There are countless monsters in the Han Dynasty, but many monsters have not yet cultivated their transformation. Most of them are small demons of Qi training or agile demons. Most of the monsters that have transformed into shape are included in the hundreds of immortals and become auspicious beasts in the gate. Occasionally, some monsters have achieved enlightenment by themselves. After crossing the transformation, they practice Taoism for thousands of years, and finally survive the heavenly tribulation and ascend to the gate.

Although some monsters and humans do not interfere with the rivers, most monsters have an hatred towards humans, and some even feed on humans, which poses great threat to humans.

The current Jindan wolf demon is such a brutal monster. It is rampant in the border town of Han, harming the people around Yanming Mountain. Although the court has sent people to encircle and suppress it, the Jindan wolf demon is extremely cunning and cunning. It escapes the siege of the court again and again and again and survives to this day.

Even the Immortal Pavilion Demon Punishment Department listed this monster as the largest monster in Qingyuan City, attracting many cultivators to hunt, but they were all escaped by the treacherous wolf demon.

The golden elixir turned rapidly against Gu Qi's sword, and a huge demonic power continued to flow out of the golden elixir, turning into black fog and attacking Gu Qi.

Gu Qi felt a trembling heart when he saw the black mist coming. The energy and energy in his body gushed out, and it immediately spread throughout his limbs. The sword in his hand burst out with a dazzling blue light. The sword light flashed, and the wolf demon golden elixir was pierced by the sword like paper.

As soon as the golden elixir was broken, the black fog that spread out from the golden elixir disappeared in an instant, and most of the raging demonic aura disappeared.

"roar!"

This wolf demon took more than a hundred years to form a golden elixir and achieve great success. He was only one step away from being perfect. Now he was pierced by Gu Qi with a sword. Tears were pouring in his heart. He suddenly became angry and jumped towards Gu Qi, slapped Gu Qi with his huge wolf claws.

Gu Qi twisted his body sideways, and his body flashed like a ghost, instantly avoiding the wolf demon's killing attack, rolling and serving the sword.

Bang~~~

The wolf demon missed the attack, and his huge body directly hit the big tree behind Gu Qi. The trunk trembled suddenly, and the dead branches and leaves fell down.

Without waiting for the wolf demon to react, Gu Qi raised his sword light again and rushed towards the wolf demon. Before the golden elixir wolf demon could turn around, he was stabbed by the cold silver frost sword and fell to the ground with a "plop".

Blood suddenly gushed out from the wound of the Golden Pill Wolf Demon, and instantly ignited the dead grass and leaves under it. As the fire gradually became fierce, it burned towards the body of the Golden Pill Wolf Demon. The black fog continued to spread out the body of the Golden Pill Wolf Demon, covering it in a black fog. The red fire shone on Gu Qi's expressionless face, and no fluctuations in his mood could be seen.

The night wind blew gently, and the burning flames gradually faded away, leaving only a pile of ashes, and the black fog dissipated everywhere, accompanied by the moonlight flowing little by little, gradually disappeared without a trace.

The mountain gate of Cihang Temple finally became quiet, the demonic energy dissipated, the bright moon shone brightly, and the night sky was clear. It seemed that it was not the eve of a storm, but the clear sky after the rain, as if everything before was suddenly a dream.

Gu Qi blew a gentle breath towards the pile of fire. The fire was extinguished. Looking at the black mist that dissipated quickly, he sighed: "Even if it is the Golden Pill Wolf Demon, his strength is only so."

Gu Qi put his sword back into the sheath and took out a small cloth bag from his arms. The cloth bag was woven from golden silk, and the word Qiankun is thorned, and the spiritual Qiankun bag is specially used to collect the spirits and spirits of demons, spirits and spirits.

Gu Qi threw the Na Ling Qiankun bag forward and recited the magic trick. The bag mouth of the Na Ling Qiankun bag suddenly opened, and a ray of golden light shot out directly from the bag, illuminating the ashes of the Golden Pill Wolf Demon, trying to absorb the spiritual energy and soul that the Golden Pill Wolf Demon had not yet dissipated.

But no matter how Gu Qi activates the Na Ling Qiankun Bag, except for a faint trace of heaven and earth spiritual energy slowly flowing into the Na Ling Qiankun Bag, there is no spiritual energy of the Golden Pill Wolf Demon at all.

Gu Qi made a quick decision and immediately activated his spiritual consciousness and looked at the pile of ashes on the ground. In the ashes, there was no trace of the spirit energy of the wolf demon at all.

"What's going on?" Gu Qi quickly took back the Qiankun bag and looked around. After a fight, it was already late at night at the foot of Yanming Mountain. There was already a peaceful and peaceful place around him, and there was no trace of the wolf demon at all.

He then closed his eyes, released the spiritual power in his body, dispersed in all directions, feeling all the subtle changes in the darkness, and sensing the fluctuations of the spiritual energy and demonic energy of the entire Yanming Mountain.

In front of the dark gate of Cihang Temple, the demonic aura was lit like something was ignited. Countless faint spots of light suddenly appeared in the dark night, as if in the quiet starry sky, countless spots of light shining with glimmers passed through it, like countless stars in the night sky.

Demonic energy is also an externalization of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. After the monster's breathing and refining, it becomes more suitable for flowing in the monster's body. The color is different from the spiritual energy cultivated by monks. Demonic energy usually has only one color, that is black; the spiritual energy of human cultivators is closely related to their realm and is ever-changing, but most monks will choose to hide the color of their spiritual energy to make their moves more flawless.

Gu Qi followed the path of demonic energy ignited by his spiritual energy and determined the escape route of the Golden Dan Wolf Demon. Among the countless flashing light spots, a light path composed of light spots went straight to the northeast of Yanming Mountain, and finally stopped on the bank of Yuanfeng River east of Qingyuan City.

"I found you." Gu Qi suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the flashing light path, his mouth slightly raised, and his eyes fell on the Yuanfeng River in the distance.

"No matter how much you can run, I will definitely cut off your head to comfort the spirit of the people in heaven around Yanming Mountain who died your hand!" Gu Qi made up his mind to kill this wolf demon covered with the blood of innocent people.

Gu Qi inserted the sword back into the scabbard and was about to chase him towards the direction of Yuanfeng River. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, stopped, turned around and looked at the thin black shadow lying on the stone steps, frowned slightly.

Gu Qi pinched the magic formula with one hand and recited the mantra lightly. A blue light flashed through Gu Qi's fingertips and flew on the unconscious figure, vanishing at the little shaman's eyebrows and disappeared.

As the blue light penetrated the little shark's body, the little shark's breathing gradually stabilized, and his mouth and nose stopped bleeding, and he leaned on the stone steps and fell asleep peacefully.

Seeing that the little novice monk was not in danger of his life, Gu Qi felt relieved. He jumped suddenly and stood up with his sword, like a meteor flying rapidly, along the path of the golden elixir wolf demonic energy, towards the Yuanfeng River, and drew a light blue light in the sky.

The night is still bright, and the moon's brilliance is still so holy and dazzling, like shining mercury, sprinkling on the earth, illuminating every corner of the world. The stone steps under the mountain gate are as bright as day.

Hiding in the crack of the door, Monk Yuanshan covered his mouth, suppressing the huge fear that was about to gush out of his chest, breathing rapidly, trying to control his hand that had trembled so much that he did not obey the command, and pushed open the not-so-heavy door of Cihang Temple with force.

"Cruff!" A slight sound of pushing the door was like a stone falling into the water. A little ripples splashed on the Yanming Mountain after the calm waves.

As a monk who protects the temple in Cihang Temple, he had heard about the horror of monsters for a long time, but he had never really seen them. Just now, he saw the battle between the monks and the monsters in a close distance through a wooden door.

Although the battle ended very quickly and Monk Yuanshan did not see the true appearance of the monster, the roar of the monster was deeply imprinted in his mind, leaving him with indelible memories of fear.

"I believe that monster is the rumored wolf demon. Finally, a fairy family came to deal with this monster and made Yanming Mountain quiet." Monk Yuanshan carefully poked his bare head out of the door and looked out of the door with the faint moonlight.

The world outside the door is filled with darkness, with little light and extremely peaceful.

Monk Yuanshan tried hard to suppress his fear, and his eyes gradually returned to clear. He took a deep breath, pulled the door handle, and prepared to close the temple door and lock it to avoid invasion of thieves or even terrifying monsters.

When the temple gate was about to close, Monk Yuanshan's hand was stuck for a moment, and he saw a figure lying on the stone steps not far outside the door. With the moonlight, he seemed to be a boy.

As a monk who protects the temple in Cihang Temple, compassion is the original meaning of monks’ Buddhism, not to mention that the person who needs help is close to him and falls on the stone steps outside the mountain gate of Cihang Temple.

Without hesitation, Monk Yuanshan pushed open the temple gate again, yelled the Buddha's name, suppressed the fear in his heart, and walked out with a determined look on his face.

Walking on the stone steps at the gate of Cihang Temple, Monk Yuanshan's shadow was gradually stretched out by the moonlight on the ground. His originally not-so-tall body became a little tall under the moonlight.

Monk Yuanshan had already arrived at the dark shadow. He squatted down and stretched out his hand to help the people on the ground up.

Under the faint moonlight, he saw clearly the face of the boy who was held in his arms. His originally fearful face suddenly stunned for a moment, his hands stopped moving, and he looked straight at the figure in his arms, unable to speak for a long time.

"Hmm? Why is it... Junior Brother Xuanhai?"

"Xuanhai?Xuanhai!" Monk Yuanshan looked at the little monk Xuanhai who was bleeding from his mouth and nose in his arms. His voice was full of panic, trying to wake him up with his voice, but no matter how he called, the little monk Xuanhai could not respond to him.

The painful cry seemed to wake up the monks who had fallen asleep in Cihang Temple. Several monks who had not had time to put on the monk's robes ran behind Monk Yuanshan. Looking at Monk Yuanshan squatting on the ground, he said in confusion: "Senior Brother Yuanshan, what happened?"

Monk Yuanshan then came back from the pain. He restrained his inner pain and looked back at the monks and said, "Something happened to my junior brother Xuanhai." As he said that, he turned around and revealed the little monk Xuanhai who was holding in his arms.
Chapter completed!