Chapter 457: : Tombstone

In the night, Quan Chanyu's clothes were hit by the rain close to her body, and the same was true for the gray-robed man who fought her fiercely, but the two ignored the rain and fought each other with spells.
Quan Chanyu's expression is cold and still in a state of enchantment, so in Yin Yang's eyes, the strength is similar to that of the gray-robed man, but when he fought with Mu Fengbai, his strength was more or less damaged, and now he retreats and advances less.
"It's better to hand over the treasure, and then fight it down. You are the one who suffers. This thing belongs to our Kongxuan Sect. Why do we have to take food from the tiger's mouth?" The gray-robed man's blue face was full of frost, and there was no hand when he did A little bit of Lianxiangxiyu.
Grandma and I looked at each other, and I said, "She is Quan Chanyu, and she has obtained a treasure from Yinfeng Town, which may be related to Yinfeng Coffin. This Kongxuanmen is a sect that broke the grandma's stone formation. The goal is also the idea of ​​attracting the phoenix coffin."
It's no wonder that Kongxuanmen hates Quan Chanyu. Both of them are very fast. It should be chased from Yinfeng Town to Xiaoyitun.
"It's still unknown who will kill the deer!" Quan Chanyu said, and the octopus-like tentacles behind him flew over, regardless of the fight with the people from the Kongxuanmen.
The people at the Kongxuanmen were very powerful, holding a whisk in his hand, and the tail of the dust was gleaming in the hands of the gray-robed man, hitting the tentacles, the tentacles retracted like frightened.
Grandma thought for a while, then stretched out her hand, squeezed it a few times at random, and said: "This little girl is really weird. The Dao, Buddha, and Devil hearts come together. It's a rare combination of three gods. You If she can be accepted as a concubine, it will greatly benefit her future cultivation."
"Grandma!" I almost laughed, and the sister-in-law behind her suddenly blew up, making her grandma couldn't help but smile.
Granny Meng suddenly appeared behind me and put her hands on my shoulders, but her rickety figure floated very high: "One day, I'm not young. It's better to have a baby earlier now. , Mother-in-law, I can also help you deliver the baby."
boom!
Granny Meng flew out directly, and the yin wind behind me reached the highest level in an instant, causing Granny Meng to quack dryly behind me.
"Princess Nine, please forgive me. Zhou Ying is just asking questions. If you don't like it, then my grandson won't accept it." Grandma hurriedly said to my back, and Grandma Meng did the same. The perineal wind dissipated.
It seems that the nine princesses have calmed down a bit, after all, they are all old acquaintances.
"Okay, Sister Meng, let's go out and have a look." Seeing the nine princesses in my body as always, my grandma laughed very happily, so she walked outside, ready to see how the following fighting methods were resolved.
"Junior, are you Lu Ying from Kongxuan Clan?" Grandma walked out and asked out loud immediately.
Kong Xuanmen took the whiskey and called the fifty-year-old man in gray robe to be a junior, and even named him by name. He was immediately shocked and stepped back more than a dozen steps to get away.
Then I looked at my grandmother, and at this look, the whole face was turned into green leaves: "Senior Zhou!"
"Do you still remember me? Lu Ying, you have been once a few years ago, this time you feel that I am dead and my mind is full again?" Grandma asked.
"Lu Ying dare not! Senior Zhou! This is a complete misunderstanding. It was this little Nizi who stole our Kongxuan Sect's treasure, and only then made me chase here!" Lu Ying seems to be very afraid of grandmother. Grandma met.
My brain replenished. This Lu Ying should have been the Yinfeng coffin in Yinfeng Town in recent years, but the grandmother caught her upright, warned her and left. Now she sees her grandmother shut the blood cloud coffin. I just made up my mind again. As a result, the treasure of Yinfeng's coffin was stolen from his disciple Fang Yuewan, and then he came to interrogate him personally, and now that he met Quan Chanyu, the road was narrow.
The treasure in Quan Chanyu's hand, Kongxuanmen, must be determined to win, and it is inevitable to work hard.
"I want to save this child, you control your disciple, and then take a half step into Yinfeng Town, my house ghost will kill without mercy." Grandma said coldly.
Quan Chanyu's originally condensed face, the moment she saw her grandmother, he regained his original full painter, the eight black auras behind it seemed to be frightened and disappeared.
Lu Ying was so frightened that she was about to flee, but Granny Meng swished in front of him: "You can escape, but things will stay."
Gritting his teeth, Lu Ying didn't hesitate to throw everything on the ground, including the whisk.
Grandma Meng brought a waterproof cloth bag and a whisk to me, and gave it to me directly, without having to ask my grandmother, she seemed to have deliberately robbed me.
"Thank you, mother-in-law." I took the things, stuffed the blank talisman paper in my backpack, and a pile of French salt and important things into my senior brother's bag, and then I looked at the whisk that could sweep away the devilish air and found the tail of the dust. Quite curious, I twisted the tail of Chen's tail without much thought, and then took out the four Xiaoxian's fire stick whisk, and merged the two.
There are still specifications for this thing, and the fit is quite good, but I waved it twice and found that it didn't have much effect. It suddenly became a pity. It seems that two things are not one plus one equals two.
When I was disappointed, I wanted to fiddle with the whisk, but Granny Meng knocked me on the head: "Xiong boy, you break, Lu Ying's treasures are all broken for you."
Grandma saw what I was thinking and took the stuff I created, and it seemed that she would return it to me after a while: "The charm is not connected properly. A dedicated master will get it."
Now Lu Ying’s whisk can no longer be used. The Sixiaoxian is a little better, and it’s not very useful. Although I think the grandmother is right, the ancestor of the Sixiaoxian has already gone, who will get it for me. This one? I have to think about it myself.
Grandma walked towards Quan Chanyu, Quan Chanyu seemed to be a little scared, after all, in Yin Yang's eyes, grandma's cultivation was too terrifying.
"Child, don’t be afraid. The mother-in-law didn’t mean to harm you. She just wanted to save you. You are very good at nature, but the demon in your body is too vicious. The mother-in-law doesn’t want you to take the evil path. It’s not a good thing. The most important thing should be your physique. You actually introduced demons into your body, creating a physique of the three gods. It is bound to want to reposition Tianzun Dao within the three major religions. In the environment, you are just a flat boat in the sea. Are you really willing to give up the happiness you should have and the joy of life for them?" Grandma walked over and asked kindly.
Quan Chanyu looked at her grandmother, and then at me: "Mother-in-law, I am a child that my family gave up. Since Tianzun Dao gave me life, I am a person who knows the gratitude and will give my life for them. I can enjoy the happiness for so long and seek some benefits for them, it seems there is nothing wrong with it..."
"Doing something or not doing something, otherwise, isn't it a beast? Repaying your gratitude is good, but it is not good to be a tiger. For example, if the mother-in-law saved your life just now, you should sacrifice for the mother-in-law? After all, the mother-in-law does not save you. , You have been martyred for Tianzun Dao, and now you are not Tianzun Dao you." Grandma smiled, as if she liked Quan Chanyu's appearance very much.
When I heard that grandma could be more foolish than me, Quan Chanyu was stunned.
"But this..." Quan Chanyu said that, as if thinking about it, it was true. If she had died just now, then she would have been martyred, and her life would belong to others.
However, Quan Chanyu was still a bit stubborn. She looked at her grandmother bitterly and wanted to say something, but grandma reached out her hand and stopped her and said, "My child, grandma knows what you want to say, man, who doesn’t have a insistence, who There is no temperament, but is Tianzun Dao really what you want to do? It should not be, you just lost your goal and followed blindly."
Quan Chanyu flicked her grandma directly. Seeing the other's cultivation level, they were all against the sky. There was no objection to this, and she immediately said, "I beg grandma to point her to Chanyu."
"Well, Ruzi can be taught." Grandma touched Quan Chanyu's wet hair with a doting look.
Grandma is an expert, she can figure out the physique of the three gods by just pinching her fingers. She flicked her without blinking her eyes. She subdued Xiaoquan in a few words. After having been with her for so many years, I learned the fur. This is the who makes the five bodies cast on the ground.
"Let's go, let's restore the big formation in Yinfeng Town, lock up the blood cloud coffin, and talk about other things." Grandma said, and sprinting ghosts were recruited. Grandma crossed her knees on the coffin coffin, patted the opposite side, and motioned to Quan Chanyu. Follow her.
Just like me, Quan Chanyu was taken aback by the long-legged coffin, but still sat on it obediently. I found a place for myself and sat behind Quan Chanyu.
I greeted me, and Quan Chanyu started chatting with her grandmother. Grandma talked about everything and knew everything about the local customs and sects. Quan Chanyu was even more convinced, and she probably admired her very much.
Soon, we arrived at the boundary stone. Grandma saw that the boundary stone had fallen to the ground, and even the underground soil was turned out.
Grandma lowered the ghost coffin, shook her head with a regretful look, took a red talisman with me, and whispered a word in her mouth to summon the Devouring Ghost.
The Heaven Swallowing Ghost roared for a while under the rainy night, then moved the boundary stone again, erected it in its original position, and then moved the soil back to its original position.
And the fine spells such as seals did not stump the grandmother who is a master of ghost skills. When controlling the sky swallowing ghosts, they are like their own fingers. They cut them horizontally and vertically with a mace. After a while, they will draw the original spells in a mess. Fu was carved up again.
I wondered if I should remind my grandmother to be more secretive, for example, to invite a few swallowing ghosts to work together to bury the boundary stone in the soil, but grandma quickly blocked my mouth with a trick.
On the blank side, the grandmother asked the Tuntiangui to engrave the words "the world is tied to the common people, the one who breaks the formation, will be punishable by the far, Zhou Ying", domineering leak detection.