The branches and leaves of the 10,000-year-old dragon blood tree covered the sky and the sun, and Ning Ning only noticed that it was raining after escaping a distance into the woods.
The pattering raindrops passed through the gaps between the leaves, scrambling to fall to the ground, shattering into tiny pearls that reflected the shimmering light.
The rainy night is foggy, and the fragrance of flowers surrounds the shadows of the trees. In the past, it must have been a fascinating and beautiful scene, but the entire ancient wood forest was covered with blood, which inexplicably became a bit more depressing and terrifying.
It's like soaking in the blood pool, and the blood droplets are falling down.
"This 10,000-year-old tree has become a monster, and it is inexplicably stained with demonic energy. With the strength of our two Golden Core Stages, we will definitely not be able to defeat it."
Su Qinghan sighed that other people's children are good, and calmly analyzed the current situation: "What's more, your junior brother is injured, once the fight starts, we have no time to care. It's better to evacuate first and find—"
Before she could finish her sentence, the rest of the words were stuck in her throat.
But in the blink of an eye, the vegetation in the forest suddenly moved at the same time. As if receiving some kind of order, the vines and branches swept up in the air, making an offensive gesture.
"Not good."
Su Qinghan laughed dryly and lowered his voice: "It seems that the tree is strong enough to control the entire forest... Unless it is set on fire, we may not be able to get out."
As soon as she finished speaking, Fujieda all rushed forward as far as she could see.
This is a lush forest, and almost every tree has become a puppet of the dragon's blood tree at this time, and the thrill is evident.
The sturdy branches are unbelievably strong and terrifyingly flexible at the same time. Under the influence of the hazy blood mist, they have the strength to sign up for the role of "The Catastrophe of the Python 3".
As far as their posture is concerned, I am afraid that even seeing a real python will shout that the little thing is really beautiful.
If you want to respond to the enemy, naturally there is no way to fly with the sword. Su Qinghan was about to withdraw his sword when he heard Ning Ning shout, "Senior Sister Su, wait!"
She was puzzled, and the other party hurriedly added: "If we are entangled here, we really have no chance to go out! Let's fly back!"
Su Qinghan's eyes jumped, and he quickly understood what she meant.
Now that the entire forest is under control, if you fight to the death with weeds and weeds here, you will only end up exhausted and swallowed by branches.
To capture the thief first capture the king, in order to solve this mutation, we can only start from the ten thousand year dragon blood tree.
The two sword lights turned around suddenly. Although Pei Ji became a bloody man, most of them were traumatic injuries. By biting his teeth, he could also cut off the vines they were trying to approach—
Of course, his "biting one's teeth", for Ning Ning, belonged to the level where he could die directly with one kick of two legs.
They didn't go very far, so they got back quickly.
The appearance of the dragon's blood tree was even more terrifying than before. The bark cracked several long and deep openings out of thin air. The resin like blood plasma slowly fell down, and it was pieced together into the shape of a crying face.
It's outrageous, like straying into a horror movie set.
Aware of the stranger's breath, Gu Teng turned an angle sensitively, and after seeing the appearance of the person, he trembled triumphantly, as if he was quite unexpected.
"Junior Sister Ning, it seems that we can really deal with this tree with the strength of three people."
To Ningning's surprise, Su Qinghan not only did not show the slightest fear, but a smile overflowed from the bottom of his eyes, pulling the corners of his lips slightly: "In my opinion, although the dragon's blood tree has a long lifespan, this What we use at times is demonic energy, not the spiritual power accumulated over ten thousand years. If we look at demonic energy, it is far from enough to practice the Taoism of ten thousand years of practice. If we try our best to fight, maybe we can have Odds."
As she spoke, she became uncontrollably excited, her chest heaving up and down, and the smile in her eyes became more and more obvious: "Even if we die here today, we will not lose if we can use sword skills to compete with the famous Ten Thousand Years Dragon Blood Tree. After waiting for a long time, I can finally meet some interesting opponents... Fortunately!"
Ning Ning glanced at her in horror.
Although I had indeed heard that Su Qinghan of Wanjianzong was an out-and-out sword idiot, who did not speak to the sword with all his heart, and had a very crazy temperament, but seeing it with his own eyes today, he was still surprised.
Senior Sister Su, it turns out that you are not a straight girl of steel, but such Senior Sister Su
Super sophomore but also super handsome!
Seeing the vines rushing in, Ning Ning and Su Qinghan took their swords at the same time.
She couldn't worry about Pei Ji, and as soon as she looked up at him, the young man pursed his lips and looked away at the moment when his eyes met, his throat moved slightly, and his tone was stiff: "Don't bother Senior Sister."
Ning Ning was directly pierced by Su Qinghan mercilessly before, and has lost the ability to communicate with Pei Ji normally, so he snorted, and he was too lazy to fight the villainous female supporting character: "Don't worry, I will find a way. take you out."
After a pause, he struggled unwillingly: "Don't forget the spiritual stone you gave me."
After she finished speaking, she took the sword and walked forward. The dragon's blood tree has a deep background, and I don't know how turbulent aura it contains, and the spiritual energy of human cultivation can easily be exhausted to the bottom. If you want to win, you must fight quickly.
In the center of the weeping face on the tree trunk, there was a dark brown jade stone in the shape of amber, exuding a ghostly light in the blood mist.
Su Qinghan nodded and said, "That should be the magic crystal. Destroying it will destroy the foundation of the monster, similar to the human heart. How about we focus on that?"
Ning Ning nodded, the star-marked sword in his hand made a buzzing sound, and pure white light overflowed from the pearl on the hilt.
Since it is "star marks", it is the word "quick" that pays attention to.
The sword light swirled, slashing down several vines that came from the strong attack, and rolled up the cold wind. However, the more she moved forward, the more she felt something was wrong.
Compared with the surrounding vines, the vine branches that attacked him became stronger and stronger. As if the previous attack was just a pretense, the real purpose was to lure the enemy into deep—
But what is the reason for the dragon's blood tree to let them get close
Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden tremor under his feet.
Ning Ning's heart stagnated, and she looked sideways and shouted, "Senior Sister Su, be careful!"
At the same time as her voice, there was another loud noise that was even more deafening.
I saw that the soil around the dragon blood tree seemed to be trembling, and it began to shake violently. There was something looming, and it was about to break out of the ground—
With a loud bang, a tree root with the thickness of three people hugged suddenly rose from the ground and swooped straight towards Ningning!
It turned out to be so.
The roots of the dragon's blood tree can't be stretched at will. The reason why they are tempted to come forward is to wait for the rabbits and let them... become the nutrients for the survival of the roots.
Ning Ning's heart tightened, and he was about to swing his sword to meet the enemy, but unexpectedly, a sword qi suddenly flashed behind him and split the root of the tree in half.
She thought it was Su Qinghan, but she smelled a very strong bloody smell.
The smell was getting closer and closer, with a fiery temperature and a faint scent of fresh soap, almost walking to a distance from her.
Ning Ning was about to turn back, but was blindfolded by the other party.
The young man's hand seemed to have just been carefully wiped, not bloodied like the rest of his body. Suddenly, she heard a voice in her ear.
It was Pei Ji's voice, cold and indifferent, as if he was forcibly suppressing some kind of unbearable pain, but it also concealed a softness that was difficult to detect, perhaps even he himself did not notice.
He said, "Close your eyes and don't look."
Ning Ning was stunned.
All this happened in an instant, and Pei Ji quickly let go. However, even if he let go, Ning Ning couldn't see the surrounding scene clearly, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of dim fog, and he could only see the shadowy shadows.
The sound of tree roots breaking out of the ground came one after another, and the smell of blood around her became stronger. She frowned: "Pei Ji!"
Ning Ning was blindfolded by the demonic energy he released, so he could not see the scenes further away, but Su Qinghan and the elders outside Xuanjing who were present could see it clearly.
Someone stood up in awe, his voice trembling: "This... this is!"
Tian Xianzi frowned, and put down the white jade cake in his hand.
Pei Ji wanted to use her life to urge her to gamble with her life.
This move will undoubtedly put him in a dead end.
He was already seriously injured, but now he uses all the remaining spiritual energy in his body to break through the sea of consciousness and unleash the greatest potential. Even if he can defeat the dragon blood tree, he will be severely injured that is difficult to repair.
What's more, the black aura shrouded beside him...
The boy's whole body exudes a strong magical energy, as if an invisible barrier enveloped him.
The pure black aura like smoke and mist diffused in his cold brows and eyes, smearing the dark pupils into a dull and dull, reminiscent of a calm deep pool, too dangerous to approach.
But, Pei Ji carefully hugged a little girl in his arms before.
The thin lips that were already pale were almost bloodless, he frowned, and silently recited a secret in his heart.
This is an extremely grotesque and treacherous scene. The demonic energy is like an evil spirit escaping from purgatory, clinging to the back of the boy like a shadow; the thick bloodshot is like a tide, completely drowning the whites of his eyes; His face turned white as paper.
Pei Ji walked up to Ning Ning without saying a word, protected her behind him without a trace, and clenched the long sword in his hand.
The sword qi belonging to the right path and the unstoppable demon qi surged together, forming a brilliance of light and dark.
Layers of sword light cut through the thorns, like unstoppable lightning and thunder, splitting the thick blood mist around in one fell swoop. The sword energy was like the wind and the horses, blowing away the cascading branches and leaves on the top of the tree, a drop of rain fell, and wet the boy's blood-stained long eyelashes.
Pei Ji raised her eyes intently, and in the dark pupils, cold light and blood light condensed into a surging sword intent.
There is no trace of light and shadow, no trace of the sword.
It only takes an instant to break through the layers of giant vines.
Just this sword at stake.
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On the other side, singing Moon Peak.
After He Zhizhou went back and brought back his distraught good brother Xu Ye, he continued to stumble forward.
But what is he.
He is afraid of heights.
Let a person who is afraid of heights fly with Yujian, and there are eyes behind him that can stab him to death with his eyes at any time.
The degree of difficulty in this matter is no different from letting the gourd baby recognize the snake spirit as his grandfather and drive in public on Jinjiang Literature Network. He is still the kind of NP.
He flew in a daze, and he was going to sail tonight, but unfortunately he didn't fly to Happy Planet, but came to a ghost place that he didn't know where it was.
The reason why I stopped here is simply that there is no way to go further down, and it is all boundless ocean.
The moment the flying sword fell to the ground, He Zhizhou was as happy as a child, and put his arms around Xu Ye's neck: "Ye, we finally escaped from the clutches! Next, we just need to wait for Ning Ning to converge—wait, where did this come from? "
Xu Ye exhaustedly pointed to the scratches on his face, with a weak tone: "Who did this."
He Zhizhou laughed awkwardly: "I'm sorry, me."
"Then here," he said blankly, and pointed to the bloodstain on his arm, "who did it."
He Zhizhou did not dare to speak and raised his right hand.
Xu Ye: "Then do you think I've escaped the clutches now?"
"Yeah, you can't say that."
He Zhizhou coaxed him carefully: "He Zhizhou is a creature, compared to the visions there, it's a little trouble. Look, I've brought you to this absolutely safe place, how could there be something more terrifying than that forest? —"
Before he could finish speaking, he took a breath of cold air, and his whole body froze like a frozen ice lolly, and suddenly froze into a straight line.
Xu Ye turned his head back lightly.
Xu Ye closed his eyes with a peaceful expression, and was so frightened that he fainted.
—In the mid-air behind him, a giant bird the size of a house flew. Naked and long tailed, his orange eyes were actually snake-like vertical pupils, exuding a faint glow in the misty rain.
Those are the eyes that carnivores naturally show when they see food.
Seeing the giant bird leaning down, its sharp claws were about to touch He Zhizhou's body, and suddenly a Buddha's light flashed, causing him to narrow his eyes.
The giant bird screamed and returned to the sky again, but a pair of strange pupils were still staring at them.
So, so.
What the hell is going on here? !
"Don't worry, don't worry, with this vajra shield, the mysterious bird won't hurt you at all for the time being."
He Zhizhou followed the voice and saw a little monk meditating not far away.
The monk looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old. Although he was bald, his face was very beautiful even for a straight man. With bright eyes and white teeth, and a face as white as porcelain, not to mention a sense of holiness that cannot be offended, it is even more difficult to look away.
And beside the little monk, there were actually five unfamiliar monks gathered, also in the Vajra hood.
"It's a man-eating mysterious bird, and it's here on purpose."
The monk gave him a slight smile, and the young man said like a clear spring: "We can't do anything about it, we can only hide here."
He Zhizhou hurriedly thanked: "Thank you. May I ask you who is...?"
"This is the little master Mingkong of Fanyin Temple, and fellow Daoists don't know him?"
The little monk didn't speak, but a Yinxiu next to him spoke up first. Seeing He Zhizhou shaking his head blankly, he said in amazement, "Do you know, fellow Taoist, that there are three peerless exercises in Fanyin Temple today?"
He Zhizhou was silent for a while, and then asked tentatively, "That... The mighty Heavenly Dragon, the World Honored Ksitigarbha, the Prajna Buddhas, Prajnaba Mabang?"
"It's the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty, Wuxiang Kalpa and King Kong Body Protection."
Yin Xiu glanced at him and laughed a few times towards Ming Kong, with a bit of flattery: "Among them, the Vajra Body Protection Technique is the most difficult, and it takes at least a hundred years for ordinary Buddhist practitioners to reach the third level; And our little master Mingkong only took ten years!"
ten years.
That is indeed a genius!
He Zhizhou turned into a little fan brother Xingyan, and continued to ask curiously, "What about other exercises?"
There was an eerie silence.
Mingkong looked at him with a smile in his eyes, and he was carrying a clear breeze and moon, detached from the dust. The impeccable facial features are covered with a thin layer of light, reflecting the whole person as noble and pure as the flowers of the snowy mountains, with a natural Buddha nature.
He Zhizhou saw him raise his right hand with a smile, and slowly made a circle around his bright bald head.
Like a round duck egg.
The meaning is clearly put there: Young Master doesn't know, I didn't expect it.
"After all, it's the three peerless exercises. It's already very powerful to be able to practice one."
Yinxiu rubbed his hands together and smiled, staring at Mingkong's profile: "Apart from these three, the rest of Mingkong's little master's exercises must be superb, right?"
Mingkong glanced at him lightly.
Then he pursed his lips and smiled, and raised both hands at the same time.
Then around the two eyes, like the dark circles of a panda, two circles were drawn around the eye sockets.
This action was a bit silly, and He Zhizhou laughed.
Yo, the little monk is quite humorous and naughty.
- So your progress in other exercises is all 0! Pianke is not like this! You can still say it with a smile, is this the genius of your Fanyin Temple? He Zhizhou probably had never seen anyone more unreliable than himself, and his eyes widened in shock on the spot, and he gave a thumbs up and called him an expert.
"People don't offend me, and I don't offend others. The so-called people who seek Buddhahood and ask questions follow one's heart, fate, and nature. Since they already have the art of protecting their lives and self-defense, why bother to hurt others?"
Mingkong maintained the posture of Guanyin sitting on the lotus, and his beautiful eyes were as clear as the stars and moon: "It is enough to practice the magic of Vajra body protection."
The Yinxiu over there had already started yelling, "As expected of the little master Mingkong" and "the monks take compassion as their heart", but He Zhizhou thought that this person had a problem with his brain.
Mingkong glanced at the crowd with his eyes bent, and there was no panic and panic in the clean and clear voice of the young man: "Don't worry, all the benefactors. If you want to serve the Buddhas, dragons and elephants, you must first be the horses and cattle of all living beings. Every kind of trauma is a time. When you are mature, you can only go further in the process of cultivating Taoism by overcoming this difficulty.”
He Zhizhou was silent.
Dude, it's not mature.
You're about to get acquainted right away, okay
He kept complaining in his heart, and Xu Ye, who was beside him, seemed to regain consciousness and moved slightly.
At the same time, the mysterious bird, who was unwilling to let go of the food, swooped down and met his eyes through a golden shroud.
So when Xu Ye woke up, he saw his extremely unreliable Brother He and the legendary Xuan Niao confronting each other. After a moment of silence, he shouted confidently: "Don't look at me! If you make it into food, you will suffer!"
Xu Ye thought it was just a dream.
How could He Zhizhou be so hard-hearted at this time? Could it be that he was just used to being funny and playing tricks on weekdays, but now when he encounters a dangerous moment, he—
One of his words hadn't completely crossed his mind.
He saw He Zhizhou bow his head grimly, and took out a snake shadow grass known for its bitterness and stench from his bag.
Then, without hesitation, he smashed it and smeared it on his face.
Really bitter.
Xu Ye:…
Are you sick, bro! Who's suffering is really hard on the head, and then pass it to others to eat! Isn't this just giving it for nothing? I beg you to have some fighting spirit!
What he didn't expect was that Xuan Niao seemed to really understand what he said.
Lumingshan Fuxiu, who was watched by two orange pupils, shivered.
"Don't look at me! I'm a hard-hearted person, my stomach is full of toughness, and it's not delicious!"
He paused for a moment, then pointed to another person not far away: "He's not bad! He's scum, he won't get his teeth stuck when he eats it." - Bao Cai! Lumingshan found a ghost!
No, no, no, He Zhizhou's fool's disease can be contagious? ! Do you all have this kind of virtue? ! What's wrong with this world? !
"I bother!"
Mei Xiu, who was pointed out, got up angrily: "Master Xuanniao, you need a clear lesson! People say that I am cold-blooded and ruthless. This blood is a thief with frozen teeth."
Xuanniao's strange vertical pupils shrank slightly, and there was a bit of a joke.
Mei Xiu will never forget, when he finished the above paragraph, the holy-level spirit beast that controls life and death sneered, and told him in a black and white impermanent life-threatening tone: "It doesn't matter, I only eat acquaintances. ."
Mei Xiu's heart immediately followed these words on the road.
So scary, so scary.
Xu Ye was stunned, this group of monks were abnormal, and even Xuan Niao was led to the gutter, the only one on the scene who looked more serious...
It seems that there is only a small master Mingkong from Fanyin Temple.
This is a well-known genius, the master of the Vajra body protection magic, not to mention that Buddhist practitioners are all serious and serious, and they will definitely not make any moths.
So he endured the pain and moved closer to Mingkong: "Little Master, what's the situation now?"
"Why are there always tears in the eyes of the donor?"
Mingkong lowered his eyes to meet him, frowning with incomparable love, and his voice was as clear as a mountain spring: "If I were a deer in the mountains, I would definitely die because of the intense sadness in your eyes."
After a pause, he said again: "Why don't you look up at the starry sky with me and see the color of the rain in the sky. The Buddha said, who is the cause, and who is the fruit, the cause and effect—ah, this mountain. Ah, this water ."
Xu Ye: Cao, can you speak human language
So the completely useless landscape in the following sentence is just that you really can't make it up, just add it randomly! There is too little coherence to connect, okay? Buddha didn't say that at all, did he
Mingkong, the poor little deer, had nothing to do, but he was already scared to death.
In a trance, he heard someone shouting three missing one not far away, and waited until the flowers were all gone.
It turns out that this is the elite disciple of the major sects, he loves, loves.
Feeling that his outlook on life had been severely impacted, the young Jianxiu put a blank face and found a corner where no one cared about it and squatted silently.
He is so lonely, pitiful and helpless, like a baby abandoned by the world. The only concern in his heart is Senior Sister Su Qinghan, who doesn't know where he is now.
Sister, do you know
The sky blue is waiting for the misty rain, and your Twilight is waiting for you.