Baizhu, who was meditating on the futon, slowly opened his eyes, and a bright light appeared in his eyes.
There are no Jiazi in the mountains, and it is so cold that I don’t know the year.
Unknowingly, he had lived in Fengshan Temple for nearly half a month.
There is no news, whether it is Wu Hui or Wu Hui who came to be his disciple.
Naturally, he didn't know that Wu Huai had the intention of polishing his character, so he had no choice but to continue to practice boxing techniques and polish his true energy.
Day after day, Baizhu became a little tired of staying in this small building.
As for the magic sound under the Demon Suppressing Archway, he also listened to it several times.
Like a pipa with its strings broken, or like a plaintive flute playing on a cold river in autumn, all kinds of music poured in, and among them, there was even the sound of joyful suona.
If it weren't for the sudden blast of Zen singing on the door, he would have almost walked out of the building and been hooked into the bright red Demon-Suppressing Archway.
Bai Shu finally understood why there were no pilgrims or pedestrians in Fengshan Temple.
Even warriors in the womb-breathing realm have their minds taken away from them. Mortals who are not familiar with martial arts will die if they come.
Under the Zhenmo Archway, what exactly is Zhende?
Evil monks, demons, or giant demons like yellow dragons?
Naturally, no one gave him answers to these questions. In the morning, he could often see the vast white fog billowing like a rolling dragon in the mountains. It was extremely heavy and heavy. Looking from the window, the sky and the earth were filled with a vast white chaos.
I have truly arrived in Jiangbei.
There are no living corpses here. A rain of talismans by Heavenly Official Sun Wei has almost wiped out all of them. The thing that he has cited as a serious problem is, in the eyes of those adults, nothing more than Taicang Yimi.
Military affairs, political reforms, party struggles, aristocratic families and holy places...
These are the only things that cannot be avoided in the world.
If it weren't for the strange and unpredictable purple mist and the human demons that followed, they were just living corpses. Like many great epidemics over the years, they would have been quickly forgotten.
There are no living corpses in Jiangbei.
Even in Jiangnan, almost all living corpses were killed in order to compete for merit.
The Red Dragon, the Human Awakening Sutra, the Celestial Human Body... which one does not use attribute values?
If you want to climb the road, the few thousand points left in your hand will undoubtedly not be enough.
Lianqiao is the top of the sky, which is Yang Fu...
Even whether one can go through the Surangama Dharma Assembly and truly worship in the Vajra Holy Land is only between two and two.
Not to mention anything else, just the Xu Yan he saw, his cultivation level was unfathomable, far beyond his current ability to match.
This kind of person, at the Shurangama Dharma Assembly, was exactly the one he wanted to compete with on the same stage.
What's more, this is just a Fengshan Temple, and there are three hundred Zen monasteries under the King Kong Temple. Who knows how many hidden dragons are lurking in the deep water of the deep pool?
In Fenyin City, the flag I planted earlier will really come true, right?
Atractylodes sat cross-legged, and the red dragon in his body traveled freely within the Ge meridian, inhaling and exhaling the energy of heaven and earth.
His mind was erratic and his heart was extremely bitter.
This is what it feels like to be banned for cheating...
There are no living corpses, which means there are no attribute values, so the attribute panel can only be a decoration.
Human demon?
At this time, he remembered the words he said during the Wuhui Wuxian conversation.
Purple mist descends from the sky, and all those below Vajra who absorb the Qi into their bodies will become living corpses, and those who are Vajra will turn into human demons if they swallow the purple Qi.
Now that the living corpses have disappeared, then the human demons...
In other words, the source of all this is the mysterious and unpredictable purple mist above the head, which even humans and immortals cannot fathom.
Baizhu's expression perked up and his thoughts changed, but soon he shook his head again and gave up this unrealistic idea, at least not feasible at the moment.
Talking about the human demons and the four-level Vajra, he could only hide when he saw them. Even with the Ruyi Golden Lotus given by Wu Xian, he could only barely protect himself.
Moreover, although there are many humans and demons, they are very good at hiding, but they are not so easy to encounter.
As for the purple mist, there is no need to mention it.
This kind of thing is far from what he can consider at the moment.
After turning around and around, he finally came back to the original place. Bai Shu let out a long sigh with a dull look on his face.
When he was preparing to run for another week, he would end today's Qi training and start polishing the Shenxiang Boxing.
Outside the door, Xu Yan suddenly heard the sound of knocking at the door.
"Senior brother?" Bai Shu stood up, "Please come in."
He didn't easily open the door. He didn't know whether the person outside the door was a human or a ghost.
In the past half month, he had managed to understand the magic sound under the Demon-Suppressing Archway.
In addition to endless music, it can also transform into various human sounds.
A woman's whimpering, a child's cry... more than once, outside the door, the sounds of "Xu Yan" and "Wu Hui" sounded.
Baizhu, who had been mentioned by Xu Yan a long time ago, was naturally unmoved. No matter how loud the shouts were from outside, he had no intention of opening the door.
It can only trick people into walking out of the door, but it cannot actively walk in.
As long as you don't leave the room, your life will be safe.
After hearing Bai Shu's voice, Xu Yan's voice suddenly stopped.
After a long time, when Baizhu was confused, there was a creak and a fat monk opened the door with a smile.
"Shock me." Xu Yan laughed loudly, "This devilish sound will make you miserable."
"Senior brother." Bai Shu also smiled: "Why is it so early today?"
Although he has perfected his fetal breath and achieved a dustless body, he still has to eat and drink.
As for eating qi and breaking up grains, that is a method only available for practicing Qiao.
During these days, Xu Yan also brought meals to him every day and ate with him.
According to him, there were very few monks in Fengshan Temple, only a dozen or so. Because they had become enemies with Wuhui, they all went down the mountain to escape.
Because of this, Bai Zhu only met Xu Yan alone.
"This is not a meal delivery." Xu Yan touched his head and said happily: "Teacher wants to see you, little junior brother."
He grabbed the shocked Bai Shu and said with a long smile: "Follow me, I will take you to see the teacher!"
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On the mountainside, there is a Bayeux Palace.
Dozens of monks lined up on the left and right, standing solemnly with their hands lowered.
In the main hall, there were bursts of incense, and the erratic mist of incense flowed on the ground. Several Cantonese vases and candles were lit, adding a touch of bright color.
The monks all had scars on their faces, which were constantly green and red. What's worse, one of them had a head full of big bumps and swelling, neatly arranged like the bun on the top of the Buddha's head.
Surrounded by two rows of monks, the upright and majestic monk with red face sat cross-legged, his lips moved slightly from time to time, and he chanted sutras as quietly as a mosquito.
Behind him, a red dragon with a length of several feet and a winding body that almost filled the entire Bayeux Palace poked its head out of the red mist.
After a while, there was suddenly a sound of rapid footsteps coming from outside the palace, speeding towards here.
Two rows of monks stretched their heads unconsciously, scrambling to take a look.
Seeing that everyone had bruises on their noses and faces, Xu Yan, who was leading Baizhu into Baye Palace, was stunned and couldn't help but look weird.
"teacher."
Xu Yan stepped forward respectfully and bowed solemnly to the red-faced monk.
