School flower's bodyguard

Chapter 236 The Magic Well
"Could it be another conspiracy?"

Xiao Song is no longer the rookie who just stepped into the cultivation world a year ago. He thought of this possibility almost instantly, but there is one thing that is beyond doubt, his magic cultivation strength is indeed improving at a speed visible to the naked eye. Rapidly improving!

At this speed, I'm afraid it won't be long before my Demon Cultivation Golden Core can directly break through to the peak of the Golden Core, and it is not impossible to even break through to the realm of refining the gods in one fell swoop!
The benefits are very obvious, no cultivator does not want to improve his own strength, but everything Xiao Song encountered here is a bit too weird, among other things, it is already very strange that the devil energy and Buddha power appear in one place at the same time. It is worth pondering.

"It doesn't matter! It's here anyway, so if you want to leave now, you can't do it!"

After thinking about it for a while, Xiao Song finally made up his mind to go to the source of the river of blood and take a good look at it!
"That is……"

Half an hour later, Xiao Song was finally completely stunned in place.

Not far ahead, a reddish-brown magic well is continuously gushing blood, and the source of this blood river is actually a magic well!
The strong bloody smell makes people almost suffocate, and the strong fluctuation of demonic energy makes people feel frightened. Rao Xiao Song couldn't help but stop at this time, looking at the magic well not far away, secretly daze.

"Hmph! That's really the case! This Du'e Temple is really a big deal!"

While Xiao Song was in a daze, not far away, a cold snort came from near the exit, followed by a sharp piercing sound, and an old man with full hair came directly from the entrance. Fly over here!

This person was not suppressed by the blood river at all, and he was still able to fly in the air!
Xiao Song tried it just now when he just came in. The suppression of the soul in this place is too serious, making him unable to fly with the sword at all, but the white-haired old man in front of him is not affected at all, directly from the entrance Fly over here!
In an instant, Xiao Song subconsciously wanted to hide, but the speed of the other party was so fast, almost at the same time when Xiao Song had this idea in his mind, Xiao Song felt a mountain-like mass of soul at once. I scanned it myself.

It was obviously too late to hide, so in desperation, Xiao Song could only bite the bullet and stay where he was.

"Huh? Someone actually arrived before me?"

Perhaps it was because Xiao Song's cultivation was too low, not enough to pose a threat to him, the man only glanced at Xiao Song slightly, then ignored Xiao Song, and flew directly towards the magic well.

"Huh... this person is really strong, even the head of Shushan Mountain will never be his opponent, right?"

Xiao Song was dripping with cold sweat, and muttered to himself.

"Hey, I want to see what the post-celestial artifact that Du'er Temple wants to conceive looks like!"

The white-haired old man had already reached the sky above the magic well in the blink of an eye, and without hesitation, he had already plunged into the magic well.

"call……"

Apart from using the four words "artistic and bold" to describe what he saw before his eyes, Xiao Song really couldn't think of another word.

"roll!"

However, just when the old man plunged headlong into the magic well, there was only a breath of time, but there was a roar that shook the sky and the earth, and a golden light bloomed fiercely, and it was a sudden explosion. Cut off the blood river.

A fairy lotus flew out, and the white-haired old man flew out with him.

"You old bald donkey! So you're really alive?" the white-haired old man roared angrily.

"Amitabha."

A Buddha's horn sounded, and Xiao Song noticed that there was actually a monk with a solemn treasure standing in the golden fairy lotus.

"Master Yiyuan?"

Xiao Song was taken aback for a moment, but he did not expect that Master Yiyuan would appear here, but thinking about it, since this underground palace appeared under the Fuyun Temple, it naturally has a great relationship with this Fuyun Temple. Before Xiao Song He didn't see Yi Yuan and the others when he came here, and he was still wondering, he didn't think he had come to the deepest part of the underground palace long ago.

"who are you?"

Strangely, when the white-haired old man saw Monk Yiyuan again, he also had a look of astonishment on his face, glanced at Yiyuan, and couldn't help asking coldly.

"Ok?"

Xiao Song was a little confused, didn't the old man with white beard just now acted like he knew Yi Yuan?Why don't you know each other now?Could it be that the "old bald donkey" that the old man said just now wasn't Master Yiyuan?

"Amitabha."

The answer to the white-haired old man was still only Yi Yuan's Buddha's name, and he hadn't seen him for a few months. This Master Yi Yuan's cultivation seems to have improved again, and Xiao Song felt a burst of light from his body surface alone. An unrivaled sense of power.

"Humph! It's a trick!"

The white-haired old man snorted coldly, and when he raised his hand, it caused the entire river of blood under his feet to surge.

The blood wave was so violent that it turned into an evil dragon, and rushed towards Yi Yuan who was standing on the fairy lotus.

"seal up!"

Yi Yuan was neither sad nor happy, several Buddha seals were condensed in his hands, and he slapped the evil dragon fiercely.

"Ugh..."

There was a shrill scream, and the bloody dragon seemed to come alive, roaring continuously, and swallowed the fairy lotus in one gulp.

"break!"

The blood burst out, the fairy lotus was not stained at all, a crystal lotus petal flew out, and chopped at the head of the evil dragon.

bang!
The entire underground palace seemed to be raining blood all at once, and the dragon shattered directly.

"Humph!"

The white-haired old man didn't seem to be surprised when the dragon was cut. At the same time that the dragon was cut, the old man stretched out his hand fiercely, and grabbed the monk Yi Yuan.

Yi Yuan also didn't dare to show weakness, another crystal clear petal flew up when he raised his hand, and quickly fought with the old man!
The battle is imminent, and both of them are the best in the cultivation world. Once the war breaks out, the whole underground palace will tremble, and Xiao Song is also afraid of being affected, so he avoids it to a distant place again and again.

The loud bang resounded endlessly. Even though the underground palace was under construction, many protective restrictions were placed on it. At this time, it was also beaten into a mess. Fortunately, the restrictions on both sides of the blood river seemed to be better. The war did not cause the river of blood to collapse!

"So it was just using the secret method! Hehe, watch me kill you!"

In less than 5 minutes, the two sides have fought for hundreds of rounds, and through this battle, the white-haired old man seemed to have discovered something, sneered, and the attack in his hand became more and more fierce.

"Oops! Master Yiyuan seems to be getting weaker with each battle..."

In the distance, Xiao Song, who had been watching the battle closely, couldn't help feeling secretly worried. When he saw Master Yi Yuan for the first time just now, he felt that Master Yi Yuan's cultivation seemed to have improved a lot. The old man's words immediately reacted.

Master Yiyuan probably only used a certain secret method to improve his strength, and briefly raised his cultivation to the current state.

Once time is delayed, the last one to suffer will be Master Yiyuan!
Just returning in a hurry, Xiao Song has nothing to do, even though he really wants to help Master Yiyuan, but what kind of strength does he have?
Not to mention helping, I am now suppressed by the prohibition in this underground palace, and even approaching them is very difficult, let alone helping.

Even if I could get close, I'm afraid I will only have to die. I'm afraid that one little finger of others is enough to kill me ten times.

"Zole!"

Knowing that he was invincible, Master Yiyuan still persisted, but Tianyin yelled out the word "azole" in the six-character mantra of Buddhism.

Endless sound waves swept across the entire underground palace in an instant, Xiao Song said on the spot, and lost all consciousness in an instant.

But when Xiao Song recovered his consciousness, he saw that Master Yi Yuan had been slapped by the white-haired old man and flew away!He vomited blood again and again, and even the golden lotus under his feet was dim for a while.

"Hmph! How can a mere six-character mantra win me over? Make your spring and autumn dream! I was immune to all sonic skills as early as 100 years ago!"

The white-haired old man laughed wildly, with a surge of devilish energy under his feet, he suddenly raised his big foot and stepped on Yi Yuan who was flying upside down.

"Grandmaster!"

Xiao Song turned pale with fright, he didn't care about other things, the devil energy in his body was instantly aroused by him, he forcefully urged the devil bowl deep in his dantian, and threw it at the white-haired old man.

This is already the only way Xiao Song can think of. For the white-haired old man in front of him, other means are almost impossible to tickle his itch. Now, only this mysterious Heaven Slaughtering Demon Bowl can give the white-haired old man The old man brings a little threat.

"Ok?"

Seeing that a big foot that was as thick and deep as a mountain was about to crush Yi Yuan's body directly, the white-haired old man frowned suddenly, and looked at the huge magic bowl that fell from the sky.

"This is……"

The white-haired old man showed doubts on his face, but he didn't dare to hesitate at all, and slammed his palm at the magic bowl.

After all, the disparity in strength was too great, the magic bowl was thrown out almost instantly, and at the same time, Master Yiyuan took this opportunity to narrowly avoid that fatal kick!
"Heaven Slaying Demon Bowl!"

Suddenly, the white-haired old man seemed to have thought of something, a ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face, he immediately abandoned Yi Yuan, and rushed towards Xiao Song!

"It's over!"

Seeing that the white-haired old man noticed him all of a sudden, Xiao Song couldn't help but smile bitterly. When the bowl was deducted, Xiao Song actually thought of this result, but the time was really tight at that time. If he didn't make a move, then Master Yi Yuan But he was going to be killed directly by this old man with white beard!

Master Yiyuan has saved his own life several times, how could he refuse to save him?Even if his strength is not enough, Xiao Song still has to do something within his ability, but for such a little thing, I am afraid that what Xiao Song has to pay will be the price of his life!

If he fails, he will even implicate his uncle!
(End of this chapter)