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Karma didn't answer her words, but she could also say saucy words, showing that although the injury was serious, it didn't hurt her life. He separated a ray of aura from his body and walked around her damaged meridian, roughly knowing her injury.

"Are you injured by falling from a height?" He asked, letting go of her hand.

Who would have asked this question, so that the original brisk atmosphere would sink. She did not speak, nor did he urge.

He practiced Buddhism, and he was just and peaceful in the spirit. He once learned a healing method alone. The spirit flowed from her Baihui acupoint, like a warm stream. Wen Ying only felt that the place where the pain would be caused by the stitching was stitched up like a silk thread. Although the injury was fundamental and could not be cured for a while, at least the body could move.

"Master Master is Buddhism, and it should be Buddhism. What is Buddhism?" She asked suddenly.

He did not feel abrupt, and replied: "This will start from the word of Buddha. The Buddha, Jue Ye, and all sentient beings are like wisdom and morals, but because ..."

When she laughed, she coughed up with an internal injury. "It sounds dry, I don't like to listen."

Her temperament was repeated, and he was not annoyed, but he heard something wrong, remembering that she was seriously injured, repairing backwards, and only realizing that the woman in front of her was like what she would have when she got into trouble.

The karma hadn't answered anymore, and suddenly, a pair of dry hands stretched out from the rolling black clouds above the imprisoned space, and grabbed him accurately. The Yinfeng accompanies the grinning laughter, "The young monk is not honest, even in my blame streamer, he still has the leisurely heart to make fun with the woman, six roots are impure, and sooner or later will be expelled from the Buddha!"

Karma read a buddha.

Wen Ying asked, "Who are you?"

During the foundation period, the scope of the consciousness was not wide, and it was completely dark before the action depended on groping. There is very little aura in the magic weapon that is confined in this space. Chat is better than nothing. At this moment, she pulls a hairpin from her hair bun, injects aura, and a pearl inlaid at the top lights up instantly.

"Huh?" She gave a sigh of surprise when she looked at Karma.

The sigh is for the young monk's appearance. The pearl's halo fell on Yinyuan, reflecting his delicate face and a pair of bright and clear eyes. If Buddhism is like this, he is more special than ordinary people. His natural lips curled upwards, like mercy and pity, like a flower enshrined in a Buddhist altar, and when he saw it from a distance, it gave rise to an indescribable intimacy.

The surprise was due to the shrivelled hand that grabbed him!

There was only a pair of giant hands, but no one saw him.

It can be confirmed that this is indeed inside the magic weapon, and these hands are the master of the magic weapon. Wen Ying remembers that the streamer was almost made into a streamer due to fate. In other words, this is a magical blame.

"Little girl, did you like him? Hahahaha, I'll rescue you from the monster beast, it's fun and interesting."

"You said, you saved me?"

"Yes, when I saw you, you were almost in the belly of the demon beast. If I didn't rescue you, where would you live?"

Wen Ying sneered contemptuously, her hand was gently sent upwards, hairpin twirled and flew into the air, when she spoke the law, the light rose sharply, and she understood the surrounding area within a few feet. What they saw was shocking. They were like a plain, the ground was cracked, the blood was dark red, and the bones were piled up together. The black clouds rolled in the sky, and it was terrifying.

It is clearly just the space in the magic weapon, but it can't see the end at a glance.

But what is more terrible is that in addition to the bones, there are other people in this space!

They have different appearances and different costumes. Only one pair of eyes are straight, and they are like walking dead. Since she woke up, there has been no noise. At this moment, they looked up at the cause of being caught in the air. Shivering in horror.

Because everything was quiet, the owner of the blame streamer immediately heard Wen Xiao's whisper, suddenly angry, "What are you laughing !?"

"You arrested me just to refine me into a grievous soul in the stream, which is all dead, what is the difference from my burial in the belly of the demon, and it is also said to have saved me?"

The man sniffed at the words and smiled instead of anger. He laughed like thundering in the sea of ​​clouds, "Ha ha ha ha, if you are buried in a demon belly, you have to be reincarnated, and then you will rebuild your immortality. Does the body have a spiritual root, can you set foot on the road of cultivation immortality again? After entering my blame streamer, you can still cultivate with the body of a ghost, how can I save you! "

Unlike the ordinary ghost streamers, the ordinary ghost streamers only need to slaughter a large number of mortals and monks. The ghost streamers are even more appalling. They must torture people to death before they die, which makes people feel resentful. The infinite power is a great temptation for Moxiu.

His laughter caused the winds in the space to be harmonious, and the winds murmured like the sound of a weeping ghost.

But for a moment, there was a flocculent black mist in the air as scattered, gathered in the wind, attached to the surface of the little monk's body, and gradually eroded his head, hands, legs, and gradually swallowed inward from the outline of the cheek, toward Eyes, ears, nose and nose are covered. From time to time, the painful and struggling face flashed away in the dark mist, with a sense of resentment, crying and wailing!

Wen Ying uttered a frightened whisper, causing the master of the ghost stream to laugh again, as if he had taken the monk's surgery, just to let her see this scene, and she was terrified.

The young monk seemed to read the Buddha in his heart because of his fate, and kept his eyes closed.

Others were obviously not as good-hearted as he was, and some were caught in the air by giant hands, horrified and screamed under the erosion of the ghost, and were killed by the master of the ghost stream in an instant. Their distorted expression fell from the sky, and the soul was immediately Throw at the living people, turn into a grievance, and merge with the black mist!

Wen Ying understood. The other party murdered with fear, with pervasive resentment, and with many resentments of ghosts to nourish the grievances of people. When the demons were overgrown, they immediately killed them.

Therefore, the good karma can be supported, talk to her and heal her.

Of course, it was also because he was arrested shortly afterwards and failed to be influenced by the omnipresent qi in the space. In addition, although those people are still alive, they are no different from living dead.

Obviously, it takes a lot of spirits from the master of the ghost stream. After a while, the wind stops, the giant hand disappears, the sound of the ghost crying is invisible, and all those who failed to become souls are put down.

Wen Ying immediately went to check the karma. Except that the body looked a little weak, it was no different.

"Master, are you afraid?"

"Amitabha, everything is illusory, and all appearances are vain. If you see the different phases, you will see the same."

She stared at him for a moment and said, "You lie."

Opening his eyes due to fate, Ming Jing is like a glass, "Why am I lying to you?"

"You lied to me for cultivating the Buddha." She held his wrist up, and his fingers curled up unconsciously, showing that he was not afraid. Read it, read it every night, I thought I could cultivate the Buddha, but I couldn't do it without myself. "

His eyes fell on her eyes and said softly: "You are right, it is my undecided nature."

She looked back for a moment and turned her eyes away, boring: "What's so good about cultivating a Buddha, if you want to exist, you must deny it."

He didn't argue with her, he just asked, "What do you don't know about friends?"

"My word?" She stayed, turned her eyes down, and was a little puzzled, "I don't have a word anymore." Seeing his doubts, she said in a hurry: "I listened to my self-cultivation and listened The master said that there is a responsibility that I must do. I cultivate the Tao in order to shoulder that responsibility. My Tao is the one-hearted way. I never get lost when I practice, and foundation building is done in one go without any confusion. , Although I am talented, it is also because I always know my direction is there, just like there is a light in front of the night road, I just walk over to it. "

He realized a little bit: "You are confused because the lights are dimmed?"

"No, the lamp is still there, but it's not my lamp." She smiled a little.

Somehow, this smile came into his eyes, and he did not remember it in his heart.

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After entering the blame, the Qiankun ring of Wen Ying was taken away, and he could not escape for a while, so he would inevitably end up being refined.

After the master of the ghost stream had eased, the Shura **** was staged again in the imprisoned space, and this time, Wen Ying was the one caught in the sky. The control of the giant hand made her unable to escape, and flicked her to the air with a slight flick, and then the black mist rushed towards her!

In the air, she found that the wind was cold and biting, and the permeable black mist was even more upright.

She could hear the ghost's creepy voice, crying in her ear and telling the story of her life, how much he resented. One, two, three ... Countless voices gathered together and entangled in her ears, making her feel swallowed by the tide, almost suffocating!

"Little Master ..." she struggled and shouted.

At this moment, a golden light came through the sky, the entangled ghosts were illuminated, and immediately burst into tears, and scattered away!

The golden light contains a drop of essence blood, which blends into Wen Ying's brow.

"This is--born Buddha bone?" In the sea of ​​clouds, once again came the voice of the master of the ghost stream, unable to restrain his surprise.

As his coveted tone dropped, his fate was caught by him in the void. It was just that he saved Wen Ying with his blood, but he was discovered by the master of the ghost stream. I saw the waves of the sea of ​​black clouds filming the scroll, and in an instant, it rolled up like a dragon absorbing water and swept away towards the young monk.

Numerous openings were cut out by the sudden wind in the body, and the blood flowed back to the black cloud as soon as the blood poured out!

The man wanted to **** the blood of karma!

"Natural Buddha bones can not only increase lifespan, bone blood but also the magical effect of increasing skill ..." Jie Jie's strange laugh came from the air.

No matter how rare connivance is due to congenital nature, he can't ignore the damage caused by blood loss. This injury caused him pain and the blood on his face faded. He knew that the man was inside the stream, and ordinary spells could not hurt the master of the stream, but he tried to force another drop of essence blood to retreat the enemy, but he was helpless.

The voice of the woman over there came into your ears, "Why are you helping me? You are only discovering secrets to save me, it is I who hurt you!"

"Don't care." He shook his head, and the sound of the clear and mellow voice implied pain, but he was extremely firm. "Although I failed to concentrate, my ability is low, but I have the strength, I am willing to help you. It is for my heart, with you It doesn't matter. "

The ghost streamer's master praised, "A good show of Lang concubine, young monk, boring Buddha is boring, it's better to be vulgar. If you decide to do a pair of same-family mandarin ducks with her, the old man is also willing to give the beauty of adulthood. Together you ... ah-- "The words were not exhausted, and the screaming scream suddenly exploded in the air, like thunder and thunder, causing the sound of the wind horn in most of the space to cry!

With the space shaking, the stone mountain collapsed and shook like heaven and earth!

The pupil of the ghost streamer stared at the situation in the streamer suddenly shrunk. I saw that in the air, the woman's long sleeves flew over and stood in the sky. A flame appeared from her body, with all the momentum to burn, and she was injured by the sword. On half of her face, you can see the spread of blood-colored lines, bright and dark, in stark contrast with her dark eyes.

The spiritual power of her body skyrocketed, and the wounded and retreating cultivation base climbed up one by one.

Build the first floor.

Build the second floor.

Building three floors.

Mid-term foundation.

Late foundation.

The foundation was completed.

...

"Into the Devil!" The man exclaimed in pain. "How could it be that the righteous person—"

Ordinary arrogance and enchantment will make people unconscious, more serious death, and less crippled. However, enchantment is different. For enlightenment, enchantment is more like an opportunity.

Waiting for him to react, he only felt a sudden pain. Deep in the sea of ​​clouds, a thick golden arc condensed into a net, and thunder struck deafeningly, and fell sharply. The sea of ​​rolling clouds reflected his gritty face, and the black clouds roared!

It is a thunder spell from Wen Ying.

The magic weapon also has weaknesses. The sea of ​​black clouds seems to be mysterious and powerful. The giant hands are frequently lowered. The command of the streamer master and the fairy means are undoubtedly. In fact, every piece of black cloud here is connected to the streamer master. The cloud damage is violently attacked, the streamer master Will also suffer the magic weapon backlash!

Under the severe pain, the magic weapon and the streamer's master were suddenly cut open. He suddenly spouted a blood and fainted!

Because of the blood stained on his robe, his cheeks were stained, but he only stared at the woman in front of him.

"Master, I found my way."

She seemed to return to God from the state of being enchanted, smiled at him, gorgeous and beautiful, "You want to destroy the desire for self-cultivation, then from now on, I will be happy with you, angry with you, and worried about you. , Fear of what you fear, love what you love, hate what you hate, desire what you want. Okay? "

The author has something to say: Xianxian is too difficult to write, and vomiting blood with the master of the ghost stream.

The front card is so powerful that I wrote a hundred words per hour at the minimum speed of one hour, and also deleted four hundred words. So late.

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