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Chapter 130 Changes in Shaolin Temple (12)

In Shaolin Temple.

The scenery is the same as before, the green hills are beautiful, on the lonely peak, the monk sits cross-legged, the old man reads a book, and the green shirt is lazily sitting on the bamboo chair, holding a volume of alchemy scriptures in his hand but not reading, just closing his eyes to listen The breeze is blowing slowly, and the brows are as cold as usual.

Wang Anfeng suddenly relaxed.

As if the clouds had disappeared, the original thoughts of dancing like a group of demons disappeared in an instant, and only peace remained, pursing his lips, the young man stepped forward to salute as usual, and said in a low voice.

"I have met Master, Second Master, sir."

The voice of chanting paused slightly, Yuan Ci opened his eyes and looked at the young man.

Thoughts were churning.

He really had a lot of emotions in his heart, and he still had a lot of worries and fears, but he was overjoyed. All kinds of thoughts came to his lips, but he just said softly:
"Feng'er, you did a good job."

The tone is gentle and mellow, but only you can understand the emotions in it.

At the side, Wu Changqing put down the Chinese medicine book in his hand, looked at Wang Anfeng, felt the same emotion in his heart, expressed relief, and asked if there was any injury, the scribe seemed impatient, raised his eyes, glanced at Yuan Ci and others, and said coldly:
"If this kind of dull opponent can't deal with it, he deserves it."

He glanced at Wang Anfeng again, a slight softness flashed in the depths of his eyes, but he scolded again:

"You haven't been here for days."

"So slack."

"Since you are here today, let's go practice!"

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The gate of Tongren Lane was slowly closed, and there was a roar, which cut off the inside and outside. The young man looked at the opponent that appeared in front of him, took a breath, and his expression became serious.

But outside, the world changed in an instant.

The blue and distant sky slowly crumbled into nothingness, and the darkness surged, making people feel chills when looking at it. Outside Shaoshi Mountain, the mountains and land turned into a desolate ruin, with a series of hideous sword marks on it, penetrating With a cold and sharp breath, there is no more anger.

There is still a sun in the sky.

The light emitted was like weeping blood, sprinkled all over the dilapidated world, like a dying person coughing up the last blood from his mouth, shocking and full of unspeakable despair.

Yuan Ci glanced at the sky, and a trace of fear flashed across his usually resolute face, and he said complicatedly:
"The Dao collapsed, and the heavens and the earth returned to ruins..."

Wu Changqing pursed his lips and didn't say anything, but the old man's slightly dry expression revealed his thoughts.

He and Yuanci were born in this world, and this place is the real world for them. If this world collapses and destroys, they will not be spared, and will just disappear like the setting sun, without leaving any traces.

Faced with such a scene, even if the state of mind and martial arts are far superior to ordinary people, it will still be a little frightening.

The scribe sneered, and casually put the alchemy aside, his complexion was paler than before, and he was wearing a green shirt, looking a little thin and sharp, like a fast sword out of its scabbard, and said disdainfully:
"False things are also worthy of the Tao?"

Yuan Ci withdrew her gaze and said slowly:

"Vimalakīrti once said in his Dharma lectures, to look at the suffering in the world, not to tire of life and death, to look at non-birth, the living law bears everything, and to look at all dharmas as illusory, without a master and without a form."

"Everything is nothingness, the Dao is true."

Mr. Ying shook his head and sneered:

"But a fake is a fake, and it will shatter when you touch it."

The voice paused slightly, as if thinking of something, the scribe's face turned cold, and he stopped talking. Today he chopped up the part of the world that was moved, but it caused bigger and more serious consequences. The structure of this world is different. In addition, the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers are closely related to each other, if one is destroyed, the rest will be damaged.

Except for this Shaoshi Mountain, other worlds have become ruins.

Just now, he was too lazy to explain to Wang Anfeng, and just used his own authority to construct an illusory image.

The three of them were silent for a long time, the scribe turned his hand and took out the broken jade bead, most of the aura inside had poured out, and the remaining small part was used to stabilize the existence of Shaolin Temple itself, and to reunite Wu Changqing and Yuan Ci. wake.

It's just an empty shell.

But just because there is only an empty shell left, you can feel the aura of its past and the extremely ancient traces. It seems that it does not belong to this era. Mr. Ying gently rubbed the jade bead with his fingers, Feeling the charm on it, eyes slightly closed, said:

"The aura contained in this bead can reconstruct the world."

"And the most important thing is the ability to turn fakes into real ones."

Yuan Ci's expression was slightly startled, a faint stream of light appeared on the scribe's fingertips, the jade bead emitted a faint light, gradually deformed, and finally turned into a pill, with lines outlined on it, as if a hundred birds were facing the phoenix, and It seems that the dragon is soaring, and the alluring fragrance rises, but it stagnates and disappears when it is about to climb to the peak.

Wu Changqing's expression was moved when the fragrance of the elixir came out. Seeing that his achievements fell short, an uncontrollable look of regret and heartache appeared on his face. It took a few breaths to calm down the shock of his mood, and he raised his eyes to look at Mr. Ying. Hesitantly said:
"Sir, this is..."

The scribe nodded and said:

"Qingli Scarlet Fire Pill."

As the voice fell, the elixir in his hand had been deformed and turned back into the jade bead again, and then slowly shattered, turning into powder and completely disappearing in this world. After all, it is a broken remains, and the derived things can only exist for a moment .

But the appearance of this scene itself caused a huge shock to Wu Changqing and Yuan Ci's hearts.

Qingli Scarlet Fire Pill.

The top three elixir in the game back then could completely eliminate the negative status penalty after the character was killed.

And in the rivers and lakes in their memory, there is a panacea that can cure almost any serious injury.For warriors who lick blood at the edge of a knife and fight in the rivers and lakes, it is almost equivalent to a second life.

Refining fakes and making them real.

Wu Changqing's eyes widened slightly, and his heart was shaken.

The original grade restriction seems to have the hope of getting rid of it.

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I don't know if it's because of the relaxed state of mind, Wang Anfeng's practice today is quite smooth.His moves were hearty and hearty, and he defeated several opponents in the bronze statue. Only because of a momentary miss, he showed his flaws and was kicked out.

After all, he was traveling with Gong Yu and the others now, and he was worried that Bai Lifeng and the others would come to find him on the way, so after finishing his practice in Tongren Lane, he asked the two masters and Mr. Ying who still had a cold face He bid farewell and left, and returned to the inn in Fufengguan City.

It's just that before returning, Mr. Ying and Yuan Ci issued him a "task" again in a rare way.

The scenery of Shaolin Temple was shattered in front of his eyes. In a blink of an eye, the young man had already sat back in the guest room in Fufengguan City. At this time, because no one was looking after him, the candle had been extinguished. The young man found flint and lit it up again. Under the faint candlelight, Wang Anfeng slowly spread out the scroll in his hand, glanced at the words on the paper, and read aloud softly:
"Lost."

"The feature is that it has existed for quite a long time. It may be a jade bead with aura inside."

"On the condition of ensuring your own safety, just find the relevant records."

The young man glanced at it twice, remembered all this in his mind, and just rolled up the paper and put it in his arms, only thinking that all the previous missions seemed to have failed, and this time it must be completed.

Fu sat meditating on the bed for a while, and as the night darkened, he blew out the candle and fell asleep peacefully.

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