The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

Chapter 406 Mrs. Ximing
This figure was wearing a crimson long dress, with a slender body, crystal clear skin, and a suffocatingly beautiful face.

She has black and thick hair, slightly raised eyebrows, narrow and long eyes with upturned corners, outlining a charming and charming arc, a high nose bridge, and plump and plump lips.

"Little girl Ximing, I pay my respects to all the priests." The monster looked at Song Xing and said softly and charmingly.

"There really are monsters!" Xu Xian's voice sounded a little surprised.

The banshee named Ximing looked at Xu Xian with a smile and said, "The little girl is not a monster, but a descendant of the Suiren family. Her ancestors are all fire gods, and now she lives in the ever-burning lamp in front of the Buddha."

Although the crowd looked shocked, they didn't believe it. What kind of person Suirenshi is, the head of the Three Emperors, who was regarded as the ancestor of fire by later generations, and the little demon in front of him, in order to survive, even clings to Suirenshi, it's just ridiculous.

After Xi Mingming's real body was revealed, those with sharp eyesight among the crowd had already seen that this woman was indeed a spirit, and that the magic power in her body was shallow, so she could not be regarded as a great monster.

Seeing that everyone didn't believe it, Ximing explained again: "I am a descendant of the Suiren family. The first ancestor made great contributions to people, controlled fire, guarded the south, ruled Shennong and Taotang because of virtue, and became king in the Western Han Dynasty. , Mo Sheng and Zhu Falan, two Arhats, invited my fourteenth generation ancestors to let him carry forward Buddhism, and he was named Changming Duke."

"When Emperor Wu of Wei destroyed Buddhism and Taoist priests, Duke Chang Ming died. Emperor Wen of Wei succeeded to the throne, Buddhism rose again, and let the descendants of Chang Ming inherit it. In the early years of Zhenguan, Emperor Taizong of Tang went to Lishan to build Huaqing Palace and Chaoyuan Palace. At the request of the imperial concubine, the emperor asked someone to build the West Temple and named me Mrs. Ximing. When Master Xuanzang built Lanruo Temple, he felt that I was born in front of the Buddha. Spirituality, so I moved from Lishan to this place, and I was influenced by Buddhism every day."

Xuan Yuan stepped forward and asked, "You're just a small monster, with such power as Master Xuanzang, why did you move you here from Mount Li on purpose?"

Mrs. Ximing said again: "This little monster doesn't know either, but the little monster has the virtues of his ancestors and the loyal belief of Emperor Yan, so the treacherous voice can't enter my heart. I can also refine metal into weapons. It can burn up mountains and plains, but stillness can light up the darkness and break the gloom."

She has been in this temple for 300 years. When she saw Xuanzang at the beginning of the year, Mrs. Ximing thought that Xuanzang was here to subjugate demons, but Xuanzang brought her to Lanruo Temple. Spent 300 years of quiet but peaceful time.

"Emperor Yan Zhonglie." Master Xuan Yuan couldn't help murmuring when he heard the words, and then said: "Seeing that you really have no hostility, the old Taoist believes that you have no harmful words."

"But at this time, a group of demons gather outside Lanruo Temple. For the safety of others, we cannot fully trust you, so the old Taoist will set up restrictions for you to avoid accidents."

Although he didn't know why Xuanzang put this little demon in the Buddhist hall, the mature and prudent Xuanyuan decided to seal Mrs. Ximing first, so as not to cause trouble to himself and others.

"Masters of the Sword Immortal Sect, the little girl belongs to the treasure sent by the Sword Immortal, how about going out of the temple to meet her?"

Just when Xuanyuan Laodao was about to make a move, a soft voice suddenly came out from the sky above Lanruo Temple, which was transmitted to everyone's ears very clearly.

Hearing that somewhat familiar voice, Xu Xian's face suddenly showed surprise, and he blurted out: "Fox demon!"

The person who spoke was the fox demon who ambush Liu Haichan and others in the black mist and was repelled by Song Xing, who claimed to be Nie Xiaoqian.

Hearing that the fox monster was looking for someone from the Sword Immortal Sect by name, Liu Haichan and Xu Xian looked at each other with a hint of doubt in their eyes.

"Go, go out and have a look."

The enemies all came to the door to point out their names, if they still hid in the temple, wouldn't it be the name of the Sword Immortal Sect, Liu Haichan thought for a while, got up and walked out.

Li Wangsheng and Xu Xian followed closely behind.

When he came outside the gate of the temple, Liu Haichan saw Nie Xiaoqian, who was surrounded by blue demon fire, standing pretty and lively tens of meters away, with a demonic aura billowing behind him, as if there were countless monsters hidden in it.

Liu Haichan said with a gloomy face, "Demon girl, I'm here, if you have anything to say, hurry up!"

Nie Xiaoqian looked at Song Xing who walked out behind Xu Xian, and smiled slightly: "Tianzun said that the matter of Lanruo Temple has nothing to do with the Sword Immortal Sect. Everyone waits to leave Lanruo Temple before dawn, but spare your life. In Pinglanruo Temple, chickens and dogs will not be left behind."

When Liu Haichan heard Nie Xiaoqian's words, he laughed loudly: "Don't let the chicken and the dog stay? Your Tianzun can't even enter Lanruo Temple. I want to see how he can let us not let the dog and the dog stay."

After Liu Haichan's words fell, the monks and Taoists who followed behind him all echoed.

Although there are many demons and ghosts in the black mist, there are few people with superior strength. Although everyone has doubts in their hearts, they are not very frightened.

Seeing the clamor of the crowd, Nie Xiaoqian chuckled, but did not see any movement. Behind her, something was wrapped in the rolling black mist, and she sent it to Liu Haichan: "In that case, the items of the Sword Immortal School will return to their original owners."

Liu Haichan took a step back subconsciously, and his remaining right arm touched the hilt of the sword.

Looking intently, the black mist dissipated, revealing what was inside, but it made him stare wide open and let out a low growl of despair!

In the next second, the long sword came out of its sheath and slashed towards Nie Xiaoqian with a decisive sword light.

What emerged from the black mist turned out to be a corpse!
Wearing a gray bat-pattern dress, carrying a longbow, with a scabbard around her waist, a bearded face, and a middle-aged face with vicissitudes, it was Yan Chixia who had disappeared for a long time.

Yan Chixia is dead!
He was also sent back the corpse as if provoked by a monster!

Liu Haichan felt like his mind was about to burst, and he didn't even have time to think about why Yan Chixia died, and what happened to Lu Dongbin, as the sharp sword light had already slashed in front of Nie Xiaoqian.

As the sword light fell, several giant python-shaped tree roots suddenly sprang out from the open space in front of Nie Xiaoqian, waving to block Liu Haichan's sword light.

And Nie Xiaoqian stepped back again, and the huge tree roots quickly formed a tree wall in front of Liu Haichan. Although Liu Haichan's sword light fell on it, it also blocked his pace of chasing and killing Nie Xiaoqian.

The next second, Song Xing, who was standing behind Xu Xian, made a move, and Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand swung out, forming a galaxy in an instant, piercing through the tree wall, and appearing in front of Nie Xiaoqian.

Nie Xiaoqian stretched out her jade hand, and lightly grasped the tip of Fang Tian's painted halberd in the air, while the other slender and white hand reached for Song Xing's right hand holding the halberd.

At the moment of touching, a ball of blue flames exploded between Nie Xiaoqian's hands, and then she let out a miserable cry, and quickly retracted, her pretty face also turned pale.

A stream of blue demon fire spilled from Nie Xiaoqian's hand and fell towards Song Xing's right hand holding the halberd.

The demon fire was extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, it covered Song Xing's right hand, burning his flesh.

Under Nie Xiaoqian's complacent gaze, Song Xing's hand holding the halberd did not shake at all, but Fang Tian's painted halberd erupted with a terrifying aura, and before she could react, it pierced through her chest at a speed beyond everything.

Nie Xiaoqian clutched the bleeding wound, her eyes filled with disbelief, and the corner of her mouth was stained with bright red blood. After shaking twice, it turned into demon fire and scattered in the air.

(End of this chapter)