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Because Feiying had a word in front, Danxin Sect believed it or not, in the end, more monks were sent to the Beast Roar Valley.

This is undoubtedly a wise choice.

The situation in the Beast Roar Valley is beyond everyone's imagination.

At first, some of the demon cultivators who were conjectured by ordinary monks were hiding here and waiting for an opportunity to move. Fei Ying was thinking that the demon cultivators descended from the sky and launched a large-scale attack. However, none of these happened.

When they arrived, the Beast Roar Valley was very quiet, with only the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the treetops.

At this time, the calmer the more weird it is.

Everyone was alert and searched carefully according to the previous team's route into the valley.

That night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, the fog was faintly blooming, and the wind was like a wolf howl, rising and falling. From afar, there were shrill voices: "Help-Help-Who will save me-"

"It's Junior Brother Wang's voice." The surviving monk who led the way was shocked and suddenly stood up, "He is not dead yet."

There is no reason to stand by and watch when my classmates suffer.

Feiying did not stop him, but said, "Divide it into two ways, be careful of ambushing."

"yes."

Feiying was very curious and wary of this place. He did not choose to stay, but went to save the person himself. Therefore, he was able to see a bizarre scene that he had never seen before.

There was no ambush at the source of the sound, and there was no residue of any demonic energy. Some of them were just fellow disciples who were lying on the ground and calling for help. The two disciples rushed over immediately, one fed medicine and the other supporting him, trying to save his life.

However, at this moment, the "Junior Brother Wang" suddenly froze, and the black shadow under him seemed to be alive, instantly pounced on two fellow disciples and drilled into their mouths and noses.

The two disciples twitched a few times and quickly returned to peace. They stood there as if nothing had happened, looking at the others coldly with dark eyes.

"Senior brother?"

"Junior sister?"

Several other disciples of Danxin Sect looked at the hair standing up and called them.

They replied: "Senior brother? Junior sister?"

Feiying was stunned for a moment, then remembered the old thing, and said without saying a word: "Shadow Puppet! Go quickly!"

Shadow Puppet, one of the famous monsters of the Ten Thousand Shadow Demon Lord, was the former demon cultivator who challenged Beizhou and made a bet on Qiankun Mirror, and used this strange monster. He had a low cultivation level at that time and was not qualified to enter, but later

He asked carefully about Yin Miaomiao and was deeply impressed by the shadow puppet shadow charm that could occupy human body.

This thing is very strange. When it encounters a threat, it will be hidden and difficult to eliminate. After occupying a person's mind, it will be difficult to break free unless there is a help from a monk who is well versed in the way of the soul.

He is not Yin Miaomiao, he has no understanding of the way of the soul, and he does not think he can handle this thing at all.

However, after running back, his hands were not slow, and he quickly threw down the formation plate and trapped three strange disciples, so as not to be affected by others again.

Unfortunately, no matter how fast Feiying's reaction is, it is useless.

The demon cultivator has long been ambushed here.

In the dark shadows, one shadow after another stood up from the ground, without eyes, nose, or mouth, only the head and torso, as flat as paper and as dark as ink.

The army of shadows is coming towards them - it is not appropriate to describe it. They suddenly appear in the shadowless place, then suddenly disappear into the shadow, appearing and disappearing. Who doesn't know which shadow it will come from next

It emerges, with an unknown horror.

"What is this?" The monk who was traveling with him swallowed his saliva and his throat became dry.

Feiying took a deep breath and calmed down: "It seems that I can't leave anymore, so let's do it. These shadows just look weird and have limited lethality. Everyone gathers under my formation and don't get close."

He had no advantage in dealing with the magic cultivator, but he was first-class in formation. He immediately triggered the array plate, and white light enveloped him, and there was light source everywhere, illuminating everyone without shadow, and did not give the shadow puppet any chance to take advantage of the situation.

The shadow seemed a little afraid and stopped moving forward. His figure swayed with the wind and waves, as if he had no vitality and became more and more strange.

The two sides confronted each other.

Similar scenes were staged in many places in Liangzhou.

Some people accidentally found something strange about their fellow disciples, some people woke up overnight and became puppets, and some people pretended to be unconscious and were sent back to the sect's sect's station, and they seized the opportunity to attack people.

The monks in Liangzhou did not expect that the demon cultivator would appear in the mainland inexplicably, and they did not expect that the famous Wanying Demon Lord was hosted this time.

Within a few days, many monks sent to various immortal cities were attacked by their companions, and many people died without reacting. The dead people could not even use their bodies to warn others, and they also became

The parasite of the shadow puppet begins a new round of ambush.

It can be said that this is a viral attack.

It was not until a few days later that Danxin Gate got the news from Feiying who came back.

"I thought it was too late." Feiying wiped her face, and the baby's face that had not changed for many years was full of heavy weight. "They came prepared. Now Liangzhou doesn't know how many people there are in the fairy city. The news spreads, and then

It's a trouble."

In addition to being unpredictable and difficult to expel the power of shadow puppets, the power of shadow puppets also lies in creating panic. Just think about it, familiar people around you, or even your own shadow, may be living in a danger that will kill people's bodies. Who can not be vigilant?

Not afraid?

No matter how strong the will is, it will be consumed in an overly tense environment. Once the morale of the army is dispersed, it will not be able to exert its strength in a strong army.

When the Wanying Demon Lord first arrived in Beizhou, he won a beautiful victory.

The great elder of Danxin Sect paced and pondered: "Beizhou is in harmony with the same spirit..."

"I will go back to the sect immediately and report this matter to the head of the sect." Fei Ying was loyal and never said anything false, and agreed immediately.

The head of Danxin Sect has been in seclusion for a long time, and the elder is in charge of all matters. He smiled when he heard this: "Since the shadow puppet has appeared, I wonder if I can ask the fellow Taoist who was in charge of this matter to help?"

Feiying hesitated: "Uncle Master seems to be in seclusion."

The great elder really hoped to invite Mu Tianguang. The demon cultivator sent the most powerful demon king of Wanying. In comparison, no one in Danxin Sect can fight so he would inevitably go to the next door to bring reinforcements.

"I'll ask, but I can't make the decision in this matter." Feiying didn't dare to make a promise.

When the news from Liangzhou reached Guiyuan Sect, there was another surprise.

The Wanying Demon Lord, who had fought the last Dao Demon War with Dao Xiu. Those who had the same experience were all veterans of various sects.

At the beginning of the war, the Demon Emperor sent this general, and no one could stop thinking about three points.

The head of Guiyuan Sect thought for a long time and agreed to the Danxin Sect’s request: “You go to Yishui and ask Tianguang to come back.”

To deal with the Wanying Demon Lord, the most important thing is two words: strong enough. The powerful monk in Guiyuan Sect is not only Mu Tianguang, but they each have their own affairs and cannot be easily transferred.

Only after Mu Tianguang became a baby, he had not assigned internal affairs, and had been practicing cultivation and had had many dealings with demon cultivators. This was the most suitable one.

Feiying was ordered to go again.

The cave of Shouyi Daozun looked the same as when he came back. It was deserted and withered, withered and overgrown with weeds. Even the sword marks on the rocks were blurred, hidden deep and shallow in the weeds. If it weren't for knowing the route in advance, no matter who passed by this place

, I was sure not to guess that there was a ruin here.

Feiying went through a lot of hardships to find the door, cut off the thorns growing beside him, and shouted with his waist: "Uncle Master, I'm here again!"

No response.

Feiying's heart skipped a beat and she raised her voice: "Uncle Master, I am ordered by the head of the sect. If you have something to do, please open the door!"

"Puffing" the bird hidden in the bushes was shocked by his voice and fled around.

There is still no movement inside.

Feiying was a little panicked. He knew very well that with Mu Tianguang's character, the sect was destined to follow it and would never make any clumsy performances of pretending to be out of home.

Without a response, it proves that others are not in the cave.

Then where did he go? It wouldn't be gone? Feiying made up several bloody scenes, and finally thought regretfully that only someone could do something like self-exile and wandering around the world.

It is impossible for uncle to be a master.

Mostly they are nearby.

He mastered the magic weapon and searched along the Yishui River.

Half a day later, he found the person sitting by the river at the torrent of the Yishui River.

The rapid and rapid rushing waves stirred up countless snow-white waves, and the waves rushed forward and behind them, ruthlessly shattering the roadblocks. The fallen leaves and flowers turned into pieces, the thick wood and long vines sank into the riverbed, the sound of water flowing like thousands of horses running together, and the thunder formations

.

Such a terrifying scene, the people by the river were completely moved.

The river flows constantly, interpreting "movement" to the extreme, but he remains motionless, as quiet as the eternal sun, moon and stars.

Feiying just glanced at him and felt that the blood in his body was condensed. This was not the coldness of cold ice, but the stagnation of time solidification.

Frost and snow can be cremated, what can stop time?

One second is like ten thousand years old.

Fortunately, Mu Tianguang noticed him soon, put away his sword domain, and said lightly: "Why are you here again?"

Feiying could breathe all of a sudden, and spoke very quickly: "The head of the sect has ordered you to go to Liangzhou. The Demon Lord Wanying took the demon cultivator to Liangzhou... Uncle Master, what's wrong with your hair

??”

The following words were in a terrifying tone, and seemed to see something extremely incredible.

"Nothing happened." Mu Tianguang's expression was indifferent, and his falling white hair swept across his shoulders, "For the Yishui Sword."

Over the years, he has been observing the flowing water by the Yishui River and concentrating on enlightenment. He wanted to know that the Yishui River not only ends, but also has a period of ice. The River of Time is really no exception.

It seems to be.

In the endless torrent of time, the sea will become mulberry fields, and mulberry fields will become mulberry fields again. However, even if it turns back to its original state, it will no longer be the same river.

The cycle in the world is not a closed loop connected by the beginning and end, but a spiral repeated progress.

Past, present, future.

The river of time, from this to that, cannot turn back and there is no luck.

The practitioner of "Yi Shui Sword" is like the moon hanging high in the sky, overlooking the world without any sorrow or joy.

Who first saw the moon by the river? When did the moon in the river shine on people?

Life has been endless from generation to generation, and the river and moon look similar every year.

His sword domain is called "Void Moon".

However, even if your cultivation is successful, you will never be able to calm down.

His heart was unchanged, but his consciousness was always clear. All his affections were like flowers in the mirror, and they could only be displayed silently and could no longer affect the slightest part of himself outside the mirror.

Slide mirror table, Slide mirror table!

He couldn't feel the pain, but he was really tormented by it.

Or, ordinary people are venting pain, but they lose this ability, but the pain will not disappear because they cannot perceive it. On the contrary, it will accumulate, just like old illnesses, day and night

It settles in the body, but I cannot know it.

Until one day, he came out of Guan Wujian and saw that his black hair turned into white hair, he suddenly realized: Oh, it turns out that I was in such pain.

Sadly, when he thought about it this way, he felt no turmoil.

The author has something to say: Tianguang now has three words: beautiful, strong, miserable. In the future, it will probably be more beautiful, stronger, and more...ah!

I quoted two lines of poetry, but I won't comment on it because it is a famous line.

I think Mingyue and Mirror must have a heartbreak. They say that they are affectionate and then they say that they are ruthless. What is it like to be swollen? In fact, this is the "Tao". The same sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and the truth they have learned is not

same.

The ruthless Tao of the sky and the vague path of sentient beings have made me suffer a lot of brain cells. I don’t want to simply blame "love" on feelings. Relentlessness means no one loves, and sentient beings means a lot of ambiguity, and I want to be more in line with the concept of practicing Taoism. However,

!I only regret that I have less books when I use them, and I feel that I still read too little... The biggest gain of writing an ex is that I realize that I have not accumulated enough_(:3∠)_Babies must read more if they have the chance.

The jj comment area is blocked. You can't see each other's comments, but I can see everyone. Please don't be stingy with comments. I plan to choose some interesting things to post in the comments tomorrow, otherwise I will feel so lonely...