Reborn Mosquito Daoist

Chapter 15 Mangshan
The alchemy sect can be divided into internal and external alchemy cultivators. Outer alchemy cultivators are good at refining elixir and miraculous medicine, with profound Taoism, while inner alchemy monks use themselves as a furnace to achieve the great way of golden alchemy, with infinite combat power.And this Zhu Xiezi cultivates both internally and externally, and has great power in every move. Fortunately, Wuyu has made great progress in Taoism recently, and his reaction is also extremely fast.

With a sound of "Boom!", the Qiankun Blood Talisman was thrown by Zhu Xie with great force, blasting a big gap in the cliff in front of him.

Wuyu is dark and cold, this son of Zhu Xie is notorious, but he has both internal and external skills, so it is really hard to get along with him.Thinking about it, the cyan Prajna Saber sliced ​​across the void, and used the move "Zhanyue" with all its strength.

Instead of being surprised, he was delighted to kill the evil, and the Vajra Talisman blessed his palms, and mana surged out wildly.The palms and knives connect without gaps.Inner alchemy cultivators regard themselves as a melting pot to condense the golden elixir, and the tempering of the physical body is unparalleled. At this time, with the blessing of talismans, it is even comparable to the big monster known for body training.

"Ding Ding Dang Dang..." After a burst of metal clanging, the knife net collapsed, and the aura surged wildly.The two sides broke apart at the touch of a touch, and each fell to the ground.

Zhu Xiezi's fleshy palms were cracked vertically and horizontally, and fine blood beads kept oozing out.The Wisdom Sword is not ordinary. Wuyu has followed Bodhidharma for many years and is proficient in martial arts. Naturally, it is not comparable to ordinary monks.

However, Zhu Xiezi's fierceness still made Wuyu speechless in shock, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Zhu Xiezi, there must be a misunderstanding in this, everyone will hurt your peace!"

"It's up to you!" Zhu Xiezi licked the blood on the palm of his hand, his eyes were sharp, and he was invincible!
Wuyu was furious, the battle between good and evil was imminent, I didn't want to cause trouble in vain, but this guy was too arrogant, if I had been afraid of him before, but now I have become a golden immortal, my cultivation strength has long been comparable to that of the opponent.He roared angrily, "Om! Ah! What! Ba! Mi! Hum!" He blurted out, and made a seal with his hands, which instantly condensed into a huge golden character "*" and swept towards Zhu Xie.

"Okay!" Zhu Xiezi spun in the air, and suddenly used the Nine Palaces Broken Cloud Step, dodging like a ghost, avoiding the "*" character.

Wuyu sneered, and pinched the Great Bright Mantra again, and the golden "*" swirled around.At the same time, a law like heaven and earth blocked Zhu Xiezi's way, and with his fingers connected, the void finger shot at the ten vital points of Zhu Xie's body like lightning, and the crisp sound of breaking wind was like a thunderbolt.

Zhu Xiezi was also secretly startled, he didn't expect this old monk to have the cultivation of a golden immortal, especially the six-character Buddha mantra, which is like the poison of the tarsus, which is difficult to get rid of for a while.In desperation, he suddenly turned the Nine Palace Broken Cloud Step to the direction of the gate of death, shook his arms, and two unparalleled cold lights shot towards the image of Wuyu Dharma like meteor lightning.

嚏！
"General, Mo Xiejian?" Unexpectedly, the other party would give up the door of life to take the door of death, and took the risk to make a move. When he saw a flash of cold light, he was shocked, and the dharma image retreated violently. It was still delayed for a moment, and there was a sneeze There was a sound, the right sleeve was scratched, and the Buddha mantra lost its mana blessing, and it also dissipated.But what shocked him the most was the origin of these two ancient swords. The swords were like lightning, turning into double dragons, and the general Mo Xie would never change until death!
A strange color flashed in Zhu Xiezi's eyes, and with a move with both hands, the two swords turned into black and white streamers and returned to his hands, and said lightly: "So, there is another misunderstanding about this Maoshan change?"

"Amitabha, that's true. I'm here to track down a Buddhist treasure lost in the temple!" Wu Yu didn't want this man to stop fighting suddenly, looked thoughtfully at the Ganjiang Moxie sword in his hand, and thought: "Is it rumored Is it true? Sin, sin..."

Looking at Zhu Xie again, he felt a little more inexplicable, "It is rumored that Chi, the son of Moxie, would kill himself to avenge his father. Presumably, Zhu Xie is Chi's reincarnation. No wonder the hostility is so heavy. Buddhism, isn't it just in line with the true meaning of my Buddha!"

Zhu Xie naturally didn't know that the old monk was thinking about him, put away his two swords, nodded, and walked towards Maoshan Wanfu Palace without saying a word.

Wu Yu shook his head, it was not easy for Taiping Taoist to protect this person so much, but it was not easy for him to enter Buddhism.

Sanmao Zhenjun saw that the ancestor sent Xie Xie over, all of them had no good face. Firstly, this Xie Xie has a bad reputation, and secondly, Zhongmao Xiaomao just knew that the ghost cave's seven evil spirits were taken away by the blood prison thieves past.However, the visitor is a guest, and the greetings that should be given are still intact.

After a long time, Wuyu began to talk about the theft of the relics from the Thousand Buddhas Temple not long ago. Combined with the phantom of the Buddha that appeared during the day, everyone quickly straightened things out.

"Could it be that the Yin-Yang Sect and the Blood Prison jointly deal with us?" Xiao Maojun said with an ugly face.

Wu Yu frowned: "The Red Eyebrow Army is fighting endlessly with the Xin Dynasty. It stands to reason that the Blood Prison and the Yin-Yang Sect should be hostile forces. Is there any deceit?" Many of Wang Mang's generals are Yin-Yang Sect disciples, and he I am also quite interested in the Yin-Yang Sect's method of dual cultivation and combined membership.

"This matter must have something to do with the Yin-Yang Sect. To tell you the truth, the ghost king of Mang Mountain who was rescued by the evil spirits during the day is an elder of the Yin-Yang Sect!" Mr. Damao said with a determined face, "A nest of evil snakes and rats, No wonder at all!"

"That's right!" Zhu Xie interjected, "I'm going to visit Beiman Mountain!" Without giving Sanmao time to react, he had already drifted away.

Sanmao Zhenjun's complexion changed suddenly, Beiman Mountain is the place where the dragon and tiger celestial masters of the Danding School practiced, and punishing the evil would probably cause trouble if he went there.

Wuyu saw everyone's reaction in his eyes, and felt extremely disdainful in his heart. After reciting the Buddha's name, he also drifted away.

Han Yu naturally didn't know that when he stepped into Beiman Mountain, someone had already found him from Maoshan Mountain.

Beiman Mountain stretches over a wide area. From Baima Mountain to Shenwei Mountain in the west, there are 33 giant peaks that reach the sky. Among them, Cuiyun Peak, where the Danding School is located, is the highest, spanning hundreds of miles from east to west.Although Baiqi's ghost clan is also in Beimang Mountain, it is an inaccessible remote mountain and wild ridge, where there are countless huge tombs. It is exactly: Beiman Mountain is full of old tombs of Luoyang people.

Quietly approaching the huge group of tombs, Han Yu released Bai Qi and other ghosts.But what is a little strange is that Bai Qi, who had already been respectful to him, now had an ugly face, hesitated to speak, and didn't notice that it was Fengyue who secretly pulled Bai Qi.

Han Yuliao and this guy probably wanted to retain some prestige in front of his subordinates, so he didn't think much about it.

Bai Qi looked at the cemetery as if in a lifetime, and sighed, "Wait for me to open the barrier."

Said, the ghost energy in Bai Qi's body flowed like a river flowing into the sea, rushing through the orifice and piercing the veins, with a bang with both hands, he clasped together and pushed horizontally.

On one side, a void shield with nine purple dragon patterns emerged spontaneously, and the nine dragons were ferocious, as if they were fighting for something.

"This is a magic weapon left by Guizu back then - Nine Dragons Ningsha, which requires a Yin-Yang Mirror to open!" Fengyue said, taking out the Yin-Yang Mirror.

Han Yu was dumbfounded. In this way, if he mastered the Yin-Yang mirror, he controlled the secret realm of the ghost clan. It's no wonder that Bai Qi looked bitter and bitter.

At this moment, Han Yu suddenly heard a faint human voice coming from a group of tombs hundreds of meters away.

"Wait, there are people ahead!"

Bai Qi and the ghosts looked at each other, not knowing who would haunt this barren mountain.

Han Yu signaled the ghosts to hide, but he himself dived forward.The voice became clearer and clearer, but due to the jittery wind in the mountain stream, and the sight was blocked by pines, bamboos and vegetation, it was impossible to hear or see clearly.

(End of this chapter)