Journey to the West: Yinhu Zhenjun

Chapter 218: The mortal fairy Yu Shuo dies, and the true king of Xifeng Temple reaches the sky
Everyone moved forward and finally approached the mountain.

Looking from a distance, I can see layers upon layers of lush green trees, full of vitality, birds racing, and animals singing.

The top of the mountain soars into the clouds, a waterfall falls in the middle, and the water splashes, leading to a small river. In front of the river is an old man wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat.

Holding a slender fishing rod in his hand, he sang:
"The scenery is picturesque, I am contented, the beauty is like jade, there are many friends and guests, I am independent from the world, the gods are visiting me, I am immortal, only I am Yushuo."

After singing, he stood up and bowed his hands in salute, "I'm Yushuo, everyone who came from afar, are you the one who deserves the disaster?"

Lu Yin cupped his hands and said, "Lu Yin, I would like to ask you a question."

Yu Shuo nodded, "Excuse me."

"Do you know where Feng Xin is? Or do you know the whereabouts of the people in the Demon Court?"

Lu Yin asked.

Yu Shuo calmed down, raised his head, revealed his eyeless eyes, and said with a smile: "It's a pity, I didn't know."

Nezha frowned, looking a little unkind.

Lu Yin nodded, "Forget it."

After speaking, he wanted to turn around and leave.

"Wait a minute!"

Na Yushuo smiled and said, "I answered a question for you, so you should also do me a favor."

Lu Yin looked around and said sadly, "Just tell me."

Yu Shuo looked at the crowd with those eye sockets, and said, "Leave those two girls behind, and I'll let you go."

There was a hint of disdain on the faces of Huang Lan and Kong Yu. Feng Xian couldn't help but said: "Why, you old blind man is blind, but you can still see the beauty of these two people?"

Nezha was even more direct. He looked at Lu Yin and said, "You do it or I do it."

Lu Yin smiled bitterly, and seeing that neither Huang Lan nor Kong Yu had any intention of taking action, he said, "I'll leave it to you."

"Ha ha!"

Nezha laughed loudly, flicked the Hun Tian Ling on his body, and transformed into a pair of demon-slaying swords. With the wind and fire wheels under his feet, he killed Yu Shuo.

When Yu Shuo saw Nezha coming, he swung his long pole and turned out to be a big black flag.

It has the word "Ghost" written in big letters on it.

Lu Dongbin shook his head slightly, with a bit of disgust in his eyes.

As soon as the black flag flickered, a series of female ghosts appeared that made people blush, including fox-eared banshees, cat-eared banshees, rabbit-eared female ghosts, female fairies from the upper realm, and Rakshasa from the lower realm.

With just one glance, Nezha swallowed his saliva and stood there stunned, still being pounced upon by those monsters.

Most of the figures are snow-white and pink, with faces like peach blossoms. Some are showing off their eyes, some are ogling, or some are making strange noises.

Lu Yin looked carefully, this is not an ordinary ghost, but a real thing, that is to say, this blind old guy really collected such a group of monsters.

Huang Lan's expression became angry, but Kong Yu's expression remained as usual, looking like something I had never seen before.

Nezha also came back to his senses, put his two knives in front of him, and opened his mouth to spit out the real fire of samadhi. The group of female demons screamed as they were burned, but under the urging of Yushuo, they still passed through the barrier and brought flames to Nezha. Pounce.

His face was distorted, but he still tried his best to look charming.

"nausea!"

Huang Lan snorted, touched the ground with her toes, and instantly flew over the banshees, directly in front of Yu Shuo. Yu Shuo laughed and shouted: "You still dare to throw yourself into a trap?"

After saying that, he waved the big flag in his hand and moved toward Huang Lan.

The black flag is made of a special material. It looks like skin but not skin, like water but not water. It is not close to weapons, nor close to water and fire, but it is somewhat magical.

Huang Lansu closed her hands, pulled them suddenly, and pulled out a long spear from the place where her palms came together. The body of the spear was golden in color, unlike anything ordinary. There was an unquenchable flame on the head of the spear, which stretched from the head to the whole body. It is a dense and deep runic imprint.

Lu Dongbin nodded slightly, "This spear is somewhat mysterious."

Lu Yin also nodded, his sea of ​​consciousness shivered slightly, ready to strike at any time.

Nezha fought all the banshees alone, he was a bit hasty at first, but after waiting for a few breaths, Lu Yin did not come to replace him, so he could only brazenly fight amidst a burst of strange noises, the charm technique of the banshee was useless to him, he His mind has been united for a long time, how can these rouge and vulgar fans be able to shake it.

As soon as his thoughts changed, his subordinates became smarter. Fortunately, he closed his eyes and performed superbly with the demon-slaying knife in his hand.

Huang Lan was a Taiyi Golden Immortal, and the spear in her hand was full of murderous intent. Within three or five rounds, several big holes were stabbed out of the black flag.

Only then did Yu Shuo realize that the master was coming. He waved his black flag, and all the banshees left Nezha and chased Huang Lan.

Nezha shouted: "He wants to run away!"

Lu Yin looked at Kong Yu, and Kong Yu shook his head slightly, so he could only look at Lu Dongbin, who smiled slightly and put his hands behind his back.

As soon as his lips moved, Lu Yin only heard a sound: "Fall!"

The sword on Lu Dongbin's body suddenly flew away, and the white light passed by, killing people without a trace.

According to legend, the method of controlling the sword by the primordial spirit in Disha's supernatural powers was created by this Taoist master.

The white light spanned the distance in a breath, and Lu Dongbin thought, the black flag broke in response, Huang Lan suddenly threw the spear in his hand, and Yu Shuo was nailed to the ground without even being able to fight back.

White light followed closely, and Yu Shuo's head fell to the ground, bursts of blood spurted out from his neck, and his soul also rushed to the ground along with the blood.Feng Xian shouted: "Don't let him run away."

Lu Dongbin still looked calm, and the white light flew into the ground, chasing the soul. Everyone heard a loud cry, and the ground cracked, revealing gurgling blood.

All the banshees flying in the air also sparsely landed on the ground, in the river.

The white light flew back and landed steadily in the scabbard behind Lu Dongbin. From the beginning to the end, the Taoist master never took a step or raised his hand once.

Nahuang Lan and Nezha flew over and said, "What a handsome swordsmanship."

Lu Dongbin smiled and said, "It's just a little bit of skill, it's nothing."

Lu Yin smiled, and looked at Nezha again, Nezha only opened his eyes at this moment, full of helplessness.

"Why is this Beizhou monster not honest at all? He always thinks about other ways and doesn't take the right path!"

Lu Yin said with a smile: "The right path requires hard work, talent, five declines of heaven and man, three disasters and nine disasters, but there is no need for heresy. Moreover, I think this old guy does a lot of evil and enjoys it."

"Yes," Huang Lan also sighed, turning back to look at the corpses of the banshees. Resentment surged in the air, sometimes gathering and sometimes dispersing.

"If some time passes, I'm afraid another demon will appear."

Lu Yin nodded slightly, "Help people to the end, send Buddha to the West, it's up to me."

The body of heaven and man does not touch karma and resentment, these things are invalid for oneself.

Lu Yin approached the pile of corpses and pointed at the hut in the distance. The hut exploded, revealing a neat ground.

Lu Yin flicked his finger again, and a bunch of soybeans popped out. The soybeans were contaminated with Lu Yin's magic power in the air. When they landed, they were the yellow scarf warriors.

The leader was tall, wearing a yellow turban on his head, and full of heroic aura. He cupped his hands and said, "Please give instructions from the Dharma Master."

Lu Yin said: "Let these corpses be buried in peace."

"Yes!"

The big man responded, then took out his shovel one by one and started digging on the flat ground.

A total of thirty yellow scarf warriors were working hard with serious expressions. Lu Yin was standing among the corpses, absorbing resentment and accumulating evil energy for the three-headed dragon.

Lu Dongbin looked at it seriously, and asked: "In the early years, it was rumored that there was a god who came down to earth to use the name of Huang Tian to kill the fate of the country with a sword. Could it be that this person is a Taoist friend?"

Lu Yin smiled, and said: "I didn't expect this to reach Shangxian's ears, I'm really ashamed."

Lu Dongbin said with a smile: "I've heard the news a long time ago, but I haven't been able to meet him for a long time. Now it seems that he really lives up to his name, and he is so true!"

Lu Yin repeatedly said that he did not dare, and a few people chatted and laughed. After a while, the banshees were also placed.

Lu Dongbin recited another rebirth mantra before everyone looked at Lu Yin.

Lu Yin asked: "Huang Lan, have you ever felt the aura of Feng Xin?"

Huang Lan shook her head, "Not yet."

Lu Yin nodded slightly, then walked to the water's edge, jumped up, and swam towards the deep pool under the waterfall.

Even to the bottom, nothing strange was found. The conch in the sea of ​​consciousness did not tremble, and there was no call from Ao Bing in his ears. It seemed that this was not the case.

After a few breaths, Lu Yin flew out of the deep pool, leading everyone to continue moving forward.

On top of the cloud, Nezha took Yu Shuo's treasure bag and looked carefully. After flipping through it, he found a handwritten Taoist scripture.

[The Great Method of Refining the Heart in the Red Dust]

Nezha glanced at it briefly, then smiled and said: "This guy has obviously been deceived. Although this technique can achieve the world of immortality, it is not the right path after all, and the words written in many places in the book do not match. Postscript."

"It's obvious that someone has tampered with it. It's really a genius for this person to be able to practice like this."

Lu Dongbin smiled, "The world of mortals refines one's heart, but the world of mortals blurs one's eyes, so he loses both eyes. It's interesting, it's really interesting."

Lu Yin's heart moved, and he nodded slightly.

After thinking about it, Nezha ignited the true fire of Samadhi in his hand and burned the heart-refining technique in the world of mortals, leaving only ashes floating in the wind.

far away.

The Ding Sheng Zhenjun of Xifeng Temple suddenly stopped.

His burly body was like the sun and moon above his head, with his feet stepping on the abyss. His muscles were swollen, and each muscle was filled with eyes like multiple eyes.

Duomu only has eyes under his armpits and chest, but the Ding Sheng Zhenjun's whole body is densely covered with eyes.

One pair of eyes was weeping uncontrollably.

Ding Sheng Zhenjun frowned, thought for a moment, closed the eyes, stuffed them into his mouth, chewed them, and swallowed them whole.

Not long after, another little demon under his command sent a new pair of eyes, which were wiped clean. Lord Ding Sheng liked them very much, so he put the new eyes in their original positions.

A gust of wind blew by, and the huge body was obscured by clouds and mist, leaving only the temple as big as a sky pillar.

West Wind Temple.

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