The female partner engages in introversion in Xiuxianwen

It seems that no matter what time it is, Buran will not panic or be chaotic.

At this time, he is the backbone of Feng Wan and the others.

Feng Wan and the others hurriedly followed suit, keeping their minds quiet and not being affected by the sounds outside.

However, the penetrating power of the sound from outside was too strong, and everyone soon became unsteady again.

"Not dyed, they are still too young."

Tyrant Lion said helplessly.

"Ah."

Buran's slender and fair jade hands wiped across his chest, and a snow-white zither floated in front of his eyes.

Soon, the melodious and soothing sound of the piano came, and the moods of Feng Wan and others began to calm down.

Bai Yutian and Honghu squatted next to their respective masters, protecting their masters.

Now they are also infected by the sound of Buran's piano, and they have entered a state of meditation unknowingly.

Ba Tianshi looked at the reaction of Feng Wan and the others, and nodded proudly. It must be that his family is not dyed, whether it is the piano or the sword, they are all so powerful.

The sound of the piano is still going on, and the sound outside is also going on.

To Feng Wan and the others, the sound of the zither is a Sanskrit sound, but to the dead souls it is just the opposite.

They didn't like the sound, they wanted to leave, but couldn't resist the temptation.

Finally, leaving a small part, most of the dead souls have surrounded the stone house.

Even if several barriers were set up, they couldn't resist their bumping and biting.

Naturally, Buran would not sit still and wait until dawn with this enchantment.

His piano sound can save people, but it can also kill people.

These dead souls outside have carried too many lives on their backs, and they deserve to be killed.

Even if you don't dye them, you won't bear karma.

With a sway of the strings, a large wind blade slammed against the ground.

The dead soul touched by the wind blade let out a miserable howl and died instantly.

Seeing that the human monks were so fierce this time, the dead souls already retreated.

But it is only a part, most of the souls of the dead still do not believe in evil and rush upwards, it is very useful to fight with the wheel, to exhaust the unconsumed oil and burn the lamp dry.

Even if you have a deep reserve of spiritual power, you can't stand throwing it out without money.

Ba Tianshi was not idle either, he and Buran all guarded the stone house, and guarded Feng and them.

Buran's zither can't stop, if it stops, Feng Wan and others will be in danger.

With the cooperation of Buran and Tyrant Lion, finally ushered in the darkest hour of the day.

Everything in the world is relative, as long as you survive the darkest moment, the light will come.

But the darkest moment is also the most dangerous. If you are not careful, you may be in danger even if you are not stained.

[No dye, be careful. 】

Tyrant Lion exhorted worriedly.

【Um. 】

Buran's expression was also very serious at the moment. In his five hundred years of life, this was the first time he encountered such a difficult situation.

In the past, they could be solved with a few sword strikes, but now they have solved a batch, and a new batch has come around.

There is a sense of infinity.

The darkest hours of the day are also when these revenants are at their strongest.

It will be several times more difficult to deal with than before.

This moment finally came, Buran had already consumed a lot of spiritual power, and the power of these dead souls was multiplied.

It is as strong as it is not stained, and sweat is dripping on its forehead.

Tyrant Lion has hardly seen his master's weakness.

Although he always complains about his master, in fact, he cares most about keeping things clean.

[Don't dye, hold on, we will succeed soon. 】

【Um. 】

If you can't break, you can't build. Only by pushing yourself to the limit can you get a breakthrough. Buran has always known this truth.

More and more powerful dead souls rushed forward, and many of the dead souls hit by the wind blade did not dissipate, but instead wanted to break through the defensive formation.

Just when they were about to succeed, lightning suddenly appeared on the barrier.

The sound of thunderclap sounded, and the dead souls who were following behind retreated to a safe position in fright.

The chopped soul did not die, but the black energy on its body was chopped off, and the whole soul appeared white.

This white dead soul can go directly to reincarnation.

Feng Wan was overjoyed, she succeeded, that's great.

Sure enough, her guess was right, her Nine Desolation God Thunder could really purify these dead souls.

With Feng Wanlei's help, he finally survived the darkest moment.

As soon as the darkest moment passed, a ray of light shone.

The dead souls roared, and finally dispersed unwillingly.

As soon as they left, Buran stopped playing the piano, meditated and practiced, and recovered his spiritual power.

After the others finished their meditation, they immediately looked outside the defensive formation.

The dead souls are gone, they are safe.

Several people secretly cheered for a while, full of gratitude for Buran.

This is a life-saving grace. In the future, as long as Buran Daoist has orders, they will not hesitate to do so.

Feng Wan, Feng Qingqing and Bai Yichen are fine, after all, Buran is Feng Wan's guardian and has an obligation to protect her safety.

And Feng Qingqing and Bai Yichen were his apprentices, so it was right for the master to protect the apprentices.

But Bai Rou, Qian Yuanxun, and Buran can be ignored.

Therefore, Bai Rou and Qian Yuanxun kept this kindness in their hearts, thinking about how to return it in the future.

After waiting for more than an hour, when the sky was completely bright, the Ba Tianshi raised its claws and withdrew the formation.

"Last night was really too dangerous. I don't want to go through it again."

Bai Rou said in fear.

Not only Bai Rou thinks this way, but other people also think the same way.

"What are we going to do next?"

Everyone looked at Feng Wan in unison.

Feng Wan's last act of helping Buran retreat the dead soul made everyone affirm her again.

Feng Wan looked at Buran.

Buran was still meditating, apparently having entered a state of ecstasy.

"We will protect Master Buran first, and after he finishes his practice, Tian Tian will lead him around the perimeter.

After harvesting some spiritual grass treasures, we hurried out at dawn. "

Feng Wan's arrangements are only orderly and reasonable.

"Okay, what Wanwan said is right, let's protect the Taoist Lord Buran first."

Last night, Buran tried his best to save them, and this time they will protect him.

Looking at the actions of these juniors, Ba Tianshi was both moved and relieved.

Don't dye and protect the wrong person, it's all about repaying kindness, okay, okay.

But Buran also gained a lot this time. Judging from the current situation, he should have gained an epiphany.

The higher the cultivation base, the harder it is to have an epiphany.

Not to mention epiphany, even a little insight is difficult.

He believes that after this epiphany, his family will be able to touch the barriers of the Mahayana period.

But don't rush to break through to the Mahayana realm.

Not only because of the rareness of the Pocheng Pill, but also because the Mahayana Thunder Tribulation is quite domineering.

If the monk is not fully prepared, wait until he breaks through.

Otherwise, it would not be able to withstand the thunder calamity of the Mahayana period.

Buran is a five-hundred-year-old Huashen, and his speed is already quite abnormal.

Zongmen also hoped that he would fight steadily and not rush for success, so as not to have an unstable foundation and affect the subsequent advancement.