The world of immortals and gods, Xuanshan Mountains.

Xuanshan Mountains are one of the seven largest mountains in the world of immortals and gods, and are one of the major branches of Kunlun, the ancestral vein of the earth, in the Central Plains.

However, the Xuanshan Mountains are vast and naturally cannot have beautiful scenery everywhere. Jinlanyu is a dangerous place where the Xuanshan Mountains are famous.

There are several giant mountains standing around the location of Jinlanyu. The clouds and mist on the mountainside cover the peaks all year round, making these giant mountains look like pillars supporting the world, stretching and huge.

The gap in the middle of the giant mountain, the so-called Jinlan Valley, originated from the alien orchids growing in the gaps of the valley. This orchid is light golden in color, has a strong fragrance, and has a long flowering period. It was loved by the emperors and literati of the previous dynasty.

However, it is not easy to collect Jinlan. Jinlanyu was originally located in a gap in the giant mountain. There was a strong wind rippling in the mountain stream, and the surface was like a knife. It was easy for people to go up the mountain to collect. For this reason, local people came to practice the methods and repaired the Prajna Temple to stay in Jinlanyu. Interesting thing, after the establishment of Prajna Temple, the phenomenon of dead people in Jinlanyu was really reduced.

Therefore, Prajna Temple was famous in the previous dynasty and had a great reputation.

However, with the establishment of the New Dynasty, things that the emperors of the previous dynasty were inevitably taken out as something that harmed the country and the people. The bloody process of collecting golden orchids was also over-exaggerated by a large number of people, and it was once called blood orchids.

For a time, the value of Xuanshan Jinlan plummeted, and literati and poets no longer traveled here. The people around them fell into poverty again. The Prajna Temple gradually became lonely and eventually became a deserted temple.

However, today, this abandoned Prajna Temple is very lively.

"Qiu Zhiye, Chun Minghua, Xia Xiaolei, Dong Wuxue. I didn't expect that Grandma, I am so valued by Zhengyang Palace. The four major disciples of contemporary spring, summer, autumn and winter have all been sent out."

With a chuckle, the time in Prajna Temple twisted, and an illusory figure was outlined in the haze. The man's facial lines were soft, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were covered by faint monster patterns. He looked like an elderly woman. The clothes on her body were exquisite and luxurious, and with exquisite accessories, they could be called elegant and luxurious.

The only problem is that her voice is a bit strange. At the beginning of a sentence, there is still a slightly charming female voice. When it comes to the middle, there is a thick male voice mixed with it. In the end, there is no female voice. However, the process of changing tone gives people a very natural feeling, and there is no inconsistency at all. It turns out that natural makes people get goosebumps involuntarily.

The monk standing in the four corners of Prajna Temple had no intention of responding. The mantra in his mouth changed and he kept pinching out one seal after another. Finally, the middle finger and index finger in both hands gathered together, turning into the simplest sword seal, pointing one hand towards the sky and the other hand towards the earth.

For a moment, the vital energy of heaven and earth gathered, and with the guidance of the sword seal, it flowed into the ground in front of them. Suddenly, metal wires appeared in the air. Like a spider web, layer by layer covering the luxurious woman. On the metal wires, whether gold or silver, there were copper coins suspended on them. They were stimulated by the vital energy and trembled gently, and the four colors of purity, green, mysterious and red were stimulated. They evolved into autumn, spring, winter, and summer with gold, wood, water, fire. The mysterious ripples collided with each other and formed a huge formation to try to tie the luxurious woman to the spot.

Such a fierce change in the vitality of heaven and earth naturally attracted the attention of nearby monks.

A few months ago, he came to the world of immortals and gods again. In order to find the traces of the warm jade for thousands of years, Yuan Qingwei, who came to Xuanshan Mountains, appeared above the Prajna Temple in a carriage.

Looking at the formation below, he was surprised to find that the luxurious woman had the same effect as the formation of the Zhengyang Yin-Binding God that was used to deal with him. It should be the same series of formations.

"Tsk! This is another move..." The luxurious woman lowered her head and sighed, looking quite weak, but the next moment she suddenly raised her head, her face was floating in complex demon patterns, and she opened her mouth and roared: "You guys really think I am a vegetarian grandma!"

After the thick male voice, waves of harsh screams came from the luxurious woman's mouth. Negative emotions such as resentment, anger, horror, etc. surged. With the woman as the center, a wisp of black air flowed out from the void.

These black gases are the turbid air deep in the earth, mixed with the filthy air in the corpse, condensed by secret techniques, containing extremely rich filthy power. When they come into contact with the surrounding formations, the metal wires keep trembling, and the copper coins make harsh sounds, and the clear light that originally condensed on them is also stained with a trace of filth.

"Suppress!" Ye Zhiqiu and others standing in all directions changed again, and the surrounding formation continued to move. The two forces began to wrestle. The luxurious woman couldn't help but frown, and her voice turned into a charming female voice: "You go to your Yangguan Road, I go to my single-plank bridge! We go our own way! Isn't that good? When I let you go, why did you bite me to the death? Sure enough, you humans are hypocritical..."

A sigh spread in the void. Yuan Qingwei, who had heard all kinds of polluted sounds, didn't feel anything. Among the four monks below, the youngest one was a little hesitant.

The brief softness of heart became a loophole in the formation. The woman immediately seized the opportunity and reached out to grab it. A thick black fog appeared in her luxurious robe. In this black fog that looked like ink, there were countless wriggling, twisting, and wailing faces, exuding the dark aura of devouring life, and hitting the young man.

"Transfer! Gold turns into wood, water moves into fire, reverse!" As soon as the words fell, the four of them changed positions like aliens, and the original formation also changed drastically. Dong Wuxue, who was originally seized by a woman, was replaced by Chun Minghua, the oldest. The rich spiritual energy of A and Yi wood turned into a light curtain to block the black fog.

The other people also launched fierce attacks.

"Hahaha..." Originally, Hunyuan's formation had a loophole, and the woman's aura was once again connected with the outside world. She was not afraid of the attacks of the four people. Her figure was like a ghost, back and forth in the formation, easily blocking the attacks of the four people. Yuan Qingwei stood in the distance, saw everything in his eyes, slowly lowered his figure, fell down his body, and the Yin spirit returned, as if he had accidentally stepped on a node.

The strange laughter of the luxurious woman, which was mixed with male and female voices, suddenly stopped. She turned to look in the direction of Yuan Qingwei and scolded: "Who? Who is there!"

The woman's remarks made the four people above lose their composure, while Yuan Qingwei on the other side was not concerned at all, but turned to look at the Prajna Temple not far away and said softly: "Can you come out?"

"Who are you?" In the direction where Yuan Qingwei looked over, a middle-aged man wearing a shabby linen robe with long hair spread out at will, and his beard was obviously not taken care of. He looked a little sloppy.
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