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Chapter 121 Master Ling Ya (Add more, please vote for me!)

The so-called "harmony between man and nature" is an argument used by practitioners to understand the relationship between heaven, earth and themselves.

The human body is a small world, and the world is a big human body.

The human body shares the same origin as heaven and earth, and is all born from the Tao, so naturally some mysterious connection can be generated within it.

Being between heaven and earth, you are constantly being washed and baptized by the vital energy of heaven and earth. If you can refine it, you will increase your internal strength.

Xiantian Qi cultivators can do this.

The opened acupoints are like bridges connecting the human body with the heaven and earth.

The more acupoints you open, the more heaven and earth energy you can refine at the same time, and the faster your cultivation level will increase.

At present, Zhu Ju has opened one eye orifice and one ancestral orifice, and has also taken the Corpse Yin Breaking Orifice Pill, and the orifice of his left eye has also loosened.

In addition to taking monster meat internally and absorbing the vital energy of heaven and earth externally, the Five Mountains True Form Power is circulated, and his cultivation level improves every day.

Within a few years,
Then you can open the second eye.

"Wow...wow..."

Rough and hoarse cries lingered in the mountains and forests, and dozens of flat-feathered crows flew through the leaves.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu."

Ye Baici stretched out her hand and beckoned:
"This is Master Ling Ya from Black Cloud Villa. He is guarding the nearby mountain roads and working with us to prevent the evil monk from escaping."

"Master Ling Ya." Zhu Ju bowed.
"Long admire!"

He is not a local mage in Yidu, but the overlord of the county below, and is indeed quite famous.

His Black Crow Formation was well-known among the mages.

However, what really made him famous was the rumor that he had gone astray in his practice of magic and had a habit of cannibalism.

eat human!

Although it is just a rumor,

But it also became famous because of this.

"Hehe..." The Master Ling Ya was wearing a black robe, with triangular eyes, a hooked nose, and a gloomy expression on his face:
"Easy to say, easy to say."

"You two must take great care in guarding this path. Last night, a young monk escaped from your side, but was fortunately spotted by my crow."

Ok?
The ghost monkey's expression changed, and he subconsciously asked:
"What did you do with the little novice monk?"

"Haha..." Master Ling Ya laughed shrilly when he heard this:

"A seven or eight-year-old baby has delicate skin and tender flesh, and is the most delicious thing. What do you think I will do with him?"

"You!" The ghost monkey's eyes twitched, and he reached out to press the weapon hanging on his waist.

"Ghost monkey!" Ye Baici's beautiful eyes darkened:
"Go to the back."

"..." The ghost monkey gritted his teeth and nodded fiercely:

"Yes."

"Immortal Ye." Master Ling Ya chuckled.
"Keep your men under control and don't ruin General Wan's plans, or I will show no mercy."

"Don't worry about it, Master." Ye Baici said in a cold voice:

"It's from Ye Province."

"That's good." Master Ling Ya turned around and looked towards the road coming down the mountain, then raised his eyebrows:
"It's the boy from the Feng family!"

Figures were swaying on the mountain path. Feng Hongda, holding a scroll, came closer and was stunned when he saw several people.

"Senior Ling Ya."

He showed fear and bowed:

"meet again."

"Yes." Master Ling Ya put his hands behind his back and walked around him.
"Ever since you learned the art of transforming into a demon from me, it's been a while since we last met."

"Tsk tsk..."

"Master Ben was optimistic about your talent and even considered taking you as his disciple. You are such a disappointment."

"Senior." Feng Hongda's face turned pale.

"I had something important to do at the time, so I couldn't stay long."

"No problem." Master Ling Ya waved his sleeves:
"You are not that lucky. I have found your sister. Do you need help from Master Ben?"

"No need." Feng Hongda took a step back and looked at Zhu Ju:

"Mr. Zhu agreed to help."

"Heh..." Master Ling Ya's eyes narrowed.
"I don't know what to do!"

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves and dozens of crows swooped down, wrapped around his body, and threw him into the depths of the dense forest.

Feng Hongda didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the other person's figure could no longer be seen.

…………

"Mr. Zhu."

Feng Hongda handed over the scroll:

"Thank you."

On the night that Ji Le Fang was destroyed, his left arm was cut by the paper that Xing Suanzi self-destructed, leaving only his right hand.

The empty sleeves fluttered in the wind.

"Feng Hongda, you should understand that the person in the painting is not a real person." Zhu Ju took the scroll and said:

"Your sister is dead. The person in the painting is just a remnant of her soul that possesses her memories."

Imprisoning all souls in a painting is a method far beyond the reach of a mere wizard like Xing Suanzi, and even a great wizard cannot do it.

The real Feng Yue'er is no longer with us.

"..." Feng Hongda's eyes narrowed.

"The remaining soul is also my sister!"

"Why bother coming here?" Zhu Ju shook his head.
"Painted Skin has no real memories. Over time, it will gradually lose its spirituality until it becomes a mindless puppet."

"Maybe……"

"You should ask your sister for her opinion."

He was just giving the advice casually, and said no more words. He followed the technique of painted skin, chanted the spell, and activated his magic power.

"Ink is the backbone, and cinnabar is the eye."

"The pine smoke breaks through the boundary and creates a void courtyard."

"Three feet of white silk hold the stars, borrowing a corner of the underworld."

"Edict!"

With a chant of the magic formula, the magic power is transferred into the painting.

Feng Yue'er's lifeless eyes in the painting seemed to become brighter and more lively.

The art of painting skin cannot be mastered in one go. Every once in a while, you need to inject new magic power to continue it.

Otherwise the people in the painting will lose their spirituality.

painting,
It will also turn into an ordinary painting.

However, Xing Suanzi's Paradise Spirit House is unique in that all the portraits in the house can be preserved for a long time.

pity.

The Paradise Spirit House has been destroyed.

"Thank you, sir!"

Feng Hongda holds the portrait and bows.

Feng Yue'er's eyes turned, and she bowed to Zhu Ju who was walking away, then turned into green smoke and appeared beside Feng Hongda.

"younger brother."

She touched Feng Hongda's empty left sleeve, a complex look flashed across her eyes, and finally she sighed softly:
"Don't be so selfish."

"elder sister!"

Feng Hongda looked sideways, a look of astonishment on his face.

"The mage is right. I am not your sister. I am just a substitute." Feng Yue'er smiled and said in a lonely voice:

"I can't remember much about our childhood, let alone what we've been through over the years..."

"You can't resurrect the real Feng Yue'er, and you kept me here because you didn't want to endure the pain of losing your family."

"You are so selfish."

"..." Feng Hongda's body swayed, his face turned pale, his knees softened and he knelt down, whispering:

"elder sister."

"Let me go." Feng Yue'er sighed softly:

"Let yourself go, too."

She touched her brother's messy long hair, and the scene of the two of them relying on each other when they were young seemed to flash before her eyes.

Life is full of suffering!

The two of them have endured too much.

"If there is an afterlife, how wonderful it would be to be a being without sorrow or worries?" Feng Yue'er said in a silly voice:

"but……"

"If there is an afterlife, I would still like to be your sister."

"Sister." Feng Hongda looked up, tears streaming down his face.
"I'll take my sister home."

"Okay." Feng Yue'er smiled with tears in her eyes.

"Let's go home."

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The army presses the territory.

Zhushan Temple did not seem prepared to resist.

However, he did not hand over the parasitic bee.

For three consecutive days, the Yidu army kept shrinking its front line inward, and strange noises were heard from Zhushan Temple from time to time, as if they were still arguing about whether to fight or surrender.

The end of ugly times.

There is still some time before dawn, and most people sleep the deepest at this time.

"Crash..."

The mountain breeze blows and the leaves sway.

A group of more than ten people took advantage of the night to rush down the mountain. Just as they passed a dense forest, the figure in front of them stopped.

"Where to go!"

The figures of Ghost Monkey and Rouge Knife blocked everyone's way.

"on!"

In the darkness, someone growled:

"Rush over!"

"call……"

A cold wind blew.

Ye Baici, holding the Buddha Fire Heart Lamp in his hand and wrapped in a sharp cold wind, also appeared on the scene, with powerful spiritual power sweeping wildly.

"Mage!"

The group's expressions changed drastically.

"Wow...wow..."

Before they could make a decision, they heard strange cries of crows in the forest, and Master Ling Ya arrived with a group of people.

"Master Ling Ya."

Ye Baici frowned:
"This seems to be the area we are guarding."

"We are all working for the general, so why should you be so reserved? Besides, there are many masters in Zhushan Temple, and I have good intentions." Master Ling Ya chuckled and looked at the visitor:

"Will you surrender, or do you want me to take action?"

"Master!" Someone in the crowd recognized Master Ling Ya and approached with a flattering smile.

"I have no face, we have met before."

"Faceless Monk?" Master Ling Ya raised his eyebrows slightly and couldn't help laughing:
"It turns out to be your boy!"

"It's me, it's me." The faceless monk took something out of his sleeve and quietly placed it in the hands of Master Ling Ya.

"I have come here on Buddha's birthday. I am not a monk from Zhushan Temple. I hope the Master will see clearly and spare my life."

"Hmm..." Master Ling Ya touched the object in his hand, a smile appeared on his face, and he put his hand into his sleeve:

"You are quite sensible, boy."

"Ye Xiangu."

He turned around and said:
"The Faceless Monk is not a Yidu monk, and has nothing to do with Zhushan Temple. How about letting him go down the mountain for Master Ben's sake?"

"..." Ye Baici narrowed her beautiful eyes, paused her gaze on the faceless monk, and slowly put away the Buddha Fire Heart Lamp:
"Since the Master is guaranteeing it, it's fine."

“But if General Wan blames you, please don’t involve Ye.”

"Of course." Master Ling Ya nodded and waved to the faceless monk:
"Get out of here!"

"Yes, thank you, Master." The faceless monk was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly. At the same time, he saluted Ye Baici eleven times:
"Thank you, Fairy."

As he said this, he hurried down the mountain.

"Master." Another person approached and whispered:
"I am not a monk from Zhushan Temple. This is just a small gift, not a token of respect. I hope the Master will show some mercy."

"Hmm." Master Ling Ya examined the object in his hand:
"Buddha's Heart Nectar?"

"That's right." The other party nodded.
"This is brewed by bees in the mountains behind Zhushan Temple. It tastes sweet and can benefit the soul. It is a rare treasure."

"Hey..." Master Ling Ya grinned:
"Every year on Buddha's birthday, Zhushan Temple distributes the Buddha's Heart Nectar. Do you think Master Ben doesn't have this?"

"With this little bit of Buddha's nectar, you want to buy the way down the mountain?"

"call……"

Before he finished speaking, flames suddenly erupted around him.

The flames rushed towards the figure in front of him, accompanied by a scream, and a burnt smell was instantly emitted.

"hey-hey……"

Seeing the roasted figure in front of him, the Crow Master suddenly transformed into a giant crow nearly ten feet tall.

The art of transforming into a demon!

The crow opened its mouth wide and suddenly swallowed down, actually swallowing the human figure alive into its mouth.

eat human!

It’s not a rumor!

(End of this chapter)