On Lushan, a black shadow suddenly jumped over a path next to Wuzhuang Temple, and ran towards the woods in the distance at a very fast speed, but immediately behind a little Taoist priest in Taoist robe chased after him.

"Where are you going to go!"

A cold snorkeled suddenly, and the eyes were long and the lips were very thick. The little Taoist priest with a bun was covered in gloomy face, and a yellow talisman shot out. The light on the yellow talisman body flowed, bursting open, turning into a golden knife. As the little Taoist priest pointed, the golden knife fell down fiercely. The black shadow in the distance was hit and made a squeaking sound.

The little Taoist priest walked in and saw the face of the black shadow clearly. It was a half-meter-high little monkey with gray fur all over his body. The little monkey's body was slashed by the golden knife, and there was a big hole on the back, and blood flowed out from it. When the Taoist priest came over, the little monkey kowtowed desperately, and tears as big as beans came out of his big eyes.

"Now you know how to beg for mercy again? You dare to snatch Jin Lingyan in front of me!"

The little Taoist priest pulled out a dark wooden sword from behind, pointed at the spiritual monkey, and said coldly.

Hearing the Taoist priest's words, the little monkey kowtowed harder. There were bluestone floor tiles under it, and blood quickly broke out from his head. Now it completely ignored the injuries it suffered and just wanted to beg for mercy, begging the little Taoist priest to let it go.

"It's useless. You beast, I only received three golden spirit flames. This time I broke through and ruined it again. I'll eat your brain and it's useless to replenish it!"

The little Taoist priest was very angry, and his body was shaking slightly, and he wished he could slash with one sword.

"Amitabha, this fellow Taoist, please take mercy."

A thin little novice monk walked up the path in the distance. The little novice monk had clear eyebrows and red lips and white teeth. Seeing this monkey look like this, there was a hint of unbearableness between his eyebrows; and next to him was a girl wearing a white dress, a yellow gourd tied around her waist, and a hat with a straw hat. The girl's fists were tightly pinched, as if she was very dissatisfied with the actions of the little Taoist priest.

"I tell you who it is? It turns out that it is Huineng bald donkey from Wuliang Temple and Junior Sister Zhuo'er from Qingxin Temple."

When the Taoist priest saw the little novice monk, his eyes were too long, but when he saw the girl in white beside him, his eyes immediately lit up and took back the wooden sword in his hand.

When the little monkey saw the Taoist priest in front of him retracting the wooden sword, he looked overjoyed. When he saw the person walking by, he immediately ran towards the girl. He knew that it was absolutely safe to stay in front of this girl and the little novice monk.

"Is this how the Fire Dragon Son of Taiqing Sect taught you? I never thought that if you haven't seen each other for a few years, you will become even worse."

The girl named Zhuo'er stared at the little Taoist priest with a wide eyelid and said coldly.

She tore off her dress and began to bandage the wound on the monkey's back, with a look of heartache on her face. She was a disciple of Qingxin Temple in Emei Mountain. Almost everyone has a spiritual monkey. However, she was the first time she came out of the mountain and did not find a suitable spiritual monkey. She did not expect to meet one here. The sisters at her mountain gate all had a grudge against the spiritual monkey, so naturally they couldn't stand being hurt by others.

"Junior Sister Zhuo'er, it was this evil beast who stole my Jin Lingyan, so I took action."

The little Taoist priest quickly argued, as if he cared about the words of the junior sister Qingxinguan.

"Fellow Daoist Zeng De, this golden spirit flame is given by God and is grateful to all things. It is originally a creature of heaven and earth, so how can you say that you steal?"

Huineng clasped his hands together, smiled, and spoke without any rush.

"Huineng little bald donkey, you..."

Zeng De's face was red and his ears were red. How could he not know that the golden spirit flame was given by God? It was just that he didn't have time to collect more golden spirit flames. The appearance of this little monkey naturally spread his anger on its head.

Golden Spirit Flame is given by God. Golden Spirit Flame will appear in the entire Chinese region, but there are a lot of them in Yonghe City.

"Senior Brother Zeng De, Master Huineng is also a personal disciple of the head of Xuanfan of Wuliang Temple. You should be careful when speaking."

Zhuo'er was very dissatisfied with Zeng De of the entire Taiqing Sect, and still stared at him with his eyebrows raised.

"Okay, okay, Master Huineng, is that okay? By the way, Junior Sister Zhuoer, why are you with him?"

Zeng De put away the wooden sword, rubbed his hands, coughed a few times and approached Zhuo'er, and asked in a soft voice.

"What do you have to do with him when I am with you? Although our major sects are now barely good, no one will forget what happened more than ten years ago."

Zhuo'er's face turned pale, walked to the other side, looked at the dark sky, and spoke.

"Junior sister, you can't carry any pot. More than ten years ago, we were still young."

Zeng De slapped his forehead and became speechless.

Zhuo'er is talking about a war breaking out in the magic world more than ten years ago. At that time, the righteous Taiqing Sect colluded with the magic sect and wanted to unify the entire magic world. They even joined forces with the magic sect masters to occupy the Qingxin Temple. Although Zhuo'er was only eight years old at that time, these memories were particularly clear and would naturally treat Taiqing Sect differently.

"You don't have to say anything anymore. We have to go down the mountain. If you want to continue killing creatures, then you continue. Even if you kill them, the golden spirit flames will not be able to be found. These golden spirit flames have long been dispersed into their bodies and merged into their flesh and blood. Don't blame me for not warning you. There are not only disciples of our righteous alliance on this mountain, but also many demon sects and casual cultivators. If you meet them, hum."

After Zhuo'er said that, he waved to Huineng. Huineng smiled slightly and followed.

"Don't leave, we three are together, even the disciples of Demon Mon can't do anything to us."

After taking a look at the darkness around him, Zeng De shouted and chased after him.

In another place, two teenagers in strange clothes appeared. The two teenagers looked exactly the same and were twins. They went under a mountain and looked up.

"Second, are you sure it's this hill?"

The boy who spoke was extremely ugly, had big nostrils, small eyes, pockmarked face, and his hair was cut very short. The reason why he was called a boy was because his body was tall and strong, his back was straight and he walked like the wind.

The strangest thing is that both of them were carrying a pitch-black coffin behind them. The coffins were tied with red ropes the size of their thumbs and then carried behind them, which looked extremely strange.

"Boss, don't you believe my eyes? I did see that there are a lot of golden spirit flames falling on this mountain."

The other boy with exactly the same face as the boy who was talking, had long hair.

"Well, since the other party has the ability to collect Jin Lingyan, its strength must not be underestimated. How many have you collected?"

The boss asked.

“I only collected two.”

The second brother was a little helpless. These golden spirit flames fell very quickly, and the area he was in was very limited. It would be great to get two of them.

"Two? I'm not much better than you, but one more. The corpses we raise are not enough, let alone improving our own Taoist practice."

The boss sighed and looked up at the top with some hesitation.

"Boss, it's not okay to not improve your strength. Our corpse sect finally made a fortune. The master has high hopes for us. Have you forgotten the news from the magic world?"

The second brother was a little unhappy when he heard the boss's dejected look.

"How could you forget? The disciples of the righteous path have joined forces to destroy Moluomon again. Our Corpse Sect is also under the Moluomon. And this time they are coming in full force, and even the law enforcement elders of the magic world stand on their side. We are afraid that there will be a lot of danger."

The boss said slowly.

"How bad is it? Have you never seen the head of Demon Romon? Now Xuan Fan, the head of the Wuliang Temple in the magic world, is not his opponent. Who can attack Demon Romon?"

The old man sneered.

"Don't forget that the truly powerful person in the magic world is not the head of Wuliang Temple. Even the law enforcement elder cannot fight that person."

The boss glanced at the horizon and his face became solemn.

"Oh? You won't talk about Bai Wuchang and Qing Ming, don't you know that they have gone to Nuwa's tomb and never came out again. There are also the former head of Yuandao Sect and Wu Ti, who have not come out. It seems that they are all dead in Nuwa's tomb. What are you worried about?"

The second child shrugged and said disregardlessly.

"It would be great if this is true, but I heard that someone has discovered Bai Wuchang's traces in the Demon-Captaining Land, and his nephew, the little demon, has been searching for the Thousand-year-old monster, and is planning to open Nuwa's tomb again."

The boss thought about it and expressed his concerns.

"Absolutely impossible. Even so, it's not our turn to do it. We are just a small sect under the Demonic Sect. We can't interfere in these things. We are now avoiding the so-called righteous alliance disciples. There are many righteous disciples on this mountain collecting golden spirit flames. We have to do it quickly. Our corpse refining is only the lowest iron corpse, and we have to let it evolve into copper armor corpse. If our copper armor corpse successfully evolves, even if we meet the third generation of righteous disciples, we don't have to worry. The essence and blood of these practitioners are of great use for our corpse refining. Advance into silver armor corpse, or even golden armor corpse is not a dream."

The dick raised his head, his nostrils facing the sky, and his mouth opened in a muffled voice.

"Haha, you really dare to think about it. Our sect leader only has a silver armored corpse. If you still want the golden armored corpse, you might as well think about the silver-winged yaksha."

The boss looked at the younger brother who was born a few minutes later than him and smiled helplessly. It was not so easy to advance in corpse refining. The two brothers entered the corpse sect at that time and started raising corpses. More than ten years later, it took until ordinary corpses to be refined into iron corpses and golden armored corpses. When will they be?

"Hehe, the people on this mountain definitely did not leave. We just need to stay at the foot of the mountain and wait for them to come down and attack them, fearing that we would not get these golden spirit flames? Besides, although our iron corpses are invulnerable to swords and guns, ordinary people cannot resist at all, and there are corpse poisons. As long as they attack them, they will not be able to do anything. What's more, I just saw that there was only one person on the mountain collecting golden spirit flames, so there is no need to be afraid."

The second child laughed a few times and spoke.

"Okay, it's around three o'clock now. I guess the people above will definitely come in dawn, so we'll lie here."

The boss also hoped that his iron corpse would advance, so he agreed to his younger brother's proposal and immediately untied the big coffin behind him.

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