Daxia Lingxian

Chapter 78 She or He

Looking back, it turned out that they were two "acquaintances", but they were Zhuo Yun and Xue Xunjian.

Zhuoyun was dressed in a moon white gown, holding a folding fan, looking like a graceful tree facing the wind, with the air of a handsome young man.

The seller of the Gelaohui said with a smile: "Fellow Taoists don't even ask the price, it looks like a rich man. One bottle is 30 taels, twelve bottles are 360 ​​taels."

Zhuoyun generously threw hundreds of taels of gold from the storage bag without blinking.

Fortunately Luo Ning was wearing a mask, otherwise Zhuo Yun would have recognized this former son-in-law of the Xue family.

Didn't Zhuo Yun take hundreds of poor women to Calvary Mountain?Why are you in Ling City again?
When Luo Ning was paying attention to Zhuo Yun, suddenly a deep and shocking voice sounded:

"Amitabha, the beautiful corpse in this coffin of this old monk is the daughter of Yizhou Ermei County Sheriff. In front of her is an eighth-rank monk. After her death, the old monk concocted a hundred days of secret refining. It has become an excellent wonderful lotus corpse cauldron, priced in gold. Thousand taels!"

When everyone looked at it, they saw that the coffin lid had been opened, revealing a naked female corpse.

The female corpse had black hair like clouds, and a graceful figure. It was clearly a corpse, but it was alive and fragrant, like a Sleeping Beauty.

Luo Ning glanced at it and then looked away, feeling so disgusted that he was about to vomit.

It turned out that the daughter that the county guard couldn't find was not only tortured by this evil monk, but also refined into a beautiful corpse long ago.

The sheriff and Mr. Gu from Yinyue Villa failed to catch the evil monk after all.

"Master." Many monks around saluted the monk who was wearing a skull crown and a sister's drum on his waist.

There is no way, this lama's cultivation is at the sixth rank, although it seems that the injury is serious, it is enough to intimidate the audience.Even a few seventh-rank monks saluted.

Zhuo Yun stared at Yan Corpse with astonishment.

As one of the four sons of Crescent Eyebrow, he certainly knew Zhang Miaozhen, the daughter of the sheriff.

Zhang Miaozhen is also an eighth-rank Taoist cultivator, and he is also considered an old friend.Unexpectedly, it ended up like this.

This woman used to be the daughter of the sheriff, even he didn't look down on her, she was a woman he couldn't even get.

Zhuoyun was both emotional and delighted, and couldn't help looking at Zhang Miaozhen's body without blinking her eyes.

Many monks glanced at Yan's corpse, but Luo Ning was smoking a dry pipe and looked at the little fox girl's booth, just in time to meet the fox girl's eyes.

The fox girl's face was a little pale at this time, obviously frightened by the corpse that the evil monk showed.

The female cultivators present, including the banshee and ghost, all looked unhappy, but they didn't dare to attack, so they could only lower their heads and not look.

"Amitabha!" The evil monk said again, "Forty-seven thousand Buddha Dharma, the Dharma is the way. This beautiful corpse artifact can give birth to the supreme contemplation... With this practice, you can see your mind and see your nature...Visualize the heavenly maidens from all directions..."

"...Look at her jade body like snow, lotus flower like pistil, immortal, incorruptible, soft and fragrant... Isn't she the beautiful corpse Bodhisattva who saved you?"

It's obviously something obscene, but what this evil monk said is clear and unfathomable.

He looks sinister, but his words are very elegant.

Many people knew that he must have had enough fun with this sexy corpse, so he sold it to others.

The monks in the Yan Corpse Temple often sell the tired corpses, euphemistically saying that they have "consecrated the wonderful corpses".

But many people also know that such a gorgeous corpse is indeed worth a thousand taels of gold in the eyes of those who like it.

"Guru can't help but give me face." A Tubo monk in a fine attire said, "The treasures of Yanshi Temple are worth the price!"

"A thousand taels of gold, I want it!"

Hearing this, Zhuo Yun couldn't help smiling.

Sure enough, she was the county sheriff's daughter, who was concocted into a magic weapon after death, and it was also worth a thousand gold.

Coincidence isn't it?

Zhuo Yun's smile fell into Luo Ning's eyes, which made Luo Ning even more disgusted.

Luo Ning didn't bother to watch the disgusting scene of trading female corpses. He walked around the Lingshi City and bought some materials for refining the eighth-grade talisman.

He can use Zhang Tianshi's talisman magic power, but he has not refined the talisman yet.

He needs to refine some talismans to protect Su Chuo, Xiwan and others.

There was not enough money to buy talisman-making materials, so he could only exchange something from Xuanqian.

He secretly paid attention to the lama, and found that the lama was at the booth of the little fox girl after selling the corpse.

The booth of the little fox girl is full of goods of the eighth rank and the ninth rank, but this monk is a master of the sixth rank, how can he appreciate it?
But seeing that little fox girl's face was pale, she was so frightened like a three-year-old child who lost the protection of her parents, she lost her soul in front of the lama.

But I saw the monk talking to the fox girl in a low voice, it didn't look like shopping anyway.

Luo Ning bought the magic talisman materials, took a look at the evil monk and Zhuo Yun, and left the spirit city directly.

He didn't go back the same way, but planned to go around in a circle and go to Fengzhu Mountain to find the Yangshen Fruit.

If you can't buy it, you can only look for it.

Luo Ning walked dozens of miles in the mountains and saw a white Abai Temple on the top of the nearby towering mountain.

This Abba Stone Temple is very big, very broken, and very old, with a certain momentum.

For some reason, Luo Ning felt that this place was a little familiar, strangely familiar.

Luo Ning was in a daze when suddenly Ling Daozhu felt a little throbbing.

"Huh?" Luo Ning was suddenly surprised. Could it be that this ancient and deserted Qiang temple has something that can sense Ling Daozhu?

Luo Ning used the true meaning of Zhang Tianshi's role, used the invisibility spell to become invisible, and slowly approached the temple of Abba.

The temple of Abba is actually empty, only the stone statue of Abba on the main hall.The idol is very old,
The main hall is very large and extremely empty, but you can still see the magnificence of that year.

Nearby, there must have been a powerful Qiang tribe a long time ago, but as the tribe perished, the huge Abai Temple also fell into disrepair in the mountains.

A strange sense of familiarity came, and Luo Ning was suddenly a little agitated for no reason.

"What exactly is going on?"

The closer you get to the statue, the stronger Ling Daozhu's throbbing becomes.

No, not a statue!
Luo Ning sensed carefully, he walked around the statue and looked under the shrine.Under the shrine, there was a person sitting cross-legged.

The feeling that made Ling Daozhu throb came from this person!

This is something that has never happened before!
Luo Ning's hair stood on end for an instant, he didn't even think about it, and immediately wanted to activate Yun Jiutian's wind escape technique.

But Yun Jiutian's character hadn't possessed his spirit yet, when he heard a beautiful and gloomy voice:
"You are the master of Lingdao Yangzhu? You are finally back here. I have been waiting for you for 49 days."

Hearing this, Luo Ning felt as if he had been immobilized and stood still.

Ling Daozhu was his biggest secret, but this person actually said it out loud.

Luo Ning looked at the man in horror, only to see that the man was wearing a large black robe, long hair draped over his shoulders, a white face, beardless, handsome and feminine, a pair of dark and deep eyes, as distant and unpredictable as a starry sky.

An indescribable noble aura radiated from the casual sitting posture that could not be concealed, as if he had been in a high position for a long time, all-powerful.

At first glance, she looks like a beautiful woman, but she is a little different, and she can't tell how old she is.

Yin and Yang are unpredictable, male and female are difficult to distinguish.

She or he, like ordinary people, has no aura fluctuations.But Luo Ning knew that it was because this person's cultivation base was too high, to the point of returning to the basics.

Anyone who sees this person will be shocked by his demeanor.

"Senior, you..." Luo Ning said dryly.

The other party smiled slightly, his eyes were dim, and there were too many emotions in it.

"I am Wei Zhongxuan, Lord of the Yin Pearl."

Wei Zhongxuan!Lord of Yin Beads!

(End of this chapter)