Since the team members were all here, there was no need to stay in Shenjia Town. After a little rest, Ning Xiu and his party embarked on the journey again.

Chen Congyun's mount is a gray donkey, which seems ordinary, but according to Ren Qianxing, this is also a strange beast, which Chen Congyun went out to catch and raise.

In terms of footwork, it is not inferior to those heads that Yu Ningxiu and his men brought out from the Beast Control Shop.

Shenjia Town is about 800 miles away from Yunxia Mountain. If you travel overnight, you can arrive in one day.

While idle on the way, Ren Qianxing started chatting with Chen Congyun, talking about interesting things about training in the championship camp.

Ning Xiu suddenly asked, "Since Brother Chen is a ninth rank of music, why didn't he join the Demon Fushi, but was assigned to this remote Shenjia Town as a yamen runner."

Chen Congyun touched the back of his head and said honestly: "I participated in the selection of the Demon Fu Shishi when I was eighteen years old. I still failed to reach the ninth grade, so I was not selected. This has only been a breakthrough in recent years."

"Oh, it's a pity. Cong Yun, like me, has a heart to serve the country and protect the people. It's a pity that things went against their wishes." Ren Qianxing sighed.

Xia Yunsi immediately showed a 'that' expression and finished it: "I think it's a remote place in Shenjia Town, so it's safe to be a yamen runner."

"Hey, Senior Sister Xia, what you said is really, your prejudice against me is too great." Chen Congyun said calmly.

After rushing for eight hundred miles, everyone finally arrived at Yunxia Mountain.

This place was occupied by monsters in the early years, and strangers did not dare to approach it, otherwise the ending would be extremely miserable.

Later, the top third-grade Buddhist monks from Dalingyin Temple came to destroy the demons and evil spirits, which made Yunxia Mountain normal and safe and suitable for people to live in.

Many refugees moved here to build houses in the mountains. Later, in order to shelter the villagers of the eighteen villages in the mountains, Master Chanhui, a fourth-rank monk from Dalingyin Temple, came here to build the temple in person.

It has been years since the blink of an eye.

As soon as he approached the foot of Yunxia Mountain, he saw several villagers carrying baskets walking out of the mountain. Zhengwu immediately turned off Heifeng's back, walked over and clasped his hands and asked, "I have met several donors, may I ask Master Chanhui be safe recently?"

"Master Chanhui, I don't know much. It seems that I haven't seen him for a while." Several villagers replied.

"Amitabha, thank you." Zhengwu nodded and thanked.

After experiencing the incident of Jinzhao Temple, Ning Xiu often instinctively reacts to subconsciously use the spiritual eye viewing technique to observe the surroundings.

This moment was no exception. I quietly observed the villagers in front of me. It would be fine if I didn’t look at it, but I immediately discovered something strange.

I saw that these villagers were surrounded by evil spirits to a greater or lesser extent. Although these evil spirits were very thin, they could not escape Ning Xiu's eyes.

"Ren Qianxing, there is evil spirit in them." Ning Xiu said directly.

Everyone's expressions changed suddenly and they drew out their weapons one after another.

"Search." Ren Qianxinghe ordered his puppet to jump out of the black wind, walked over and grabbed the villagers for physical examination.

"What are you doing?!"

"Let me go, what do you want to do."

As the villagers struggled, Ren Qianxing's puppet quickly found a few things from them, which were the source of the evil spirit.

Ning Xiu looked closely and found that the things were actually black-skin scriptures.

"Abi Sutra?" Seeing the words on the cover of the scripture, Zhengwu couldn't help but frown.

I have been in Dalingyin Temple for many years, but I have never heard of such Buddhist scriptures. The word Abi is not a good meaning.

"Say, where did you get these scriptures?" Ren Qianxing asked.

"It was distributed by the monks and masters in Yunxia Temple. They said that reciting this scripture for a long time will make you live a happy life, be healthy and keep everything going." Looking at Ning Xiu and his men riding strange beasts, wearing weapons.

Several villagers were obviously scared and had to answer timidly.

"Then is it useful for you to recite it?" Ning Xiu asked.

Speaking of this, the villagers immediately became excited and immediately responded: "It's useful, it's really useful. Old Li from the village next to me had a serious illness before and was about to leave. However, after reading this scripture for a few days, he became full of energy and could start working in the fields. Are you serious?

There is only one Buddhist temple in Yunxia Mountain, which is the one built by Master Chanhui. The emergence of this Avici Sutra must have a huge relationship with him.

From the words of these villagers, I am afraid that the eighteen villages in Yunxia Mountain have been distributed this scripture.

In the Da Shang Law Order, it is a very dangerous behavior to compile scriptures to teach the people without authorization. If any problems are found, they will be treated as monsters and imprisoned in the Demon Suppression Prison.

In Ning Xiu's observation, there is evil energy on these Avici meridians, which is a typical problem and the impact is very bad.

"What's going on with Master Chanhui?" Zhengwu couldn't help but mutter.

"Let's go, it's useless to guess here by ourselves. Hurry up and go to Yunxia Temple to find Master Chanhui to ask him what the purpose of asking him to publish such scriptures is." Ren Qianxing said loudly.

Although Master Chanhui has left Dalingyin Temple for many years, his passion for Buddhism and his views on Buddhist scriptures have always been the best in Dalingyin Temple.

Everyone thinks that there is absolutely no problem for him to enter the third level of Buddhism and path, and he may be able to become a holy monk in the first level of Buddhism and path in the future.

So when Zheng Wu knew that the monks from Yunxia Temple actually distributed evil black-skin scriptures to the villagers of Shiba Village, he was very puzzled.

No matter what the reason is, doing such a behavior is a demon. Will a monk like Master Chanhui tolerate the monks under his command do such a thing?

Is he aware of the situation and acquiesce, or is he not at all? Zhengwu's heart was very confused for a moment, just like an idol who had been worshipping for a long time was about to collapse his character.

After several people confiscated the Abigapi meridians carried by the villagers, they continued to head into the mountains.

Soon, their group arrived at the first village in Yunxia Mountain.

The terrain in Yunxia Mountain is extremely rugged and complex, and the mountain roads are twists and turns. Except for a dirt road connecting eighteen villages, there is no other road to enter the mountain.

Yunxia Temple is built in the 18th village deepest in the mountains. In other words, if Ning Xiu and his party want to arrive at Yunxia Temple, they must first pass through seventeen villages.

"You said Master Chanhui would have fallen halfway, then what if he really became a demon? With his strength as a fourth level of Buddhism, we are simply not his opponent. I think we might as well go back first and report the Abi Sutra to the Demon Fusi and ask them to send a strong man who can match Master Chanhui. This is more appropriate."

Just when everyone was not talking, Chen Congyun couldn't help but say.

Ning Xiu nodded silently. This is indeed a solution.

Although I can't beat the fourth level of Buddhism and Taoism, I still don't have much problem trying to escape, but it's not certain that Ren Qianxing and other people are.

But it is also mysterious. The monks in Dalingyin Temple have always ignored the temptation of external things and material things. Will they fall into depravity halfway?

Zhengwu immediately shouted loudly: "Don't talk nonsense. Master Chanhui is a person who can attain the first-class holy monk. How could he fall into depravity halfway?"

Chen Congyun silently reached out and took out a human skin mask from his arms and put it on his face, and took out a wig.

Ren Qianxing asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"

Chen Congyun replied: "When you see the opportunity, everyone will act. Whenever something is wrong, I will shrink the ground and escape. Now change the side face first, so as not to lose halfway and become a demon. When you see my true face, you will look for me to silence me."

When he said this, he made obvious changes in his voice. He was really clever and had a very complete disguise.

Kick!

Hearing another skeleton blew in Chen Congyun's body, his size began to shrink, at least four inches shorter than before, and his back began to become hunched.

Ning Xiu: "..."

Ren Qianxing: "..."

Xia Yunsi: “…”

Good guy, Ning Xiu called him good guy, and just as Xia Yunsi said on the road before, this guy is really cautious and slutty.

This time he was willing to go out to Yunxia Mountain with Ren Qianxing. In Ning Xiu's words, maybe Ren Qianxing had really blocked an atomic bomb for him once, otherwise how could such a big favor make Chen Congyun willing to leave Shenjia Town?

When I looked at the village with the spiritual eye viewing technique, I could see the evil spirits in the entire village lingering. Their vigorousness was so strong that a black first-grade black lotus platform condensed above the village.

This lotus platform slowly floats over the village and rotates. Every breath absorbs the evil spirit emitted from the village, thus growing stronger.

"This..." Ning Xiu looked surprised. Your mother's iron evidence is as strong as a mountain. Master Chanhui has really fallen into depravity halfway and hasn't run away.

How could any monk with a fourth-grade Buddhist monk not notice such a bad situation in the Eighteenth Village? There is no need to say more about who is behind the scenes.

Even if Ren Qianxing and others do not have pupil techniques such as the Spiritual Eyes and Qi Contemplation Technique, they can clearly feel something wrong in the village.

"What a strong evil spirit." Chen Congyun said.

When the group walked into the village, they could hear faint sounds of chanting scriptures everywhere, and the toothless old lady sitting under the big tree at the entrance of the village was chanting.

The child wearing a hundred-year-old lock on his neck is chanting, and some young and middle-aged people are chanting, which looks no different from being obsessed with the devil.

Every time they recite the scriptures, the black lotus platform above the village will grow a little stronger, and they don’t know what the black lotus platform is for.

"Don't go to Yunxia Temple for now. Someone has to come out of the mountain to report the situation here to the sili. I'm afraid that the situation in Yunxia Mountain is not something we can solve." Ning Xiu said with a serious expression.

"Okay, leave this to me, I'll go now." Chen Congyun agreed instantly, jumped up and planned to use his slimming ground to leave the place.

But he never thought that Ren Qianxing grabbed him and said, "No, these villagers were fooled by scriptures. Your musical ability can help them recover. Just let the senior sister report the message, you can't leave."

Chen Congyun's expression suddenly collapsed: "I am just a ninth grade of music, and my ability is still weak."

"I don't have to worry about this kind of thing. Go and try it out quickly and find a villager to come and play a flute for him." Ren Qianxing turned to Xia Yunsi and said, "Senior sister, please go out for a trip."

Xia Yunsi nodded: "Okay."

After saying that, she rode the Heihu back the same way and ran away quickly outside the mountain.

"I'll go find a few villagers to ask about the situation." Ning Xiu turned over and jumped off the back of the iron-eating beast, and walked towards a house not far away.

Before he entered the house, he could hear the sound of chanting from the house standing outside the door. Ning Xiu walked in. An old woman who was chanting the scriptures in the house stopped immediately and looked at Ning Xiu with some confusion.

But I haven't been to the Demon-Fuwei in my village for a long time.

"Auntie, did you send this sutra from Yunxia Temple?" Ning Xiu asked after finding a chair and sat down.

"Yes, it was all sent by the monks and masters themselves. It is good for the body to insist on reciting every day."
To be continued...