Two days have passed since the battle of Guan Fengshan.

Except for the prince of Changqin, who came and went without a shadow, everyone who was heavily supported temporarily returned to the Jinling Taishou Mansion, the mansion of Jin March and a half, to recuperate.

The sun was rising, a little dazzling, and the warm sunlight shone obliquely on Ye Han's face from the window.

Ye Han closed his eyes tightly, lying in the guest room of Jinling Mansion, No. 2, and there was a white-haired old man beside him who was looking for his pulse.

However, as soon as the old man's hands touched Ye Han's pulse, he was burned by a stream of heat, and he was too busy to take care of himself, shaking his head, and there was no follow-up.

And Tang Guo on the side looked at Ye Han's sleeping appearance, so he soaked in the big pharmacy of Jinling Mansion all day long, grinding pills that this group of famous doctors couldn't understand all day long.

He also developed a few, and after giving it to Ye Han, it can be seen that his expression is soothing, but there is still no sign of waking up.

Consciousness is like sleeping in a dark abyss, the body is shaky, extremely heavy, when I think about it, I raise my eyes, and I only feel that the limbs and hundreds of corpses are burning in the flames.

Just when Ye Han was surrounded by such a ball of flames, he suddenly felt his mouth dry, and he felt that the divine element was about to be evaporated, and a trace of coolness slowly came from the left side of his heart.

At this moment, the mutilated ice feather left by the prince Changqin at that time, according to the instructions of the sea of flowers, Jin March half-ordered people to search for skilled craftsmen in the city, combined with the rare water and moon cold iron in the world, and cast an irregular necklace from the left shoulder around the right arm and fixed in front of Ye Han's heart.

This trace of cold qi emanated from this thousand-year-old ice feather, and it fought against the phoenix fire that Chilan left in Ye Han's body.

Jin March and a half looked at Ye Han's face struggling painfully, and his heart became more and more anxious, in the eyes of this Jin Gongzi, there must be repayment, and now he owes Ye Han a favor, how can he watch Ye Han fall in his own house like this, so he begged the flower sea monk to think of ideas to save Ye Han.

"Master Huahai, Engong hasn't woken up for many days, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid it's more auspicious. Save him with your supernatural powers. ”

"I have a way, maybe I can try. ”

Hua Hai sighed, his eyes condensed slightly, put the Buddha beads on the table in front of Ye Han's couch, rolled up the sleeves of his robe, stood Ye Han cross-legged in front of him, and silently recited the Heart Sutra of Buddhism in his mouth.

Before, Ye Han's body had a devouring and sucking force, and his own Senluo divine power seemed to have a kind of underworld fit, at this moment, Huahai decided to instill the Senluo divine power in his body into Ye Han's body, as for how much Ye Han can absorb, it depends on his own creation.

However, external forces are external forces after all, and it is not certain that they will become disasters in the future.

From the beginning of the year, Huahai has always had a secret buried in his heart, that is, he will never die, and the evidence is that he has never died until now.

This secret is only known to himself, Senior Brother of the Seven Tribulations, Master Wuxin, and all the monks of the Buddha Temple of Bitterness, and no Nth person knows it.

At that time, Huahai spent five cents to buy a solitary book of the Tang Dynasty, Journey to the West, which tells the story of a monk riding a white horse, taking a monkey, a pig and an honest man, all the way to subdue demons and subdue demons, and go to Zhu to seek the true scriptures.

The monk in the book is always chased and killed by goblins, and he has to be tied up to cook and eat, the reason is that the monks in the book have Tang monk meat, and the monsters eat it, and they can live forever and have boundless mana.

Huahai never expected that when he grew up, he would become both a monkey and a Tang monk.

I have to be responsible for slaying demons and demons, and I have to be responsible for relief, I really want to give myself a vacation, the kind that lasts indefinitely, every time I raise flowers, sprinkle water is not good, why bother to fight and kill.

"Amitabha~"

To get back to the point, when Huahai was six years old, he strayed into the purple bamboo forest and met an adult black bear, the specific details, Huahai never mentioned it to anyone, only knew that three days later, it was difficult to see the flower sea for many days, searched around, and finally saw the figure of the flower sea crawling on the ground on the edge of a cliff in the purple bamboo forest.

At that time, the sea of flowers was no longer human, there were traces of bites all over the body, the limbs were exposed to the white bones, and the heart and liver were still there, but half of the intestines were scratched out.

The monk of the Seven Tribulations thought the same, and he was crying at that time, and his tears were like his own dead son.

Under the unintentional abbot, a funeral was not a grand funeral for Huahai, and the soil was thick to bury it.

But he didn't think about it, and three days later, Hua Hai appeared in front of the Seven Tribulations monk with a body of dust, and the previous fatal wounds were completely gone, as if they had never been.

The sea of flowers stood so stupidly, and asked the seven difficulties, is there any leftover steamed buns in the kitchen, and his stomach is hungry. . .

The expression of the monk of the Seven Tribulations at that time was like seeing a ghost in vain, shouting, and with the boss's chin, he could almost stuff three white-flour steamed buns.

Since then, this matter has been classified as a secret story of the Buddha Temple of Bitterness by the abbot Master Wuya, and it has been kept secret and forbidden to be discussed, and it has slowly been forgotten.

However, as the master of Huahai, Master Wuxin, one of the three abbots of the Buddha Temple, as the master of Huahai, once carefully observed Huahai for a period of time, until Huahai was ten years old, he suffered another fatal injury, and he did not see the magical ability of the Senluo Divine Seal.

At the age of ten, Huahai followed his master Master Wuxin, and his senior brother had seven difficulties, and went to Beihai to collect demons.

In the north of the North Sea, there are dragons going to sea in the north, and there are hundreds of fishermen in the south, for more than 100 years, there is nothing to do with each other, but decades ago, the seven stars and the sun, the daytime meteors, the sky opened a huge opening.

This spectacle, the entire Zhongzhou continent, is visible to the naked eye, and everyone can see it.

Since then, strange things have happened in the entire Zhongzhou, and the demonic aura that has been dormant for a long time in various places has jumped up one after another like ants on a hot pot.

There was turmoil in the imperial city of Kyoto in the past, and there was a reckless demon born in the future, and then the dragon in the North Sea was churning, and all parts of the state and county were in a sad and sad state.

Just in the expectation of the hundred schools of the righteous path, the head of the Divine Crane Dao Gate can take action, lead the hundred schools, and resist the invasion of all evils, but I heard that the head of the Divine Crane Dao Gate has passed away, and he drove the crane immortal to go, and the big disciple Mangkhut under the door ran away inexplicably.

The whole Zhongzhou was in an uproar, and the people were panicked.

However, the times create heroes, in this catastrophe, not everyone is waiting to be killed, the Crane Daomen under the leadership of the other six true Rao, still bravely resisted, everywhere to eliminate demons and demons, at the same time, such as always living in seclusion, only accept incense from pilgrims, rarely ask about mundane things of the Buddha Temple, at this special moment also stood up.

Hua Hai's unforgettable experience at the age of ten is the origin of this background.

Now although Hua Hai is called a master, he is only in his early sixteens, less than seventeen.

The North Sea is covered with film, and the dragon is catching the waves, that was six years ago.

Six years ago, in 743 A.D.,

The North Sea is vast and the waves are vast.

Soon, there will be a big event here, a big big thing.

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