Those years when I hunted demons in Dali Temple

Chapter 443
This time the black air was even stronger than before.Appearing along with the black mist was a stalwart phantom.He was floating on the bottom of the Feng River, about an inch above the ground, like a rootless duckweed.

Daoyi became more cautious, and his alert was raised to the highest level.

"Where is the stupid people, disturbing the deity here to clean up."

At such a tense moment, Dao Yi rolled his eyes unceremoniously.

She said a little speechlessly: "Since you have entered reincarnation, why should you never forget the past?"

The phantom paused, and that kind of floating stopped in an instant, as if asking her back, or talking to herself, "What do you know?"

"So I'm asking you!" Dao asked as soon as he didn't understand.

Wang Xuanzhi smiled, he felt that the other party would be pissed off.

Unexpectedly, the phantom swayed a few times, and the voice was mixed with anger, "Foolish people, are you looking for death?"

The corner of Dao's mouth curled up, and he took out the bronze mirror she was carrying with her, "Look at your current appearance, I'm afraid your father wished he hadn't given birth to you!"

As she wished, Xu Ying saw himself in the bronze mirror, and there was only a silhouette of a figure inside. He touched the face that could not be seen clearly, as if he had not heard her words, and muttered to himself, "I didn't expect to have He recovered so well—”

Dao Yi: "." She silently put away her bronze mirror.

Without the bronze mirror, the phantom's eyes fell on Daoyi, "I didn't expect you, a little Taoist priest, to have some eyesight to recognize the real body of this deity."

"." Dao was silent, and she even suspected that if she could see the other person's face, it must be an expression of appreciation at this moment.

Wang Xuanzhi uttered at the right time, breaking the weird atmosphere, "Xiaoyi, what kind of 'people' are they?" Xu Ying's head turned to him, even if the person couldn't see his face clearly, he could still feel it, staying on his side The gaze is longest on the face.

What followed was a kind of plunder and aggression.

He moved his body uncomfortably, and whispered from his ear, "They were not human at first."

Wang Xuan was startled, and asked with difficulty, "Then what are they?"

Xu Ying, Giant Eagle, and Dao Yi were in a three-legged confrontation. The conversation seemed relaxed, and both sides were on guard. The first two had no interest in human beings like Wang Xuanzhi, but after he took the initiative to speak out, he divided them up. partial gaze.

From time to time, he looked at it, as if he was watching his prey.

Daoyi was the obstacle that stood between them, so no one made a move first, the world looked at each other, they chose to stand still, and at the same time wanted to hear whether this Taoist really knew their background.

"It is said that there is a mountain named Zhongshan, its mountain has gods, and its son is called Drum—" Wang Xuanzhi was silent, she just said that she wanted to play drums, but she really wanted to play drums.I also heard her say, "One day he joined forces with Youqin and killed a god—Baojiang."

At this time, Xu Ying really looked at her, "This is a top secret, where did you hear about it, this deity has been in the world for so long, but I have never heard of these things, little Taoist priest, where did you learn from?"

Daoyi blinked, she suddenly had some doubts, the old man Ling Xuzi gave her something extraordinary, but the old man gave it so casually, like some rags, she dispelled her doubts.

"It's just a tattered book, someone threw it to me when they didn't want it."

Wang Xuanzhi: The Nine Heavens Temple makes people more and more fascinated.

Surprisingly, Xu Ying was not angry this time.

Instead, he asked: "Then how is it recorded on the deity and Ah?"

Dao had goosebumps all over her body, and then felt that she was thinking too much. People who are more familiar call each other more intimate. Less serious?
She shook her confused mind and patted her face vigorously.

Little Taoist, wake up, there are two enemies in the sky and on the earth, watching you.

Those flying in the sky, those swimming in the water, and those holding birds on the shore were all confused by her hand.

Daoyi felt a little uncomfortable being seen by them, and he quickly adjusted, "There are too many knowledges in my head, squeezing each other, and I just took pictures of what I need, so the speed is faster."

She chuckled, "Don't worry!"

The corners of Wang Xuanzhi's lips curled up, she must not have known that Xiao Bifang had already sold out all the looks of him holding Chang'an's fashionable words book, lighting up the lamp to read at night, sometimes laughing and cursing, sometimes tearful.

He smoothed Xiao Bifang's hair, and the other party closed his eyes comfortably.

One person and one bird, just like a paradise.

Daoyi patted his temples pretendingly, "Pin Dao remembered, the book is called "Hundred Demon Spectrum"!" She smiled embarrassedly, "You have been recorded in the Yaozu, this matter is not related to me. It doesn't matter at all."

Xu Ying seemed to be frozen in ice, and asked after a while, "How is it recorded above?"

Dao took a leisurely walk on the bank of the Feng River. She was confident that the other party would not attack until she finished speaking, ""The Book of Hundred Demons" was uploaded, [There is a mountain named Zhongshan, and its son is called Drum, which looks like a human face. And the body of the dragon is the east of the Zhongshan Mountain where Qin killed Baojiang in Kunlun, and the emperor is called Yao'an.]”

"【Qinhua into a big osprey, its shape is like a vulture with black and white words, its red beak is like a tiger's pounce, its sound is like a morning swan—]"

"[The drum is also transformed into a bird, its shape is like a owl, with bare feet and a straight beak, yellow inscriptions and a white head, and its sound is like a swan—]"

The phantom is also a drum, "This deity is now in human form, how did you recognize it?"

Daoyi pointed to the sky unceremoniously, "Because of your good brothers, you have always been inseparable from the waves, and you can never leave the mound. As long as you recognize one of them, the other is probably nearby. I'm sure you're here, but the thunder spell just now cannot be received by the current Qin—"

"But it is unharmed, there is no other way but you are here." Daoyi pointed at the drum and said, "Your appearance is the best proof, that's why Pindao asked you at the beginning, it's already dead so After so many years, why are you still obsessed with the past?"

The drum's figure gradually dissipated, revealing its real body.

A hawk-like bird.

It fluttered its wings but did not fly into the air. At the same time, it screamed sharply, "What do you know! This deity used to be the son of the mountain god, and the spiritual power of Zhongshan's lineage, except for the father god, was at the disposal of this deity. He was only a god, and he was killed by God the Father—”

Dao frowned sharply, this guy killed a god, and he didn't take it seriously, it seems that he has no regrets until now, and he is still brooding about his death, what he and Qin are doing now , is unwilling to die.

"You tampered with the Ruan family's ancestral grave just to restore it to how it was before."

Daoyi pointed to the bank of the Feng River, "This place is full of spiritual energy. As long as you cultivate well, you will definitely recover in time. Why do you want to harm people?"

Both birds had weird smiles on their faces.

　Good afternoon.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)