It was night.
The blue sky is like washing, the moon sets, the beams of the roof lean against the clouds.
It’s strange that the weather has fog risen at night, and purple mist floats quietly among the fragrant treasure cauldron. The orange lights hanging in the corridor were casting a flowing warm light on the ground because of the mist.
Outside the hall, three thousand cultivators still kneel down and cannot get up.
Looking around, the vast square was covered with vast plazas, including immortals in the Nascent Soul stage. Although he was kneeling, he felt very pressured.
The monks of lower generations in the temple did not dare to approach this nearby, and they stopped for a few days.
The elders in the temple came to persuade these practitioners several times, but unfortunately they did not work, so they refused to leave.
Behind the team, two figures sneaked into the crowd. The taller one squatted at the very end of the team without thinking, with her clothes on her knees, relying on the heavy night and she was wearing a black dress to get through.
The girl who followed her was surprised to see it, with a pair of round almond eyes. This time she was surprised and looked even brighter and bigger. She was as watery as if she was a clear spring, and a clear and bright light seemed to fall into the moon.
She opened her mouth to say something, but was stopped.
The girl thought for a while, and then squatted down reluctantly.
The woman who squatted down first was not honest, looked around slightly, then asked the cultivator who was kneeling not far away in a very low voice: “This fellow Taoist…”
The one she called was a male cultivator. In such a solemn occasion, she didn’t want to pay attention to others, but she looked up inadvertently, but paused heavily for a moment.
The one who appeared in front of him was a female cultivator, who was estimated to be at the peak of the foundation-building stage.
Her appearance is extremely outstanding, like the bright red poppy blooming strongly at night, or the fireworks in a flash. The beauty of calligraphy and writing is radiant, as if a light suddenly appears in the darkness.
Her skin was extremely white, like the snow that had not melted, but her lips were vermilion red, as if she was drinking blood for a living. What is most impressive is probably that there is a magnificent red shadow at the end of her slightly raised eyes, which is as unrestrained as a phoenix wing.
He seemed to smell a rich fragrance, but he was drunk without drinking, but he was confused without running.
The male cultivator was stunned for a moment and finally came back to his senses. He coughed lightly to relieve his embarrassment. He looked around with his light, and then he calmed down his expression when he saw that no one noticed his loss of composure just now.
In this case, many cultivators are doing their best to show humility. No one uses spiritual power here, and even the seniors have no one uses their spiritual sense to explore the surroundings. This is why these two women can successfully get involved in the crowd.
The male cultivator did not answer directly, but sent a voice to the divine sense: “I don’t know what’s wrong with my friend?””
This is more secure, so as not to become more abrupt in the crowd.
Gu Jingmo’s lips raised slightly after hearing the transmission, and replied in the same transmission: “What are you kneeling? “
The male cultivator was stunned when he heard this question and couldn’t help frowning: “I don’t know the reason, what are you doing here? “
“I’ll come to the temple…” Gu Jingmo thought for a while, and couldn’t tell him that he was coming to the temple to catch monks and go back to practice both ways, right? After thinking for a while, he replied, “He came to the temple to seek marriage. When he came in, he saw so many cultivators kneeling down for a long time. He thought it was a large-scale worship ceremony, so he also knelt down. “
The male cultivator glanced at her again, as if he was confused, and thought for a moment before answering: “Then it would be better to stay away from her.” ”
“Why? “
“We are asking the ancestor to come out of the mountain to eliminate the demons. “
Gu Jingmo understood when he heard this, and looked at the team that had been kneeling for a long time, and asked, “Is the Taoist ancestor Jia Realm Heavenly Master? ”
“Yes. “
Everyone in the cultivation world knows that the deeds of the Heavenly Lord of the Jia Realm are bizarre.
Even though he has passed his lifespan, he has never died, nor has he ascended to the tribulation, just because he is trapped by the inner demon. This ability to break through the lifespan has been regarded as a legend in the cultivation world.
In order to survive the inner demons smoothly and ascend smoothly, he went to Qingyou Temple to comprehend Buddhism and cultivate his nature.
These cultivators came to Qingyou Temple, and the ancestor he invited was naturally the Heavenly Lord of the Jia Realm.
Gu Jingmo asked again: “I don’t know if the devils removed are the three demons or the seven ghosts? “
The one who is hostile to Taoism and Buddhism and is called a demon is nothing more than the Demon Sect cultivators.
Among them, the Demon Sect is the most famous of the Demon Sect, which is the three demons and seven ghosts, and the one who can make so many cultivators kneel down and ask the ancestor to come out of the mountain must be a tricky person.
“It is the Demon Lord, Silver Bell Blood Sacrifice-Gu Jingmo. “
Gu Jingmo, the tail of the three demons, was the latest female demon who became famous in the Demon Sect, but was the first female demon who was extremely guilty and full of evil.
He had already jumped to the realm of transformation in the Gods in just over 200 years old. His talent and fighting ability made the entire cultivation world frightened.
He even became the Demon Lord of the Demon Sect at a young age.
Gu Jingmo was not only not panicked when he heard his name, but instead breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled calmly: “This person should indeed be killed. ”
When talking about this, the male cultivator was even more angry: “She must die after doing so many evil things! ”
“You are right. “Gu Jingmo nodded in recognition and said yes.
After getting the answer, she wanted to leave, but at this time a Nascent Soul Immortal Lord suddenly said loudly: “Gu Jingmo, a cultivator of the Demon Sect, has five serious crimes, and the rest of the killings are invincible.She was so cruel and violent that she could not tolerate her in the entire world of cultivation. The Xiuzhu Tianzun of Yinchen Pavilion also died under Gu Jingmo’s hands not long ago. If he let it go, more cultivators from famous and upright sects would die under his hands. He also asked the ancestor to come out to eliminate demons and defend the way! “
This sound was full of confidence with spiritual power. The voice was heard from afar, echoing between the deep valleys and temples. I guess the Heavenly Lord of the Jia Realm could hear it sincerely.
The voice transmission had already come out, and the whole audience was silent. All the cultivators were nervously waiting for the response of the ancestor.
The Heavenly Lord of the Jia Realm is the highest cultivation level in the cultivation world of cultivation, and the closest to the ascension realm of the God Transformation.
The oldest, the highest seniority, and the deepest cultivation level.
Even the heads of major sects dared not act rashly in front of him. They could only kneel down and wait for the reply.
The girl beside Gu Jingmo was stunned when she heard what the Immortal Lord of the Nascent Soul Stage said. After reacting, she was immediately angry, but Gu Jingmo held down her hand. She did not do anything, but her expression was full of unwillingness.
Gu Jingmo was more vigilant than her.