Nightmare Attack

There is no doubt that the so-called personal disciple is Monk Huicong.

Jiang Cheng was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Then the other monks we saw in the Precepts Temple are..."

"They are all disciples of my Qingfeng Temple, but now they are all deceived by this evil spirit." Ling Xiaozi was heartbroken when talking about these things, "Not only that, but those who come to my Qingfeng Temple with admiration are also bewitched by this evil spirit. Some of them turned out to be monks from the Precepts Monastery and indulged in sexual immorality, and some just...sigh!"

Not knowing what he was thinking of, Ling Xiaozi sighed, and Jiang Cheng recalled the scene he saw in the Merit Hall, where the corpse of the child was used as a sacrifice, and he roughly knew the fate of those people.

Suddenly, the meat mountain monk actually started to squirm, and a more terrifying scene happened. As the rotten flesh on his chest squirmed, Ling Xiaozi's body slowly sank into the flesh, mixed with the bones that had been crushed. sound.

"Taoist Priest, how are you?" The fat man's face turned pale when he saw this scene, and he drew inferences. The fat man looked at the bloated body of Monk Roshan, and he probably didn't know how many people he had swallowed like this.

Hearing this, a hint of helplessness flashed across Ling Xiaozi's face, but it was quickly dispersed by the determination between his brows, "It doesn't matter, Pindao only has a breath of zhenqi to protect his heart. Even if you all rescue Pindao, Even poor people can't survive.

This is the truth, and Jiang Cheng can also see it. The so-called Ling Xiaozi is only half breathing now, and his lower body has been crushed by Monk Roshan.

"Taoist Priest, what do you need us to do?" Jiang Cheng also knew that the situation was urgent. Now it seems that Monk Fuji is not dead, but has been bitten by the backlash because he failed to keep his mouth shut. I'm afraid it won't take long for him to wake up.

"Little friend Jiang, please step forward and open this wooden box. There is a purple gold alms bowl inside the box. This alms bowl is a great evil object and is also the fate of this evil spirit. If you break this alms bowl, you can survive this disaster. If it goes away, all the people in the world will be saved." Ling Xiaozi said in a calm tone, even though he was suffering from the pain of being torn apart and swallowed.

Because he had been deceived once, Jiang Cheng was very vigilant. He did not answer immediately, but walked around with the candle in his hand. In addition to the statue of Yuanshi Tianzun, there were also Lingbao Tianzun and Daode Tianzun in the hall. The layout does indeed indicate that someone once held some kind of ceremony here, but the tables, chairs, and candlesticks fell to the ground, and there were marks of slashes with swords on them. It seemed that there had been a melee.

To be fair, what really impressed Jiang Cheng was the saying that night is true and day is false. Jiang Cheng already believed Ling Xiaozi's words to a certain extent.

"Taoist Priest, besides breaking this alms bowl, do you have any other requirements?" Jiang Cheng was still probing, "You don't need me to hurt my eyes, or to worship the three gods?"

"No need, little friend Jiang is not a member of my Xuanmen, and the so-called self-mutilation of the eyes is even more ridiculous, but the evil spirit is worried that little friend Jiang will see the flaw. Ling Xiaozi clasped his hands, his gray beard and hair were stained red by the blood, but his upper body was straight and straight , The eyebrows are Xuanming, worthy of the style of the Taoist Temple.

Jiang Cheng walked forward slowly, while keeping a watchful eye on the abbot and Ling Xiaozi, he opened the wooden box and found a purple gold alms bowl quietly placed inside.

At first glance, it looked nothing special, but as the candlelight flickered, dots of light appeared on the purple gold alms bowl. It was so mysterious that Jiang Cheng stopped breathing for a moment. He had a very strange feeling, as if this thing had come to life.

With a "bang", Jiang Cheng closed the box again, and then immediately stepped back, keeping a distance from the box and Monk Ling Xiaozi Roshan.

Looking at Jiang Cheng, who was breathing heavily and with cold sweat on his forehead, the fat man leaned forward and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Cheng didn't answer, but just cupped his hands towards the miserable-looking Ling Xiaozi, "Taoist Master, this matter is important. I hope you can give me some time to think about it. Please allow me to leave tonight, Taoist Master. "

"It seems that the little friends still can't believe Pindao, but it's okay. When dawn comes, the little friends have seen the real Qingfeng Temple, and naturally they know that what Pindao said is true." Ling Xiaozi groped for the flesh and blood of the monk from Roushan. He pulled out a whisk and waved it in the direction of Jiangcheng, and the wooden door behind the three of them opened with a creak.

Ye Qiutang also recovered from the shock at this moment, and asked hurriedly: "Taoist Master, what do you mean when you say that you can see the real Qingfeng Temple at dawn?"

"This evil spirit has just been broken by little friend Jiang. I can still suppress it for the time being, but please remember that you must come here again no later than tomorrow and break the alms bowl with your own hands by little friend Jiang. Otherwise, wait until this evil spirit wakes up again. , then this catastrophe will never turn around again!”

Ling Xiaozi became more and more excited as he spoke, and even started to cough up blood, "Ahem...cough...as long as I can break this evil thing, I can die with this evil spirit by relying on my moral conduct, and I can get rid of this evil spirit for the people of the world. Even if I am a poor person, Even if my body and soul are destroyed, I will be worthy of my predecessors in Xuanmen!"

"I admire Taoist Master Haoran's righteousness. I will definitely come here to keep the appointment tomorrow!" Jiang Cheng cupped his hands and turned around to leave. He didn't know much about these Taoist and Buddhist things, but some people do. Wait until this time tomorrow to get the information from the alchemist. Song Tianming, who is from the first class, is called to tell whether it is true or false.

"My little friend, please stay."

This sound made the three people in Jiangcheng instantly alert. Could it be that they regretted it?

But soon Ling Xiaozi said quickly: "Don't worry too much, everyone. There is one more thing that Pindao needs to mention. These days, Pindao has vaguely noticed that there is a very special person hidden among you people. This person is an enemy of Feifei." Friends, you have to be careful.”

"A very special person..." Jiang Cheng thought thoughtfully.

"Yes, there used to be two breaths, but now there is only one left. The one that disappeared was thought to have been killed by the person who lost his mind in the observation."

Even after talking about this, how could Shang Jiangcheng still not understand that this Ling Xiaozi was so powerful that he could actually detect the existence of the second generation of Crimson.

"Taoist Master, please tell me the identity of the remaining person." Jiang Cheng's attitude immediately changed.

"Ashamed, even I don't know. Now..." Ling Xiaozi paused. Jiang Cheng probably understood. With Ling Xiaozi's current broken body, it would be good to be able to detect that some of them have problems. From this Just look at it and it's more than one level higher than Song Tianming.

"But Pindao can confirm that this person is not among the three of you. What Pindao is worried about is that this evil spirit will not die. If it gets the chance and steals that person's body secretly, then even if it breaks this alms bowl, it will be too late. It's too late."

"What should we do?" Fatty asked anxiously. It was almost impossible to find the hidden second-generation Crimson in a short time.

"I hope all the benefactors will put the common people in the world first." Ling Xiaozi sighed, raised his hand and threw something to Jiang Cheng, "Give this thing to the disciple of the alchemist sect. He will understand what to do."