Huang Quan's companion

Chapter 87

Yang Jinshu said carefully: "Your Highness, did you make a mistake? I also felt He Tang's dream. The dream was very clear and my memory was very real."

"The first dream was woven by him, but the later dream was not..." The King of Wheels turned to look at the stone formation, "This king has reminded you a long time ago that this stone formation has spirituality, and it is located in the place of five turbidities." After staying for a long time, the spells that affect you are not a problem. The dream just now was so real, not because He Tang led you all into the dream, but because these fertile stones extracted your respective memories, weaved them in the dream, and affected you. your state of mind."

"This is too evil." He Tang took a few steps back, trying to stay away from the Wolong Stone, "This stone is so weird, Min Yuejun has been guarding it for so many years, why hasn't he gone crazy?"

Yang Jinshu looked at the pressing Min Yuejun and Fulan whose soul was starting to drift away in the screen, and thought of Min Yuejun once saying that he could not dream, he said with a complicated expression: "Min Daoist has a tenacious heart and profound morality. It is not easy to suppress the rage in Qinglianguan Dungeon, the only time he lost control was probably the invasion of inner demons, forcing him to go mad and start killing, and even... killed Daoist Qing Rong by mistake."

"But Min Yuejun himself said he was sober."

"That's his inner demon, he probably...has really thought about it." Yang Jinshu didn't know what to say other than sighing, "Min Daochang's inner demon may never get rid of it."

He Tang suddenly became anxious: "Then... will he go mad again? Look how strange it is for him to come to the underworld!"

The Wheel-Turning King answered their doubts: "He is near the end of his lifespan, and his life is not long."

"Ah?!" He Tang couldn't believe it, "Didn't Min Yuejun claim that he would not die? This..."

"He has been willing to become the soul-refining container of the evil spirits and fierce ghosts in the Wolong Stone all these years, nourishing it with blood, and has already consumed all the life saved by his master Ni Tian." The King of the Wheel looked at Min Yuejun in the picture, faintly Said, "Presumably he knew he was about to die, so he dared to break into the underworld."

"Death..." He Tang and Yang Jinshu looked at each other with worry in their eyes.

They always thought that Min Yuejun was immortal and would spend hundreds of years with the magic stick, but when they heard that he was going to die, they couldn't help feeling sad.Qinglianguan has all kinds of troubles and worries, from Fulan to Min Yuejun, no one can worry about it. Besides, they have seen all the scenes in the dream. Min Yuejun was disturbed by the demons and killed him. Going against the sky, they are obviously good people, but they ended up like this...

"Where is the magic stick? If he knows the news..." He Tang suddenly became worried, "No, we have to drag the magic stick away in advance, don't let his apprentice die, and he has fallen into a demon again!"

"I already know." The voice of the magic stick came faintly, and they looked back, and saw that the magic stick was standing on the fertile stone, holding the ghost fragments in his palms, but his face was extremely ugly.

"Daoist Qingrong..." Yang Jinshu took two steps forward, trying to drag him down from the fertile stone formation, "Come out quickly!"

"It turns out that he said he was going to die... he didn't lie to me..." the magic stick murmured, looking past them and looking at the screen in the air.

Just at this moment, Min Yuejun swung his long sword, and the fine dragon on the sword flew towards Fu Lan, entwining him tightly. At some point, Min Yuejun snatched back the fragment of fertile stone, holding it in the palm of his hand. , staring at Fulan and said: "I ask you, do you have a last word?"

Fu Lan said angrily: "Min Yuejun! I am one of the founders of Qinglian Temple, how dare you deceive the master and destroy the ancestor?"

"I have been in Qinglian Temple for many years, but I have never seen you." Min Yuejun said indifferently, "A person who cultivates the Tao will protect the peace. You have committed many evils, so don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."

Fu Lan complained for herself: "I have done a lot of evil? I have only escaped from the well for a few months, and what evil have I done? Why don't you go to the old man to settle the account of the Zhu family?"

"Zhu Zishan, Mrs. Hongtiao, Mrs. Six and her youngest son, don't you admit these crimes?" Min Yuejun said solemnly, "Neither of you can escape!"

"Okay! You're ruthless!" Fu Lan said bitterly, "Min Yuejun, what kind of gentleman are you? What if you kill us? Can you live for hundreds of years with peace of mind?"

Min Yuejun said lightly: "I don't live long."

Fu Lan was stunned for a moment, looked at him carefully, and began to calculate his fate with his fingers. Suddenly he laughed three times, and said repeatedly: "Okay! Not bad! I really admire you for being able to teach a descendant like you! I also recognize the soul flying away! I only hope that you will fall into the underworld in the future, and dare to have such courage!"

Min Yuejun looked at him calmly, and said slowly: "Senior, just leave now."

As soon as the words fell, he smashed the gravel in his hand, and the Fuxue sword passed through Fu Lan's chest. His breath was lifted, and Fu Lan, who was bound by the fertile stone and the thin dragon on the sword, instantly lost his soul!

The image in the air flew away from then on, the king of the wheel was startled, and looked intently, the fertile stone formation was covered by this clear energy, the spiritual power on the sword gathered, and the thin dragon whizzed away, but in an instant, there was no time to avoid the ghost They were all torn into pieces, and a ray of skylight broke through the five turbid places, and the turbidity was illuminated by the dazzling skylight, and scattered in all directions!

This young man... has such a cultivation level... He was surprised and delighted, but fortunately he knew the severity, raised his hand and held the turbid air within the fertile stone formation, and hundreds of golden lights formed a barrier to seal the five turbid places It was completely sealed up.

The powerful spiritual power collided with the turbid qi of the five turbid places and Min Yuejun's clear qi, and there was a violent roar. The ground shook, and the King of Wheels cursed secretly, and quickly stabilized the situation—he didn't want to be questioned by the other halls of Yama.Originally, I just wanted to come and watch the excitement, but who knew that these little ghosts could make such a big commotion?

"What's going on here?" He Tang grabbed Yang Jinshu's hand and asked in panic, "The hell is going to explode?"

Yang Jinshu pulled him up into the air, ignored the consolation, and hurriedly looked at the god stick, but saw the god stick standing on the wolong stone staggering, staring at the large piece of wolong stone, looking for Min Yuejun's figure.

"Daoist Qingrong! Come out!"

The magic stick turned a deaf ear and shouted loudly: "Min Yuejun, you want to die that much, don't you?! I stole hundreds of years of life from the sky to give you, and you dare to squander it like this!"

No one answered.

He Tang: "Jin Shu, what does he mean? Why can't I understand?"

Yang Jinshu thought for a moment, then said dejectedly: "Daoist Min has not only spent a lot of spiritual power to suppress the hostility in Qinglianguan dungeon these years, but also summoned souls, and dared to set up complex magic circles many times. It's clear that... he doesn't want to live."

He Tang recalled the time when Min Yuejun cried with all the ghosts under the mass burial mound, and later fought with the magic stick in Qinglian temple, and this time he broke into the underworld again, and just now broke through the skylight in the five turbid places...

"He is really... desperate..." He Tang was dumbfounded.

Who in this world doesn't want to live?Only Min Yuejun wants to die.

"That's..." Yang Jinshu cried out, "Min Daoist?"

The magic stick heard the sound and looked, and caught a glimpse of Min Yuejun's figure in the center of the five turbid places, but in front of him was Uncle Liu who was bitten by the red snake!Without saying a word, he jumped up there!

"God, come back!" He Tang yelled, "Your apprentice is dying, and you are looking for death too!"

"He was originally a dead man." Yang Jinshu hesitated for a moment, and made a quick decision, "He Tang, wait for me here, and I will help."

He Tang pulled him back: "You go anyway!"

"You can't do nothing but die." Yang Jinshu said helplessly, "How can you bear it when you're friends?"

"Oh, you nerd!" He Tang was angry and anxious, and dragged him to the front of the wheel king, shouting, "Your Highness! Help!"

The Wheel-Turning King was busy blocking the turbid air from overflowing, so he glanced at him coldly, ignoring him.

He Tang blinked, turned Yang Jinshu's sleeve for a while, and asked, "Jinshu, I remember how many soul-calling charms you have, where are they?"

"What do you want the Spirit Calling Talisman for?" Although Yang Jinshu didn't know why, he still took it out and handed it to him.

"Let's go back to the Tenth Hall and bring over the ghosts by the Wangchuan River. Anyway, the god stick and Daoist Min are dead, and we will have no face to return to the mortal world. If we cause such a big incident, we will be punished by Yama of the Tenth Hall sooner or later." , it’s better to make a big one, let’s get lost together!”

Yang Jinshu was dumbfounded: "..."

Young man, you are going to make trouble!

The Wheel-Turning King was furious: "How dare you!"

"Anyway, I've already died twice, why don't I dare?" He Tang raised his face and said rascally, "It's still a question to be accused by your first palace, and it's still a question to be questioned by the other nine palaces. It’s good to open your eyes and see the world, so that even if your soul flies away, it’s not in vain for me to be a ghost.”

"..." Zhuanlun Wang didn't expect this kid to be so foolish, and he was furious for a moment. If he didn't need to concentrate on suppressing the five turbid places, he would really blow this kid to death with his palm!

He Tang made a gesture to leave: "Jin Shu, let's go!"

The Wheel-Turning King shouted, "Come back!"

He Tang stopped his steps in a hurry, and smiled innocently and cutely: "Did you agree to help, Your Highness?"

The Wheel-Turning King gave him a cold look, as if if he behaved again, he would be thrown into the animal realm.

Yang Jinshu silently pulled him to a distance, avoiding the bad mood of the wheel runner, and cursed in a low voice: "You are too courageous!"

He Tang had an innocent face: "Isn't this called wit?"

"..." It must be admitted that He Tang is always very witty at times like this.

The red snake entangled Lao Liu, looking for a breach in his body.However, Lao Liu had been prepared for a long time. Although he was entangled by the red snake, he firmly protected his three souls and seven souls, preventing him from taking advantage of it.Back then, he used Qinglian Temple to refine nearly a hundred innocent souls, but his previous efforts were wasted by Min Yuejun's meddling. He had to flee to Jishan County and continue to play the role of Lao Liu.After so many years of deliberate planning to stir up a plan to feed ghosts in various places, and was repeatedly destroyed by monks, he finally picked He Tang, but he never thought that although this little ghost was not very capable, his mind was exceptionally flexible. He miscalculated, and the century-old plan was destroyed in one day.

The magic stick had come to them, but for the time being, he could not look at Min Yuejun, but said to the old neighbor: "Uncle Liu, who are you?"

Old Liu tried to appease the red snake as the owner, and hurriedly said: "You are so smart, can't you think of it?"

"You are... an official of the Underworld, right? In charge of the Traveling Division?"

"I knew you were always smart." Old Liu smiled lowly, but said, "How can a small official like me be in charge of the Crossing Department? I'm just a handyman. Even if I suddenly disappear, the chief above won't care. .”

"Sure enough." Shenzhu closed his eyes, his conjectures came true, but he didn't know what to think.

Suddenly there was a voice in my mind, which came from Old Liu: "Qing Rong, you are proficient in spells. If you are willing to help, can I help you save your apprentice?" Min Yuejun also set up several magic circles one after another, preparing to execute Lao Liu on the spot.

This is... an art of mind?