Yan Qianjue's eyes turned and fell on the Blood Soul Ancestor, "Is it your territory?"
"No, no!"
The Blood Soul Ancestor was so scared that he trembled.
"The leader's! They are all from the leader's!"
"Stop talking nonsense, you will still be watching here in the future. No grass or tree can be missing... Otherwise, hum!"
"I understand!"
"The cultivation level is so low."
Yan Qianjue looked disgusted.
"After a while, let's talk about it first by raising your cultivation to the extraordinary realm!"
"Thank you! Thank you!"
The Blood Soul Ancestor thanked him so much that he almost cried.
"Girl!"
Yan Qianjue turned around and ignored him, looked at A Nan with a malicious look on his face, "Let's go back with me and become a disciple!"
"No!"
A Nan's face turned pale because of scaring.
"I don't want to become a disciple..."
"Hahaha!"
Yan Qianjue laughed wildly.
"That's impossible!"
The words have not ended.
He rolled his sleeves and left A Nan with no trace.
Vaguely.
You can also hear A Nan screaming.
“…”
Everyone was stunned again.
They vaguely felt that Yan Qianjue might have eaten too much in front of Yu Miao, so he deliberately found the place in front of A Nan.
It's not done by anyone!
"Elder Zhao."
Seeing Yan Qianjue leave.
The Blood Soul Ancestor looked up carefully and looked at an elder.
"What is the origin of this Mr. Fu, and why..."
"Mr. Fu?"
The elder glanced at him.
"He is not surnamed Fu!"
"Ah? Then he..."
"Do you know, more than ten years ago, our Holy Demon Sect went to the Great Yan Dynasty to rescue the young master's junior brother?"
"Know, know."
"this."
The elder sighed.
"It's our junior brother of the young leader!"
thump!
The Blood Soul Ancestor sat on the ground.
My mother!
Such a thick thigh!
Hanshan!
Look at the countryside!
He remembered these two places in his mind.
Start today!
I live here and don’t leave anymore!
Who dares to touch every tree and grass here... fight his life with him!
...
Looking inside the countryside.
Gu Han did not alarm the villagers and quietly returned to the courtyard.
Three days ago.
There are still laughter and joy here.
Three days later.
It's already deserted.
Wooden pier, dry firewood, fence walls, thatched huts... His eyes swept over one by one, as if he wanted to deeply engrave these things in his heart.
Suddenly.
But he saw the fish basket placed in the corner of the wall.
Inside the fish basket.
The fish is still there, and it is covered with a layer of spiritual power, keeping the fish meat fresh.
Gu Han smiled.
This spiritual power is A Nan's.
He took out the fish, removed the scales, removed the gills, and washed them... and then walked to the stove that he had built himself to boil water and add firewood, and made a pot of fish soup.
Serve fish soup.
He tasted it and suddenly sighed.
"It's so fucking bad!"
really.
Compared with her skills, it is not a little worse.
I was stunned for a while.
He drank the fish soup with a coarse porcelain bowl, carefully placed the torn coarse cloth robe into the storage ring, and replaced it with the moon-white robe again.
I took a last look at the courtyard.
His body shook, and instantly turned into a stream of light and penetrated into the sky!
"Goodbye, the world."
Vagistically.
His whisper came from the sky.
...
boom!
boom!
In the void.
Zhong Yu had been fighting with the old monk for half a day. He was not aware of it before and was slapped by the giant palm falling from the sky, but was seriously injured.
now.
Standing behind the old monk.
It is not a Buddha or a Vajra, but a Bodhisattva.
Picking the flower with the left hand.
Holding a sword in the right hand.
The treasure elephant is solemn.
"I Buddha is merciful."
The old monk chanted the Buddha's name for many times, and his hands instantly closed!
In an instant!
The Bodhisattva's Dharma Eye bounced with his left hand, and a Buddha seal with the word "卍" flew out instantly. At first, it was only the size of a palm. When it landed in front of Zhong Yu, it had turned into hundreds of feet.
Bang!
The Buddha seal was instantly printed on him!
Suddenly.
The Bodhisattva Dharma Image's body shook, and he had already come directly to him. The divine sword in his hand was shaking and slashed heavily.
A sword!
He directly chopped Zhong Yu away!
"Bald donkey!"
Zhong Yu barely stopped, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his face turned gloomy.
It's not that he was too seriously injured.
But he had no intention of fighting.
With the strength of Lingya's distraction, he can crush him to death with a cultivator who can survive the disaster with just one finger, but now... it's been half a day, half a day!
There is still no movement!
"no!"
He could no longer hold it back.
Go back and have a look!
Never make any mistakes!
boom!
Thinking of this.
He started to cultivate his cultivation and no longer fought with the old monk, and went straight to the top of Hanshan Mountain!
Seeing this.
The old monk no longer took action.
But he still followed him closely.
A moment of effort.
The two of them had arrived at the sky above the top of Hanshan Mountain in an instant.
now.
Whether Gu Han or Yan Qianjue, they had been away for a long time.
"Master!"
With Zhong Yu's cultivation level.
Of course some clues can be found.
He didn't know where Gu Han went, but judging from the remaining aura and blood stains on the ground, it was obvious that Ling Ya's clone... was killed!
"Master, will he lose?"
He worshipped himself and others at Lingya's door.
After seeing his various methods of planning, a thought arose in his mind.
Spiritual Away!
Never defeat!
But the current scene has broken his cognition.
"Great kindness!"
The old monk also breathed a sigh of relief.
"It seems that the donor, the auspicious person, has his own appearance!"
Next.
Then you can get rid of the devil with peace of mind!
Thinking of this.
He sat cross-legged, and the Bodhisattva behind him disappeared instantly. As the Buddha's light flowed, he turned into three thousand Buddhas again.
For a moment.
The three thousand phantoms all have a compassionate look on their faces and keep reciting scriptures in their mouths.
"What are you doing!"
Zhong Yu suddenly felt a little upset.
"donor."
The old monk's eyebrows were lowered.
"You are very sinful, I want to save you."
While talking.
The Buddha's voice was several times clearer than before, and it was connected together into an extremely magical force, penetrating his body, cultivation, and soul... it fell directly into his mind, no matter how he used it
No matter what method you can do, you can't resist it!
"Bald donkey!"
He looked very angry.
"Wait!"
"When my master comes, I will not die well!"
boom!
While talking.
His figure flashed and he went away again!
...
Half a day later.
"Bald donkey!"
Zhong Yu's eyes were red and he stared at the old monk following behind him.
"What the hell do you want!"
"donor."
The old monk put his hands together.
"I want to save you."
This is the past half a day.
He followed Zhong Yu closely.
Don't do anything else.
Just recite scriptures.
Zhong Yu almost tortured him crazy.
"Go to your mother's ferry!"
His eyes were a little red, and his speed increased a lot again, just wanting to get rid of this annoying fly as soon as possible.
...
Three days later.
"Stop thinking!"
"I told you to stop thinking!"
Zhong Yu's eyes were blood-red, and his expression seemed crazy.
The old monk is so difficult!
Can't beat it!
Can't get rid of it!
I recited the sutra for three days and three nights, and I haven't stopped for a quarter of an hour!
"donor."
The old monk sighed.
"Would you like to transform your karma?"
"I don't……"
Zhong Yu was about to answer, but he thought of the horror of his chanting scriptures, which suppressed the anger in his heart.
"What do you think!"
"It's enough to listen to me chant the scriptures for a thousand years."
"I……"
Zhong Yu went completely rampage.
"I kill you!"
...
Time flies.
More than ten days have passed.
Gu Han's cultivation has improved greatly now, and his speed has increased a lot, but now he has returned to the Eastern Wilderness.
Fengwuyuan.
Halfway up the mountain.
A figure in a moon-white robe slowly fell down.
Gu Han!
Before looking for the old blind man.
But he went back here and took a look.
"kindness?"
The moment when the body fell.
He was a little surprised.
It is reasonable to say.
It has been more than ten years since no one has returned here, but now the three thatched huts are neat and even the weeds on the ground have been cleaned up.
Who made it?
He thought something.
At this time.
A quarrel suddenly came from the foot of the mountain.