At the foot of the half-stacked mountain, the strong gathered, and the elders of the various forces came to visit.
From time to time, there will be a bright light flying from the sky, and another strong man will come, but without approaching, it will soon hide in the clouds.
Half a mountain of corpses was shrouded in fog, and the countless corpses also felt uneasy, and made a terrifying cry, like a wolf, a ghost, and a Shura.
"Amitabha, the battles in the world are so endless. Soon after, blood will be sprinkled all over the ground, adding to the lonely souls of the mountains." The wine and meat monk held a big wine jar, sat on the ground with his buttocks, and raised his head. Just took a sip, and the spicy wine flowed down from the corner of his mouth, down his neck, soaking the large Buddha clothes.
Nalan Xuejian was fighting on the side, her blue silk was falling, and the corners of her mouth were slightly wrinkled. At this moment, she was very unhappy. She shook the invincible Zen stick in her hand and made a sound of "bang, bang, bang", but the wine and meat monk just ignored her, as if She didn't know she was angry at all.
Nalan Xuejian became even more angry, and directly smashed the invincible Zen stick in his hand towards the head of the wine and meat monk.
"Amitabha, Amitabha, girl, can't you stop and stop?" The wine and meat monk seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and he held the Invincible Zen Staff with his backhand and placed it beside him.
"It still stops, how do you stop? Are you my grandfather?" Nalan Xuejian walked over, snatched the wine jar from the monk's hand, and then fell to the ground with a snap, smashing it to pieces.
The smell of alcohol permeated the air, accompanied by the long sigh of the wine and meat monk, what a beautiful jar of wine, so wasted.
"Of course it's Grandpa Grandpa!" The wine and meat monk was still distressed by the wine on the ground, he picked up a broken wine jar, and there was a sip of wine in it, which he carefully poured into his mouth like a treasure.
"Then are you my master?" Nalan Xuejian wrinkled Qiong's nose and said angrily.
"Naturally, it's also a master." The wine and meat monk smiled, like a Buddha.
"I think you are not my grandfather or my master at all." Nalan Xue Jian said.
The monk wine and meat said: "Girl, what you said makes the teacher very sad! What offends you for the teacher?"
"Then let me ask you, I was bullied, why didn't you help me?" Nalan Xuejian said.
"Who was bullied?" The wine and meat monk pretended to be stupid.
"Nangong Hongyan." Nalan Xuejian said.
The monk wine and meat shook his head, sighed, then sat back and said, "The Buddha once said that jealousy blinds people's hearts, why should women make it difficult for women?"
"I won't be jealous. Let me tell you, she is a bad woman. That kid Feng Feiyun is too stupid. She must have been deceived by her. He will suffer a lot in the future. We have to help him out of his misery." Nalan Xuejian squatted down, shaking the arm of the wine and meat monk vigorously, acting like a spoiled child, and playing tricks.
"Amitabha, why does the poor monk think that this is not helping people out of the sea of suffering, but participating in the battle between two women?"
The wine and meat monk really had a headache. He squeezed his forehead with his hand and beat his chest with his fist. In the end, he couldn't bear Nalan Xuejian's bitter pleading, so he reluctantly gave in.
In the distance, in a dense forest, parked a gorgeous ancient chariot, made of red gold and inlaid with spiritual stones. The chariots were pulled by three golden birds with a length of seven or eight meters.
It's just that the curtains of the ancient car are woven from silver gauze, and they are worth thousands of gold. How noble is the owner of this car
In the ancient car, a white and soft hand put down the silver gauze, retracted his gaze, and said in a beautiful voice, "Have you seen that great monk and that girl in a Buddhist robe?"
Nangong Hongyan smiled and stared at another woman sitting in the ancient car.
"I see." She said respectfully.
She was sitting just below Nangong Hongyan, staring at Nangong Hongyan in awe. This woman's cultivation was so terrifying that she could not resist.
Nangong Hongyan's beautiful eyes seemed to be able to see everything in this world, and said, "Do you know why you are not dead yet?"
"I want to know who you are more?" She stared at Nangong Hongyan, and was impressed by her beauty. Even if the face of the other party was covered by a veil, it could not hide her charming temperament.
"Nangong Hongyan!" Nangong Hongyan said lightly.
"You are the most beautiful woman in the world?" The woman sitting opposite stood up instinctively and wanted to rush out of the ancient car, but she fell into her hands.
"Kneel down for me!" Nangong Hongyan stretched out one hand, her hands covered in flames, directly suppressing the woman who wanted to escape, kneeling in front of her, unable to move.
"The world thinks that Nangong Hongyan is a weak woman, but I didn't expect you to be so strong and fall into your hands. It seems that I can't live." The woman's face was originally as white as jade, and it became even more pale.
Nangong Hongyan smiled, stretched out a finger, raised her pointed chin, and said, "If I want to kill you, then the woman buried by Feng Feiyun is you."
The woman buried by Feng Feiyun was naturally not Bai Ruxue. The real Bai Ruxue was kneeling in front of Nangong Hongyan at the moment, but her white hair had been shaved off, like a stunning nun.
Bai Ruxue's thirty-foot-long white hair was transplanted into the body of the female body, otherwise it wouldn't be able to deceive Feng Feiyun.
Nangong Hongyan knew Feng Feiyun better than anyone else, and knew that Feng Feiyun would never use her divine sense to probe a woman's body, and she would never use her divine sense to probe a woman's body,
Without the full head of white hair, Bai Ruxue not only did not become ugly, but became more beautiful, with an indescribable charming charm, the finely crafted facial features became clearer, the eyebrows were slender, Bright eyes, a high nose, red lips, and most importantly, she has a bald head.
But it's not like a nun, because there is no nun who is full of femininity like her.
Nangong Hongyan is the confidante of the son of the demon. This is something that the whole world knows. Bai Ruxue thought that if she fell into the hands of Nangong Hongyan, she would definitely die, but Nangong Hongyan did not kill her.
Nangong Hongyan raised the curtain of the car again, and looked at Nalan Xuejian in the distance, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, which was extraordinarily charming, and said with a smile, "Do you hate Feng Feiyun?"
"I can't wait to eat his flesh and drink his blood." Bai Ruxue said.
"A woman who has been spoiled, isn't it miserable?" Nangong Hongyan said again.
Bai Ruxue was stunned for a moment, puzzled as to why she asked such a question.
"Should a miserable woman see through the red dust, since she sees through the red dust, shaved her hair to become a nun, and returned to Buddhism, is that a normal thing?" Nangong Hongyan said with a smile.
Bai Ruxue was even more puzzled, and said, "What do you... what do you mean?"
Bai Ruxue thought she was smart, but she couldn't guess Nangong Hongyan at all.
Nangong Hongyan stared at her and smiled, "I want you to worship that great monk as your teacher and become a Buddhist nun."
"How could a monk accept a nun?" Bai Ruxue also saw the wine and meat monk, his face was full of flesh and evil, and he was obviously not a good monk.
"This monk is not simple. It is estimated that there will be no second monk like this in the world. Even an epic genius, kneeling in front of him, he may not look at him. But you go to cry and beg him, he will I will definitely accept you as a disciple." Nangong Hongyan gave a scheming smile.
"Why?" Bai Ruxue asked.
"Because you are a woman spoiled by Feng Feiyun." Nangong Hongyan smiled.
When Bai Ruxue heard the three words Feng Feiyun, her eyes became ruthless again, and two groups of evil spirits surged from her pupils.
"Then why should I worship him as a teacher?"
"Help me get two things." Nangong Hongyan said.
Bai Ruxue asked, "Which two things?"
"The fate of Nalan Buddha clothes and Nalan Xuejian." Nangong Hongyan was still smiling, took out a blood forbidden bracelet and threw it to Bai Ruxue.
"Killing and stealing treasures, you've found the right person. Hehe." Bai Ruxue sneered, knowing that she couldn't resist Nangong Hongyan, so she honestly put the Blood Ban Profound Bracelet on her wrist and walked off the ancient car.
Bai Ruxue looked at the monk and the girl from a distance, with a cruel smile in her eyes.
"What should I say, that monk will accept me as a disciple?" Bai Ruxue asked at last.
"Tell them the truth, tell them all about your experience, and tell them all about Feng Feiyun's evil deeds. I believe you are a woman of the evil sect. You still have the ability." In the ancient car, there was a rumor of Nangong Hongyan. sound.
Swish!
Bai Ruxue smiled knowingly, and then she broke her hands, became withered, lost her soul, covered in blood, and staggered towards the direction of the wine and meat monk and Nalan Xuejian, tears in her eyes, With a sense of despair and sadness.
"Learn so fast, this woman can't stay."
Nangong Hongyan held a small red knife in her hand, and gently slashed a pear.
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At the foot of the mountain, there were too many monks, witches, monks with wine and meat, Nangong Hongyan, etc. They were all just hiding in the dark. Some people came to watch the fun, some had other motives, and some wanted to take action at the last moment. I don't want to be exposed prematurely and be pushed to the forefront.
But some people can't wait!
"First join hands to clean up the corpses in the Bantao Mountain, then climb the mountain to explore the ancient altar." A majestic voice came from the black temple suspended on the clouds, and it spread for hundreds of miles, deep and heavy.
"Cleaning up corpses is still up to our people from Beijiang Prefecture!" The cave owner, who couldn't find the corpse cave, was still obsessed with the corpse of the Sifang Tianhou, and now there is no female devil's breath on the top of the mountain, obviously she is left.
He intends to make another move to subdue the Sifang Tianhou as a corpse slave.
The owner of the cave, who was unable to corpse cave, has re-enhanced the corpse bell and the corpse-suppressing rune, and repaired the cracks above, holding the bell in one hand and the rune in the other.
Wearing a black and white corpse robe, he was suspended in mid-air, his body as if being blown by the wind, floated directly towards the thick corpse aura of the half-tao mountain.