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Chapter 320 Gecko, Treasure Monument

Chapter 320 Gecko, Treasure Monument
"You finally came to see me, Lord Pilong."

Completely unfamiliar voices rang out, and the name of 'Pilungong Gong' made Ji Ming's heart jump while he was eavesdropping. This was not the name of the contemporary immortal of the 'Gecko Immortal Lineage' among the five immortals of Pankui.

“Gu Huagong, when you asked me to join you in planning something great, I came with pleasure, even at the cost of giving up the foundation of the Panku Neibihu Immortal lineage, to split the Demonic Land with you and do something great.

But how did you do it? You only knew to study the Buddha's image in the place where you practiced Buddhism, and praise the Vajra King in the Buddhist temple, saying that you wanted to complete the true Dharma. You studied for decades and left all the miscellaneous work in the palace to me.

Later we reached an agreement. I would cut off your skull so that you could practice magic with peace of mind, and I would make all decisions about the affairs in the palace.

Now that disaster has come, ask yourself if you can escape responsibility?"

There was a lot of complaints in Lord Pilong's words, and he vented for a while.

"Haha~
You abuse your power in the palace and borrow my Prajna Bamboo Great Refinement Panyu Arm to secretly transform your disciples in Panku and control them.

He was still not satisfied with this, and attacked the demon villages, the independent people, and even the registered Taoists of the righteous path, without any consideration at all.

I told you long ago that the magic arm was not mature and had many flaws, and could be easily seen through by a master. It was just a half-finished training tool, but you refused to listen to a word I said, which led to this disaster."

"Old monster, now is not the time to argue. Hurry and return to your position. Let's use this Dharma body as a raft and escape to the wormwood in Mount Taishan to avoid disaster."

Lord Pilong said urgently.

"Escaping from disaster is not a problem, but when I asked you to cut me off, I was going to go to the Buddhist temple to meditate and practice, but who asked you to put me in this deep place of the ghost gate and build a soul-fixing stake to lock me up?"

"Yes"

Just as Lord Pilong was about to speak, Ji Ming was listening carefully when suddenly a muffled groan interrupted the conversation.

Ji Ming looked up and saw smoke billowing in the distance.

He was just hesitating whether to go and investigate, when a sword light came across and appeared in front of him. The Yin spirit of Master Yuan Ren appeared in the light and said to Ji Ming: "Good Jin Tong, you are worthy of being the disciple of the master."

"Master, the old monster is ahead."

Ji Mingdao.

"Master Xuanying has cast a spell to subdue the demon. The battle there is dangerous. Your Taoism is not good enough. Take refuge in my exterior scene first."

As he spoke, the sword light spread out in the dark void, like a huge scroll unfolding. A towering green peak appeared, and the Golden Sword Temple on the peak was shone with thousands of golden rays of light.

General Ji Ming let the star fall, landing on the green peak and within the golden clouds.

Then the green peak rolled up white clouds, carrying the green color of the peak, and moved forward horizontally. Soon, a six-meter-long Dharma body wrapped in the "magic weapon - Silkworm Smoke Net" and a large stake were seen in the billowing smoke.

The pile was three meters long and required three or four people to hug it. On top of it was a huge head tied with a talismanic rope. The head had a face as black as lacquer, two protruding teeth behind thick lips, a head full of fiery mane, and wore a five-leaf skull crown. It looked around viciously.

"This is Master Xuanying's Mist Jade Fire Smoke Gun. This treasure is the best at swallowing up spiritual mist and fire smoke to trap people. Don't want to fight here any longer. Hurry and take me with you."

cried the great crowned head on the pile.

The six-foot Dharma body chanted an incantation, and the talisman rope on the pole broke immediately. Just as it was connected, the exterior scene of Master Yuan Ren, Cuiwei Jindao Zen Temple, was like a flying peak, and it hit the six-foot Dharma body straightly.

Two devilish sounds rang out, and the flesh and bones of the witch lying on her back under the feet of the Dharma body broke, and blood spurted out like a stream, taking on the damage suffered by the Dharma body.

At this time, the giant head with fire mane had been connected, and it immediately pulled off the silkworm smoke net on the six-zhang Dharma body and threw it into the void, just like throwing a net into a long river to catch fish, collecting all the billowing spiritual smoke and fire.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

There were three sounds of flames, and three fires ignited on the shoulders of the Dharma body and on one of the two heads.

"Three bright fires!"

At the Golden Sword Temple on top of Qingfeng, Ji Ming was looking at the fire on the head and shoulders of the six-foot-tall Dharmakaya. Compared to the mountain-like Dharmakaya, the three flames were just like three candlelights, but they looked like they could crush the mountain.

The black giant head wearing the five-leaf skull crown looked sideways at the big head next to him and said, "This is Master Xuanying's "Divine Power - Three Bright Fires". The two shoulders are the blood bright fire and the qi bright fire, and the head is the divine bright fire. There are three seas in the human body, namely the brain is the sea of ​​marrow, the heart is the sea of ​​blood, and the kidneys are the sea of ​​qi.

Once these three bright flames are completed, they will use the recipient's marrow, blood, and qi as fuel. Until the three seas in the body are burned dry, these three bright flames will never go out.

The chief, that is, Lord Pilong, was listening when he suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his neck. Then his Yin Spirit lost control of his Dharma body, and then his eyes went dark. When he came to his senses, he had already appeared on the soul-fixing stake.

"Ancient monster!"

On the pole, the white-faced man with a bun on his head spewed out all the dirty words in his mind and cursed the ancestors of Guhua Palace one by one.

When he took a closer look, he saw a golden elixir Yin spirit and a monster shadow both looking at him from the Golden Sword Temple on top of the green peak which was illuminated by the golden glow of the sky.

"Jin Tong, follow me to slay demons and defend the Way."

Nun Yuan Ren shouted loudly, and before Ji Ming could respond, the sword light transformed and merged with the golden clouds in the courtyard. The entire golden cloud spread down the mountain and pounced on the old soul-fixing stake in the dark void.

"Master, Master, listen to me."

The white-faced leader fled forward carrying the Soul-Fixing Pillar, shouting in panic: "The ancient treasure monument of that ancient monster is at the end. The ancient monument contains the magic weapon and miraculous elixir that he refined before his calamity.

He must be going to take the stele away, and from the Yin-Yang branch line in this imitation of the ghost gate, step into the ghost gate under the Xiantian Renshui Panqu tree, and into the Yin-Yang main line leading to Taishan Artemisia.

His intention must be to go back through the ghost gate on the main line and reach the "Taiyi Qingmu Mountain" in the East China Sea where the Xiantian Renshui Panqu Tree is located, so that he can borrow the sweet water from the two gods in the mountain to extinguish the fire on his shoulder. "

As he was speaking, he shivered at the cold air. As soon as he exhaled, frost already covered his face.

Before his eyes, the shadow of a monster with a human face and a bird body was approaching, and it released two red pythons from its claws, which entangled the old soul-fixing stake and prevented him from escaping forward quickly.

"You are so stubborn. Do you know how many treasures are in that monument?"

The leader on the pile shouted.

In the darkness, a stream of flame and the flying bird general passed by together, without even glancing at this place, just rushing forward. It was obvious that they had heard what the leader on the stake said, and they were determined to go and grab the treasure.

General Xingxiu's icy eyes flashed, but he did not give up the fight and chased after him. He blew a breath of cold air at the big head on the soul-fixing stake again, completely freezing the old stake and the big head on it.

In the golden haze rising from the peak, Master Yuan Ren's eyes showed approval.

She had previously felt that Jin Tong's behavior in the Demon Palace was somewhat suspicious, and she only took extra care of him for the sake of their old friend.

At present, it can be seen that Jintong is much better than others because he is willing to give up great benefits and not be disturbed by evil words.

The pair of lantern-sized eyeballs on the big head could still move. Seeing that the endless golden clouds were about to pounce on it, the white-faced big head suddenly opened its mouth, bit the solid ice into pieces with a few bites, and spit out a beast statue.

The beast was red all over, with fine scales carved ingeniously, a flat mouth, bulging eyes, a swollen belly and four legs. It looked three parts human and seven parts lizard.

Especially the purple-red spot on the forehead, as if a statue of a god had an evil eye or a devil's eye on a painted wall. Ji Ming felt dazzled after just taking a glance at it.

"careful!"

The golden mist filled the eyes of General Xingxiu and pounced on the Soul-Fixing Stake. She looked at the beast statue that was spit out by the big head on the stake and said, "Who are you, the "Sand-Covering Wall Demon Statue" inherited by the gecko lineage?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't tell me. I will grind off your head and reveal the Yin spirit inside. Then you will know your true self."

Thousands of golden sword lights enveloped it, and there was only a tooth-grinding friction sound, followed by a boy-like ghost, almost as if he were a living person, holding a small statue of the Sand Wall Demon, and safely escaped from the layers of golden sword lights.

I saw a large stream of fine sand gushing out from the red and purple forehead of the statue, which floated like mist and pushed aside the heavy golden clouds.

"Pilungong!"

The one who spoke was not Nun Yuanren, but Cui Meng who arrived late.

He had deliberately slowed down his retreat, wanting the people ahead to settle the matter so that he could leave the place of trouble earlier. However, he did not expect to run into a big event.

Cui Meng was not mistaken. The Yin God in the appearance of a boy was none other than Lord Pilong, who was about to be refined into an infant in the sect and had already achieved the perfection of the golden elixir. He was also the immortal elder of the lineage of the Gecko Immortal of Panku Mountain.

(End of this chapter)

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