"Bodhisattva, the ghost soldiers of the underworld are getting stronger and stronger, since they got the help of that group of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, we have been defeated all the way...... It's not a way to go on like this. ”

"Especially among those guys, there is a great supernatural person who can't figure out the details, every time we want to make a move, the great supernatural will show a little breath, forcing us to retreat. ”

"Bodhisattva, should we go to Lingshan for some help......

At the top of a mountain in the Netherworld, several strange-looking bald-headed figures stood aside.

The divine beast was lying lazily on the grass not far away, its big paws shaking from time to time, driving away a few butterflies with white wings.

The young monk who was staring into the distance seemed to be stunned, allowing several subordinates behind him to keep talking, but did not answer immediately.

"Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva?"

"Didn't the Bodhisattva sleep?"

"Ah, I'm here," Jizo replied casually, and then shook his head slowly, "If you continue to fight at the current pace, you will retreat if you lose, and if you win, you will defend, and you don't have to make a move, it is enough to arrange your troops." ”

"But Bodhisattva," a reckless man couldn't help but shout, "such a big netherworld, we brought it back little by little, now do you want to let it go?"

Jizo chuckled, "No, can you win?" you can go and ask Di Listen, the details of those cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods in your mouth. That's the Chaos Spirit Clan, it's some creatures struggling to survive in the Chaos Sea, such an army, the other party still has hundreds of thousands, how can you win?"

Several subordinates gasped at the same time and looked at each other one by one.

"Bodhisattva, you deliberately scare us......

"The entire Chaos Spirit Clan is a soldier, how can I scare you?" Jizo twitched the corner of his mouth, "Even if there are thousands of Buddha soldiers from the country, if we really want to fight them, we will only be unlucky in the end." The Buddha soldier is the soul of a mortal, blessed with incense and mental power, and if you can't fight, you can't fight. ”

One said: "That Bodhisattva...... Aren't we going to just go back to the west?"

"It's good to come, but it's not so easy to go," Jizo looked down at the dark red soil in front of him, and drew a cross mark on the soil with his fingers.

Jizo muttered, "Do you know who these Chaos Spirit Clans obey?"

"Isn't that Yang Jian? I heard that he has been cultivating in the Chaos Sea for a long time, is it to recruit these Chaos Spirit Clans?"

"Recruitment?" Jizo laughed, "That's it, let's just treat him as a recruit, and it's understandable to do extraordinary things at extraordinary times." ”

"Then, Bodhisattva, you haven't said why you can't just go back. ”

"Didn't I say that?" Jizo asked lightly.

The arhat who asked the arhat shrunk his neck, "You...... Say?"

"Didn't you say that?" Jizo chuckled, "Let's do it yourself." According to what I said, if you lose, you will retreat, and if you win, you will defend, and when you return to the western realm, I will go to find the true monarch of the source of Miaodao to intercede. ”

"Pleading, pleading, pleading?"

"Fuhu, don't ask, the Bodhisattva's teachings, let you go and realize more things for yourself!

"Well, when I didn't ask. ”

Jizo chuckled a few times, waved his hand, and the strange-shaped guys beside him retreated from each other, turning into streamers and disappearing in several directions.

After they left, Di Ting walked over slowly, lying behind the ground hide, and the two-way protruding eyes stared at the cross Buddha seals drawn around the ground hide.

Faintly, this Buddha seal seemed to be rotating slightly, and the light of the Dao illuminated Jizo's still handsome face.

"Where has Yang Jian been during this time?" asked Jizo.

"I went back to Meishan. ”

"That's right," Jizo tugged at the corner of his mouth, and the smile made it impossible to tell whether it was a sneer or a smile, "A person who values love and righteousness like him naturally wants to go back to Meishan to have a look." Tsk, Qingyuan Miaodao, Guangfa universal, Quartet cage, the avenue is nowhere to be found...... Yang Jian, can you really be the one who breaks the game?"

"Bodhisattva, words are easy to lose. ”

"I still need you to remind me?"

The wind passed through the mountains, and the words in the mouth of the young monk were not heard by anyone except for the truth.

The light of the Buddha flashed slightly, and the man and beast on the mountain disappeared in an instant.

......

The war in the Netherworld has lasted for more than two hundred years, from the very beginning, the Buddhist soldiers are pressing step by step, constantly encroaching on the territory of the underworld, although the process is long, but there are not too many fierce battles.

Yin Si is afraid of the great power of Buddhism, and basically touches and leaves, mainly to preserve his own strength.

Otherwise, in the battle of the capital city that day, the ghost soldiers did not have the strength to fully resist the endless invasion of Buddhist soldiers.

Ghost cultivation is already extremely difficult, and there are even fewer ghost cultivators in the underworld who want to be ghost soldiers, and the strength of the underworld is already in danger. Even, those ghosts who travel between the Yin and Yang worlds and escort souls do not have to be a few percent less than the total strength of the ghost soldiers in the underworld.

It is also because of such an embarrassing situation that the Netherworld will gradually fall into the hands of Buddhism, and the battle of the Eight Classics has not broken out a few times.

But now, Chu Qi, the lord of the Black Spirit Country, directly brought a million Spirit Clan troops to come, although the number of these Spirit Clan armies is not a fraction of the Buddha soldiers, but the Spirit Clan army, which is similar to the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals, how can these Buddha soldiers be compared?

What's more, what Chu Qi brought can be regarded as a part of the elite stationed in the Black Spirit Kingdom, led by Qi He himself, and can be called invincible in the netherworld.

In just 100 days after Yang Jian killed more than 100 Buddhist masters and forced Zhun Ti to fall into the saint, this army defeated the Buddhist soldiers and recaptured more than half of the territory of the Netherworld.

But at this time, Chu Qi ordered the army to be stationed for cultivation and did not continue to advance.

Naturally, the Difu Yin Division did not dare to ask for too much, and he was already grateful for the results of the battle at this time, and the Buddhist soldiers who were ready to continue fighting and retreating were also a little confused.

Then, the million-strong spirit army began to set up camps, set up camp, and a large number of masters left the place, including the generals, and they left the flood and returned to the Chaos Sea.

This series of actions is really confusing to watch.

Chu Qi, the initiator, also temporarily abandoned these armies, she changed into a ghost mask that looked more delicate, went out of the underworld, and went to Meishan to find Yang Jian to return the results.

Yang Jian, who had been teaching apprentices in Meishan for two months, really didn't listen to anything outside the window, and only wanted to teach female apprentices; although the cultivation realm of Zixia Fairy had not increased much, his fighting skills were growing day by day.

Chu Qi entered Demei Mountain, and under the guidance of the two fairies, he went to an attic in the back mountain.

Zixia was dancing a sword on the clouds, and Yang Jian was sitting on the top of the attic drinking tea, quite comfortable.

"Hmph, I'm fighting in the Netherworld, but you're moldy and rusty here. ”

"Sit down," Yang Jian nodded to the side, and took a rocking chair out of thin air.

Chu Qi frowned slightly after the mask, and Yang Jian only noticed at this time that she was wearing a neon dress and feather robe, and if she half lay down, she would always inevitably leak out of the spring.

Without waiting for the second master to do something, Chu Qi was already sitting on the rocking chair, his long legs slightly overlapped, leaning on the back of the chair and looking at the fairy dancing with a sword on the clouds, not caring at all.

She asked, "Why don't you let me continue to attack? Aren't you most annoyed by these bald donkeys?"

"Even if you drive them away temporarily, the Netherworld doesn't have that many forces to control the entire Netherworld," Yang Jian shook his head, "Now it's enough, and you should put some pressure on the Netherworld." ”

Chu Qi nodded slightly, "Are the Spirit Clan armies going to retreat?"

"Stop there," Yang Jian looked out of the clouds, "If there is no intervention from forces outside the Three Realms, this heaven and earth will be completely unbalanced." ”

"If you don't want to bear the infamy, I'll help you kill the Jade Emperor. ”

"What's the use of killing him?" Yang Jian sighed lightly, "What is out of balance is already the Dao heart of the cultivators in this world. ”

Chu Qi frowned slightly after the mask, she didn't like such an unfathomable way of speaking, she deliberately went straight to it, and going around just made people worry in vain.

Yang Jian asked, "Are you going back?"

"Listen to your arrangement, there's nothing big over there. ”

"Go back to the Netherworld again," Yang Jian lowered his eyebrows and took a sip of the immortal tea that his mother had picked and roasted with her own hands, "Bring me 1,800 witches to clear the blood sea of Shura; ”

Chu Qi nodded lightly, "Although the Shura people have lost the Styx Ancestor, there are also many masters among them, and I am afraid that your 1,800 precious war witches will be damaged." ”

"If you don't gnaw some hard bones, I'm afraid that they themselves will become weaker," Yang Jian sighed, "After learning that Tianyan Daozi was sanctified, I also figured out some truths, and the heart that should be ruthless should always be ruthless." ”

"Is there anything wrong with your injuries?"

"It's been okay for a long time," Yang Jian spread his hands, revealing his chest that was no longer scarred, and said with a smile, "It's just that I've realized it recently, if you can, you won't make a move, and I want you to work harder." ”

The corners of Chu Qi's mouth twitched slightly, and he didn't say anything, he sat quietly on the side for a while, and then got up and left Meishan.

After she left, Yang Jian lay on the chair, looked at the breezy sky, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Closing his eyes, Yang Jian seemed to be asleep, but if someone could get close to him, he could feel an invisible and somewhat vague Dao rhyme slowly circling around him.

According to convention, every time there is a big war, the eight or nine Xuangong will be refined.

Zixia, who was practicing swords over there, never noticed Chu Qi's comings and goings, and after practicing a set of sword postures, she turned her head and was about to go to find the master, but when she saw the master lying there sleeping with his eyes closed, he suddenly stopped his steps.

These days, Zixia often sees Yang Jian sitting and standing from time to time to 'fall asleep', which is a little strange.

"Everyone said that Master was very hard to fight in the Quartet, and it was indeed like this. ”

She sighed softly, with a bit of tenderness in her eyes, and slowly flew to the master's side, meditating cross-legged.

'Zixia, have you ever thought about finding a Taoist companion in the future?If you want to find a Taoist companion, what kind of Taoist companion do you want to find?Let the teacher serve as a staff officer for you. ’

As soon as she thought that her master had discussed this issue with her seriously, Zixia's face flushed.

What kind of Taoist partner are you looking for?

In fact, with Master Zhuyu in front, how can he accommodate ordinary men.

"In the future, if I want to find a Taoist companion, I will definitely be a great hero like my master, standing up to the heavens and the earth, being admired, and having the ability to turn the tide when the building is about to fall, but I am indifferent to fame and fortune and do not seek any authority. ”

Muttering a few words softly, Zixia's face became more and more ruddy, and she simply sat there watching the master in a daze, and stopped practicing.

There was a slight riot at the foot of Meishan Mountain, and the Meishan Great Array caused slight ripples, making even the large arrays appear one after another.

Zixia found that the place of the disturbance was not far from here, and was worried that someone would disturb the master's rest, so she stood up with the spirit sword in her hand and flew to the foot of the mountain in the clouds.

In the distance, I saw a figure wrapped in a cloak, confronting hundreds of Meishan immortal soldiers who had formed a formation; there were a few cracks in the Meishan array, which seemed to have been struck out by someone, and there was a faint palm print that did not fade.

"Who dares to come to Meishan to make trouble!"

With a coquettish sound, Zixia was about to fall towards the outside of the big array, but just as she was about to move forward, there was a thin figure in front of her.

"Senior Bai Ze, even you are alarmed. ”

"Xiaowa, don't go, I can't even see through this person's cultivation. ”

Bai Ze said so, released his momentum, and pressed towards the person who confronted the immortal soldiers of Meishan.

The man slowly raised his head, revealing an old face, with undried blood on the corners of his mouth, and upon closer inspection, he had dozens of scars all over his body, and his robe was already in tatters.

"Qingyuan...... Wonderful Dao Zhenjun, can be in the mountains...... Void, void Bodhi...... Asking to see ......"