Zhou Wen was playing games in the Buddhist temple to brush up dungeons, and didn't care much about the silence outside.
But Jing Jing outside couldn't help but care about Zhou Wen. Although Zhou Wen was in the Buddhist hall, Jing Jing couldn't see him at all, but she always felt as if there was a gaze looking at her in the Buddhist hall.
"I'm no worse than you." An Jing forced herself to concentrate and continued to read the Little Prajna Sutra.
Perhaps because of the catfish effect, since Zhou Wen came, Jing Jing felt that she seemed to be able to persevere more, and her progress seemed to be faster.
I used to quietly read the Little Prajna Sutra for an hour, and I felt that my body and spirit had reached their limits and I couldn't hold on any longer.
But for some reason, or because Zhou Wen seemed to be looking at her psychologically, Jing Jing persisted for an hour and a half this time, feeling that she hadn't reached her limit yet.
Zhou Wen had no idea that he still had such a role, so he leaned against a pillar inside the Buddha Hall to play games.
The blood-colored villain entered the deer platform again, and the fake immortals on the first two floors had been cleared away. Zhou Wen directly controlled the blood-colored villain to climb to the third highest floor.
"Could Lord Emperor be on the third floor? If she is really here, I can find her weakness in the game. Once I can defeat her, I can go to reality to make her look good." Zhou Wen was in a slightly moody mood. Somewhat excited, after letting the blood-colored villain climb to the third floor, his eyes quickly looked at the situation inside.
Similar to the second floor, there is only one dimensional creature in the third floor, which is a glamorous fairy in white, sitting on the throne.
"Could she be Lord Emperor?" Zhou Wen secretly guessed in his heart, but he didn't hesitate, and directly ordered Zhulong to use the hole candle vision, and looked at the white fairy.
Zhou Wen also stared at the white-clothed fairy, and saw that the white-clothed fairy waved her backhand, and a white jade pipa appeared in her arms.
Fortunately, Zhou Wen was prepared and used the real body of the demon dragon, but was shocked by the sound wave, and flew out backwards, spitting blood, and hit the stone pillar of the hall.
But almost at the same time, the female fairy in white was also taken in by Zhulong's hole candle vision, and a reminder to kill the jade pipa spirit appeared on the phone screen.
"So it's the jade pipa essence, not that demon concubine!" Zhou Wen was slightly disappointed.
The legendary Xuanyuan Three Demons, the nine-headed pheasant spirit, the jade pipa spirit, and the nine-tailed demon fox, Zhou Wen had already seen the first two, but there was no trace of the nine-tailed demon fox.
Although flying to the deer platform from the air, there will be a phantom of a nine-tailed demon fox, but that is just a phantom, not the real body. The vision of the hole candle can only illuminate the main body, and it is useless to the phantom.
Controlling the blood-colored villain to search on the third floor, logically speaking, Lutai should not be so simple, and he can be sure that the jade pipa essence is definitely not the emperor.
But Zhou Wen searched the three floors of the ancient building several times, but found nothing, let alone hidden treasures, not even a dimensional crystal.
"It seems that the real secrets of the deer tower should be below, but where is the entrance below? There is no such gap in the game, how do I get in?" Zhou Wen tried to bombard the deer tower with a candle dragon, but the deer tower seemed to be hidden. Protected by some kind of mysterious power, even the hole candle vision cannot break the deer platform.
Zhou Wen turned back and forth on the deer platform for countless times, but he couldn't find the entrance below.
Unable to find the entrance, Zhou Wen had no choice but to temporarily abandon the Lutai, continue to brush other dungeons, and at the same time practice the soul of life without taboos in the Small Buddha Temple.
For several days in a row, Zhou Wen spent most of his time in the Small Buddha Temple, and every time he came, he could see An Jing watching the small Prajna Sutra stele there.
On this day, Zhou Wen was brushing the dungeon, when suddenly he saw the light shining in the yard, and the brilliance came in from the gate of the Buddhist hall, illuminating the entire interior of the Buddhist hall.
Zhou Wen frowned slightly, and walked out of the Buddhist hall to look, only to see Jing Jing standing in front of the stone tablet, with a ray of light emitting from her body, and a sun-like light and shadow condensed on her body.
The light and shadow looked somewhat similar to the ancient emperor condensed by Zhou Wen. They were all photochemical virtual shapes, and their appearance was also like a person.
The difference is that the ancient emperor is a purely human-shaped light and shadow, and the quiet light and shadow looks like he is still holding a photochemical bow and arrow in his hand, and the light and shadow looks more feminine, not as majestic as the ancient emperor, but more slender.
"Shooting the Sun Jue is indeed similar to the Ancient Emperor's Sutra, but there are also differences." Zhou Wen looked at it for a while, and was about to turn around and go back to the Buddha Hall to continue brushing his copy, but was stopped by Quiet.
"Zhou Wen, it's time to settle our affairs." Jing Jing said while staring at Zhou Wen.
"Is there anything between us that needs to be settled?" Zhou Wen turned around, looked at Jing Jing and asked.
Jing Jing's eyes narrowed slightly: "I beat you once, don't you want to win it back?"
"I never regarded you as my opponent." Zhou Wen shook his head slightly, turned around and was about to go back to the Buddha Hall.
"Stop." Zhou Wen's words aroused a quiet fighting spirit. Her life soul combined with her body, causing her whole body to radiate the light of the sun, and a bow and arrow made of condensed light appeared in her hand. .
Zhou Wen's words can be understood as never treating An Jing as an enemy, but it can also be understood that he has never put An Jing in his eyes. Jing Jing obviously thinks that Zhou Wen has the latter's mentality.
She pulled back the radiant bow and arrow in her hand, pointed at Zhou Wen's back and continued, "Take my arrow, and the grievances between us will be wiped out from now on."
As soon as Jing Jing finished speaking, she suddenly felt a blur in front of her eyes. The light on Zhou Wen's body was blooming, which was more dazzling than the brilliance on her body, and the man had already arrived in front of her, and his fist like the sun was about to bombard her. on the face.
Jing Jing gritted her teeth and backed away, raising the bow and arrow in her hand to block.
boom!
Jing Jing was sent flying out by Zhou Wen's punch with his bow and arrow. Like a cannonball, it crossed a distance of more than ten meters and slammed into the wall of the temple.
Wow!
Jing Jing opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, the light on his body dimmed, and he fell to the ground.
"As you wish, don't bother me anymore." Zhou Wen was really not in the mood to play those children's games quietly.
Back in the Buddhist hall, Zhou Wen continued to brush the copy, while sitting quietly on the ground, motionless for a long time.
I still remember that she defeated Zhou Wen with one move, but now, she couldn't even block Zhou Wen's punch.
After a long time, An Jing wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth, stood up from the ground, her eyes gradually became firm, she glanced in the direction of the Buddhist temple, turned around and walked out of the small Buddhist temple.
"I must defeat you." Although the purpose is exactly the same as before, the quiet state of mind now is completely different from before.