The monks in the entire Fanyin Temple knew that Senior Brother Mingjing was cold, reserved and unfriendly, until one day someone accidentally passed by in the secret realm and found that he had thrown Junior Brother Mingkong into the sky with a hammer.
Mingkong's smile has been stopped at the corner of his mouth, looking far away, he can only see the head of a glowing person flying in the air.
Taking a closer look, his body was straight again, and Mingjing held his ankle and hit the clock on the clock, like a wobbly human-shaped wiper. The situation was so strange that children would have nightmares for half a year.
The bell rang, all the animals were startled, and the golden light spread out in the gradually dimming sky like waves swaying layer by layer.
Xu Ye covered his ears and used his sword energy to resist the endless Reiatsu, his scalp tingling from the toss: "Why do I think Ming Kong's head is better than Zhong Chu?"
What he said was true. As a genius disciple in the Fanyin Temple, Mingkong has practiced the Vajra Body Protection Magic for many years, and his body has gradually surpassed the realm of ordinary people.
To be honest, from the perspective of absolute fairness and justice, Ming Kong is far better than his senior brother's original Zhong Chu—
Even if you want to compare the crispness of the two voices, you only need to knock the little monk's bald head on the Brahma bell, and at the moment when the skull is in close contact with the black iron, you can win the championship without any suspense without too many words.
Ning Ning was amazed by the tsk tsk, the secret way of immortal cultivation world is really talented.
In the front, there are suona, Brahma, bell, and erhu. After that, there are bells and pestles. Maybe this is the legend of "making the best use of things and making the best use of people's talents."
The two disciples of the Imperial Beast Sect were originally invincible, but now they are not like the Xuanxu Sword Sect who can use the sword energy as a shield, and were smashed by the bell to the point where they could stand unsteadily. Well, we admit defeat!"
The moment the voice sounded, the sound of the Brahma bell faded away, leaving an unending reverberation in the air.
A mountain is even taller, and there are talents everywhere in the cultivation world.
The two of the Imperial Beast Sect would never have expected that their proud actions would be restrained by even more saucy routines, so they had to hand in all the tokens on their bodies with tears in their eyes. And faded out of the secret realm of trials.
Mingkong Mingjing obviously found Ning Ning and others long ago, and after taking the token, they all looked over.
Qiao Yan was frightened by the scene of the human body bell and pestle just now, and subconsciously took a step back and stood beside Ning Ning.
"Amitabha."
Mingkong smiled and folded his hands together and bowed slightly: "The Buddha said that looking back five hundred times in the past life can be exchanged for one pass in this life. The little monk and the donors are so predestined, it must be a blessing accumulated in the previous life. "
Buddha: Go away, I didn't say that.
"Congratulations, Master!"
Mingjing also has a slight hook on the corner of his mouth, and his whole body is full of elegant and easy-going people belonging to Buddhist youth: "After we parted from Mount Yi many years ago, you and I have never seen each other again. It is fate to see you today."
He Zhizhou rarely meets an equal opponent, Ye Zongheng is one, and this Master Mingjing is also one.
With this level of shamelessness, Tsinghua University and Peking University will add a special discipline for him, called "Challenging the Limits of Human Beings - Bringing You into the School of Cheeky".
With a little development, it can also be sent to the national cultural heritage, and staying with the group of thick ancient city walls can be regarded as recognizing the ancestors.
He Zhizhou: …
He Zhizhou: "Haha."
His little temper came up, and he didn't want to pay attention to the white-eyed wolf at all. He just wanted to turn his head to ignore him with a backbone, and the next moment, he heard Mingjing continue:
"The little monk has always been grateful for the life-saving grace of the donor. Since we meet at this moment, let's give all the tokens that we have captured."
After saying that, he actually reached out to his cuff and took out eight square tokens.
He Zhizhou wanted to refuse.
But he gave too much.
"If all the tokens that were captured are given away, Master Mingjing will only have one of his own."
He Zhizhou looked like receiving red envelopes during the Spring Festival, and shoved politely with his relatives: "No, no, what if you are eliminated?"
Mingjing cooperated with him very sensible: "The monks do as they please, and everything is destined. The little monk came to this secret realm only for experience, and he don't need to worry too much."
Ning Ning watched her senior brother beautifully accept four of them, only to say "friends go together for a lifetime" to Mingjing, maybe this is the friendship between men, so she really doesn't understand.
She was silent for a moment and asked softly, "If it's getting late today and it's almost night, the two little masters don't know where they're going?"
Mingjing replied in a warm voice, completely lost the temperament of smashing people, just like a melancholy young man of literature and art: "Take the sky as the quilt and the ground as the seat. We monks are accustomed to ascetic cultivation, and we prefer to live between heaven and earth." Buddha said , the red dust is not my favorite, the fallen leaves are the destination."
When Buddha's wind comment was killed, Ning Ning's heart was beating non-stop, and his toes were about to go out of the three rooms and one hall.
He Zhizhou got the token, and he was so excited that he was so excited that he answered in a deep voice in the tone of a speech under the national flag: "It seems that we and the two little masters are destined to part today. It's a pity that the upper edge of Sanshengshi was wrong, and this life was created. The calamity that has passed over my shoulders is that the flowers will eventually fall, and the fate will end, alas!"
... You've entered the show so quickly!
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Mingkong Mingjing quickly said goodbye and left, while Ning Ning and his party followed Qiao Yan back to the hut by the waterfall to rest for a while.
The little fox was obsessed with the two monks, and asked as he walked, "My parents often say that there are many young talents in the cultivation world, are they referring to them?"
Ning Ning was silent for a moment: "This, Houlang, we always have to innovate and improve on the previous basis, otherwise, how can we kill Qianlang on the beach."
It was almost evening when they returned to the waterfall, and they worked hard all day today. Unexpectedly, not only did the bamboo baskets come to nothing, but they didn’t catch anything except the tokens, and there were more and more doubts, which made people completely confused. .
The whereabouts of the demons and the spirit fox lineage in the water mirror formation, and the most crucial place of the sun-burning bow, are all in the fog, and Ning Ning can only glimpse a faint corner, but he can't see clearly.
Qiao Yan had a fiery temper. After returning to the settlement, she hurriedly led everyone to find Qin Niang, her ears drooping softly, and briefly described the general process of the incident.
"Sunburning Bow... gone?"
The woman in the wheelchair coughed lightly, and Liu Mei frowned slightly: "How can... cough!"
Halfway through speaking, he raised his eyes and looked straight at the daughter beside him: "Mother told you a long time ago, don't go to the West Mountain to take risks, neither the Fire Phoenix nor the Demon Race can be solved by you - if you think you are confused, you will come out when the time comes. It's an accident, so what should I do?"
"I-I just want to save you!"
Qiao Yan was stared at her heart, gritted her teeth and said: "The water mirror formation is declining day by day, if the demons break through it one day—"
"Little Yan."
Qinniang gently held her cold, trembling hand: "We are all dying people, relying on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the secret realm to survive. Once we leave this place and go to the outside world, we will soon die due to spiritual exhaustion. Listen. Mother said, wait for the little Taoist priests to finish their training and the door to the secret realm opens, then you will leave with them."
This is the first time between mother and daughter that the thin window paper has been pierced, and the matter will be told on the bright side.
How could Qiao Yan agree, and immediately shook her head with red eyes.
"Back then, we tried our best to get rid of the demons. What if you could get the Sunburning Bow?"
Qinniang continued to speak: "It has been several years since the war, presumably the underwater monsters have already recovered most of their strength, just waiting to break out, you will definitely not be able to eradicate them with your own strength - what's more, now the Sun-bow bow Don't know where to go yet."
As soon as these words came out, Qiao Yan was completely speechless.
Ning Ning glanced at her worriedly and asked Qinniang softly, "Speaking of this matter, do you have any eyebrows?"
The woman's face was paler than what she saw in the daytime today, presumably her spiritual power was diminishing all the time, and she couldn't support it for too long: "The sunburning bow has always been hidden in the secret door, and only the leader of the clan can obtain it. , Before the war, the jade pendant was kept by my husband, and later robbed by the fire phoenix. I don't know the inside story."
She paused, then said hesitantly, "Perhaps the demons used a trick to steal it, or the clan came out—"
At this point, he stopped suddenly.
The only divine bow that could resist the attack was stolen. If it wasn't for the Demon Clan to do it himself, it must be a traitor from the Linghu Clan. As for who the betrayal was, no one could make a rash decision.
"Even if the divine bow is still there, it won't change the situation in the slightest."
Qinniang looked in the direction of Qiao Yan again, and there was a hint of determination in her eyes: "Mother doesn't care about its whereabouts anymore, I just hope you can live well. Promise me, don't take risks again, When the secret realm opens, I will leave this place."
Qiao Yan gritted her teeth and didn't speak, her eyes were red and swollen, and she held back her tears.
She waited for so long, and finally waited for the Xianmen disciple who could defeat Huohuang, and pinned all her hopes in the divine bow, but now all her prayers were shattered in the blink of an eye, and she had to face an extremely cruel choice. —
Either escape the secret realm and live alone, or stay and die with the clan.
"The Linghu lineage has been in the secret realm for thousands of years, and now there is a sudden change. If you are buried here, you will have no inheritance. This matter is very important. You should go back to the room and think about it a lot. Fan."
Qinniang sighed, "If it's getting late today, if you don't dislike it, you can rest here."
She spoke in a restrained manner, and Ning Ning immediately understood that this was an expulsion order, lowered her voice and nodded: "We understand."
Everyone quickly said goodbye to Qinniang, and when they came out of the room, Qiao Yan had been in a state of extremely low pressure, and lowered her head without saying a word.
Just a few steps away, I met two unexpected people.
Ning Ning, who was standing behind and pushing the wheelchair, remembered that it was the fox child named "Xiao Zhao". When they confronted Niguang Island, it was this child who performed the illusion of the secret door under the waterfall to make it real.
The young man in front of him was sitting in a wheelchair, looking very handsome, with star-piercing eyebrows, thin lips and pale pink hair, and his head full of blue silk draped behind him, like a jet-black brocade hanging down, making his soft and fair face paler and paler. color.
Ning Ning was keenly aware that Qiao Yan, who was standing beside her, was stagnant, panicking.
"Sister Xiaoyan!"
The boy greeted her with a grin, and the unfamiliar boy in the wheelchair nodded and smiled, with a gentle voice: "Xiaoyan."
"Are you out for a walk?"
Because of the changes in the family, Qiao Yan had to force herself to develop a neat, unindecisive temperament, but this time, she rarely showed a restrained look, and her voice was dry and stiff: "Are you feeling better? ?"
The teenager smiled: "Well. I heard how tired you are today, remember to rest well."
Qiao Yan said "Oh", and then listened to him continue: "Seeing that the little priests are in a hurry, I won't bother you any more and say goodbye first."
The young man spoke in one go, Qiao Yan still nodded, but the ears that had been erected quietly drooped down.
"Okay, I get it now."
When the two of them walked further and further away from the field of vision, He Zhizhou suddenly realized and dragged his tone: "That's the boy you like, right?"
Qiao Yan blushed instantly, turned away from his sight, and after a while, leaned against the railing slumped, and answered with her hand on her cheek, "Yes."
"You two grew up in the fox clan together, you should be childhood sweethearts, right?"
Curious baby Xu Ye followed up: "Why do you feel so unfamiliar?"
"I like him, but he's not interested in me."
Qiao Yan raised her head with the support of her palm, looking at the clear blue sky like a clear mirror, her pupils were full of dark colors, like a dark swamp, which was breathless: "Especially after the war... He originally He would also talk to me gently and softly, but after the war, he deliberately distanced himself from me and became a lot more indifferent. Sometimes even if we met, we couldn’t say a word, just like strangers.”
Ning Ning is familiar with the major abusive works of ancient and modern China and foreign countries. She drank pot after pot of dog blood. She just felt that the plot sounded very familiar, and comforted her softly:
"Perhaps he doesn't hate you, but because he has lost his spiritual power, even walking is a problem, and he doesn't want to drag you down and make you spend too much time and thought on him, so he deliberately distances himself - this way, when you leave, It doesn't feel so sad."
"I don't want such 'intentional'."
Qiao Yan choked for a moment, stroked a string of green tassels on her wrist, and continued insisting: "Mother, too, always wants to decide things like this for me, but I don't want to do that at all—they always think it is For my own good, but I'm not afraid of dying."
No one spoke for a while.
Five young people with their own thoughts stood together on the promenade, watching the sunset on the horizon, the hazy orange afterglow being swallowed up by the distant mountains.
It was extremely quiet, but He Zhizhou finally spoke in a low voice, trying to awkwardly change the subject to comfort her: "Miss Qiao, this is Qiansi Sui in your hand? It's very beautiful."
She once said that she also gave one to the boy she liked, but unfortunately the other party didn't care and lost it at some point.
This time Xu Ye finally had the right to speak, and said solemnly: "I know this! I bought a box of mouth grease for my senior sister, and she disliked it when she accepted it, and she never took it out and used it."
He didn't know what to think, hehe laughed, and his ears turned light red: "But once I went to her room, I found that the box was carefully placed on the desk, and I could see it every day when I went back to the room. Kind of—so don't be too sad, maybe he's sneaking it up and taking it out every now and then."
Xu Ye couldn't go on, he covered his face and lowered his head to smile, his face flushed red.
As soon as these words came out, it was not Qiao Yan who changed her expression the most, but Pei Ji pursed her lips a little embarrassedly, her eyes darkened even more, and she lowered her head without saying a word.
Naturally, Ning Ning didn't notice the change in his expression. Following Qiao Yan's walk to the bar, she put her hand on her cheek and asked her, "Miss Qiao, what are you going to do when the secret realm opens?"
Qiao Yan was silent for a long time, and finally shook her head.
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After a hard day's work, everyone agreed to explore the whereabouts of the Sunburning Bow together tomorrow, and have a good rest tonight to restore their energy.
Ning Ning thought about it all the time and always felt that it was strange that he couldn't rest in the house, so he went out of the house and planned to breathe by himself.
In the evening, the entire secret realm was covered with a layer of blood, and the weather was as hot and cold as a scumbag.
The summer heat of the day has not dissipated, and the tops of the leaves and grass are crumpled into a wrinkled appearance, like an old patient who can't lift his strength.
The only cool thing is under the waterfall.
Ning Ning had planned to go there to enjoy the shade.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked to the water pool, I was caught off guard and saw a familiar figure.
—Pei Ji stood in front of the waterfall in black clothes, the splashing water mist woven into a fine white net, covering him all over.
Standing on the edge of the pool and looking from a distance, I could only vaguely see his dark shadow with vague facial features and a slender figure. His legs were so long that he could split her Heavenly Spirit Cover with any split.
The light of the water reflected the blood on the horizon, and when he looked closely, there were strands of black air flowing out from behind him, like a snake or vine circling up, cold, treacherous and silent, Ning Ning just looked at each other from a distance. , my heart trembled involuntarily.
By the way, it was once mentioned in the original book that Pei Ji's demonic energy relapsed in the secret realm, so he went into the water alone, trying to use the coolness of the pool to relieve the demonic energy and burn his body.
Then-
This passage was really written down, and before Ning Ning could remember what happened later, a beeping sound suddenly sounded in his mind.
So familiar, so charming, as if Lord Yama had hooked her soul in the middle of the night.
[Ding, mission released! ]
[You have been searching for a long time in the secret realm, and you have met your nemesis Pei Ji in the water! Pei Ji is full of demonic energy, so he must be unconscious and extremely weak. Thinking of the hardships he has made you suffer, you are determined to be ashamed.
I was planning to take the opportunity to sneak attack, but thinking of the elders outside the mysterious mirror, I suddenly had an idea and changed my mind—
If all the elders saw his demonic energy attack and hurt his fellow sect, it would definitely be a good show. ]
[Please follow the original plot, walk into the pool and approach Pei Ji, disturb his mind, and lead him into the devil. ]
"wait wait wait!"
Ning Ning glanced at the slender shadow of the young man in the mist, and hurriedly asked, "Now?!"
This move hurts the enemy one hundred and self-destructs eight thousand, not so much, really not so much!
With the relationship between the two of them, she will definitely not hurt him. If Pei Ji is not careful, what the elders will see is not "the devil's energy penetrates the body and hurts the same door", but "the flower girl dies like fireworks. , exploded into blood flowers in front of the waterfall".
The system should not hesitate: [Now, immediately, immediately. ]
Ning Ning: Oh.
Shut up, you fucking soymilk maker.