At some point, the fire light from the distance dimmed. The hazy night color looked even darker, but from a distance, the light of the fireball still radiated dozens of miles in this radius, but the light around it suddenly dimmed, as if a mist from somewhere was quietly spreading in the surrounding air.

Xiao Xia suddenly felt a little confused and hazy tiredness surged up, and her mind that had been tense unconsciously relaxed. Just like when she was about to fall asleep, some inexplicable feelings and thoughts appeared in her mind.

"Is it a smoky smoke?" Xiao Xia woke up suddenly and bit her tongue. A sudden burst of pain pierced into her brain. At the same time, she was busy taking out two poison-removing and clearing talismans from the talisman bag and stuffing them into her nostrils.

"Haha, what's wrong? The boy named Xia, do you think I'll use boring and boring things like Miyan?"

The voice of the man in the sedan chair sounded, which sounded sweeter, greasier and stickier than the previous one. This sound no longer came from his ears, including all the hairs, every inch of skin, every muscle, every bit of bone marrow, seemed to be involuntarily echoing and melting with the sound, as if the whole person would be completely dissolved into the sound and turned into a sweet and sticky part.

"Hum~!" A silver bottle suddenly broke, and a clear shout sounded, like a sharp sword suddenly cut a hole in the sound and breath that seemed to melt people, and also made Xiao Xia, who was about to faint, wake up.

It was Mingyue who made the sound. She also noticed the strangeness that happened inexplicably around her. This time she did not rush to take action with five pairs of people in the sedan chair, but instead made magic seals on both hands on the spot, lifting her breath and shouting.

This sound of "Hum" is the third sound of the fundamental mantra of Samantabhadra Tathagata of Buddhism, and it is also the sound of breaking the magic and shaking the demons in Samantabhadra's fundamental mantra. As early as in the black wood forest in Qingzhou, the monk Mifu used this sound to break the illusion of the bright moon, but Mingyue used this sound to break his mantra. Now, with this clear and distant Buddhist Zen sound, not only did Xiao Xia wake up, but even the darkness around seemed to be dispelled a lot.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xiao Xia immediately pulled out three talismans from the talisman bag on his waist, raised his hand and first shot out one. After leaving his hand, the talisman turned into a hot and flowing light and flew towards the top of the sedan chair. The second slapped the ground, and the ground suddenly swayed like the water surface and rushed towards the ground below the sedan chair.

These two talismans are medium-grade and high-quality talismans that Xiao Xia has treasured for a long time. They are far beyond the grade he can draw. They are bought or exchanged for emergencies. The first one is the fire-going Taoist method of "Flowing Rock and Fire Rain". After it exploded in the sky, it was full of heavy rain-like lava flowing fire within a few feet. The second one is the earth-going Taoist method of "Ground Cow Swinging Tail", which makes a ground of more than ten feet radiate violently. The ordinary heroes of the martial arts world can not only stand and walk on it. Not to mention being injured and slurred, they need a considerable light-skill body technique. These two talismans are barely considered first-class Taoist methods in the martial arts world. Even among the thousands of people in the treasure hunting league, only Shi Taoist and other leaders can handle it.

After using the first two talismans, Xiao Xia only recovered her breath a little. She immediately slapped the third talisman on him. This is the "Shenxing Talisman" that can stimulate the meridians and acupoints in a short time to increase the speed, because he knew very well that the two spells could only block the person in the sedan chair at most, divide his mind and attention, and give him time to avoid and escape, at least he could not distract Mingyue here.

But what he didn't expect was that these two spells that could make the first-class masters rush and could not even make the person in the sedan chair move, let alone blocking and distracting. The large ball of rock flames flying above the sedan chair twisted in the air, disappearing silently like a strange lower nine-grade illusion. The spell of the storm that had originally rushed to the ground became a mud cow that entered the sea, and it disappeared as soon as it approached the sedan chair. Even this divine talisman that had just been photographed did not react at all. It seemed that it was not a medium-grade talisman worth hundreds of taels of silver, but just a piece of straw paper.

But Xiao Xia knew very well that it would never be a piece of straw paper. The position and effectiveness of dozens of talismans in the talisman bag can be determined by just touching his fingers. Each talisman that can be placed in the talisman bag must be carefully checked and verified. The years of his career in Liuzi Camp have long made him develop this habit. Every accident and mistake in the battlefield struggle is directly tied to his own life. There is no tolerance for any carelessness. But at this moment, at this critical moment, these three carefully prepared talismans have inexplicably become the same as straw paper. As soon as the magic power contained in the cloud patterns on it was stimulated, they were distorted and swallowed by a strange force in the void.

It is not an offset or restraint of ordinary spells, but a deeper distortion, assimilation and devouring, just as Mingyue's spell was swallowed up by the gray and black mist spewed out by the boss.

"Jihehe. The boy has a good reaction. Although the talisman level is not up to the table, this technique can be considered first-class, and it is worthy of being from Liuzi Camp. But did I say that this is not something like the Smoke. This thing is very interesting and interesting."

As the sound rang out, the light around him dimmed again. The feeling and darkness that Mingyue had just broken away with a clear cry swept back with ten times and a hundred times the force. Almost in the blink of an eye, the space around her was filled with an extremely ominous gray-black, which was integrated with the sweet and wet sound. Before she could figure out why the three talismans were completely ineffective, Xiao Xia felt as if she had suddenly fallen into an indescribable nightmare. Not only was her hands and feet weak, but her thoughts and thoughts suddenly became difficult to operate.

Mingyue seemed to have said something again, but Xiaoxia could no longer hear it or understand it. The only thing he could feel was the boundless drowsy and darkness, and the sweet and sweet voice that rang out in his mind: "A Yue, I said that you are just a magical power from the relics. It is good to be able to protect yourself, but why do you still think about protecting this kid?"

In a daze, Xiao Xia suddenly felt that he reached out to find a talisman from his waist and hit him. Although his mind was so dizzy that he didn't even know why he did this, he still remembered the location of each talisman in the talisman bag. He could still find a middle-third-grade Xuanshui frozen gas talisman based on the feeling of his fingertips. He could even clearly feel how the magic power in the talisman was emitted under his own stimulation.

There was no strangeness in the talisman once. The surging cold air of water flowed out of the talisman, causing one of the figures to be frozen in the body. Then the sweet voice that seemed to fill the whole world echoed in my mind: "Hehehehe. Look, others don't like you to protect you. You were not of this kind before. Is the relic of the Chixia Bald Donkey really so magical? It seems that I will find a way to go to the Pure Land Zen Temple to get two pills to play with."

Although Xiao Xia could hear the sound clearly, he could no longer understand what it meant. There seemed to be someone moving around him, pulling him to run, and he had no energy to pay attention to it. Every thought and pulsation in his mind was getting deeper and deeper in the nightmare feeling, gradually blending with the feeling, the sweet and clingy voice, very quickly. He couldn't even feel any feeling, and he would never feel it anymore. Just when the last feeling was about to disappear completely, a smile, refreshing and cheerful voice suddenly came.

"Amitabha~~"

The sound of chanting Buddha's name seemed to be extremely ordinary. It was not as clear and distant as the bright moon's previous roar, nor the extraordinary meaning of the legendary Buddhist masters like the roar of the evening drum and morning bell awakening the world. You can even hear some inappropriate jokes and smiles, and there is also a little rural accent of Jingzhou, but it is like the lights lit up in the dark. The endless gray and black nightmare in Xiao Xia's mind was instantly dispelled, and all his feelings, thoughts and thoughts came back.

Then at this time Xiao Xia realized that his wrist was tightly held tightly by a cold little hand, and the nails on his fingers pinched his wrist with blood marks. This hand was naturally Mingyue's. It turned out that Mingyue had already pulled him away for a long time, but Mingyue looked very embarrassed now, and she no longer had the fairy-like elegance of the paintings in the past. There were two thin blood marks on the little hand holding his wrist and dripping with bright red blood beads. The long hair was also cut and broken, and the most important thing was that her hair, eyebrows, and exposed skin were covered with a thin layer of white frost. The breath emitted between her nose and red lips were condensed into white smoke by the cold air.

The strange little sedan chair was still quietly lifted in the air by the invisible black crystal filaments. Of course, it can be seen from Mingyue's body that it was definitely not so quiet before. Now it is just because a smiling young monk stood beside them, which was the ten directions that had been meditating in the woods under Tianhuo Mountain.

"Xing Shang, why are you here so late?" Mingyue, who arrived in time, did not show any gratitude to the life-saving monk Mingyue, who arrived in time. On the contrary, there was a bit of blame in his words.

Shifang quickly closed the moon and explained, "Amitabha. I suddenly had a lot of experience in meditation tonight. I didn't notice the changes here for a while, and I actually suffered a little grievance. It's really a sin." After that, he turned around and closed the stone to the sedan chair not far away and bowed: "How dare I ask the donor in the sedan chair, why is he willing to bully Miss Mingyue such a beautiful and exquisite person? He actually used the magical magic of the Heavenly Ghost Mantra. Fortunately, Miss Mingyue has my Buddhist powers to resist one or two, otherwise wouldn't she be refined into a puppet toy by the donor?"

". I was having fun for a while, but I forgot that this little bald donkey from Shifang came, but it took me so long. I was careless and miscalculated." The voice of the man in the sedan fell. And after a closer look, you could find that the weird gray and black that originally permeated the surroundings had disappeared, and the light from afar could clearly illuminate the place.

"Amitabha, good, good. In many days, you, the donor, is still the only one who speaks in a quick manner. There is no master or monk who screams. But donor, you are actually carrying the most strange demonic magic technique that harms people. And when you appear here at this time, it seems to be related to the matter of the Suzaku Spirit Fire, so you can only ask the donor to come out of the sedan chair and explain it carefully."

While speaking, Shifang had already walked towards the sedan chair. He didn't see any special moves. Not only did the gray and black mist that had been spreading around him unknowingly, it seemed that there was a cool, grand, and ubiquitous slight white light that began to fill within dozens of feet of this radius.

"Don't be too proud. Little bald donkey can knock out my fog of ghost heart with a sound. Do you really think it depends on your own cultivation?" The voice of the man in the sedan became deeper and deeper, and there was no longer the strange feeling of sweet, wetness and romance.

"Oh? The donor's eyesight is indeed great. It can be seen that the little monk's cultivation is not as deep as the donor. He can only easily overwhelm the donor by caring my Zen treasure." Shifang's face showed an admiration, but the steps under his feet did not stop. As he gradually moved forward, a hazy white light began to appear around him. The light was not dazzling, but it gave people a serene and comfort. After Xiao Xia woke up, he was originally weak and disgusted, and he felt much more comfortable when he shone on the light. "Before I went out, the host also told me that I should try not to rely on the power of this treasure, and it is even more undesirable to fight with others. But now it seems that there is some secret on the donor, which is of great help to resolve the situation in front of him. Maybe that's all."

While speaking, Shifang had already walked to the front of the sedan chair. The white light emitted from his body gathered but did not dissipate, and it seemed that a huge Buddha statue was faintly visible.

In fact, if you look closely, there is no shape in the white light, and the overall look is just hazy and the white light is not dazzling. But for some reason, Xiao Xia always feels that there is a huge and boundless Buddha statue that can fill this world in the white light. This Buddha statue that cannot be seen directly at the naked eye does not give people any direct sense of oppression, but it only makes people peaceful and peaceful. It is as calm as if it has become a grain of dust in this world.

Under this white light, the strange and unpredictable sedan also seemed to become insignificant, but it was just a speck of dust, which could be destroyed by a blink of an eye.

"I said, don't be too proud, the bald donkey in the ten directions. Do you think I don't know what you are carrying? That is, you can destroy the restlessness of the demonic heart and ghost bodies in the imperial tombs of the previous dynasty, and that is, you can stand in front of me with this self-righteousness~!"

But the sedan hanging in the air was still motionless. A gray-black aura that was extremely rich and strong spiraled around, trying hard to resist the white light that seemed to be weak and peaceful, but irresistible. Only then could it be seen. The mist that had been inexplicably spread around and the strange smoke that was spit out from the mouth of the master were all evolved from the gray-black aura emitted by the people in the sedan. It was not bad before, and it was easily swallowed up the gray-black aura of Xiao Xia and Mingyue spells. Now, in front of this faint white light, it can only curl up in front of the faint white light, just to resist being transformed. The voice of the people in the sedan was no longer that sweet and greasy, but with a strong unwillingness and anger.

At this time, Mingyue, who was standing not far away, also pulled Xiaoxia backwards: "Let's move aside and let Xing Shang beat this bad guy."

After a pain in his wrist, Xiao Xia realized that Mingyue's hand had not been released until now. Looking at the undissipated frost on the girl's black hair, Xiao Xia's heart felt inexplicably warmth. Of course, he knew where these frosts came from, and he knew what it would feel like to be hit directly by such a talisman. If it weren't for the dress woven by snow spider silk, this half-human and half-demon girl would immediately fall to the ground. Of course, he also knew that if Mingyue hadn't kept holding his hand, his talisman would never hit her. So he sighed and asked, "Why didn't you avoid the talisman just now?"

Mingyue couldn't look at him, as if this was a question that was not necessary to ask, and replied lightly: "I'll die if I avoid you. That bad guy's spell is very powerful and disgusting. I don't want you to become a monster like that fat man."

"I really didn't expect that this time I would come over quietly and actually meet such a big fish." Xiao Xia took a deep breath with lingering fear, looking at the strange little sedan chair in the white light in the distance. The fish was so big that it almost swallowed them in one mouthful, which really made him sweat. "Just relying on the devil's heart curse, this person is at least the leader of the Demon Sect. If Master Shifang could capture this person, Master Zhang would have to write his name on the Demon Elimination Order this year."

From the words of Shifang and the man in the sedan chair, Xiao Xia also knew what the black smoke that could swallow and distort him and Mingyue magic could control him for no reason.

The Ghost Curse of the Mischizophrenicity. Perhaps ordinary people in the world don’t know what the name means, but Xiao Xia knew it. It is like the prototype of the Great Soul-Breaking Hand, the highest martial arts master of Tangjiabao. It is one of the five secret scripts of the Demon Sect hundreds of years ago. Even if the Demon Sect has become a crossing rat today, it is no longer as beautiful as one in ten thousand of the past, but no one would suspect that the Five Demon Sects of Heavenly Demons is still the most evil, strange and dangerous, and the most profound martial arts in the world. Even the Tang Sect was determined and spent several generations of hard work to improve one of the best-controlled Dasha Sects as its own martial arts. This shows this.

So Xiao Xia really feels that he is lucky enough to escape from the hands of those who practice this magical technique.

"Master Shifang should be able to deal with that man, right?" Xiao Xia asked. Whether it was the gray-black aura around the sedan chair or the grand and peaceful light, it was beyond his understanding of his eyes. He could only see that the person in the sedan chair seemed to be very bad, but from the sharp voice, he could only hear anger and despair without despair.

"If you can, you can definitely win." Mingyue didn't know if she could see it clearly, but she answered very affirmatively.

At this time, they had withdrawn dozens of feet. From a distance, the hazy white light had been connected into a piece, submerging the bodies of the ten directions and the small sedan chair. Countless Buddhas and Vajra's illusions seemed to appear and appear, and countless Zen singing and chanting scriptures were heard in the void.

It echoed, as if a piece of Buddha's Pure Land tolerate everything. The gray-black aura was so weak that it was almost invisible. The sharp voice of the man in the sedan chair seemed to be still saying something angrily, but even the sound could not escape the Buddha's light that tolerated everything and purified everything. When it came to Xiaoxia, it sounded like a mouse's moan before dying.

Suddenly, a shrill roar sounded, and a dark and rich aura finally cut through the hazy white light and flashed through the air. Then the white light began to fade away like a tide. In just a few breaths, the Pure Land of the Buddha Kingdom transformed from the white light disappeared.

However, after the white light dissipated, there was only one person standing there. The strange and inexplicable little sedan chair and the boss who had almost turned into a ball of meat in the distance disappeared.

ps: Recently, there are many situations, very poor conditions, and there is a vicious cycle trend. I will try my best to make up for it. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes,
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