While others are serious about cultivating immortality, I will send their idiots to heaven.

Wang Lu's perception was actually not wrong.

At this time, Song Zhi, who was in the secret place of the space air bag, was indeed in a bad situation.

In just half a month, Song Zhi successfully mastered the middle three techniques of the Supreme Sword Art of Inviting Heaven.

With the initial level of cultivation of the Golden Elixir, one can achieve the Great Perfection of the Golden Elixir.

Even as a monk in the early Yuan Dynasty, Song Zhi could barely escape and save his life by relying on Zhongsanjue.

As her understanding of the cold sword intent continued to increase, Song Zhi's cultivation also began to increase dramatically.

She was originally in the early stage of the Golden Elixir.

One month of quiet retreat in a secret place was actually after spending fifteen hundred years of loneliness.

Not to mention the Supreme Sword Technique, which she has mastered to perfection, and she can do it at a beckoning moment.

Her cultivation has also jumped from the early stage of Jindan to the current stage of Jindan Dzogchen.

This is a great joy.

But the advanced thunder catastrophe that was supposed to come has not arrived yet.

This vision made Zhuang Wei, who was responsible for protecting the Dharma, frown with a solemn expression.

*

At this time, Song Zhi in the air bag kept his meditation posture with his five hearts facing up.

Her body and mind were still immersed in the nourishment of spiritual energy.

Her appearance looked normal, but the golden elixir was already surrounded by black mist.

The inner demon has appeared and Song Zhi is in danger!

This is the most common calamity that Jindan monks encounter.

The inner demon tribulation below the foundation building stage is called the heart refining tribulation by the monks.

Above the golden elixir is the calamity of asking the mind.

Questioning Heart Tribulation can intervene and guide, but there are many dangers. If the person responsible for guiding is not careful, he will get lost in the illusion of inner demons and lose himself.

Therefore, in general, Jindan monks will not rashly intervene in the heart-asking calamity of someone who is not very trustworthy and close to them.

But Buddha's son Jialan, who was in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Cave in Xizhou, found out about Song Zhi's danger and drove his golden body straight into hell without hesitation.

If you can save Song Zhi from fire and water, how can it not be regarded as a great merit?

*

Jialan upholds the attitude of the Holy Father: If I don’t go to hell, whoever will go to hell will do so.

First, let the soul body leave the body, and then break into Song Zhi's inner demon dreamland with determination.

Looking at the strange high-rise buildings built in front of me, the iron boxes that can be driven without spiritual power, and the colorful, weirdly dressed men, women, and children.

Jialan was stunned for a moment.

He had guessed that Song Zhi's inner demons might be love, hatred, or desire and ambition.

But all of this has never been separated from the human geography of the Qianhu cultivation world.

But what Jialan never expected was that Song Zhi's scene of the Heart-Questioning Tribulation was bizarre, strange and novel that he had never seen before.

*

"Yan Lan, which beauty did you see without blinking?"

"Oh~~~"

"I see, it turns out it's her you're looking at!"

"Hey, don't think about it. We, the famous common school beauty of Deyi High School, can't just be pulled down from the altar and have a young love history with others."

Jia Lan looked at the youthful young men and women not far away, trying hard to accept the impact of this new world.

A bronze arm suddenly stretched out from behind him and hooked the back of his neck.

Listening to the other party's familiar and relaxed tone, Jia Lan suppressed his hostility and put away his attacks.

"You called me Yanlan?"

In Song Zhi's inner demon world, am I called Yan Lan?

A flash of realization flashed in Jialan's eyes.

The next moment, he heard the boy who was arm-in-arm with him letting out a hearty laugh.

"Ouch!"

"Yan Lan, what's wrong with you?"

"If I don't call you Yan Lan, how can I still call you Brother Yan or Young Master Yan?"

"Hahahaha, let's go, don't bring your foreign habits back to China. In China, what matters is that everyone is equal and strives to be a good citizen."

"From now on, the most I can do is call you classmate Yan!" "Don't look at me, the school beauty is already gone."

"But don't be sad, you will start seeing her again when you go to school tomorrow."

"Hey, you are stupid. You Yanlan, I am Fu Zixiu, and she is Song Zhi."

"We happen to be in the same class, both in Grade 2 and Grade 3, hahaha!"

Fu Zixiu...

"You just said that the fairy's name is Song Zhi?"

Jia Lan was silently reciting the name of the boy next to him.

As soon as the name Song Zhi hit his ears, he immediately screamed out in surprise.

Seeing the surprised expression on his face and hearing his title Wen Zou Zou, Fu Zixiu couldn't hold back and burst into laughter again.

"Damn, brother, are you serious? What did you learn in three years abroad?"

"Fairy..."

"Well, don't say it. It's a bit difficult to pronounce, but it has much more meaning than the beautiful young lady we talk about!"

"It's just so old-fashioned. I feel ashamed just saying it."

"Of course, you used the word "fairy" to describe Song Zhi, and it's true."

"That little girl is really cold and unpopular."

"Don't worry. When you officially enroll in class tomorrow, I will find an opportunity to introduce you to Song Zhi."

"Hehe, if nothing else, just for your title of first place in the Mathematical Olympiad, Song Zhi will definitely open his arms to you."

"What we, the school beauties of Song Dynasty, like most are intellectuals who are smart and motivated!"

*

Fu Zixiu rambled, put his arm around Jia Lan's shoulders, and got into an iron box with him.

Through constant testing and guidance, Jialan finally figured out the situation of this illusion.

What surprised him was that the background of Song Zhi's inner demon dreamland was actually a separate dimensional space.

Among them, the cultural rumors related to the cultivation of immortals are similar to those in the Qianhu cultivation world.

However, the modern country of the 21st century where we live does not advocate cultivation, let alone the aura closely related to monks.

The military and other developments here mainly benefit from "high technology".

This is a new vocabulary that Jialan cannot understand.

According to Fu Zixiu, Song Zhi was born in a civilian family.

Originally an abandoned baby, he was picked up and adopted by a disabled father.

She has been smart and studious since she was a child. She passed five levels and won six generals with her excellent grades, and was finally admitted to Deyi Noble High School with an exception.

Not only do you enjoy free tuition and miscellaneous fees, but you also receive an expensive subsidy for living expenses.

Because of his excellent grades, it is said that Song Zhi has been admitted in advance to the highest university in China.

"Qingbei!"

"Brother, that's Qingbei University, which you and I can't get into even if we spend tens of millions!"

"Song Zhi got in without any effort. He's an uncle. Who said that studying is useless and that he can't do capital work?"

"Song Zhi is a living example!"

"However, I heard from the gossip that Song Zhi's spot seems to have been, uh, taken over by Gao Muyu, the flower girl of our class."

"Gao Muyu's father is one of the directors of Deyi High School. If Gao Muyu is really coveting Song Zhi's spot, it's just a matter of words."

"If it's true, then School Beauty Song will be in such a miserable state."

Jia Lan, who was taken back to the mansion by the housekeeper, barely figured out the structure of the mansion and the relationship with the main members, when he suddenly remembered the "gossip" Fu Zixiu said when he left.

He frowned slightly, reached out and took out the "square lens" that had been kept in his coat pocket.

People here call this thing a mobile phone. They say that if you want to know something, just search it on your mobile phone.

Jia Lan learned how to use it and immediately tentatively opened the screen and began to fumble to use the search function.

He wanted to know what a school director was and what Qingbei University was.

And, if Song Zhi's spot is robbed, what kind of consequences will it cause.