Chapter 777 Immortal Castle
“What is going on?”
In front of the blazing Temple of the Goddess, Uncle Jiu pointed at the raging flames and pointed at Qin Yao who came out at the time of the fire that was stuck in the door. asked.
“What else could it be?” Qin Yao said with a smile: “I set up a trap to make the Crow Emperor and the Heavenly Lady Palace Master kill each other, and then killed the Palace Master with a sneak attack, and finally burned everything with a fire. "Sin."
Seeing him say all this calmly and even with a smile, Uncle Jiu was used to it and didn't think it was anything, but Ding Yin, who was a relative stranger to him, felt a little shuddering.
Many things are simple to say but not necessarily easy to do.
The Crow Emperor and the Heavenly Lady Palace Master are not easy to compare with others. It is not easy to design them and succeed in doing so.
"Ding Yin!"
At this time, two monks came to them one after another, and the big monk holding the Zen staff suddenly cried out.
"Zang Xiaoru?" Ding Yin followed the reputation and immediately understood the purpose of the other party's trip. He said meaningfully: "You came too late."
Zang Xiaoru frowned and said tit for tat: "Is it the Tiannv Palace that you destroyed? What are you proud of?"
Ding Yin: "..."
"Daxia Ding, Uncle Jiu, Qin Taoist priest." Fortunately, Di Mingqi rushed over at this moment and invisibly resolved Ding Yin's embarrassment.
"I, Zang Xiaoru, of the Kunlun sect, would like to express my gratitude to the Taoist Master on behalf of all the creatures who were harmed by the Tiannv Palace." The great monk borrowed the donkey from the slope and turned around to salute Qin Yao.
"Qin Yao from Maoshan, pay homage to Zen Master Xiaoru." Qin Yao returned the greeting.
Ding Yin, Di Mingqi, Xiao Ru, and the little monk Yizhen are the protagonists in this story. He still wanted to gain experience in this group, so he would not pretend to be big in front of Xiaoru's master and apprentice.
"Maoshan..." Xiaoru nodded and said politely: "I wonder who Master Qin studied under?"
"Ahem." Uncle Jiu coughed dryly, and after attracting the other party's attention, he handed over his hand. road: "I am Lin Jiu of Maoshan, Qin Yao's master."
Xiao Ru's expression changed slightly, and he quickly clasped his hands together: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
"You're welcome, Zen Master." Uncle Jiu waved his hand. said.
Hearing this, Xiaoru breathed a sigh of relief and said thoughtfully: "Ding Yin, have you received the message from Changmei?"
Ding Yin said in surprise: "The message from Changmei? What happened? "
Xiao Ru: "You didn't go back to the Nanhai School a few days ago? , a Four-Elephant Demon Cult appeared in the world that believed in the Blood God. They burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil. It was said that they also wanted to resurrect the Blood Demon. Master Changmei sent me a letter, saying that he invited you and me to go there. The Four Symbols Demon Sect suppresses evil spirits and nips them in the bud.”
< br>Ding Yin nodded slightly: "I have been walking in the rivers and lakes during this time and have never returned to the mountains. But since I learned about this from you, the two of us will go together."
Xiaoru waved her hands repeatedly: "There is no need to travel together, our teacher The two disciples don’t take the ordinary road and are used to being free. If you have no objection, you only need to arrive at the Snow Mountain before the 15th of next month. The headquarters of the Four Elephants Demon Sect is in the snow. Above the mountains, I’m waiting for you under the snow-capped mountains.”
Ding Yin said angrily: "You are still so weird. Those who don't know think that both your master and apprentice are not serious, so you are afraid of others following you."
Xiao Ru said calmly: "What do others think? What does it have to do with me? Okay, no more talking, Taoist priest Lin, Taoist priest, and poor monk go ahead." "Master, please," Uncle Jiu said.
Qin Yao bowed his hands and saluted: "The kingdoms are at war, the world is in chaos, and evil spirits appear frequently. I hope you two have a safe journey."
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Four days later.
The moon is hazy, illuminating the rivers. Outside a village that was engulfed in flames, Ding formed a sword art with his hands. The long sword behind him turned into countless swords like a peacock spreading its wings. Under the control of his spiritual will, it turned into a rain of light and passed through a group of demon cultists. chest.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
One corpse after another, staring with dead eyes, fell to the ground one after another, plundered by them during their lifetime. The children's hands were tied with knots and they were strung together into a long dragon. At this moment, they were all squatting on the ground, crying loudly.
"Don't cry, don't cry." After combining hundreds of flying swords in the air, Ding used his spiritual thoughts to control the sword. The blade was inserted back into the scabbard behind him like an old horse knowing the way. His movements were as graceful as ever. He was handsome, but his face was not at all free and easy. Instead, he looked worried.
Killing a few demon cultists is nothing at all. With the help of strong strength, just draw your sword and kill them directly. The real trouble is that these demon cultists have robbed them and they don’t know where to take them. Sacrificial children.
Judging from the number of nearly a hundred children, they must not be from the same village, and their villages, including their parents and relatives, may have disappeared in the flames just like the village behind them.
"Two Taoist priests, do you have any good ideas?"
Ding Yin couldn't solve this problem, so he pointed at the string of children in front of him who looked like mud monkeys. He looked at Master Qin Yao and his disciples with hope.
Uncle Jiu shook his head and said honestly: "I can't help it."
He positioned himself as a reincarnation traveler. He could not live in this world forever, so he could not be responsible for these children to the end.
Qin Yao muttered: "They can't follow the travelers who wander around the world, so they must have a place to stay. Ding Daxia, are there any famous and decent people around here? Even if you accept them as child labor, it is considered a gift. They have a way out."
Ding Yin thought hard, and after a moment, his eyes lit up: "I remembered it! There is a sect called Xianbao nearby. Rumor has it that the master of Xianbao is kind-hearted and may be able to accept them. "
Qin Yao: "..."
How come this sounds like bullying an honest person?
The next day.
Dusk.
The setting sun is shining slantingly and the breeze is cool.
Ding Yin, Di Mingqi, Uncle Jiu, and Qin Yao brought hundreds of children to the fairy palace-like fairy castle. At a Dunhuang mural, they saw a group of women coming with them. Fairy Castle talks about people.
"Meet the Lord of the Fortress."
Ding Yin asked for help and took the lead in saluting.
“I’ve met Daxia Ding.” The middle-aged Taoist nun, wearing a green gown and holding a sword in her hand, returned the favor.
"The castle master is too polite." Ding Yin forced a smile on his face and tried to close the distance with his appearance.
Should I say it or not, as the most beautiful man in the Nanhai School, he can be called Yushu Linfeng.
It’s just that this middle-aged Taoist nun didn’t accept this trick at all. Her face was extremely indifferent, almost indifferent: "I won’t say more polite words. Daxia Ding suddenly visited my fairy castle. I wonder if you have any advice?"
Ding Yin His smile froze slightly, and a haze arose in his heart. He suddenly lost confidence in the purpose of this trip: "I don't take advice seriously. On the contrary, we have something to ask for."
The middle-aged Taoist nun raised his eyebrows. Looking at the hundreds of children behind them, his face was as dark as water: "Master Ding, please speak."
Ding Yin pursed his lips and said bravely: "You have also seen that these children behind are all The poor people who were persecuted by the demonic monks, their villages were burned, and their families were broken up. I hope Fairy Castle can sell me some face and give them a way to survive.”
(End of this chapter)