Yu Sha

The night got darker and darker, and for a long time, the lonely boat stayed in place.

Chu Weiyang was sitting on the bow of the boat, looking almost intensely at Mo Daozhong, who was standing on the water, shaking his head.

In his mouth, the vague voice continued to sound.

"The ninth floor...the spiritual platform...the eight treasures...in the Purple Mansion..."

"A thousand calamities..."

Maybe the moonlight at night was too dim, or maybe the poisonous energy eroded Mo Daozhong's mind too much.

At this moment, he held the book tightly with both hands and carefully identified the words on it. Either the reading was too vague, or the words were broken, or he simply remembered the previous sentence but forgot the next sentence. .

But on the spot, Chu Weiyang stopped urging him, and just let him try to recite it over and over again. Under his silent gaze, a certain silent expectation flashed through Chu Weiyang's deep eyes.

He seemed to be expecting some strange and interesting result.

In such wordless silence, Chu Weiyang's voice had not sounded in Chu Weiyang's mind for a long time.

For a while, while Mo Daozhong was still chanting over and over again, Chun Yuzhi's clear and beautiful voice sounded.

"Are you demonic monks born with so much sagacity? God...how did you come up with the idea of ​​passing this method on to Mo Daozhong?"

Listening to Chun Yuzhi's tone, it seemed that the last time she was so shocked was after learning about Miss Qinghe's plan.

It was like another eye-opener.

In his mind, Chu Weiyang's voice was calm, without any fluctuations.

"Miss Zhi, this is what you have repeatedly mentioned and warned me. In this world, if there is an owner of the incense and incense laws, and others have learned them, there must always be some cause and effect. When you warned me at that time, I What came to mind in an instant was actually this Taoist book.

At first... after killing Yan Jianming, I got this Taoist book from his Qiankun bag. At first I thought it was some magical method from Tingchang Mountain, and I studied it with great interest for a while. Now think about it, this The Book of Taoism should also be included in Danxia's mother's calculations.

It makes no sense that someone has actually slapped me in the face, but I don’t have the courage to slap him back! No matter what the realm gap is, there is no such truth! If she wants to crush the ants, she must be mentally prepared to be beaten! "

At the end of his words, Chu Weiyang's voice became colder.

It seemed that he was infected by Chu Weiyang's mood and connotation, so Chun Yuzhi's voice from the other end of the ban did not sound for a long time.

Looking at it like this, Mo Daozhong was still chanting in place, but nothing changed.

What is the realm of cultivation? Chu Weiyang is a little unsure again.

"Miss Zhi, what kind of statement is this? Could it be that monks outside Tingchang Mountain are unable to practice this secret method? Why can't I see that he is chanting it with all his heart, but he has not seen any effect?"

After hearing this, Chun Yuzhi had finally experienced the change in her state of mind in the illusion. She no longer kept secrets about the secrets of Taoism in Tingchang Mountain and spoke frankly to Chu Weiyang.

"Don't underestimate this secret method. Old Mother Danxia is very important to it! It is said that the gist of this secret method is also related to the core of Dao Fruit of Old Mother Danxia, ​​so there can be any differences in other methods. , only this Dharma, as long as it is written down on paper, cannot make any mistakes...

There is no change at this moment, which should actually be the best reaction! It’s not necessarily that Danxia’s mother didn’t sense it, but that Tingchang Mountain is too far away from here. Even if she senses it, she may not be able to respond to anything. But if she senses the leakage of the secret method, I’m afraid the entire Mo family will be affected. Suffer. "

After hearing this, Chu Weiyang smiled and called Mo Daozhong a few more times.

"Fellow Daoist Mo, Friend Daoist Mo?"

At this moment, Mo Daozhong suddenly looked at Chu Weiyang with a heavy anger, his eyes half-opened.

It seems like a person who has not slept for several days is in the most difficult situation.

, the moment he was about to fall asleep, he was awakened again. That kind of ferocity, that kind of impulse to kill, was almost a subconscious reaction.

But then, that ferocious aura disappeared from Mo Daozhong's body.

He immediately became depressed, and as soon as he opened his mouth, all that was left was his vague sleepy voice.

"How...fellow Taoist Chunyu...what's wrong?"

After hearing this, Chu Weiyang continued to speak.

"Look, now you have also practiced both Dharma and Dharma. Let's talk about it... should you pass this Dharma back to Bai Snake Island? How about using jade slips to spread the message?"

Hearing this, Mo Daozhong could only nodded dullly.

"What you said...makes sense..."

While speaking, Chu Weiyang had already forced himself to put a blank jade slip into Mo Daozhong's palm, then supported his arm and placed the jade slip between his eyebrows.

Several dim flashes of light flashed through.

Before Mo Daozhong could hold the seal again, Chu Weiyang uneasily pulled out the jade slip.

"Fellow Daoist Mo, you see, I taught you this Dharma. It's not that I have any other ideas. I just checked it for you, lest there are any flaws in it. If I teach Island Master Mo to read it, it won't be beautiful. "

In the same place, Mo Daozhong was still just nodding his head.

"Okay, this sentence... makes more sense..."

While speaking, Chu Weiyang carefully examined the content imprinted on the jade slip by Mo Daozhong. When he saw that apart from the content of this spell, there was nothing that exposed Chu Weiyang's whereabouts, the young man was relieved. He came and put the jade slip into Mo Daozhong's hand again.

Almost as if he was coaxing a child, Chu Weiyang patiently used his gentle voice to persuade Mo Daozhong to sacrifice the jade slip with a secret method. He saw a burst of inspiration, then wrapped the jade slip and walked away.

At the head of the boat, Chu Weiyang breathed a sigh of relief. When he looked back at Mo Daozhong, his calm eyes already had a dark light.

But the young man's voice remained calm.

"Fellow Daoist Mo, what's wrong with you now? I don't see you talking."

In the same place, the waves of the sea water had almost wet most of Mo Daozhong's robes. He seemed not to notice, still shaking his head.

"I...I don't know, I'm just...very sleepy..."

Therefore, Chu Weiyang's voice immediately became softer, as if he was coaxing someone to sleep.

"Then go to bed and have a good sleep. Don't be afraid. I am here to guard you. I am a monk from Chunyu's family in Dongshan. We have a relationship of teaching each other. You need to call me Taoist friend. I’m here to watch over you…”….

The hoarse voice was scattered in the sea breeze, making it increasingly difficult to distinguish.

And in such a soft voice, Mo Daozhong seemed to have put down his last trace of guard.

Sure enough, he fell backward toward the sea.

The moment he fell, his voice still sounded like he was mumbling in his sleep.

"Okay, okay, Fellow Daoist, Fellow Daoist Chunyu, just stay with me, don't worry..."

Before he could finish speaking, streaks of black light suddenly passed by in the sea water, and then they were wrapped in water light and directly submerged Mo Daozhong's mouth and nose.

In an instant, he could no longer breathe. It happened that Mo Daozhong had lost too much of his clarity and consciousness at this moment. He struggled and gasped harder, and then let more Wu Guang Shui pour into his lungs.

For a moment, Mo Daozhong struggled violently.

But Chu Weiyang's hoarse voice continued to sound.

"Go to sleep, have a good sleep, it's all a nightmare, you'll be fine when you wake up."

After the words fell, Mo Daozhong stopped struggling.

Wrapped in black light, Chu Weiyang could see it clearly, but as he was familiar with the time, black blood flowed out of Mo Daozhong's mouth and nose, and then fainted and dispersed in the sea. Only a few gusts of wind blew by, and then disappeared completely. color.

As soon as he raised his hand, the black light water collapsed on the spot.

Only Mo Daozhong's dark green face was getting farther and farther away from Chu Weiyang's sight, and finally the whole person completely disappeared into the deep

In the swell of the sea, he was buried at the bottom of the sea.

Although his eyes were fixed on Mo Daozhong, at this moment, another voice sounded in Chu Weiyang's mind, reaching the other end of the restriction.

"Speaking of which, Miss Zhi, how do you think the Tingchang Mountain disciples will react when they find out that the curse has been leaked? Who will be sent here to check it out? Isn't it just Danxia's old mother?"

After hearing this, Chun Yuzhi's voice responded decisively.

"It's hard to say who is coming, but it is highly unlikely that old mother Danxia will come. There are many tacit understandings and agreements among the Jindan monks. In normal times, the monks from the north and south of the Chalcedony River will not go to the sea in person unless necessary. Come on, the great monks from the outer sea will not go inland easily.

Why do you want to do this? Anyway, the unlucky ones will be the Mo family on the Baishe Islands. They are so stupid that they don’t want to spend any time practicing in the open sea. Instead of thinking about this, it is better to rush to Mo Daozhong to open up the place as soon as possible. In the island cave outside, take a look at the treasures he has hidden! "

Hearing this, Chu Weiyang laughed out loud with joy.

This is something Chun Yuzhi would never say.

Thinking of this, Chu Weiyang gently stroked the sword body and couldn't help but admired: "Miss Zhi, what you said makes sense. You... have really made great progress, great progress!"

When the words fell, Chu Weiyang knocked down another seal, and then the boat sailed away in the wind and waves, and suddenly left this place far away.

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Tingchang Mountain.

In the Taoist palace on the top of the mountain, on the high throne of the Dharma, Old Mother Danxia held the seal of the master in her hands, and she entered meditation and wandered in a fugue.

At this moment, a dark wind suddenly seemed to sweep through the closed hall.

In an instant, the mother hurriedly opened her eyes, and looked around the walls in surprise. It seemed that there were dozens of incense candles swirling around, and they suddenly flickered on and off. Some incense candles had bright flames, while others had flickering flames. It was only the size of a soybean and was about to collapse on its own in an instant. ….

With such a mixture of light and dark, it looked more and more like an endless sea of ​​stars reflected on the four walls.

After looking around like this for a week, Danxia's mother suddenly frowned.

In the wide robe, her chicken claw-like dry palms were raised tremblingly, and the tip of her thumb gently touched a few knuckles.

When Duan looked at it, he seemed to be doing calculations or divination.

Just as a long time passed, Danxia's mother's brows became more and more frowned. Suddenly, in the next moment, her face suddenly turned pale.

The next moment, before the old mother could catch her breath, her face suddenly turned red again.

It seems that the blood is rising.

When the time came, Danxia's mother didn't even bother to make seals or seals. She was leaning back while sitting on the altar, with one hand on the altar and the other hand pressed tightly on her heart.

It took a while.

The old mother seemed to have relieved herself.

Amidst her slightly heavy breathing, she didn't know what she thought of. Then she flicked her fingertips, and saw a ray of light flying out from her fingertips, straight across the hall, and suddenly disappeared.

Not long after, when the old mother had completely calmed down and was sitting on the altar as if nothing had happened, she saw the closed door of the Taoist palace opened.

Following the sound, it was Chun Yuzhi, or rather Chun Yuhuai, walking lightly in lotus steps, twisting his waist awkwardly, and walked into the Taoist temple quickly and slowly.

Mother Danxia looked at Chunyuhuai calmly.

But Chun Yuhuai's eyes also reflected the figure of Danxia's mother, and even more, some indescribable shame, anger and hatred.

Mother Danxia frowned as if she was unhappy with such a look.

"Good boy, dear girl, you shouldn't look at me like this. It was grandma who saved you, and it was grandma who gave you another chance to live. If you don't take this into consideration, you will be so stubborn as to lose your conscience. Son, what’s the difference between you and your eldest aunt?”

When the words fell, Chunyu Huai took a deep breath, seeming to suppress the anger in his heart. When he spoke, his original clear voice became neither yin nor yang, neither male nor female.

"Call me here and tell me what's going on?"

Only then did Old Mother Danxia smile reluctantly.

"I just want to ask you, how are you adapting to this Dao body now that your life is harmonized and the three elements are mixed into one? Is it easier to control the Dan Fei realm?"

Chunyu Huai still didn't reply, as if he was expressing his dissatisfaction in this way.

"What do you want me to do?"

Seeing such a gesture, Old Mother Danxia frowned again.

"Look at what you look like now. There is only resentment in your eyes. As for your active mind, I'm afraid you are not as active as before! What do you want to do? How dare grandma ask you to do anything! With your current state of mind, it's just that I’m afraid of ruining my business for the second time!”

Chun Yuhuai's repeated reactions seemed to really anger Danxia's mother. She scolded her angrily. She just talked for a while, but before Chun Yuhuai had any other reaction, Danxia's mother stood there. But suddenly paused.

Immediately, her whole body suddenly relaxed, as if she had completely let go of her heart.

She weakly waved her hand towards Chunyu Huai.

"Go, go and summon the elders of the Yan family and Yan Jianming's third uncle!"

Fu Fu listened to the instructions, and Chunyu Huai didn't respond or decide whether to do it or not. He just turned around and walked out.

After a while, he moved to the door slowly, one step at a time.

Suddenly, he seemed like he couldn't hold back his smile no matter what.

"Ha-ha-ha-grandma, you are old, you are old!"

Before he could stop laughing, suddenly, a strong wind swept in from behind. Chunyuhuai's face turned pale and he staggered. Under the strong wind, he hurried out of the Taoist palace, no longer trying to teach his mother Danxia to see his figure. and sound.

In the same place, the old mother just raised her hand and gently kneaded her eyebrows.

There seemed to be endless sighs, but in the end they just turned into a whisper.

"commit a sin……".

Seeking spring and continuing the day