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In the strange ghost town hotel, there are actually plum blossom elves of the Yujian demon clan, which is much beyond Amu's expectations.

Although the demon clan in the boundary of the Sea Desolate Divine State is not as powerful as the human monks, it also has the power of the soul scattering level. It's just that the realm division of the demon clan is slightly different from that of human monks.

Demon body, transformation, and divine separation are the three realms of demons. They correspond to the three realms of cultivation, spirit, and soul of human monks.

At the same time, each realm of the demon clan is divided into two realms, which is exactly opposite to the three realms and six levels of human monks. It's just that each level of the demon clan is not divided into upper, middle and lower sub-levels. However, due to the innate physique of the demon clan, in the same realm, the combat power of the demon clan is stronger.

The woman in Tsing Yi had a natural expression, elegant and refined, almost without demonic spirit, and it seemed that she had been cultivating into a human form for a long time. At least a monk equivalent to the level of a human monk and a spirit saint, as for which level of the spirit saint he has reached, it is impossible to calculate, but his realm must not be lower than Amu.

The demon of the Upper Realm of Transformation actually appeared in the Northern Wilderness, which can be regarded as a big secret. Such a demon clan is comparable to the existence of Han Qianli, the sect leader of the Northern Han Sect, and it must not be underestimated.

Could it be that the white-haired old man and the mad monk are both demon clan gods and the power of the upper realm? If that is the case, it will be troublesome, although the two demon clans in the Sea Desolate Divine Prefecture are not opposed, but they are not very harmonious.

According to legend, in the ancient era, the demon clan was also very powerful, but later after the Great War, the Venerable fell, and now it can only be within the 100,000 mountains of Dongling, and it is subject to the jurisdiction of the Brahma Temple.

If the two in front of him are really the kind of power of the demon clan's soul scattering level, Amu is afraid that he will be in some trouble today. Because, Amu knows that he has too many coveted treasures on his body.

At this time, Amu Qiang calmed down, slowly picked up the wine glass, and drank another glass of bitter wine full of spiritual power, but this time he drank it very slowly.

Amu didn't know what kind of wine it was, but for him who was injured now, it was good medicine.

If you look at this wine alone, the white-haired hunchbacked old man doesn't seem to have any hostility, otherwise how could he take out this wine comparable to a elixir for himself to drink.

Amu would never be stupid enough to think that this is really an ordinary small hotel, and it is common sense to serve guests with wine.

At this time, the mad monk's eyes narrowed slightly, and he quietly drank wine and ate meat. Amu drank slowly, preoccupied. The white-haired hunchbacked old man didn't raise his head, and kept wiping the unusually shiny copper wine jug.

In the small shop, the silence of Fang Cai was restored for a while.

It's quiet, it's terrifyingly quiet! It seems that this little shop can make all the sounds disappear.

If it weren't for the fact that Amu was already a Spiritual Saint Intermediate Great Perfection monk, and his concentration was extraordinary, otherwise such a strange atmosphere would have already made people feel unbearable.

This is a dead and silent space! For a moment, Amu was in a trance.

It was midnight, and the small shop was blazing with fire, but it was deserted.

Suddenly, a terrible howl came from outside the store, piercing the night sky and breaking the deathly silence.

Then, the low sobs of the women, the screams of the men, the shrill screams of ghosts, and the rolling sounds of slaughter, resounded in all directions, like a tide, and seemed to be pouring towards the little shop.

This is the unwilling voice of hundreds of thousands of living beings in the White City in the past! They came from the underworld.

You must know that in a big war forty years ago, there were almost no survivors in the entire White City, whether it was the royal family or the common people, and hundreds of thousands of people died here.

"Today, Baicheng has become a ghost town, day and night, without moon and stars, and the white snow does not stop! ”

"The sound of killing night and night, the sound of wailing continued, and thousands of resentful spirits gathered! ”

"Those evil spirits come out day and night to forage for food and eat people's hearts and livers! In the northern wilderness, no one dares to come within a hundred miles. ”

As soon as these voices came out, Amu immediately remembered the words of the two foot merchants in Shuangshan Village. Isn't it all true?

At this time, Amu wanted to spread out his magic sense to investigate, but suddenly found that his magic sense couldn't get out of this house at all. The small shop seemed to be protected or imprisoned by a magical liliang.

The white-haired hunchbacked old man frowned in disgust and helplessness, and stopped the rag in his hand at the same time. The mad monk in the corner stopped his wine glass, sighed, and then naturally put down his wine glass and stood up, walking slowly towards the door of the store.

Strange to say, the crazy monk was obviously ragged and covered with stains, but at this time, every step he took at this time, layers of faint white light emanated, and he no longer gave people a sense of sloppiness, but a sense of worship.

When the monk walked to the door of the shop, it was exactly seven steps. Within seven steps, the monk was actually surrounded by white light, as holy as a Buddha.

"Buddha light!" Amu's heart was shocked, this was the first time Amu had seen a Buddhist monk on the sea wilderness. The boundary of the sea wilderness and the state of Buddhism and Taoism is one, but the methods are slightly different.

And the Buddhist monks are mostly in the Eastern Chongling. With the Buddha's light, it is definitely a high monk at the level of scattered souls.

"The master of the Brahma Temple?" Amu wondered.

The Seven Immortal Gates of the Sea Wilderness, the Brahma Temple that guards the Oriental Shijie has always been low-key and mysterious. There are many ascetics in the door, sharpening their bodies, eliminating evil and promoting good, and respecting the world.

But the monk in front of him is sloppy and sloppy, and he is not taboo in wine and meat, how can he have the appearance of half of the Brahma Temple's asceticism? But the monk in front of him is definitely not a demon clan, so Amu is a little sure in his heart.

"Crazy monk?" At this time, Amu suddenly remembered the name of the white-haired hunchbacked old man to the monk.

Brahma Temple?

"Hum-" Amu's mind shook. Suddenly, I remembered who the monk in front of me was.

There are countless monks in the Sea Desolate Divine Prefecture, and soul-level monks, although they need a great opportunity, they still need a thousand years of hard cultivation. But there are always monks who are wonderful and can enter the soul realm. And among the many Soul Realm cultivators, there are always some mavericks who are not confined to the world.

Therefore, there is a list on the Sea Wilderness Divine Prefecture, which is called the Sea Wilderness Divine Prefecture Demon List. This list gathers thirteen soul-level old monsters with strange personalities and unreasonable behaviors in the Sea Desolate Divine Prefecture.

These thirteen people, all of them are world-class powerhouses, and according to legend, the lowest cultivation among them is the middle level of Scattered Souls. At the same time, although these thirteen people are not in the same qi, they often take care of each other, faintly forming a strong liliang.

Moreover, most of these thirteen people are from the Seven Great Immortal Sects of the Sea Wilderness, although many of them are sect outcasts, or have run away from the mountain gate, but no one dares to underestimate the liliang behind them.

Therefore, above Shenzhou, when it comes to the characters on the list of demons in the Sea Wilderness Shenzhou, they all give three points. Even the Seven Great Immortal Sects of the Sea Wilderness dare not easily offend these so-called demons.

Thirteen scattered souls can almost compete with the Seven Great Immortal Sects.

The mad monk of the sea wilderness, the law name Tianxiu, ranks seventh on the list of demons in the sea wilderness, and the soul dispersing intermediary is consummated. He has been practicing in Dongling Brahma Temple since he was a child. Two hundred years of spiritual saints, five hundred years into the soul, and 1,500 years of cultivation, then into the scattered soul, is an immortal genius in the realm of the sea wilderness Shenzhou.

It's just that this Tianxiu master has a free and easy personality, does not respect the precepts, and is free and loose. Therefore, it is not allowed to be in the ancient temple of Brahma, and he was eventually expelled, wandered in China, and won the nickname of the crazy monk, which is also a joke in China.

Amu looked at the clear Buddha light and was speechless for a while. I just saw the essence of plum blossoms, and now I see the famous crazy monk on the list of demons in the sea wilderness.

What kind of place is this little shop? Who is the white-haired hunchbacked old man?

That old man is also a figure on the list of sea desolation demons, but Amu corresponded to the sea desolation demons that he said one by one, but he couldn't determine the identity of the white-haired hunchbacked old man.

On the list of sea desolation demons, there doesn't seem to be such one.

"My Buddha is compassionate!" At this time, the mad monk chanted, interrupting Amu's thoughts.

Solemn treasure, Buddha light and body, how can the crazy monk have half the color of the game at this time?

"Huh-" As soon as the mad monk pushed the door, a cold air rolled in, but he was directly blocked by the Buddha's light.

Ah Mu turned his head and saw that he knew that the words of the footman in Shuangshan Village were true, and he had only come early.

I saw that outside the door, the snow was as big as a seat, and it was falling. In the heavy snow, there were ghosts and shadows, but they couldn't see their faces clearly, and they only heard thousands of evil ghosts and ghosts, screaming and roaring.

Endless ghostly death, scattered in the vast snow.

At this moment, the door of the small shop opened, as if the gates of hell had been opened. At this time, the white city is a ghost town.

It's just that the wine guise outside the small shop doesn't know what the magic weapon is, emitting endless purple rays, and there are no evil ghosts approaching within a radius of the shop. Occasionally, when an evil ghost approaches, as long as it is illuminated by the purple mang, it will directly turn into flying smoke.

Zaijian's mad monk had a compassionate look on his face and a bright body.

"With my merciful wishes, Hua'er and other powers of death!" Immediately, the mad monk folded his hands and crossed his knees at the door of the store, and at some point there was a string of ancient wooden prayer beads in his hand.

The mad monk recited the scriptures and said that the golden light emitted, and the ancient wood rosary emitted the light of simplicity and holiness.

Amu didn't know what kind of scriptures the mad monk recited, but he felt that as soon as the scriptures came out, the heavens and the earth were peaceful, and the power of compassion surged. Up and down, it seems that the world is infected by its purification.

For a time, the Sanskrit sound reverberated between heaven and earth, and the light of the Buddha shone. Faintly piercing through the wind and snow, suppressing the screams of tens of millions of resentful spirits.

"With my mercy, Hua'er and other rebirth powers!" Amu remembered the words of the mad monk just now, and couldn't help but think, "Isn't this crazy monk going to surpass these hundreds of thousands of unjust souls with his own strength?"

This is definitely a heart of great compassion, which makes Amu awe-inspired.

"Alas!" At this time, the white-haired hunchbacked old man in the shop sighed heavily and shook his head, "Crazy monk, crazy monk! These hundreds of thousands of resentful spirits have all died under the power of the robbery, with your scattered soul cultivation, even if it is seventy-seven and forty-nine years, can you really surpass their death?"

Seven Seven Forty-Nine Years?Amu frowned.

Although this white-haired hunchbacked old man said that he was a crazy monk, Amu always felt that most of this was said to himself.

"Senior!" Amu clasped his fists at the white-haired hunchbacked old man, "I don't know what the power is? Isn't this crazy master already here for forty years?"

Amu asked directly, even a little abruptly, but the white-haired hunchbacked old man did not show the slightest strange look, as if he knew that Amu would ask this question.

However, the white-haired hunchbacked old man did not answer Amu immediately, but looked at him coldly and said, "A little monk of the Spirit Saint Intermediate Great Perfection, I really don't know how you walked into my small shop?"

"Huh?" Amu smiled bitterly in his heart, remembering the process of walking into the shop by himself, it seemed extremely natural and nothing special.

However, this small shop was not within Amu's magic sense at the beginning, and through all kinds of questions and the old man's questioning, it seems that this small shop is definitely not easy to enter.

"The juniors made a mistake, maybe it was just a chance!" Amu didn't know how to answer, so he could only cover it up like this.

"What a chance!" the white-haired hunchbacked old man sneered and glanced at Amu again. This glance made Amu tense all around, as if he wanted to see through himself.