The blue luan bird of Nuwa's family

Chapter 243 Little Twelve's Trial
Among the lunar stars, under the laurel tree.

Mingyu sat in front of the stone table, fiddling with the tea set.

Gather moonlight into water with a wave of your hands, turn yin and yang into fire, and condense all living things into a small tripod.Water gathers in the tripod, fire burns under the tripod, water boils and white clouds float, jasper pours into the cup, and where the clouds and mists rise and fall, there is a little greenness.

Mingyu cooked tea leisurely, savoring it carefully, time seemed to stand still, and time and space seemed to condense.

The so-called: residence moves Qi, nourishes body.

The world of Taiyin is very quiet, and it is a holy place for enlightenment.

Everything is quiet, which can make people calm, and if people have a calm mind, it is easy to enter the realm of Taoism.

Mingyu came here not to practice dharma, not to practice art, but only to realize Tao, what he realized was Taiyin, what he realized was Shaoyin, what he realized was time and yin, and what he realized was stillness.

"Da da da………"

The footsteps were very light, a round white ball, tiptoeing and twisting its little buttocks, walked quietly towards the Guanghan Palace, the little bell would have exposed itself, December's two long ears drooped down, dead Cover it up.

After walking a few steps, the little guy quietly turned his head and glanced at Mingyu; seeing that Mingyu didn't respond, he jumped up and down quickly, and then hurriedly turned his head to look twice, that creepy appearance, even if Mingyu didn't open her eyes I can feel it clearly.

"Use supernatural powers, run faster!"

Mingyu yelled out suddenly, scared Shi Yue's heart trembled, her whole body tensed up, and then she didn't have time to think about it, the magic power circulated, sacrificed the little bell, and the time was added to her body, at an extremely fast speed!

Whoosh whoosh~~
The divine arrow is shot in the void, December is fast, the divine arrow is even faster, it will arrive in an instant!

"when!"

The little rabbit's ears trembled, and the little bell turned into a big clock of time, which buzzed and blocked the first arrow, but the second and third arrows were shattered by the sound waves.

"Hmph, it's this trick again, Little Twelve is no longer afraid!" Twelve Yue snorted proudly, and then accelerated forward.

But while running, she realized that something was wrong. Why is she still so far away from Guanghan Palace?

"So close to the world?"

Emperor Twelve Moon's eyes flickered, attracting a piece of moonlight, and then his figure melted into the moonlight, traveling through the shadows of time, jumping and jumping, the endless horizon was as close as he could get.

call!
The spring breeze suddenly picked up, and a lotus flower about the size of a foot bloomed to the extreme, and the bewitching flowers burned in the morning light. Under the light but cold moonlight, the lotus flower was even more enchanting.

In an instant, the flowers bloom without a shadow, turning into fly ash.

The little rabbit rang the alarm, "Not good!"

She chanted a mantra for a split second.

"The bright moon shines brightly, and its way is bright. I wish a curse today, sweeping away all ominous omens. Lunar god star, protect me. The three souls are stable, and the seven souls are not hurt. The five Tibetan gods are as solid as gold soup. The interior view of the Yellow Court, no disasters and no injuries... ..."

Mingyu was secretly surprised.

"This little guy is also surprisingly talented in spells. It's only been a while, and he has mastered another protective spell. He even modified the spell himself and used the power of the sun, which can almost be regarded as a new creation. gone."

"It seems that after this time, I have to find Senior Zhen Yuanzi and ask him to bring out some genuine products." Mingyu rubbed her chin, planning Zhen Yuanzi's bottom-case real curses, great curses, and supreme curses. .

Together with the incantation, the strongest person Mingyu met was Zhen Yuanzi.The power of heaven and earth was cursed to death on the Jade Mountain in West Kunlun. When surrounded by Zu Wu, the three thousand great curses that were accurately output almost made Houtu out of the game.

After Mingyu was distracted for a while, Di Shiyue had already destroyed the weakened version of Instant Fanghua, and even gnawed off the Dao Tree that suppressed the void.

"Hey!" The rabbit opened its mouth wide, its two front teeth were white and tender, and the vital energy couldn't be digested, more than half of it ran out.

Whizzing!
Two magic arrows came, and a rabbit in December turned around and avoided it perfectly.

ding ding~~
The small bell rang softly, shaking away several yin and yang sword qi.

"Uncle is really bad!" The little white rabbit sensed that there was a magic circle in the void, and its long eyelashes trembled.

The little guy stepped on his feet, moved left and right, using the power of time to the extreme, and escaped dangerously from the formation.

Getting out of trouble is getting out of trouble, but there is no less suffering.The little butt was flushed red from the beating, and the long eyelashes were cut short by the sword energy.

"Damn it, scoundrel, scoundrel! Uncle is a scoundrel!" December clutched her little butt, furious.

"Ding Ding!!"

Little Bell blocked two more divine arrows.

Di December rushed forward.

"Ha ha!"

Just when she was about to get close to Guanghan Palace, a mysterious yellow light flashed, and four burly men stopped at the door, and their gestures were as powerful as heaven and earth.

"Yellow Turban Warrior?" Di Shiyue was dumbfounded.

Uncle, do you want to be so serious, do you want to be so heroic, you actually summoned a yellow scarf warrior with the mysterious and yellow merit!
The yellow turban wrestlers are created by heaven, they are infinitely powerful, obey the call, work hard, and leave immediately when the time is up.

It can be called the ultimate tool man, and many saints like yellow turban wrestlers.

Primordial monks can borrow innate treasures or special supernatural powers to summon Yellow Turban Warriors, but summoning them requires merit.

The more merits given, the stronger the Yellow Turban Warrior, and similarly, the longer the Yellow Turban Warrior exists, the more merits will be consumed.

According to Mingyu's guess, this yellow scarf warrior is also an effective form of Tiandao's recovery of Xuanhuang merit.

"Haha!" When the little guy was in a daze, the Dongfang Yellow Turban Wrestler punched him with an invincible force, his fist alone was bigger than the little rabbit.

"You don't want to bully Xiao Twelve, Xiao Twelve is very powerful!" The little rabbit stepped on the moonlight to avoid the punch, muttering in his mouth, as if to cheer himself up.

Huhu!!
Despite the size of the yellow turban wrestler, the speed of punching is not slow at all. Four soldiers and eight punches bombarded all sides, which made the little white rabbit tired of coping.

She tried hard to catch two punches, but was almost not beaten away.

"Boom~~"

The yellow turban wrestlers stepped forward, and the huge mountain-like body shook the ground. The four yellow turban wrestlers joined forces to seal off time and space, making the little rabbit's room for maneuvering inch by inch smaller.

"Ding ding..."

when!
A white light flashed, and the little bell suddenly turned into a simple and simple big clock, on which 12 mysterious demonic words emerged, every word is the way, every word is the truth!

Only two characters were shining brightly, and the rest of the characters were dimmed.

"Town!" "Kill!"

This is the demon text that has been understood most clearly in the past 7000 years of the emperor's twelfth month, except for the two characters of time and time.

Seeing the opportunity, she slammed the big clock at the big guy in the east, and then kicked backwards, kicking on the yellow scarf warrior's nose, stomping hard several times, and then retreating quickly.

The big man was kicked by Di Shiyue's rabbit kicking the eagle, causing his nose to bleed, and the black and yellow air gushed out from his nasal cavity crazily.

The powerful force made the yellow turban wrestler let out a wail, and then had to back away repeatedly holding his nose.

"Let you bully me, let you bully me, let you bully me!" Little Twelve muttered in his mouth, following the gourd's drawing, he saw the opportunity and kicked the noses of the other three wrestlers.

Seeing the viciousness of the little guy, Mingyu couldn't help touching her nose.

(End of this chapter)