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Chapter 66 The Shock in Ten Days ([-])

On the mountain behind Jiang You, Jiang Youyue, who was sitting cross-legged, spat out a mouthful of blood and her momentum dropped sharply.

Shen Mubai, who was standing by, changed his face drastically. He unfolded the folding fan in his hand, and thousands of white lights converged on Jiang Youyue's head, completely cutting off her breath.

The calamity clouds in the sky lost their target and dispersed completely in an instant!

Rushing to Jiang Youyue, Shen Mubai supported her, with concern and confusion mixed on his face:
"How could this be? What disturbed your Taoist mind?"

Jiang Youyue opened her eyes, blood foam kept coming from the corners of her mouth, she covered her aching forehead and said:

"Jian...Jian Fusheng..."

After recounting her experience in the heart tribulation, Jiang Youyue turned her head to look at her senior brother and asked with great grievance:

"Senior brother, how could that bastard appear in my heart calamity?"

Shen Mubai pondered for a moment, sighed and said:
"Oh, from now on, before you go through the tribulation, don't provoke that guy!"

With that said, Shen Mubai took out a precious elixir, gently fed it into Jiang Youyue's mouth, and said:

"Junior sister, don't worry, this elixir can mend the soul's wounds. You just have to adjust your breathing for a while. Senior brother will come as soon as you go!"

……

In the martial arts arena, Jian Fusheng stepped on the hexagram and walked quickly among the rows of puppets, practicing the Changting Step he just learned yesterday.

There are nine levels of this set of footwork. Jian Fusheng can only perform the first level at present, but even so, he feels that his speed has increased by [-] to [-]%.

After bypassing one puppet after another, Jian Fusheng suddenly had an idea. He rose into the air with just a tip of his toes, jumped over three or four puppets, and landed as lightly as an autumn leaf riding the wind.

There was a long whistle, and Jian Fusheng couldn't help but feel happy.

On the second level of Changting Bu, he has already touched the threshold!

After adjusting his Taoist robe, Jian Fusheng stepped on the hexagram position again, walking quickly while sensing the flow of spiritual energy around him.

Just when the hexagram under his feet merged with the chaotic aura in the air, Jian Fusheng's eyes suddenly lit up, he kicked on the hexagram, and jumped up along with the soaring aura.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven...

After crossing seven puppets in one breath, Jian Fusheng stepped forward with his feet in the air. He kept moving forward.

Suddenly, a white light fell from the sky and stopped in front of Jian Fusheng.

Jian Fusheng couldn't stop the car and hit the white light!
boom!
After falling to the ground, Jian Fusheng touched his red forehead and looked at Shen Mubai hanging above with an angry look.

"Pretend...Mr. Shen, don't you know how to look at the road?"

Shen Mubai didn't say anything, raised his sleeves, and took out the folding fan!

Making love!

The folding fan chased Jian Fusheng and whipped him hard, causing him to scream and curl up on the ground.

It wasn't until Jian Fusheng's Taoist robe was beaten to pieces and red marks appeared on his body that Shen Mubai reached out and took back the folding fan.

Jian Fusheng was scared and angry. He looked at Shen Mubai angrily and asked with great grievance:
"You're a pretense, why did you hit me? You have to give me a reason first, right?"

Without saying a word, Shen Mubai took out a small golden cauldron from his arms and threw it at Jian Fusheng.

The small cauldron instantly grew in size and turned into a giant cauldron over two feet high, pinning Jian Fusheng upside down in the golden cauldron!With a cold snort, Shen Mubai turned into a white light and ran straight to the back mountain.

It turns out that Jian Fusheng's Taoist body Chengtian was humiliated by Jiang Youyue yesterday, and he was inevitably angry in his heart. Therefore, the way of heaven had a feeling, and his illusion was transformed into Jiang Youyue's mental calamity.

But this illusion is also the cultivation of the fifth level of Heavenly Dao Foundation. At the same level, Jiang Youyue is no match for Jian Fusheng!

That's why Shen Mubai came here in person and used a golden tripod to cut off Jian Fusheng's connection with the world of heaven. If not, even if Jiang Youyue's Taoist heart was indestructible, Jian Fusheng would still be in trouble.

Half an hour later, Jiang Youyue finished adjusting her breath and recovered to some extent from her injuries. Shen Mubai closed his folding fan, and the white light lingering above Jiang Youyue's head disappeared in an instant, and the calamity clouds in the sky reunited again!

Without Jian Fusheng as a troublemaker, Jiang Youyue could easily survive the calamity.

Bolts of lightning shot out from the calamity cloud, piercing the sky and heading straight for Jiang Youyue, turning into thunderballs amidst the rumbling thunder!

Jiang Youyue does not have the Taoist body of Chengtian, so Tianlei is not polite to her.

Every time a thunderball hits Jiang Youyue, tiny arcs of electricity will be splashed, leaving her disfigured.

Fortunately, Jiang Youyue was wearing purple and green neon clothes, and most of the power of the thunder ball was taken away by the neon clothes. After ten sticks of incense, she was finally able to carry it through...

As soon as the Heavenly Tribulation dissipated, the Heavenly Thunder that penetrated into Jiang Youyue's body instantly began to replenish itself. The burns on her body healed quickly, and a Taoist platform like a jade lotus rose from Jiang Youyue's Dantian.

As tiny electric sparks drilled into the platform, the cracks spreading everywhere began to shrink slowly, and disappeared soon!
The Taoist platform healed itself, Jiang Youyue's eyes emitted two rays of light, and the surrounding auras surged in like a tsunami. All of them were absorbed into her body, and her aura also skyrocketed!

Shen Mubai nodded with satisfaction, took out a purple medicinal plant from his arms, rubbed it gently in his hands, and crushed it into wisps of purple aura, which floated towards Jiang Youyue.

Half an hour later, Jiang Youyue slowly stood up and was already at the ninth level of foundation building!

……

Since Jian Fusheng was imprisoned in the cauldron, he began to jump up and down, dashing left and right, trying to break through the cauldron. Unfortunately, he struggled for a long time and only got pain all over his body.

It was pitch dark inside the cauldron and he couldn't see anything. Jian Fusheng simply closed his eyes and began to ponder the Book of Emergence that he had been given to him.

"Once I come back from enlightenment, I can't cut off my long-cherished kindness with a swing of a sword. I have come to the world of mortals and sailed across thousands of boats. The truth is hanging high in one sail..."

Although this Heart Sutra is straightforward and easy to understand, it is less philosophical and more poetic than Taoist classics such as the Tao Te Ching. It is more like it was written by a scholar who traveled around the world.

However, the narrative of this sutra is gentle and the artistic conception is lofty. After Jian Fusheng carefully read it, he actually got a trace of the Tao Yuan that goes back and forth in the world of mortals, and the manic and depressed mood in his heart gradually calmed down.

About an hour later, the tripod suddenly shook, and then quickly floated upwards.

The surrounding light suddenly brightened. Jian Fusheng squinted his eyes and saw Shen Mubai standing in front, followed by the powerful Jiang Youyue.

Shen Mu raised his white-sleeved robe, put the shrunken golden tripod into his sleeve, nodded to Jian Fusheng, and said calmly:
"offend!"

Jian Fusheng was about to question why this guy wanted to beat him, when he saw Jiang Youyue tilting her head to look at the pretender and asked:
"Brother, can I beat him now?"

Shen Mubai smiled slightly, nodded, and turned into white light and floated away.

Jian Fusheng was shocked and hurriedly waved his hands and said:

"Wait, eldest lady, we have no enmity or enmity..."

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Youyue's crested brocade boots had already stepped on Jian Fusheng's face!
boom!
Boom!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!
After a burst of violent stomping and kicking, Jian Fusheng, who was covered in shoe marks, lay on the ground and looked up at Jiang Youyue who was walking away. The grass-mud horses in her heart had become an army of millions...

(End of this chapter)