Found Ning Yi.

Kill Ning Yi.

So...where is Ning Yi?

If Ju Xing could have an immortal pupil that could clearly observe all things in the world, he could go back to the night when Skylark treated Master Fuyan.

Then all the fog can be unraveled.

When the four left the Crescent Mandarin Building, they silently used the "anonymous talisman" to avoid the guard's eyeliner.

At the beginning of the intelligence transfer, Ning Yi and Song Yiren made one clear thing.

In Xiao Leiyin Temple, there are people who can communicate with ghost cultivators.

It may be Ryuzi, it may be Zenzi... It may be anyone who hides in the dark and silently peeks at himself. If this is a game of chess game between each other, then if you want to win, you must avoid the situation of "the enemy is dark and I am bright".

It can make him invisible.

Or let him... see the wrong side.

This is a "tactic understanding" that can reach a consensus without words or communication. Even though Ning Yi and Song Yiren have only been together for a short period of time, they are very similar people.

And they all think that they are very similar people.

Hot springs on the top of the mountain.

Vegetarian banquet at Crescent Mountain.

As the organizer of the Buddhist Bathing Buddhist Association, Mingshashan gave Song Yiren the greatest power and convenience, which is a poisonous gift... He is in charge of the fallen geese formation and the entire Little Leiyin Temple. As the planner who lives in the darkest place, he received information higher than Song Yiren.

He knew the existence of Ning Yi and Pei Lingsu.

I also know the deployment of the eight hundred monk soldiers in Lingshan, where Song Que went, and the arrangement of cinnabar.

In this chess game, he can easily accomplish everything he wants to accomplish because he has all the information and has the natural excuse of "old and weak", so he avoided meeting Ning Yi. If he had never met, it would naturally not cause suspicion. In addition, there is a conspicuous target of "Luzi".

He only needed to stretch out one hand and push the mystery to Daoxuan.

Then Ning Yi, Pei Lingsu, Song Yiren, and Zhusha would pounce in that direction... and what he had to do was simpler. He just needed to confuse the truth and delay all this until the end of the Dharma Assembly.

"You arranged the person who assassinated Ritsuko?"

Song Yiren's voice sounded in the Luoyan Formation. He held the old man's wheelchair. If the formation did not restrict his movement, he just needed to push forward and the uncle who was over hundreds of years would fall and fall from the high altitude tower and fly out... But at this moment he couldn't even move a small step.

Two drops of sweat fell silently on the cheeks under the hat.

He controlled his eyes and looked outside the hall, countless broken earth and stones covered his sight. The Cinnabar Girl was still guarding outside the Great Hall of Wudao Mountain. Since the fallen geese formation was completely launched, the entire Great Mountain of Wudao must have fallen.

Song Yiren is very concerned about the safety of cinnabar.

She is his longevity lock.

And between life and death, the waist card kept trembling, and Song Yiren could feel this intermittent reminder.

Cinnabar is still alive.

But injured.

"You have found the aura of the 'ghost cultivator'... Lu Zi colluded with the ghost cultivator and killed his companions. If you use the technique of retrospectiveness, you will see the hazy 'truth', monks and ghost cultivators run side by side, killing his companions of the Vinaya clan."

The old man's laughter interrupted his thoughts.

Song Yiren's vision returned to the back of his uncle, and he saw an unreasonable picture.

, the slowly twisted face, the dark wishing fire slowly oozed out from the lace of her clothes, twisting and flipping on her cheeks, like a vine or a print, sometimes drilling out of her skin and then deeply engraving like a tattoo.

Finally, a hideous and compassionate smile appeared.

The old man clasped his hands together, turned his head one hundred and eighty degrees, and said with a smile: "It's a ghost cultivator... under the command of the 'wind disaster' of Liuli Mountain in the East. They should be collecting the fire of wishes. There are more than 4,000 Buddha statues of vows here. They should have sent them to the Lingshan Futu Cave as accumulated vows. Today."

"You... are crazy."

Song Yiren gritted her teeth and said, "If you want to borrow fire from the East, what benefits can you get?"

He looked at his uncle.

There is one sentence that has not been said.

What other benefits do you need?

As Xuyun’s three disciples, the highest leaders of Lingshan, served as the abbot of Xiao Leiyin Temple. Master Guxing’s reputation has reached the pinnacle of the world. No matter what he wants, as long as he speaks, Lingshan will definitely give it to him. Even if he thinks that the world is a burden and wants to retire, Lingshan will immediately arrange residence and related matters of resignation.

"Benefits..." Ju Xing's distorted face gradually became confused.

Living for so long.

There is nothing in this world that can attract him.

In a short moment, the old man recalled the disputes, angry quarrels, and the scene of himself leaving sadly. His master was the most genius existence in Lingshan, and was hailed as the closest figure to the "god" in the world... No matter what disputes or opinions are, they must end in their own failure.

That quarrel was no exception.

This is the reason why Ju Xing left Lingshan and came to Xiao Leiyin Temple. The master was very disappointed with him and did not want to see him again, so he sent him to this point. On the surface, he was still several leaders of Lingshan, but Mingsha Mountains is located in a remote place in the east, and the spiritual energy and starlight are far less abundant than Lingshan.

For hundreds of years, his cultivation level has stagnated and he cannot "nirvana". His limits naturally come quickly. Master told him that if he can understand his true self in retreat in Xiao Leiyin Temple, he can break through that threshold.

What is "understanding the true self"?

That is to admit that what the Master said is right?

Xuyun is right in everything, he is wrong in everything. If a practitioner doesn’t even believe himself, then how should he continue? Only others will he not be able to face this fate!

So Ju walked on another road.

He smiled.

"I want to prove that I am right..."

He looked at his junior sincerely.

"Jinglian, I will take you to see the true Buddha."

...

...

The collapse of the Wudao Mountain Taoist Temple was in an instant.

Too many spectators, without having time to figure out what was going on, were hit by gravel. Then the "Falling Geese Formation" unfolded indiscriminately, and the entire mountain trembled!

The original intention of setting this formation is to absolutely control all the changes in Mingsha Mountains. The main formation is set up on Wudao Mountain. When it is used at this moment, the power is extremely powerful on the mountain and almost no one can resist it.

Even practitioners at the tenth level can only barely walk and run, and have difficulty making a sword.

Thousands of spectators, in the thick smoke and in the ruins, were crushed and attacked by a large formation. The first thing they did was not to escape, but to look for the Buddha statues that they brought with them. In Lingshan, every one practiced hard.

Those are all firm believers, and some things are more important than life...

And the next moment when the formation is fully expanded.

Those important things broke with a crack.

The incense that was regarded as an important thing by the Lingshan carriage, and after the Dharma Assembly ended, the incense that was "contribution" was sent to the Lingshan Gate. The Buddha statues of the vows that allocated resources according to the degree of vows and dedication, exploded one by one, and in an instant, hundreds of them exploded, extending to the end of the corners of their eyes, like a wine jar filled with nectar. After the explosion was a flood-like fire of vows, but the air was stained with blackness, and a piece of evil was dazzled into the air.

Under the gathering of some strange power, the rolling wish fire suspended and condensed in the air and turned into a cloud of fire.

Why gather fire?

Only strong winds.

Countless strong winds spread on the top of Wudao Mountain, and the man in black robe who was in charge of all this stood in the Wudao Mountain Hall, without any intention of stepping into it... He pressed his sword against the cinnabar's neck and stared at the woman crawling out from the cracks between the black umbrella and the stone pillar. The strong wind blew into the cracks of the rock, making a harsh collision sound. The big black umbrella was instantly hit, and the stone pillar hit the ground with a bang, raising a piece of smoke and dust.

Feng Huan said lightly: "Where is Ning Yi, I will not ask you the third time."

The wind in the entire Wudao Mountain is his eyes and ears.

The power of wish was pouring out, the temple collapsed, and the "borrowing fire" plan conspired in the East Realm was completed at this moment, but the face of the demon king was not at all happy. Everything around him seemed to have become extremely slow.

All practitioners under the ten realms have been influenced by the fallen geese formation.

Those ascetics, staring at the strange monks who were sweeping in the wind, unacceptably under the rules of nature, step by step, and the fallen geese formation did not restrict their actions. The faces of these practitioners were covered up tightly to avoid being directly exposed to strong light. They were holding a pitch-black stone altar in their hands, and there was a circle of ancient talismans on the mouth of the altar. The "flames" that oozed out of the broken stone statues of the vow were blown by the strong wind, and they snatched into the stone altar like a net.

The talisman emits a wave of faint light.

The "Wish Fire" in Lingshan is called "hellfire" by ghost cultivators in the East.

These ghost cultivators are also his eyes and ears.

And all over the mountains, countless black flames, and wherever the wind passes, it is like the gate of hell, and ghost cultivators are rampant.

When the wind stricken stood on the top of the mountain, he suddenly frowned.

A faint wind blew through a remote rock crack under the bottom of the mountain, like an ancient door of a thousand-year-old dark room. In the entire Wudao Mountain, there seemed to be a hidden "cave sky".

The blurry image extends the wind and passes into the eyes of the wind disaster.

A man and a woman sit in the cave at the bottom of Mount Wudao.

It is like sitting among the petals of the mountains, with long and narrow flowers and leaves, each with exquisite veins... This is the original formation pattern left by the formation master who set up the "Falling Goose Formation" back then.

Feng Jian's expression suddenly looked ugly.

Without hesitation, he directly killed the sword.

Tear up!

In the midst of lightning, the woman who was about to break her head was pressed by the sword. Suddenly, the earth and stones on the soles of her feet collapsed instantly. Without any warning, she made a tilted backward posture of an iron bridge. A corner of her clothes was cut off by the strong wind. She grabbed the broken umbrella under the stone pillar with one hand and pulled it out hard. Countless silver lights shot out in front of Fengjian with this action.

Thousands of silver needles, the talisman burned through the umbrella tip, shuttled through the cave and crashed directly into Feng Jian's face.
Chapter completed!