After Mu Huayang sent away the Heavenly Lord Wuyou, he wanted to visit his mentor and his uncles again. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, the real people had already left without a trace, and even the fellow disciples were missing. Only a few disciples in front of the mountain were still guarding their posts.

Master, when will you forgive me? Mu Huayang bent his knees and knelt before the mountain gate, feeling extremely painful. Master, Master, I know that I am wrong, please give me a chance. If my master can be taken back to the disciple, I am willing to do anything.

Teacher, I have received your teachings and always keep in mind the precepts in the palace and never dare to forget them. But I miss you and Yunluo Palace, please give me mercy. Mu Huayang kept mumbling with his thoughts. At this time, the red sun sets west, and he has been kneeling for an hour without realizing it.

Just as Mu Huayang's heart was waving and secretly repenting, he suddenly felt a move in his heart and quickly raised his handsome face. Feng Xueleng was standing behind him quietly, not knowing how long he had been waiting.

You get up. Feng Xueleng faces Mu Huayang, but his pretty face is still covered in frost. Senior sister, but my mentor calls me? A glimmer of hope arose in Mu Huayang's heart.

Get up first and talk about it, are you not kneeling enough for hard stones and hard soil? Fengxue cold words of blame showed a hint of distress. As soon as he said, he felt that it was inappropriate. How could he say this? He couldn't help but feel confused for a moment.

Hearing the senior sister's words, Mu Huayang slowly stood up with his knees, looked at the wind and snow in front of him, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Why do you keep looking at me? Turn your face aside, Feng Xueleng's pretty face became even colder. Senior sister, I, Mu Huayang, became silly. What about me? If there is nothing else, Senior sister will leave. Feng Xueleng turns around and wants to leave.

Senior sister, you haven’t said what to do with me, but the mentor sent me? Mu Huayang was anxious for a moment. Feng Xueleng’s pretty face turned red in an instant after hearing this. He was all over Mu Huayang, and he forgot what Yuxu Zhenren said. Fortunately, he turned his back to Mu Huayang, otherwise he wouldn’t have been laughed to death.

This is a secret letter from the head teacher. Feng Xueleng took out the letter and didn't look back, but shook his hand and threw it behind him, and then ran back to the mountain like flying.

Mu Huayang reached out to catch the letter, opened it carefully and looked carefully. After reading it, his heart sank and hurriedly drove the escape light and flew towards the chaotic mountain. What exactly is the content of this letter that makes Mu Huayang so anxious?

It turned out that this letter was a decree given to Mu Huayang by Yuxu, who asked him to go to Luankong Mountain quickly because Zen Master Zhikong of Shangqing Temple had already devoted all the strength of the temple to find Long Xuanying, the leader of the Netherworld Underworld, and wanted to fight to the death with the Netherworld Underworld.

Why is this? How did Shangqing Temple make a feud with the Netherworld? The reason for this starts with the judging of Liao Jiuyou.

Since the Nine Evil Judgment saw Long Xuanying ascend to the throne of the Netherworld, he hated that his teeth were so angry that he couldn't calm down. He wanted to kill Long Xuanying, so he racked his brains to come up with a clever plan. After thinking about it all, he felt that there was no loophole. Liao Jiuyou immediately ran to the place of the Shura Wanyin King in Hell and reported it to him in detail.

The Valley Master, who has recently fought with Yunluo Palace, has suffered consecutive defeats, and his subordinates are deeply ashamed. After exploring the cause of his failure, his subordinates thought hard and came up with a plan. Ask the Valley Master to consider whether it is feasible, Liao Jiuyou looked flattering.

OK, Deputy Director Liao is really concerned about my Hell Valley, so please tell me. A trace of sinister flashed in the eyes of King Shura Wanyin of Hell.

The Valley Master, the enemy of several places today, is the most powerful force of the Yuxu Thief Dao in Yunluo Palace. Before the Valley Master becomes a **, we will ignore him. The most hateful person is Lu Laogui. The Yunluo Palace fights. If he hadn't interfered with it, we would have already won a great victory, so we should first attack him in the Netherworld.

Master of the Valley, at this time, Old Gui Lu was not in the turbulent mountain. Only Long Xuanying and four dragon envoys were in charge of the Netherworld. This was the best time for us to kill him first and not leave him alone. Liao Jiuyou looked murderous.

Deputy Director Liao’s analysis was very correct. We will destroy his Netherworld, kill Long Xuanying, and let Old Gui Lu taste the taste. However, I am practicing the supreme ** and have no time to go there. I don’t know who the deputy Director should send to be competent. The King of Wanyin asked clearly.

Haha, Master of Valley, you are the master of the Valley. Why do you need to go there in person for such trivial matters? Just leave them to your subordinates. When the subordinates give him a plan to kill two birds with one stone, they will fight for both sides first. Isn’t it beautiful for us to reap the benefits of the fisherman? Liao Jiuyou is full of confidence.

Why is Deputy Director Liao killed two birds? King Wanyin is full of expectations. Please listen to his subordinates slowly. Liao Jiuyou smiled treacherously and continued: "I will dress up as Long Xuanying and the four dragon envoys tonight and fly to Shangqing Temple on Yuquan Mountain. I will pick up the monks in his temple first, slaughter dozens of them, so that he can get rid of his own hands and feet."

Then, some marks from the Netherworld Palace were left and the old bald donkey in Zhikong came to Luankong Mountain. When Shangqing Temple and Netherworld Palace fought to the point where both sides suffered losses, I gathered all the good players in Hell Valley to wipe out both factions in one fell swoop.

Deputy Guzhu Liao is really my think tank, and you are fully responsible for the manpower this time. In addition, Tiantai, Shanximen Daxian and his wife are the best players. If you can invite the Daxian and his wife to go with you, wouldn’t the deputy have increased the chance of winning?

Report to the master of the valley, Elder Wen, who has completed his cultivation and has returned to the valley. With Elder Wen such a wonderful person, how could the Great Immortal Ximen come to help? Hahaha, the deputy director is indeed superior, so let's do what the deputy director said. The two demons laughed at each other.

If you give me advice, why don’t you do it? As long as you are loyal to me, you will be alone in this Hell Valley. If you dare to have two hearts, your good days will come to an end.

The King of Shura Wanyin of Hell, looking at Liao Jiuyou's distant back, was secretly proud, then looked up at Shichen and walked quickly towards the ghost room. Don't you know that the thought of Jiuyou's evil judgment is more meticulous and vicious than him, and a huge conspiracy has already come true.

In the ghost room, two demon spirits were entangled by four black silk, and they were still shrill and roaring. Especially the ghost spirit, their magic was really extraordinary. Even though they were under the ban of the Wanyin King, they still couldn't resist.

Bi Qi, how dare you not listen to my decrees? Why don’t you go to the two spirits to unite? If you dare to resist again, be careful that I use Yin Fire to refine your soul. You must know that no one in my soul refining** can bear it yet, and the King of Ten Thousand Yin will not resist the intimidation.

Unexpectedly, Biqi ignored it and raised his hand to release a tent of ghost fire and shot it at the King of Wanyin. Biqi, if you dare to attack me, then let you taste the pain of my soul refining. The King of Wanyin was furious, and his left hand raised, and a black light flashed like lightning. Biqi was firmly covered, and his head was turned over and could not move at all.

Immediately afterwards, the middle finger of Wanyin King flicked his right hand, and a tent of red strange fire flew out quietly, like a spiritual snake, drilling in and out of Biqi's seven orifices. The raging flames kept burning, making Biqi scream.

This red strange fire is the yin fire refined by the King of Ten Thousand Yins. It is called the Red Flame Burning Ghost Fire. It is specially used for sacrifice and refining souls and magic weapons. It is really amazing. Once burned by this fire, no matter how powerful you have, you can't stand it.

After a moment, the ghost spirit Biqi had been burned by Yinhuo and his whole body was red. He grinned, his ugly face became even more ferocious, and even his tone of speaking changed a lot.

Looking at another evil spirit, seeing that the ghost spirit was tortured by this soul refining torture, it was so scared that it was like a sieve. It knelt aside but did not dare to say anything. It only destined the King of Ten Thousand Yin, and its face was filled with fear.

Master, please spare me, Master, please spare me, Biqi has already given up and asked Master not to refine my soul, and all my wishes are only followed by Master's order. Although Biqi is fierce and fierce, Wuru's yin fire is too vicious, and he is so frightened that he has to beg for mercy.

Bi Qi, if I had known that today, why would I have been punished by the soul refining punishment? Well, since you begged me, I will spare your life. If you dare to offend your superiors again, your soul will be scattered. The King of Wanyin raised his hand to retract the red flame and burn the ghost fire.

Your two spirits obey our decrees and quickly join together without any mistakes. At a moment, I will use the supreme ** to guide you to come to my body, unite with my Yuanling, practice magic together, and then enjoy those years of age.

However, if you want to be loyal to me, you must obey my soul's instructions and work together to fight the enemy. Otherwise, you will expel you and others from your body, and then refine your soul, so that you will no longer have the chance to be a ghost. The King of Wanyin has a gloomy face and is afraid of others.

As soon as the King of Wanyin finished speaking, the two demon spirits were already roaring and wobbled. For a moment, they flew east and west, and then circled up and down, and the ghost shadows overlapped and unclear. After half an hour, they heard a ghost cry, and the two demon spirits finally merged into one.

Seeing this, King Wanyin was overjoyed and hurriedly sat cross-legged, pinched the mark with his left hand and used magic with his right hand. A black light wrapped around the demon spirit and flew towards him. At this time, the Heavenly Gate also opened instantly. The demon spirit let out a shrill long roar and instantly penetrated into it.

Seeing the demon spirit entering its original body, King Wanyin immediately practiced according to the principles of the Demon Immortal Art. On the other hand, he saw a group of gray and pale light qi spiraling from his body, gradually filling the entire ghost room, and gradually covering the valley of Hell. Over the entire Black Wind Mountain, the clouds of sorrow were filled with strange fog, and it never dissipated for a long time, causing the world to fall into gray and white.

Senior Brother Abbot, this Demon Sect is the Demon Sect. Although the Netherworld Ghost King Lu Tianye has joined my Buddha, his disciple Long Xuanying is still the Demon Heart. Somehow, he sneaked into the lower courtyard of our temple last night and killed 17 of my disciples.

This is the fatal point of Pufang's disciple. Please check carefully with the abbot. The first Zen Master Zhibo of the Precepts Hall, pointed to the throat of the disciple Pufang under his seat, and the voice of his breath trembled.

Amitabha Buddha, Zen Master Zhikong opened his eyes and saw a claw shadow at the throat of the Pu Fang, and the claw shadow was still dark and shiny, so he couldn't help but blurt out: "Ghost Hand of the Netherworld."

What the abbot saw was exactly the same. This was the unique technique of the ghost king Lu Tianye of the underworld, and outsiders definitely did not. Now that the ghost king is practicing Buddhism in the Tanggula Mountains, only the little thief Long Xuanying has this method. I don’t look for anyone. The Zen Master Zhiyuan, the head of the Prajna Hall, looked ashen.

Please look here, Senior Brother Abbot, Zen Master Zhi stretched out his hand and pointed to Pu Xian who had been dead for a long time. Zen Master Zhikong turned his eyes and suddenly felt shocked and a question arose.

I saw Pu Xian cut into two pieces by the flying sword. From the wound, it seemed that there was a pale phosphorescence flash and accompanied by evil spirits. I seemed to have seen such an evil sword myself, but I couldn't remember it for a moment.

The abbot's senior brother and the nephew Puxian were killed by the evil sword. Judging from the monk, is it because of the four dragon envoys in the underworld? According to the disciple who escaped the disaster by chance, he seemed to have seen the Huanglong envoy Chang Bufan.

Oh, do you think this is true? Call that disciple to come soon. I have something to ask him. Zen Master Zhikong gave instructions.

After a moment, the disciple had arrived in front of him, waiting for the abbot to ask questions with a sad expression. Nephew, the person you saw was Huanglong envoy Chang Bufan? Zen Master Zhikong asked softly.

Report to the abbot, the disciples patrolled the lower courtyard of the temple last night. Suddenly, a yellow shadow flashed. The demon had already released the flying sword. Senior Brother Puxian could not dodge and was cut in half.

The disciple looked carefully through the moonlight and saw that the demon man was wearing yellow clothes and looked very like Chang Bufan. However, the moonlight was a little unclear, and the disciple could not see it clearly. Please don’t blame him.

My nephew, you have been lucky enough to survive this disaster. My uncle is too late to be happy for you. How could you blame you? Go down and rest.

After the disciple left, Zen Master Zhikong pondered for a moment and then said, "Junior Brother Zhibo, in recent days, you will preside over everything in the temple on behalf of me. I led four junior brothers and all my disciples to go to Luankong Mountain for a walk and ask Long Xuanying for an explanation."

I am obeying the laws of the senior brother, but I should be more careful when I go there to avoid being tricked by the demon. Zen Master Zhibo clasped his hands together to show his respect. Well, I remembered it. Zen Master Zhikong said that, and led Yigan people and others to the outside of the temple.

In front of the Netherworld Gate of Luankong Mountain, Zen Master Zhikong led a hundred monks to wait for the battle. Long Xuanying, the leader of the Netherworld Gate, led the four dragon envoys and dozens of sects, also appeared one after another, and was walking towards the Zen Master with a smile.

The old Zen master is fine. The younger Long Xuanying greets the Zen master. This is not a place to entertain guests. Please ask all the Zen masters to accompany the younger room to wait for tea. Long Xuanying bowed to Zen Master Zhikong and others.

You don’t have to be polite to the Dragon Master. I didn’t inform the leader of the abruptness of my visit. It was really rude. But I didn’t understand something, so I wanted to ask the leader for an explanation. I wonder if the leader can do it?

Why is the old Zen master unsolvable? Long Xuanying looked at Zen Master Zhikong with a confused look on his face. Master Long, the night before yesterday, all 17 disciples in the lower courtyard of Shangqing Temple in Yuquan Mountain were killed. The throat of the deceased were marked by the leader's unique technique "Ghost Hand".

Moreover, there were disciples who saw the dragon envoy of the sect, Chang Bufan, appear in my lower courtyard. I wonder what the leader explained? Zen Master Zhikong asked.

What the old Zen master said is the truth, and what evidence is there to prove that it was done by the younger generation? The younger generation and the four dragon envoys have been discussing academic affairs in the teachings and have never left this chaotic mountain. Please ask the Zen master to find out, and it is not too late to ask the younger generation for their crimes. Long Xuanying was already a little angry at this time.

Master Long, I have always been open-minded and never deceived others. If the leader of the Underworld Ghost Hand had not witnessed, I would never have come to make things difficult for the leader. Zen Master Zhikong's righteous words also made Long Xuanying confused.

The old Zen master, the younger generation has always admired Zen masters. It is precisely because the Zen master is highly respected that the younger generation treats each other with courtesy.

If you want to say that this ghost hand is not used by other people except the master and younger generation, this matter is really strange. If the master is here, you can also ask clearly. However, the master is now practicing in seclusion in Tanggula Mountain, and it is difficult for the younger generation to meet.

The Dragon Sect Master is worthy of being the leader of the sect, and his kung fu is indeed amazing. Since the Netherworld Ghost Hand is owned by your master and disciple, then, is it necessary to say that person who appears in the lower courtyard of our temple?

Besides, some disciples in our temple have seen the Huanglong envoy Chang Bufan. What do you explain this? Zen Master Zhiyuan was already in anger.

Old Zen Master Zhiyuan, since you see Chang Bufan committing crimes, come out and arrest people. You will never say that you bully the small ones with the big ones. Chang Bufan, wearing yellow clothes, flew out of the crowd and stood proudly opposite Zen Master Zhiyuan.

Huanglong envoy, although we are the last one to learn, we are still strong and strong. Since we have never done anything harmful to others, why are we afraid? Zen Master Zhiyuan is determined to give you advice, so you can do it. My younger generation is not bullied by others. Long Xuanying couldn't help but get angry when he saw Zen Master Zhiyuan being aggressive.

Okay, Huanglong envoy, since your tutor has issued an order, then you and I will see the truth. I am the best monk who is better than you and will not take advantage of you. I will fight you and both of you with one person. Zen Master Zhiyuan pointed his hand and pointed to Fan Changsheng.

Haha Brother Chang, since you are the great Zen master who is looking at me, don’t say that I will compete with you, let’s show my ugly side together. Wulong made Fan Changsheng laugh and walked to Chang Bufan’s side. One of them sacrificed the Wulong sword and the other sacrificed the Yellow Dragon sword. Two rays of light flew towards Zen Master Zhiyuan like meteors.

The four dragon envoys were indeed extraordinary. I really gained knowledge. Zen Master Zhiyuan shook his monk's robe, and the thunder sound of subduing the demons snatched the golden light, facing the sword light of the two.

This thunder sound is a Buddhist magic weapon. This treasure is extremely ancient and sharp, about three feet and three inches long, and is neither a sword nor a sword. As soon as it is used, it emits ten feet of golden light. The thunder sounds rumbled, blocking the flying swords of the two dragon envoys together.

However, the Yellow Dragon Sect Chang Bufan and the Oolong Sect Fan Changsheng are not ordinary people. The two teamed up to cooperate just right, and the two flying swords also flashed with the precious light and flew up and down, and fought with the Demon-Subduing Lei Yin to form a draw. After half an hour, it was still difficult to distinguish between Qiu Se and evenly divided.

The underworld is full of talents, and the poor monks come to see each other even if they are not talented. While speaking, Zen Master Zhishan also walked over to Li Xiaoyao, the Qinglong envoy, and Situ Jun, the Bailong envoy.

Brother Li, since the great Zen master came to you, you and I can’t hide from leisure anymore. The White Dragon Sect Situ Jun smiled brightly and fought against Zen Master Zhishan with the Qinglong Sect Li Xiaoyao.

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