Fan monk Bazin's voice was dry: "How can there be a demon spirit god here, our affairs have nothing to do with the demon gate, what are the two of them doing?"

Bone Tuo forced himself to calm down: "It may not be for us, didn't they say that they would wait for someone?

In Gu Tuo's opinion, the white-faced scholar waved his sleeves and the black-robed demon appeared, which was the reason why he urged the Immortal Ming Venerable to summon the ghost

The white-faced scholar held his hand in his hand and said to the air: "I know that Your Excellency can see me. If you do, I will ask again: Why did Your Excellency tamper with my Doukui Sect Ancestor Faji? What kind of sacredness used my sect's altar to act, and please show up and explain it to your face. ”

In the territory of Zhong Ling, the monk Bazan has shallow knowledge, and he does not know the Ming Zun at all, and he suddenly realized it after the bone Tuo explained in a few words. Things seem to be understood, and his side used the Plantation Altar to spread evil methods, and as a result, the disciples of the Doukui Sect also came here to find the altar of the sect to sacrifice and refine the spell.

People are descendants, so they can naturally perceive that their own Dharma altar is being used by others, and when they encounter this kind of taboo thing, any disciple of any sect will turn their faces and ask.

Bazin looked at the bone top, and the latter snorted: "Let him shout, don't pay attention to it, what can I do!"

It is impossible to shout out people with only two sentences, and it is expected that no one will show up, the white-faced scholar is not annoyed, and continued: "Although I am not good, I can't sit back and watch the master of the Faji being fiddled with by others at will and ignore it" Before the words were finished, the white-faced scholar seemed to have discovered something again, and 'hehe' sneered: "Good means! ”

As he spoke, the white-faced scholar actually strode into the treasure hall with three of his subordinates: "Your Excellency looks at me well, do you want to throw me into the altar too?"

After waiting for a moment and not getting the slightest response, the white-faced scholar stopped speaking for the time being, and the sword was made of paper, and the natal true yuan was the cinnabar of his pen, and he quickly drew thirteen runes on the bluestone ground of the main hall.

The incessant mad yin wind on the sword, and the ghost talisman seal on the ground that is gradually taking shape and is completely different from the Taoist edict, all clearly show that he is from the evil sect and demon sect, and he is an out-and-out demon!

What is the true transmission of the Dou Kui Sect, no one in this world has long known, and there is no flaw in using the yin wind passed down by Lan Qi to pretend to be flawless.

The talisman was formed, and the white-faced scholar put away his sword: "In the tea, if the Taoist friends still refuse to show themselves, I will destroy this altar of planting heads, and everyone will scatter!"

After that, the white-faced scholar sat cross-legged and stopped talking

Launching the Immortal Ming Venerable, seeing through the mysteries of the hall at a glance, and making the seal of evil magic and magic, the identity of the white-faced scholar as the successor of Doukui is confirmed, and the monk Bhazan hesitated in his tone, and said to the bone tuo: "Or the Venerable will launch a spell and beat them all into the altar of planting heads, what if that kid is not good at learning and the Fu soldiers don't recognize him? Even if he can enter and exit calmly, it will not hurt us." ”

"The head planting altar is an altar that uses power to summon ghosts, it is not a treasure directly used to kill people, the strength of the runes in it is limited, and it has consumed a lot of fighting with those righteous monks before, and it has not been able to win against those two demon spirits and gods, not to mention the black-robed ghosts and white-faced scholars! If the altar can't eat them, it will be destroyed. ”

Gu Tuo's tone was gloomy: "But the spell that the master explained has not yet been completed, and the head planting altar must not be damaged in the slightest now, and how can he not be proficient in learning." ”

Bazin frowned: "But the little white face would rather destroy the altar than give it to us, how can this be good?"

"Because of this, it is even more impossible to beat them into the altar of the law, not to hurt people, but to kill the grudge, and the current matter may not be unsolvable. ”

Bazin heard the meaning of the words of the Bone Tuo: "Are you going to go out and talk to them? Please think twice, these people are all murderers and evildoers, and we have moved the Dharma foundation left by his ancestor, how can he give up, and how can he listen to you." ”

"This is not necessarily, back then, the Doukui Sect overwhelmed the world, and zuihou was not destroyed in the hands of those cultivators who claimed to be on the right path? Besides, can't you see it? How can he want to destroy this altar of the Dharma with his head planted, and he must not think of it! In this way, it is necessary to talk about it, and you should know that he is not the only one who can destroy the altar in one fell swoop! I still have the bell ringing in my hand, and if I really want to do it, I may not be afraid of him. ”

Only Gu Tuo himself understands, he is so tireless, to lay out the truth one by one, not so much to solve the monk's doubts, but to cheer himself up What kind of ruthless character that white-faced boy is, I really don't want to deal with him, but there is a strict order from the master, that spell must not fail, think about the master's means of punishing his subordinates, Gu Tuo only felt a chill down his spine.

After the verbosity, Gu Tuo gritted his teeth, pinched the trick and sang a mantra and jumped out of the difficult bell, and then said in his mouth: "Misunderstanding, really misunderstanding, don't be surprised, the bone Tuo under the Sinking Sand Living Buddha of the Ancient Spring has seen the master of the Doukui Immortal Sect!"

"Venerable be careful in everything, don't worry about having me in the middle of the house" Fan monk Bhazan wanted to say this, but he didn't expect a flash of strong light in front of him, and then he saw that he was also pulled by the bone to come to the main hall of Shuangshuang Huanxi Temple, and scolded in his heart, but his mouth was respectful, and he bowed to the white-robed scholar in front of him: "The poor monk is the abbot of Xinchang Honggu Dazanke Temple, Bazan, who has seen the immortal family. ”

And these two people appeared, and the situation that fell in Su Jing's eyes was: on the bell chime frame in the corner of the main hall, an inconspicuous dusty little bell jumped lightly, and Toutuo and the monk landed on the ground, and the small bell also fell into the hands of Toutuo.

The white-faced scholar glanced at the two monks and nodded.

Gu Tuo asked politely again: "Dare to ask Dao Immortal Treasure Number?"

"Wu Yi. The white-faced scholar borrowed the name of another demon spirit god in the Great Sage Jue, paused slightly, and ordered: "Kill them all." ”