Chapter 637 Little Taoist Priest

Just as the blue water flame spirit in Liu Haiyu's body was summoned by external forces and responded, Xu Yang, who was immersed in the joy of saving his master Guigu Yeyan's soul, also had his blue water flame spirit agitated.

In his purple mansion space, the round-headed, round-brained blue water flame spirit in the shape of a spirit pig became active, splashing out an excited blue fire breath on the spot.

Xu Yang's expression froze, and then he stretched out a finger.

With a puff, a blue flame about an inch in size rose from his fingertips, twisting and turning into the shape of a spirit pig.

"Is it Liu Haiyu who is using the blue water flame spirit to summon me? Could it be that he has encountered a strong enemy?" Xu Yang carefully examined the blue water flame spirit on his fingertips, "No, this is not the resonance between the flame spirits, but it seems to be the resonance produced by other external forces. Is there anything else in the world that can resonate with the blue water flame spirit? I remember that the last time in the East China Sea, the Shadow Organization had coveted the blue water flame spirit, and the shadow master has a strong magic skill, which is clearly a member of the demon clan. I came here with a map of unknown origin. Could it be that all this is a premeditated plan of the demon clan. The demon clan wants to use the blue water flame spirits on me and Liu Haiyu to do something very important to the demon clan."

Ming Lin, who was lying on Xu Yang's shoulder, immediately interrupted and said, "Master Xu Yang, I am full of strength now. Let's go and see which guy is behind the scenes."

Ming Lin's two big nostrils spewed out violent demonic energy from time to time. Having just drunk the Nightmare Spirit Wine, Ming Lin was still excited.

Xu Yang's face was solemn. The scene in the East China Sea where he was easily defeated by the Shadow Lord flashed through his mind.

"Azhu, you will most likely encounter a strong enemy next. You should return to my Purple Mansion space first. Only by taking the enemy by surprise can we exert the power of our combined attack." Xu Yang said.

"Xu Xiaoxian, we will advance and retreat together." Azhu said obediently.

As soon as the words fell, the fire on Azhu's body flew and turned into a red stream of light that sank into Xu Yang's body. She hid in Xu Yang's Purple Mansion space in the form of a flame spirit's original body, a fire bird.

After the last fight with the Shadow Lord in the East China Sea, Xu Yang knew that the power of the Vermillion Bird in Azhu's body could restrain the Shadow Lord's magic to a certain extent. Azhu has always been Xu Yang's last trump card, and the trump card will have a greater effect only when it is revealed when the opponent is unaware.

After doing all this, Xu Yang's consciousness moved and he said loudly: "Lead the way."

The blue water flame spirit on his fingertips immediately nodded in one direction like an obedient pet. Obviously, Xu Yang, who specializes in the Five Elements Flame Art, has more advantages than Liu Haiyu in controlling the Blue Water Flame Spirit.

Xu Yang looked at the direction indicated by the Blue Water Flame Spirit, narrowed his eyes and said: "It will probably be a big battle next."

Ming Lin, who was lying on Xu Yang's shoulder, waved his dragon claws and said: "Fight, fight, if you win, you can drink wine."

Xu Yang's consciousness moved, and a pair of red fire wings suddenly appeared behind him. With just a roll, he flew ten feet away, leaving behind a rolling fire breath.

"It's safer to meet Liu Haiyu as soon as possible, so as not to be defeated one by one by a powerful opponent." With a plan in mind, Xu Yang's escape speed increased by three points.

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On the top of the mountain, the mysterious stone carving of a woman stood alone in the same place, but the infatuated little Taoist priest who was beside her before disappeared.

On the surface of the stone carving of the woman, there were clusters of blue and red spiritual light swirling constantly, emitting invisible spiritual power fluctuations.

What was surprising was that there were two tear marks in the eyes of the stone carving woman. Although she couldn't speak, she looked like a beautiful woman that made people pity her.

At this moment, two figures, one in azure blue, one in red, rushed towards the location of the female stone carving from different directions. They were Liu Haiyu and Xu Yang.

The two saw each other from afar and had already communicated with each other.

The two also discovered the female stone carving almost at the same time, and quickly concluded that the abnormal reaction of the blue water flame spirit was caused by this stone carving.

Xu Yang and Liu Haiyu put away their escape skills and stood side by side opposite the female stone carving.

"It was the spiritual power summoned by this stone carving. I don't know where it came from, but it actually stood on the top of this mountain." Liu Haiyu said.

"Before, how did you find this Giant Sword Mountain?" Xu Yang suddenly asked.

"Someone left a map, but the map is marked correctly. This is the battlefield ruins of the Qinglian Dojo in the Qinghuo Demon Realm thousands of years ago that I am looking for." Liu Haiyu explained.

"I also got a map, and the map marked the existence of the ancient magic beast here. We just killed the ancient magic beast and obtained the magic crystal, and the map is correct." Xu Yang said.

"Who gave you the map?" The two asked each other at the same time.

"It was a man named Yushan Laodao, but that person deliberately concealed his identity. The name Yushan Laodao is just a superficial appearance." Liu Haiyu said.

"My map was left by Qingyan Monk of Jinfo Temple. It has been confirmed that the man is not the original Qingyan Monk." Xu Yang said.

"The person who sent the map deliberately led us here. Could it be for this stone carving?" Liu Haiyu said.

"Brother Haiyu, remember that when we were in the East China Sea, the Shadow Organization coveted the blue water flame spirits on you and me. Judging from all the circumstances, this time it is also related to the Shadow Organization." Xu Yang said.

At this moment, the surface of the stone carving of the woman opposite the two of them suddenly shook, and then a strong suction force suddenly covered them.

What surprised Xu Yang and Liu Haiyu was that the suction force caused the blue water flame spirits in their bodies to leave their bodies uncontrollably.

"Puff!"

The two blue water flame spirits splashed a circle of ripples on the surface of the woman's stone carving like a spirit dolphin entering water, and then submerged into it.

The two were stunned for a moment.

You must know that this pair of blue water flame spirits have signed soul contracts with him respectively, and they cannot be taken away by others casually.

The two of them quickly activated their spiritual consciousness and tried to recall their blue water flame spirits. But he found that his spiritual consciousness could not penetrate the surface of the woman's stone carving.

"Thief, how dare you steal my master Xu Yang's things, let me smash you." Ming Lin, who was lying on Xu Yang's shoulder, said with an angry look.

After finishing his words, Ming Lin raised his right claw, and a black force like a hook rolled out.

"Be careful!" At this moment, Liu Haiyu suddenly shouted.

"Brush!" A ray of light cyan sword light flew out diagonally, impartially, and just stopped the power of Ming Lin's claw.

Ming Lin is the inheritance of the ancient demon dragon lineage, although it is still far from the strength at its peak. However, it practiced with Xu Yang and regained some of its past demonic dragon qualities. Its current claws are comparable to a strike from a divine weapon.

What's scary is that this sword light not only easily knocked off Ming Lin's claw, but also Xu Yang and Liu Haiyu.

Xu Yang's wings of fire curled up behind his back, and he flew backwards seven to eight feet away.

The blue water surged violently under Liu Haiyu's feet, and his whole body flew backwards seven or eight feet away like a water-controlling blue dragon.

"What a superb swordsmanship. No matter the angle, strength or speed of this sword, it is just right. It cuts three times with one sword without hurting the stone carving of a woman. Only a peak swordsman can do it." Liu Haiyu couldn't help but admire it in his heart. road.

Peak swordsmen are full of respect for peak swordsmanship.

And the blue sword light unexpectedly bent at an incredible angle in mid-air, like a spinning silver hook, bent backwards, and landed steadily in front of the woman's stone carving.

As soon as the sword light was suppressed, he turned into a handsome little Taoist priest wearing a light blue wide Taoist robe. The little Taoist priest is dressed in ordinary clothes, his eyes are as clear as water, his long hair is made into a simple Taoist bun on the top of his head, and is fixed with a fish-shaped wooden hairpin, and a few strands of long hair are scattered in front of his forehead.

At this moment, the little Taoist priest blew upward from the corner of his mouth, and the long hair in front of his forehead curled up like a fish out of the water, revealing unruly and freedom.

"Fortunately, I arrived in time." The little Taoist priest said to himself.

Somehow, there seems to be an invisible halo around the little Taoist priest, which makes people feel awe. Maybe this is his way, which is natural.

The little Taoist priest didn't even look at Xu Yang and Liu Haiyu in the distance. At this moment, all he could see was the stone carving of a woman.

Affectionate, nothing else.

The little Taoist priest flipped his wrist, put a clean skin bag on the bottom, and held out a pool of water. Then he lightly dipped his fingers in the water, and carefully wiped the tears on the woman's stone cheek little by little. The tips of his fingers But he didn't touch the woman's cheek too much.

While wiping it, the little Taoist priest murmured: "This is the morning dew I collect from the pine leaves on the mountain top every day. It is as dust-free as you. My goddess, don't cry, the world has melted."

The woman's stone carving seemed to understand the little Taoist priest's words. There were no more tears flowing from her eyes, and the aura on her body had also subsided. It was just a stone carving as before. But the blue water flame spirits of Xu Yang and Liu Haiyu were clearly taken into her body.

Liu Haiyu's consciousness moved and he scanned the little Taoist priest opposite him. He was suddenly surprised and happy in his heart.

"This little Taoist priest has pure Taoist skills, and he is undoubtedly from the lineage of Qinglian Dojo. Could it be that he is the senior I am looking for. But he is only a spiritual body, and the physical body has been lost. I don’t know what he has experienced What? No matter what, it is worthy of respect."

Thinking in his mind, Liu Haiyu stepped forward generously, clasped his fists respectfully and said, "Liu Haiyu, a disciple of Qinglian Dojo, has met my senior. May I ask, are you a senior from my Qinglian Dojo lineage?"

After waiting for a long time, the little Taoist priest saw that the woman's stone carving no longer shed tears, and a look of satisfaction appeared on her face, and then she took the time to turn around and look at Liu Haiyu.

"What is Qinglian Dojo? I don't remember." The little Taoist priest said with a confused look on his face.

At this moment, Xu Yang also came over, cupped his fists and said, "Senior, excuse me."

The little Taoist priest glanced at Xu Yang, and then said: "Who are you? Why do you have such a disgusting aura of ghosts? You don't learn the Taoist ways of the world, but you learn the ways of ghosts and monsters."

When Xu Yang heard this, he couldn't help but laugh. He thought to himself that this senior must be an expert from Qinglian Dojo thousands of years ago. Although Qinglian Dojo and Tiangui Sect belong to the same cultivation sect in the Northern Territory. However, the Qinglian Dojo of the Taoist lineage has always looked down upon the Tiangui Sect of the Guixiu lineage. The tone of this "little Taoist priest" was the same as when Liu Haiyu met Xu Yang for the first time.

When Ming Lin, who was lying on Xu Yang's shoulder, heard this, he grinned in anger. If Xu Yang hadn't just told it, it wouldn't be able to do anything without Xu Yang's permission. Ming Lin had already rushed over and scratched the little Taoist priest's face with its sharp claws.

"I let you talk nonsense and scratch your face." At this moment, Ming Lin could only curse.

If it weren't for Liu Haiyu's face, Xu Yang would definitely argue with the little Taoist priest. Even if you can't talk, you can do it with your hands. In Xu Yang's mind, disciples of the Ghost Sect are by no means half inferior to disciples of other Taoist, Confucian or Buddhist sects. He is very proud of being a disciple of the Heavenly Ghost Sect.

"I am Xu Yang, a disciple of the Heavenly Ghost Sect. I'm disturbing the seniors." Xu Yang said, neither humble nor arrogant.

"A disciple of the Tiangui Sect? I don't remember." The little Taoist said with disdain.