Monks

Chapter 660 Black Smoke

The four of them came together to look for the Ghost Emperor, and Wu Wang left angrily when they found a sea of ​​blood. Zhang was afraid that the three of them would never know what happened and had no chance to ask. Now it seems that it should have something to do with Cheng Ji.

Wuwang asked: "Do you understand?" He asked about the corpse.Zhang Fear and Fang Jian nodded, Zhang Tianfang asked, "See what you understand."

Wuwang didn't explain to Zhang Tianfang, and said slowly after a while of silence: "That sea of ​​blood is not the trick of ghosts."

"What sea of ​​blood?" Zhang Tianfang asked again, saying that nowhere is next to each other, is the great monk in a state of obscurity?

He didn't understand, but the other two did. Zhang Ai asked, "Isn't it the tricks of ghosts?"

"It looks very similar on the surface. If you don't look carefully, you won't find any problems, just like this corpse." The great monk went back to the corpse, Zhang Tianfang still didn't understand, and shouted: "What are you talking about?"

Fang Jian tugged at him: "Don't make trouble, I'll explain to you later."

Wuwang looked at Zhang Tianfang, and said in a low voice: "Ghosts use the sea of ​​blood to refine their souls to increase their strength and suck all the blood energy. After the blood loses the blood energy, it will turn into dead blood, leaving only the taste of death, which is useless. But you and I The sea of ​​blood you saw was not made by ghosts. On the surface, it seems that the blood energy has been absorbed, leaving only dead energy, and even the grass covered by the blood sea has withered. In fact, there is a small difference. If you have seen The real blood sea will find out where the difference is."

The monk returned to the sea of ​​blood, but he couldn't understand anyway, so Zhang Tianfang simply squatted down to look at the corpse, ignoring what they said.

Wu Wang said slowly: "The sea of ​​blood we have seen is about 6000 meters in length and width, and there are countless withered and yellow grass leaves soaked in the blood. The real sea of ​​blood is not like that. What is in the sea of ​​blood after refining the blood energy None, not even grass leaves, all life will be refined along with the blood energy, leaving only a piece of red blood dead blood, which will not disappear for a long time."

"Master, did you say that the sea of ​​blood you saw last time was fake?" Zhang Ai asked.

"It's a real sea of ​​blood, and it's really been refined, but the exercises are different. The ghosts will refine the life of grass leaves together, while the sea of ​​blood is just the vitality of fresh blood, and the rest will not be damaged. , so that sea of ​​blood was not made by ghosts." Wu Wang explained.

"Is there anyone else who is proficient in blood refining?" Zhang Ai asked, thinking of several corpses related to Cheng Ji, he couldn't help feeling suspicious.

Wuwang didn't answer this question, and asked him in meditation for a long time: "Who do you think did it?"

"I don't know." Zhang Fear shook his head slowly, there was already a Yuantong, so could there be another Chengji?

"You don't need to know, find Cheng Ji and ask for clarification." Wu Wang gave a conclusion.

They all doubted Cheng Ji, but their starting point was different. Wu Wang had doubts because he saw the sea of ​​blood, he doubted all Buddhist cultivators, including Cheng Ji; Zhang feared that he had doubts because he saw the corpse that was taken away from Yuanying.After combining the two reasons, Wu Wang was sure that Cheng Ji did it, but he couldn't believe it in his heart. Could it be that there is another scum in Buddhism?

It's just that he could see the clues from the sea of ​​blood, but Zhang was afraid that the three of them would not be able to find the reason. The rest of the sea of ​​blood was different, if it was only different, why did the master leave in a rage?Unless it is definitely related to Buddhist practice, or even Chengji.So he interjected and asked, "Master, what's in the sea of ​​blood?"

Wuwang pondered for a moment and then said: "You are not Buddhist cultivators, so you can't understand. There is a lotus flower in the sea of ​​blood, which is unconsciously printed by a master who has practiced Buddhist exercises for a long time. It seems that you are playing with it every day. When you pull out the sword, you will light up a few moves. It seems that when you write every day, you always write a few words. When you pick up the pen again, you will subconsciously draw those words when you are not thinking. The same is true for Duo Fulian, that person must meditate when he refines the sea of ​​blood, and the first item of Buddhist meditation is to observe the mind through the nose and mouth, with the five senses facing the sky, and at the same time use the lotus seal to fix the lower body, which is a habitual movement , After the blood refinement, the lotus seal remains in the sea of ​​blood, in order to avoid humiliation and the reputation of Buddha cultivation, so I purify the sea of ​​blood."

Zhang is afraid to think about it, there is this possibility. Recently, he always likes to slap his palms with a black folding fan. In fact, most of the time it is a subconscious action.

Master Wuwang continued: "I thought it was the Buddha cultivator who did such a shameful thing, so I left in a rage, and I searched for the Northland Buddha cultivator to find out, but after searching, I only saw a few Buddhist disciples, not a single Buddhist disciple. Seeing it, I had no choice but to come back, and saw this corpse, and followed you."

There is no need to say the following words. After Zhang Ai's narration and his own judgment, Wu Wang has already set Cheng Ji as the most suspicious target.

Zhang Ai thought about it and said: "Chengji can let it go for a while, the most important thing is to find the ghost emperor." Then he told the story of Miaofa and Xianglin's injuries.

Wu Wang said: "No wonder you can't find Senior Brother Xiang Lin, let's go, I will accompany you to kill the Ghost Emperor first, and then find Cheng Ji."

So the four of them came together again and frantically searched for the ghost emperor.

Acting with them are more than 20 warlocks in the Northland.Especially Master Han Tian, ​​after hearing that the valley ghost formation was broken, he heaved a sigh of relief, and finally avoided huge casualties.In any case, most warlocks of the North are somewhat related to her.So pass down the order and continue to track down the ghost emperor's whereabouts.

Then the five top warlocks sent an order, search!I don't believe that the sixteen ghost disciples can form a big formation again.

This time it was easier to find the ghost disciples. The lair at the bottom of the lake was destroyed, the ghost array in the valley was destroyed, and the ghost emperor was seriously injured.

Seeing the warlocks intensively searching, Zhang was a little worried. What if the ghosts and ghost emperors were forced to the south in a hurry?The strength of Yue and Song is not enough.So work harder on tracking searches.

After all, how many people are easy to handle, since the next day, I have received news from the ghost emperor one after another, and the price is that one warlock died one after another.When those people discover the ghost disciples, it is the time of death. The strength of the top ghost disciples must not be underestimated.

However, the low-level warlocks did not die in vain.The overall search of warlocks is very intensive. If there is a decrease in the number of warlocks in a certain place, there is a problem in that place, so it is easy to track down the ghost emperor.

As soon as Zhang got the news, the four of them rushed towards the accident area and successfully intercepted the ghost disciples on the evening of the third day.Sixteen ghost disciples fled north protecting a huge white egg. Perhaps they were afraid of hurting the big egg, and their flying speed was very slow. No wonder they were spotted by low-level warlocks.

When the sixteen top-level warlocks saw Zhang Ai, their blood-red eyes were so red that they were about to burst into flames. Without this bastard, how could they run away in desperation? Six people flew to attack him immediately.Another four ghost disciples killed Master Xiang Wuwang, Zhang Tianfang, and Fang Jian.

Zhang was afraid that he was not in a hurry to attack, so he dodged to catch up with Dadan, wanting to see what the group of ghosts were guarding so nervously, was it the ghost emperor?

Before the ghost found out that he was cheating, a person came to fight him desperately, and it became dark in this area, black smoke enveloped the ground, and he couldn't see his fingers.Zhang was afraid to scan with his spiritual sense, and found that the black smoke was filled with the breath of ghosts, and they were all the breaths of top-level ghosts, and there were even countless such breaths around him.

Afraid Zhang knew something was wrong, he had no time to look at Dadan, so he jumped back, but at his speed, no black smoke could fly out.He thought to himself: "What kind of weird stuff?" With a thought, layers of protective magic shields protected the body, and a huge hard iron knife was erected in front of him. This mountain-breaking weapon was much stronger than a shield.

At the same time, it also releases the calming orb, which is the best thing to restrain ghosts.

As the black smoke filled the ground, Wu Wang shouted: "Monster." The Buddhist beads on his chest popped out, and a tall golden Buddha appeared, protecting his whole body into the black smoke.There were originally two ghosts attacking him, but the great monk was so powerful that he regarded them as nothing, and focused on the big egg. While observing the big egg, he circled around to avoid the attacks of the two.At this time, black smoke appeared, and he did not hide, and released the Buddha treasure to attack actively.

Zhang Tianfang has seen Wuwang use this big Buddha, he knows it is very strong, and now he is in danger of being killed by ghost disciples, fortunately only one person chases him, and fortunately there is a ghost knife desperately protecting the master, otherwise he would have died.Seeing the big Buddha appearing, he jumped in and complained first, "Didn't you take out this treasure sooner?" After rubbing his palms, two golden swastikas flew away from his palms, one circled around his body, and the other flew to the ground. Get bigger in the air.The directions of the two swastika characters are opposite, echoing each other, much like two spinning tops, except that the top will become bigger.

The swastika in the air became bigger and bigger as it turned faster and faster, like a sun rising in the black smoke. Although it cannot spread light everywhere, wherever the golden light 'shoots', it will be illuminated by it.

Among the four, Fang Jian was the most embarrassed. He thought of defeat before winning, and retreated before attacking. He was really not cultivated enough, and he didn't have a magic weapon against the sky. He was powerless to contend with a powerful enemy. Just trying to escape.

Zhang was afraid of knowing his situation, so of course he would not let him be bullied, so he released the spirit black bird early and ordered it to fly over to help.

Fang Jian is a smart person. He knew that with Zhang Ai, he would encounter endless types of masters. He didn't want to be a burden or die, so he kept practicing his skills.Years of hard training finally came in handy at this moment, barely useful, and with the help of the black bird, although he was in a panic when he escaped, the advantage was that he could save his life and even fight back appropriately.

Ten ghost disciples were killed, one attacked Zhang Tianfang, one attacked Fang Jian, two attacked Wu Wang, and the other six chased and beat Zhang.Zhang was afraid that he could not see in the black smoke, and there were powerful enemies everywhere with his spiritual sense. When he was guessing and distinguishing, a bright white skull opened his mouth and bit him.

He couldn't see what it was, he only knew that there was something attacking, he stabbed forward with his right hand, and the Fushen Sword suddenly appeared, and he heard a clang, and the Fushen Sword was bitten by the skull.

In the darkness, the Fushen Sword was restrained, Zhang Ai turned his wrist, and the blade of the sword stood up, and there was a series of crackling sounds, and the skull's teeth were cut across the sky.