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Chapter 215 Heaven, Earth and Man 1
"Boom"

There was a thunderclap in the sky.

The thunder was so evil that it actually penetrated into the Mustard Seed Dojo.

Everyone inside was taken aback.

The ones who were most frightened were definitely Xie Xiaoyu and Hong Lunhai.

Back then when Chen Yuanqi helped Xie Xiaoyu refine the flying sword, Heavenly Tribulation was attracted. Both of these two people had seen the horror of Heavenly Tribulation, so when the thunder sounded, they both knew what happened immediately.

"You can't be so lucky, can you? Hurry up...find out the elixir that gave birth to spirituality, and break it up immediately." Xie Xiaoyu said anxiously.

"I succeeded." Hong Lunhai looked ecstatic, but the ecstasy soon turned into lament: "I succeeded." He repeated it dejectedly.

This guy wasn't dazed, he knew that Xie Xiaoyu couldn't stop such things as Heavenly Tribulation, and he couldn't do it even more, not to mention now, even when he was still a true king, he would hide as far away as he saw Heavenly Tribulation .

With a long sigh, he reversed the decision abruptly.

In the refining furnace, there was a pile of golden elixirs floating up and down, one of them was slightly dim, and it suddenly moved wildly, as if it knew that a disaster was imminent, but unfortunately no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't change the fact that it was just a elixir. fact.

With a soft cracking sound, the elixir broke apart casually, turning into countless flying debris.

"My poor panacea!" Hong Lunhai wailed, and when he turned his head, he yelled at Xie Xiaoyu with a ferocious face: "It's all your fault. If you were strong enough, such a thing wouldn't happen It happened, you have too many thoughts and things to do, so you can't improve your strength, next time you give me a good heart, don't bother with those messy things, and focus on my cultivation."

Xie Xiaoyu knew that this guy was in a bad mood, so he didn't care.What he cared more about at the moment was the robbery cloud above his head.

At this moment, he is not the only one who is paying attention to the robbery cloud, seven or eight people have already rushed over, including people from Cuiyu Palace, an old monk from Tongde Temple, and several others.

The old monk of Tongde Temple glanced at the others, his face changed drastically, and he turned and left.Like the old monk, there were two other people chosen, both of whom were in the Realm Realm.

They escaped because the thunder attracted people they could not afford to offend.

In the blink of an eye, there were only three people left on the beach, and one of them was the beautiful woman from Cuiyu Palace.The other two were monks, standing side by side. The one on the left was the old Zen master of Dajue Temple who had taken care of Xie Xiaoyu a lot. The other one was also an old monk, wearing a gray robe, looking very plain.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Zhitong from Dajue Temple and Senior Brother Wuming from Yunding Zong. Poor Daoist is being polite." The beautiful woman clasped her hands together and said.

The two monks quickly returned their salutes.

"Junior sister has improved her skills more and more." Chan Master Zhitong complimented casually.

"Senior brother also came here because of this unforeseen catastrophe? Could it be that there is some monster here? Or a devil?" asked the beautiful woman.

"I originally thought it was something like this. Putuo was opened some time ago, and many evil cultivators broke into it, desecrating my Buddhist holy place and killing my Buddhist disciples. Although most of the evil cultivators have been wiped out, it is inevitable that there will be one or two. A fish that slipped through the net." Zen Master Zhitong replied.

"I originally thought? In other words, senior brother doesn't think so now?" the beautiful woman wondered.

"Junior Sister asked knowingly, this robbery cloud is not a thunder that destroys demons and demons, but instead carries a power that wipes out spirituality. Presumably, some expert is here to refine alchemy or weapons, and unintentionally refines panacea or treasures. So much so that it caused a catastrophe, that expert was obviously not sure how to withstand the catastrophe, so he destroyed that spiritual object, what a pity, pitiful." The old Zen master muttered silently, Buddhism pays attention to the equality of all living beings, which also includes spiritual treasures As long as things like magic pills and panacea are born with wisdom, they can be regarded as living creatures. This is tantamount to strangling babies.

"It's such a pity that I didn't get to meet that expert." The beautiful woman sighed softly, and while sighing, her divine sense swept across the shore and the nearby sea.

Seeing that the beautiful woman obviously refused to leave, the two monks could only go first.

"You don't always think that this matter has something to do with Yuanwu, do you?" Old Zen Master Zhitong asked while flying.

"This Yuanwu appeared very strangely. I have never heard of this person before, but he just appeared at this time. How can you not make me suspicious?" Chan Master Wuming sighed.

While speaking, the two of them had already reached the sky above Puji Temple.

Although Puji Temple has disappeared, with their strength, they can see through it at a glance.

This Zen Master Wuming didn't give up. Although he had doubts in his heart, it was not to the point of tearing his face.

The two of them landed directly next to the bamboo hut.

Zen Master Wuming folded his palms together and recited mantras in his mouth. As his palms slowly separated, a bright circle of light appeared in his palm, and the bamboo house was reflected in the circle, but this was not a simple reflection. The sky inside was constantly changing, and in the blink of an eye, it changed from day to night, and then from night to day. At first, the bamboo house didn't change much, but after a while, I finally saw Mo Nian practicing the knife there. Fa, then Mo Nian disappeared, then the night turned into day, and Mo Nian appeared again..
After an unknown amount of time, the old monk folded his palms together.

"You didn't get anything?" Old Zen Master Zhitong smiled beside him.

"Still not sure." The old monk was clearly a stubborn character.

"Brother, do you think that your spiritual practice can also make mistakes?" Zen Master Zhitong asked.

The old monk turned his head towards Puji Temple, and he reopened his palms.

Time changed faster this time, day and night changed in an instant, winter and summer changed in an instant.

The spiritual light of Buddhism can see the past and the present, and has never missed anything in the past.

The image in the palm paused twice, one was Xie Xiaoyu entering the temple gate, and the other was two young monks breaking up in front of the temple gate. From the faces of these two people, it could be seen that one was the old abbot Yuankong, and the other One is the current host, Yuan Wu.

"Brother, do you still have any doubts?" asked the old Zen master Zhitong.

"Seeing may not be believing. Maybe there is someone with great power behind this son to hide his identity for him." The old monk is still stubborn.

Zen Master Zhitong was a little displeased: "Even if this son is the heir of the Sword Sect, what is your plan?"

The old monk hesitated for a moment, then sighed: "Of course I don't see it, I don't know any successors of Jianzong, but I know there is a monk Yuanwu."

Zen Master Zhitong smiled and said nothing, this was exactly the answer he needed.

(End of this chapter)