Chapter 1395  No Good Intentions

With the yin and yang passage thousands of miles in radius, it's no wonder that the young monk and the ghost saint are helpless.

This can hardly be called a yin-yang passage, but a link that connects the East China Sea cultivation world and the underworld.

This yin and yang channel is not naturally formed.

The other end of the yin and yang channel does not seem to be the real underworld.

Although from time to time, a large number of various underworld beasts would fly out from the Yin-Yang passage and attack the Buddhist and ghost monks of Western Shuzhou who were guarding near the Yin-Yang passage.

Apart from this, no other incidents occurred.

The most difficult thing about the emergence of the Yin and Yang channel is that the Yin and Yang realms merge with each other, forming a chaotic zone similar to the underworld and ghosts.

This can be considered a blessing among misfortunes...

As time goes by, no one can guarantee how long this luck will last.

Having experienced a battle with the Demon Temple, Xiao Mian knew very well: Their opponents were definitely not that easy to deal with!

If the South Vietnamese Army had not launched a thunderous offensive to attack Huanglong, and had allowed the Demon Temple to calmly deploy in Jiazi Battle City and mass-produce mutant monsters, the consequences would have been disastrous.

Although the situation on the East Pole Front is very different from that on the South Sky Front, the enemies of both are the Three East China Sea Temples - one is the Demon Temple and the other is the Ghost Temple!

Xiao Mian believed that the stalemate in front of him was deliberately caused by the other party.

If the deadlock cannot be broken within a short period of time, the situation will be out of control...

After sharing all his worries, Xiao Mian asked the questions in his heart.

"Two seniors! Since we suspect that this Yin-Yang passage was created by the Nine Nether Emperor Xia Jiuyou, is there no way to do the opposite and try to close it?"

Xiao Mian's implication is that Xia Jiuyou is the Ghost Heavenly Lord, and so is the Ghost Saint Xu Wan!

The little monk and the ghost saint looked at each other, and the latter sighed quietly.

"Nine Nether Emperor Xia Jiuyou, eight thousand years ago, was already a giant of the Ghost Dao. I'll tell you the truth, kid! When I first entered the Tao, the Nine Nether Emperor was already famous all over the world!" Ghost Saint continued without shying away from the past. : "Fortunately, Xia Jiuyou's true body is still sealed within the barrier of the Imperial Mausoleum, and the one that escaped should be just one of his clones. I'm afraid that his clone has not fully recovered its strength, so he can't bear it! The next day If he shows up, it will be a shock. If Kasyapa and I join forces, we will not be able to defeat him!"

"Not bad!" But it was the young monk who took over the words: "Nine Nether Emperor Xia Jiuyou is indeed a wizard of ghosts. Besides, tearing the Yin and Yang channel is relatively simple, but bridging the Yin and Yang channel is not that easy. Yes. I am a Buddhist, but I have a way to deal with it!”

"But are there any problems?"

If there were no taboos and the young monk decided to kill, how could he be dragging his feet?

Sure enough, the little monk's next words dispelled Xiao Mian's suspicion...

The young monk's so-called countermeasure is-the hell-breaking curse!

The hell-breaking curse can not only open the door to the underworld and lead the lost souls to the right path, but can also close the door to the underworld and isolate the yin and yang.

The yin and yang passage is like the gate of Hades.

Although the Yin-Yang channel that appears in the East China Sea today is extremely large, it can be closed as long as the young monk is given enough time and arrangements.

Of course, to close such a large-scale yin-yang channel cannot be accomplished by the little monk alone. All Buddhist cultivators in Western Shu Prefecture must be united to cast spells together.

But at the same time, a large number of underworld beasts will appear in the Yin and Yang channels.

Not to mention that ghost monks alone cannot kill these underworld beast coefficients or drive them back to the Yin and Yang channel. Even if they can, it is not feasible.

"The Hell-Breaking Curse specializes in defeating ghosts! Within the range of the Hell-Breaking Curse, not only the underworld beasts, but also ghost cultivators will be affected by the Hell-Breaking Curse and fall into the underworld!"

The young monk's explanation made Xiao Mian understand everything.

The Buddhist monks have to recite the Hell-Breaking Mantra collectively, so they cannot deal with the beasts of the underworld.

Ghost monks can deal with the underworld beasts, but they are restrained by the hell-breaking curse.

What lies before the Xishu Army are these two mutually exclusive paths of death...

"I dare to ask these two seniors: Does the Hell-Breaking Curse have any effect on non-ghost monks?"

"No!"

Coincidentally, the young monk and the ghost saint shook their heads in denial.

"Didn't you two ask for help from the Zhongzhou Army? As far as I know: Although the four state armies are fighting hard on all sides of the East China Sea, the Zhongzhou Army does not seem to..."

"Zhongzhou Legion? Huh! When the situation was in a stalemate, I sent an ultimatum to the turtle son of Yunhai Sword Master, but the old boy rejected it!"

When Ghost Saint said this, he looked indignant.

Sword Master Yunhai's reason for rejecting Ghost Saint that day was even more irritating: even the South Vietnamese Army, which had always been weak in strength, did not ask for help. How could the Xishu Army lag behind others?

What kind of person is the Ghost Saint?

In terms of seniority, Ghost Saint is higher than Yunhai Sword Master's master's master!

How long have you ever felt this cowardly attitude?

In anger, Ghost Saint gave up the idea of ​​asking for help from the Zhongzhou Legion.

Now that I think about it carefully, Sword Master Yunhai clearly wants to avenge his private revenge!

During the Tiandu Martial Arts Competition that day, because of Xiao Mian's incident, Gui Sheng, Shancai Tongzun and others were in a very unhappy situation with Yunhai Sword Master and others. There was no guarantee that the other party was not holding a grudge.

Besides, Tiandu City has repeatedly pushed back on sending troops to the East China Sea.

In the end, the situation took a turn for the worse, and it was impossible to survive. Tianducheng had to compromise, but after sending troops to the East China Sea, it could not work hard.

The Zhongzhou Army was clearly doing nothing but refused to rush to the aid of the Xishu Army.

Looking at the other armies, the Nanyue Army was lucky not to ask for help from others. The Northern Wei Army and the Western Shu Army had always been at odds. As for the Eastern Wu Army, it was far away on the western front. Even if it wanted to help Dongji, it might not be able to do so...

Now, according to what Xiao Mian said, although the Nanyue Army had already pacified Nantian, it might not be possible to go to Dongji from the Nantian front.

From the expressions of the little monk and the Ghost Saint, Xiao Mian saw that they were helpless.

With a turn of his eyes, Xiao Mian raised the corners of his lips and brought up the old matter again.

"Little Saint Monk! Does the Hell-Breaking Curse really only affect ghost cultivators?"

"Indeed!"

"What about demon cultivators? Does it have any effect?"

"Demon cultivators? Absolutely no effect! Wait! Are you thinking..."

"That's easy!"

"What's easy? You want the demon kings in the East China Sea to help us fight against the underworld beasts? It's useless! We've tried it a long time ago..."

It was the Ghost Saint who revealed Xiao Mian's intentions.

While the Ghost Saint condescended to ask Yunhai Sword Master for help, the little monk also went to Jinfeng Sea in person, but he didn't even see the people of Jinfeng King.

After being turned away at Jinfeng Sea, the little monk turned to Leijitan.

The Silver Thunder King, the master of Leijitan, entertained the little monk well, but after the little monk mentioned the purpose of his visit, the Silver Thunder King still looked embarrassed.

At the Dragon Palace Feast that year, Long Mu gave a golden order.

The one who destroyed the three temples of the East China Sea was the Demon King of the East China Sea!

For this, the eighteen demon kings all put their best efforts.

However, at this juncture, the Silver Thunder King did not dare to take risks.

Once he was seen as the first bird by other demon kings, the fate of the Silver Thunder King could be imagined.

Even the Golden Wind King, who was a ninth-level transformed demon king, did not dare to stand out, let alone the Silver Thunder King, who was just an eighth-level transformed demon king?

After a polite refusal, the monk returned empty-handed...

"Hmph! What do you mean by "the first bird to stick its head out gets shot"? What do you mean by "dare not to take risks"! It's just that this Yin-Yang channel did not appear in his Jinfeng Sea and Leijitan!"

After listening to the monk's statement, Xiao Mian revealed the mystery in one sentence.

"Who said it wasn't! These East Sea monster kings are eager for our Middle Earth cultivation world and the East Sea Three Temples to fight for three hundred rounds before they come out to clean up the mess!"

The Ghost Saint's words were quite worthy of condemnation, but they were the truth.

On the contrary, the monk looked at Xiao Mian with a smile.

This little bald donkey!

He clearly guessed his intention, but he didn't say it out loud, and had to point it out himself!

Maybe before he arrived, this monk had bad intentions...

With Xiao Mian's understanding of the monk, how could the monk not think of the tricks he could think of?

Hmph!

Forget it! Forget it!

You want to be your enlightened monk, and I will be the evil man!

At that moment, Xiao Mian did not shy away from revealing his intentions...

After that, Xiao Mian left the quiet room, leaving the two big men of Xishuzhou to discuss tactics in secret.

Looking around, the entire Liuli ship was surrounded by Buddha's light and solemn.

Although most of the people on the Liuli ship were Buddhists, there were also many ordinary cultivators who were neither Buddhists nor ghost cultivators walking on the Liuli ship.

Xiao Mian did not want to make trouble, and just wanted to return to the quiet room arranged by the little monk for him.

Suddenly, his body paused, and Xiao Mian felt that someone behind him was looking straight at him.

How sharp was Xiao Mian's spiritual perception?

His spiritual consciousness was about to be triggered, and Xiao Mian had already seen through the appearance of the person behind him.

That's why Xiao Mian turned around slowly...

Looking at the beautiful female cultivator not far away who was looking at him infatuatedly, Xiao Mian moved the corners of his lips and raised a smile.

"Ling'er! Long time no see..."

"Brother Xiao! Is it really you?" With a flash of her body, the female cultivator rushed to Xiao Mian, staring at him blankly, crying: "Ling'er finally sees you!"

"You... Ling'er, don't cry! This..."

Xiao Mian, who had been fully prepared, still lost his composure and became flustered when he saw the female cultivator crying like rain.

It is said that the cultivators who had come on the Liuli gradually discovered the man and woman.

There were many people at the scene, and Xiao Mian made up his mind, took the female cultivator's hand, and took her into his quiet room to avoid causing more unnecessary trouble.

After entering the quiet room, the female cultivator came back to her senses.

"Brother Xiao! But Ling'er caused you trouble again?"

"Nothing happened! It's just...it's just that Ling'er, you have cultivated to the top level of the Golden Core, why do you still cry all the time?"

The female cultivator in front of him was not someone else, but Tuoba Ling from the Tuoba family of Xishuzhou!

It didn't take long for the two to meet unexpectedly in the vast East China Sea after decades.

At that time, Xiao Mian and Tuoba Ling were of the same age and had similar cultivation. Although Xiao Mian was not interested, Tuoba Ling was interested...

Later, Tuoba Ling finally parted ways with Xiao Mian and others because of his insufficient cultivation.

After returning to Wolf Howl Valley, Tuoba Ling felt that his lack of strength had dragged down the progress of Xiao Mian and others, so he worked hard to make progress.

However, in just a few years, Tuoba Ling successfully formed a pill, and his cultivation was even more rapid.

Before his death, Tuoba Tian, ​​the former patriarch of the Tuoba tribe, left a will: to make an exception and reserve the position of the next patriarch of the Tuoba tribe for Tuoba Ling!

Since then, because Tuoba Lan became the hair protector of the holy monk Kasyapa, the status of the entire Tuoba tribe in Xishuzhou has risen.

After the holy monk Ananda raised the mountain to a peak, he allowed the Tuoba tribe to move to the vicinity of Shichahai.

On the shore of Shichahai, where the spiritual energy is the most abundant in Xishuzhou, Tuoba Ling's cultivation has been advancing rapidly, and finally he has entered the top stage of Jindan before Xishuzhou sent troops to the East China Sea.

Among the younger generation in Xishuzhou, except for the Buddhist and ghost paths, Tuoba Ling's cultivation is the best.

Although Tuoba Ling was unable to travel around the world with Xiao Mian due to his insufficient cultivation, he was very concerned about Xiao Mian's whereabouts and past.

This time, Tuoba Ling also heard the rumor that Master Jingyin, who had always been rude to men, actually led a male cultivator to meet the little monk.

What made Tuoba Ling even more concerned was that the male cultivator seemed to have the surname Xiao.

Therefore, Tuoba Ling came to find out with a tentative mood.

Unexpectedly, the cultivator surnamed Xiao was her sweetheart.

Before meeting Xiao Mian, Tuoba Ling had thousands of words to say.

Now that he had seen Xiao Mian, Tuoba Ling didn't know what to say.

For a moment, the two of them were speechless...

But at this moment, Xiao Mian's expression changed, and a call came from outside the door.

"Donor Xiao! Since you have come to my Liuli, why don't you show up? Could it be that you are afraid of my fists and feet and the fighting golden stick!?"

Fighting golden stick!

The four words revealed the identity of the visitor - fighting monk Hui Jing!

Nodding to Tuoba Ling, Xiao Mian opened the door, and the fighting monk Hui Jing was indeed standing outside the door. Not only him, but also several others were guarding on the side.

Glancing around, he saw the blind monk Chanyin and Master Miaoshan, who were also on the side.

The most famous young generation of Buddhists in Xishuzhou are the three monks and one nun.

In addition to the spiritual monk Benchu, the other three gathered together.

Next to Master Miaoshan, there was also a female cultivator covered with a veil, with outstanding grace.

Looking at the female cultivator with black hair, she didn't look like a Buddhist cultivator, and the Buddha's light was flowing all over her body.

Just looking at this Buddha's light attainment, the cultivation and realm of this female cultivator are probably better than those of the three monks and one nun!

Not only are there descendants of Buddhism, but also ghost cultivators have come to visit.

Zhu Yanji, Heishaji and Bihunji, the three of them came together.

In this way, almost all the most outstanding young cultivators of the Buddhist and ghost paths in Xishuzhou appeared at Xiao Mian's door.

Besides, the two monks, one nun and three ghost cultivators have all entered the Nascent Soul realm.

Even the masked female cultivator next to Master Miaoshan is also a Nascent Soul ancestor.

On the contrary, Xiao Mian is still just a Jindan cultivator...

Seven Nascent Souls, visiting a Jindan cultivator!

Even if this kind of thing is told out, I'm afraid few people will believe it.

Only the parties involved are happy with it.

This time, although the Buddhist and ghost paths belong to the Xishu Legion, the two camps are not on good terms, which is even worse than that of Nanyuezhou and Nanyan Demon Realm.

On weekdays, the Buddhists were in the Liuli and the ghosts were in the Mingsi. The two sides did not interfere with each other, and even the areas for defending against the underworld beasts were clearly separated.

It was rare for them to be in the same room like today.

Seeing this, and thinking about the secret instructions given by the little monk before he left, Xiao Mianfu came up with a plan.

It was impossible not to try the story of the Buddhists and ghosts living together today...