"Pure light my Buddha, poor Ni Huichen, Xi is the forty-third generation of the West Heaven Glazed Realm. Walking in the world, forming a good fate with this son, I came to survive this son's catastrophe, and I hope that the donor will not disturb himself. ”

The sound of the bell came out from the phantom of the golden bodhisattva, and there was no fireworks in the voice, but a single sentence "don't disturb yourself" had an inexhaustible domineering spirit in it.

The old mage's face froze, and he muttered, "Spirit Buddha Huichen, ...... you?"

Huichen's law minister lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, without saying a word, just quietly guarded behind Shen Yuan and Cheng Ruan, and the golden glazed treasure light emitted from the law phase protected Shen Yuan and Cheng Ruan tightly, with her supreme realm of the holy realm, it can be said that Shen Yuan's little life was locked in a safe, and no matter who came today, they could not snatch Shen Yuan's life from her.

The old mage was shocked and angry, his face changed several times, and finally he had to stomp his foot fiercely, snort angrily, and turn away with his sleeves.

Although he is a strong person with extreme artistic conception, he can't afford to have any fighting spirit in the face of this famous Pure Light Spirit Buddha Huichen on the True Immortal Scroll. The two are not at the same level at all, even though they are thousands of miles away, and there is only one Dharma Statue here, but if Huichen wants to kill him, just a matter of waving his hand, he will be like the wind blade just now, turning into golden light and drifting away without a trace.

After the old mage left, Huichen's voice came out of the law again, this time asking Shen Yuan.

"Are you sure you don't need me to take you back? The Buddha seal I left for you can only manifest the Dharma once, and the rest of the energy can only help you heal your injuries, and if there is any more danger, you are afraid of misfortune. ”

Huichen asked.

If it weren't for Shen Yuan telling her with her spiritual mind that she didn't need to bring him back to Yulong Academy, Shen Yuan at this time would have turned into golden light and returned to the academy's library under Huichen's great magical means.

Shen Yuan nodded, at this time his complexion had recovered two shades of redness, under the moisture of Huichen's glazed golden light, the vitality in his body quickly recovered, although the injury on his chest still did not recover as before, but his spirit was getting better and better, and even his voice was clear and loud.

"The seniors, the juniors, and the students and professors of Yulong Academy are not far away, so I can leave with them to save them from worrying. When the Super Divine Academy and the Super Empire saw you, they had already fled, and no one dared to come to me for trouble. Shen Yuan replied with a faint smile.

In addition to this, he has an unspoken reason.

Swaggering back on a plane like this, under the eyes of the whole world, is tantamount to a slap in the face of the super-empire. The effect of this was much more obvious than when he was quietly brought back by Huichen.

And even if the Super Empire had more preparations, even if they planted a bombshell on the plane that everyone in the Jade Dragon Academy was about to take, knowing that they were protected by the supreme powerhouse of the Holy Realm, they would not dare to detonate it at all, and could only swallow this mouthful of blood with broken teeth back into their stomachs.

Even if it is a clay man, there are still three points of fire, Shen Yuan was attacked and killed by the super empire like this, and even dispatched five powerhouses above the Hetian Realm to cooperate with the action, this is only the manpower that Shen Yuan saw, where he didn't see it, I don't know how many super empire resources participated in this operation.

He almost died, and if it weren't for the Buddha seal that Huichen left him, he would have turned into a corpse at this time.

The anger in his heart was overflowing, and he said in his heart that since this empire was so deceitful and too much, he didn't need to save any face for it.

After receiving Shen Yuan's affirmative reply, Huichen's Dharma Appearance quietly disappeared, and only the golden Buddha light that supported his heart still exuded a warm temperature, constantly repairing and nourishing the wounds in his body.

The muscles in Shen Yuan's body relaxed, and he collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud, letting out an extremely tired moan.

Cheng Ruan couldn't bear the exhaustion and hidden pain gushing out, and sat down beside Shen Yuan, and was soon pulled down by a weak arm.

This time she was lying down, and she happened to be lying in the crook of Shen Yuan's arm, with a slightly pale little face facing Shen Yuan's gentle gaze.

Cheng Ruan's face quietly became more rosy, and his eyes became erratic, as if he was a little afraid to look at Shen Yuan.

Shen Yuan was not half surprised, it seemed that the pull just now was for this.

He naturally placed one hand on Cheng Ruan's vest and stroked it gently, as if he was stroking a kitten......

This technique made Cheng Ruan feel very familiar.

"Did you already know about Xiao Erhei? Cheng Ruan suddenly asked in a low voice.

Shen Yuan ate and laughed for a while, and leaned close to Cheng Ruan's ear, the hot breath that erupted from his mouth carried the taste of blood that had not dissipated, but it did not make her feel disgusted.

"I only need to do a divination once to find out. ”

Cheng Ruan turned his head, his cheeks bulging, as if he was angry, but his appearance was full of playfulness and cuteness.

Shen Yuan couldn't help but bow his head and kiss Cheng Ruan on the face.

The cheeks were a little thicker, and the delicate and charming were all displayed in front of Shen Yuan, but there was no fierce leopard paw slapped on Shen Yuan's face as usual, I don't know if it was because she was a little tired, or because the cat master was in a good mood today.

......

Just when the two of them finally ended the long and difficult battle and began to relax themselves, Jian Yun was still standing on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance.

The middle-aged Taoist priest stood two steps behind Jian Yun, his gaze seemed to penetrate the space, and he saw the battle that took place on Daodu Island.

"You can always go now, right?" the middle-aged Taoist priest asked.

Jian Yun turned his face sideways, glanced at his uncle out of the corner of his eye, shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's a pity, I was going to appear at the last moment, stage a hero to save the beauty, and snatch Cheng Ruan's big beauty." I didn't expect the limelight to be given by this kid. ”

"Let's go. The middle-aged Taoist priest urged.

Jian Yun smiled slightly, shook his head and refused, "If I don't go, won't they still die?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest frowned, and his voice became stern.

"Have you forgotten the order of your ancestor? Our Kunlun Wuliang Mountain is a Taoist inheritance that escapes from the world, and should not be involved in these things, I think you understand, why are you still obsessed!"

"Huh. Jian Yun laughed twice, "The door rules of Wuliang Mountain are to escape the world, but the so-called upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked. Since my dear Master Moyang, I have never avoided the world, and I have always entered the world, otherwise where did the so-called "Records of Immortal Observations" come from? If it is a true immortal, why should I see and hear about it?"

"You!" The middle-aged Taoist priest's face changed, his eyebrows raised, he felt that Jian Yun's words were really rebellious, but he could understand what Jian Yun wanted to express, and he didn't know how to refute it.

The most important thing is that he knows that Jian Yun is a human being, and this remark is his thinking about the rules and inheritance, with his uninhibited nature, sooner or later he will get rid of the shackles of the rules and become a Taoist priest who is as carefree as Mo Yang.

This is the process of finding one's true self, and the middle-aged Taoist priest feels that he should not make any condemnation for it.

So he kept his face calm, put his hands behind his back, no longer looked at Jian Yun, just stared at the sun high in the distance, like a stone sculpture, without saying a word, without even blinking his eyes.