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Hearing that voice, the monk's face was distorted, as if he was in great pain.

"It's useless for you to fall into a dream, but three ordinary people, no one will believe you."

The Buddhist beads in the monk's hands were turned, and a faint light of Buddha was scattered.

"They don't believe it, but it doesn't mean others don't believe it." Youyuan's voice sounded again: "The Fumo Temple in the Northern Territory and the Tianshi Palace in the Western Xinjiang are all big sects that eliminate demons and defend Taoism. When they hear this story, they will definitely come to investigate."

"Go ahead, drag those three people here and let me devour them. I haven't tasted human blood for a long time..."

Hearing this, the monk's expression became even more painful. He stopped the rosary in his hand, stretched out his hand, and swiped his wrist on the stone wall under his feet. Blood dripped and flowed along the stone wall.

"Haha, not enough, not enough..."

...

A quarter of an hour later, You Yuan's voice disappeared, the monk got up, and walked out of the backyard with a pale face.

"Who!"

Just after leaving the hospital, Xu Cheng standing quietly in front of the door made him exclaim.

After seeing Xu Cheng's face clearly by the moonlight, he said in a low voice with displeasure: "Benefactor, the poor monk has already said before, don't come to the backyard."

Xu Cheng chuckled lightly, and said lightly: "I am not a benefactor, and you are not a poor monk."

Xu Cheng's words shocked the monk, and he stared at Xu Cheng with wide eyes.

A golden light shone from Xu Cheng's fingertips, turning into a gently rotating and floating talisman.

"I am the Tao, you are the devil."

Hearing Xu Cheng's words, the monk was stunned there, and after a long time, he said in a low voice: "You are a Taoist from Tianshi Palace, right? In this Tianxuan world, only Tianshi Palace and the way of talismans are left."

Xu Cheng nodded and said, "It seems that he is a very knowledgeable senior in the way of magic."

The monk sighed lightly, clasped his hands together, whispered the Buddha's name, and then said in a low voice, "Can you not kill me?"

Do not kill me?

Xu Cheng looked at the monk strangely.

You are the devil, I am the Tao, let me not kill you?

If it was someone else, they might laugh out loud when they heard this sentence.

"Give me a reason."

Xu Cheng spoke lightly.

Although he kept Zi Ling by his side, it didn't mean he was close to the Demon Dao.

The many murders committed by those possessed by demons in the Demon Suppressing Tower are all caused by the manipulation of magic.

Demons are the most untouchable in the world.

"Although I am a demon, I have never hurt anyone."

the monk said in a low voice.

"Then what about the monks in Yunruo Temple?" Xu Cheng said coldly.

Hearing his words, the monk opened his mouth, but finally just let out a low sigh, and then closed his eyes.

"Then who lives under the ginkgo tree?"

One word from Xu Cheng made the monk look up.

"You know everything?"

"My Tianshi Palace pays attention to eliminating evil and doing everything. If you don't tell me, I don't mind going there after beheading you."

The talisman in Xu Cheng's hand shone with aura.

"You are a real celestial master..."

The monk turned his head, glanced at the yard behind him, and sighed softly, "That's my master."

Yunruo Temple is an ancient Buddhist school, practicing martial arts and Zen, and suppressing demons.

Under the thousand-year-old ginkgo tree, there is an ancient demon.

A hundred years ago, Master Xuanming, the abbot of Yunruo Temple, began to recite scriptures under the ginkgo tree every day in order to influence the devil.

This sitting is a six-year-old.

The devil was finally influenced and worshiped Xuanming as his teacher.

"You mean, you are the demon who was influenced, who is under the tree? Xuan Ming?"

This monk is the devil, and he calls the person under the tree to be the master, so the person under the tree can only be Xuan Ming.

Xu Cheng was a little surprised, since the devil can be influenced, then Master Xuanming should be a master of Taoism, why is he under the tree instead?

"Master recited sutras every day in order to influence me. In the end, I was influenced by him and worshiped him as my teacher. He named me Kongxuan."

Monk Kongxuan showed a complex emotion in his eyes.

"What I didn't expect was that Master was obsessed with saving me. When I transcended, it was when he became demon..."

Can it still be like this?

The world is so big, there are so many wonders. Xu Cheng also sighed in his heart.

This master Xuanming practiced all his life, with the idea of ​​saving the devil, but in the end he fell into the path of the devil himself.

"Master, he devoured all the monks in Yunruo Temple, and devoured the village until there was no one living within a hundred miles or so."

"I saw my master fell into a demon in the ground, and I was suffering infinitely, so I lied to him that I had the body of a demon god, but King Kong is not bad, so I asked him to swap bodies with me."

Kong Xuan looked at Xu Cheng, and said with a sad smile: "I feed Master with my own flesh and blood every day, so that he can live. Now, it's time to be liberated."

Xuanming transformed him into one year, and he fed Xuanming with flesh and blood for thirty years.

At this moment, Xu Cheng became more curious about what magic is.

At least the demon in front of him is not the same as the one he knew before.

"Why were you suppressed here?"

A demon who can be influenced can feed Xuanming people with flesh and blood for thirty years, so his nature should not be bad.

"Thousands of years ago, the Righteous Way of the Profound Sky World suddenly took action, suppressing all demon cultivators, and then arranged a large formation to seal off the spiritual energy of the Profound Sky World. We demon cultivators are the foundation of the formation."

Monk Kongxuan looked at Xu Cheng: "This Tianxuan world is a large demon sealing formation, in which countless demon cultivators are sealed."

I see.

There is no right or wrong, just because you are a demon cultivator, you will be banned.

"Then, what will happen if this large formation is damaged?"

Thinking of the collapse of the sealed town on Yuntai Mountain, Xu Cheng frowned.

Monk Kongxuan was slightly stunned, then he whispered the Buddha's name and lowered his head.

what will happen?

unimaginable.

Xu Cheng thought for a while and said, "This talisman is for you. It can suppress the evil spirit at critical moments."

He raised his hand and threw the talisman to Kong Xuan.

"You won't kill me?"

Kong Xuan took the talisman and said in a daze.

"It's just a thought to kill you. If you don't do evil, why should I kill you?"

After Xu Cheng finished speaking, his figure drifted away and disappeared.

"Tianshi Palace, Tianshi, amazing..." Kong Xuan sighed softly while holding the talisman.

The clone dissipated, and Xu Cheng, who was sitting cross-legged in the wing room, opened his eyes, thought for a while, took out a pen and paper, copied "Vajra Fuhu Fist" and put it on the table.

Since Kongxuan is going to be a monk, let him be a monk who can inherit the mantle of Yunruo Temple.

If he dares to do evil, he will suppress it again.

Early the next morning, when Kong Xuan came to see him off, Xu Cheng and the others had already left and went straight back to Tianshi Palace.

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In Nanhuang, Qin Hongyi, who was sitting cross-legged in the Yaodao Hall, suddenly changed his expression.

"Which fellow daoist is joking with Hong Yi?"

She raised her hand and pressed it in the distance, and a blue light shot out.

"boom--"

A golden fist shadow collided with the blue light.

"Human Emperor Ji Wujiang?"

Qin Hongyi looked dignified, looking at the figure that emerged.

"I haven't seen you for decades, Hong Yi, your cultivation hasn't improved much."

With his hands behind his back, Ji Wujiang in a black robe paced forward.

"You are not in your Zhongzhou Dachu, what are you doing in my Southern Wilderness?"

Qin Hongyi was on guard all over, and snorted coldly.

"My third son said that he met some monsters in Xijiang who intercepted and killed the little celestial master in the celestial master's palace, so let me ask."

Before the discolored Qin Hongyi could speak, Ji Wujiang said to himself, "Hongyi, you are so lonely in this hall, why don't you follow me to Zhongzhou."

"How about being my concubine?"