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Chapter 197 City of Mercy ([-])
After so many years, several people reunited again, except Lu Ziyin who was warm-hearted and greeted everyone proactively, Chenghong and Yan Tianjiao were reserved and indifferent.

Over the years, they have more or less accumulated some years of steady growth. Of course, their cultivation levels have increased rapidly like riding a rocket.

Lu Ziyin couldn't see through the current cultivation level of the two of them, so he knew that there was no need to ask, and if he insisted on asking, he would be humiliating himself.

It is no longer a secret that Chenghong is the son of Beizhu Buddha in the Mahaka Temple seven years later.

He is not an ordinary monk, and the monk uniform system provided to him by the Maha Temple is a three-layer monk robe covered with a plain white veil. The golden light is shining, the subtle fragrance is pure, holy and solemn, and I have cultivated my Buddha nature to be ethereal, as long as the wind and clouds move me, my mind will not be disturbed.

He nodded at them.

Yan Tianjiao is still in a black robe embroidered with red flame borders, the leather girdle is tightened and narrow, and his dark hair is tied up with a tassel rope. The cold breath is not easy to provoke.

Expect him to say hello?
Don't even think about it, it's not bad to give him a look.

Lu Ziyin is the most well-dressed among them. The Lu Mansion in Nanhai has always been rich. He wears a yellow shirt with copper patterns, covered with a half-length fur coat of Xueyuan sable, jasper sea pearl crown hair, and pointed-toed blue billow pattern boots , holding a small carved sandalwood fan, with an attitude of overwhelming wealth.

As for the only female disciple in Tsing Yi present, although her clothes are simple, they are all exquisite. You can tell that this cloth is extraordinary just by the windless and swaying like shark pattern.

This woman is said to be the new disciple of Nanyuan Shangzun in Wushuang Realm, named Fu Wanyan. This time, Wushuang Realm planned to call Ru Lan, the chief disciple of Nanyuan Shangzun, but she was still in seclusion and broke through the middle stage of Yuanying, so another Choose a candidate.

This Fu Wanyan is extremely mysterious. Her face is like an inhuman secret. She wears a white veil wherever she goes. This veil is different from the ordinary one. They can't even discern their true faces, and they can't even pierce their spiritual senses.

She only showed a pair of amazing eyes.

From the very first sight, Lu Ziyin identified this female disciple as a rare and beautiful face under the veil.

So he, who has always been flirtatious with the beauty, can be said to be the bee who sees the flowers and is attentive. On the way to the City of Mercy to contact the people who ask for help, he basically laughs and chats with her and connects with her.

"Why does Junior Sister Fu use a veil to cover her face? It's too reckless."

"Brother, forgive me, Wanyan's true face can only be taken off when she sees her future husband. This is a rule set by our family since ancient times. The rules cannot be broken, and it is not Wanyan's intentional disrespect."

As far as Fu Wanyan's temperament is a bit unpredictable, her words and demeanor are neither cold nor enthusiastic, she advances and retreats well, and getting along with her is quite comfortable.

"There is still such a rule?" Lu Ziyin smiled in surprise: "It seems that senior brother Lu is not the future husband that Wanyan believes."

Fu Wanyan was calm when he heard the words, and only spoke warmly: "Senior brother Lu is joking."

At this time, Lu Ziyin couldn't help but look at her twice, he suddenly slapped his palms, and sighed for no reason: "If you didn't say that your name is Fu Wanyan, there is a solid foundation and a proven history, I really think that your words and deeds occasionally Looks like a person..."

Fu Wanyan was taken aback, and asked softly, "Who do you look like?"

I thought she wouldn't ask... Lu Ziyin couldn't help but feel a little regretful about saying that, but when he got to the point of speaking, he could only say with nostalgia and regret: "A beauty who has haunted me ever since."

At this time, Yan Tianjiao who was walking beside heard Lu Ziyin's words, because he had heard him sigh with emotion countless times before, so he guessed who he was talking about here, and let out a cold scoff in his heart.

When is it his turn to be someone else's wife? An outsider is here to haunt his dreams. He has no shame at all.

Chenghong lowered his eyes, he hadn't heard anything about her for a long time, and now he heard the mention of someone he had met with in the past, the tone of nostalgia and reminiscence, he just felt that the past was like a dream.

But it was not his only "dream", many other people also remembered her.

No matter how good-hearted Fu Wanyan was, when she heard the obvious difference in the tone of the other party, she still replied: "There are more than ten million people in the world. Even if one comes first, I must be like her, and she can't be like me?"

This sounds like absolute arrogance to oneself.

This point is also somewhat similar.

Because of Lu Ziyin's words, both Chenghong and Yan Tianjiao took a second look at Fu Wanyan. Chenghong knew Gu Junshi better than they did. He knew Fu Wanyan just by looking at her, and she was nothing like Gu Junshi.

If you are cold, if you are arrogant, if you are good-looking, if you are calm and confident... Then what is so special about Gu Junshi?

Yan Tianjiao glanced at Lu Ziyin unexpectedly, frowned and said impatiently: "Do you think anyone can be like her? When did you become blind?"

They all personally participated in the events of that year, how Gu Junshi calmly and coldly fought against the fallen dragon while pregnant, when the "Black Gate" came out, everything was dimmed, and the dead souls returned to punish evil.

In the end, how did she plan to wipe out the fallen dragon step by step, and saved the common people from suffering a catastrophe? She also saved them. How can such a stunning and special woman be just a random woman pretending to be deserted? , can it be compared with "like"?
Lu Ziyin, he was thinking of farting.

Lu Ziyin was stared at by Yan Tianjiao coldly, and touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, feeling that it was quite boring to say that.

Thinking that this incident was more or less caused by his blindness, and Lu Ziyin has always been sympathetic to women, and he couldn't be like Yan Tianjiao, a guy who has always been rude to women, so he smoothed things over and said: "Who like No one is important, because...you are not her, and you cannot be her."

After Fu Wanyan glanced at Yan Tianjiao with an ugly face, she glared at Lu Ziyin for a while, and finally sneered, and never spoke to Lu Ziyin again on the road.

These two people really made Fu Wanyan see what it means that a dog can't spit out ivory.

One thinks that the other party is blind and thinks she looks like another woman, while the other thinks that she looks a bit like another woman, but in the end completely denies it... She took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that this trip to find someone Man, is a very wrong thing.

Lu Ziyin saw that Master Fu was offended by them to death, and he didn't dare to provoke her for a while, so he spread his fan and shook it pretendingly, and moved to Yan Tianjiao's side: "Brother Yan, there is something wrong with you!" what."

"Go away." Yan Tianjiao lifted the corner of his mouth coldly, and moved away in disgust.

"Don't try to change the subject, why do you want to insert the topic between me and Master Fu, you have never turned a deaf ear to topics that you are not interested in before, why do you mention Gu—"

Before the name was officially pronounced, Cheng Hong decisively popped a pale golden light and sealed it in his throat. Lu Ziyin looked at Cheng Hong in a daze, and the latter said solemnly, "Shut up, there is a situation ahead." .”

No, there are situations where there are situations. Wouldn’t it be more convenient and energy-saving to remind people by speaking than to use spiritual power to directly seal the voice?
Or, you just dislike my noisy journey, so you just blocked my voice?
Yan Tianjiao glanced at Chenghong, and he agreed very much: "This method is good."

Lu Ziyin immediately turned back to stare at him in grief and indignation.

If you're a brother, let's share the same hatred with me for a while!

Yan Tianjiao let out a laugh, raised his chin arrogantly and arrogantly like a black cat who despises fools, narrowed his phoenix eyes: "Too much nonsense, delaying business, I think it's good for you to be quiet for a while."

Fu Wanyan just heard the word "Gu" inadvertently, but she didn't want to be interrupted by Chenghong in the end. This surname made her a little concerned.

But in front of them, she couldn't ask Lu Ziyin directly.

At this time, they made a magic formula and turned it into a spiritual light, and they came to this dilapidated temple overgrown with weeds outside the city of mercy.

There are actually quite a few abandoned and dilapidated temples and Taoist temples of this kind left outside the City of Mercy. If the time goes back thousands of years, who would not want to accumulate "merit points" by transcending evil spirits or exterminating demons and evil things? Cultivation, compared to simple spiritual practice to increase cultivation, "merit value" is simply a cheating artifact, which can not only weaken the situation, but also make people get rid of the mortal body earlier and become holy.

And Fengdu, a ghost city with a mixture of dragons, ghosts and snakes, is not exactly the "sweet pastry" that was ready-made back then.

The scale of Fengdu back then was not as widespread as it was a thousand years later. Not only was it divided into Yiyi, Nanjiao, Shibuya, and Shuofang four ghost cities, there were also clan and clan powers in the city, and there were also soldiers stationed on the border of Fengdu. , it was then nothing more than an asylum for poor helpless ghosts.

So those monks who practice Buddhism, Taoism, and Xiaoyao Dao, as if they saw business opportunities, began to occupy land and build sites one by one.

But this grand occasion did not last forever. I don't know when the ghost cultivators, demon cultivators, and demon cultivators in Fengdu changed from a disadvantaged group at the beginning to the current scale.

The orthodox monks couldn't figure out why Fengdu became more and more prosperous, so they kept sending people to sneak into Fengdu to try to find out the truth. Unfortunately, the four ghost town ghost kings in Fengdu were not fools. Do not mention the real secret to the outside world.

Therefore, not only did righteous monks gain nothing, but even if they sneaked in and were discovered, they would either die a miserable death or die a worse death.

Before Chenghong and the others approached, they saw a stench of bloody aura permeating the ruined temple. The others couldn't see the ghostly aura, but Chenghong glanced at the height of the sky and saw a thick and gloomy aura below. ghostly.

Because the resentment was too high, and the scope was not small, Cheng Hong stopped them.

Yan Tianjiao and Lu Ziyin looked at each other, and seeing each other's intentions, they rushed in from the east and west sides together.

And Chenghong glanced at Fu Wanyan, who was waiting in a serious manner. Her cultivation base was the lowest among the four, because he stopped her: "There is a strong ghost inside, there must be something wrong. Fu Tanyue stay outside for now. If encounter In unexpected situations, we can also respond.”

These words were reasonable, and Fu Wanyan had no words to refute for a while, she nodded towards Chenghong.

"Master Chenghong, be careful."

Chenghong Heshi nodded, turned around and entered the temple in a stream of golden light.

Fu Wanyan frowned, and after Chenghong's lotus-white back disappeared, she thought for a while, and took out a few array flags from the bracelet space and held them tightly in her palm.

It is said that when Chenghong, Lu Ziyin and Yan Tianjiao entered the temple, they immediately saw a heinous and bloody tragedy.

In the small dilapidated temple that could be reached at a glance, the beams of the room were actually covered with curled up and twisted corpses. These corpses were all sucked dry of blood, and hung danglingly in the sky. Like dried bacon, the room of more than 100 square meters is filled with disgusting blood.

But these mummies are not as harmless as the real "bacon". In the next second, maybe they smelled the breath of a living person, or maybe the time was right, they all opened their eyes with a "swipe", only the black pupils were innocent. The ghost eyes on the whites of the eyes were covered with corpse spots and carrion. When he opened his mouth to breathe, the putrid smell rushed into his nose and suffocated him.

The ropes around their necks were all broken when they swung wildly, and the heavy flesh fell to the ground with a "slap", but these mummies didn't notice, they were attracted by the fresh flesh, they jumped up excitedly with hunger, and put their hands together With a wave, he scratched at them——

At the moment of their "resurrection", the ghostly aura in the entire temple was so strong that the naked eye began to lose sight of the surrounding things.

And these pervasive ghost energy naturally distorted the space, forming a small-scale enchantment.

boom--

How could the dilapidated temple with broken walls be able to withstand this kind of toss, the whole thing exploded from the inside, and Fu Wanyan, who was guarding outside, looked over in shock, and subconsciously blocked it with one hand, a burst of dusty smoke and flying stones with a putrid smell Coming towards her face, she couldn't help but hold her breath and backed away again and again.

But at the same time, she also waved the formation flag in her hand——

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Fengdu Shuofang City

"Hey, take a look, is that the eldest lady and the second lady of the Mu family have come out to patrol the streets?"

On the dark and dark street, a group of ghosts were poking around and watching the bustle.

I saw a girl with slightly dark skin but very bright facial features leading a tall woman in a black cloak. The two laughed and talked all the way. On the streets where people wait.

At the other end, a young boy in ragged clothes walked forward while forcibly pulling a child who had just reached his thigh. At a corner, the two sides bumped into each other "inadvertently".

Of course, the eldest lady and the second lady of the Mu family were guarded in the middle, so they would not be the ones who bumped into each other.

And a young boy with a weak body and a child naturally couldn't compete with the strong and strong Fuwei, and a figure was unstable, staggered backwards, and fell hard to the ground.

Mu Nanxue immediately said angrily: "What's the matter with you?!"

The road is so wide, it's not easy to bump into it, isn't it, is he performing his Porcelain Porcelain technique in public, or is he trying to find his presence on them?

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

The little boy hurriedly got up to apologize, he raised his head apologetically, and suddenly a beautiful face that made people's blood pumping was fully revealed.

But Mu Nanxue has never been interested in beauty. When she saw a man with such a monstrous appearance, the first reaction in her mind was conspiracy theory.

　Haha, the next plot is very confusing, let’s reveal it slowly. In addition, there are two things I want to talk about quietly. That is, the previous chapter Farewell ([-]) was banned. Everyone can guess the reason. The content has been greatly changed again, which is equivalent to rewriting. In order to make the following content coherent, Jing will revise the following chapters together in the past two days, but except for that chapter, other chapters will not be greatly changed, so there is no need to go back. It doesn't matter if you look over your head, it won't affect the following plot.

　　In the end, Jing found that the number of chapters written by Jing was wrong again, and many chapters were wrong, so I didn’t change it, because... I couldn’t change it TT
　　
　
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