(Cat Flutter Chinese) Division slashing soul sword, specializing in slashing spirits and ghosts.

At this moment, Hanya rushed over, and with a wave of his finger, the sword in the air, flickering with a golden light of twenty meters, slashed towards the old turtle spirit.

The old turtle spirit is indeed powerful, but this sword is specially designed to restrain it.

As soon as the sword went down, the back of the old turtle spirit was directly cracked.

Hanya didn't stop, she poofed, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then, the sword of the master lit up with golden light again, and this time, it slashed directly at the turtle spirit's brain.

"No!"

The old turtle tried to turn its body, and when the sword went down, it avoided its head, but its front paws were directly killed alive.

Hanya's face was tense and very serious, and she raised her hand again.

This time the old turtle was really scared, and suddenly its eyes glared at Hanya.

The two mung bean eyes shot out a dark green light.

Hanya sneered, "You want illusion against me, you...... Poof......"

Hanya suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and her face turned red.

She knew that the old turtle spirit would definitely use illusions, which was a kind of magic that the old monsters who had lived for a long time could master.

However, Hanya didn't expect that what suddenly appeared in front of him was the situation where Song Kai and himself were rolling the sheets.

And, it's true!

Hanya's face turned red violently, and in front of him, Song Kai and himself, both of them were wearing nothing.

And, again, in the most disgusting way.

Like two dogs.

He knelt on the blanket, while Song Kai stood behind him.

Anyway, it's disgusting and blushing.

The point is, it's all so real, so real that Hanya can see every detail, every detail is perfect!

Even, I now have a weird feeling of wanting to make a sound in my throat, and I want to breathe a lot.

That feeling is very weird and real, which makes Hanya have the illusion that her whole body is hot and her legs are becoming ruan!

"Hey, Hanya, what are you doing!" Song Kai was in a hurry, he grabbed the Qinglei Zen staff beside him and ran towards Hanya, "That's an illusion, you attack quickly!"

Of course, Hanya knew that it was an illusion, but for the affairs of men and women, this was definitely Hanya's death, she was a shy woman, although she was cultivating in the mountains, but she also had her own mortal heart, seeing this scene, the impact on her was too great.

The division sword was hanging over the old turtle spirit's head.

The old turtle spirit was also nervous, it tried hard to make the illusion very real, and at the same time, quietly raised its claws, wanting to slap Hanya to death.

"Whoosh!"

The claws of the old turtle spirit slapped towards Hanya.

Song Kai was eating a pill at this time, and he also arrived in time, and when he saw the claw of the old turtle spirit, he didn't have time to think about it, he raised the Qinglei Zen staff and directly blocked this claw.

When the old turtle spirit saw the Qinglei Zen staff, he was even more angry, and its claws stretched out five long nails violently, and stabbed at Song Kai.

Arms, arms, suddenly blood flowed.

"Hanya, what are you so ...... Wake up! It's all hallucinations, hallucinations!" Song Kai cried out in pain.

Hanya's whole person has been completely pulled into the illusion, and when she was on guard at the beginning, it was the easiest to get out of it, but Hanya never thought that the illusion would be such a shameful scene.

Her heart fluctuated at that moment, and then, when her mind completely entered the illusion, it was already difficult to get out of the control of the old turtle spirit again.

The old turtle spirit sneered, and his claws exerted his strength again, and slapped down on Song Kai's head.

If Song Kai dodges, it will be Hanya behind him who will die, and if he doesn't dodge, he will die by himself.

Song Kai hesitated.

Just when he was about to fight for his life, suddenly, the Qinglei Zen staff in Song Kai's hand flashed with a fierce golden light!

Then, the staff flew on its own.

In the golden light, an old monk suddenly appeared.

The old monk had a compassionate look on his face, as if he were like a Buddha, with his eyebrows lowered and his hands folded.

"Donor, we ...... Meet again. The old monk spoke, his voice soft, but when the voice came out, it directly pressed the turtle essence to the ground, unable to move.

Every word is the roar of the lion of Buddhism, and all of them carry the boundless Dharma!

The old turtle spirit lay on the ground, and it roared angrily, "Monk Huitong! You have suppressed me for 500 years, why do you still refuse to let me go!"

"Donor, five hundred years, you still have no bad roots, it seems that you have no chance to practice in this life, it is better to go with me, enter reincarnation, and comprehend the six realms. The old monk spoke, and its illusory shadow sat in the air, and the treasure looked solemn.

"No, old monk, don't think about it!" and the old turtle spirit became angry, and it jumped up violently and pounced on the old monk in the air.

The old monk looked solemn, he folded his hands, and his mouth began to suddenly sound Sanskrit notes one by one, and at this time, the green thunder Zen staff floating in the air began to light up.

On the top of the Qinglei wooden Zen staff, strange Buddhist Sanskrit began to light up.

Song Kai couldn't understand what the old monk was reading at all, at this moment, he could only tilt his head, look at the illusory monk, and spit out the Sanskrit notes word by word.

The notes floated in the air as if they were solid.

"You're going to die!" The old turtle spirit was furious, and he tried his best to rush towards the old monk in the air, but a layer of misty golden light blocked the old monk's body, and the turtle spirit couldn't break through at all.

On the Qinglei wood Zen staff, those Buddhist scripture runes are brighter and brighter, and the light envelops the old turtle essence, and the old turtle essence suddenly shrinks to the ground, and its body begins to slowly change, turning into a big turtle.

At this time, a burst of golden light fluctuated, and the golden light formed a light curtain, like a movie.

Then a very old monk appeared in the picture.

The old monk was wearing a tattered robe, stepping on straw sandals, rolling up his trouser legs, and smiling very friendly. The old monk would go to the edge of the Jinjiang River every day to preach the scriptures to the poor people, he was very simple, and every citizen could understand it, and when he preached, there would even be colorful flowers landing.

And on the edge of the Jinjiang River, a soft-shelled turtle that has lived for 800 years is also lying there listening, it listens to the old monk's lectures every day, and gradually, it has its own sense, and even has begun to know how to practice.

The old monk preached by the river every day, and hundreds of people listened to the Fa, but some people left after listening to it for a day, and some people left after listening to it for a month. Some people come and go, come and go, and no one can have a long-term and stick to it every day.

There was only one person, a girl with her hair in a bun, who would come over every day, sit in front of the old monk, hold her round, fleshy face with her hands, and listen carefully to the old monk's method.

The girl carries a bag, which always has glutinous rice balls and rice cakes. Every time the old monk finished speaking, the girl would hand the old monk a glutinous rice ball, she was a very kind and lovely girl.

Until one day, the girl found a big soft-shelled turtle listening to the lecture on the bank of the river, and the girl was a little surprised, so she would bring more glutinous rice dumplings and share them with the soft-shelled turtle essence to eat.

Year after year, the old monk has become even older, he may have been one hundred and fifty years old, and the girl has grown from an eight-year-old bun to a big girl in her twenties.

The eldest girl is a very kind and beautiful girl, she often helps the people around her, and she will stay by the old turtle every day and talk to it about some things.

Finally, there was an old monk preaching on the edge of the Jinjiang River, and when he saw the big girl and the old turtle sitting together, he pinched his fingers with his right hand and sighed: "That's the idea, that's the way!"

On the edge of the Jinjiang River, the old monk sat down, and thousands of people came to kneel and worship, including the big girl and the old turtle.

It's just that the corpse of the old monk is a real seated golden Buddha, and there are definitely relics appearing. This corpse made the eyes of a big family surnamed Ma red, and he found hundreds of family members and rushed to the river to snatch the corpse of the old monk.

The surrounding people rebelled, unwilling to let the family surnamed Ma succeed.

At this time, those members of the Ma family took out knives.

There was a massacre by the river, the eldest girl died on the spot, and her body floated in the river, and the blood stained the river red.

The old turtle roared bitterly, it felt human emotions for the first time, it knew what was distressed, what was desperate, what was ...... Love!

It has lived for more than 800 years, and for the first time it has really felt ...... Pain!

The pain is unbearable.

From then on, the old turtle never went to the river to bask in the sun, it pulled the girl's body to the bottom of the river, built a tomb for the girl, and it practiced in front of the girl's grave every day.

Three hundred years have passed.

The Jinjiang River has long been a matter of people, and the imperial court has also changed the dynasty, but the hatred and distress, lovesickness and absolute love in the heart of the old turtle have never changed, and it has finally been cultivated.

The first thing it did after becoming a fine was not to do good deeds and accumulate virtue in order to become an immortal, but to find the descendants of the Nama family back then and slaughter them wildly!

The Ma family has become a wealthy family, and there are many children and grandchildren.

The old turtle spirit is angry and has killed countless people!

That kind of heart-wrenching love makes the old turtle spirit unable to control his anger, even if it has lived for more than 1,100 years at this time, it can't break the pain of this love!

At this time, in the Jinshan Temple, the monk Huitong came out, he held the green thunder wood Zen staff, and fought with the old turtle spirit for three or three nights, and finally suppressed the old turtle spirit by the river.

The monk Huitong asked people to build the demon tower, he personally pasted the seal, and then entered the tower, reciting scriptures to the old turtle spirit every day, hoping that the old turtle spirit could wake up and practice again.

Monk Huitong knows that the nature of the old turtle essence is not bad, so he hopes to use his life to transform the old turtle essence again, after all, the practice of demons is not easy, this big opportunity, Monk Huitong is unwilling to let go.

So in the demon tower, the old monk recited the scriptures every day, hoping to make the old turtle spirit forget his hatred.

However, it was useless after all.

Time flies, years pass.

Monk Huitong has become a corpse, and the old turtle spirit has only a wisp of soul left.

Five hundred years later, the old turtle spirit escaped again, although it had been five hundred years, it still could not forget the feeling of the woman dying in front of it, the despair and pain, so that it could not let go......

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