The money sets off the wasteland in the eyes, which is shrouded in huge magic circles, and this is why exiled people gather here after each wasteland is destroyed.
However, the magic array that suppressed the demons was already very broken as Huang Ji broke out. In fact, the formation rituals engraved on the ruins of this city foundation were still running, which surprised Qian Chen quite.
The power of this residual magic array shows what kind of power it gathered a hundred years ago as the strong city on the front line of the Guzhu Kingdom’s anti-demons.
The Guzhu Kingdom built Mang City three times, and destroyed the city three times, and it was definitely not a loss without sacrifice. Being able to establish such a formation is enough to show that the human race had already put all its strength into it at that time!
Time has reached the hour of Hai...
The ruined mansion of the large household was empty, with weeds growing in abandoned gardens and alleys. Zen Master Faxin even saw a large temple. He stared at the half-collapsed bell tower in the temple for a moment, with a distant look.
"The bell of the Gion Monastery sounds, telling the impermanence of the world; the flowers of Sara trees are fading, and those who are prosperous will decline like vicissitudes!"
Zen Master Faxin sighed in a low voice. He suddenly turned around from the gate of the Buddhist temple, walked into the deep alley with the moonlight on his back.
A group of reincarnators followed him, walking on the stone roads covered with dead grass in the cracks, carrying the moonlight. The surrounding houses were dilapidated, broken tiles and walls, and the collapsed houses buried several bones.
At this time, in the quiet night, a few women's chuckling sounded.
Makes the reincarnation people immediately alert.
They turned the alley and found a very intact house in the ruins ahead, with red mandarin yarn hanging at the entrance of the courtyard. The yard was brightly lit, and the red building was covered by the blue tiles, and the mandarin yarns came.
A monster catcher who was shaking drunk stepped out of the door and said in a drunken tone: "I said why are there ghosts here at night? It turns out they are you female ghosts!"
His blood surged, and his face was filled with a blush after drinking.
"You are really good at playing, and you open the flower building in such a place. If someone hadn't told me about such a good thing yesterday, I wouldn't have believed it!"
As he said that, he touched the face of the woman beside him, and his mouth was so drunk that he leaned over.
"Su Si!" Someone in the yard laughed and said, "Why aren't you worried that these beauties are demons?"
"What's wrong with the ghost?" The monster catcher named Su Si shouted: "Even if it's a monster, I will recognize it. Beauty... are you vixen? Hahaha..."
"Hate..." The woman beside her pushed him with a graceful and angry look.
"The curfew is concentrated, so we have opened the flower building a little further. Our Jile Building! We are doing serious business... Even if there are vixen, it is not yours? Don't tell me?"
A charming woman with a dress slit up to her thighs, carrying a thin lantern handle, greeted her and said with a smile.
"What's wrong with the vixen?" The monster-catching Su Sida laughed and said, "Ask us who catches the monster, what's the fox, a female ghost? In this wilderness, when you see a woman who is thin and fucked, how can you be as refreshed as the vixen?"
"There are many monster hunters who die under the vixen's skirt! Su Si." The people in the yard laughed.
The woman saw the reincarnation group and her group of people, her eyes lit up, and she smiled at the door, "A few guests, should you come in and have fun?"
Several people walked out of the dark alley. Zen Master Faxin put his palms together, and the scar on his head attracted the attention of the monster catcher. Su Si laughed and said, "There are monks coming to Hualou? Your guests here really have the identity of what kind of people!"
"The monk is here to prostitution?" said Daqi, the person in the yard.
The reincarnation whispered in Zen Master Faxin’s ear: “Master, there are ghosts here!”
Zen Master Faxin nodded slightly, stood up on his chest with one palm and said, "Namo Miao Fa Lotus! The donors are here to visit prostitutes, and I am here to worship the musicians!"
Su Si laughed loudly, and the woman showed a little charming look, and she greeted her with charming eyes and said, "Then I will give the master the body..." She stretched out her long straight legs and hooked her legs on Zen Master Faxin.
Zen Master Faxin reached out to touch without hesitation. His skillful techniques made the reincarnation think that he was a regular visitor.
Yan Shu held the sword box and was placed far behind, standing on the roof of a deserted house. Seeing this, he snorted coldly: "Monkey Monk!"
Qian Chen's toe pointer was silently shocked a skeleton demon in the house below. He flew to Yan Shu and smiled and said, "But I think this monk is very interesting... He looks very beautiful, and he is very careful in Bodhi, without moving at all."
"Zen practice is inherently different from body and mind."
Yan Shu said: "The great light in the heart is obviously exposed outside, which is the bright light of the body. Like his body and mind, the mind is like a secret hidden in hell, and the body is like a worldly debauchery. The Buddha and demon are only in the line, and they are as dangerous as eggs!"
Qian Chen took a closer look, then nodded and said, "Senior Brother Yan has superb eyesight and can see that the monk's murderous intent is already very strong, just like a sword light reflected by the ice heart."
"He is afraid there is no difference between beauty and white bones in his eyes. When he takes action, he will not have any hesitation at all."
"Although the monk is already in the mind of Buddha and demon, it is not interesting!" Qian Chen smiled while touching his chin.
Ning Qingchen put on a light ink-green shirt and fell beside the two of them: "Do you two senior brothers want me to wait here with you?"
"How is this possible!" Yan Shu and Qian Chen said with a smile at the same time.
The two men disappeared in an instant. When they appeared again, they had already landed in the flower building courtyard and appeared beside a ignorant female ghost. Qian Chen leaned against the couch, his hair was scattered behind him, wearing a loose white robe, Yan Shu sat cross-legged beside him, pouring wine into the wine glass on the table with the gourd at his waist.
"Senior brother looks like a regular visitor!" Qian Chen toasted a glass of wine to Yan Shu and said.
Yan Shu laughed loudly, took the wine glass, drank the illusion in the glass, and the moonlight entered his throat and turned into a smell of wine.
"How can I compare to the junior brother who knows himself without a teacher?"
"Come on!" Qian Chen hugged the female ghost, and his eyes were clear under the moonlight, reflecting the broken bone in his arms.
The female ghost was confused and couldn't remember whether these two people were here just now? She was a little dazed and vaguely remembered that she had been drinking with them for a long time. Then she got into the state, picked up the wine glass, and sent it to Yan Shu's mouth.
At the same time, he smiled and said, "Drink, distinguished guests!"
Ning Qingchen on the ridge in the distance spat, his nose wrinkled slightly, and he didn't get into the yard. He sat down on the ridge and hugged Master Feng and waited quietly.
The reincarnation man stepped into the building, in the spacious Red Mansion, red candles were dotted, and the fragrance was gushing. A group of wine guests pushed their glasses, hugged them left and right, and were immersed in the soft shoulders and jade arms. The leading man among the reincarnation man showed a sneer and looked at both sides.
The rich and ecstasy all came into his eyes, but there were overgrown grasses and ruins. More than a dozen monster catchers, each holding bones and skeletons, and imparting souls to the ferocious female ghost.
Under this strange and gloomy truth.
The boss lady who only guides the way is still very charming and unabashed in every move.
But the reincarnation person would not think that she was human. On the contrary, this only means that she is even more terrifying, and her casual eyes cannot see through her illusion.
After glanced at it, the reincarnationists saw that most of the demons had been addicted to the illusion, only Qian Chen and Yan Shu, and they were talking and laughing, and they looked a little clear-headed.
But he just thought that these two men had just come in and were not completely confused by the demon. A trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and the man ignored them.
Qian Chen pointed to the moonlight outside the window and reached out to attract it. The moonlight in the cup turned into mellow wine and was fed to the female ghost in his arms. The female ghost seemed to have forgotten who she was and was addicted to her role-playing.
Even the sisters around her, the beautiful woman leading the way, and even the dozens of demons in the courtyard, and more than a dozen demons who were doing demons did not notice anything, as if Qian Chen and Yan Shu were there.
Even more decorations of the prosperous Tang Dynasty appeared around them, and some dancers in Tang suits were unaware of it.
This is not Qian Chen's illusion of indulgence in the ghost, but the demon is fascinated by Qian Chen's illusion.
"Junior brother is good at illusion!" Yan Shu said with a touch of his hand: "It's just using illusion to make wine, not what the drinker does. Junior brother is too sloppy!"
"The moonlight is like wine, how can Yan not make people intoxicate?"
Qian Chen smiled and said, "You can't be lonely when you drink with the three of you like this!"
Qian Chen stretched out his hand and quietly bloomed a dead tree under the moon in the courtyard. The red and white cherry blossoms with eight-fold petals fell, and under the moonlight, it was like a dream.
This is no longer an illusion, because in the sense of Yan Shu's sword heart, the cherry blossom tree exists. This flower is made up of thoughts. When Qian Chen's thoughts are there, it is the same as the truth.
Zen Master Faxin frowned slightly and turned to look at the cherry blossoms.
He was puzzled and said, "Strangely, this demon is revealed in my Dharma eyes, but why did this flower tree attract me?"
But he didn't think that there was something strange about a blooming cherry blossom tree at this time.
Qian Chenyi leaned on the beauty, and with him leaned on the beauty behind her, the beauty behind her was vivid. In Yan Shu's eyes, her flesh and blood had been reborn from her bones and had revived into a strange creature like a painting spirit.
"Master!" The beautiful woman touched the wine glass and said, "This is vegetarian wine!"
Zen Master Faxin held her hand with his back and stared at her eyes. A thin monk smiled softly and said, "What's the point of being a meat or a vegetable?"
The woman in the palace dress snorted coldly: "Is this monk reliable?" She couldn't help asking, "Can she be a monk in flower?"
The man surnamed Zhou smiled slightly: "You haven't experienced the last mission. At that time, I was still in the realm of Dharma. I almost wiped out a ghost envoy who formed a elixir. At that time, Zen Master Faxin had just received the precepts. Do you know what his identity was before the Ming Dynasty destroyed the country?"
"What is the identity?"
"He was the last Tanhualang, with literary talent and charming reputation in the world. After the demons invaded, the romanticism was dispersed. He threw his pen to join the army, fought for the country, and went to the twelve cities of the human race. He was defeated several times. Finally, after the demons slaughtered all the Nanming Dynasty, he turned white overnight and became a monk. He vowed not to kill all the demons, not to enter the cycle of reincarnation, and forever!"
The reincarnation person sighed slightly and said, "He took the precepts for twenty years. He took precepts for joy, love, desire, love, and love, and not killing!"
Zen Master Faxin looked at the charming woman deeply. He held her waist, put her down, and walked up to him. The woman laughed. A monster catcher couldn't stand it anymore. He pulled up his long sword and pointed at Faxin and said, "You lustful monk, you dare to steal the woman I like!"
The woman's eyes were filled with smoke and she smiled and said, "Don't pay attention to him!"
Faxin held the woman's hand and smiled and said, "Of course I don't care about him, this is all my practice."
“Cultivate?”
"Yes!" Faxin touched her legs and said, "If you can mess with my concentration, it means that I have not practiced enough!"
"Haha!" The woman smiled and drew a circle on his chest, and said charmingly: "Okay, mage, I'll try... But I don't have enough concentration, I'm afraid that you will not be confused, so I will be confused first!"
"Have you listened to me?" The monster catcher was furious and drew his sword to chop at Faxin. Faxin didn't look back, and threw out a string of rosary beads and tied up the hands of the monster catcher.
The woman's whole body was pressed against Faxin and leaned into his ear and said, "Now, are you in a mess?"
Faxin said with a hint of sadness: "I have never been quiet for a moment. I can't forget those things at all times... It seems that I don't have enough concentration. Even if I have various appearances, it's hard to make my heart feel compassionate!"
At this time, the rosary beads in Faxin's hand were suddenly taken off from his hand, tied up the woman's hand, and he shouted: "Don't Huluoka!" A guardian god who was like a giant python hovered up from behind him, and slapped Faxin with a palm, hit the woman's heart.
The woman squirted out a mouthful of black blood, roared to the sky, and her two fangs were exposed in her mouth, her face suddenly became ferocious. Her hair flew and she headed towards Faxin.
The nails of ten fingers stabbed several inches, and their claws broke the Buddhist beads.
"Stinky monk, you are humble and me!"
"How can a monk be called a sneak attack? It's because you can't suppress my murderous thoughts. If you don't practice enough, you deserve this kalpa and die!" Faxin waved his hand and pierced the broken Buddhist beads. Each Buddhist bead shone brightly, like a thunder bead containing the Buddha's light, hitting the vital points of the female ghost.
Qian Chen looked at this scene and felt a little stunned. Yan Shu shook his head and said, "This monk... is really not abstaining from lies!"
The reincarnation person has also fitted and pounced on him.
The reincarnationist surnamed Zhou stabbed the female ghost's back with a magic sword. The old white-haired Taoist priest sprinkled dozens of talismans. With his finger, it turned into an ice blade fireball, and the thunder golden light was shot out. The magic talismans seemed to have eyes, bypassing the magic letter and hitting the female ghost.
With the female ghost's scream, the monster catchers around him were controlled and rushed towards the few people frantically.
The women under her also transformed into white-faced and eyesless ghosts, and rushed towards the reincarnationists frantically. They acted quickly, jumped several feet apart, and were on all fours like monsters, trying to tear the reincarnationists apart.
But the woman in the palace dress had a sword light, and they were all broken.
The female ghosts were slashed by flying swords in the air, their bodies were split into pieces, either their heads slid from their necks, or their arms scattered from their shoulders, and the black blood stinking ghost blood was spilled, and in an instant, their souls were killed.
In such a huge Red Mansion, except for Qian Chen and Yan Shu’s location, the original appearance has been restored to other places. The floors in the abandoned house have rotted into mud.
The female ghosts with skeletons turned into white-faced demons and were killed like those who cut melons and vegetables.
Faxin's angry fist was like clenching the sun, and golden light burst into pieces, smashing towards the female ghost, one punch and one punch as heavy as a mountain, smashing the woman's parry and hitting the female ghost's face.
The female ghost was knocked unconscious by the punch. She raised her head and was smashed down. When she raised her head, she was smashed down. Her entire jaw bone was falling off. She dragged her tongue, which was a foot-long tongue, spreading her fingers like a razor's claw and said, "Stinky monk, you are looking for death!"
Faxin's fist paused slightly, and then he smashed it ten times harder: "Don't Huluoka! The eight guardians! The blessings of thousands of Buddhas! Subduing demons and eliminating demons!"
Qian Chen put down his wine glass and nodded, "This monk has a future!"
Yan Shu touched the sword box and said, "Junior brother, my sword energy is roaring in the box, I want to be fucked!"
Chapter completed!