Chapter 1 Fallen Angel Jiujiu
“No, no, it’s not good...”
A soldier in armor panicked and stumbled into the sky gate, horrified He was trembling even as he spoke: "Shi... Shijiu ran away! The Fallen Angel ran out of the Mirror Valley!"
As soon as these words spread, for a moment, the entire heaven seemed to have entered a disaster. What's coming.
The gods and immortals did not dare to take a breath, and they did not even dare to take a step towards their own door.
He was afraid that the next moment, the fallen angel would come directly to the heaven to kill him.
At the beginning, the disappearance of the man in Honghualin did not cause such a big fuss in the heaven.
When Jiu ran away, the whole world was in panic.
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According to legend, there is a fallen angel deep in the Sunshine Forest.
According to legend, deep in the Yaori Forest, there lived a stunningly beautiful woman.
According to legend, there is a bloodthirsty and cruel monster deep in the Yaori Forest.
Everyone who entered the Sunshine Forest was killed by that monster.
Some people even say that the monster has the head of a human and the body of a snake. It has a beautiful face that belongs to a human, but it does not have a body that belongs to a human.
People in the Immortal Continent all say that the monster with the head of a human and the body of a snake is the fallen angel who was sent from heaven to the human world thousands of years ago.
No one has ever seen the fallen angel.
The immortal cultivators in the Immortal Cultivation Continent never dare to step into the depths of the Sunlight Forest.
However, at this time, there was a young monk of thirteen or fourteen who was wearing a monk's robe, holding a staff in his right hand and an alms bowl in his left hand, wandering on the edge of the deep forest.
"Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha..."
The monk with a delicate appearance and a childish face kept chanting the Buddha's name, with his eyes closed, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Amitabha, it's been some time since Uncle Master went in, why haven't you come out yet?"
The monk shook his left hand, covered his left hand with his wide sleeve, and then wiped his forehead with his sleeve. There were beads of sweat on his face, and he looked a little anxious.
“The Dharma gathering agreed in Lishang Kingdom is about to begin. If my uncle doesn’t come out, he will miss the time to go back. By then, master will definitely not be able to spare me.”
Monk Wuxin looked anxiously into the depths of the forest, hoping to see Uncle Master's figure coming out of it.
"Amitabha, Master, could it be that uncle really encountered the legendary monster?" Monk Wu Xin kept wiping the sweat on his forehead, and his tone became worried.
Shijiu was lying on a big rock and fell asleep for who knows how many years.
As soon as Shijiu woke up, he felt the arrival of an outsider. No, it should be said that Shijiu was awakened by the outsider. Shijiu's slender Ruifeng eyes were slightly raised, her high nose bridge matched her slightly raised red lips, and she let out a cold snort.
"It seems that no one has come for a while."
Shijiu's voice was lazy and coquettish, and his beautiful eyebrows were slightly raised.
Shijiu looked at something, Xiubai's slender index finger lightly tapped his red lips, and the ends of his eyes were slightly raised.
At this time, the tear mole at the corner of the right eye looks even more charming and coquettish.
"It seems to be a beautiful little monk. It smells so good. I wonder, how does it taste?"
I thought about it for a long time, and I swallowed it subconsciously a few times. .
Then, Shijiu sat up from the big stone, jumped down, and stood firmly on the ground.
Looking in the direction of the little monk, Shijiu licked his red lips and walked slowly.
"Stinky monk, do you really think that you, Mr. Qingdiao, and I are a soft persimmon?"
Qingdiao was annoyed by the bald monk who appeared here for no reason. It has nothing to do with this cultivation level. The advanced monk has been fighting for almost three days, and most of his feathers have fallen off, but he still hasn't killed this bad monk.
Uncle Qingdiao expressed his anger, waved his huge wings, and let out an extremely sharp cry.
When the bald monk saw the green eagle waving its wings and screaming, his thick eyebrows frowned slightly and his thin lips pursed slightly.
The bald monk waved the sleeves of the monk's robe, and a screen of light suddenly appeared around him, blocking all the wind from the green eagle's wings.
The bald monk clasped his hands together and murmured Buddhist words in his mouth: "Namo, drink Lodhana, Doroye, Namo..."
The green eagle was originally flapping its wings crazily. , and his wings were immediately bound by the golden beads that suddenly appeared in the sky.
So, the green eagle couldn't stabilize its figure for a moment, and suddenly fell from the sky with a cry.
“Smelly monk, you are playing dirty tricks!”
The green sculpture that fell to the ground stirred up a lot of dust, but this did not affect the monk's pace.
"Namo Amitabha, the poor monk just wants to lend you the demon pill for a use, and it will be returned in seven days."
The demon pill is the only one that can lead to evil and harm to the country.
The bald monk clasped his hands together, with no emotion in his black and white eyes.
(End of this chapter)