Jia Mo

Chapter 51: Cauliflower (2)

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Ice Sea Tianyuan, Tianyuan spider web.

The ground shook and the mountains swayed, ash fell from the top, and huge cracks appeared on the rock wall. A disciple rushed to report: "Master, the spider nest has been destroyed! A strong thief has attacked, and dozens of people have been killed or injured."

"So you still have a party," Yuan Ji didn't panic, but smiled lightly, "Tell me your identity, maybe I can keep your whole body and send it back to your sect."

"Although you definitely don't believe it, the one who bombed your spider nest and I are really not in the same group. I just went the wrong way." Ye Qingming held up his sword, "Thank you for your kindness, I have nothing to do here. Pai, the country people are ignorant, the first time you opened your eyes, you were very curious when you first arrived, and dared to come in and stroll."

"Oh? No way?" Yuan Ji narrowed his eyes.

"Okay," Ye Qingming said, "Actually, I'm from Zhonggu Mountain. Our head was curious if you were in a relationship and sent me to inquire."

The lines on Yuan Ji's face gradually became cold and hard, and the smile on his face was peeled off a little bit. Once this fallen middle-aged man lost his smile, he was as cold as a ghost. He looked at Yuan Xi's body and said, "This fellow Daoist, do you know which sect I hate the most?"

"I'm not a worm in your stomach, how would I know?" Ye Qingming said while picking his teeth.

"It's the phoenix returning." Yuan Ji stood with his hands behind his back, and said eloquently, "The Taoist method has been passed down for thousands of years, and the phoenix has stood out for thousands of years. The descendants took over the sect and saw the vast immortal mountain, and now they are so decadent. The sect master has a big belly, the elders are addicted to alcohol and lust, and the disciples eat, drink, prostitute and gamble.

"It's not so bad, I promise, Elder Feng Huan is definitely not as lustful as Zhonggu Mountain." Ye Qingming was ashamed.

"Forget it, after all, it's a matter of someone else's house being closed, so I don't want to add more." Yuan Ji glanced at him lightly, it was the look of a dead person, "Unfortunately, Feng Huanshan has a fatal flaw. ."

"Oh?"

"That is," he said coldly, "to meddle with your business."

A cold sword light flashed through Qingming's eyes fiercely, as if it was cut straight on the eyelids. Yuan Ji suddenly pulled out his sword, and the sword light was like a big wave, overwhelming the sky. He said, "Are you Qing style or Qingming?"

Ye Qingming took a step back lightly, and the wave-like sword light hit the air. He smiled and said, "Why didn't you guess the peace?"

"Although you are from the same family, your fellow clan is a good flower that grows out of mud and does not stain, and you don't have the stench of your wine and meat." Yuan Ji said, "After all, the Qing style is the master of the sect, there is no reason to personally Come here. You are Qingming. Next time you sneak into other people's territory, you should take a bath and incense before going out. Three thousand immortals, only you have entered my immortal mountain with a stinky skin and defiled my courtyard!"

Ye Qingming cried aggrieved: "Don't hurt us like this! It's very sad."

Yuan Ji made a gesture, and Wufang's disciples gathered around. Qingming pinched his fingers, and the ink-colored sword shadow was divided into four, passing through the crowd like a gust of wind. The name of his sword is Xi Mo, and such a literary name matches a rude person like him. Every time the Qing Dynasty sees his sword, he will say that it is the wrong person. The disciples turned around to avoid, the sword shadow did not cut anyone, but did not stop, and went straight to Ye Kucan. Ye Kucan was startled, drew the barrier, and the sword shadow suddenly turned, severing the chains of the pig demon.

The pig demon ripped off its chew and squatted on the stone bed, roaring loudly. It changed back to the original shape of a porcupine, jumped off the stone bed, and bit off a disciple's neck.

"Elder withered," Yuan Ji tucked his sleeves and turned around, "I'll leave it to you. After cleaning up, let me know with a sound transmission."

"You son of a bitch, don't run! I slapped you to death with one hoof!" Zhu Mingzang roared, hitting him like a cannonball. Immediately, the cave shook, and the rustling of stones and snow particles fell on the top of the head.

"You guys play, take the next step first!"

Ye Qingming smeared oil on the bottom of his feet and wanted to slip away. Ye Kucan's figure suddenly flashed in front of him and raised his thin fingertips, "I heard that Feng's swordsmanship is profound and profound, so I dared to ask for advice today."

With a swipe of his index finger, the necks of several Wufang disciples in front of him were cut off at the same time. Ye Kucan sucked enough blood, and the grayish face turned a little ruddy. Those few Wufang disciples went soft and collapsed to the ground like mud. Both Qingming and the pig demon were stunned, and the pig demon murmured, "Is this a human, why is he more evil than Lao Tzu?"

Ye Kuzun drew a rune in the air, and the blue light flowed in twists and turns on the rune. Ye Qingming heard the sound of crackling, which was the ice layer growing out of Ye Kucan's feet and spreading around. In less than a breath, the Wufang disciple who fell in front of him was frozen into an ice man. Frost flowers condensed, the ground was as smooth as a mirror, and the ice layer approached Ye Qingming and Zhu Mingzang little by little.

The pig demon roared and was about to rush over. Ye Qingming grabbed it and said, "You are courting death!"

"Otherwise, what should I do, I don't want to be turned into frozen pork!"

Ye Qingming attacked with his sword, and an enchantment appeared in front of Ye Kucan, and the rock remained motionless. Ye Qingming had no choice but to insert the ink-washing sword in front of him and open the barrier to block the ice seal. The complex and magnificent frost flowers also condensed on the barrier. In the blink of an eye, the entire cave has become an ice cave, and ice grows on the top of the cave, like upside-down ice bamboo shoots. Ye Qingming's fingers were sore from the cold. Behind him, the pig demon turned into a human figure, shrank his stomach hard, and shouted, "You make the enchantment bigger! Lao Tzu's stomach is frozen!"

"Who made you so fat!"

Zhu Mingzang shouted: "Your pig is thin!?"

Ye Qingming's blue veins burst out and shouted: "Sister, help! Aren't you well-known and knowledgeable, how do you solve this goddamn trick!"

Meng Qinghe shook his head and smiled bitterly while sitting in the Sutra Building, "I have prepared a charcoal stove for you."

"How big is the fire on the charcoal stove? Can it be done!"

"I can burn paper for you."

Even Meng Qinghe couldn't do anything, so I'm afraid I really have to explain it here today. Ye Qingming hesitated whether to use a spell to disfigure his face, so that they would have no evidence to prove Feng return. He said miserably: "Brother Pig, I never thought that I would die with you in Qingming, hurry up and take a pose."

"Why pose?"

"It would be nice to die."

Pig Demon: "..."

At this moment, the golden light of the Escape Formation flashed, and a figure in white came out. Fu Lan stepped on the ice layer, the ice surface made a clicking sound under his feet, turned his head and saw Ye Qingming, the guy was obviously stunned, and stared at them blankly.

Ye Qingming's eyes lit up, and his eyes almost burst into tears, "My dear nephew! I didn't expect to meet you here!"

"His grandma's," the pig demon was stunned, "why isn't this turtle frozen?"

Ye Kucan frowned, and surprise flashed in his ghostly eyes. He seemed to recognize this man, where he had seen it before, and he suddenly remembered that he was a student in his class. I heard that he was punished for sweeping the floor because he accidentally injured someone.

A stupid and unmotivated student, but better than a well-behaved student, this is Ye Kucan's impression of him.

"Good nephew!" Ye Qingming shouted, "Kill this immortal!"

Ye Kucan's face turned serious, and he saw the man walking towards him carrying the fat cat. Men's eyes are dark and quiet, like smoke in April. Generally, people with such eyes have a good temper and are very likable. He didn't have a special expression, but when Ye Kucan saw him approaching, he felt a bone-piercing fear, like frosty hairs, densely growing along the cracks of the bones. He quickly turned around, drew a talisman with his right hand, and the frosty air rushed past like a snake on the ground. The pressure on Ye Qingming's side suddenly decreased, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Fu Lan stopped, raised his hand, and drew an identical spell. Ye Kucan's eyes widened in disbelief. This is not a Taoist talisman, but a witch talisman. How could this person draw!

The light blue spiritual power circulated in the magnificent runes, and the deeper and colder ice layer spread out from Fu Lan's feet. In just a moment, his half body was frozen.

The black cat jumped on Ye Can's shoulder, and its fluffy tail wrapped around his neck and said, "Firewood stick, may I ask you where this withering secret spell and that forbidden ground circle came from?"

"Naturally I created it myself." Ye Kucan sneered, "Who the hell are you?"

"The old man didn't finish asking you, so you're going to ask me?" The black cat sneered, "Created by yourself? It's also a shame that you have such a big face. The Wuluo secret method of Bashan Temple, you can't think about it for three lifetimes. come out."

Hearing Wu Luo's secret method, Ye Kucun was shocked and said, "Who are you?"

"It's your ancestor," the black cat gritted his teeth grimly. "Come on, where did you get these things from?"

Ye Kucan just sneered, and the black cat said with a "tsk", "I won't give you some color to see, you think the old cat is really old, and the fool is really dumb."

It gave Fu Lan a wink, and Fu Lan silently pulled out the knife behind him, a bleak arc flashed, Ye Kucun cried out in pain, his right arm was broken on the ground, and blood spurted like spring water.

The black cat patted his bald head and said, "If you lie once, you will lose a limb. You can lie all the time, and you will lose all limbs, but we will not kill you, Wufangshan will save you, and from now on From now on, you can't cast spells, you can't walk, you'll lie in a big jar and live as a human."

Ye Kucan was covered in cold sweat from the pain, gritted his teeth and said, "How do you know if I lied or not!"

"It's up to us to judge." The black cat said, "Now, tell the old man, how did you get the Wuluo secret method and the great magic circle?"

Withered leaves shaking like chaff, panting heavily: "I can't say it, I really can't say it!"

"Well, let's see if you are more afraid of death, or more afraid of life than death."

Fu Lan waved the knife again, and the arc light pressed against Ye Kucan's left arm, Ye Kucan cried out in collapse, "I said!"

With a wave of the black cat's paw, the light of the knife was only an inch away from his arm, and Fu Lan took the knife.

"Bashan! I got it at the foot of Bashan." Ye Kuan panted, his left hand behind his back, and his fingertips gleamed, "I was just a barefoot Taoist priest, and I did nothing in my life. Everyone said that the Bashan Temple is a god. My residence, there is the supreme secret method, there is a great witch secret treasure! I originally wanted to go to Bashan, maybe I can enter the temple unharmed. But the adult appeared, and he gave me the secret method of Wuluo, as well as the map of the magic circle. But He didn't tell me that after practicing the secret method, the flesh and blood will shrink over time. If you don't drink the blood, you will die! I want to find him, but I can't find him. Since then, I have never seen him again. "

The black cat asked suspiciously: "Sir? What does it look like, is it a male or a female?"

"He wears a black robe and a hood, so he can't see clearly. The voice is male, and there are always many purple butterflies around him." Ye Kucun said with difficulty, "He said his name is..."

Ye Kucan twitched his lips and his face was blue.

"What's it called?" the black cat asked sharply.