The monk couldn't understand why Ji Liao disappeared suddenly, so he didn't continue to think about it.

He used Buddhism to reflect the light of gold. After a while, he walked dozens of miles, but there was a small village in front of him. He saw a faint demonic aura gushing out of the village and his expression condensed.

The monk put his hands together and said to himself, "Since you have seen it, you can't ignore it."

He floated down the mountain and entered the village. He asked his family that he would take him in for a night. After the monk settled in that family, he began to calmly pluck the rosary.

The long night gradually passed, but the monks never found the source of the demonic energy in the village.

If the demon had not appeared overnight, wouldn't he have to wait?

Suddenly he heard a strange sound outside. He opened his eyes and looked outside. It was the owner of this family who was sharpening the knife.

When he was paying attention to the man, the other party suddenly turned around.

This is a ghost-faced and fanged face.

The monk secretly shouted, and he pushed open the door and smelled a bloody smell. When the family came, the eaves were hung with sausages and bacon, but now they all turned into bloody hearts and souls.

Blood dripped from above, and the surrounding atmosphere became very bloody and terrifying.

When the master saw him come out, he walked towards him with a sharpened kitchen knife. The monk slapped out his palm without thinking.

The golden Buddha palm will destroy the owner of the ghost-faced and fanged monster, slapped it into pieces.

But the matter did not end here, and there were many footsteps outside. The monk looked at him and was terrifying monsters with ghost faces and fangs, gradually gathering in his direction.

The monk sighed inwardly and had to use the means of subduing demons.

The more monsters he killed, the more he felt happy in his heart. Before he knew it, his eyes were filled with blood.

Later, whenever he saw a living creature, he would start, regardless of whether the other party was a monster or not.

Before we knew it, it was dawn and the whole village was filled with no chickens and dogs.

The monk gradually woke up and found that the limbs of humans and animals were everywhere, and the plasma and brain flowers were mixed in the dust, and even his monk's robes were stained with blood.

He looked at his hands, his hands were bright red.

The smell of blood coming from the nose is disgusting.

Those limbs are normal humans and livestock, and there is no smell of monsters or monsters.

The monk couldn't help but think of a terrible fact. Did he have an illusion last night that he killed not demons, but normal humans and livestock.

I can remember my experience last night completely clearly.

So the monk knew very well that even if he killed a monster at the beginning, he would kill any living creature behind him.

"Did I really get possessed last night?" The monk was filled with guilt.

In any case, this village becomes a sin that he committed.

There was a clapping sound in the rear.

The breeze was swaying, and the branches and leaves moved slightly. The monk turned around and saw a young man in Taoism who had met before standing under a locust tree.

The monk showed a sudden look and said, "All conditioned dharmas should be viewed in this way."

In the blink of an eye, the environment changed. There was still a dead village around him, only the breeze and moonlight.

Ji Liao stood by the wind, not far from the monk.

The monk said, "Why did the donor tease me?"

Ji Liao smiled and said, "Does the mage really think it's a teasing? Don't you hear that the truth is true and the false is true."

The monk was stunned and his heart moved. After a while, he bowed to Ji Liao and said, "If the donor hadn't triggered my monk's devil thoughts in advance, those hallucinations just now would have come true."

Ji Liao said: "The master is not very demonic now and can still cure it. If it is too late, even if the immortals and Buddhas are unable to do anything."

The monk sighed and said, "I can show you this thing to the donor, as a way to repay the donor for delaying the time of becoming a demon for me."

He took out a yellow cloth bag from his arms and spread it out layer by layer.

It was wrapped inside with an irregular crystal fragment similar to amber. When the moonlight touched the crystal fragment, it seemed to be cut open, creating ripples like water waves.

Ji Liao stared at the crystal fragments for a moment and asked, "What the hell is this?"

The monk said, "If the donor wants to know the origin of this thing, he can only ask my ancestor Moonlight Bodhisattva, Moonlight."

Ji Liao said: "You would rather give up the way to eradicate the demonic nature than give me this thing. He also said that only the legendary Moonlight Bodhisattva knows the origin of this thing. Are you collecting this thing for Moonlight Bodhisattva?"

He had a secret news in Taiwei Pavilion. It is said that a Moonlight Bodhisattva came from the Yuetuo Kingdom in the Western Wilderness. He had boundless magic power, but there was no news in the past two thousand years. It may have been dissipated.

But judging from the emotional fluctuations of the monk's answer, Moonlight Bodhisattva should be alive.

The monk said, "If the donor enters my Buddhism, he may soon be able to develop his understanding of his mind. I really want to take this thing back and hand it over to my ancestors."

Ji Liao smiled and said, "It seems that Moonlight Bodhisattva is too busy to take care of himself, otherwise he should have a way to eradicate your demonic nature for you."

He made a judgment based on the fact that monks were still worried about being possessed by demons.

The monk said, "The donor is too smart. If I were not sure that you were a cultivator of Qingxuan Dao Sect, I might have died with you now."

Ji Liao was slightly surprised, it seemed that he had underestimated the monk.

He said, "I won't take away the things. Can the mage tell me your magic number?"

The monk said: "I see and hear the Dharma name of my monk."

Ji Liao said with ease: "If you have attained enlightenment, how can you see and hear it? It is indeed a good name. After the master went back to see Moonlight Bodhisattva, you told him that there is a man named Ji Liao in the world, and I hope you will have the opportunity to see him in the future."

"As the donor's qualifications, it will be like my ancestors sooner or later. It will be easier to meet my ancestors at that time." The monk paused and said, "If nothing happens next, I will leave first."

Before he finished speaking, the stream of light flew out of his sleeves, and it was Qiu Niang.

Qiu Niang bowed to Ji Liaoyingying and said, "Qingxuan's Supreme Immortal, you saved my life. I am grateful to you. I remembered something, which may be helpful to you."

Ji Liao said: "Tell me."

Qiu Niang said: "About a thousand miles west from here, there is a Dajian Mountain, where there is a treasure left by Yuan Qingzhen, the ancestor of Qingxuan Taoist Sect. The Supreme Immortal is from Qingxuan. If you go over and take a look, you may be able to find it."

Ji Liao said: "Okay, I remember."

When he heard "Big Sword Mountain", he couldn't help but wonder whether the treasure there was the sword he was looking for.

Because this time he was Bu Yigua, he would get clues to the sword in the ruined temple just now. However, with his keen sense of divine consciousness, he did not find any abnormalities in the ruined temple. However, he did not expect that the clues might not be in the ruined temple, but should be on people.

It turns out that there is no way out when the mountains and rivers are at the end of the road, and there is another village with dark willows and flowers.

The monk said, "Let's go."

Qiu Niang sighed quietly, but she turned into a flowing light and penetrated into the monk's sleeves again.

Ji Liao never thought of saving her because Qiu Niang obviously left the monk voluntarily. She and her husband were not the same as each other. If you stay together forever, the only thing that brings to each other is disaster.

The monk went away again. Although he did not get the crystal fragment, Ji Liao was not sorry. His original purpose was to see what it was.

Putting aside distracting thoughts, Ji Liao made a decision and he would go directly to Dajian Mountain.
Chapter completed!