don't mess with that turtle

A war is about to begin outside the starry sky, and the Xuanhuang Realm is ready. But the South China Sea is relatively loose.

In this era, the South China Sea is in a window period. The Seven Han Mountains were destroyed eight hundred years ago, and no new top ten immortal sects have been born in the South China Sea.

The sea surface is blue, and the swimming fish are still having fun, unaware of the catastrophe that may strike at any time above their heads.

Su He broke out of the water and looked back. There was only an endless ocean under his feet, and no ice cliffs on the bottom of the sea could be seen.

Only when you dive into the water and get close to the ice cliff will you be actively pulled over by the ice cliff.

"Let's go! Go look for it in the desert."

Master Ma didn't come to the South China Sea, so he probably went to the desert first.

Su He opened the space and was about to leave. Toad's doubts came from beside him: "Do you think that if Master Ma has finished his work in the desert, will he fly to the South China Sea, or will he come directly through space teleportation?"

Su He was startled, then smoothed the space passage and flew to the northwest honestly.

Master Ma should be a human monk—at least not a divine beast.

Ordinary people are in a hurry and rarely use space to teleport. Unless the human monks can push open the immortal gate, the space transmission distance is limited, unstable, and may even cause harm to the body.

Just like when Zhan Xiu split the space and teleported away in order to pretend to be big, and then... recuperated for ten years!

Under normal circumstances, a monk's spatial ability is used for fighting and emergencies, not for rushing. Even ordinary mythical beasts cannot be used to travel.

There are only four spirits flying around in the starry sky.

If Master Ma comes to the South China Sea, he will probably fly directly from the desert, and Su He may hit him if he goes retrograde.

Su He smoothed the space passage and turned into a peacock, fluttering its wings and flying northwest.

At the same time, in Dongyun Mountain, Tianjun and Ma Shihuang of the Tiandi clan came out of the mountain nook. They looked at each other and smiled bitterly at the same time.

Behind them was a monk who had just been killed by the two of them.

There were traces of animal bites all over his body, and his death was extremely miserable.

"I haven't seen Fellow Daoist He since I've been looking for him for nearly a year. I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Su He would actually hunt down the avatar of the Bodhisattva of Freedom and enter the Xuanhuang Cave..."

This is the secret that Master Ma just stole from the dead.

The two of them were originally looking for Su He in Dongyun Mountain, but they were followed by this guy at some point.

Not a Xuanhuang monk, but a monk from Luanyu World. I don’t know how I got here. It stands to reason that flying from Luanyu World to here would only be at the sixth level of the sky, but it would not be possible for decades.

That's not important, who hasn't had some adventure?

Maybe go to the wasteland of the past!

Once upon a time, the Xuanhuang World was the holy land of all heavens and worlds, and there were direct passages to Xuanhuang everywhere. Now it has all been closed and turned into a wasteland, or is it occasionally opened?

Especially when there is a big battle outside Luanyu World, it is normal to break through the wasteland.

The two of them didn't pay attention to the dead monk. They looked at each other and at the same time took out a banned Xuanhuang Order, unlocked the ban, and disappeared with a flash of light.

The relocation of the non-destructive realm was imminent, and they could not wait for fellow Taoist Su He to return from Xuanhuang Cave Heaven.

Dare to hunt down the avatar of the Great Self-Contained Bodhisattva, Su He's words become more credible. He really wants a place where he can hide the entire Indestructible Realm.

……

Su He flew all the way, and his grandfather taught him the flying escape technique of the Xuanniao clan. His speed was so fast that it was hard to estimate, and thousands of mountains and rivers passed by in the blink of an eye.

The speed is still above the Liuguang River, all the way to the northwest, and at the same time, the spiritual consciousness spreads in all directions, not falling anywhere.

If there was not going to be a big war in Xuanhuang, Liuguang River would have stopped, and Su He would be the first to search for Liuguang River.

After more than ten days, we have entered the desert. The sky is filled with yellow sand and fire poison all day long. The sun seems to take special care of this place.

Not a leaf of green can be seen for thousands of miles.

Su He walked westward, heading towards the place where the thunderstorm gathered.

The road is accompanied by wind and sand, and occasionally there are strange animals or scattered monks.

Deep in the desert lies Huangqiu Temple, one of the top ten immortal sects. At this moment, the desert is almost closed, and all the monks in the temple are preparing for war.

Su He had already appeared in human form, and jumped in with Ji Feixue in his arms. Deep into the desert, he saw a battle in the sky far away.

It was two monks who were fighting fiercely, one was at the fifth level and the other was at the sixth level, but they killed each other without distinction.

Even Yu Li, the fifth-level monk in the fight, turned around and glanced down at Su He. The voice was loud and clear with a hint of warning: "This fellow Taoist is too far away from the desert, so please retreat."

When the war is about to begin, Huangqiu Temple seals off the desert.

"Buddha Realm?" Su He looked at the monk opposite him who was on the sixth level. The biggest difference between the two monks was the power of merit. Although the merits of those who reach the fifth level of the sky are not strong, they still shine in all directions. The other party has no merit at all.

There should have been some, there was a jade pendant on the cassock that seemed to gather merit, and it was supposed to be disguised by the cassock, but the monks of Huangqiu Temple saw through it and started a fight.

Su He stepped down, and a heavenly punishment fell from the sky. The face of the Buddhist monk suddenly changed, and he turned around and walked away, but the heavenly punishment had landed on his head without missing a beat.

In an instant, a black light flashed, and the entire monk, including his cassocks and Buddhist treasures, was chopped into ashes and disappeared with the wind.

The monk of Huangqiu Temple fought with him at close range and faced each other face to face, but he was not injured at all.

Looking at the flying ashes in front of him, the monk of Huangqiu Temple warmed up and turned around and clasped his hands: "Amitabha! Thank you fellow Taoist for your help, but Huangqiu Temple is not in a position to welcome guests recently. Fellow Taoist, please go back first and come back after the war. How about you, poor monk?" Sweep the couch to welcome you."

Su He hugged Ji Feixue: "Master, I need to go to the thunderstorm place to find a Taoist friend. I have no ill intentions. The Taoist friend can confirm it with Jixia Academy."

Huangqiu Temple is one of the top ten immortal sects with a long history and profound heritage. If Su He sneaks in, the monks in front of him will naturally not be able to detect it. However, the powerful people in the temple may not be able to do it. If you include the means laid out for countless years, they will definitely be able to do so. aware.

It is a special period, and troubles will inevitably arise. It is better to enter in an open and honest manner.

The monk glanced at him, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm poor and blessed, but I don't know Taoist fellows from Jixia Academy.

Su He frowned: "Do you have a way to contact the elders in the temple? You can also ask the elders to contact Jixia Academy."

The monk nodded first and then shook his head: "The poor monk can only contact the temple once, that is, when foreign enemies invade and the guarded place is lost. If you contact us in this way, your Taoist friends will be the invading enemy. If the elders in the temple come over, they will be thunder." One blow, fellow Taoist, do you need it?"

Su He was stunned. Did this monk reach the fifth level of Taoism? How could he be so stubborn?

The toad came out from Su He's eyebrows, stuck out its tongue at the monk, turned to Su He and said, "You're stupid! The mark is bright!"

Even if you don't want to expose Xuanwu's true identity in front of outsiders, Gu Jingzhai's mark doesn't matter, it is the top pass of Xuanhuang!

Su He was startled, and then suddenly realized that at the center of his eyebrows, the mark of the Buddha appeared, shining with golden light and heading towards Niu Dou.

Guiwang Mountain is the head of the Taoist sect, and Gu Jingzhai is the head of the Buddhist sect. Which Xuanhuang Buddhist sect is not related by blood to Gu Jingzhai?

The monk in the sky was stunned for a moment, and immediately clasped his hands together.

"Amitabha! It turns out that the Buddha is here. I hope that my fellow Taoist friends will forgive me. The young monk is in the sect's Dharma-protecting formation. He should not leave lightly or greet him from afar."

Su He said "I don't dare", raised his head and asked, "Dare I ask, Master, is it possible for me to go deep into the desert now?"

The monk put his hands together and returned the salute: "I dare not call you master. Since I am a disciple of the Buddha, fellow Taoists can go to our temple first, and later..."

At this point, from the depths of the desert, a golden light shot out and hit the monk's eyebrows. The monk was stunned for a moment, then joined his hands and saluted: "It turns out to be fellow Taoist Su He. There is a message from an elder in the temple. Fellow Taoist can go straight into the depths of the desert." , the thunderstorm is in the Valley of Forgetting."

Seeing the joy on Su He's face, he said thank you and went inside. The monk clasped his hands and bowed again: "Fellow Taoist, please wait a moment. The Patriarch has sent a message. I know that you are going to the land of thunder and rain to look for Master Ma, but the Patriarch has just left. I came back from the thunderstorm and saw no outsiders, Master Ma has never been here."

Seeing Su He's surprise, he added: "But - for Fairy Ji's injury, Huangqiu Temple may have a solution. The Patriarch asked the young monk to tell the donor that our temple has a Buddhist altar deep in the desert, which has the power of thousands of Buddhas in the world. The donor can take Fairy Ji for a trip, which may solve the problem."

Su He was overjoyed, but heard the monk say again: "It's just..."

"What?" Su He asked, already prepared to pay the price. It is normal for a Buddhist altar that can access the power of ten thousand Buddhas to have a huge price. As long as he has it, everything is fine. Even if he doesn't have it, he can go. Find it.

The monk shook his head slightly: "To go to the Buddhist altar, you have to go through the cleansing place. There are many disasters there, and you cannot use magical powers. You even have to take the initiative to confine your true energy, otherwise it will be impossible to get through. Can the donor leave?"

Su He was silent for a moment. He was a little wary of the monk, especially the one who didn't swear or eat roast chicken. This monk was gentle and gentle, which naturally hit Su He's defensive point.

How to deal with an accident if a magical power and true energy is sealed?

Seemingly sensing Su He's hesitation, the monk touched his eyebrows, took out something and handed it to Su He, saying, "The ancestor said that fellow Taoist disciples can show up in the place where they have been trained in their true form."

When Su He saw what he had in his hand, his eyes were full of surprise. No longer doubting, he nodded his thanks and stepped out of the formation behind the monk, heading towards the place indicated by the monk.

In the monk's hand was a small, colorless pagoda, whose purpose was unknown. But the small tower is made of turtle shell!

It is the tortoise that naturally recedes as it grows and advances, and there is still a trace of the owner's consciousness on the tortoise shell.

That tortoise shell belongs to Taizu!

No one can fake Taizu’s aura!

Huang Qiu Temple is related to Taizu!

Old Wugui had long known that there was a way to solve his grandson's daughter-in-law's troubles, but he didn't tell her until they came.

Su He jumped inward.

In a very far place, deep in the desert, there is a green mountain standing abruptly. On the green mountain, a thatched house is built like a small temple. There was an old monk sitting in meditation under the thatched hut.

A novice monk next to the old monk looked at the old monk whose breath was like a desert, and asked: "Ancestor, do you know that fellow Taoist with wings?"

The old monk smiled: "Maybe you recognize it!"

Don’t necessarily know each other?

"Then why did the Patriarch trick him into coming here? Where in our Huangqiu Temple is there an altar that connects ten thousand Buddhas?"

The old monk burst into laughter and seemed to be very happy: "All the dharma in the heavens and all dharma are Buddha's dharma. All dharma can lead to the Buddha, and all can realize the Buddha. If the Patriarch masters all dharma, doesn't it mean he has access to ten thousand Buddhas?"

The little novice monk blinked, the Patriarch was just being sophistical! Isn't this something that only fake monks in the Buddhist world like to do? The founder’s body was taken away by demonic monks in the Buddhist world?

"Bah!" The old monk gave him a shock.

The little novice monk rubbed his head and asked in confusion: "Ancestor, what should I do when that winged Taoist friend comes and you don't have a Buddhist altar?"

Although the man was very obedient at the moment, he could probably see that the donor would definitely go crazy once he found out that he had been cheated.

That master is by no means easy to talk to. He knows how to judge people.

The old monk chuckled: "He is here. Even if the poor monk gives up his life and practice the Taoism, he will still draw out the Buddha's power from his wife's body."

The little novice monk curled his lips: "Grandmaster is lying again. Grandmaster really wants to save people. Shouldn't he fly over and save people directly? Why do you want people to break into the training ground? That hellish place will kill people if they encounter strong ones!"

The old monk made a loud sound, knocked on his little bald head, and scolded: "What do you know? No matter how much you try to mix up the Buddha's power, it is also the method of the bald donkey. Old monk, no matter how conceited I am, I dare not say anything more." That wild monk’s ability.”

"The place of training is as its name suggests. For thousands of years, I, Huangqiu Temple, have constantly refined the Buddhist charm, and have already condensed the Buddhist charm that surpasses all the monks. The place of training is like being sacrificed once in a refining furnace. Although it is difficult and dangerous, there are endless Buddhas. The rhyme can be refined into the body, and only with the help of this Buddhist rhyme can the old monk be [-]% sure of eliciting the mixed Buddha power."

Facing the methods of the Bodhisattva Great Freedom, a five-point certainty is already ridiculously high!

Su He took one step forward and reached the place guided by the monk. Looking ahead, he saw nothing unusual. It was still a desert full of fire and poison, but the sand dunes were like mountains, and there were mountains and ravines in the desert.

At this point, magical powers can no longer be used.

You have to walk in step by step until you reach a place beyond your reach. There are green hills standing there, and the Buddhist altar is on the green hills.

Su He took a deep breath, blocked his true energy, and stepped in with Ji Feixue in his arms.

Without the automatic body protection of true energy, the desert heat wave hit his face, burning like a flame.

Taking a step forward, the weather suddenly changed. The sky was clear just now. When we stepped into the training ground, the sky was filled with dark clouds and heavy rain poured down in an instant.

The rain is not serious rain, each drop is as big as a fist, and when it hits the ground, the desert will explode with a bang. Every drop of rain can explode a sand dune as big as a house.

Su He groaned and almost fell down as the sudden impact hit him.

The whole face was contorted.

The explosion was as powerful as a house, and even if it blew up to the sky, it wouldn't hurt him even a hair. However, the rain hitting him and flowing down his body made Su He almost scream.

pain!

Heart-breaking, excruciating pain like peeling skin and bones! It hurts to the bone!

This pain has nothing to do with defense. The rain did not hurt his body, it was just pain!

Cold sweat broke out on Su He's forehead and fell to the ground in drops.

Every drop that falls breaks through the desert beneath your feet, invades the ground, and forms a pond.

Su He is a Dragon Turtle born in the water genus, and his body is dominated by Xuanwu at this moment, and he controls the water system in the world. Even sweat is also the essence of water. It is pure and refined. It can only be turned into a pond or be dragged down by the peacock body, otherwise the effect will be more obvious.

Rainwater flowed down Su He and onto Ji Feixue.

The sleeping fairy groaned, trembled, and frowned.

Su He instantly spread his wings and wrapped them in front of his body, completely shielding Ji Feixue. She looked like she was wearing a peacock-colored coir raincoat with a fairy wrapped inside the coir raincoat.

The wings spread out to cover a larger area, and the crackling heavy rain hit Su He.

Su He trembled for a while, his two buttocks trembled, and it was so painful that he could hardly walk.

On top of the green mountain, the little novice monk trembled as he watched Su He move. Feeling the same fear, he looked at the Patriarch: "Grandmaster, how much does it hurt?"

This is the first level of "washing" in the training ground. Just like when making a weapon, you first wash the materials to remove the lead. The higher the realm, the stronger the pain you endure!

The Patriarch put his hands together and said the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Almsgiver Su dotes on him. The rain that Fairy Jiang Ji should bear also falls on him. The pain that two peerless evildoers should bear falls on one person...Such severe pain cannot be experienced by ordinary people." A cultivator at the fifth level of heaven will be tortured to death!"

The pain at this moment was like that of a mortal woman giving birth to two babies at the same time - not twins one after the other, but at the same time.

The little novice shrank his neck and looked at Su He again, only to see Su He's face was pale and his body was trembling, but his wings were as steady as a mountain, protecting Ji Feixue, preventing even a drop of rainwater from seeping into it.

"Master, he covered the rain for the fairy. Can the fairy still have Buddhist charm?" Without Buddhist charm, it cannot eliminate the scattered Buddhist power. Isn't it in vain?

The Patriarch did not answer him, but just smiled and asked: "In the future, when you turn into a sixth-level demon to survive the thunder tribulation, I will go through the tribulation with my own body and bear the thunder for you. Can you still advance?"

The little novice's eyes suddenly lit up: "My ancestors, monks, don't lie. This is what you said. Don't lie to others anymore!"

The Patriarch's head was suddenly covered with black lines. He crushed the young monk's temples with his two fists and twisted them hard. He said angrily: "Lord Buddha, I'm just giving you an example. Am I making a promise to you? You will live through your own thunder tribulation!" ” ˆ ˆ ˜ The novice monk was in severe pain as he was turned around, and he screamed: “I know, I know! The Patriarch survived the thunder tribulation for us. Although he can break through the situation, his background is not enough and his foundation is shallow, so it will be difficult to advance even an inch!”

He screamed and asked curiously: "Then what should I do if fellow Taoist Su blocks the training for the fairy and the Buddhist charm is not enough?"

The Patriarch snorted and said: "Fairy Ji does not want to worship in my Huangqiu Temple. The lack of floating clouds will hinder the practice of Buddhism. She just wants to heal her wounds. The Buddhist rhyme is enough. Also - the Patriarch's name is Su Daoyou, and your name is Su too. Fellow Daoist Su? You are such a senior person! Do you want me to call you Patriarch and kowtow to you every day?!"

The old monk's fist turned faster, and green smoke rose from the temples of the little novice monk, while his feet fluttered in the air.

"Grandmaster, have mercy on me, Grandmaster, have mercy on me! Later you save Fairy Ji and die after exhausting your skills. I will never throw your body into the desert to feed the insects!"

He didn't say it was okay, but when he mentioned the ancestor, he became even more angry, his eyes were like fire, and his fists flew up.

There are bursts of green smoke.

Su He took a step forward, and his feet fell into the rain. Severe pain hit him immediately. His feet went soft and he knelt down on the ground. His body flashed forward, panic flashed in his eyes, but he didn't care that he was lying on the ground and was contaminated with more dirt. The heavy rain made the pain double in an instant, but he hurriedly tightened his wings to protect Ji Feixue tightly.

This girl's body was seriously injured, and she was in coma again. Her instinct was fighting against the Buddha's power and black energy. If she endured such pain again, her rhythm would most likely be disrupted, and the situation would get worse!

Feeling that the beautiful woman in his arms was fine, Su He breathed a sigh of relief, struggled to get up, and walked forward step by step.

The toad in the inner world blinked and shivered when he saw Su He, but a little curious arose. He stretched out his paw between his eyebrows and temporarily connected with Su He's disconnected synaesthesia.

It's not a masochist, it's just curious about what the pain Turtle Boy is feeling right now.

As soon as his synesthesia opened, Toad's eyes suddenly focused, and then he lost consciousness. His body tensed up and he fell backwards. Then with a bang, it fell into powder. Then a burst of green smoke condensed again in Su He's mind.

When he appeared again, his eyes suddenly filled with panic, and he shivered, completely sealing the connection between himself and Su He, and strengthening several more seals.

Then he looked sympathetically at Su He as he walked towards Qingshan with difficulty.

Every step was torture.

……

In the Buddhist world, Abbot Wuguo recited the Buddha's name and was reborn from the lotus. He stepped on the lotus platform and looked around. His eyes passed over the Emperor's World blocked by the mysterious world and looked at the broken Buddhist world.

Then he turned to look at Xu Zu, who was seriously injured in front of him. He sighed deeply and clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, the enmity between the Buddha Realm and the Dragon Turtle is about to cause chaos in the heavens. If the lives of the heavens are ruined because of this, it will be the fault of you and me. Can any of the three Taoist friends dare to fight to the death with me?" To the death or not! No matter who dies or lives, how about settling this matter?"

Ancestor Hong roared: "Bald Donkey, the Buddhist world is about to perish. You just want to fight, don't you think it's too late?"

He roared and charged towards the Buddha Realm, only to see Monk Wu Guo point his halberd, and a golden light rose into the sky from the Buddha Realm.

Hong Ancestor immediately raised a warning sign and retreated in a flash.

"Amitabha, the Buddha Realm will definitely be defeated! But you can guess how many of you will survive in the Buddhist Realm!"

How could the Buddhist world, which has existed for tens of millions of years, not even have the means to perish?

Xu Zu sneered and walked forward. If he could kill without success once, he could kill twice.

The situation was too tight before, and I was unable to reverse the root cause and was self-destructed to no avail, but this time it will not happen again.

As soon as he came out, he heard Huang's steady voice.

"Xu Zu, leave this battle to me!"

Huang's transparent body made a tsunami roar.

Xuzu looked at him, remained silent for a long time, and nodded slightly. With the death of the Yue clan brother, the Dragon Turtle clan really deserves to have another person with fighting prowess from the "ancestor" generation.

The wilderness is already on the edge. As long as there is some help, one can step into this realm. A hearty life and death battle is a rare opportunity.

Before he could agree, Huang roared and fired a Mountain God Seal at the monk to no avail.

Monk Wuguo drew a semicircle in front of him with one palm, condensing a pure golden translucent shield to block the Mountain God Seal, and raised it upward to lift the Huangzu Mountain God Seal into the sky.

But here, Huang Zu was already close, smashing into Wu Guo and smashing the space, pushing him into the broken space.

When Wu Guo appeared again, he had pushed Wu Guo onto the Wu Chen Sea, and a water column blasted out from Huang Zu's mouth, knocking Wu Chen Monk Wu Chen Hai away.

Taizu had previously projected the starry sky, but news came.

The Wuchen Sea is Kan Gua. If you are destined to him, you can go there.

The ancestor of the Wuchen Sea naturally knew about it and had even been here more than once. He never felt the hexagram, but it was filled with water poison.

If you want to break through the water poison, you have to either refine it bit by bit and sink all the way to the core, or have a real war and completely destroy the elemental structure of the dust-free sea water.

Huangzu looked at Monk Wuguo falling into the Wuchen Sea and rushed down with a roar.

In an instant, the dust-free waves rolled.

……

The rain was pouring down, and Su He's whole body was numb from pain. Only when he hugged Ji Feixue tightly in his arms did he feel like he was still alive.

In severe pain and numbness, I moved forward step by step, leaving footprints of varying depths behind me - claw marks!

The human body could not be maintained long ago, and the turtle body could not hold his wife. Su He had already appeared in the peacock body, still protecting Ji Feixue under his wings, and moved forward.

I don't know how long it took, maybe ten years or a hundred days, or ten days and a hundred days. When Su He's body was incredibly used to the severe pain, the rain in the sky gradually became lighter, and even the dark clouds dispersed.

It rained and it was fine.

Su He was stunned on the ground, at a loss for a moment, and he was a little uncomfortable with the sudden pain that disappeared from his body.

After being stunned for a long time, his dull and numb head slowly came back to consciousness.

He slowly opened his wings and looked at Ji Feixue under his wings. His wife was still asleep, but her brows were slightly furrowed. Su He checked carefully and made sure that the rain had not fallen on her, so she relaxed a little.

Putting Ji Feixue aside, he took a deep breath and the Phoenix True Fire ignited in his body. For the Phoenix Clan, Phoenix True Fire is the best means of healing.

Su He was not injured, but he was physically and mentally exhausted from walking through the rain. Every cell is tortured to the limit. The Phoenix True Fire soothed the whole body, and it took three days to recover after sunset and sunrise.

After re-transforming into a human form, Su He picked up Ji Feixue and looked at the green mountain, which was already [-]% closer. Su He smiled and set off on the road again.

In the green mountains, the little novice monk tilted his head, carefully holding his head full of bumps, and looked at Su He without blinking, with surprise in his eyes.

"Ancestor, Ancestor. It's not a demon. How can a human become a peacock?"

The old monk had a kind face and kind eyes, even his eyes were that of a gentle old man. He smiled and said: "The world is so big, and there are a few strange things, but what does it matter?"

The little monk opened his mouth, always feeling that the ancestor was fooling him, but he did not dare to refute, as refuting would give him a headache!

He could only look directly at Su He: "Ancestor, what is the second training session? I haven't even entered it."

Those who can enter the second round are all senior brothers with a stable Taoist heart and high talents. He is afraid of pain and cannot even pass the first level.

The old monk laughed and said: "The place of washing and training is like a forging tool. Since it is a forging tool, it should be burned and beaten to wash away the lead!"

The little monk blinked. It didn't sound like a bad word, but it still felt awkward. He asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt in different ways?"

Burned with fire and beaten, this is a punishment!

The old monk smiled and said nothing.

Su He took the second step and walked in, but didn't notice anything unusual. There was no pouring rain, no lightning or thunder, just an ordinary desert.

Just walking, there was a faint sound in my ears. It sounds like the sound of forging iron in a forging fire, but if you listen carefully, it sounds like the murmuring of Sanskrit sounds.

The two sounds are intertwined and difficult to distinguish. The less you want to hear it, the louder the sound becomes.

Su He held his breath and ignored the sound, but suddenly there was a crisp sound.

when!

It was like a heavy hammer hitting the forged sword embryo.

The voice comes directly from the bottom of my heart. Flames suddenly erupted under his feet, and a sharp pain that was completely different from the rain suddenly hit him.

It is like a red-hot iron that leaves a mark on the body.

Su He's eyes narrowed, and before the scorching heat fell on Ji Feixue's body, she turned around and was already lying on the ground with a turtle body. With a slight movement of the snake's body, Ji Feixue had already landed on the turtle shell.

There is a turtle shell of Taizu in Huangqiu Temple, and it is known that he has a real body, so there should be no hidden dangers when he shows his true form here.

The water rolled beneath him.

The waves in the water beneath Su He were not the condensation of magical power or true energy. It was after hibernating for the first time, and even before he had to go through the heavenly tribulation to condense his true energy, there was already this wave of water.

The water waves fell on the sand and made a steaming sound.

As soon as this heat wave appeared, it reached its peak.

Su He stepped down with his paw, and the water wave rolled back, flowed to his back, condensed into a ball, and wrapped Ji Feixue inside.

Su He stood on all fours and walked forward. The smell of roasted flesh and blood rose up beneath his feet.

Su He trembled slightly, paused for a moment and then continued moving forward.

There had been heavy rain for an unknown period of time, and even though it was a different kind of pain, he was able to adapt quickly.

It's just a change from hydrochloric acid corrosion, peeling and deboning, to throwing into the crematorium.

Su He gradually became able to bear the pain, but the sound of hammering made him miserable.

It is indeed blacksmithing!

He is that piece of iron, and every hammer hits his heart, and a figure inexplicably condenses in his mind.

On the lotus platform, there is a female Bodhisattva dressed in white, holding a pure vase in one hand and holding a flower in the other.

The sound of hammering hammered the appearance of a Bodhisattva one after another into Su He's heart.

The imprint of Gu Jingzhai Buddha appeared uncontrollably in the center of Su He's eyebrows, and the Sanskrit sounds resounded through his heart like a dense buzz.

Su He breathed heavily and moved forward step by step.

The further he walked, the stronger the smell of burnt flesh was. He was clearly not burned, but he felt like half of his body had been cooked.

The pain was no less severe than the first ride.

Su He clenched his teeth and staggered forward. Halfway through the journey, the figure of the Bodhisattva in my mind will be completely condensed.

At this moment, a cold voice passed into Su He's ears over the sound of forging.

"Don't go any further."

Su He was startled, his eyes glowed with incredible light, and he suddenly turned around and saw Ji Feixue in the water ball on her back had opened her eyes, separated from the water and sat up on her side, leaning on the turtle shell and looking at him blankly.

Su He was stunned for a moment, and was overjoyed. He turned around and turned into a human body. He held her in his arms and spun her around twice.

Ji Feixue's body was cold and frosty, as if she had just stepped out of a land of frost and snow.

She was hugged by Su He, a flash of panic flashed in her eyes, but she didn't break away. She only waited for Su He to put her down, then stretched out a finger, and the real energy condensed between her fingers was about to explode.

But at this moment, an old voice came from above the green mountain.

"Fairy, wait a minute." It was the old monk who spoke: "The fairy broke through the training ground, and the Buddhist rhyme was broken here. The poor monk no longer had the means to draw out the Buddhist power in the fairy's body, and fellow Taoist Su He suffered the disaster in vain!"

You can't use real energy to refine the ground. If you use it to refine it, it will naturally fail.

Ji Feixue said nothing, but stretched out her cattails to hold Su He's hand. A curtain of water flashed across her hand, as if looking back, and the pain Su He had suffered before appeared on her hand, showing lines.

Various feelings are recorded in the lines.

pain! All the lines directly expressed the severe pain Su He had experienced.

Touching the lines, Ji Feixue's voice became colder and colder: "Thank you, Master, but I don't want to become a Buddhist."

The old monk had no choice but to smile bitterly: "Fairy is joking, the training ground will only leave Buddhist charm on you two. It is not a forced transition like the Buddhist world. It is just that it will be easier for you two to practice Buddhism. It does not require the fairy to worship you. Buddhism.”

Ji Feixue raised the corners of her mouth and shook her head slightly.

It will not lead people to worship Buddhism, but it will encourage people to get close to Buddhism.

She has a cold nature, and if Su He is not around to make noise, even if she has no Buddhist charm, it is not impossible to truly enter Buddhism.

During this period, Su He became her only partner, but Su He came to this era only to steal treasures and would return later. What she faced was [-] years of loneliness.

Without Su He by his side and with the charm of Buddhism in his body, how would he know that he would not enter Buddhism.

Moreover, using Buddhist rhymes as an aid to elicit the Buddhist power in her body, the chance of success will not be higher than [-]%. If it fails, it will be even more difficult to deal with it.

Ji Feixue touched the marks on Su He's hand, looked at Qingshan, and raised the corner of her mouth slightly: "Sorry, I have a husband and cannot enter Buddhism."

As she spoke, the true energy in her hand spread out, turning into flowers that filled the sky and fell on the desert.

The sound of hammering hammering in my mind suddenly stopped. Even the burning that fell on his body subsided instantly.

Su He was stunned, shocked by her words, and even more alarmed by Ji Feixue's actions.

"Daughter-in-law, you...I..."

Ji Feixue smiled faintly at him, and the flowers bloomed in an instant.

"Thank you." Ji Feixue said and lowered her head: "Foli, I have a way to eliminate it."
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8500 words. I need to take leave tomorrow (the 11th). I originally thought of dividing it into two chapters, one today and one tomorrow, so I don’t need to take leave. The number of words is also the number of words in a single chapter. But I have already finished writing it, and I feel stuck in my hands, so I posted it directly without dividing it into chapters...

Take a day off on the 11th. (End of chapter)