Learn from Jidian: Relapse and become stronger, Bai Ling helps practice

The skinny monk Biqing shrank behind the fat monk Guangji, shook his head and said, "I don't know, as soon as Junior Brother Wuchen left, it started to thunder. Could it be that a monster is coming?"

Hearing this, the fat monk trembled, and he said angrily: "How is it possible, with me here, how dare the monster come over."

Chen Liang walked outside the door at this time, he looked at the direction of the back mountain with a solemn expression, without saying a word.

Xinlan and Cui's mother also came out, and they said in fear: "Several holy monks, what happened just now, why is there such a thunderstorm?"

The fat monk Guangji didn't answer them, but followed Chen Liang and walked out, looking in the direction of the back mountain.

Xinlan, Cui's mother and others also came out one after another, looking for their reputation.

Ordinary people like them had never seen such a scene before, and they were so frightened that they sweated and turned pale.

Xinlan saw that there was a person standing in the sky under the vortex above the back mountain.

She seemed to think of something, and suddenly said: "I read some anecdotes before, it should be a fairy who is crossing the catastrophe, could it be a holy monk from Lingyin Temple?"

Zhao Bin's voice came from far away in the room: "I saw Junior Brother Wuchen leaving in a particularly hasty manner, is it possible that Junior Brother Wuchen is going through the tribulation there?"

As he spoke, he walked out slowly while leaning on the wall.

Chen Liang pondered for a while, and then said: "It should be Junior Brother Wuchen. The master said that Junior Brother Wuchen's talent is something he has only seen in his life, and he can be called a monster."

"It's just that Junior Brother Wuchen's realm is already so high, if he breaks through, what cultivation level he will have is really unimaginable."

After finishing speaking, he had a yearning look on his face.

Fat monk Guangji coughed dryly, and said: "No matter what, it's my blessing from Lingyin Temple. If it's really nephew Wuchen, he has a greater chance of saving Jidian."

Biqing nodded repeatedly, and said in his mouth: "Yes, yes."

Seeing Zhao Bin approaching, Chen Liang quickly supported Zhao Bin, and said, "Junior brother, you are already injured, why don't you lie on the bed and come outside."

Zhao Bin said with a smile: "I also want to see what this vision of heaven and earth is like. After all, Junior Brother Wuchen's cultivation level in our Lingyin Temple is No. 1 besides the master."

Hearing this, everyone in Lingyin Temple became silent.

The time to enter the temple without dust is the shortest, but the progress can be described as incredible.

Xinlan on the side looked horrified, and she murmured: "What? That holy monk just now was the last one to enter Lingyin Temple, but he has the highest realm besides your master?"

Chen Liang nodded bitterly, and said, "々｀ That's right, in Lingyin Temple, everyone wants to become dust-free."

The fat monk Guangji has the highest seniority here, but he has no cultivation.

This passage was stuck in his chest like a knife, and he said unhappily:

"Nephew Chen Liang, let's stop here. Everyone has their own blessings. The higher the level of cultivation, the greater the responsibility. Nephew Wu Chen is still young, so it's not certain what he will become in the future."

Chen Liangliang nodded and said, "Uncle Master taught that."

Zhao Bin curled his lips and hummed in a low voice.

The fat monk Guangji heard the humming, but he didn't pay any attention to it because of his own face.

When Cui Xinlan saw this scene, she naturally knew the various relationships inside.

At this time, a huge golden thunder appeared in the vortex, hitting Wuchen's body.

Everyone's breath was suffocated, and they looked over solemnly.

Even the fat (nuohaohao) monk Guangji, who likes seniority, couldn't help but say at this time:

"I hope nephew Wuchen can survive this thunder calamity. Although he always quarrels with me, I don't want him to fall under the thunder calamity. Let Lingyin Temple lose a genius."

The skinny monk Biqing nodded repeatedly, and echoed: "Yes, I have always worshiped Junior Brother Wuchen."

The fat monk Guangji patted the skinny monk Biqing on the head, and the skinny monk Biqing seemed to have just come to his senses.

He said with a smile: "Of course, I also worship Master Guangji. He is very good at alms."

"What, you dare to say that about me." The fat monk Guangji said angrily.

The skinny monk Biqing quickly waved his hands, avoided the fat monk Guangji, and shrank behind Chen Liang.

Zhao Bin couldn't help laughing when he heard this, while Chen Liang looked calm.

When Xinlan and Cui's mother heard this, they seemed to hear something in the words, and they gave each other a wink.

Chapter 152 The Life of Two Hours

Xinlan smiled and said: "You guys escorted us back to Cui's mansion, and helped us destroy the monster that dug out the heart. Not only that, but with the help of the holy monk Wuchen, Cui Junsheng's heart was restored."

"We can't repay this kindness. Next time, we will visit the door in person to thank you."

Cui's mother also nodded gratefully at this time, and said, "Yes, Xinlan is right. If the holy monks feel that there is something wrong with the hospitality, you can say it."

Everyone in Lingyin Temple didn't open their mouths. They knew that the fat monk Guangji had the highest seniority here and wanted to save face, so they all looked at the back mountain.

Seeing this, the fat monk Guangji was very satisfied. He smiled and said, "You guys are so enthusiastic. We Buddhist cultivators don't think there is anything wrong with our hospitality."

Hearing this, Xinlan and Cui's mother felt relieved, if they could establish a good relationship with Lingyin Temple, with their supernatural powers, if there is someone to help, they would not be unable to speak up.

Xinlan nodded and said, "That's the best, thank you Saint Monk for your understanding."

Fat monk Guangji waved his hands, and said indifferently: "It should, it should."

At this time, Biqing shouted in surprise: "Master Wuchen 933 has successfully crossed the tribulation, and all the aura in the vortex has been absorbed by him."

Seeing this, Chen Liang and Zhao Bin also nodded. Chen Liang said, "As expected of Junior Brother Wuchen, this kind of thunder calamity looks no worse than the real sky thunder, but Junior Brother Wuchen was able to resolve it easily."

"Especially the magical power that was just shown, it is even more fantastic and terrifying."

Zhao Bin also echoed: "It seems that we will never be able to catch up with Junior Brother Wuchen in this lifetime."

Fat monk Guangji and Xinlan Cuimu also walked out of the door one after another, looking towards the back mountain.

At this moment, one after another aftermath swept from the back mountain to the surroundings, the wind blew and the grass moved, and the trees fell to one side one by one.

The aftermath hadn't come yet, but Chen Liang who was standing in front had already felt the strength of the aftermath, and he was almost unable to stand.

Immediately, he turned around with a pale face, and shouted to everyone: "Let's go in quickly, this aftermath is beyond our ability to resist."

When everyone heard this, they all went towards the inner room with horrified faces.

After they stayed in the inner room with peace of mind, suddenly there was a gust of wind, and the surrounding trees flew upside down one after another, and the tiles flew horizontally, which was very terrifying.

Everyone swallowed their throats, watching this scene in horror.

Especially the tiles on the roof were rattling, and the house seemed to be shaking.

As a mortal, Cui's mother was even more worried. She couldn't help but said: "I didn't expect that the holy monk's power to cross the catastrophe is so powerful. We will be fine."

Xinlan held Cui's mother's hand tightly, and comforted: "Mother, don't worry, there are a few holy monks here to protect us."

Hearing this, Cui's mother was completely relieved.

...

On Wuchen's side, he has successfully crossed the catastrophe, and has since become a strong man who has become a fairy.

Feeling the abundant mana, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Finally stepped into the realm of becoming a fairy." He murmured with a smile.

He glanced around, only to see that the surrounding vegetation had turned into ruins, and the back mountain had completely collapsed.

"No matter how powerful the heavenly tribulation of joining the Tao and becoming an immortal is, it can't stop my desire to seek the Tao."

Immediately, he spotted a direction, turned into a ray of light and left.

Batu Caves.

At this moment, Ji Dian was still trapped by the formation, and his face was blue and purple, and a mouthful of hot blood spurted out.

Apparently he couldn't last much longer.

It was so dark outside.

Jin Buhuan frowned and said, "Could it be that Wuchen dared not come over? Even his own master didn't want to save him?"

Hearing this, Hei Feng shook his head and said: "It should not be the case. I have fought with Lingyin Temple and others for a long time, and I know that they (dabe) cannot be such people."

"In their hearts, Jidian is a pillar-like existence, how could they die without saving them."

Jin Buhuan said: "It's the best, I'm afraid that Wuchen won't dare to come over, isn't my work in vain, even if I kill this Jidian, it won't be of much use to me."

Hei Feng smiled and said, "Don't worry King Jin, he will definitely come over."

But at this time, he changed the subject and said to Lu Ji and Zhang Xiaohui behind him: "Have you two seen Xiao Feng Zhuiyun? Why haven't you seen those two people after such a long time?"

Lu Ji and Zhang Xiaohui were obviously taken aback when they heard this.

Zhang Xiaohui thought for a while and said, "I'm not very familiar with them, I only heard that they went to the back mountain of Cuijia Village and said there was something there."

Lu Ji also nodded, and said: "I heard that too, but I don't know what to look for, they are mysterious, and we can't figure out their details."

Heifeng squinted his eyes when he heard this, his master Qiankun Cave Master arranged for someone to watch for him, if he let his master know that these two people were gone, I don't know how to blame him.

He thought for a while, and said: "This matter is of great importance. I don't know if they are dead or not. Why don't you two go to the back mountain of Cuijia Village to see how it is, so that nothing happens."

Lu Ji and Zhang Xiaohui looked at each other and nodded.

Zhang Xiaohui said to Heifeng, "Then we'll go back."

I saw them turning into two monster winds and heading for the distance.

Seeing this, Hei Feng's heart calmed down, he was not afraid of these two running away.

Because his master, Cave Master Qiankun, said that these people came here for treasures, and if they ran away, they would never get the treasures they wanted.

With this in mind, Hei Feng closed his eyes and meditated.

Jin Buhuan suddenly said: "Seeing Ji Dian's face, it is obvious that the poison is deep and his mana is getting worse. If Wu Chen does not appear within two hours, Ji Dian may be buried here."

Hei Feng opened his eyes suddenly, and said word by word: "What? Ji Dian is going to die here? He has such a high level of cultivation, why is he going to die so soon."

Jin Buhuan sneered and said: "You don't know, I am able to rule the world, relying on my poisonous power, especially after reaching the realm of becoming a fairy, the poisonous power in my body is even more difficult to meet opponents."

"Furthermore, the poisonous gas I put into your magic circle is the poison I have accumulated for decades. This kind of poison will melt all over the body when people touch it."

"Jidian's ability to persist so quietly has opened my eyes."

Hearing this, Hei Feng moved aside, away from some Jin Buhuan.

He said politely: "Why didn't King Jin tell me before?".

Chapter 153 Strange Village, Nameless Monster

Jin Buhuan chuckled and said, "Why should I tell you? Of course I have a definite idea in my heart, it's not something you can guess."

Hei Feng's face was slightly angry, he looked at Ji Dian who was worse than death, suddenly thought of something, and fell silent.

Seeing him like this, Jin Buxuan frowned and said, "Lingyin Temple, the orthodox Buddhist way, has always been the great enemy of our demon world. Even if he is killed, he will be willing to kill him. Besides, don't you hate Lingyin Temple?"

"Although everyone in Lingyin Temple thinks they are the right way, they all betray the rules and regulations of the right way. Not only do they marry people from the demon world, but they also destroy your emotions."

"Even if these people die ten thousand times, there is nothing to be sorry about."

When Heifeng heard Jin Buhuan's words, he suddenly laughed at himself. He said, "I'm just a worker under my master. What's the use of Jin Dawang telling me these things."

Jin Buhuan let out a low voice, and said coldly: "Then what are you thinking now, can you tell me."

Thinking what?

What will he think?

He spends night after night alone?

Who else is worthy of his nostalgia?

Is it a white figure?

That figure kept colliding with his heart, but unfortunately that person was no longer with him.

He called that person's name again and again.

Too bad that person never heard it.

Hei Feng's back at the moment was extremely lonely, and he said hoarsely: "Great King Jin is worrying too much, what do we people in the demon world miss? It's nothing more than the emotions of the mortal world."

"However, I am waiting for the Yaozu to practice endlessly. If I put my mind on it, it will not be good."

His words seemed to be talking to himself again, making Jin Buhuo confused.