She cried the whole world of comprehension

Chapter 195
"It's not that I can't make a move, but that my body is fragile and cannot be injured, otherwise I will be exposed. You just said that you will not hinder me from doing anything, and you are willing to do everything you can to exchange with me for clues to the spirits of heaven and earth. Now I have told you, Please leave as soon as possible."

"Otherwise," Ruosheng's eyes sharpened, "I can only fight you forever! You are not my opponent!"

Jiang Yuebai swallowed her saliva, she knew that Ruosheng had the intention of dying with all the sects in the quicksand region at this moment, so she was not afraid of her finding out.

Just as he said, as long as he is not afraid of being exposed, he is definitely not his opponent, just because spirits have no entity and cannot be killed easily.

Jiang Yuebai said with a bitter face, "Then can't you do me a favor and unload one of your arms or legs for me? You are a spiritual creature, so you should be able to recover soon, right?"

Ruosheng stared at her for a moment, "You are a wonderful person, even if I give you my head, it's just a handful of ordinary yellow sand."

Jiang Yuebai was dejected, "Forget it, I'm unlucky, I'll look for it elsewhere. The sky is big and the earth is big, so I don't believe there are no other spirits."

Ruosheng looked at her all the time, and couldn't help wondering, "Just give up like this? Wouldn't you be reconciled? In this entire Quicksand Region, there have been many disputes and fights for me. I have never seen someone give up so easily like you. "

Jiang Yuebai was furious, "Then what else can I do? Have you been knocked down and eaten? I'm not sure about taking you down, and I don't want to risk my life for it, and I can't get over the hurdle of eating people for now .”

"For now, I can only give up first and practice hard. If I can't find other spiritual objects in two years, I will come back and have a look. At that time, in order to practice the road, I will convince myself to kill you, or call me master come to kill you."

The way Jiang Yuebai said fierce words made Ruosheng laugh, which was rare.

Jiang Yuebai was so laughed at by him that he wanted to cry. He had been playing for nothing for half a year, and felt wronged.

"Stop laughing! I will really be angry and kill you!"

Rumble!
There was a shock from the sky, and Jiang Yuebai and Ruosheng rushed to the broken wall together, seeing a large piece of dazzling flames exploding on the golden light curtain that traversed the sky and the earth, and the shouts of killing rose to the sky.

"Did someone from Wu Zong call here?" Jiang Yuebai asked.

Ruosheng looked serious, "Let's go, the things here have nothing to do with you after all, don't get involved, go north, you wait by the Kongque River for ten days, I will try my best...to save an arm for you."

Up to now, Jiang Yuebai is no longer reconciled and has no choice but to leave everything to God's will.

Ruosheng took Jiang Yuebai to the north of the temple, where King Scorpion was already waiting, Ruosheng fished out a pot of small yellow flowers out of thin air and handed it to Jiang Yuebai.

"This is a Prajna flower planted by the poor monk himself. It is a parting gift."

Jiang Yuebai raised her brows high, "Don't lie to me because I don't read much, are you sure this isn't a dandelion flower?"

"Amitabha, the realm of giving is not enough."

Jiang Yuebai: ...

Ruosheng took out two worn-out blue leather bound books from his arms, and handed them to Jiang Yuebai.

"One is the "Prajna Sutra" written by my master, and the other is the Buddhist exercise method "Nine Turns of the Golden Body Jue". This is the only remaining inheritance of the Prajna Temple. If you meet a monk with wisdom in the future, you will replace my master." Pass it on."

The sound of explosions continued, the ground shook endlessly, the storm hit, and the yellow sand covered the sky and the sun.

Jiang Yuebai bit her lower lip, but finally couldn't hold back and said, "I know that I don't persuade others to be kind, but hatred should not be the whole of life. Can you really wait a little longer?"

"They beat them, you don't need to stain your hands with blood, don't you want to go outside the quicksand area to see the wider world? If you want, I can take you to my sect and find my master Help you find a way."

Ruosheng shook his head, "The person who chanted sutras under the bodhi tree every day is my everything, and this Prajna Temple is my world. If I can really let go, why have I come to this point after suffering for a hundred years?"

"Before you leave, can you tell me your real name and origin? Just make friends at the last moment of your life."

Jiang Yuebai hugged the flowerpot, looked at Ruosheng's beautiful eyes, and sighed, "Tian Yanzong, Jiang Yuebai."

A faint light flashed in Ruosheng's eyes, and he saluted Buddha with one hand, "Amitabha, take care of the benefactor all the way. In addition, I hope that the benefactor will be less kind in the future, and it may not be rewarded."

It was the first time Jiang Yuebai met someone who didn't persuade others to be kind, and he was also a monk.

Without saying much, Ruosheng asked Scorpion King to take Jiang Yuebai away.

Turning around, Ruosheng took off the red clothes on his body, folded them preciously and put them under the bodhi tree.

Outside the temple, flames of war raged, smoke rose everywhere, and blood flowed like rivers under the loud shouts of killing.

In the temple, Ruosheng's heart is like still water, dressed in clean white clothes, sitting cross-legged under a tree, twirling Buddhist beads, like his master, chanting the Prajna Sutra.

The night wind blows down the leaves of the Bodhi tree and lands on the top of Ruosheng's head.

He trembled all over, and suddenly seemed to see that ridiculously good-looking monk standing in front of him with a smile on his face, with his palms on top of his head.

"Since you have transformed into a monk, you will be my disciple from now on, Ruosheng."

"Master..."

The beads in his hand were broken, Ruosheng burst into tears.

The night wind was getting worse, Ruosheng raised his head and held back his tears, his body returned to the yellow sand in the wind, and the wind blew towards the dark battlefield.

Only the Buddhist beads under the Bodhi tree and the red 'cassock' were left.

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Outside the ruins of Banruo Temple, disciples of Wu Zong rushed out from everywhere like locusts, their momentum was like a rainbow.

Five dragon boats provided by the Alliance of Chambers of Commerce lined up in the dark night, and the big and small talisman cannons on the boats gathered auras, aiming at the enchantment of the Buddha Sect's formation and bombarded frantically.

The thunder was rolling, the flames burned the night red, and the Buddha Sect's formation was crumbling.

No matter how the disciples of Wuzong used spells to bombard them indiscriminately, the disciples of Fozong could not defend them.

"Get out of the way!"

Sha Tongtian stepped forward from a dragon boat, and with a suffocating tyrannical aura, he slashed towards the barrier of the formation with his sword.

Boom!

The thick lightning pierced the sky and hit the formation, dazzling light burst out, and the entire formation began to collapse from the center.

"Everyone, kill me!!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The foundation-building disciples of the Baji sect roared wildly, brandishing their giant axes and hammers, and led thousands of qi-training disciples into the Buddhist camp like a flood.

The Buddhist disciples were forced to fight, and the two sides fought, blood staining the yellow sand.

The battle was fierce, Fozong was obviously weak, and was defeated in an instant.

Seeing this situation, the five Jindan Zen Masters sitting in the Buddha Sect roared and attacked, and rushed straight to the high-altitude dragon boat.

A giant fist light and shadow smashed out from the dragon boat, and the two Jindan Zen masters were caught off guard, and they were knocked back and flew backwards.

"Bajizong Wulie is here, who dares to make mistakes!"

Wu Lie, the elder of the Baji sect, led five Jindan real people to line up in front of the dragon boat, with a tyrannical aura.

War is imminent.

At this time, only the Nascent Soul who was the last to sit in the town was left on both sides, still hiding in the dark. In this battle, all the sects in the entire Quicksand Region gathered here.

Just like back then, they used thunderous means to slaughter the Prajna Temple together.

The fierce battle was in full swing, and the smoke filled the air. Fozong retreated steadily, and Wuzong also suffered heavy casualties.

Roar! !

The earth trembled, and the roar of beasts shocked the sky.

The ground in the center of the battlefield exploded, and a huge sandworm king soared into the sky, fierce and berserk, swallowing dozens of monks in one gulp.

"what!!!"

Amidst the horrified screams, the Sandworm King spat out venom frantically, and large swaths of monks in the center of the battlefield turned into rotting blood.

The bucket-thick seventh-order desolate snake quickly swam from the ground, broke through the ground behind Wu Zong monks, and swept wildly with its tail, killing a large group of Qi training monks in an instant.

Sandworms, ground scorpions, six-winged centipedes, ghost-faced spiders... almost all the monsters that can be seen in the quicksand area are all coming out of the ground at this moment, densely packed, countless.

Among them are dozens or even hundreds of seventh-level monsters, and sixth-level monsters whose strength is approaching the Jindan stage are dormant under the yellow sand, waiting for an opportunity to move.

The entire battlefield was in chaos in an instant!
The screams were endless, and both sides in the battle were reduced to monster rations.

The spirits of heaven and earth, because of their pure and spiritual breath of heaven and earth, have a fatal attraction to monsters.

Monster beasts are also more sensitive than humans, and it is easier to detect the breath of tiny spiritual things. After swallowing the spiritual things of heaven and earth, monster beasts can be reborn and break through.

Ruosheng is everywhere at this time, turning himself into grains of fine sand on the sea of ​​no return, attracting monsters, and personally feeling the hot blood sprayed on his 'body', the joy of immersing in the heart and lungs.

The Gold Core cultivators who fought in the melee opened up the distance and took action to kill the monsters, but the monsters followed one after another, gathering like a tide, and it was difficult to reverse the situation for a while.

"Withdraw, everyone withdraw first!"

Wu Lie, the elder of the Baji sect, gave an order from high above, and punched the ghost-faced spider king under his feet.

The Wuzong monks and the Buddhist monks were all defeated and in chaos.

Just as the two sides were about to evacuate, the earthquake suddenly intensified.

The sky was dark and the ground was dark, sand and rocks were flying, and the wind was howling, setting off huge waves of yellow sand from all directions.

Standing high in the sky, Wu Lie watched in amazement as the layers of yellow sand rolled up, and the outer layer became bigger and bigger, forming a huge and magnificent yellow sand golden lotus, which quickly closed inward with a majestic momentum.

The black shadow across the sky rumbled down from the top of his head, Wu Lie looked up and saw even bigger yellow sand petals, enveloping the dragon boat and all of them.

The innermost petals sealed hundreds of monks inside, and there was only a muffled sound of flesh being squeezed and burst, and a large amount of bright red blood gushed out from the center of the petals.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The low-level monks were frightened out of their wits, as if facing a natural disaster, they were powerless to fight, only despairing.

The sense of urgency and fear of life and death exploded in the hearts of Wu Lie and others. They hurriedly passed flying swords to the Yuanying ancestors of their respective camps for help, and at the same time rushed to the gap between the yellow sand petals that had not been completely sealed.

Everyone tried their best, but every time they rushed out of a gap, they would see even bigger yellow sand petals pressing up, endlessly, never reaching the end.

Roar! !

The tyrannical and terrifying coercion exploded from the ground, and the Jindan cultivator suddenly lost his breath and fell from a high altitude.

Corpses were strewn all over the field, and three large pits were opened in the messy land, and there were monsters in the Nascent Soul stage slowly emerging.

Ruosheng, who was hidden deep in the yellow sand, felt the eyes of greedy eyes locked on him, so he relaxed his mind and let the situation develop.

"Come on, swallow me up and bury me together with this chaotic and sinful thing!"

The sky is dark, the layers of petals are about to close completely, and the last starlight is about to disappear.

"Amitabha, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn around and be right!"

With a sound of the Buddha's name, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky above the Sea of ​​No Return.

The majestic yellow sand golden lotus standing on the ground bloomed again layer by layer.

(End of this chapter)