Carrying the little county lord who was like a fool and jumped off the cliff, Yang Jian also deliberately smashed down directly above the stone mountain, and his legs exerted force, collapsing the stone mountain into cracks.

The young monk who was meditating a few feet away on the edge of the stone mountain trembled when he saw this, and hurriedly shouted: "It's dead!

This little monster jumped out of nowhere, don't really shatter the stone mountain, he is on the side, he can't move at this time, maybe he will really repeat the mistake of the cultivator!

"Don't step on it again!"

If he really died here inexplicably, wouldn't his reputation be burned in an instant?

The little brother directly became a young man, but he could also see that this person was a little jealous of Yang Jian.

Yang Jian jumped down from the stone mountain, but this time it landed lightly, and the dust didn't startle much.

He put the little county lord aside and let her be in a daze, and then bowed to the meditating young monk, and then turned to look at the stone mountain and blinked.

The young monk saw that Yang Jian seemed to be a little moved, coughed a little weakly, and said with a smile: "Young man, let's take this stone away and see if there are any treasures left in this old way." Today, thanks to the young man, as long as this demon leaves a treasure, the young man can take it himself. ”

As the saying goes, killing people and grabbing treasures is an ordinary thing, and the law is a world of people.

Since he killed this demon dao, he can't say it, but he also has to take some benefits from the demon dao.

"Thanks, I'll take a look first. Yang Jian rolled up his sleeves, hugged Shi Shan forward, took a breath, and slowly lifted Shi Shan off the ground.

It is not a corner of the stone mountain off the ground, but the whole stone mountain is slowly rising, and the former and the latter are not the same.

The young monk saw it in his eyes, grinning for a while, and only felt all kinds of pain in his back molars......

This kid has a lot of strength, not to mention tens of thousands of catties!

Isn't it the queen of the big demon?

When did such a freak come out of the world?

Yang Jian let out a low snort, and the stone mountain flew out sideways, falling directly dozens of zhang away, and there was another burst of dust.

"Whew!"

Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the flat pit pressed out by the stone mountain, there was a pool of dirty blood in the middle of the pit, and there was a body of clothes soaked in the blood, and a gourd was placed on the clothes.

Only dirty blood? Isn't that demon dead?

Yang Jian immediately became vigilant, clenched his fists, and swept his gaze to the side, trying to find out if there was a stone that could be used for self-defense.

"Hahaha, don't be afraid, that old way eats his own karmic fruits, there must be some poison hidden in his body, but he was directly smashed like this by you with a stone!

Yang Jian asked with some concern: "Is the senior okay?"

But he forgot his seniority, and this senior shouted a little 'abruptly'.

Most of the Taoist systems in the world come from the three sects of Taoism, and if Master Yuding Zhenren is really counted, he is the second-generation disciple of the three sects and the backbone of the three generations of Taoism.

If this young monk who meditates and cultivates, if his ancestor is lucky enough to see the real person of Yuding, he will kneel down and bow down from afar, and call him Tai, Tai, Taishi......

The young monk sighed, his face was slightly embarrassed, "It's okay, it's okay, it's good to cultivate for a while, the young man should quickly count the treasures, and then, cough, count the treasures first." ”

Yang Jian nodded, ran to the side to find a stick, beat the gourd out with the stick, and picked up the robe again.

The two rings suddenly rolled to the ground.

Yang Jian cautiously walked forward, and felt it carefully, Xuan Gong did not warn of the abnormality, so he pinched the two rings in his hands, and then looked at the blood-red gourd.

Suddenly, Yang Jian saw the unjust souls dancing in the sky, and heard a terrible shout......

Such evil things should be destroyed.

But Yang Jian was afraid that he would destroy this thing rashly, so that the souls that were sucked in and maybe saved would be damaged, and he hesitated a little in his heart.

Of course, Yang Jian couldn't eat alone, after all, it was the young monk behind him who contributed the most, and he just threw a stone at the end.

Therefore, Yang Jian didn't look at the ring in his hand much, and picked up the red spike at the mouth of the gourd with a stick, and walked towards the young monk.

He planned to let this hero take it first, take the rest, and ask for it again for himself, a young hero.

If the other party doesn't leave him at all...... That's not much to say, he was originally picking up a bargain.

He was already quite happy to be able to kill this demon with his own hands.

Speaking of which, Yang Jian is really a poor bastard among monks, but he is also a small 'rich man' among monks.

This statement is somewhat contradictory, but it is also true.

Among the wrenches left by Yuding Zhenren, there are countless elixirs, and there are also spiritual stones piled up into a hill, as well as several strange things and magic weapons to assist in cultivation.

But Yang Jian felt from the bottom of his heart that these things were not his property, and they could not be used arbitrarily.

Even the consumption of spirit stones generated by his daily cultivation wanted to make an account book to record it so that he could 'repay' it to his master.

There is no way, Yang Jian's temperament is like this.

When he was in Shang Dehou's Mansion that day, Yang Jian didn't have no pills to exchange some martial arts for Shang Dehou, but that went against Yang Jian's heart, so he didn't trade anything given by his master.

Men should be open-minded, not greedy, not disobedient.

But when he placed the two rings in front of the young monk, the latter's expression ...... It's also very complicated.

There were sighs, relief, and speechlessness, and they also looked at Yang Jian a few times closely.

The monk said slowly, "Are you afraid that I will have the heart to seize the treasure and bully you after healing?"

Yang Jian shook his head, "This demon path was originally killed by my predecessors, I just threw a stone casually." ”

The young monk smiled wryly, and said: "Do you think that I don't know my kindness, and deliberately use words to tempt? Today it was Shaoxia that you saved Fu Mou, how does Fu Mou not know? These things, Shaoxia put away, don't humiliate Fu Mou like this!"

Seeing that this young monk was upright, but he was really angry, Yang Jian was also a little blushing, and Ai Ai was speechless.

"Shaoxia really looks down on me and pays for it?!"

"That," Yang Jian frowned and pouted with embarrassment, and could only be cheeky and honest, "In that case, please ask my seniors to help me break the prohibition on these two rings, I ...... Can't open...... It seems to ......"

Otherwise, how could you be so happy!

Yang Jian rolled his eyes in his heart, but his expression was quite helpless, and he couldn't wait to look up to the sky and sigh.

Eighty-nine Xuangong!

Fu Dongliu was stunned for a long time, and Fang Poofed laughed, even if such laughter would make his soul hurt worse, he really couldn't help it.

"Hahaha! Young man? Hahaha, aren't you deliberately teasing me? want to laugh at me? ha!"

Yang Jian suddenly wanted to kick someone, snorted, and began to study the gourd by himself.

"How do you get this thing? Yang Jian muttered.

A certain monk who couldn't stop laughing: "Hahaha! This gourd is a magic weapon, but it is a magic weapon for refining souls, and it can't be kept!"

Yang Jian was a little annoyed, just laugh twice, it's endless!

Is it a shame that he can't break the ban? He is practicing eight or nine Xuangong, the first is to boil muscles and bones, and there is no 'qi' of an ordinary monk in his body at all!

And I haven't learned how to break the ban.

Fu Dongliu still couldn't stop laughing, like the biggest joke he had heard in the past hundred years of cultivation, he couldn't move when he sat there, but his body was still trembling, and he almost pierced the soul-destroying needle deeper.

If it is really a full needle inserted into the soul, it cannot be said that it is really a dead body.

"This gourd, shhh...... You try to knock a hole at the bottom, and it might work...... Haha! No, Shaoxia, you really can't lift the ban?"

"Hmph. Yang Jian snorted coldly with a dark face, and Fu Dongliu's laughter was even more rampant.

Yang Jian hung a few black lines on his forehead, and he didn't care about this unscrupulous senior, squatted next to the stone, tentatively pressed the gourd, and after finding that he was fine, he picked up the gourd again.

This gourd, which can be intact under the impact of that stone mountain, must be a legendary magic weapon.

The magic weapon is also legendary......

Take out the array disk you use when you practice and meditate on weekdays, maybe you will scare Fu Dongliu directly!

Produced by Yuding, it is also a fairy treasure.

Yang Jian felt that his touch did not provoke any reaction, which also showed that the gourd was just hard and had no spirituality.

What's the use of taking this thing yourself?

Naturally, it is completely useless, this is the magic weapon of the Daoist of Soul Refining, Yang Jian has also seen its ferocity, gritted his teeth, and smashed it against the bottom of the gourd with a fist.

Boom!

There were already a few cracks at the bottom of the gourd, but they were wounds from the previous battle between Fu Dongliu and the Demon Dao.

At this time, Yang Jian almost shot with all his strength, those cracks broke directly, and a puff of black smoke spewed out, and the frightened Yang Jian hurriedly threw the gourd there, grabbed the little county lord with his left hand, and pulled the 'senior' with his right hand, and retreated!

I saw black smoke rise in a puff of air, filling the entire valley in an instant.

The sound of the ghost crying was like crying, and in the black smoke, there were more figures one after another, densely packed, innumerable, layer upon layer.

Yang Jian had no way to retreat, he was directly trapped in the black smoke, and his blood was too strong, and these figures were not close, but there were also a few blank spaces.

"This is ......" Yang Jian trembled a little.

"Alas, those unjust souls who have not been demonized," Fu Dongliu sighed, continued to maintain a meditative posture, turned his head to look at Yang Jian, and said with a smile: "Shaoxia, I see that you are also blessed, it is better to extradite them." ”

Yang Jian immediately nodded, "How to extradite?"

Fu Dongliu looked Yang Jian up and down a little strangely, this guy doesn't even know the scriptures that are circulating among mortals?

Then he chuckled and shook his head, and said in a low voice: "I have a Sutra of Salvation, but my soul is suppressed by the Soul Destroying Array at this time...... I read it to you, and your sincerity will turn into a spiritual spirit, and you can also add a merit to your body. ”

"Hmm. Yang Jian nodded cautiously, and sat cross-legged with Fu Dongliu face to face next to the little county lord.

Fu Dongliu closed his eyes and said in a low voice.

Yang Jian's eyes were clear, his face was sad, he sighed and repeated his voice.

In an instant, golden light rose from the canyon, but it was Yang Jian's luck that manifested all kinds of miracles, dispersing all the black smoke.

“...... Open the eight gates, fly to the sky**, sin and blessing forbidden, karma, universal openness, death and soul, and body ......"

Gradually, those figures were stained with a little golden light, and a ghost gate slowly opened from the canyon, but it was pale golden, and the source of blessing was contained in it.

Fu Dongliu was shocked inexplicably, and looked at Yang Jian again, only to feel that this young man was miraculous, and Fuyuan was so deep that it could affect these thousands of unjust souls.

Reminiscent of Yang Jian's previous performance...... Fu Dongliu was a little shocked, muttering secretly, and he didn't know which master Yang Jian had inherited.

Before those figures stained with golden light entered the ghost gate, they all bowed to Yang Jian.

And the sound of the ghost crying gradually dissipated......

"Daddy......"

Beside Yang Jian, the stupid little county lord seemed to see something, his eyes were suddenly filled with tears, and he covered his mouth and cried bitterly.