Netherworld Immortal

Master Qingshui relied on his ruthless method of striking first, and in the confrontation with Jin Tongzi and Huomi Toutuo, he did not lose the slightest advantage in the scene.

In fact, if the two sides competed openly and squarely, over time, Master Qing Shui and Monk Xue's weakness in martial arts would be exposed, and the result would probably be an ugly loss.Cultivator fighting skills, cultivation level is the basis of combat power, but it may not be the whole reason for winning.

At this time, Monk Xue had already been summoned by Master Qing Shui to return to his side.

Master Qingshui stretched out his hand to gently wipe off the stains on the bloody monk's cassock, and said with concern: "Brother monk, look at your body, every time you fight with others, you have to ruin your clothes. The eighth scarlet cassock you changed into. I know you like blood red. Oh, look, your face is torn. The two bald heads on the opposite side are really not good. They are so ruthless. As evil cultivators, we must Condemn this kind of slapping in the face, they are clearly jealous of your appearance."

The blood monk nodded, and replied blankly: "The beauty... value..."

Master Qing Shui's schizophrenia symptoms will always be revealed in the communication with the blood monk, and the dialogue between him and the blood monk may only be understood by himself.This is also a side effect of his refining the blood monk into a human puppet.

"Rule No. 30 of Evil Cultivation Rule No. [-]. If you can't beat it, run away. Brother Blood Monk, let's go." After speaking, Master Qingshui took out a large handful of yellow paper talismans and threw them behind him.

"Bang bang bang, bang bang bang." Dozens of yellow paper talismans burst open one after another.

In an instant, the yellow mist filled the air, covering the sky and the sun, as if a sandstorm was coming.

The strange thing is that in the large yellow mist, there seem to be dozens of figures walking back and forth, gloomy and terrifying.Because of the power of Dao Talisman in the yellow mist, the consciousness and vision within a radius of one hundred feet cannot be accurately judged.

After Huomei Toutuo and Jin Tongzi reacted, they could no longer catch the shadows of Master Qingshui and Monk Xue.

"What's going on here? Do they still have so many helpers?" Seeing the figures walking back and forth in the mist, Huobrow Tuo asked in doubt.

"Those aren't real people, they're just a cover-up." The golden boy on the side stared for a moment, and then made an accurate judgment.

Jintongzi practiced the Buddhist boy skill, and his soul power was much higher than that of monks of the same rank.He is also good at observing the fluctuation of soul power, and he will capture those tiny changes.

After a while, when the large yellow mist in front of him gradually faded, Huobui Toutuo vaguely saw that the figures walking back and forth in the mist turned out to be some cardboard figures.

These cardboard figures are about one person tall, and their facial features and general appearance are crookedly outlined on the surface according to the appearance of Master Qingshui and Monk Xue.Each cardboard figure has a word "soldier" written on its foot, and they walk back and forth without colliding with each other.But the real master Qingshui and the blood monk had long since disappeared.

"It's the technique of talisman soldiers from the Taoist sect. Despite the rough appearance of these paper figurines, the mystery inside is quite deep. This is the first time I've seen it." Jin Tongzi explained.

"Hmph! Evil cultivator!" Huo Mei Toutuo said disdainfully.

Afterwards, Huobui Toutuo turned his wrist, and used the purple gold bowl in his palm to cover the dozens of cardboard talisman soldiers on the opposite side.

With a "poof", the flames flashed.

A flaming tiger about the size of Zhang Xu jumped out of the purple gold bowl.The flaming tiger condenses as if it were real, its fire tail swings, and it breathes out the breath of fire.After a few jumps, the opposite side was turned into a sea of ​​flames.And those paper figurine rune soldiers were twisted in the firelight and burned to ashes.

Looking at the burnt paper figurines in front of him, Huomaituo Tuo let out a sigh of relief, and said, "Crooked ways, unscrupulous tricks."

After finishing speaking, he raised the purple gold bowl in his hand, and the flame tiger turned into a flame, and with a swish, it was taken back into the purple gold bowl, as if nothing had happened.

......

Ten miles away, Venerable Qingshui and Monk Xue were holding hands and hiding in a cloud of faint blue water, galloping away.It is the water escape technique that Master Qingshui is good at.

"Brother Blood Monk, it's all my brother's fault that I didn't get you the blood soul this time. Next time, I will definitely catch a few alive so that you can take a good bite of the blood soul." Master Qingshui said.

The blood monk still replied blankly: "Blood, soul."

Not long after, the figures of the two disappeared in the distant woodland surrounded by a mass of blue water.

......

Huo Mei Toutuo searched back and forth in the same place for a few times, but he didn't find the slightest trace of Master Qing Shui.

"Brother Huomei, you don't need to look for it. There may be traces before, but after being burned by you like this, there will be nothing left." Jin Tongzi said truthfully.

"Hmph! These two evil cultivators are really cunning." Huo Meituo said.

"It is estimated that they have fled far away. The two masters of Qingshui also have some tricks. Even if we catch up and kill them, we can't guarantee that we will not be injured. At that time, it will delay our big event of retrieving the Buddha's relic. The gain outweighs the loss." Jin Tongzi said calmly.

"Junior brother, what you said is reasonable, let's let these two evil cultivators go this time. Next time, the poor monk will definitely save them." Huomaitou Tuo said viciously, performing the Buddhist salute with one hand.

"After this sudden conflict, it made people calm down. You and I may have gone in the wrong direction after searching all the way. Otherwise, how could you not sense the remains of the great formation with the purple golden bowl in your hand? Where it is." Jin Tongzi said.

"You said that, I also think so. Didn't "Senior Brother Qingyan" who entered the Blue Fire Demon Realm with us go to another direction to search? Maybe he will gain something there. Counting the time, why don't we go back and look for it?" Brother Qingyan. The three of us can discuss the next countermeasures together. Since Master Qingshui and other evil cultivators can enter the Qinghuo Demon Realm, there must be other evil cultivators entering here. The three of us brothers can only gather together. Only then can we guarantee the maximum combat power. When we meet these evil cultivators again, we won’t be in such a hurry.” Huo Mei Toutuo seemed to be enlightened, and suggested.

"Brother Huomei, when you're not angry, your brain is still pretty bright." Jin Tongzi joked.

"Hey." Huobui Toutuo raised a hand to touch his bald head, and gave a smirk in embarrassment.

After discussing with each other, the two returned in the direction they came from.There is no need to search, and the path is already familiar.The speed of the two returning seemed to be more than twice as fast as when they came, the wind was blowing under their feet, and they disappeared at the end of the ground in a blink of an eye.

......

The purple sun in the sky gradually slanted westward, casting a longer and longer shadow behind all the scenery on the ground.

On an inconspicuous uphill, there happened to be a slightly raised smooth boulder.

Sitting cross-legged on the boulder was a middle-aged monk who was wearing the same apricot-colored robes as Huomei Toutuo and Jin Tongzi.

This monk has a big face, thick eyebrows and wide mouth, his eyes are slightly closed, his hands are clasped together, and he is motionless, as if he is sitting in meditation. Even the monk robes around him are as deep as the rocks under his feet.

Although he was just sitting cross-legged there, he still showed his burly and tall figure. His body seemed to be integrated with the huge boulder below him, without emitting a trace of extra spiritual power fluctuations. He was strong and tough.

At this time, a yellow bird that had been busy all day landed on the monk's shoulder.The yellow bird looked around with its nimble little head, and seeing that there was no risk, it stayed on the monk's shoulder and combed its feathers with its sharp beak.Afterwards, the yellow bird's eyelids half closed.After resting for a while, the yellow bird spread its wings and flew to a high place, leaving only a small residual feather on the monk's shoulder.

The unmoving rock, the unmoving monk, and the agile yellow bird all form a moving picture in the stillness.

Without him, this person is the "Qingyan Monk", one of the "Three Sons of King Kong" of the Golden Buddha Temple, along with Huomaituotuo and Jintongzi.

"It has been two days since I separated from my two juniors. After I have been searching all the way with the secret rock technique, I can be sure that the direction I chose should be right. A large Buddhist formation is in this direction. According to the agreement , if the two junior brothers can't find any clues to the formation, they should come back to me, why don't I just wait for them here for half a day." Qingyan monk thought to himself, his body still motionless.

A falcon with snow-white feathers hovered high in the sky, overlooking the earth.Although this falcon is not big in size, its whole body is white, but its temperament and spiritual power fluctuations show that it is a spirit bird with a little spiritual talent.

Suddenly, the white-feathered falcon spread its wings and pounced down like a white fly.A yellow bird was reflected in its hawk's eyes, I don't know if that yellow bird was the one on Qingyan monk's shoulder before.

The white-feathered falcon's sharp claws like silver hooks had already reached the yellow bird's head, but the little yellow bird didn't know it.

"Whoosh-"

At this moment, a bloody flying arrow flew past at an even faster speed.With a puff, it shot straight through the neck of the white-feathered falcon.

The White Feather Falcon didn't even have time to let out a scream, so it fell headfirst.Only then did the yellow bird discover the falling white-feathered falcon, panicked, fluttered its wings, and fled into a dense forest, chirping and chirping.

Suddenly, a black figure rose up from the ground, and that person grabbed the falling white-feathered falcon just as soon as he stretched out his hand.

This person is a Taoist, and the Taoist robe on his body is damaged in several places. He is the "Old Taoist of Yushan" disguised by Zhang San.

At this time, the face of "Old Taoist of Yushan Mountain" was as white as paper, and his complexion was a bit ugly.

"The body of this old Taoist Yushan actually became a little disobedient. It is probably because this old Taoist Yushan has been sucking the blood soul of spirit birds for a long time. It’s not small. Right now, I can only use the blood of this white-feathered falcon to quench my thirst.” Yu Shan said to himself while holding the white-feathered falcon in one hand.

Immediately, he sucked hard through his nose, and a line of blood was sucked out from the wound on Falcon's neck and entered his nostrils.

"Little guy, it's not me, Zhang San, who wants to kill you. It's the old Taoist Yushan who wants to drink your blood, you know?" He said, casually throwing the body of the white-feathered falcon aside.

With the supplement of the blood soul of the spirit bird, the complexion of "Old Taoist Yushan" gradually turned rosy.

"This body is too troublesome. It's not suitable for walking in the Green Flame Demon Realm. It will also affect my next task. It seems that I have to find another more suitable body to hide myself better. As for the ones in my ghost banners, they were all hunted by me many years ago. Their sudden appearance in this Green Flame Demon Realm will inevitably arouse people's suspicion. I don't know, where is the next person I will kill? "Old Taoist Yu Shan was thinking in his heart, suddenly the corner of his eyes lit up, he seemed to have noticed something.

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