In the era when Nie Mingtu was circulating in the world, he was one of the best characters in the evil path. He killed countless people in his life. His name could stop babies from crying at night, and made the black and white paths clear. However, among the enemies he could pass by, there was no such person as Ling Yun Sancai.
In the next ten years, with the outbreak of the great turmoil that swept the world, several of the top masters called the Five Poles of Heavenly Peaks would shine in the flames of the sky. Some of them became generals, some of them were bound by the border, and some even became emperors of the Four Seas. Only in one fell swoop, the name of the Five Peaks reached its peak and was immortal from then on.
And at the moment, just by the holy algae pool in this underground cave, the wolf leader Nie Mingtu is in a dilemma and embarrassing situation, there is no more terrifying opponent in the world than Ling Yun Sancai.According to legend, these three people have unique skills and are more intelligent than the sky. They can defeat the ghost king Yin Suming and the evil Buddha of the South Ming without any harm. This is actually beyond the scope of martial arts and is precisely the best footnote of the legend of Lingyunding Zhijue.
Yin Hengye waited for a long time, but Qi Shuichen never replied. The fool also understood that he had hit a nail and laughed at Gu Wu Dengyong: Brother Feng, I have told you a long time ago. The master was determined to be rude.He deliberately taught Nie Mingtu to take hostage, and since his brother could not eliminate evil, I could not seek out tens of thousands of disciples of the Confucian sect, it took another ten years after the separation.
Wu Dengyong did not want to agree with his jokes and said in a deep voice: Master, we spent ten years and finally found the trace of the master. I hope the master will give you an explanation.The seven water dust lowers its head in one path and does not connect.
Nie Mingtu is of a very high class among the Seven Mysteries and is familiar with the martial arts storytelling. He feels furious: If he can find Ling Yunding’s big secret, it would be a rare thing.Tighten your fingers and claws, and a few drops of full blood beads pierced between the old monk's dry neck like a chicken skin. He smiled evilly: Master, please give me a few greetings to you, and we'll set out now!If you have anything to say, I will say it on the way.
Wu Dengyong said slowly: Nie Mingtu, don’t force me to take action.
Nie Mingtu sneered: What am I afraid of?You two have sworn that the sword emperor will not kill one person in his life, and the hidden saint will not use one person in his life.Since the tiger has pulled its teeth, what else can I be afraid of?
Yin Hengye said calmly: Brother Feng has 100,000 elite soldiers from Beiguan Road and countless Pegasus spies. It is not difficult to mobilize the Imperial City Tik Cavalry.As for killing someone... it is not necessary that Brother Feng takes action, Yin can do it for him.You have been in the world for many years and have finally reached the current position. Don’t make mistakes.
He slapped the scholar on the forehead of the green robe, and it was thumping!He pressed him into the bottom of the pool, pointed into the water, and still pressed against the scholar's heavenly cover.What's strange is: the scholars all over the head, but there was not even a trace of bubbles on the surface of the pond, and it seemed that they didn't have to breathe.The water in the algae pond is sticky and thick, and the buoyancy is very strong. Yin Hengye only presses his head with one finger, and the scholar also does not move, and will never float up, as if he has entered a state of meditation.
Nie Mingtu saw something strange and suddenly woke up: He used one finger to pass into the true energy, so that the scholar could close his orifices and breathe without breathing and vomiting.Sneer: What a handsome Huigong!He takes advantage of the situation and is well-involved, and is worthy of being the leader of martial scholars.
Yin Hengye smiled brightly and stroked his long beard with his hands.
The evil demons and heretics are also quite knowledgeable.Unfortunately, this is not a Huigong pointer, but a moral and bright pointer that is known as the Confucian pointer that is extremely skilled and specializes in the world's evil spirit.With Yin's decades of Huangji's cultivation, the evil skills you practiced in the Green Wolf Art will be broken with just one finger, so you might as well give it a try.A small half of the picture was revealed from the shadow, carrying a slanted hat, a bun, a hairpin, and a fisherman's clothes. It was dressed in a fisherman's and woodcutter's clothes. Its eyebrows were flying slanted, and five strands of beards were floating out of dust, which could not hide the elegance.
Nie Mingtu certainly knew that the moral and bright fingers were bright. It is said that like the magical skills of the Ghost Order of the Sect, it belongs to the most yang and strong martial arts, specializing in the Yin body. It has not been heard of anyone practicing it for more than a hundred years.Yin Hengye seems to be in his early forties. If he practices the moral and bright fingers and the imperial mastery, he can be said to be the most outstanding genius in the Confucian lineage in the past century.
The hesitation in his eyes was revealed for a moment, but he could not escape Yin Hengye's eyes. He smiled indifferently: Nie Mingtu, let go of the master, I guarantee that you will escape unstoppable today.Wu Dengyong said: Master, let’s wait!The three evil sins of evil are extremely evil. You should not indulge in the martial arts world again to cause disaster.
Yin Hengye raised his sword eyebrows slightly: I mean to my brother, even if he lets go of the master, he can’t forgive him?
Wu Dengyong nodded seriously.
That's right!One piece is combined with one piece, and it cannot be confused.
Nie Mingtu was so cunning. After hearing a few words, he immediately felt very clear in his heart: Wu Dengyong wanted to save people, but in this situation, he had no confidence in not killing him. In order to keep his oath, he could only hope to take action.He died of poverty but wanted to force the old monk to abandon his former vows, so he was willing to save him and deliberately squeezed me to teach the old monk to suffer a little.laughing out loud:
It is also a knife to stretch your head and shrink your head. It is also a knife to pull the seven water dust of Tianguan to placate the back. It is worth it if you die!With the force of fingers and claws, you will tear open the old monk's throat!
After a moment of force, Wu Dengyong was unable to take action due to his oath, but he was not confused at all. In the shadow, a pair of sharp eyes as sharp as a knife looked at Yin Hengye, betting that he could not bear to leave Ling Yunding who disappeared out of thin air; but Yin Hengye did not move, and his eyes were staring straight at Nie Mingtu, betting that he would never destroy this life-saving talisman.
Nie Mingtu's bet is simpler.The moment the two masters remained motionless, he pulled away with Qishuichen and retreated quickly, as if flying back towards the light source!
Wu Dengyong and Yin Hengye remained unmoved.
Nie Mingtu realized something was different when he suddenly heard Qi Shuichen sigh: Can the two donors still not give up Ling Yunding?When I touched Nie Mingtu's wrist with my dry fingers, the touch of my fingertips was cold and dry.Nie Mingtu suddenly lost his strength, and the strange sour and numb feeling winded up all the way, walking all over his body in an instant. When he came to his senses, he was kneeling on one knee and unable to move, and the blind old monk in front of him just touched his right wrist.
Yin Hengye laughed at Gu Wu Dengyong: Brother Feng, I said it long ago. The master was cheating from beginning to end.
Wu Dengyong was silent for a moment and said to Qishuichen: If the master had no explanation today, it would be difficult for me to convince him.
Qi Shuichen nodded and sighed: That’s fine.Both of them are extremely talented and intelligent. I can hide for a while, but I will never be able to hide for a lifetime.I have only one puzzle. If you can answer it, you will win; if both of you can answer it, you will win.
I have been searching hard for ten years, just for this moment.Both of them had no objection, and they kept their energy and were calm and waited for Qishuichen to show the mystery.
The old monk closed his blind eyes and said calmly: Please answer me, where is Ling Yunding?
Yin Hengye and Wu Dengyong looked at each other, but Nie Mingtu almost laughed: The old monk was so arrogant that he had arrived at home.If they can return to Lingyunding, why both of them have to look for you for ten years?With a splash, Yin Hengye hit the water from the air and sighed: For ten years, I have often dreamed of monks saying a clever tip. I know everything I ask in my dreams, and only this mystery is difficult to answer. I am shocked many times during sleep, but I don’t expect it to come true today.
The seven water dust turned to Wu Dengyong.
Is the general also dissatisfied?
Wu Dengyong was silent for a moment and whispered: What Yong learned is not as good as a master. For ten years, he racked his brains and studied the five elements of Qimen Dunjia. He never knew how the master's skills could make the huge Lingyunding disappear.Master, this mystery cannot be solved.
But the general was not convinced.Qishuichen smiled.
What the master said is very true.I am not convinced.
Qishuichen smiled faintly.
Since both of you are not convinced, let’s compete again!How do you two want to compare?
Let's wait!I have something, and I hope the master will explain his doubts.
General, but said it was okay.
Wu Dengyong pondered for a moment and spoke slowly.
Ten years ago, the master first crossed the world to prevent Lingyunding from coming out; today he pretended to be a slut in the market, but he still did not want to appear in the world.I don’t understand that even if the master uses his supernatural powers and hides Lingyunding, the world will not give up on treasure hunting and secret exploration, and the dispute will never end.The master spent a lot of effort, but it was just a waste of time and it was puzzling.
I thought about it and then thought, and I could only think that what the master wants to stop is not treasure hunting, but Ling Yunding himself.Even though I am not talented, I really want to see what the master fears?
Qishuichen nodded with a smile, showing a look of praise.The general's wisdom is extraordinary.What the general said was nothing wrong.He said with a calm expression:
The things on the top of the sky are far more known in this world. Once they appear, no matter who falls into the hands of anyone, all under the world will be trapped in a catastrophe!Unless someone beats me, perhaps he has the ability to get a glimpse of his secrets and not be confused, then Baoding will be able to appear in the world without any worries.This is the reason why I must win no matter what.I paused with deep meaning, as if I had some meaning.
Wu Dengyong fell into deep thought and was speechless for a moment.
Yin Hengyelang smiled and said: The master said it very well.Ten years ago, you and I fought for seven days and seven nights. Everything was difficult to determine the outcome of the literary style, martial arts, numerology, Qimen... and everything was incomparable. The master showed his magical technique of taking Sumeru into Mustard Seeds, and moved us out of the Lingyunding. From then on, we could never find or go back, as if there had never been such a treasure land in the world.
If we compare the number of literature and martial arts today, we will still be defeated by the sumeru and mustard seeds. We might as well change the comparison method.
Seven Water Dust stands with one palm, and bows your head to the forehead.
I would like to hear the details.
Jiye Sanming is a rare evildoer in the world. He does many evil deeds, and both black and white have a headache.Yin Hengye smiled and said: According to Brother Feng’s wishes, the three of them must be punished today. Unfortunately, before the master’s oath, the dignified sword emperor could not use his sword to kill evil, which is really regrettable.
Wu Dengyong hummed slightly and said in a deep voice: Listening to the Master’s words, it seems that he has no intention to do it for him?
Yin Heng stroked his beard and stem with his wild hand and said with a smile: I'm not easy to kill.Besides, even if I am a vicious bandit, I will not kill anyone who has no way to resist. If I lift the three-person ban at once, I will not be sure of winning. No matter which one I escape, it will not be a blessing in the martial arts world.Maybe the master has solved this problem?
The seven water dust drooped the sparse eyebrows and shook Fluctlight's bald head.
I don't kill anyone either.
Since that's the case, let's compare this.Yin Hengye smiled and said: Those who are extremely evil people, who are divided into three of us, cannot kill, cannot release, cannot stolen their limbs and their bodies, or use other means that are neither human nor good, and can help them get rid of evil and follow good, which is considered a win.What do you think?
Qishuichen smiled and said: There is no difference in teaching, it is a Confucian career.Master Yin picked up a question that took advantage of the problem.Yin Hengye laughed and said with a stroking heart: This method is taught by the master, I am just learning and selling it now, fresh and hot.Wu Dengyong was silent.
Among the three, the whereabouts of the seven water dust drifted, and the dragon saw its head but not its tail; although Yin Hengye was the leader of the Nine-Tire Saints of the Confucian Sect and was known as the leader of hundreds of sects of the martial Confucian Sect in the world, he could no longer participate in the affairs of the sect until he did not make one person's vow for his whole life, so he simply hid in the mountains and forests and became a wild crane.
But Wu Dengyong is the commander-in-chief of 100,000 elite soldiers of Beiguan Road. He has been in and out of the army for half his life, and has a master of evil Taoism with strong martial arts skills and a vicious heart. He can't kill or let go, and he has to find a way to change his nature and become a good person. This is simply a nightmare.
Yin Hengye smiled and said: Brother Feng might as well imprison the evil Buddha in the South Mid on this mast mountain, use the natural cave as a cage and pour copper and iron as a threshold, dig out the underground springs to quench their thirst, use the vines and soil underground to cure their hunger, and let the morning bells and evening drums and the sound of the monks and the Buddhist sings cleanse their hearts. Gong is free to go to Yuepu, see if he has figured it out, and travel to the mountains and rivers by the way. Isn’t it beautiful!
Such explicit ridicule did not anger the sword emperor Wu Dengyong, and was silent just to concentrate on thinking and find a way to win the bet.He had been secretly leaving Sheping Mansion for several days, and he could not continue to delay here; the most unfavorable thing for this bet was time.
Even if you really have no choice but to arrange a cage to keep people in trouble, it still takes several days.The military situation in Beiguan is extraordinary. Although there is no major trouble at present, the commander-in-chief of the 100,000 army suddenly disappeared without a trace. He neither asked for leave from the Ministry of War, nor no one in the shogunate knows whereabouts. Once there is something wrong in the army, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Qi Shuichen sighed.
This gambling method is quite new.If the general had no objection, he would have made up his mind.
I should obey orders.The tall man sitting in the shadow nodded, like a solemn rocky mountain.
Nie Mingtu was restrained. He heard the three of them coming and going, but he didn't take himself seriously. It seemed that the evil Sanming, which was trembling with black and white, was just three bargaining chips, and he couldn't help but get angry: Oh, you three bastards!Today's shame, I will definitely give it back twice the time!With a rush of passion, he suddenly moved again. His fingers and claws were closed and he smiled grimly:
If you get into trouble, don’t even think about betting!
After reincarnation, Wu and Yin both drank: Master!It's too late to save it.
The seven water dust flipped his palms, and the wind gathered like a cymbal. With a shout, he grabbed Nie Mingtu's ears and sighed: The donor's words are evil, the view, and the behavior is evil, and the stubbornness is only solved!A brilliant light suddenly bloomed in the palm.
Nie Mingtu felt it was hard to bear the heat, his head seemed to be covered by a burning iron hoop. The old monk's burning fingers and palms stuck to hissing, and in an instant, all five senses were lost, and the pain was indescribable; amid the screams, there was only a boiling red blood in front of him...
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After I woke up, I was already in Lianjue Temple.Nie Mingtu sneered:
The wonderful thing is that the person who imprisoned me in the temple was actually the sword emperor Wu Dengyong, not the old monk.It seems that when I was in a coma, the three of them exchanged the targets for fulfilling the bet. Somehow, I fell into Wu Dengyong's hands.
For thirty years, the wolf's head has been imprisoned in Lianjue Temple?Yin Suming suddenly asked.
Nie Mingtu understood his doubts.What a person is Zhao Wu Wolf Eye? Even Yin Hengye said that he would use a dangerous cave to imprison him. What kind of dragon and tiger den is Lianjue Temple? It has been locked up for him for thirty years!The old man smiled coldly and said calmly: Wu Dengyong imprisoned me in a place called Saha Pavilion. There are many mechanisms in the pavilion, which makes it difficult for ordinary people to enter and exit.
That day, the old monk used a move to plot against me by Fanyu Buddha Picture. After that, the yang energy in my body was strong and it kept eroding the Green Wolf Art magic skill I practiced.Before leaving, Wu Dengyong told me that he would only deliver me food every three days, and only use some clear water, vegetables, grains and grains. The Yin and cold body of the Green Wolf Art cannot get flesh and blood nutrition, and in the end it was completely destroyed by the old monk's pure yang energy. All his skills were put into vain, and he was like a useless person.
Who knew that heaven would not destroy me? By chance, I obtained a Buddhist masterpiece by the old monk. I spent thirty years of hard practice and achieved great success.No matter how powerful the magical power of "The Demonic Order" is, it can only restrain the evil spirit body. What can I do?
Yin Suming suddenly realized.Nie Mingtu's pair of green and yellow evil eyes captured the change of his expression under the oil paint and sneered: Your master has never mentioned the events of that year to you?
Unheard of.
So, you don’t know who your devil master fell into and how he escaped?
Yin Suming shook his head.The masked old man in black caressed the smooth handrail of the Bone Throne, crossed his legs and supported his chin with one hand, and then smiled softly after a while: This is wonderful.
I don’t understand the words of the wolf’s head.
Lingyun Sancai is one of the seven masters in the world, with great martial arts skills, but Jiye Sanming is not an idle person. Even if I fight alone, can't I escape?
The wolf head is one against three, and the wind is captured. That is their victory without any damage to the reputation of the wolf head.Yin Suming smiled.
Nie Mingtu sneered: You don’t have to clamp your tips and thorns when you speak.The three masters of the underworld left Qiwei Valley together, and acted alone, and were plotted against each other near Lianjue Temple... There was a strange feeling in this matter.Not to mention the coincidences such as Yu Sichen, Demon Sword, and Ling Yun Sancai's second gathering.
I kept thinking: Is it possible that Lianjue Temple is just a carefully arranged stage?The actors who came and went on stage - Dianyu Sichen, the two young people, and even Ling Yun Sancai, were carefully designed by someone. For some purpose, they were led to Lianjue Temple in Mastshan Mountain, and unknowingly played a good show.
The wolf head means...
I don't believe there is such a coincidence in the world.After thinking for thirty years, I only came to one conclusion: among the three of us, one must be an internal thief.Nie Mingtu said coldly: I'm not lucky, and the whole family bumped into three bastards with excellent martial arts skills. All of this was the result of someone's careful design, which led us to be alone, but we just encountered an unimaginable opponent.
Yin Suming finally understood, and brushed the colorful horizontal lines on his knees with colorful golden lines and said coldly: The appointment of the demon sword was made by his family teacher. The meaning of the wolf head is to suspect that the sect leader sold the wolf head and the evil Buddha first?
Nie Mingtu let out a hey voice and brushed his knees and legs lightly.
That's not.I am only sure that this matter was not done by myself. For thirty years, my suspicion of your devil master and the evil Buddha has not been separated from each other; I think the innocent one of them may not be able to trust me.After all, the person who starts is not necessarily the person who sets up a trap.
He smiled happily and said: It was not until you appeared tonight that I finally confirmed: It turned out that all this was done by your master.He is the shameless despicable deed who betrays his colleagues and betrays his sect, and only for his own selfishness, and has been willing to be someone else's lackey for thirty years!
presumptuous!
Yin Suming slapped the handrail and pressed the sword to get up: Nie Mingtu, don’t think that the "Shigui Ling" cannot deal with you, so he slandered people with blood and insulted the leader of this Taoist Taoist first!
Nie Mingtu squinted his yellow and green eyes and said with a sneering smile: If you are not a foolish donkey, or if you have broken your brain, you will know that what I said is not false.Over the past thirty years, the wolf head and the evil Buddha have disappeared, and the animals and evil ghosts have been destroyed. Why are you the only one who can fly far away from hell and preserve your strength?
Yin Suming was speechless for a moment and couldn't answer.
Nie Mingtu was unreasonable and shook his clothes with the armrest of the bones, aggressively: Who did your master escape from? Why did that person ignore the bet and let your master develop his power in secret?The answer is simple - because they have already colluded!That person eliminates dissidents for your master and returns the three paths to one. Your master hides in the world for him for thirty years. This is to abandon evil and do good!
Yin Suming was furious and could not defend himself. He took a few steps in his anger and refuted: You... talk nonsense!
In the secret room, Geng Zhao was shocked: Oops!Why did he always get the same plan?
Sure enough, Nie Mingtu was stunned when he was angry. The sudden rain-like ghost hand of the lying robe was pulled out from under his robe. Yin Suming could not resist it before, but it was even more unfavorable to be attacked in a hurry. A shadow of fingers was snarled in the blink of an eye, and the whole body was filled with a sound, and the broken silk and blood mist burst out. The parts of the evil armor in the robe that could not be covered became the flaws of the flesh-cutting and lingchi.
Yin Suming suppressed a mouthful of warm blood in his throat, and was about to pull out, but his breath suddenly suffocated and his neck was already sinking into wolf claws.
Nie Mingtu flipped his eyes and lifted the remaining face painted in the Ghost King to his eyes. He suddenly moved his nose a few times, feeling slightly surprised: Hey!This is... I suddenly feel it, revealing Huang Senshen's sharp teeth and smiled evilly: Interesting!That old ghost actually collected it - I planned to crush the throat, and my mind was turned into a flash of lightning, and my fingers were condensed without ejaculation.
Yin Suming escaped from death, but did not want to escape and counterattack, he actually pulled off his cloak and covered his head, shaped like a child's play.
This move is worse than the ruffian fight in the street corner. Nie Mingtu had the intention of playing with a mouse, and did not let go of his throat. He pulled his cloak apart and said with a grim smile: Just this little ability... Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly burst into tears, and he hugged his head and fell to the ground, rolling and wailing.
Take... take it away!Quick...quick...quick...quick!It hurts so much... Wow!It hurts so much!
Yin Suming stroked his neck and picked up a piece of yellow paper falling from the sky, which was shaking out from the torn mezzanine. He lit the yellow paper in front of him and smiled: Wolf head, what's wrong with you? It’s just a page of old Buddhist scriptures, what’s there to be afraid of?
Nie Mingtu was so painful that his whole body was convulsed, his limbs were twisted, and his whole body was curled up, trembling uncontrollably, and he still didn't dare to open his eyes. The vicious, cunning and intelligent eyes of Zhaowuwomen seemed to suffer from leprosy and had no strength to get up. If it weren't for witnessing it with your own eyes, it would be hard to believe it.
Yin Suming blew blood stains on his lips, and he thought he was suddenly enlightened: I understand that this is not an ordinary sutra, but written in the ancient word "Tian Buddha Picture".This is the word "Tian Buddha Picture" from the Lotus Sect, which was a very profound knowledge. It is said that it was used by the Buddha when he came to the East China Sea. It looks like a picture and no one can understand it yet.The yellow pages in my hand rose slightly, as if the wind was stronger and it would scatter into countless paper butterflies, and there was no sign of any terrifying power at all.
However, Nie Mingtu still twitched continuously, not at all like a disguise.
Geng Zhao in the secret room was confused and exchanged glances with Mingzhanxue. She saw her slight dot on her head, indicating that the word "Tian Buddha Picture" is not the nonsense of the Ghost King. There is indeed such a saying, but I can't recognize it.Mingzhanxue opened her red lips slightly and said silently.
--Even the Ming girl who is knowledgeable and knowledgeable and proficient in Buddhist scriptures does not know what is the word "Tian Buddha Picture"?
Geng Zhao was full of doubts, but he heard Yin Su Ming say leisurely: I have never heard of the story of the wolf head, but my master once told me that before he parted ways with the wolf head in the past, he personally saw the wolf head's magical Buddhist masterpiece, called Fanyu Buddha Picture.
This martial art not only ruined the Green Wolf's Artificial Body that Wolf's Lifelong Practice, but also deeply engraved the same restriction into the wolf's head's mind. As soon as you see the thousand-year-old ancient Chinese verse, the word "Tian Buddha Picture" secretly passed down by the Lotus Sect, the mark left by the monk in the wolf's head will be activated, and the pain will be the same as when you were hit, and it will not dissipate no matter how long you go. After watching it for a long time, the wolf's head's brain will be stewed into a ball of boiling fish and white porridge paste, which no matter how long it is, the Daluo Jinxian cannot save it.
As long as the four walls are engraved with the words "Sky Buddha" and even a thatched earthen house, Nie Mingtu's serious eyesight can turn it into a copper wall and iron wall, and he can't even touch it.For him, there is no more terrifying prison in the world than the thousand-year-old ancient temple Lianjue Temple.
I remember my master... Yin Suming smiled faintly:
That's what I said.
Rebel...Traitor...Traitor...Nie Mingtu groaned in pain, curled up like a cooked shrimp.
Yin Suming took out an old yellow scripture from half of the cloak, shook in the wind, and the remaining pages covered Nie Mingtu's body. The bluestone floor in the hall seemed to have a round and lonely tomb bulging out of thin pieces of yellow paper floating, and the ground withered and looked desolate.
Geng Zhao glanced at the strange characters on the broken page while the yellow paper flew around, and felt a little familiar. With a thought, he took out the small piece of wood cut from the Saha Pavilion to compare it with it. Compared with the small and strange characters engraved in the secret room, it was indeed a very similar style.
(I...I understand!)
For Nie Mingtu, the bottom of the Saha Pavilion is indeed full of mechanisms, full of fatal dangers everywhere - but this mechanism is not a crossbow arrow flying stones, a knife pit sinking, but a sky Buddha picture carved with beams and pillars, or even a table and bed.He got the formula for entering and leaving the attic from somewhere, but he could not risk his brains and found something on the shelf with the words "Take the Buddha Picture" full of the sky, so he had to cooperate with Geng Zhao.
But when you enter the attic to search, Geng Zhao may not be required.
In this world, anyone except for the unique knowledge of the Buddhist Buddha Picture in the body can enter the Saha Pavilion - this also explains why when Gengzhao enters the pavilion every night, the lamp oil in the porcelain lamp is full, and there are no mosquitoes and flies falling dust.
Despite the remoteness, there are still people cleaning the Saha Pavilion.
The only thing that cannot be entered is Nie Mingtu.
Looking at Nie Mingtu, who was covered with yellow paper, Geng Zhao suddenly sighed: This man is cruel and vicious, and he is good at playing with people's hearts. A hand-written sutra can make him wail and wail, and life is worse than death. Although Master Qishuichen's hand, Fanyu Buddha Picture, is not killed, it is also ironic.
In the empty and silent hall, the painful moan of the wolf head echoed, and the breath was broken.
The winner was decided, Yin Suming was full of confidence, and pulled out the demon-slaying green steel sword by his waist with a clang. The bright tip of the sword was pressed against Nie Mingtu's back, and he held the hilt of the sword with both hands and said sternly: Nie Mingtu!With a love for talents, I come to summon you. You are ungrateful and don’t blame me!Just wait for the power to take over the disaster for him.
On the verge of life and death, Nie Mingtu raised his head with hissing: Demon... the knife... not killing yet... I curled up with my head, trembling, and it was hard to make a sentence.Yin Suming hesitated. While thinking, the tip of the Qinggang sword fell and pierced several blood holes on Nie Mingtu's back, sealing his acupoints with strength.
Ming Zhexue said in a soft voice: The trick of the scholar who sent a green robe thirty years ago seems to be effective today.Nie Mingtu is really powerful when he takes the enemy as his teacher.
Yin Suming returned the sword into the sheath, and the iron flute in his sleeve made a shrill sound in the wind. The white-faced wounded officers outside the hall moved when they heard the sound, and tied Nie Mingtu into a meat dumpling with the torn long cloak and the rest of the scriptures.
Nie Mingtu, I will spare your life, I hope you are worth it.The Ghost King danced his robe and the little ghosts rushed into the hall one after another. They were still bat lamps leading the way, leading the horses and carrying the seats. They went there in a moment, as if the ghost gate was closed at dawn. All the ghosts and monsters returned to the sky with the night sky, leaving no trace of the sun.
Mingzhan Xue sighed in a slackening voice and said with a smile: I finally sent away these evil stars, it's really a surprise.Seeing Geng Zhao leaning in front of the eyebrow and looking at him, he said in a narrow voice: Why, are you addicted to seeing him even when you see a ghost?So reluctant to leave.
Geng Zhao was silent for a moment, then suddenly lowered her head and said: Miss Ming, I'm so sorry, I... I want to go over and take a look.
Mingzhexue was silent on her face, and she brushed her knees lightly, and said calmly: You are not a meddling person, but you are afraid it is for the demon sword?
Geng Zhao looked up in shock and thought: Yes, Miss Ming is extremely smart and can only hide anything from her.This makes me feel much more comfortable and said solemnly: There is something I haven't told Miss Ming.The piano box that was kidnapped by Yue Chenfeng in the dilapidated temple that day contained the demon sword and red eyes.He told Xiao Jianzhi, the entrusted by Heng Shuying, the escort of Chiyan to Baicheng Mountain, and the unique attributes of Chiyan's specialization of women.
...According to Nie Mingtu, the disaster of the demon sword thirty years ago originated in Lianjue Temple.I have seen the sword corpse controlled by the demon sword with my own eyes. It is as if he is different from the Wei Qingying he described. He may have mastered more of the ins and outs of the demon sword. This clue... must not be broken.
He did not tell Ming Zhaxue that before his death, the Qin Demon passed on his lifelong experience to him by taking over the body, and also handed over the mission of subduing the Demon Sword to him.The young man who was groping alone to save the world had already made up his mind not to give up any opportunity to penetrate the demon sword.
Although Mingzhanxue was not sure about this, she saw the unshakable steel will in the eyes of this gentle boy.
She squinted her eyes as bright as water and smiled sly: I have something to say first, if it weren't for Nie Mingtu's fear, I would never let you go.Although Yin Suming has high martial arts skills, he is not my opponent.As he said that, Yingying stood up, twisted away the mechanism of entering and leaving, and jumped out with Geng Zhao in his arms, and chuckled:
Why are you stunned?If you don’t chase after it, you won’t be able to catch up!
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The two of them jointly performed their light skills, followed the horse's hoof marks on the ground, and chased them all the way to the Faxing Court.
Geng Zhao suddenly realized: Xianyi was imprisoned by Jiyedao, and all the disciples in Lanyi were also stripped of their faces and replaced by white-faced wounds. How could there be more secure and stricter than his sleeping room?If it was me, I would also choose to settle in the Faxing Courtyard.After careful observation, I found that the little ghosts were scattered in the courtyard, patrolling and guarding, but within ten feet of the extrinsic temple, only the white-faced wounded person could get close to it.
These white-clothed dead men turned their backs to the monastery, and surrounded the house with iron barrels.Yin Suming helped the sword of subduing demons with his hand, walked up the five steps, and pushed the door into the door; there were bright lights in the meditation, and there was a swaying figure on the window paper, probably a close friend who was serving the Ghost King personally.
Mingzhanxue smiled and said: It is said that he is the master of the Nine Nethers and Ten Types of Mysterious Mind. In the end, he still has to eat, change clothes, stool and bathe, and he cannot serve him without his subordinates.Let's see what he looks like after removing the oil paint.He pulled Gengzhao over the entire row of dense treetops and jumped to the ridge of the house.
The white-faced wound is numb and insensitive. If there is no iron flute in the ghost king's sleeve, it will be like a clay sculpture and wood sculpture, standing still without moving.Mingzhanxue's light skills have reached the level of enlightenment, and the Ghost King himself cannot detect it, let alone this group of flesh and blood live dolls?Yin Suming was too confident in his martial arts. This situation did not seem to be guarding against outsiders, but seemed to be for his own people to see.Ming Zhexue pursed her lips and chuckled, pointing her casually.
The two of them looked at the gap, pushed open the screen wall and flipped in, swept up the beam of the temple, and hid in the hidden area of the corner of the house.
I thought Yin Suming was particular about pomp and had many servants with him. He gathered the reputation of the evil path, and it was not surprising that he tied up more than a dozen beautiful daughters who were forced to rob him and offered to the ghost king's lewd pleasure.Unexpectedly, there was only one gray-haired old woman in the huge room with square head and big ears, a nose like an eagle hook, a very deep outline, a rough face full of strange warts, and a large dark brown spot like numb skin at the tail of the eyes and cheekbones, which looked very ugly. Although her body was a little hunched, her shoulders, back and arms were thick and tight, and her skeleton was very thick, and her back was almost the same as that of a man.
After a closer look, her hair color was not white and mixed with gray, but extremely light gold, which was quite rare.
The old woman was quick and nimble, but she didn't seem to have martial arts skills. When she saw Yin Suming entering the door, she came forward with a Qingshui porcelain basin.Yin Suming frowned and waved: Let's put it on, I want to take a shower directly, I'm tired today.The old woman let down as she said, pointing at the screen and babbling for a while. A few teeth were missing from her shriveled mouth. The place where the tongue should have been exposed was empty, leaving only a short ball of flesh.
Geng Zhao couldn't bear it and thought: The Ghost King is a family of all generations, and he never shows his true face. If the person who serves him gives him a word, how can he keep the secret?Compared to the inhumane behavior of fabricating the White-Faced Injury, perhaps pulling out your tongue is nothing to the eyes of the people in the Jiye Dao.The extinction of human nature is outrageous.
Billing white smoke came out after the screen, and the smell of fragrant soup and charcoal fire filled the room with the steam, so there was no need for the old woman to remind him.
Yin Suming waved his robe sleeve: Okay, you don’t need it here.Let's take a break.He casually untied the demon-subduing sword on his waist, and suddenly remembered something again. A strange arc appeared on the corner of his mouth, and turned around and said: Yes, prepare it for me... I found that the old woman lowered her head and walked towards the corner of the house, and with a tsk, she raised her sword and handed it forward.
(This way...this way, you will kill someone!)
Geng Zhao was filled with righteous indignation and was about to jump off, but was grabbed by Mingzhanxue: Don’t be busy!Look first.
Yin Suming patted her right shoulder with the tip of the sheath twice, and the old woman slowly turned around.He made a gesture and took his sword and walked into the screen. After a rustling sound, the tattered green silk robe swung the mist and put it on the top of the screen, but the evil armor was not handed out, which seemed to be at hand.
Mingzhanxue whispered: No one can believe this person. He would rather not serve him, including swords, armor, and even the iron flute that commanded the White-Faced Sword and the Sword.The most evil in the world - the leader of the evil path, it is natural to believe others.Geng Zhaoqi said: Miss Ming, is this strange?Ming Zhanxue just frowned slightly and did not touch her.
The old woman took out a rat-gray soft leather bag from the bottom of the wardrobe, put it on the small table, moved the unused water to a few sides, twisted a few snow-white towels and placed it in a copper plate, then took off her shoes and curled up on a small bed in the corner of the house, facing the house, and sleeping against the wall.
Geng Zhao suddenly realized: It turned out that she was not just a mute, but also a deaf, just like Ah Sha, and could read lips.Just sleep on the bed, even if Yin Suming reveals his true face, you are not afraid. Just pat your back when calling her.It should be noted that most people born with deafness cannot speak. The old woman's tongue is cut off with a sharp blade. I am afraid that the defects of both ears are not born, but caused by harm.
Yin Suming entered the screen, and the deaf and mute old woman who was accompanying him curled up against the wall again. The whole room was empty. Geng and Ming finally had the time to look around and look carefully.
The first monastery in the Faxing Courtyard is carved and painted, without saying, and there is a large step-by-step bed with a golden veil on its roof.The so-called stepping bed is to place a four-poster rack bed on a wooden platform and install wooden railings on all sides, just like being in a small porch, extremely luxurious.
The lever bed is more than seven feet wide and about one meter long, which is not included in the platform. There are twelve feet supporting the platform. The front of the platform is decorated with carved and hollow door circumference, and the top of the bed is decorated with hollow eyebrows of the same style. The front and back ten pillars are connected, and the materials are made of mahogany and gold-plated beaded shells. Where is there a little like a monk practicing?It is simply a place where wealthy families have a lewd and have a lewd enjoyment.
In addition to the stepping bed, there is also a wooden winged recliner with a long back. The long back is low and oblique, which is slightly longer than an adult man's upper body. The arc-shaped handrails are bent like gourds, and each side is connected with two pieces of front and back. They are divided into two upper and lower layers like terraces, but they don't know what their purpose is.There is also a close-fitting small square stool under the seat, dragged out to make it a concrete and slight toilet bed.
There are four pieces of armrests on both sides of the recliner with red ropes tied. Even though Ming Zhanxue is knowledgeable, he can't help but frown: What is this?Suddenly, the breath behind the neck was hot. When he saw Geng Zhao's face swelling, red and strong breathing, he said strangely: Do you know what that is for?
Geng Zhao was a little embarrassed, swallowed and nodded.
Ming Zhexue was curious, and she pursed her lips with a sly touch of Ming mèi, gritted her teeth and said softly: If you don’t be honest, I will kick you down with a girl.Geng Zhao stuttered for a long time, as if he was still a long explanation. Ming Zhaxue hooked his collar and pulled it closer, put on the fragrant and beautiful snow cheeks, and said in a low voice: I'll tell you more recently, I've discovered it!
Geng Zhao sniffed her warm fragrance, and her nose almost touched the smooth and crystal-clear jade cheeks, and her crotch was so hard that it hurt. If she hadn't been concerned about the ghost king Yin Suming under the beam, she would have thrown her down, peeled her clothes and asked for pleasure; she calmed down slightly, and whispered: That's OK... for sexual intercourse.The woman lay on her back on the chair, tied her wrists to the armrests on both sides with a red rope, and the man knelt on the square stool to pull it up, which was very labor-saving.
Mingzhanxue's face turned red, but he cleverly grabbed the loophole in his words: What about the red rope of the lower armrest?Isn't it just a tying hand?Geng Zhao shook his head honestly and whispered: That's used to tie his feet.
Although the lower armrest is long, it is not as good as a woman's shin. Unless the legs are separated and spread across both sides, the red rope can tie the ankles.
Mingzhan Xue wanted to refute who was too bored. Her wonderful eyes were high and swept across the slanted ottoman carved by chicken-winged wood. Suddenly, the scene of her legs spreading and bent, and her snow-white ankles were tied tightly with a red rope, like a little snow frog with her belly tilted.
The woman's legs are bent and her vagina becomes short and shallow, her heart is easy to pick, but the muscles of the Yumen are tense. The man's giant objects are both painful and beautiful when they enter and exit, which is very different from breaking the body. Once they are over, they will feel even more ecstasy.
She imagined that she was tied to a chair, her fair pink legs were shaking due to the soreness of muscles, and the jade clams in the center of her legs were separated without any cover, revealing the tender clam beads like freshly peeled chicken head.The strong sense of shame in the private parts is accompanied by the pleasure of tide, and the shameful liquid beads slowly emerge from the honey crack. The surface of the chicken wenge wooden chair, which is as smooth as dark amber, wet the slightly trembling snow-white buttocks...
The out-of-control imagination galloped for a while, Ming Zhanxue became embarrassed, twisted him hard, and gritted his teeth: Vulgar!Who taught you these dirty jobs?The two jade legs in the skirt couldn't help but tighten and grind it slightly. The warm and greasy roots of the legs that were slipping like powder suddenly surged. A small amount of flowering slapped out of the clam's mouth, slid along the perineum anus into the trough, wetting the snow-white silk stockings on the anus on the anus.
Of course, Geng Zhao could not say that he was in the side room in Hengshuying's room that day, on the ebony gums dressed in clothes. He spread his sister's slender and well-proportioned round legs across the sides, pressing them tightly for a while, making Hengshuying unable to twitch. He pinched and twisted his snow-white and plump body, and was venting dizzy and venting, and he was dying.
He touched his hot cheeks, hesitated for a moment, and hesitated: Bai... I have seen such a chair in Bai Riliu Cinema.Dugu Tianwei is notorious and lives in the city to sing mistresses everywhere. It seems reasonable to think about it, so Mingzhexue let him go.
The two of them waited on the beam for more than two moments, and the heat behind the screen gradually dissipated. Geng Zhao thought to himself: Yin Suming has been taking a bath for too long. Could it be that he had penetrated into some secret path interlayer?Ming Zhanxue was not in a hurry at all, with a smile on his face, revealing an inexplicable sense of determination.
He was about to speak when he suddenly saw a man waving the mist and turning it out from behind the screen. His whole body was naked, and it turned out to be a woman!
Geng Zhao has been sensitive since childhood, and is far better than ordinary people. He has achieved a little success in practicing the Bihuo God Art, which is even more like a tiger. When he chases along the way, he can hear the breathing and conversations of the little ghosts more than ten meters away. He can even hear the sound of the friction between clothes clearly. In terms of ear strength, he has reached the level of a first-class expert in the world.
However, since entering the house, he only distinguished the voices of Yin Suming and the old woman.If this woman was always behind the screen, what a terrifying cultivation level!
If this woman with unknown origin is in hand with the Ghost King, she is afraid that Mingzhanxue, who has not yet recovered her strength, will not be able to win.Geng Zhao did not dare to move, for fear that his whereabouts would be exposed, which would implicate Ming Zhexue; while calming down, he quietly looked at the woman's figure--
Her shoulders are wide and her chest is thick, but she is not as soft and tender as an ordinary woman. She is born with a thick skeleton, a strong waist, and a narrow and long inverted triangle with neat lines, which is quite a sense of being a great man.
The woman's skin color shows an extremely special white color. The bright snow skin is like cream, and the horizontal and horizontal shadows are transparent. Both of them are the best of fair and beautiful skin. The beauty of the skin is difficult to draw and describe. However, the woman's white color is painted white, so white that it does not even penetrate the light. When the ivory comb on the table reflects her snow arm, she feels warm, yellow and moist, and does not look white at all.
Although her skeleton is large, she has two plump and plump buttocks, which are fleshy and crispy, and are complemented by an extremely fair skin. It is like a big white peach, which is extremely delicious and attractive.
Another advantage of a large skeleton is that it has long and slender legs.The woman's calves are extremely long, her feet and shins are thin and straight, and her calves are bulging in balls, with clear lines. Although her equally slender thighs are as strong as her butt, they are as plump and plump as her butt, full of elasticity, and have an indescribable flesh.
She turned her back to Geng and Ming to hide, threw a large bag of things wrapped in a wet cloth raised from behind the screen onto a table, tiptoed on her naked jade feet, and legs sat on a recliner, and took a wide cotton cloth towel to wipe her hair.Apart from the toss and turns of wet and brown hair, the man and the cloth are actually one, with no different colors.
While waving his arms, two heavy snow breasts trembled. On the front, they looked like two large round white faces, but on the side, they looked like large and bulging peach eggs, with a slightly pointed and long oval, falling diagonally from the wide chest, with only a thin, plump breast stem that looked like a ripe white bean, slightly facing the sky.
The areola around it is light and pink, and it is originally just like a copper coin, and it is still called small.Unexpectedly, the full amount of breasts sank down and immediately swelled to the size of a cup. With a slight movement, the soft milk kept swaying, making the pink areola swaying, sometimes big and sometimes small, just like a sticky and soft cake just out of a steamer, making people want to swallow it in one bite so that it can be more peaceful.
The woman wiped it for a long time and threw the cloth on the bed. Her head swayed slightly, swaying a thick and half-brown hair that was half red and half brown. The ends of her hair were thick and curly, and she was not as good as those of the locals in the East China Sea.Turning her head, Geng Zhao found that she was wearing a painted ghost face on her face, covering her original appearance. The edge of the mask was covered with white skin and red hair, and some hot water droplets were oozing out, which seemed to be worn after she got up.
(Isn't this...it's too incredible. It's absolutely impossible!)
Geng Zhao wanted to dispel the unrealistic thoughts in her mind. She inadvertently glanced at the back of the woman's hand. Seeing the slight blood seeping from the back of her right finger, she clenched her fists several times and released her palms. With a tsk sound under the mask, the sound and the round green and white knuckles made Geng Zhao feel familiar.
There are also the wounds left after facing the explanatory meaning of Chi Yunheng's fist.
Geng Zhaoran looked up suddenly, but Ming Zhanxue smiled in front of him, indirectly confirming his guess-
The evil spirits in this world are the masters, and they are eager to unify the three paths and rule the ten kinds of ghost kings, Yin Suming...
--It's actually a woman!
In the next ten years, with the outbreak of the great turmoil that swept the world, several of the top masters called the Five Poles of Heavenly Peaks would shine in the flames of the sky. Some of them became generals, some of them were bound by the border, and some even became emperors of the Four Seas. Only in one fell swoop, the name of the Five Peaks reached its peak and was immortal from then on.
And at the moment, just by the holy algae pool in this underground cave, the wolf leader Nie Mingtu is in a dilemma and embarrassing situation, there is no more terrifying opponent in the world than Ling Yun Sancai.According to legend, these three people have unique skills and are more intelligent than the sky. They can defeat the ghost king Yin Suming and the evil Buddha of the South Ming without any harm. This is actually beyond the scope of martial arts and is precisely the best footnote of the legend of Lingyunding Zhijue.
Yin Hengye waited for a long time, but Qi Shuichen never replied. The fool also understood that he had hit a nail and laughed at Gu Wu Dengyong: Brother Feng, I have told you a long time ago. The master was determined to be rude.He deliberately taught Nie Mingtu to take hostage, and since his brother could not eliminate evil, I could not seek out tens of thousands of disciples of the Confucian sect, it took another ten years after the separation.
Wu Dengyong did not want to agree with his jokes and said in a deep voice: Master, we spent ten years and finally found the trace of the master. I hope the master will give you an explanation.The seven water dust lowers its head in one path and does not connect.
Nie Mingtu is of a very high class among the Seven Mysteries and is familiar with the martial arts storytelling. He feels furious: If he can find Ling Yunding’s big secret, it would be a rare thing.Tighten your fingers and claws, and a few drops of full blood beads pierced between the old monk's dry neck like a chicken skin. He smiled evilly: Master, please give me a few greetings to you, and we'll set out now!If you have anything to say, I will say it on the way.
Wu Dengyong said slowly: Nie Mingtu, don’t force me to take action.
Nie Mingtu sneered: What am I afraid of?You two have sworn that the sword emperor will not kill one person in his life, and the hidden saint will not use one person in his life.Since the tiger has pulled its teeth, what else can I be afraid of?
Yin Hengye said calmly: Brother Feng has 100,000 elite soldiers from Beiguan Road and countless Pegasus spies. It is not difficult to mobilize the Imperial City Tik Cavalry.As for killing someone... it is not necessary that Brother Feng takes action, Yin can do it for him.You have been in the world for many years and have finally reached the current position. Don’t make mistakes.
He slapped the scholar on the forehead of the green robe, and it was thumping!He pressed him into the bottom of the pool, pointed into the water, and still pressed against the scholar's heavenly cover.What's strange is: the scholars all over the head, but there was not even a trace of bubbles on the surface of the pond, and it seemed that they didn't have to breathe.The water in the algae pond is sticky and thick, and the buoyancy is very strong. Yin Hengye only presses his head with one finger, and the scholar also does not move, and will never float up, as if he has entered a state of meditation.
Nie Mingtu saw something strange and suddenly woke up: He used one finger to pass into the true energy, so that the scholar could close his orifices and breathe without breathing and vomiting.Sneer: What a handsome Huigong!He takes advantage of the situation and is well-involved, and is worthy of being the leader of martial scholars.
Yin Hengye smiled brightly and stroked his long beard with his hands.
The evil demons and heretics are also quite knowledgeable.Unfortunately, this is not a Huigong pointer, but a moral and bright pointer that is known as the Confucian pointer that is extremely skilled and specializes in the world's evil spirit.With Yin's decades of Huangji's cultivation, the evil skills you practiced in the Green Wolf Art will be broken with just one finger, so you might as well give it a try.A small half of the picture was revealed from the shadow, carrying a slanted hat, a bun, a hairpin, and a fisherman's clothes. It was dressed in a fisherman's and woodcutter's clothes. Its eyebrows were flying slanted, and five strands of beards were floating out of dust, which could not hide the elegance.
Nie Mingtu certainly knew that the moral and bright fingers were bright. It is said that like the magical skills of the Ghost Order of the Sect, it belongs to the most yang and strong martial arts, specializing in the Yin body. It has not been heard of anyone practicing it for more than a hundred years.Yin Hengye seems to be in his early forties. If he practices the moral and bright fingers and the imperial mastery, he can be said to be the most outstanding genius in the Confucian lineage in the past century.
The hesitation in his eyes was revealed for a moment, but he could not escape Yin Hengye's eyes. He smiled indifferently: Nie Mingtu, let go of the master, I guarantee that you will escape unstoppable today.Wu Dengyong said: Master, let’s wait!The three evil sins of evil are extremely evil. You should not indulge in the martial arts world again to cause disaster.
Yin Hengye raised his sword eyebrows slightly: I mean to my brother, even if he lets go of the master, he can’t forgive him?
Wu Dengyong nodded seriously.
That's right!One piece is combined with one piece, and it cannot be confused.
Nie Mingtu was so cunning. After hearing a few words, he immediately felt very clear in his heart: Wu Dengyong wanted to save people, but in this situation, he had no confidence in not killing him. In order to keep his oath, he could only hope to take action.He died of poverty but wanted to force the old monk to abandon his former vows, so he was willing to save him and deliberately squeezed me to teach the old monk to suffer a little.laughing out loud:
It is also a knife to stretch your head and shrink your head. It is also a knife to pull the seven water dust of Tianguan to placate the back. It is worth it if you die!With the force of fingers and claws, you will tear open the old monk's throat!
After a moment of force, Wu Dengyong was unable to take action due to his oath, but he was not confused at all. In the shadow, a pair of sharp eyes as sharp as a knife looked at Yin Hengye, betting that he could not bear to leave Ling Yunding who disappeared out of thin air; but Yin Hengye did not move, and his eyes were staring straight at Nie Mingtu, betting that he would never destroy this life-saving talisman.
Nie Mingtu's bet is simpler.The moment the two masters remained motionless, he pulled away with Qishuichen and retreated quickly, as if flying back towards the light source!
Wu Dengyong and Yin Hengye remained unmoved.
Nie Mingtu realized something was different when he suddenly heard Qi Shuichen sigh: Can the two donors still not give up Ling Yunding?When I touched Nie Mingtu's wrist with my dry fingers, the touch of my fingertips was cold and dry.Nie Mingtu suddenly lost his strength, and the strange sour and numb feeling winded up all the way, walking all over his body in an instant. When he came to his senses, he was kneeling on one knee and unable to move, and the blind old monk in front of him just touched his right wrist.
Yin Hengye laughed at Gu Wu Dengyong: Brother Feng, I said it long ago. The master was cheating from beginning to end.
Wu Dengyong was silent for a moment and said to Qishuichen: If the master had no explanation today, it would be difficult for me to convince him.
Qi Shuichen nodded and sighed: That’s fine.Both of them are extremely talented and intelligent. I can hide for a while, but I will never be able to hide for a lifetime.I have only one puzzle. If you can answer it, you will win; if both of you can answer it, you will win.
I have been searching hard for ten years, just for this moment.Both of them had no objection, and they kept their energy and were calm and waited for Qishuichen to show the mystery.
The old monk closed his blind eyes and said calmly: Please answer me, where is Ling Yunding?
Yin Hengye and Wu Dengyong looked at each other, but Nie Mingtu almost laughed: The old monk was so arrogant that he had arrived at home.If they can return to Lingyunding, why both of them have to look for you for ten years?With a splash, Yin Hengye hit the water from the air and sighed: For ten years, I have often dreamed of monks saying a clever tip. I know everything I ask in my dreams, and only this mystery is difficult to answer. I am shocked many times during sleep, but I don’t expect it to come true today.
The seven water dust turned to Wu Dengyong.
Is the general also dissatisfied?
Wu Dengyong was silent for a moment and whispered: What Yong learned is not as good as a master. For ten years, he racked his brains and studied the five elements of Qimen Dunjia. He never knew how the master's skills could make the huge Lingyunding disappear.Master, this mystery cannot be solved.
But the general was not convinced.Qishuichen smiled.
What the master said is very true.I am not convinced.
Qishuichen smiled faintly.
Since both of you are not convinced, let’s compete again!How do you two want to compare?
Let's wait!I have something, and I hope the master will explain his doubts.
General, but said it was okay.
Wu Dengyong pondered for a moment and spoke slowly.
Ten years ago, the master first crossed the world to prevent Lingyunding from coming out; today he pretended to be a slut in the market, but he still did not want to appear in the world.I don’t understand that even if the master uses his supernatural powers and hides Lingyunding, the world will not give up on treasure hunting and secret exploration, and the dispute will never end.The master spent a lot of effort, but it was just a waste of time and it was puzzling.
I thought about it and then thought, and I could only think that what the master wants to stop is not treasure hunting, but Ling Yunding himself.Even though I am not talented, I really want to see what the master fears?
Qishuichen nodded with a smile, showing a look of praise.The general's wisdom is extraordinary.What the general said was nothing wrong.He said with a calm expression:
The things on the top of the sky are far more known in this world. Once they appear, no matter who falls into the hands of anyone, all under the world will be trapped in a catastrophe!Unless someone beats me, perhaps he has the ability to get a glimpse of his secrets and not be confused, then Baoding will be able to appear in the world without any worries.This is the reason why I must win no matter what.I paused with deep meaning, as if I had some meaning.
Wu Dengyong fell into deep thought and was speechless for a moment.
Yin Hengyelang smiled and said: The master said it very well.Ten years ago, you and I fought for seven days and seven nights. Everything was difficult to determine the outcome of the literary style, martial arts, numerology, Qimen... and everything was incomparable. The master showed his magical technique of taking Sumeru into Mustard Seeds, and moved us out of the Lingyunding. From then on, we could never find or go back, as if there had never been such a treasure land in the world.
If we compare the number of literature and martial arts today, we will still be defeated by the sumeru and mustard seeds. We might as well change the comparison method.
Seven Water Dust stands with one palm, and bows your head to the forehead.
I would like to hear the details.
Jiye Sanming is a rare evildoer in the world. He does many evil deeds, and both black and white have a headache.Yin Hengye smiled and said: According to Brother Feng’s wishes, the three of them must be punished today. Unfortunately, before the master’s oath, the dignified sword emperor could not use his sword to kill evil, which is really regrettable.
Wu Dengyong hummed slightly and said in a deep voice: Listening to the Master’s words, it seems that he has no intention to do it for him?
Yin Heng stroked his beard and stem with his wild hand and said with a smile: I'm not easy to kill.Besides, even if I am a vicious bandit, I will not kill anyone who has no way to resist. If I lift the three-person ban at once, I will not be sure of winning. No matter which one I escape, it will not be a blessing in the martial arts world.Maybe the master has solved this problem?
The seven water dust drooped the sparse eyebrows and shook Fluctlight's bald head.
I don't kill anyone either.
Since that's the case, let's compare this.Yin Hengye smiled and said: Those who are extremely evil people, who are divided into three of us, cannot kill, cannot release, cannot stolen their limbs and their bodies, or use other means that are neither human nor good, and can help them get rid of evil and follow good, which is considered a win.What do you think?
Qishuichen smiled and said: There is no difference in teaching, it is a Confucian career.Master Yin picked up a question that took advantage of the problem.Yin Hengye laughed and said with a stroking heart: This method is taught by the master, I am just learning and selling it now, fresh and hot.Wu Dengyong was silent.
Among the three, the whereabouts of the seven water dust drifted, and the dragon saw its head but not its tail; although Yin Hengye was the leader of the Nine-Tire Saints of the Confucian Sect and was known as the leader of hundreds of sects of the martial Confucian Sect in the world, he could no longer participate in the affairs of the sect until he did not make one person's vow for his whole life, so he simply hid in the mountains and forests and became a wild crane.
But Wu Dengyong is the commander-in-chief of 100,000 elite soldiers of Beiguan Road. He has been in and out of the army for half his life, and has a master of evil Taoism with strong martial arts skills and a vicious heart. He can't kill or let go, and he has to find a way to change his nature and become a good person. This is simply a nightmare.
Yin Hengye smiled and said: Brother Feng might as well imprison the evil Buddha in the South Mid on this mast mountain, use the natural cave as a cage and pour copper and iron as a threshold, dig out the underground springs to quench their thirst, use the vines and soil underground to cure their hunger, and let the morning bells and evening drums and the sound of the monks and the Buddhist sings cleanse their hearts. Gong is free to go to Yuepu, see if he has figured it out, and travel to the mountains and rivers by the way. Isn’t it beautiful!
Such explicit ridicule did not anger the sword emperor Wu Dengyong, and was silent just to concentrate on thinking and find a way to win the bet.He had been secretly leaving Sheping Mansion for several days, and he could not continue to delay here; the most unfavorable thing for this bet was time.
Even if you really have no choice but to arrange a cage to keep people in trouble, it still takes several days.The military situation in Beiguan is extraordinary. Although there is no major trouble at present, the commander-in-chief of the 100,000 army suddenly disappeared without a trace. He neither asked for leave from the Ministry of War, nor no one in the shogunate knows whereabouts. Once there is something wrong in the army, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Qi Shuichen sighed.
This gambling method is quite new.If the general had no objection, he would have made up his mind.
I should obey orders.The tall man sitting in the shadow nodded, like a solemn rocky mountain.
Nie Mingtu was restrained. He heard the three of them coming and going, but he didn't take himself seriously. It seemed that the evil Sanming, which was trembling with black and white, was just three bargaining chips, and he couldn't help but get angry: Oh, you three bastards!Today's shame, I will definitely give it back twice the time!With a rush of passion, he suddenly moved again. His fingers and claws were closed and he smiled grimly:
If you get into trouble, don’t even think about betting!
After reincarnation, Wu and Yin both drank: Master!It's too late to save it.
The seven water dust flipped his palms, and the wind gathered like a cymbal. With a shout, he grabbed Nie Mingtu's ears and sighed: The donor's words are evil, the view, and the behavior is evil, and the stubbornness is only solved!A brilliant light suddenly bloomed in the palm.
Nie Mingtu felt it was hard to bear the heat, his head seemed to be covered by a burning iron hoop. The old monk's burning fingers and palms stuck to hissing, and in an instant, all five senses were lost, and the pain was indescribable; amid the screams, there was only a boiling red blood in front of him...
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After I woke up, I was already in Lianjue Temple.Nie Mingtu sneered:
The wonderful thing is that the person who imprisoned me in the temple was actually the sword emperor Wu Dengyong, not the old monk.It seems that when I was in a coma, the three of them exchanged the targets for fulfilling the bet. Somehow, I fell into Wu Dengyong's hands.
For thirty years, the wolf's head has been imprisoned in Lianjue Temple?Yin Suming suddenly asked.
Nie Mingtu understood his doubts.What a person is Zhao Wu Wolf Eye? Even Yin Hengye said that he would use a dangerous cave to imprison him. What kind of dragon and tiger den is Lianjue Temple? It has been locked up for him for thirty years!The old man smiled coldly and said calmly: Wu Dengyong imprisoned me in a place called Saha Pavilion. There are many mechanisms in the pavilion, which makes it difficult for ordinary people to enter and exit.
That day, the old monk used a move to plot against me by Fanyu Buddha Picture. After that, the yang energy in my body was strong and it kept eroding the Green Wolf Art magic skill I practiced.Before leaving, Wu Dengyong told me that he would only deliver me food every three days, and only use some clear water, vegetables, grains and grains. The Yin and cold body of the Green Wolf Art cannot get flesh and blood nutrition, and in the end it was completely destroyed by the old monk's pure yang energy. All his skills were put into vain, and he was like a useless person.
Who knew that heaven would not destroy me? By chance, I obtained a Buddhist masterpiece by the old monk. I spent thirty years of hard practice and achieved great success.No matter how powerful the magical power of "The Demonic Order" is, it can only restrain the evil spirit body. What can I do?
Yin Suming suddenly realized.Nie Mingtu's pair of green and yellow evil eyes captured the change of his expression under the oil paint and sneered: Your master has never mentioned the events of that year to you?
Unheard of.
So, you don’t know who your devil master fell into and how he escaped?
Yin Suming shook his head.The masked old man in black caressed the smooth handrail of the Bone Throne, crossed his legs and supported his chin with one hand, and then smiled softly after a while: This is wonderful.
I don’t understand the words of the wolf’s head.
Lingyun Sancai is one of the seven masters in the world, with great martial arts skills, but Jiye Sanming is not an idle person. Even if I fight alone, can't I escape?
The wolf head is one against three, and the wind is captured. That is their victory without any damage to the reputation of the wolf head.Yin Suming smiled.
Nie Mingtu sneered: You don’t have to clamp your tips and thorns when you speak.The three masters of the underworld left Qiwei Valley together, and acted alone, and were plotted against each other near Lianjue Temple... There was a strange feeling in this matter.Not to mention the coincidences such as Yu Sichen, Demon Sword, and Ling Yun Sancai's second gathering.
I kept thinking: Is it possible that Lianjue Temple is just a carefully arranged stage?The actors who came and went on stage - Dianyu Sichen, the two young people, and even Ling Yun Sancai, were carefully designed by someone. For some purpose, they were led to Lianjue Temple in Mastshan Mountain, and unknowingly played a good show.
The wolf head means...
I don't believe there is such a coincidence in the world.After thinking for thirty years, I only came to one conclusion: among the three of us, one must be an internal thief.Nie Mingtu said coldly: I'm not lucky, and the whole family bumped into three bastards with excellent martial arts skills. All of this was the result of someone's careful design, which led us to be alone, but we just encountered an unimaginable opponent.
Yin Suming finally understood, and brushed the colorful horizontal lines on his knees with colorful golden lines and said coldly: The appointment of the demon sword was made by his family teacher. The meaning of the wolf head is to suspect that the sect leader sold the wolf head and the evil Buddha first?
Nie Mingtu let out a hey voice and brushed his knees and legs lightly.
That's not.I am only sure that this matter was not done by myself. For thirty years, my suspicion of your devil master and the evil Buddha has not been separated from each other; I think the innocent one of them may not be able to trust me.After all, the person who starts is not necessarily the person who sets up a trap.
He smiled happily and said: It was not until you appeared tonight that I finally confirmed: It turned out that all this was done by your master.He is the shameless despicable deed who betrays his colleagues and betrays his sect, and only for his own selfishness, and has been willing to be someone else's lackey for thirty years!
presumptuous!
Yin Suming slapped the handrail and pressed the sword to get up: Nie Mingtu, don’t think that the "Shigui Ling" cannot deal with you, so he slandered people with blood and insulted the leader of this Taoist Taoist first!
Nie Mingtu squinted his yellow and green eyes and said with a sneering smile: If you are not a foolish donkey, or if you have broken your brain, you will know that what I said is not false.Over the past thirty years, the wolf head and the evil Buddha have disappeared, and the animals and evil ghosts have been destroyed. Why are you the only one who can fly far away from hell and preserve your strength?
Yin Suming was speechless for a moment and couldn't answer.
Nie Mingtu was unreasonable and shook his clothes with the armrest of the bones, aggressively: Who did your master escape from? Why did that person ignore the bet and let your master develop his power in secret?The answer is simple - because they have already colluded!That person eliminates dissidents for your master and returns the three paths to one. Your master hides in the world for him for thirty years. This is to abandon evil and do good!
Yin Suming was furious and could not defend himself. He took a few steps in his anger and refuted: You... talk nonsense!
In the secret room, Geng Zhao was shocked: Oops!Why did he always get the same plan?
Sure enough, Nie Mingtu was stunned when he was angry. The sudden rain-like ghost hand of the lying robe was pulled out from under his robe. Yin Suming could not resist it before, but it was even more unfavorable to be attacked in a hurry. A shadow of fingers was snarled in the blink of an eye, and the whole body was filled with a sound, and the broken silk and blood mist burst out. The parts of the evil armor in the robe that could not be covered became the flaws of the flesh-cutting and lingchi.
Yin Suming suppressed a mouthful of warm blood in his throat, and was about to pull out, but his breath suddenly suffocated and his neck was already sinking into wolf claws.
Nie Mingtu flipped his eyes and lifted the remaining face painted in the Ghost King to his eyes. He suddenly moved his nose a few times, feeling slightly surprised: Hey!This is... I suddenly feel it, revealing Huang Senshen's sharp teeth and smiled evilly: Interesting!That old ghost actually collected it - I planned to crush the throat, and my mind was turned into a flash of lightning, and my fingers were condensed without ejaculation.
Yin Suming escaped from death, but did not want to escape and counterattack, he actually pulled off his cloak and covered his head, shaped like a child's play.
This move is worse than the ruffian fight in the street corner. Nie Mingtu had the intention of playing with a mouse, and did not let go of his throat. He pulled his cloak apart and said with a grim smile: Just this little ability... Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly burst into tears, and he hugged his head and fell to the ground, rolling and wailing.
Take... take it away!Quick...quick...quick...quick!It hurts so much... Wow!It hurts so much!
Yin Suming stroked his neck and picked up a piece of yellow paper falling from the sky, which was shaking out from the torn mezzanine. He lit the yellow paper in front of him and smiled: Wolf head, what's wrong with you? It’s just a page of old Buddhist scriptures, what’s there to be afraid of?
Nie Mingtu was so painful that his whole body was convulsed, his limbs were twisted, and his whole body was curled up, trembling uncontrollably, and he still didn't dare to open his eyes. The vicious, cunning and intelligent eyes of Zhaowuwomen seemed to suffer from leprosy and had no strength to get up. If it weren't for witnessing it with your own eyes, it would be hard to believe it.
Yin Suming blew blood stains on his lips, and he thought he was suddenly enlightened: I understand that this is not an ordinary sutra, but written in the ancient word "Tian Buddha Picture".This is the word "Tian Buddha Picture" from the Lotus Sect, which was a very profound knowledge. It is said that it was used by the Buddha when he came to the East China Sea. It looks like a picture and no one can understand it yet.The yellow pages in my hand rose slightly, as if the wind was stronger and it would scatter into countless paper butterflies, and there was no sign of any terrifying power at all.
However, Nie Mingtu still twitched continuously, not at all like a disguise.
Geng Zhao in the secret room was confused and exchanged glances with Mingzhanxue. She saw her slight dot on her head, indicating that the word "Tian Buddha Picture" is not the nonsense of the Ghost King. There is indeed such a saying, but I can't recognize it.Mingzhanxue opened her red lips slightly and said silently.
--Even the Ming girl who is knowledgeable and knowledgeable and proficient in Buddhist scriptures does not know what is the word "Tian Buddha Picture"?
Geng Zhao was full of doubts, but he heard Yin Su Ming say leisurely: I have never heard of the story of the wolf head, but my master once told me that before he parted ways with the wolf head in the past, he personally saw the wolf head's magical Buddhist masterpiece, called Fanyu Buddha Picture.
This martial art not only ruined the Green Wolf's Artificial Body that Wolf's Lifelong Practice, but also deeply engraved the same restriction into the wolf's head's mind. As soon as you see the thousand-year-old ancient Chinese verse, the word "Tian Buddha Picture" secretly passed down by the Lotus Sect, the mark left by the monk in the wolf's head will be activated, and the pain will be the same as when you were hit, and it will not dissipate no matter how long you go. After watching it for a long time, the wolf's head's brain will be stewed into a ball of boiling fish and white porridge paste, which no matter how long it is, the Daluo Jinxian cannot save it.
As long as the four walls are engraved with the words "Sky Buddha" and even a thatched earthen house, Nie Mingtu's serious eyesight can turn it into a copper wall and iron wall, and he can't even touch it.For him, there is no more terrifying prison in the world than the thousand-year-old ancient temple Lianjue Temple.
I remember my master... Yin Suming smiled faintly:
That's what I said.
Rebel...Traitor...Traitor...Nie Mingtu groaned in pain, curled up like a cooked shrimp.
Yin Suming took out an old yellow scripture from half of the cloak, shook in the wind, and the remaining pages covered Nie Mingtu's body. The bluestone floor in the hall seemed to have a round and lonely tomb bulging out of thin pieces of yellow paper floating, and the ground withered and looked desolate.
Geng Zhao glanced at the strange characters on the broken page while the yellow paper flew around, and felt a little familiar. With a thought, he took out the small piece of wood cut from the Saha Pavilion to compare it with it. Compared with the small and strange characters engraved in the secret room, it was indeed a very similar style.
(I...I understand!)
For Nie Mingtu, the bottom of the Saha Pavilion is indeed full of mechanisms, full of fatal dangers everywhere - but this mechanism is not a crossbow arrow flying stones, a knife pit sinking, but a sky Buddha picture carved with beams and pillars, or even a table and bed.He got the formula for entering and leaving the attic from somewhere, but he could not risk his brains and found something on the shelf with the words "Take the Buddha Picture" full of the sky, so he had to cooperate with Geng Zhao.
But when you enter the attic to search, Geng Zhao may not be required.
In this world, anyone except for the unique knowledge of the Buddhist Buddha Picture in the body can enter the Saha Pavilion - this also explains why when Gengzhao enters the pavilion every night, the lamp oil in the porcelain lamp is full, and there are no mosquitoes and flies falling dust.
Despite the remoteness, there are still people cleaning the Saha Pavilion.
The only thing that cannot be entered is Nie Mingtu.
Looking at Nie Mingtu, who was covered with yellow paper, Geng Zhao suddenly sighed: This man is cruel and vicious, and he is good at playing with people's hearts. A hand-written sutra can make him wail and wail, and life is worse than death. Although Master Qishuichen's hand, Fanyu Buddha Picture, is not killed, it is also ironic.
In the empty and silent hall, the painful moan of the wolf head echoed, and the breath was broken.
The winner was decided, Yin Suming was full of confidence, and pulled out the demon-slaying green steel sword by his waist with a clang. The bright tip of the sword was pressed against Nie Mingtu's back, and he held the hilt of the sword with both hands and said sternly: Nie Mingtu!With a love for talents, I come to summon you. You are ungrateful and don’t blame me!Just wait for the power to take over the disaster for him.
On the verge of life and death, Nie Mingtu raised his head with hissing: Demon... the knife... not killing yet... I curled up with my head, trembling, and it was hard to make a sentence.Yin Suming hesitated. While thinking, the tip of the Qinggang sword fell and pierced several blood holes on Nie Mingtu's back, sealing his acupoints with strength.
Ming Zhexue said in a soft voice: The trick of the scholar who sent a green robe thirty years ago seems to be effective today.Nie Mingtu is really powerful when he takes the enemy as his teacher.
Yin Suming returned the sword into the sheath, and the iron flute in his sleeve made a shrill sound in the wind. The white-faced wounded officers outside the hall moved when they heard the sound, and tied Nie Mingtu into a meat dumpling with the torn long cloak and the rest of the scriptures.
Nie Mingtu, I will spare your life, I hope you are worth it.The Ghost King danced his robe and the little ghosts rushed into the hall one after another. They were still bat lamps leading the way, leading the horses and carrying the seats. They went there in a moment, as if the ghost gate was closed at dawn. All the ghosts and monsters returned to the sky with the night sky, leaving no trace of the sun.
Mingzhan Xue sighed in a slackening voice and said with a smile: I finally sent away these evil stars, it's really a surprise.Seeing Geng Zhao leaning in front of the eyebrow and looking at him, he said in a narrow voice: Why, are you addicted to seeing him even when you see a ghost?So reluctant to leave.
Geng Zhao was silent for a moment, then suddenly lowered her head and said: Miss Ming, I'm so sorry, I... I want to go over and take a look.
Mingzhexue was silent on her face, and she brushed her knees lightly, and said calmly: You are not a meddling person, but you are afraid it is for the demon sword?
Geng Zhao looked up in shock and thought: Yes, Miss Ming is extremely smart and can only hide anything from her.This makes me feel much more comfortable and said solemnly: There is something I haven't told Miss Ming.The piano box that was kidnapped by Yue Chenfeng in the dilapidated temple that day contained the demon sword and red eyes.He told Xiao Jianzhi, the entrusted by Heng Shuying, the escort of Chiyan to Baicheng Mountain, and the unique attributes of Chiyan's specialization of women.
...According to Nie Mingtu, the disaster of the demon sword thirty years ago originated in Lianjue Temple.I have seen the sword corpse controlled by the demon sword with my own eyes. It is as if he is different from the Wei Qingying he described. He may have mastered more of the ins and outs of the demon sword. This clue... must not be broken.
He did not tell Ming Zhaxue that before his death, the Qin Demon passed on his lifelong experience to him by taking over the body, and also handed over the mission of subduing the Demon Sword to him.The young man who was groping alone to save the world had already made up his mind not to give up any opportunity to penetrate the demon sword.
Although Mingzhanxue was not sure about this, she saw the unshakable steel will in the eyes of this gentle boy.
She squinted her eyes as bright as water and smiled sly: I have something to say first, if it weren't for Nie Mingtu's fear, I would never let you go.Although Yin Suming has high martial arts skills, he is not my opponent.As he said that, Yingying stood up, twisted away the mechanism of entering and leaving, and jumped out with Geng Zhao in his arms, and chuckled:
Why are you stunned?If you don’t chase after it, you won’t be able to catch up!
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The two of them jointly performed their light skills, followed the horse's hoof marks on the ground, and chased them all the way to the Faxing Court.
Geng Zhao suddenly realized: Xianyi was imprisoned by Jiyedao, and all the disciples in Lanyi were also stripped of their faces and replaced by white-faced wounds. How could there be more secure and stricter than his sleeping room?If it was me, I would also choose to settle in the Faxing Courtyard.After careful observation, I found that the little ghosts were scattered in the courtyard, patrolling and guarding, but within ten feet of the extrinsic temple, only the white-faced wounded person could get close to it.
These white-clothed dead men turned their backs to the monastery, and surrounded the house with iron barrels.Yin Suming helped the sword of subduing demons with his hand, walked up the five steps, and pushed the door into the door; there were bright lights in the meditation, and there was a swaying figure on the window paper, probably a close friend who was serving the Ghost King personally.
Mingzhanxue smiled and said: It is said that he is the master of the Nine Nethers and Ten Types of Mysterious Mind. In the end, he still has to eat, change clothes, stool and bathe, and he cannot serve him without his subordinates.Let's see what he looks like after removing the oil paint.He pulled Gengzhao over the entire row of dense treetops and jumped to the ridge of the house.
The white-faced wound is numb and insensitive. If there is no iron flute in the ghost king's sleeve, it will be like a clay sculpture and wood sculpture, standing still without moving.Mingzhanxue's light skills have reached the level of enlightenment, and the Ghost King himself cannot detect it, let alone this group of flesh and blood live dolls?Yin Suming was too confident in his martial arts. This situation did not seem to be guarding against outsiders, but seemed to be for his own people to see.Ming Zhexue pursed her lips and chuckled, pointing her casually.
The two of them looked at the gap, pushed open the screen wall and flipped in, swept up the beam of the temple, and hid in the hidden area of the corner of the house.
I thought Yin Suming was particular about pomp and had many servants with him. He gathered the reputation of the evil path, and it was not surprising that he tied up more than a dozen beautiful daughters who were forced to rob him and offered to the ghost king's lewd pleasure.Unexpectedly, there was only one gray-haired old woman in the huge room with square head and big ears, a nose like an eagle hook, a very deep outline, a rough face full of strange warts, and a large dark brown spot like numb skin at the tail of the eyes and cheekbones, which looked very ugly. Although her body was a little hunched, her shoulders, back and arms were thick and tight, and her skeleton was very thick, and her back was almost the same as that of a man.
After a closer look, her hair color was not white and mixed with gray, but extremely light gold, which was quite rare.
The old woman was quick and nimble, but she didn't seem to have martial arts skills. When she saw Yin Suming entering the door, she came forward with a Qingshui porcelain basin.Yin Suming frowned and waved: Let's put it on, I want to take a shower directly, I'm tired today.The old woman let down as she said, pointing at the screen and babbling for a while. A few teeth were missing from her shriveled mouth. The place where the tongue should have been exposed was empty, leaving only a short ball of flesh.
Geng Zhao couldn't bear it and thought: The Ghost King is a family of all generations, and he never shows his true face. If the person who serves him gives him a word, how can he keep the secret?Compared to the inhumane behavior of fabricating the White-Faced Injury, perhaps pulling out your tongue is nothing to the eyes of the people in the Jiye Dao.The extinction of human nature is outrageous.
Billing white smoke came out after the screen, and the smell of fragrant soup and charcoal fire filled the room with the steam, so there was no need for the old woman to remind him.
Yin Suming waved his robe sleeve: Okay, you don’t need it here.Let's take a break.He casually untied the demon-subduing sword on his waist, and suddenly remembered something again. A strange arc appeared on the corner of his mouth, and turned around and said: Yes, prepare it for me... I found that the old woman lowered her head and walked towards the corner of the house, and with a tsk, she raised her sword and handed it forward.
(This way...this way, you will kill someone!)
Geng Zhao was filled with righteous indignation and was about to jump off, but was grabbed by Mingzhanxue: Don’t be busy!Look first.
Yin Suming patted her right shoulder with the tip of the sheath twice, and the old woman slowly turned around.He made a gesture and took his sword and walked into the screen. After a rustling sound, the tattered green silk robe swung the mist and put it on the top of the screen, but the evil armor was not handed out, which seemed to be at hand.
Mingzhanxue whispered: No one can believe this person. He would rather not serve him, including swords, armor, and even the iron flute that commanded the White-Faced Sword and the Sword.The most evil in the world - the leader of the evil path, it is natural to believe others.Geng Zhaoqi said: Miss Ming, is this strange?Ming Zhanxue just frowned slightly and did not touch her.
The old woman took out a rat-gray soft leather bag from the bottom of the wardrobe, put it on the small table, moved the unused water to a few sides, twisted a few snow-white towels and placed it in a copper plate, then took off her shoes and curled up on a small bed in the corner of the house, facing the house, and sleeping against the wall.
Geng Zhao suddenly realized: It turned out that she was not just a mute, but also a deaf, just like Ah Sha, and could read lips.Just sleep on the bed, even if Yin Suming reveals his true face, you are not afraid. Just pat your back when calling her.It should be noted that most people born with deafness cannot speak. The old woman's tongue is cut off with a sharp blade. I am afraid that the defects of both ears are not born, but caused by harm.
Yin Suming entered the screen, and the deaf and mute old woman who was accompanying him curled up against the wall again. The whole room was empty. Geng and Ming finally had the time to look around and look carefully.
The first monastery in the Faxing Courtyard is carved and painted, without saying, and there is a large step-by-step bed with a golden veil on its roof.The so-called stepping bed is to place a four-poster rack bed on a wooden platform and install wooden railings on all sides, just like being in a small porch, extremely luxurious.
The lever bed is more than seven feet wide and about one meter long, which is not included in the platform. There are twelve feet supporting the platform. The front of the platform is decorated with carved and hollow door circumference, and the top of the bed is decorated with hollow eyebrows of the same style. The front and back ten pillars are connected, and the materials are made of mahogany and gold-plated beaded shells. Where is there a little like a monk practicing?It is simply a place where wealthy families have a lewd and have a lewd enjoyment.
In addition to the stepping bed, there is also a wooden winged recliner with a long back. The long back is low and oblique, which is slightly longer than an adult man's upper body. The arc-shaped handrails are bent like gourds, and each side is connected with two pieces of front and back. They are divided into two upper and lower layers like terraces, but they don't know what their purpose is.There is also a close-fitting small square stool under the seat, dragged out to make it a concrete and slight toilet bed.
There are four pieces of armrests on both sides of the recliner with red ropes tied. Even though Ming Zhanxue is knowledgeable, he can't help but frown: What is this?Suddenly, the breath behind the neck was hot. When he saw Geng Zhao's face swelling, red and strong breathing, he said strangely: Do you know what that is for?
Geng Zhao was a little embarrassed, swallowed and nodded.
Ming Zhexue was curious, and she pursed her lips with a sly touch of Ming mèi, gritted her teeth and said softly: If you don’t be honest, I will kick you down with a girl.Geng Zhao stuttered for a long time, as if he was still a long explanation. Ming Zhaxue hooked his collar and pulled it closer, put on the fragrant and beautiful snow cheeks, and said in a low voice: I'll tell you more recently, I've discovered it!
Geng Zhao sniffed her warm fragrance, and her nose almost touched the smooth and crystal-clear jade cheeks, and her crotch was so hard that it hurt. If she hadn't been concerned about the ghost king Yin Suming under the beam, she would have thrown her down, peeled her clothes and asked for pleasure; she calmed down slightly, and whispered: That's OK... for sexual intercourse.The woman lay on her back on the chair, tied her wrists to the armrests on both sides with a red rope, and the man knelt on the square stool to pull it up, which was very labor-saving.
Mingzhanxue's face turned red, but he cleverly grabbed the loophole in his words: What about the red rope of the lower armrest?Isn't it just a tying hand?Geng Zhao shook his head honestly and whispered: That's used to tie his feet.
Although the lower armrest is long, it is not as good as a woman's shin. Unless the legs are separated and spread across both sides, the red rope can tie the ankles.
Mingzhan Xue wanted to refute who was too bored. Her wonderful eyes were high and swept across the slanted ottoman carved by chicken-winged wood. Suddenly, the scene of her legs spreading and bent, and her snow-white ankles were tied tightly with a red rope, like a little snow frog with her belly tilted.
The woman's legs are bent and her vagina becomes short and shallow, her heart is easy to pick, but the muscles of the Yumen are tense. The man's giant objects are both painful and beautiful when they enter and exit, which is very different from breaking the body. Once they are over, they will feel even more ecstasy.
She imagined that she was tied to a chair, her fair pink legs were shaking due to the soreness of muscles, and the jade clams in the center of her legs were separated without any cover, revealing the tender clam beads like freshly peeled chicken head.The strong sense of shame in the private parts is accompanied by the pleasure of tide, and the shameful liquid beads slowly emerge from the honey crack. The surface of the chicken wenge wooden chair, which is as smooth as dark amber, wet the slightly trembling snow-white buttocks...
The out-of-control imagination galloped for a while, Ming Zhanxue became embarrassed, twisted him hard, and gritted his teeth: Vulgar!Who taught you these dirty jobs?The two jade legs in the skirt couldn't help but tighten and grind it slightly. The warm and greasy roots of the legs that were slipping like powder suddenly surged. A small amount of flowering slapped out of the clam's mouth, slid along the perineum anus into the trough, wetting the snow-white silk stockings on the anus on the anus.
Of course, Geng Zhao could not say that he was in the side room in Hengshuying's room that day, on the ebony gums dressed in clothes. He spread his sister's slender and well-proportioned round legs across the sides, pressing them tightly for a while, making Hengshuying unable to twitch. He pinched and twisted his snow-white and plump body, and was venting dizzy and venting, and he was dying.
He touched his hot cheeks, hesitated for a moment, and hesitated: Bai... I have seen such a chair in Bai Riliu Cinema.Dugu Tianwei is notorious and lives in the city to sing mistresses everywhere. It seems reasonable to think about it, so Mingzhexue let him go.
The two of them waited on the beam for more than two moments, and the heat behind the screen gradually dissipated. Geng Zhao thought to himself: Yin Suming has been taking a bath for too long. Could it be that he had penetrated into some secret path interlayer?Ming Zhanxue was not in a hurry at all, with a smile on his face, revealing an inexplicable sense of determination.
He was about to speak when he suddenly saw a man waving the mist and turning it out from behind the screen. His whole body was naked, and it turned out to be a woman!
Geng Zhao has been sensitive since childhood, and is far better than ordinary people. He has achieved a little success in practicing the Bihuo God Art, which is even more like a tiger. When he chases along the way, he can hear the breathing and conversations of the little ghosts more than ten meters away. He can even hear the sound of the friction between clothes clearly. In terms of ear strength, he has reached the level of a first-class expert in the world.
However, since entering the house, he only distinguished the voices of Yin Suming and the old woman.If this woman was always behind the screen, what a terrifying cultivation level!
If this woman with unknown origin is in hand with the Ghost King, she is afraid that Mingzhanxue, who has not yet recovered her strength, will not be able to win.Geng Zhao did not dare to move, for fear that his whereabouts would be exposed, which would implicate Ming Zhexue; while calming down, he quietly looked at the woman's figure--
Her shoulders are wide and her chest is thick, but she is not as soft and tender as an ordinary woman. She is born with a thick skeleton, a strong waist, and a narrow and long inverted triangle with neat lines, which is quite a sense of being a great man.
The woman's skin color shows an extremely special white color. The bright snow skin is like cream, and the horizontal and horizontal shadows are transparent. Both of them are the best of fair and beautiful skin. The beauty of the skin is difficult to draw and describe. However, the woman's white color is painted white, so white that it does not even penetrate the light. When the ivory comb on the table reflects her snow arm, she feels warm, yellow and moist, and does not look white at all.
Although her skeleton is large, she has two plump and plump buttocks, which are fleshy and crispy, and are complemented by an extremely fair skin. It is like a big white peach, which is extremely delicious and attractive.
Another advantage of a large skeleton is that it has long and slender legs.The woman's calves are extremely long, her feet and shins are thin and straight, and her calves are bulging in balls, with clear lines. Although her equally slender thighs are as strong as her butt, they are as plump and plump as her butt, full of elasticity, and have an indescribable flesh.
She turned her back to Geng and Ming to hide, threw a large bag of things wrapped in a wet cloth raised from behind the screen onto a table, tiptoed on her naked jade feet, and legs sat on a recliner, and took a wide cotton cloth towel to wipe her hair.Apart from the toss and turns of wet and brown hair, the man and the cloth are actually one, with no different colors.
While waving his arms, two heavy snow breasts trembled. On the front, they looked like two large round white faces, but on the side, they looked like large and bulging peach eggs, with a slightly pointed and long oval, falling diagonally from the wide chest, with only a thin, plump breast stem that looked like a ripe white bean, slightly facing the sky.
The areola around it is light and pink, and it is originally just like a copper coin, and it is still called small.Unexpectedly, the full amount of breasts sank down and immediately swelled to the size of a cup. With a slight movement, the soft milk kept swaying, making the pink areola swaying, sometimes big and sometimes small, just like a sticky and soft cake just out of a steamer, making people want to swallow it in one bite so that it can be more peaceful.
The woman wiped it for a long time and threw the cloth on the bed. Her head swayed slightly, swaying a thick and half-brown hair that was half red and half brown. The ends of her hair were thick and curly, and she was not as good as those of the locals in the East China Sea.Turning her head, Geng Zhao found that she was wearing a painted ghost face on her face, covering her original appearance. The edge of the mask was covered with white skin and red hair, and some hot water droplets were oozing out, which seemed to be worn after she got up.
(Isn't this...it's too incredible. It's absolutely impossible!)
Geng Zhao wanted to dispel the unrealistic thoughts in her mind. She inadvertently glanced at the back of the woman's hand. Seeing the slight blood seeping from the back of her right finger, she clenched her fists several times and released her palms. With a tsk sound under the mask, the sound and the round green and white knuckles made Geng Zhao feel familiar.
There are also the wounds left after facing the explanatory meaning of Chi Yunheng's fist.
Geng Zhaoran looked up suddenly, but Ming Zhanxue smiled in front of him, indirectly confirming his guess-
The evil spirits in this world are the masters, and they are eager to unify the three paths and rule the ten kinds of ghost kings, Yin Suming...
--It's actually a woman!
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