Mortal Bones

"I am Xu Taiping. Master Xuanzhi, since you have made up your mind, please come with me."

Xu Taiping nodded.

"Thank you for taking me in."

Monk Xuanzhi was very happy.

"I looked at the map. After bypassing the blood rain forest and reaching the border of Xiliang, I have to stay in Fengming Mountain for a while. I can't accompany you to Xinghua Village."

Xu Taiping took out the map and took a look.

This Fengming Mountain is exactly the destination of his trip.

As long as the earth fruit is planted on the mountain, Fairy Lingyue will fall asleep in it, and the page book will no longer be able to sense her breath.

"There are no more evil creatures between Fengming Mountain and Xinghua Village. I can handle it myself."

Monk Xuanzhi nodded with a warm smile.

"Oh, there is another question."

Xu Taiping suddenly remembered something and immediately asked the monk Xuanzhi:

"If the group of people ahead are in trouble, will you and I save them or not?"

Monk Xuanzhi thought about it, then put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name:

"It depends on fate."

Xu Taiping grinned when he heard it.

The little monk can say this, which at least shows that he is not the kind of pedantic person who wants to save everyone.

But just as the two set out for the Blood Rain Forest, Xu Taiping discovered another problem-

This little monk is actually walking with his back to the body.

"Master Xuanzhi, why do you walk with your back to the body?"

Xu Taiping asked puzzledly.

"This is the rule of Yunyin Temple. If you meet the west, you can't do it. If you really want to go to the west, you can only walk with your back to the body."

Monk Xuanzhi put his hands together awkwardly.

"I see."

Xu Taiping nodded.

Since he started practicing, he has seen many monks who act strangely, and he is no longer surprised.

Moreover, although Xuanzhi looked thin and weak, his leg strength was not bad. Even if he walked with his back to his body, his leg strength was not inferior to Xu Taiping who walked with the body movement of "a world away from a stone".

In this way, Xu Taiping didn't care about Xuanzhi walking with his back to his body.

...

At night.

Sangmu Valley at the entrance of the Blood Rain Forest.

Although they were rushing at the fastest speed, it was still completely dark when they arrived here. Xu Taiping had to rest here with Monk Xuanzhi.

The Blood Rain Forest at night was the world of monsters and demons. Even the monks of the Transformation Realm dared not to trespass.

However, when Xu Taiping lit the bonfire and saw the scene on the cliff opposite under the reflection of the bonfire, his scalp suddenly numbed.

"Why is it here?"

Xu Taiping frowned as he looked at the cliff.

There was actually no special pattern on the cliff. There was only a poem engraved on it, which should have been left by a sword cultivator passing by.

But the problem is that this cliff and this poem just happened to appear in the disaster scene seen by his left eye.

Regarding the scene of the sixth disaster, his left eye saw a total of three.

One is the ruins of the temple in the jungle.

One is the lotus on the sleeve of the little monk.

The other is the cliff in front of him.

However, in the scene seen by his left eye, the words on the cliff are constantly bleeding, and these oozing blood will turn into a woman after gathering at the foot of the mountain.

Wherever this woman passes, both men and women will turn into a mummified corpse and be sucked away by her.

"That is the female ghost transformed by the mandrill spirit."

Just as Xu Taiping was thinking hard about what the ghost in the picture was, the voice of Fairy Lingyue sounded in his mind for the first time in a long time.

"Sister Lingyue, are you awake?"

Xu Taiping asked in his heart with some surprise.

"Well, but in order to suppress the mark on the back of your hand, my spiritual essence is depleting more and more, and I have to save some strength just in case, so I have to sleep again after a cup of tea." Fairy Lingyue said. "I understand." Xu Taiping nodded, and then sat down in front of the bonfire. "The mandrill itself can't cause much harm to the cultivator, but the mandrill like the one you see with your left eye, which can transform into a human form and cast spells, has at least 800 years of cultivation." "Such an existence is almost equivalent to a cultivator in the realm of transformation, and it is very difficult for you to deal with it now." "But this kind of demon transformed by the spirit will be bound by the laws of heaven even if it has cultivated for thousands of years." "For example, this mandrill, if it wants to absorb the essence of humans, it must first make your mind waver, otherwise it can't do it even if it is powerful." Hearing this, Xu Taiping was slightly relieved. However, Fairy Lingyue's next words made him feel nervous again--

"But from the picture you saw with your left eye, you were not injured or killed after the mandrill appeared, so I guess that the mandrill may not come for you."

Although Fairy Lingyue was sleeping, she could still sense everything happening in the outside world.

After hearing this, Xu Taiping immediately turned his head to look at the little monk who was skillfully cooking porridge on the opposite side of the campfire.

"Sister Lingyue, do you want to say that this mandrill came because of this little monk?"

Xu Taiping asked tentatively in his heart.

"The lineage of ascetics cultivates the power of creation, and this power of creation is an irresistible delicacy for mountain spirits, ghosts and monsters. The power of creation can enlighten their intelligence and allow them to truly practice like humans."

"And the millet and gold and silver that this little monk obtained from begging in Nanchu for three years are all stained with pure power of creation." Fairy Lingyue explained.

"So, Sister Lingyue, do you want to say that I actually brought a disaster with me into the Blood Rain Forest? Next, there will be more monsters similar to this mandrill spirit that will be attracted to him?"

Xu Taiping asked with a bit of shock on his face.

"That's true, but luckily you brought him with you."

"Why do you say that?"

"If you let him go into the mountain alone, the power of creation in him will be eaten up by the monsters in the mountain. With your luck, you will definitely encounter these monsters and monsters that have swallowed the power of creation and become extremely powerful. , then it will not be a narrow escape, but ten deaths and no life.”

After hearing what Fairy Lingyue said, Xu Taiping suddenly thought:

"So, if I want to break this sixth calamity, I have to protect this little monk?"

"That's right."

Fairy Lingyue responded, and then continued:

"Moreover, your encounter with this little monk may seem like a disaster, but in fact, there is a blessing in the misfortune."

"Where is the blessing?"

Xu Taiping asked with some confusion.

"The power of creation can not only enlighten monsters, but also restrain monsters. It's just that the inheritance of Youyuntian Buddhism has been cut off, and this little monk doesn't know how to use it."

"But, your sister, I can!"

Fairy Lingyue said slightly proudly.