Chapter 107, Feng Xi Feng Xi, the decline of He De

Feng Xian was silent for a while, and said, "Go back first, she doesn't look right.

Then he wrapped the fire phoenix in the cloak, ready to leave here.

"Where to retreat? You won't be able to get out if you don't break the Demon Realm!" Jue Yin shouted these words with the roar of a big lion, forcing Yunqing's black magic flame back a few meters, and then he quickly slammed down to the ground with a vajra, and condensed again. A golden enchantment came out.

"I'm breaking the Demon Realm, you stop Jumang and that Demon Cultivator." Feng Xian said, golden red feathers covering her body, and her dark blue eyes were like a blazing flame.

"Jumang!?" Jue Yin asked suspiciously, this is the name of the ancient god.

"It's the one with wings." Feng Xian replied hastily, while communicating with Huohuang with his divine soul, he could hardly do anything without Huohuang.

The fire phoenix in his arms woke up with a light hum.

"What's wrong?" She looked at Feng Xian in confusion, the surroundings were dark and she couldn't see anything.

"We are trapped, please order, Wuhuang." Fengxian did not mean to scold at such a critical moment, he gently said to Huohuang.

"Do you want to kill someone?" Huohuang timidly retracted into his arms.

Huohuang has a good heart and doesn't like killing, so he never removes the roots. Huohuang is simply not a battle situation, so he allows Jinghua to control the power. Huohuang is slow and slow in cultivation, so his strength has always been shackled at a very low level. within the range. But he had no choice, and in a chaotic world, not everyone could be like a duck to water.

"If you don't kill it, let's escape." Feng Xian's blue eyes looked gentle and helpless.

"Well...I want to go back." Huohuang's body became hot a little bit, and finally even started to burn like Fenghuo.

"Understood, my phoenix." Feng Xian's veil was burnt off little by little. He pressed the fire phoenix on his chest, feeling that she had lost her human form, flowed into flames, and then turned into a splendid phoenix feather. .

"Fengxian, I'm afraid."

"Fengxian, I don't want to fight."

"Fengxian, I don't want anyone to die anymore."

He heard Huohuang sobbing softly, stretched out his hand and took out the phoenix ling from his arms, his expression was gentle and decisive: "Okay, as you wish."

Feng Xian spread his wings and flew into the air. He held the phoenix feather in his hand and stroked towards the sky. A dim light shone into the pitch-black land, and the Great Sun Pure Land cracked open.

Yun Qing looked at him, patted Aman beside him, and said indifferently, "Kill him."

Amang struck Fengxian in the sky like a blue lightning bolt, but at this time, Jue Yin transformed into a huge golden bell and shouted, "Duh!"

Countless Sanskrit words came out in response and circled around Aman. Aman seemed to be a little dizzy, and he didn't break the line, just followed these Sanskrit words. en8. Yun Qing looked at it, frowned, and stabbed the knife into Jue Yin's golden barrier ruthlessly, only to see countless fine cracks spread out, and a fierce and violent devil's true energy ran along the barrier He rushed straight into Jue Yin's body, and he let out a painful cry, only to feel that the meridians were not blood but magma.

At this time, Feng Xian had already rushed out at the moment when the Great Sun Pure Land was opened, and without turning his head, Jue Yin suddenly felt that he had been fooled. Since he can use this kind of ghost trick to deceive Huohuang, he must be prepared to be left behind.

Yun Qing pointed to the sky with one hand, and the Great Sun Pure Land slowly closed.

"Okay, it's over."

She smiled, black magic flames emerged from her hands, and the magic flames turned into nine cockroaches, and then the nine heads flew into the enchantment of Jue Yin at once. Although these nine panthers are made of flames, they don't look any different from those ancient monsters. The nine mouths are wide open, and they seem to be rushing to eat him.

Just when Jue Yin was in despair, a soft ray of light emerged from the Buddha beads in his hand, blocking the nine-headed pansies.

Yun Qing stopped and looked at the soft light with awe, and saw a monk in white gradually taking shape.

It was just a phantom, but the surging Buddha power in it directly broke through the entire Great Sun Pure Land, and the dim light outside was also considered kind in Jue Yin's eyes. He hurriedly knelt down towards the phantom and said, "Master Zihong!"

This person's appearance is three-fold similar to Jue Luan's body, and probably all Buddhist practitioners are so generous and compassionate. He looked at Yun Qing, and this look made her feel very familiar.

"Is the Heart Sutra still useful like this?" Yun Qing was not afraid of him, but asked rather sincerely.

Zihong nodded and said with a smile, "My avatar can be summoned by reciting my name in my heart."

This should be the perfect version of Jue Luan's physical body that the group of evil cultivators summoned. As long as they think about it, they will naturally give birth to the illusory image of the Buddha. At this time, Zihong seems to have really achieved the holy position, which is not much different from those ancient Buddhist and Taoist masters.

Jue Yin was suffocated when he heard it. The two people were too familiar with each other. Could it be that this demon cultivator and the saint knew each other? He remembered the Buddha's heirloom in the other's hand again, and suddenly felt that the credibility of this guess was much higher.

"I haven't seen you for many years, and I still haven't congratulated Senior Zihong for attaining the Holy Throne." Yun Qing looked magnanimous and upright, not at all like he had just killed a Buddhist disciple.

Jue Yin said in his heart that he really knew him, and he knew him before Zihong master attained Taoism.

Zihong stared at her for a while: "I haven't seen you for many years, and I haven't had time to take back my temple inheritance from you."

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Yun Qing was not afraid at all, she said, "You can naturally try to destroy my foundation."

Zihong smiled: "I don't need to do it, you are destroying your foundation right now."

Yun Qing understood what he was talking about, so he immediately asked for advice humbly: "The murderous intention is deep, the anger is in the body, and I also ask the sage to clarify my doubts, how can I survive this disaster?"

"How about coming to Guiling Temple to recite sutras? After a hundred years, there will be no trace of hostility anymore." Zihong looked serious. Jue Yin was stunned, when did Guiling Temple start accepting female disciples?

Yun Qing shook his head: "It's too slow, even after a hundred years, I've even become a saint, so what kind of anger is there?"

Zihong laughed: "There is no one among the saints today... Oh, there is only one who has attained the Dao for more than a hundred years, you really dare to say that. Is it possible that you have even forgotten the humility I taught you? Is it?"

Yun Qing didn't listen to the second half of his sentence, and asked with interest: "Who has gained the Tao for more than a hundred years?"

"Naturally, it is Ren Sheng Jingli. He is more legendary than you so-called talents in the world. Remember to learn from others."

Jue Yin thought to himself, this magic cultivator is so familiar with the saint, I am afraid he has an extraordinary origin.

Yun Qing smiled, and then brought the topic back to the hostility: "Master Saint, I sincerely ask for advice, and I hope you can point me to a path."

"Stealing the inheritance of my temple and killing the disciples of my temple, you still dare to let me show you a way to survive. It's too good to think." Zihong refused.

"Lord Sage takes saving the lives of the common people as his own responsibility. Naturally, one like me is one. You will never let me kill like this, right?"

Zihong listened, smiled and shook his head: "Moling Sword Tomb, go look there."

Yun Qing cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, the next time you visit your door, you will definitely return the inheritance to your temple. Back then, it was really a last resort."

"Do you have any other troubles besides anger?" Zi Hongruo pointed.

Yun Qing was startled, the other trouble on her should be Aman.

"Remember, the suffocation was caught in the ancient battlefield, so go to find the source of the suffocation in the ancient battlefield, and the other trouble is in the one hundred thousand mountains, so go to Gongsun Nightmare Flower."

Yun Qing thanked solemnly: "Thank you Lord Saint for your guidance."

Gongsun Nightmare Flower, if you guessed correctly, it should be the ancestor of all demons in Yaoque Pagoda. It's strange to say, Yun Qing woke up on the top of Yaoque Pagoda, and took Aman on the endless road of bones for an unknown amount of time before he saw the light of day again. At that time, he didn't even know that apart from them, there were still living creatures in this tower. . Later, when I thought about it carefully, I couldn't remember exactly where the sage slept. How could someone not even notice that someone took the book from the tower? Could it be that he was sleeping too deeply?

Zihong nodded and disappeared into the air. Jue Yin looked at Yun Qing and laughed dryly: "Amitabha, the poor monk has also left."

Yun Qing glanced at him, turned and left. Aman had returned to his normal appearance at this time. He trotted behind Yun Qing and smiled foolishly.

Zihong has mentioned two places one after another, one is the Moling Sword Tomb, and the other is the source of the ancient battlefield's hostility. Are these two places the same place, or is there any connection? If it is the former, Moling Jiange has now avoided the small world. God knows how to find their gate, and even if they find the gate, there is no guarantee that they will not be beaten out. And the latter, isn't the source of the ancient battlefield's hostility the battle that took place thousands of years ago? Could it be that she can think of any way to prevent the Battle of the Heavens from happening?

Just as she was walking and thinking, a golden dragon flew over from the side and approached slowly.

"What happened to you just now?" The dragon girl turned into a human shape and fell to Yun Qing's side. Hu Hanmei, who was on her back, fell down in embarrassment and glared at her.

"Sorry." Yun Qing didn't explain, just apologised to the two of them, and then said, "It's better if you don't follow me next time."

Hu Hanmei sneered: "It's like someone wants to come out with you."

It is true that Hu Hanmei was pulled out by Yun Qingqiang, but Long Nv posted it on her own.

"By the way, who were you fighting just now?" Long Nu asked curiously.

"Guiling Temple, the other party should be Huohuang, but I don't know why Huohuang is with a man." Yun Qing was also a little confused just now, and he couldn't remember clearly.

"That's Feng Xian." Hu Hanmei said.

The dragon girl was curious again: "Phoenix?"

Hu Hanmei looked very disdainful: "Yes, the best auspiciousness in the world."

Yun Qing also heard that her tone was wrong, so she asked, "Is there anything inappropriate?"

"It's not appropriate for a phoenix to exist in this world." Hu Hanmei still had that icy and glamorous look, and he insisted that people lower their posture and ask questions.

It just so happened that the dragon girl met her request: "Why, why, let's talk about it!"

Hu Hanmei sang a song, and her voice was also very beautiful. This song came from a wild and uninhibited taste: "Feng Xi, Feng Xi, and He De's decline! Those who pass by cannot be rebuked, and those who come can still be chased."

The tune sounded familiar, Yun Qing asked, "Is it the poetry of the Gaya Dynasty?"

"You know?" Hu Hanmei always felt that Yun Qing was a guy who only knew how to fight, so he couldn't help being a little surprised.

Yun Qing pondered: "No wonder you said that the phoenix appeared inappropriately. It was originally an auspicious beast of heaven and earth. However, it was a chaotic world and only caused a lot of injustice. That fire phoenix looks like a premature death."

Hu Hanmei also felt the same way. She was sent by the demon saint to guard Jiu Ming City not only because of her beautiful face, but also because of her beautiful face.

Hu Hanmei said: "If you were born in a prosperous world, you would be able to bring the Mianfeng Gallery to the top, but if you were born in a troubled world, you might not live long, because this did not belong to her era. Dao is not suitable for battle. Looking at their sects, the only one who has the courage to lead Mianfenglang to this troubled world is Jinghua. However, her aptitude is limited, her mind is too narrow, and her cultivation is probably only I can stop at the small perfection.”

As she spoke, her expression suddenly darkened again, and she remembered what Yun Qing had said - "I didn't kill you, it was the chaotic world that couldn't tolerate that celestial fox."

That's right, this chaotic world can't hold that Huohuang, nor her.

The way of heaven breathes yin and yang, stretches out the four seasons, comprehends the four poles, the longitude and latitude are perfect, and they are all-encompassing.

But in all things under the Dao of Heaven, and among the vast living beings, those who can achieve the perfection of Dao will be selected by the catastrophe of their own troubled times.

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