The ninth thunder calamity has been brewing in the sky for a long time, like a dragon flying through the purple clouds, leaving no shadows in the entire Demon Suppressing Temple.
The girl was dying, her fingertips moved slightly, stroking the fabric of her sleeves. Her hands were clearly far apart, but they made a coordinated gesture to thread a needle.
Follow the clothes and touch the bed, pick up the empty space and organize the threads.
This thunder really wanted her life.
The corners of Jiang Su's mouth turned up slightly. At this time, all the flesh and skin on his body no longer obeyed her commands, except that his face was not injured and could still move.
She murmured softly, her throat seemed to be filled with hot desert sand, low and dry, "The way of heaven..."
The thunder in the sky showed no signs of abating. Instead, it became louder and louder. Lightning flashed across the sky, separating the black and white towers, like a dividing line between black and white.
The monks of Zhenmo Temple completely closed the doors of each hall. Everyone held wooden fish in their hands and repeated various scriptures in their mouths.
In the main hall, there are countless scriptures floating around, and no one is reading them, but the pages are turning on their own.
There are looming golden Buddhist inscriptions on the walls of Zhenmo Temple, and the lotus on the base of the golden Buddha statue splits into petal patterns, just like a golden lotus with black leaves.
The monk's face is solemn and he cannot talk about worldly matters.
"Boom——"
The ninth thunderbolt struck at the gap in the nine-story black tower. For a moment, everything was silent.
…
The lightning struck Jiang Su on the back of her head and shot out of her right eye.
Penetrating her sea of consciousness...
The girl in colorful clothes froze on the spot, the void of the past in her sea of consciousness suddenly shattered, and severe pain hit her.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Jiang Su let out an earth-shattering scream.
Her entire body has lost her human form, and is a pile of black and burnt flesh wrapped in colorful clothes, with white bones embedded in the flesh.
In the sea of knowledge.
The void continued to split and shatter, just like the collapse seen in the Fangzhe Sea of Consciousness in the past, and all her old scenes were broken into pieces.
All the flashing lights turned into powder and were submerged in this devastating disaster.
Jiang Su's image in green clothes appeared in this sea of consciousness, and she looked at it all indifferently, indifferently.
Or rather... helpless.
Suddenly there were sounds coming from all directions.
"Jiang Su."
The girl in green clothes suddenly regained the brightness in her eyes, and she was surprised: "Tiandao?! You are here!"
"Well, I'll come on my own."
"The origin of this ninth thunder tribulation is mixed with the cause and effect of the entire demon world. It is the condensed past of hundreds of thousands of monks over tens of millions of years. You...can't bear it now."
Jiang Su stood there and lowered his head slightly, "Indeed, my life is like a mayfly, why should I bear the burden of thousands of causes and consequences."
The next moment, she suddenly raised her head again, staring at a fallen memory fragment in the distance with bright eyes.
"But I...can afford this medical knowledge."
"Huh? What do you mean?" Tiandao asked in confusion.
The girl curled her lips and said calmly: "I am a medical practitioner, and it is my duty to help the world and save people. If I can survive this disaster, then I will be the medical immortal of the world."
"I, Jiang Su, hereby swear to all sentient beings."
"Whenever you treat a disease, you must calm your mind and calm your mind, have no desires or demands, and first have a heart of great compassion and compassion, vowing to universally save the suffering souls."
"If someone comes to seek help from someone who is sick, he should not ask whether he is rich or poor, whether he is old or young, whether he is good or bad, whether he is close or good friends, whether he is beautiful or barbarian, stupid or wise, or whether he is the same as a close relative. He should not look forward or backward, worry about his own good or bad luck, or protect his life.
."
"When you see someone else's distress, if you have it yourself, you will be deeply saddened. Don't avoid danger. Day and night, cold and heat, hunger, thirst, fatigue, go to rescue with all your heart, without any intention of making any sign of effort."
"I am willing to use the merit of saving people to find a way out!"
"Aren't you demon cultivators? Aren't you non-reincarnations? I have a furnace called Sixth Transformation. If you possess it, I will use the fire of the five elements and the concoction and spiritual materials for thousands of years to help you complete the five elements and re-enter the six realms!"
"I have three methods called Chi, which can reverse Yin and Yang. I can turn Yin and Yang back for you!"
"Yin and Yang are the roots of human beings and the rules of heaven and earth. The five elements shape human beings and are the foundation of human beings. With both of them, why can't I save people's lives!"
In the sea of consciousness.
The girl in green clothes holds a palm-sized copper stove in her left hand, and an inch and a half ink ruler in her right hand, and slowly closes her eyes.
"The way of heaven."
"Tell me, will they choose to lose their souls under the thunder and disaster, or will they choose to enter my copper furnace and wait for the opportunity again?"
The corners of the girl's lips were slightly raised, and she looked proud like a cunning little fox.
From the beginning to the end, Heaven has been using her to solve the "Demon Realm", a serious problem in the entire world.
A place of death not governed by heaven.
Whether it is for Jiang Su to seek a way to save the demonic cultivator from the medical path, using a gentle method, or for Jiang Su to cause a disaster comparable to a thunderstorm, and to use a strong method, it is all for the same purpose, to let the demonic cultivator in the demonic realm
disappear into the world.
But Jiang Su was unwilling to be shackled by Him.
She chose a copper furnace to refine everything.
She wants these yin powers to be used for her, and she wants her copper furnace to become a soul refining furnace that can accommodate thousands of souls!
The spiritual energy from the outside world poured into the ninth floor of the black tower.
Fang Zhe cut his finger and forcibly tore the girl's storage bag into pieces. Most of the magic weapons and spiritual materials were scattered on the ground.
He heard it.
The little doctor wants that little golden baby!
The weapon spirit of the Six-turn Furnace has become particularly introverted since he had the body of a golden baby, because he found that he only had a golden bellyband on his body.
He would rather get into Jiang Su's storage bag and live with these precious magic weapons.
The weapon spirit entered Jiang Su's sea of consciousness.
"Hey, Xiaoliu." The girl in green flew to Jinwawa's side.
Her eyebrows were curved and her smile was gentle and soft, "Long time no see."
The sixth-turn kid tilted his head, "Huh?"
Jiang Su picked up the little golden baby and held it in his arms, "Are you willing to take care of millions of souls under your command? They are all former monks! They are powerful! You are a general, and these are your millions of soldiers! You
Do you want it or not?”
The little Jinwa was stunned, and the next moment, she was kowtowing on the ground crazily.
It's nodding! It wants it! Why doesn't it want it?! It's a magic weapon from the royal family of Zhongdu! What is the royal family? It's about managing people! It wants to be an official, a general, and even more, an emperor!
Jiang Su hugged it with satisfaction, relaxed his heart, and lay down lazily on the spot.
In the void, she fell infinitely along with the fragments of her past.
At a certain moment, everything that collapsed suddenly stopped.
Jiang Su held the heavenly book in his hand.
"Jiang Su, you are very good. This answer sheet far exceeded my expectations."
Tiandao's voice sounded like that of a young woman, with relief and satisfaction in her words.
Jiang Su sat up suddenly when she heard this familiar voice. She finally knew who Tiandao was.
"Jia...Jiajia?!"
Is this Jiajia’s voice?!!
"Tiandao... are you Jiajia? Or... Jiajia is you?"
Jiang Suban covered her mouth and said to herself in disbelief: "How is it possible..."
"Jiajia" chuckled and joked: "How is it impossible, but... I am not only your good roommate Jiajia, I am also..."
A particularly cold and cold male voice sounded, his voice as ethereal as if he had passed away and escaped from the dust.
"Jiang Su...Jiang, the little medical fairy, we say goodbye to each other in the bamboo forest of Zhongdu. Are you still okay?"
