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Practicing ghost soldiers is a forbidden technique. The four great Xuanzongs have already made legislation. Those who practice ghost soldiers privately will be wiped out in ashes. Because of this forbidden technique and its evil, it must first draw out the evil with deep resentment from the underworld. ghosts, and then indulge them in the yang world to kill people and suck the yang spirits, and finally call them to a place to sacrifice with living people, that is, to sacrifice.

This forbidden technique was created by the deceased ancestor Bodhidharma. After the death of Patriarch Bodhidharma, this Yin technique was strictly prohibited by Duan Chongshu, because the ghost soldiers refined in this way are immortal, immortal, and fierce. , under the control of the sacrificer, is a well-deserved demon technique.

And there are very few people who dare to refine ghost soldiers. First, they are afraid of the powerful power in Duan Chongshu's hands, and second, those who practice their way are vulnerable to the backlash of ghosts, so this forbidden technique has been silent for many years. Accidents'.

They just came here to track down the Ghost Soldier?Is the Helian family really so upright and upright, taking it as their responsibility to cherish the misfortunes and blessings of the common people in the world?

Lu Wangchuan thought to himself, I'm afraid it might not be the case.

The Gengsheng sounded again, and it was very clear in the silence of the night. These ghosts all walked towards the direction of the Gengsheng sound.

Lu Wangchuan pinched an invisibility spell and followed at the end, wanting to see who summoned these ghosts.

He Lianxian asked his juniors to hide first, and also used an immortal formula to hide himself. If anyone followed him, he couldn't get rid of it. He even worshiped: "Senior, you still practice spells? The spells are much more stable than the immortal formulas." "

Lu Wangchuan hissed at him, thinking in his heart that the target that came to his door should not be for nothing, and he can be thrown out to hide later when he is in trouble.

Not knowing that the black-bellied senior regarded him as a scapegoat, Helian Xian followed him wholeheartedly.

Really silly, young, pure and alluring.

The group of ghosts gradually gathered at the end of the forest, on an open field where rocks and weeds criss-crossed. Lu Wangchuan looked up from behind and saw a ghost messenger standing in front of him. Zhang Xuepen's mouth was a bit discolored, he held a clapper and knocked on his last breath, and said in a mournful voice: "Ghost messengers open the way, living souls retreat—"

Lu Wangchuan pouted in his heart, thinking that this is really nonsense, living souls cannot enter outside the barrier.

What's more, I didn't expect that the one who summoned these ghosts turned out to be ghost messengers, that is to say, did the underworld know about the ghosts' disappearance?

Ghost market... Is this also a transaction?In other words, the ghost market has always been like this.

Lu Wang raised the corners of his lips and smiled silently, thinking that such things as using power for personal gain are equally feasible in the world or in the underworld, it's just that the self-interest you and I seek is different.

The ghost messenger raised a pair of eyes that were about to fall out, looked around at the ghost in front of him, and shouted out in a drawn-out tone: "Blood sacrifice—"

Blood sacrifice, this is to sacrifice these ghosts with living people.

Two minions carried a person to the opposite side of the ghost group, and then threw the person down.

Lu Wangchuan took a closer look and frowned suddenly.

Isn't that Mu Jinlan? !

How could it be treated as a blood sacrifice here, Mu Youcai?

Mu Jinlan was bound hands and feet, with cloth strips stuffed into her mouth, and lay on the rocky ground, trembling all over, her face pale with fright.

When Li Gui saw the living beings, their eyes were bloodshot, and their sharp teeth were ready to move.

Mu Jinlan sobbed silently, tears rolling down her face continuously.

The ghost messenger tied tie tied and knocked on the clapper again: "The big gift begins—"

Originally, I just wanted to find out who dared to refine ghost soldiers, but now it seems that this sacrifice has to be saved. Lu Wangchuan drew out his long sword and threw the star threads on the sword to the sky, and a fleeting ghost appeared in the sky instantly. The eight-house star array, the orderly stars in the chaos are arranged into an eight-house array, shimmering and shining.

He Lianxian was dumbfounded. It's not that he has never seen a star array protector, but he has never seen that only a sword can move the stars and make an array layout.

In an instant, Lu Wangchuan's image in He Lianxian's heart was elevated again for a long, long, long time.

"senior……"

"Do not talk"

Lu Wangchuan interrupted him in a low voice, and tore off the star wire on the sword tied to a piece of dry grass on the ground.

At this time, the ghost group was gearing up to surround Mu Jinlan, took two steps but couldn't move, the two legs like wooden stakes seemed to be piled on the ground, and it was difficult to move an inch.

The ghost group roared angrily.

The ghost messenger suddenly became clever, and shouted: "Who is causing trouble!"

Lu Wangchuan walked out holding the sword: "Isn't Your Excellency the evil spirit?"

"Those who dare to trespass in the ghost market will die!"

The ghost messenger yelled, and a six-foot-high scythe appeared in Qingbai's palm, and the phantom rushed towards Lu Wangchuan like a ghost.

The opponent is an envoy organized by the underworld and cannot be killed.

Lu Wangchuan flew back to avoid the scythe he was slashing at, and tumbling around behind it threw the star wire on the sword.

Xingsi quickly entangled its arms and tied it in circles.

The ghost messenger was wrapped into a rice dumpling and lay on the ground. Lu Wangchuan threw it into the eye of the formation under the eight palace star formation, and then walked through the angry ghost group to untie the rope on Mu Jinlan's body.

"Where's my brother?"

Mu Jinlan sobbed softly: "I don't know, after a gust of wind swept me away, I couldn't find my cousin."

Well, now it's not called Mu Youcai who is arrogant.

He Lianxian was recruited and Mu Jinlan was handed over to him.

"You go down the mountain first"

He Lianxian supported Mu Jinlan and refused to leave: "I want to stay and help seniors."

The senior said: "It will be dawn in an hour, and you don't want your living soul anymore?"

So He Lianxian led his juniors and Mu Jinlan out of the frightening group of ghosts, and when he was about to walk out of the star array set up by Lu Wangchuan, he suddenly heard an arrogant male voice from the sky.

"Who dares to spoil the king's good deeds!"

A dragon whistle pierced through the stars and flew over from the edge of the crescent moon. On the dragon's head stood a man in a bright yellow robe. The man's robe was embroidered with a nine-clawed golden dragon, which was clearly a dragon robe.

The Prince of Chu came on a dragon, setting off gusts of wind.

The strong wind blew away Lu Wangchuan's star array, leaving only two palaces to barely trap the ghost group.

The well-informed He Lianxian looked at the man flying over from Yulong and said, "He is, Prince Chu."

Lu Wangchuan raised his sleeves to cover the strong wind. He didn't expect that the mastermind behind the scenes was the Prince Chu, who was beheaded by the Meridian Gate more than ten years ago and was said to have succeeded the Xie family.

Now it seems that there is indeed a dragon here, but it is not a flood dragon, but a real sky dragon.

Only the order of the emperor can control the dragon.

It turned out that it was Prince Chu who opened the ghost market and did business with the underworld...

Lu Wangchuan slashed open the barrier of the ghost city with a backhanded sword, and quickly pinched a Gale Wind Curse to send Helian Xian, Mu Jinlan and others out of the ghost city.

Tianlong descended from the clouds and stopped within ten steps of Lu Wangchuan, baring his teeth and claws as if he would swallow him at any moment.

Lu Wangchuan, who was blown endlessly by the severe wind, could barely stand on his feet, and looked up at Prince Chu.

Standing firmly on the dragon's head, the Prince of Chu, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, looked like a son of heaven. He smiled arrogantly and said, "You let go of my sacrifice. Could it be that you want to replace it with yourself?" After speaking, his expression became serious, and he shouted: "The king doesn't bother to ask for a dirty blood!"

Prince Chu shook his sleeves violently, and a gust of wind blew towards Lu Wangchuan.

Lu Wangchuan raised his long sword to block it, and was ready to be blown away by this extraordinary wind.

Unexpectedly, a white light descended from the sky, threw away a folding fan and blocked it in front of him.

Duan Chongshu's black hair was blown away by the strong wind, and he held his folding fan in front of Lu Wangchuan and stood still. After the wind stopped, he put away the fan and said to Prince Chu: "I would like to see who dares to summon the hell ghosts?" , destroying the rank law"

Even though the wind was mostly blocked by him, Lu Wangchuan's legs were still weakened by the blow, and he almost knelt down.

Duan Chongshu glanced at him, and grabbed his waist with one hand to let him lean on him.

The prince of Chu smiled fearlessly: "This king is a true heavenly dragon, how can I be bound by your order? The archmage's management is too lenient."

Duan Chongshu put his right hand on Lu Wangchuan's waist, and his left hand spread out the paper fan in the palm of his hand. The white fan flashed a flash of light and turned into a nine-linked scepter.

"The ten thousand calendars and laws of the secret order of the mountains and rivers are all enforced by this seat. How can you be a mere celestial dragon, not controlled by the universe, and even know the law and break the law even if you are on the list of gods, you can know that the crime will be added!"

Duan Chongshu slammed the Zen stick in his hand to the ground, the mountains and rivers trembled, and the group of ghosts turned into flying smoke in an instant with a shrill and long howl.

The great mage was as powerful as hell, and forced Tianlong back a few steps.

Prince Chu's face turned pale, and he said sharply, "Duan Chongshu, this King Qiu has written it down!"

The sky dragon circled and flew away, the sky burst into light, and thousands of rays of sun leaked through the clouds.

Duan Chongshu turned the Zen staff into a paper fan and pinned it around his waist, and probed Lu Wangchuan's nose.

Lu Wangchuan was as unconscious as he passed out. It wasn't that he was blown away by the strong wind, but his soul had never returned to his body. At this time, the sky suddenly fell, and his body, which had been away from his soul for a long time, was only a shell.

Duan Chongshu picked him up by the waist and walked down the mountain quickly.

At the foot of the mountain, Mu Youcai, Mu Jinlan, He Lianxian and the others were all waiting for Lu Wangchuan, but they were all shocked to see him being carried down by a strange man as if dead.

"Senior? What happened to senior!"

Duan Chongshu avoided He Lianxian, and went straight to Mu Youcai: "Where is his soul?"

Mu Youcai stared intently at the quiet side face of Lu Wangchuan in his arms: "I don't know, he never said that he can also fix the soul."

In a blink of an eye, the morning sun shines, and the golden sun shines on Taowu Mountain.

At dawn, Lu Wangchuan's living soul has not returned to his body, so the living soul will become a dead soul...

In the endless peach forest, a charming woman in peach-colored clothes slowly walked out, she was the proprietress of the inn.

Liu Sizhui pushed aside a branch of peach blossoms, and smiled at Duan Chongshu: "Master, if you want to find Lord Wangchuan's soul, please follow me into Taohuawu."

☆, Peach Blossom Array on Taowu Mountain 【[-]】

Mu Youcai finally knew why this Taowu Mountain was so fierce. The moment Duan Chongshu walked into the peach blossom forest, the Baizhang peach forest disappeared out of thin air. never existed.

The hexagram plate that had been silent all night finally started to make a sound. Mu Youcai took it out and was about to meditate for good or bad luck. It was randomly messed up by a young child's hand, the collision of yin and yang was extremely unstable, and finally shattered in his hand...

Mu Youcai drew a hexagram image from the broken hexagram plate, which is extremely ominous...

The sky darkened in an instant, and it was still sunny just now, but now it is full of stars.

Mu Jinlan huddled beside him, pulled his sleeve and asked timidly, "What's going on? Is it a demon?"

A star thread floated from nowhere, Mu Youcai reached out to catch it, and said, "It's not an evil spirit, it's a formation."

He Lianxian asked: "What kind of formation has the ability to change the world? Senior Lu is the best at breaking the star formation."

It is true that Lu Wangchuan is really good at defeating Kun with dry formations, but Mr. Helian has forgotten that Senior Lu lying beside them at this moment is just an empty shell.

Mu Youcai walked up to Lu Wangchuan and sat down in meditation. He was silent for a long time and said, "Don't move, it's the Soul Sealing Formation."

The faces of the people present were stunned, and then the expression of horror was beyond words.

Soul Sealing Formation... As the name suggests, it seals all living and dead souls, and is listed as a forbidden technique just like refining ghost soldiers. Since Damo Patriarch founded this formation, the Soul Sealing Formation has suppressed the souls of heaven and earth, and the way of twisting the universe has caused a sensation in the world , Attracted countless monks to follow suit, in the end, both sides were hurt, the people who set up the formation and the soul of the epicenter were all wiped out, eternal life and immortality, even the ancestor Bodhidharma, who pioneered this formation, could not break the soul-sealing formation, and the sealed souls died back. Cultivation, and finally submerged in the Soul Sealing Formation.

It is said that the Soul Sealing Formation has the ability to turn the world around, so it was blocked by the four Xuanzongs together, which made the ancestor Bodhidharma imprisoned in the Soul Sealing Formation and apologized with death.

It was also after the death of Patriarch Bodhidharma that the hexagrams and disks were regarded as evil spells, and the Zhouyi hexagrams that should have been accepted by the world were cast aside for many years. Until now, a monk who entered the Tao with hexagrams and disks is still despised and hostile by the comprehension world. As for the astrolabe, what is the use of laying it out in the sky?It's just a kid's plaything.

Now, Lu Wangchuan, the only one who can set up a star formation to compete with the magic sealing formation, has lost his soul, and they seem to be able to be trapped in the magic sealing formation, waiting to be devoured by the people who set up the formation.

Lu Wangchuan lay on the ground overgrown with weeds, his eyes closed tightly as if he was asleep, and he remained motionless.

Mu Youcai tidied up his scattered skirts, looked at the broken hexagrams on the ground and said without squinting, "Why did you come to Taowu Mountain?"

Mu Jinlan was stunned for a moment, and said, "I don't know, it was my grandmother who asked me to travel down the mountain."

Mu Youcai wrapped the star thread around the corner of the hexagram plate, and closed his eyes again with a normal expression.

Mujiazhuang...

If there are any two forces in this world that are difficult to distinguish, they are Yin and Yang. Dryness is Yin, and Kun is Yang.

Duan Chongshu worshiped Buddhism and practiced piously for more than a hundred years, and he had already cultivated the body of pure yang, but there is still a kind of power in this world that interacts with him, and that is the art of pure yin.

When he stepped into the soul-sealing array lined with peach blossoms, he knew that the person in front of him was an old friend.

"...Liu Sizhui"

A woman in a peach-colored dress walked gracefully in the rain of falling flowers in the peach forest, and her voice was indeed a man's.

"Farewell for so many years, unexpectedly the archmage still remembers me"

She turned around and smiled charmingly, but she was a man.

"Is it because you feel guilty for committing too many crimes?"

A brilliance flashed across Duan Chongshu's body, and he had a Zen stick in his hand, which turned into a Buddha statue, and said with one palm together as if reciting the Buddha's name: "Everything I do is the righteousness of the Dao, and there is nothing wrong with it."

Liu Sizui folded a peach blossom, and turned it into a demonized ancient magic whip with a wave of his hand. The resentment and hatred in the peach blossom's eyes made that beautiful face look extremely hideous and terrifying.

"It's such a boastful tone, and I don't even think about how you got your current position as an archmage, aren't you afraid that your heart will be eaten by a demon in the middle of the night!"

"This seat has already converted to Buddhism, why is there a demon?"

Liu Sizhui approached, holding the devil-damaging whip with the flow of demonic energy, "Without a demon? If you don't have a demon, where did your demon child come from? It's the same as your current appearance, but it's just an avatar. You can deceive the world , but you can't fool me, I know you are a hypocrite who deceives the common people, and with a fake and compassionate face, you have done all the deeds of mutilating your fellow sects. Get rid of the painted skin on your face and let the world see what a hypocrite and bully Duan Chongshu is!"

Duan Chongshu was unmoved by the slander, and poured his magic power into the Zen staff in his hand, and the Zen staff was full of light like a flood.

"Do you dare to make a move?"

Liu Sizhui laughed and said: "Master, don't forget, this is the soul-sealing formation, the soul-sealing formation that sealed Lu Wangchuan, if you dare to destroy the soul-sealing formation, aren't you afraid of destroying Lord Wangchuan's soul?"

The brilliance of the nine-linked Zen staff stagnated, as if frozen for a moment.

"In my opinion, not only will you not destroy it, but you must also guard it!"

Liu Sizhui gave a loud shout, and extended the magic whip in his hand ten feet long, entangled a peach blossom tree and uprooted it!

These peach trees are the prototype of the Demon Sealing Formation. If one tree falls down, the Demon Sealing Formation will self-destruct, and everyone in the formation will die accordingly.

Duan Chongshu dropped the Zen stick in his hand, turned around and swept away his clothes and meditated, clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's mantra.

A white thread shot out from his cassock, wrapping around the fallen peach blossom like a silver snake to prop it up.

"I can't see, you're still an infatuated species!"

Liu Sizhui laughed wildly, threw the magic damage whip in his hand a hundred feet long, and swept it left and right, dozens of peach trees tilted and fell down.

Hundreds of white drills spread out around Duan Chongshu like a lotus flower platform, propping up every formation whose foundation had been destroyed.

The demon-sealing array is damaged, and the opposing yin and yang are about to meet. Hundreds of peach trees are like gathering great power to fight against Duan Chong, who is besieged in the center. The building will collapse and those who stand under the wall will have nowhere to hide If you can't escape, you can only use your own strength to lift the sky that is about to fall like Mount Tai.

The red Buddha lotus between Duan Chongshu's eyebrows flashed red, like a burning fire on his forehead.

Liu Sizhui walked in front of him holding the magic whip, and said, "When you stripped Sigui of the Buddha bones, did you ever think that there would be today, today I will pull out your Buddha bones one by one, so that you You also have a taste of this pain."

A Whip Whip whizzed and slashed towards him obliquely with the wind. This punishment, which was like a catastrophe, was not much worse than the five thunderbolts.

The cassock on Duan Chongshu's body was torn apart by the fire whip like a piece of white paper, and even though he had Buddha's light protecting his body, a flame-filled whip mark suddenly appeared on his neck.

His eyes suddenly turned cold, and the Zen staff placed aside made a buzzing sound.

However, it was exhausting for one person to support the collapsing Demon Sealing Formation, and he couldn't even pick up the Zen staff placed beside him.

Liu Sizhui sneered: "Since you don't dare to destroy the formation, you won't be able to hold on to your Buddha bones!"

Another whip of damage was swung down, followed by a flash of thunder in the dark sky.

Lu Wangchuan was awakened by the thunder and found himself tied to a peach tree.

His soul still hasn't dissipated, or is someone helping him protect it?

"Your soul is sealed"

The black-robed man who had met him once stood not far from him, turned his back to him and said, "Mr. Wangchuan, why did you make yourself so cheap?"

Lu Wangchuan tried to struggle a few times, and found that it was the magic lock that trapped him. The more he struggled, the tighter the lock became, so he stopped moving for the time being, and took a breath and asked, "Who is Mr. Wangchuan?"

The Demon Lord turned around to look at him, and there was a desolate and sad smile on his blue-white face: "It's just a journey of reincarnation, and I even forgot who I am, you really..." Suddenly, his words changed. Turning around, he sneered and said, "You ask me who you are? Then I'll tell you, you were born from the magic energy of the Wangchuan River, and you were titled Lord Wangchuan. 500 years ago, you ordered the group of demons to turn the underworld upside down. , stepping through the palace of Hades with one foot, opening the soul of life and death with both eyes, cutting off the road of Liuhe and Huangquan, and returning all phenomena to the gate of eight lives—are you familiar with this poem? Someone wrote it for you"

One foot broke through the palace of Hades,

Eyes open to the soul of life and death.

Cut off Liuhe Huangquan Road,

Vientiane belongs to the Eighth Life Gate.

Lu Wangchuan gradually raised his eyebrows. Although it sounded like something he would do, the things he didn't remember didn't exist for him.

"...This Mr. Wangchuan probably won't survive."

The demon king lowered his brows and looked a little lonely: "How can the order of heaven and earth allow you and me to be rampant? Mr. Wangchuan was thrown into the Wangchuan River again, and he will suffer from the bloodthirsty cramps of the evil spirits and ghosts in the river forever and ever."

Lu Wangchuan looked at him expressionlessly. He just said you and me, which meant that he also participated in the uprising in the underworld.

"What about you? I was beaten into the Wangchuan River, where did you go?"

The devil glanced at him and said, "Three life burial ground"

"……Where"

The devil smiled wryly: "It's better that you don't know. If you really want to know, you might as well ask your archmage. It was he who sent me to the burial ground of Sansheng."

Stripping off Liu Sigui's Buddha bone and sending him to Sansheng's burial ground is really ruthless——

Seeing his grief and indignation, Lu Wangchuan seemed to hate Duan Chongshu, and wished he could drink his blood and eat his flesh.

Looking up at the quiet and bright sky, Lu Wangchuan remembered that Chu Huanian once said that 500 years ago, Duan Chongshu inexplicably reappeared in the world, and then he abandoned Taoism and worshiped Buddha, and became a disciple of the Sansheng Patriarch, one of the four Xuanzongs.

500 years ago...could it be said that he was really related to a certain period of the past that was buried deep underground? 500 years ago, he was a sword master and was famous all over the world, so why did he disappear for so long without a reason?

Lu Wangchuan suddenly smiled, and the devil asked him why he was smiling.

Lu Wangchuan said: "Don't fool me like a child with a yellow mouth. Where is the Wangchuan River, no matter how fierce the devilish energy is, it will not breed people with flesh and blood, spirit and soul. Born of the demonic energy of the river, it is just a cloud of demonic energy that does not even have a human form, how could it... step through the palace of the king of hell, and cut off the road to the underworld"

The Demon Lord walked towards him slowly: "It seems that you don't remember at all, Duan Chongshu is really amazing, he really washed away the karma of your previous life."

Lu Wangchuan looked down at him: "Say it clearly, why keep mentioning him?"

The Demon Lord laughed: "Be clear... don't you wonder why he insisted on sending you to Yukun Mountain? You never thought that you and him in the previous life were both disciples of the Jiuwei Sect. The magic array was devoured by the eyes of the array, and the soul scattered its flesh and blood, but the dead soul refused to cross the Naihe Bridge to reincarnate, jumped into the Wangchuan River, and became a strand of unjust souls in the river. Throw it into the Wangchuan River, and it will be hundreds of years before Lord Wangchuan will be born."

His tone was indifferent and calm, and it sounded like Lu Wangchuan was listening to an outrageous joke, a bible full of loopholes.

"Your Excellency, the more you talk, the more absurd you are. I have never heard that there is a person in this world who separates his soul from his body and then grows a flesh and blood. Could it be that the Duan Chongshu you are talking about is a demon who takes people away from others? He is now a great mage, a Buddha."

"He didn't take it into the devil's way," said the demon king, "he is so clever that he broke into the burial place of three lives, and he should have been buried there, but he was able to go through the burial place of three lives and practice his flesh and blood body for 500 years." Then escaped from the Sansheng burial place"

There seemed to be a torrent in Lu Wangchuan's chest after being dead for a long time, he clenched his fists and said indifferently: "Take your words seriously for now, he can give me his own flesh and blood, and then run into that cannibalistic burial to practice, That sounds really nice...why does he treat me like this?"

The devil had a weird smile on his face, his eyes without whites were blackened, and he said in a paradoxical tone: "Hundreds of years have passed, and Wang Chuan-jun is still so ruthless. Wasn’t it just to avoid the senior brother who disciplined you as soon as possible? Later, you finally got your wish and parted ways with him completely. It’s just that you fell into the devil’s way while you were arrogant, but he became a Buddha. What was unexpected?"

Heart was clattering and disturbed, Lu Wangchuan gritted his teeth and looked at him for a long time, then opened his mouth and said a foul word: "Fart"

"You don't believe me?" The Demon Lord suddenly went mad: "If you don't believe me, go ask him why he helped the evil to help you repair the devil, and then ask him if the current great mage has done anything clean! A monk? A cut off the world of mortals is nothing. How can the monks who are worried about you not get in and out! Besides... you are the one who should enter the burial of three lives! It is he who used his power to seek personal gain and treated me as your scapegoat, and threw me into the burial of three lives to be buried in it for life after life!"

Finally said it...

Lu Wangchuan sneered in a low voice: "So, you persuaded me to become a demon with all your heart, in order to let him put me in the Sansheng burial ground and replace you?"

The author has something to say: Today is purely an accident. Update every night at [-] o'clock!Seven o'clock seven o'clock!

☆. Peach Blossom Formation on Taowu Mountain【[-]】

So that's the case, the burial place of Sansheng?Hearing the name, I can also imagine that it is a fief under the palm of the Sansheng Patriarch, who is the Sansheng Patriarch, the head of the four Xuanzongs, so the Sansheng Burial Site must also be the lifeblood of the mountains, rivers, geography, universe, yin and yang, regardless of the Sansheng Burial There is something in the earth that makes the world frightened, reverent and afraid. If you are beaten into the burial place of the three lives, you will be imprisoned there forever, that is, buried in it, which is equivalent to offering sacrifices. Only the offerings at the burial place can seal the lifeline of this universe.

Duan Chongshu was the first person in history to walk out of the burial place of Sansheng, so after he came out, there was an earthquake and chaos, and Mr. Wang Chuan had the opportunity to stir up the demons to stir up chaos in the underworld, but I don't know what secret agreement Duan Chongshu has with the ancestor of Sansheng , After walking out of Sansheng's burial ground, he fell into a Buddhist door, sealed off the world of mortals, and became a great mage who enforced the law.

Is it true that, as this crazy man said, he found someone to be his scapegoat in order to seek personal gain?

Then this mage is too dangerous and selfish.

Duan Chongshu walked out of the Sansheng burial, causing turmoil in the world, so the devil was thrown into the Sansheng burial for sacrifice, and now he wants to replace him with himself...

It's really a big cycle of karma.

Lu Wangchuan said: "Even if you are telling the truth, but in this life, I don't care what the past life is, why should I believe things that I don't remember, no matter what his origin is, I only know that I, Lu Wangchuan, am not a demon. I am different from you, Mr. Wangchuan, who was born to offer sacrifices to the burial place of three lives."

The Demon Lord stared at him with dark eyes, shook his head and sighed: "You are so ruthless, Mr. Wangchuan, you are so ruthless!"

If it weren't for the fact that both hands and feet were tied, Lu Wangchuan would have wanted to punch or kick him.

Thin love thin love thin your mother's love!It's just that I don't want to suffer endlessly for you. Is this considered ruthless? !

As for the past life that he said, it was too heavy, and the heavy Lu Wangchuan didn't want to take it seriously, but he was really too tired.

Moreover, he didn't believe it.

At this time, the sky exploded a few more thunderclaps. Lu Wangchuan looked up at the winding lightning strikes that flashed by, but they were actually blood red, like the bloodstains left by those lightning strikes on a person's body.

"Heavenly Tribulation?"

Lu Wangchuan raised his head and asked.

"It's the Devil's Whip whipping out the Buddha's bone!"

The Demon Lord suddenly stretched out his sharp claws to lock his throat, and instantly approached him, his handsome face became distorted and crazy with a hateful smile: "Today I want you to pay with your blood, beat him!" Give your bones to Sigui, and ask for your soul to be sacrificed!"

Lu Wangchuan's larynx was almost cut off by him, he gritted his teeth and looked at him and said, "Go ahead and dream, I won't... carry your bag for you!"

After finishing speaking, there was only a cracking sound, and the magic-binding lock was actually strangled by him!

Lu Wangchuan dodged to avoid his hand, covered Shuo's sore throat, took a few steps back and stared at him, and said, "Didn't you want my soul? I won't give it to you even if it's gone!"

After speaking, he pinched a heart-planing curse with his hands like flying, and the wind under his feet wrapped him tightly.

Standing in the eyes of the wind, Lu Wangchuan sneered and said: "Madman, you can see clearly, your real body is in the burial ground of Sansheng, and now you are just an asshole, wanting to take my soul away, I will let you Nothing to take!"

The Demon Lord stood there looking at him with an unpredictable expression, gritted his teeth for a long time and said, "You dare not"

But he didn't know that once Lu Wangchuan got into the corner of the horns, he would fight to die. Once his stubborn temper came up, even if his mother came back from the dead, he wouldn't be able to pull him back. The ignorant and fearless arrogant boy really would rather do it. A ghost under the knife is not a coward who takes the place of the dead ghost.

His credo in life is, since you don't want me to have a good time, then don't think about it either!

I saw that the gust of wind on the soles of his feet became more and more fierce, and his figure also became transparent...

If this man said that his previous life was true, he would have lived such a wonderful life for the past hundred years. If he is really Mr. Wangchuan... So what if he dies and the net breaks!

However, Lu Wangchuan's plan to die with the other party would not work because the jade was broken rather than the tile, because several thunderbolts in the sky split the blood curtain, and the remaining power actually destroyed his spell.

Is Duan Chongshu getting the Buddha bones drawn?

Cramping and pulling bones, it should be extremely painful, how did he support it until now.

Taking advantage of the moment when he was dazed, the Demon Lord flew towards him with the magic lock in hand: "You really have a heart of stone!"

A black shadow approached in a blink of an eye, and Lu Wangchuan couldn't block it with his hands empty, so he could only step back quickly, and was choking the heart-planing spell again.

Before he could finish the spell, a white streak flew over from behind and quickly wrapped him up, then took him into the depths of the peach forest.

In an instant, he was slammed to the ground, Lu Wangchuan suddenly sat up with his hands on his heart, gasping for breath as if he was resurrected from the dead.

Many people quickly surrounded him, he took a cursory glance, it was Mu Youcai, He Lianxian and others.

"Senior, you've woken up!" Helian Xian was as close as seeing his own father when seeing him.

While Mu Youcai was pleasantly surprised, he did not forget the other person who stepped into Taohuawu: "Wang Chuan, where is the Archmage?

Lu Wangchuan looked towards the place where Taolin disappeared: "He didn't come out?"

"No." Mu Youcai said, "We haven't escaped from the Soul Sealing Formation yet, this Taowu Mountain is a Soul Sealing Formation with no entry but no exit."

Lu Wangchuan adjusted his breath for a moment, closed his eyes and meditated: "I see."

The formations in the world are nothing more than six lines and twelve hexagrams, all of which can be broken, including the notorious Long-distance and famous Soul Sealing Formation, it will not be a death formation, there is a way to find its formation eye, and now it seems that the formation of this formation The eye is hidden very deep, it should be somewhere in Taowu Mountain, if that is the case, then push it to Taowu Mountain and see how it goes!

Everyone in the world said it was to break the formation, and he really broke the formation. It is really unpredictable to play cards so unreasonably, but it has to be done now.

Lu Wangchuan separated his soul again, took the wind and flew to the top of Taowu Mountain, stood under the stars and overlooked the mountain that was integrated with the illusion of night.

He stretched out his hand and brushed it under the sky, and the stars suddenly appeared in the sky. Countless star threads fell from the sky and dragged the ridge of Taowu Mountain. A mountain was instantly divided into two by the star threads, and a looming ridge was exposed under the night. .

Lu Wangchuan drew out his long sword and pointed it at the ridge, his robe was rattling by the suddenly intensified night wind, and his black hair danced wildly with the wind.

If he is really Mr. Wangchuan, then he will split this ominous mountain with one sword!

Mu Youcai was protecting him, and within a quarter of an hour, he heard a loud noise erupting from the mountain torrent behind him, shaking the earth like a stone breaking the sky!

Taowu Mountain was split open by a hundred-foot-long sword light, and countless flying rocks and gravel fell like a rain.

"what!"

Mu Jinlan stomped on his arms with her head in her arms, unable to stop the rapid accumulation of stones beside her.

As Taowu Mountain was split, the sky light also flowed out from the mountainside, the night no longer existed, and the sun shone brightly instead.

Lu Wangchuan opened his eyes, his eyes were flat, and he looked down at the shattered sword in his hand and the scratches on his palm.

"The array is broken"

Mu Youcai looked at the blue sky and white clouds in disbelief, and said, "Wang Chuan, you have broken the soul-sealing formation."

Lu Wangchuan dropped the sword in his hand, and looked again at the place where the peach blossom forest disappeared.

Wearing a monk's robe □ □ pillars and walking towards them slowly with a Zen stick, his whole body was covered with blood and cuts and bruises.

"Really the Archmage?!"

He Lianxian exclaimed, and ran over with three juniors to help Duan Chongshu.

After being whipped more than a hundred times by the damaged magic whip, the feeling was no better than the tens of thousands of thunders he had suffered in the Sansheng burial place. Duan Chongshu still lowered his gaze and was dressed in a solemn Buddha statue. Sit down at a distance, put your hands together and meditate to adjust your breath.

Lu Wangchuan looked at him for a moment, then looked back at the ground and thought for a while.

The three-life burial site is also the place where a person's past, present, and afterlife are buried. A place where even demons can be buried. The world of mortals in the past and present is like a new life.

Even if Duan Chongshu in the previous life was really his fellow brother, and really had affection and righteousness towards him... those affections would have long been buried in the burial ground of three lives and become a mortal past that rotted into the dust. It is a Buddha, a master of law enforcement who eliminates the dirt and dirt of the world and eliminates the emotions and desires.

Lu Wangchuan suddenly got up and walked to him, knelt down and asked, "Your dharma name is Chongshu, what is your common name?"

Duan Chongshu closed his eyes tightly, the Buddha lotus on his forehead faded a lot, and he still looked like an iceberg, far away in the clouds.

"A monk only has a dharma name, but no name"

I don't know who is being ruthless...

Lu Wangchuan looked at him peacefully for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said, "Then why don't you ask, come, Master Master, please be respected by your disciples."

As he spoke, he opened his front placket, knelt down on his knees and kowtowed to him.

Duan Chongshu opened his eyes, his face remained motionless: "What are you doing?"

Lu Wangchuan raised his head and smiled and said, "Master, Bodhizi and Tianmozi are your two lay disciples, aren't you? Would you like me to add one more? Master?"

This call of master was really too cute, but master didn't appreciate it.

"This seat does not accept disciples of laymen, and the two of them are not my disciples, so hurry back to Yukun Mountain"

Lu Wangchuan sat down, threw the dirt on his clothes and said, "I won't go back, anyway, I kowtow and you are my master, so I'll go with you, Master"

Duan Chongshu frowned slightly, his blood-scarred face looked more like translucent jade: "Don't mess around, how could you come with me?"

Lu Wangchuan hugged his knees and asked with a leisurely smile: "Why not? Why can't I follow you? Is it just right? I used to want to respect you as my father, but now I recognize you as my master. It happens to be my father to serve me. thank you"

Duan Chongshu picked up his Zen staff and stood up, with a determined expression on his face, he said: "I will not accept your kindness, it is only because of fate that you and I get through this time, if you don't restrain your mind and practice with peace of mind, then I can't enlighten you, won't be there either