Chapter 804: The Golden Robe Hall's Secret

In the realm of subduing demons in the Golden Light Tower.

A huge ball of fire breath ran wildly on the ground, followed by a flurry of sparks. The breath of fire was getting closer and closer, and the shape of the breath of fire turned out to be the shape of a huge fire tiger. Every time, there is a distance of ten feet.

As he got closer, he saw clearly that there was a human figure under the tiger-shaped fire breath.

It was Monk Chi Yan.

At this moment, Monk Chi Yan's face was extremely ugly. The golden Buddhist robe outside his body was torn in many places, and his exposed arms and legs were covered in scars. Seriously, one of his left arms was severed at shoulder level.

"I was actually caught in an ambush. The iron-headed purple disaster really has an accomplice. It's all my fault for being careless. After thinking about it carefully, I found that the iron-headed purple disaster is a ghost practitioner. How could he be good at the Taoist talisman art? ”

Hey - Monk Chi Yan, who was running wildly, didn't look back and sighed, "The two purple disasters just now are by no means ordinary purple disasters, but are specifically targeted at my disciples of the Golden Buddha Temple. If I hadn't decisively given up for ten years, Ming Yuan, if you use the soul fire secret technique, what you lose may not be as simple as an arm."

"In the current situation, I wonder how Junior Brother Musen is doing?" Monk Chi Yan took out a small golden wooden plaque from his arms, and the word Musen was engraved on it.

"The soul breath of Junior Brother Musen that is sealed in this soul tablet is still there, which means that Junior Brother Musen is at least safe." Monk Chi Yan's nervous expression eased slightly, and he put the golden wooden tablet in his hand again. Keep it.

"I don't know if the place where Junior Brother Musen was hiding has been exposed before. It would be safer to find Jin Guang and Yin Guang as soon as possible and join forces with everyone."

The running monk Chi Yan identified the direction, turned around, and flew away in another direction.

...

In the Demon Subduing Territory, in an unknown forest.

Within a radius of a hundred feet, all vegetation was destroyed, the ground was crisscrossed with ravines, and not a single stone was intact. Apparently, a violent fight had just occurred here.

Qingshui Man and Iron Corpse Madman stood there, and the Blood Monk followed closely behind Qing Shui Man.

Qingshui Ren put the Dao sword in his hand back into the sword box behind his back, "Our plan was quite successful."

The Iron Corpse Madman said: "The Red Flame Monk was seriously injured. Why did you stop me just now and not let me continue chasing? Before, he chased me all the way here and had to kill me."

"Chase?" Mr. Qingshui smiled slightly, "Have you forgotten what the right envoy told us before we came here? This time, there are two teams of disciples sent by the Golden Buddha Temple to the Golden Light Pagoda. And the monk Chi Yan just now One of the teams belongs to the trial disciples of Jinyitang, and their team should consist of four people. If the two of us keep chasing, if we encounter four of them, you have to calculate whether it is them or us. There are many people. Besides, this Monk Chiyan is powerful enough. If we hadn't worked together and the talisman formation I had arranged in advance, we wouldn't have been able to defeat him so easily. Most likely I will just run away. I don’t want my dear blood monk brother to get hurt along with me.”

After saying that, Qingshui Ren turned around and brushed the dirt off the bloody monk's shoulders with his hands. At this moment, the blood monk had a disgraced look on his face, and a blood stain on his cheek was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Obviously, the man in Qingshui just sacrificed his puppet.

The blood monk responded blankly: "You can't get hurt."

The Iron Corpse madman opposite twirled his fingers and said: "Old Taoist Qingshui, you are really smart. My master said before his death that arithmetic relies on the innate brain. Like me, who works so hard to learn arithmetic, Not as good as you."

The man in Qingshui stroked his goatee under his chin with his hand and said proudly: "Of course." But in his heart, he said with disdain, "Are you praising me, you tough-headed guy? Four to two is a kid of four or five years old. It’s understandable.”

The Iron Corpse Madman said: "Old Taoist Qingshui, what about the next move?"

Step, how should you and I do it? "

Qingshuiren thought for a moment, and then said: "This place is no longer safe. You and I can just go in the opposite direction to where Monk Chiyan escaped. This demon-subduing territory was originally a trial place for the elite disciples of the Golden Buddha Temple. Not everyone There is a chance to enter. You and I might as well go around and get it decisively if there is any chance. As for the blood soul that you and the blood monk need, it is not from the monk of the Golden Buddha Temple. Life is tough, there are still many great blessings waiting for me.”

Speaking of this, Qingshui Ren remembered that he was defeated by Liu Haiyu's Sword Spirit Slash in the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave in the Green Fire Demon Realm. At that time, there was almost no chance of survival. By chance, he landed in a place with strong ghost spiritual power. After his last fight, he and the blood monk both turned into ghost zombie bodies, and finally mastered the bipolar puppet technique. By luck Survived. He secretly swore in his heart that one day he would seek revenge on Liu Haiyu.

The Iron Corpse Madman said: "Old Taoist, you are right. With a teammate as smart as you, I can't bear to suck the blood soul from you even if I'm thirsty."

Qingshuiren laughed evilly, "If your blood soul wasn't smelly and hard, I wouldn't mind letting the blood monk brothers suck your blood soul."

"Hey hey hey."

"Hey hey hey."

The two evil cultivators looked at each other and smiled, then quickly retreated in the opposite direction in which Monk Chi Yan escaped just now.

...

Monk Chi Yan fled all the way and finally found the location of Jin Guang Tuo and Yin Guang Tuo.

Monk Chi Yan briefly described the situation he had just encountered.

The monks Jin Guang and Yin Guang frowned.

Yin Guang looked at the broken arm of Monk Chi Yan and said, "Put down the others first. Chi Yan, your arm has not been broken for long. Let me and Jin Guang help you restore it."

"Thank you, Brothers Yin Guang and Jin Guang." Monk Chi Yan bowed with one hand.

Jin Guang is not as old as Monk Chi Yan. They are both monks in the Golden Clothes Hall of the Golden Buddha Temple.

There is a rule among the monks in the Golden Clothes Hall. Among the disciples of the same generation, the one who ranks high on the monks' combat power list is the senior brother. In the Golden Clothes Hall, Jin Guang is ranked higher than Monk Chi Yan. Therefore, when they meet on weekdays, Monk Chi Yan always respectfully calls Jin Guang as a senior brother.

Monk Chi Yan sat cross-legged on the spot and first took a pill to stabilize his body. After a little breathing adjustment, Monk Chi Yan's face gradually became ruddy and his breath was much more stable than before. .

The silver-light monk said, "We will perform the "body reconstruction" technique in a while. I'm afraid there will be some side effects. Junior Brother Chiyan will have to be patient while we perform the technique."

Monk Chiyan said decisively, "No problem, come on."

The silver-light monk and the golden-light monk sat on the side of the missing left arm of the monk Chiyan. The two of them raised their magic power, and the silver and golden lights on their bodies kept flashing.

The two looked at each other, each stretched out a hand, and grabbed the shoulder of the missing arm of the monk Chiyan.

As the magic power was urged, a golden light and a silver light were sacrificed at the same time, and the golden and silver spiritual lights intertwined, lighting up the shoulder of the monk Chiyan.

After a while, as the two continued to exert the power of the technique. The broken shoulder of the monk Chiyan showed an arm intertwined with golden and silver spiritual lights, and the golden and silver Sanskrit characters on the surface of the arm wandered, gradually condensing into a forearm and fingers.

"Junior Brother Chiyan, the reconstruction of the broken arm has begun an important step."

The silver-light monk and the golden-light monk changed their techniques and changed to the shape of tiger claws.

Monk Chiyan only felt an invisible hand following his broken shoulder, grabbing the soul in his body, and then pulling hard, pulling a strand of his soul out of his soul.

Monk Chiyan grimaced in pain, and the flame pattern between his eyebrows continued to shine, jumping like a real flame.

"Two brothers, please continue." Monk Chiyan gritted his teeth and said loudly.

Yin Guang Tou Tuo and Jin Guang Tou Tuo continued to cast spells, filling the strand of soul pulled out into Monk Chiyan's arm, which was still just an empty shell of gold and silver spiritual light.

Next, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the arm made of gold and silver spiritual light became solid and full of flesh and blood.

After an incense stick of time, Monk Chiyan's broken arm was successfully rebuilt.

Monk Chiyan stood up and moved the rebuilt arm, which was as flexible as before.

He smiled, put his hands in a Buddhist ceremony and said, "Amitabha, thank you two brothers again."

At this moment, the two silver eyebrows on the brow bone of the silver-light monk trembled.

"Come out, who is there?" The silver-light monk looked in one direction and asked loudly.

"It's me, it's me."

Before he finished speaking, a green vine with light and shadow broke through the air from the empty ground not far away.

A ball of green spiritual light sprinkled out, the green light and shadow vine disappeared, and a big monk appeared in the place.

Seeing this, the monk Chiyan immediately said, "Brother Musen, why is it you? I'm glad you're okay."

At this moment, the monk Musen was already a ghost slave controlled by the Thousand-Faced Ghost.

Monk Musen clasped his hands together and said, "Greetings, Senior Brothers Jinguang and Yinguang. I just arrived here and saw that the two senior brothers were treating Senior Brother Chiyan, so I didn't show up to disturb them."

After saying that, "Monk Musen" took two quick steps to the front of Monk Chiyan, pulled up Monk Chiyan's rebuilt arm, and there was a glimmer in the corner of his eyes. He paused and said, "It's all my fault that I didn't help in time, so Senior Brother Chiyan suffered a loss."

Monk Chiyan patted Monk Musen on the shoulder and comforted him, "It's okay, this minor injury is not worth mentioning, as long as you are safe. It's just that the purple disaster that appeared this time is obviously not an ordinary purple disaster, but is specifically aimed at our disciples of the Golden Buddha Temple."

The three monks, including Monk Chiyan, obviously did not realize that the "Monk Musen" in front of them was a ghost slave controlled by someone.

Silver Light Monk said seriously: "When I came here, our Golden Clothes Hall Master gave me a brocade bag privately, saying that if I encounter an unexpected situation, I can open this brocade bag."

As he said this, Silver Light Monk took out an exquisite brocade bag woven with gold thread from his arms.

He opened the brocade bag, and inside it was a green jade slip.

He took the slip in his hand and injected some magic power.

The voice of the Golden Clothes Hall Master came from it: "Just before you went to the Golden Light Tower for the trial, a respected elder in the temple told me privately that there might be a spy in the upper echelons of our Golden Buddha Temple. This time, the real purpose of the Golden Light Temple opening the inner layer of the Golden Light Tower for the trial is to eliminate the purple disaster, which may have been leaked. If you encounter malicious attacks during the trial, it means that someone has already targeted our Golden Buddha Temple disciples. Therefore, the four of you must not separate easily, and ensuring your own safety is the first priority. When you activate this jade slip, I will know what happened to you at the same time. I will immediately apply to the upper echelons of the temple to send help into the Golden Light Tower to subdue demons. Next, don't act rashly."

Puff! The jade slip exploded, transforming into a golden spiritual pattern that pierced into the void.

......

In the Demon-Subduing Realm, on a hillside not too high, four people stood side by side.

It was Xu Yang, Murong Yu, Gongsun Zhi and the black boy Zhang Li.

The black boy Zhang Li pointed to the opposite side and said: "According to the information we got from Tyrant Bear before, the entrance to the second level of the Demon-Subduing Realm is in the valley opposite."

Murong Yu said seriously: "I wonder what powerful evil creatures are waiting for us in this valley."

Gongsun Zhi clenched his fist slightly and said loudly: "Our goal is to go to the highest level of the Demon-Subduing Realm. This is just the beginning."

Xu Yang turned his head and looked at the three people around him, and said in a firm tone: "As long as we work together, no evil creature can stop us."