Demon King’s Repayment

When Dan Luo appeared, Yuan Xiang'er continued to talk to Qingyuan as usual, but actually turned sideways and stood in front of Dan Luo, secretly preparing for defense.

No matter what attitude these people of the Puritan Church have towards Danluo, Danluo is already her apostle now unlike in the past. She will never let others hurt Danluo in front of her.

Before Qingyuan had time to express his attitude, the silver day wolf, suspended in the sky, descended from the sky by attracting the stars to control the water.

The starry hair, the huge and powerful body, the powerful monster guarded Yuan Xiang'er's side, the cold dual-mode squinted slightly, watching the unpopular warlocks in front of him vigilantly.

There was a sound of water, and the snake-tailed banshee appeared on the rock, her long tail circled in half a circle, and Yuan Xiang'er surrounded her protection area, with six eyes staring condescendingly.

Farther away, in the mist filled the sky, the terrifying pupils of various monsters looked through the rain curtain, brightly or darkly.

They are all on guard to prevent themselves from harming the woman who has signed a contract with them. There was a subtle weirdness in Qingyuan's heart, and he subconsciously touched his mount.

It was a monster with a sphinx, Ming Cheng Huang.

Cheng Huang was fierce and bloodthirsty, and was a powerful apostle. At this moment, he was wearing a muzzle with charms on his mouth, his body was yoke, his four hoofs turned into black smoke, and he was floating in the air with Qingyuan.

After Qingyuan got Cheng Huang, he was very happy. The powerful demon bond was extremely difficult for the apostle, so he cherished the apostle especially. Collect all kinds of nutritious foods from time to time, and serve them with the spiritual jade, which has been carefully raised for many years.

But he felt that if he was in danger, as long as he didn't use the apostle contract, Cheng Huang would definitely not defend himself, and he might even take the opportunity to bite him.

"He is already your apostle, and it is useless if I catch him. I won't do anything to him anymore. What's more, there can be an aquarium to help at this time. I don't know how many lives can be saved. I want the apostle again. , It will not be so irrelevant."

Qingyuan raised his hands, stepped back a little, and explained the powerful relationship.

Because Nanhe and Dushuo stopped their spells, the flood water became turbulent in an instant, the **** that had been in disrepair for a long time was immediately in danger, and the townspeople who were eager to take refuge on the mountain had not all escaped.

Several Masters of the Qingyi Sect immediately approached the edge of the cliff and began to recite the Water Retreat Mantra neatly and uniformly, forming a magic circle and casting spells to protect the dam. They are skilled in their movements, and in the clear sound of the emperor's bell, the sound of reading is loud, and it is obvious that they have used this retreat formation countless times.

At this time, the sky was still raining, everyone here, including Yuan Xiang'er, was soaked from scratch, muddy and tired.

These mages, who were wearing straw sandals and wrapped in yellow mud, were almost indistinguishable from those refugees who had fled in heavy rain.

Just like Qingyuan at the moment, straw-shoes, robes and hats, if he wasn't sitting on the majestic monster and gave him a scalper, it wouldn't seem inconsistent at all.

Whether it's in Zhou Deyun's mansion or in Xianle Palace in Kyoto. Every monk Yuan Xianger has seen in this world likes to hold a little transcendence, the shelf of fairy-style bones, one by one with colorful sleeves and cloud crowns, slender and dusty.

In other words, this is the first time Yuan Xianger has seen such an embarrassed monk.

Compared with those in Xianle Palace who are dressed in gorgeous clothes and are always on the show, Yuan Xianger feels that these monks who are willing to walk among the people and relieve the dangers of the people are more pleasing to the eye. Although he almost had a fight with them not long ago.

With Qing Yijiao taking over, Yuan Xianger's pressure was much less. She brought the folding table for her rest to Dan Luo's side, pulled him to sit down, and took care of the apostle who had not fully recovered.

"Alu, rest, leave the rest to us. Your legs are not completely healed yet."

It is a pity that they have just concluded a contract, and Yuan Xianger is not yet familiar with Dan Luo's character. If you insist on asking him to contribute to humanity at this time, he might resist and refuse to act. But at this time Yuan Xianger took care of him to rest, but he and his companions didn't mean to stop, Dan Luo was rather upset.

As soon as Yuan Xiang'er was about to use the remaining spiritual power in his body, he heard a clatter behind him, turned his head and saw only a black fish tail flicked in the muddy river water.

"Ah, Danluo has helped so hard. He is really kind." Yuan Xianger couldn't help sighing. She stretched out her hands to Nan He next to her, "Xiao Nan has worked hard too, take a rest."

The power of the stars of Nanhe can overcome the abnormal changes of mountains and rivers, and is most suitable for water control, so he never stopped from the beginning. The loss of spiritual power is also the largest among all people. Yuan Xianger felt a little distressed for him, and she subconsciously made this action to make Nan He smaller and let her hug her.

Although she was indeed exhausted, in front of so many people, Nan He was a little embarrassed to jump into Yuan Xiang'er's arms.

It's just that he has a kind of instinct, and he is wary of all the opposite sexes appearing in front of Yuan Xiang'er, especially human males who have had a dark history.

In order to declare his sovereignty, he quickly turned into a little wolf and occupied Yuan Xianger's arm bay, turned his head back in demonstration and glanced at the group of Taoist priests.

Well, it's either old or ugly. No one should be able to compete with oneself.

Nan He was happy and wagged his tail at Yuan Xianger, relaxed his body under her caress, and quickly fell asleep.

Qingyuan couldn't help it anymore, and clung to Yuan Xianger's side to ask for advice, "Little Taoist friend, I'm really curious. That fish monster is so unruly and rebellious, he would rather die than succumb. How did you tame it," How can he let him follow your orders like this?"

"I am not giving an order, I am asking him, I am asking him to do this for me."

Yuan Xianger held a small group of Nanhe in one hand, and sacrificed a charm with one hand without chanting. She only used her white fingers to move a little in the air, and the yellow talisman hovered in the air, transforming into a golden tent. The foot of the mountain fell.

On the hillside, mud, water and rocks are constantly rolling down, and on the mountain roads are the victims rushing to the mountain. The old men who were behind the team moved slowly and couldn't avoid them. They could only raise their heads in time and shout in horror. An elderly woman raised her arm in front of her eyes, as if a golden light flashed, she was blown away when she slammed the rock **** her body without causing any pain.

"The golden tent amulet is so skillfully used, it can be a little bit more eloquent, one-handed amulet, it is really rare at the age of a Daoist friend." Qingyuan brazenly slapped Yuan Xianger with a little flattering.

But he is actually not interested in young magical geniuses at all. The only thing that can attract his huge attention is the apostle he has in his heart.

"But an apostle is an apostle. Whether you say it is an order or a request, it is the same, isn't it? They can't refuse it."

"It's not the same." Yuan Xianger looked at the sphinx with a muzzle and shackles under Qingyuan's seat, feeling very cruel.

"For me, they are friends. As a monster, Dan Luo is not obligated to contribute to human disasters. I know very well that he can come to help because it is for my sake. I asked them before. Come and help. After the matter is over, I will thank him well. Thank all these friends for their help for me."

"You mean, you make monsters your friend? Haha, the idea of ​​a little girl is rare."

Qingyuan obviously does not agree with Yuan Xiang'er's point of view, but he is casual and doesn't show excessive dislike for concepts that are different from his own. Instead, he wants to continue discussing with Yuan Xiang'er.

"However, it is meaningless for Daoists and monsters to pay attention to equality. This world is not given respect. The premise of all peace lies in the equivalence of strength. You must know that when monsters were the masters of the world, they never talked to us humans. What kind of equality. After all, this is a world where strength is paramount."

"We human beings are actually a fragile race. The reason why we are able to have today's situation may not only rely on our strength." Yuan Xianger said perfunctorily. He has exhausted his energy for flood control and relief, and he is too lazy to argue with him.

At this moment, the embankment was strengthened, the flood peak was getting smaller, and the residents of Lianghe Town basically moved to the high ground. She recalled everyone who had worked hard for a long time and walked down the mountain.

The more Yuan Xianger kept silent, Qingyuan became more curious and followed her down the mountain.

"Friends of Daoist walk slower, you and I will go together, and I will ask friends for advice."

His group of apprentices, who were not too young, reluctantly packed up the instruments, and followed in the footsteps of the master down the mountain.

Every one of them knows that his master, who is over a hundred years old, is very famous both in teaching and in the arena. But as long as he encounters the apostle problem, he can instantly be without principle.

At this moment, the old attitude is reappearing, regardless of seniority and identity, following behind the teenage girl, and asking for advice one by one.

As an apprentice, Xu Ji almost didn't look down, but that person was his own teacher, no matter how unreliable, and there was no room for the apprentice to put his beak, he had no choice but to endure his shame, and followed far down the mountain.

"Look, fellow Taoist, for example, I actually want to be kind to Cheng Huang."

He untied the cage that was covered by the beast's mouth under him, the lion-faced monster bared its teeth, and turned around to bite into Qingyuan's arm.

Qingyuan was prepared for this, and stepped back in time, pinching his fingers to start the contract. The monster showed a painful look, its four hoofs turned into a cloud of black smoke, lying on the ground, making an angry voice, "Stop, you stinky old man!"

Qingyuan approached carefully and locked him again. Just now looked at Nan He, who was sleeping peacefully and relaxedly, nestled in Yuan Xianger's arms with envious expression.

If at any time this yellow-haired lion could get close to him so meekly, he would almost wake up from sleep.

"As far as I know, there is no one who has a powerful apostle and can instruct him like an arm, than Dongxuan Sect is the master of Miaodao." He sadly pulled his apostle who had just lost his temper, and walked behind him. Said, "I know the method of Dongxuan Sect. Any apostle who refuses to accept will be sealed into the national teacher's landscape and be punished by hell. That is a punishment that keeps demons tortured and heals them repeatedly."

He scratched his messy hair and held the reins on his hands. "Although I really want them to obey, such a thing can't be done after all. That's why we apostles of the Puritan Church can only do this. "

"Friends, if you can tell me your method in detail, I can use any magic weapon you want, spiritual jade gift. You must have any special method, such as a different bond formation array? "Qingyuan moved to Yuan Xianger's side.

Yuan Xiang'er stopped and suddenly remembered something. She touched the hair ball in her hand, turned and looked towards Qingyuan.

"Mr Qingyuan, do you know how to get to Nanming?"

"Namming? That place is dangerous and remote. Almost no humans have been there. What did you ask about this?"

"I have something to do. I must go to Nanming. If you can tell me the way to Nanming, I will tell you in detail about the magic circle of my contracted apostle."

"Sure enough, there is a unique magic circle." Qingyuan's eyes brightened, and he scratched his head embarrassedly, rubbing his hands for a long time, and finally said, "My Qingyi Church is passed down by the Three Sovereign Patriarchs and Masters. Master has Jedi. The power of the sky, when walking the world, has done countless great things for the benefit of mankind. There is a manuscript in the teaching that the patriarch’s footprints have involved the Nanxun and the Northern Xu. If you must know, you can follow me to Kunlun, at the ancestor altar Burn incense and please spirits, if you can get the blue eyes of the ancestor, or the presence of divine consciousness, show you how to go."

The Sanjun Patriarch is a universally recognized **** who has left countless miracles in this world. Almost all sects of cultivation in the world, whether Dongxuan Sect or Qingyi Sect, worship the Three Sovereign Patriarchs. No matter which town you are in, there are almost always temples of the Three Kings. But if you go into details, the legendary saint was indeed born in the Kunlun Mountains.

Therefore, the ritual of worshipping the Three Monarchs is more popular in the north near Kunlun. Yuan Xianger was blocked by yellow sand at Yanmen Pass during the journey north with Zhou Deyun and Chou Yueming. In that day when the yellow sand was full of sky, I still saw the residents on the road carrying the statues of the three monarchs and parade without hindrance. The people along the way prayed religiously. , Worship.

It turns out that this **** has once been to Nanxun.

As long as someone has been there, it is possible to achieve it. Yuan Xiang'er can't help but raise a glimmer of hope.