Qingningzi is the Taoist in green who "discovered" Wang Sheng''s evil spirit, "killed" the painted ghost and told Chen''s madman that Wang Sheng could be saved.


    Not long after Qiji arrived in Taiyuan, I met him in the Qingdi temple and had a few conversations. I haven''t seen him since.


    At that time, he didn''t think there was anything wrong with qingningzi, and qingningzi didn''t find the abnormality of the trick.


    For many years, as long as you don''t do it, the trick is really like an ordinary person. You can''t see the negative Juli and Taoism.


    "Master Fayuan, we should not offend the river. Why should master meddle in our affairs?" The painted ghost, not qingningzi''s part, asked.


    "Elder martial brother, the monk already knows what we have done." Xuanmingzi added.


    "You..." qingningzi was angry and looked at xuanmingzi fiercely. "Even so, it has nothing to do with the master."


    If you can''t see through the tricks, qingningzi can''t speak so kindly!


    "Does it have nothing to do with the monk to kill people and do evil things?" Said the trick.


    "Master, as you can see, we didn''t kill Wang Sheng, but for another purpose." Qingningzi explained.


    "Of course, I see. It''s not the question of Wang''s life or death, but whether you kill or not." The trick said, "there is another reason why the king will not die, but how many people have been killed by you?"


    "If you can cultivate such a powerful painted ghost, you can kill people and break your heart!"


    "Where is it?" Qingningzi''s face was ugly. "I don''t know if I can do this alone in the world. Monk, you can manage it."


    "I can''t manage it naturally, but I can manage what I see in front of me." Said the trick.


    "Do you have to fight against me?" Qingningzi angrily said.


    "It''s a Taoist friend. You''re against the common people." A rebuttal of the right words.


    "Elder martial brother, it''s useless. The monk has a weak head. We can''t get back in time until we solve him first." Xuanmingzi said.


    "What are you talking about?" When xuanmingzi said this, qingningzi became more angry. "What did you tell me before? When the crazy Taoist saved Wang Sheng, we will meet immediately and kill the crazy Taoist together. But you promised well, but you secretly came here first and let me deal with the crazy Taoist alone. Are you going to reap profits when your brother dies? "


    "Elder martial brother misunderstood. I don''t think so." Xuanmingzi quickly denied, "I just think it''s easy to kill Wang Sheng by the way. I came here first."


    "Do you know yourself? Anyway, you''ve always been gloomy." Qingningzi said, "you think it''s simple. What about now? I met Jianglong here. If you go directly to brother Wei, you may have taken the crazy Taoist. "


    "Elder martial brother, you also think I''m holding back. Even if I don''t come, the monk knows all our actions and won''t find it?" Xuanmingzi said.


    "Hum," Qing ningzi stopped investigating, obviously thought of this and looked at the trick, "master Fayuan, do you have to come to this point?"


    "It seems that Taoist friends still don''t think they are wrong," Qi Ji shook his head and sighed, "then don''t blame the little monk for sending you to the Buddha."


    "After all, it depends on whose fist is big." Qingningzi said, "younger martial brother, it''s time to work hard."


    "Don''t bother elder martial brother to remind me. I already knew." Xuanmingzi said, the long sword going north has reached his hand, "elder martial brother, this monk is no weaker than the crazy Taoist now. At the critical time, you..."


    "You don''t have to teach me." Qingningzi shouted angrily, and his fingers soared into sharp bones. He grabbed the trick in front of him.


    At the same time, xuanmingzi also wielded his sword.


    "Amitabha, you are stubborn." When the body of the trick was shocked, the cassock swelled, the Buddha''s light shrouded qingningzi, and the painted ghost separated, emitting bursts of green smoke.


    At the same time, the wooden staff in his hand was lifted gently to seal xuanmingzi''s attack.


    "Ah, Buddhist magic tools, who are you?" Qingningzi screamed and left immediately.


    He has a separate body, which is the body of demons and ghosts. He hides his breath with painted skin and is not afraid of the light of gold and black. However, once the mana is used, the painting can''t be covered up.


    Demons and ghosts are most afraid of Buddhism. The Buddha''s restraint against demons and ghosts is too strong.


    "Little monk is a monk under my Buddha seat." The trick returned and blocked xuanmingzi''s long sword again.


    "You will never be a nobody. Ordinary people don''t have such powerful Buddhist tools." Qingningzi stayed far away and dared not come forward again.


    "Jinshan Temple Fayuan." Said the trick.


    "Jinshan Temple Fayuan? "Fayuan?" Qingningzi was shocked and seemed to think of something, "are you the Jinshan Temple Fayuan who killed Pudu Cihang?"


    At this shock, he could hardly maintain his painting appearance and almost exposed his true face.


    "Has it spread?" Quirky asked.


    "Younger martial brother, come on, break the big array and go." Qingningzi couldn''t care to talk to the trick any more. He roared to xuanmingzi.


    It was xuanmingzi who looked depressed and forced. He didn''t know what had happened: "elder martial brother, what''s the matter? Is it that the monk is very famous?"


    "Putu Cihang, who is not weaker than the crazy Taoist, was killed by him, don''t you think?" Qingningzi has no good airway.


    As he spoke, his body suddenly rose to the edge of the big array, and his hands probed up to sense the big array fluctuation.


    "Open!" Qingningzi separated his hands, put the bone spurs into the array, arched left and right, and used his whole body strength to tear a gap in the array.


    But he underestimated the big array under the strange plan. The big array just shook and returned to normal again.


    "Younger martial brother!" Qingningzi shouted.


    "Coming!" Xuanmingzi took back his sword and stopped attacking tricks. He was in a flash and soared in the air. He tried his best to stab qingningzi in front of him.


    "Boom..."


    The big array caused a sensation again, and a gap was faintly visible.


    "You don''t seem to take the little monk seriously!" He sank his voice with a strange trick to stimulate the power of FA Xiang, and punched qingningzi in front.


    "Click..." the sound of the fracture sounded. Qingningzi was concentrating on tearing the array. He couldn''t escape. He didn''t hit it with a fist. He didn''t know how many bones were broken. He couldn''t maintain the painting skin anymore and became a ferocious evil ghost.


    The big array is stable again. Without the support of qingningzi, xuanmingzi can''t break the big array quickly.


    The trick didn''t stop, smashed the painted skin demon, and hit xuanmingzi with another punch.


    Xuanmingzi responded in time. He cut out the long sword in his hand and fought with the trick. He was also hit by great force.


    While your illness was killing you, the trick was about to come forward and kill xuanmingzi. Suddenly, the door was opened again and a figure staggered in.


    As soon as he came in, the man felt wrong and turned around to leave.


    However, before taking a step, he was hit by a huge force and fell directly in front of the trick.


    Looking around, it was qingningzi.


    It''s a real body, not a painted ghost.