Chapter XXXVIII

Ten thousand thunderbolts pressed down, thunder filled the sky, and the sky rumbled.

Monk Miao Zhen strolls on the rippling lake, calm and relaxed, like a true Buddha.

A pair of golden eyes emitted a dazzling light, which seemed to be able to penetrate all the vanity of the world, through layers of mist.

Monk Miaozhen actually found a head, a head that seemed to be floating on the surface of the lake, like duckweed, with nothing to rely on.

The golden eyes were dazzling, and the monk Miaozhen used great magic power to manifest the scene in front of him in that pair of golden eyes.

It was a man's head, but he couldn't help frowning as the sight became clearer, the man seemed familiar, the first thought that crossed his mind.

He couldn't help but be a little surprised, the pair of bright golden eyes slowly lost their brilliance, and the eyes of Monk Miaozhen turned into a pair of clear black eyes again.

Monk Miaozhen's eyes narrowed slightly, gently stroked the water mill Zen staff in his hand, and whispered: "It's really strange, could it be that Brother Ye was split by the Nine Heavens Thunder by mistake and separated his flesh and blood?

I saw that Monk Miaozhen leaned forward, and swished to speed up, faintly with the momentum of thunder, he turned into an afterimage, and quickly approached Ye Chen.

There were large ripples behind him, and occasionally thunder fell on him, but it was easily dissolved by his strong body, and it seemed that it did not cause much damage to him.

The facial expression was extremely resolute, and it was not shaken by the power of the thunder and lightning that struck by chance, and the speed was still fast.

Suddenly, a violent lightning bolt swooped down at great speed, and was about to hit the bright head of Monk Miaozhen.

I saw him open his mouth slightly, cast the six-character mantra of Buddhism, and said softly: "Om!"

Suddenly, a golden light appeared from his mouth, like a condensed text, to meet the huge thunder and lightning, and the two intersected, making a huge explosion.

"Boom!"

The bright lightning suddenly dimmed, and finally disappeared into the sky along with the golden light.

It seemed that Monk Miaozhen was contempting Tianwei like this, and the residual power of the thunder tribulation immediately gathered on his head, and suddenly turned into a layer of dark clouds.

It was mixed with violent lightning, rumbling, and it seemed that the power could easily kill a monk who cultivated the Qi Realm.

Although Monk Miaozhen felt such a strange change, he was still calm and composed, and his brows did not wrinkle.

Still walking at a high speed on the surface of the lake, and descending the thunder arc, Monk Miaozhen is still calmly using the six-character mantra of Buddhism to resist.

Although it poured down with terrifying power every time, and the thunder and lightning had the ability to destroy all things, Monk Miaozhen still took it smoothly with his breath.

There is no trace of disorder in the breath, and it seems to be at ease I have never touched the water mill Zen stick in my hand from beginning to end.

Monk Miaozhen reached the core of the thunderstorm all the way without danger, and finally saw Ye Chen's head.

With regret in his eyes, he bowed his head and said, "Master Ye, you have unfortunately fallen here, I will definitely surpass you when I go back!" Amitabha Buddha ......."

But before he could finish speaking, Ye Chen turned around and looked over, maybe he had been soaking in the water for too long Plus the loss of spiritual power was a bit large.

Ye Chen's face was like a blank piece of paper, without a trace of blood.

The two looked at each other, staring at each other with wide eyes, and the two blinked awkwardly.

......

After a moment of silence, Ye Chen pursed his lips and said dissatisfiedly: "You are a big-headed ghost, you are a dead bald donkey, you dare to curse me?"

Monk Miaozhen coughed dryly a few times, touched the shiny big bald head, and said weakly: "I saw your head floating on the surface of the lake, I thought it was ......."

Ye Chen snorted coldly, and finally suddenly thought of business.

Because he had a thunderstorm on his head, and he couldn't get rid of it, he was at a loss for a while, and then he actually saw a living person, of course, he wanted to ask.

After a pause, after dissipating his anger, Ye Chen looked at Monk Miaozhen, smashed his mouth and said, "You broke in from the outside?"

"Exactly!" replied Monk Miao Zhen honestly.

Ye Chen's eyes lit up immediately, and there was more fiery in his eyes when he looked at Monk Miaozhen: "Monk, since you can come in, can you take me out!?"

"But, but I need to find out where the Thunder Tribulation Liquid has gone first!" said Monk Miaozhen without thinking.

"Thunder Tribulation Liquid ???"

Ye Chen felt that Monk Miaozhen shouldn't be able to lie, after all, the monks didn't speak, he looked at Monk Miaozhen's serious expression and said, "There is thunder robbery liquid here?"

"I sensed the breath of the thunderstorm liquid all the way, and it was impossible to chase the wrong one, but when the thunder tribulation liquid entered this thunderstorm, it hid the qi, and it was difficult for me to detect it, and I came to the center of this thunderstorm just to get the truth," Monk Miaozhen said seriously.

Now, he changed Ye Chen and wondered He only knew that he saw this terrifying scene as soon as he woke up, and the strangest thing was that he seemed to be tracked by this thunderstorm and couldn't get rid of it.

As soon as he moved slightly, the center of the same thunderstorm would change, and he looked down at the water, feeling nothing but something flowing into his body, but he couldn't feel it.

Everything seemed so mysterious that he couldn't figure it out for a while.

Ye Chen held his chin and lowered his head to think, but he still couldn't figure it out, and then he felt that the spiritual power in his body seemed to be somewhat exhausted.

He said abruptly: "Monk, can you please hold me, my spiritual power is almost unbearable, I can't swim, I'm afraid I'm going to sink later!"

It looks miserable like that, Monk Miaozhen frowned slightly, thinking it was incredible, meaning that I want a big monk to hug your princess?

Walking into Ye Chen slowly, he looked down at Ye Chen's feet, and sure enough, he found that Ye Chen's toes were indeed standing on a short sword, and it seemed that his body was still sinking.

From these appearances, it can be roughly judged that what Ye Chen said is not false, and it is not groundless.

But what surprised him was that Ye Chen was actually able to stand on the sword, which made him feel amazing, because the little Naling Realm monk shouldn't be able to do such a thing.

This is unheard of!

The art of the sword is generally only performed by monks who have reached the Qi Cultivation Realm, and it must also be a sword cultivator.

Cultivating the Qi Realm to cultivate the monk's Origin Sword Qi, and using the Qi Imperial Sword to be able to arbitrarily for nine days, as for the speed, it is linked to the strength of the Origin Sword Qi.

The higher the quality of the Origin Sword Qi, the faster the Blade Keeper will be, and vice versa.

Although Ye Chen's movement speed was not fast, it really surprised him a little.

After a brief period of distraction, Monk Miaozhen came back to his senses and sighed lightly.

Walked to Ye Chen's side, slowly bent down, and put the water mill Zen staff on the water, the water mill Zen staff flashed with golden light, and miraculously did not fall to the bottom of the lake.

Floats smoothly on the surface of the water, like a feather, floating smoothly on the surface of the lake.

Then the Miaozhen monk threw off his sleeve robe, and the sleeve was unfolded, and the water mill Zen staff slowly became smaller and sucked into his sleeve robe.

Stretching out his hands, Monk Miaozhen slowly hugged Ye Chen, and this time the cheeks of the two were a little closer.

I don't know why both of them feel strange in their hearts, but they are also silent.

Although Monk Miaozhen's body looked thin, he didn't expect that his arm strength was unparalleled, and he easily fished Ye Chen out of the water.

Ye Chen's clothes were wet, soaking Monk Miaozhen's clothes, but Monk Miaozhen didn't care about these details.

After successfully leaving the water, Ye Chen also used some residual spiritual power to summon the short sword back from the water with great difficulty.

But as Monk Miaozhen moved with Ye Chen in his arms, Monk Miaozhen also felt a change, and it seemed that he was moving by himself, and the thunderstorm eye would also move.

He thought about it for a while, as if there was no change before, this subtle change was the change after holding Ye Chen.

He glanced down at the man in his arms, his face was pale, but then he felt a trace of qi flowing around Ye Chen.

Ye Chen couldn't perceive that the realm was too low, but Monk Miaozhen had a keen sense, and he noticed this subtle change.

That breath seemed to contain the law of thunder and lightning, and he was suddenly startled, looked up at the sky, and found that the thunderstorm breath above seemed to be weakened again.

He immediately had an idea in his heart, he immediately blurted out, his eyes widened, he looked at the weak man, and said with a hint of joy on his face: "Is the Thunder Tribulation Liquid here with you?"

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and said, "Ahh

Monk Miao Zhen was not disappointed, but continued with a flutter of eyebrows: "There is definitely some secret in your body, that thing is absorbing the power of the thunder tribulation of this heaven and earth, and it is precisely because of its existence that it has caused this series of changes. ”

There was a pause.

Ye Chen thought deeply, he was suddenly a little surprised by Monk Miaozhen's conjecture, indeed he did have a secret, a black sword of unknown origin.

And the monk Miao Zhen said that it was the things in his body that brought about this series of drastic changes, and he suddenly realized why this thunderstorm had been revolving around him, and it turned out to be such a reason.

Hearing him say this, didn't he rob the opportunity of Monk Miaozhen halfway, and now the bitter master has come to the door?

Ye Chen's mind was immersed and he sensed the Mo Xuan Sword in his body, but it seemed that there was too little spiritual power left to perceive the Mo Xuan Sword.

Ye Chen reopened his eyes, looked at the expectant Monk Miaozhen, exhaled and said, "I'm too weak to perceive it now, why don't you lend me some spiritual power and help me check it?"

Monk Miaozhen pursed his lips and said, "But, as long as you can give me a reasonable explanation!"

I saw that the monk Miaozhen was suddenly surrounded by golden light, dazzling, like a golden-bodied ancient Buddha.

There is a breath of qi flowing on the surface of the skin, and the light is flowing, and the chanting of the ancient Buddha faintly sounds.

This power continued to emerge from Monk Miaozhen's body, turning into a golden streamer that converged towards Ye Chen's body.

Just like a hundred rivers slowly converging into a river, Ye Chen only felt that his body was warm, and he looked at the sea of qi in his body.

Monk Miaozhen's spiritual power was like a round of scorching sun, lighting up Ye Chen's gloomy and dark sea of qi, making Ye Chen's sea of qi world bright and no longer so dark......

Slowly, Ye Chen felt that his state was gradually recovering, and the complexion on his face was also getting better, slowly becoming ruddy and shiny, and he was no longer so lifeless.

He became the young man with red lips and white teeth again, and he was full of vitality.

Ye Chen took a deep breath, he could feel that the power of Monk Miaozhen was incomparably refined, there was almost no impurity, and it was as pure as water.

Then he exhaled a breath of turbidity, his eyes flowed, feeling the pitch-black phantom in his body, and in his mind, he found the location of the Mo Xuan Sword, and hibernated in his pitch-black sea of qi, just like a black dragon that had been sleeping.

Consciousness gradually merged into the Mo Xuan Sword, and he found that the Mo Xuan Sword actually became a small world of its own, and at this time, a few words suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Sumeru Na mustard seeds. ”

"One flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi. ”

His soul trembled, all due to his overexcitement, and he was deeply shocked by the sight in front of him.

This small world is vast, as if it can really accommodate the next world, only to see that there is a terrifying sea of clouds in this small world, thunderclouds rolling, black oppression.

That's right, this is the condensation of the power of the thunder tribulation absorbed by the Mo Xuan Sword, maybe because it was absorbed by the Mo Xuan Sword, so these thunderbolts did not attack Ye Chen's mind.

If you look closely, there are ten drops of crystal clear liquid floating above the thundercloud, which seems to have the effect of purifying the soul, and it is extremely sacred.

It was actually ten drops of Thunder Tribulation Liquid, Ye Chen couldn't help but get excited, it was a treasure liquid that even Monk Miaozhen coveted, and it had an extraordinary effect on monks like them who refined their physical bodies and took the path of sanctification of their physical bodies.

Ye Chen's mind wandered over, he gently stretched out his fingers, and those mysterious thunder tribulation liquids swam around his fingers, like a group of obedient elves, jumping alive.

"Ye Shizhu, Ye Shizhu......"

At this time, the anxious voice of Monk Miaozhen suddenly sounded in his ears.

There was a pause.

Ye Chen reopened his eyes and looked up at Monk Miaozhen, he sighed heavily, shook his head, and continued to sigh.

Monk Miaozhen was anxious: "What the hell is going on? Master Ye Shi don't keep sighing! I'm in a hurry to die monk!"

Ye Chen smiled and said: "I can get the Thunder Tribulation Liquid, but with my current strength, I can only take out part of it, this must be a monk, you understand." ”

Monk Miaozhen paused first, stared at Ye Chen, and saw that Ye Chen's eyes were a little erratic, he immediately understood, and was skeptical of Ye Chen's words.

According to the relationship with Ye Chen in the past few days, Ye Chen's urine sex still doesn't understand, and he is flamboyant, looking like he must be willing to give him some benefits from him.

Monk Miaozhen smiled dumbly, staring at Ye Chen's eyes, making Ye Chen uncomfortable and itchy.

I thought, "Could it be that this hairy monk has seen through my mind?"

Sure enough, Monk Miaozhen said softly: "Master Ye, if you have anything to say, just say it, don't hide it, we are not outsiders, I know you want to trade with me with some things, but it doesn't hurt to say, as long as you don't hurt heaven and reason, do evil things, monk, I can agree, you can give me a few drops of thunder robbery liquid! ”

Ye Chen suddenly laughed: "Monk, where are you, am I that kind of person? It's just that with my current strength, I really can't completely urge that item, so the amount that can be taken out of this thunder tribulation liquid is greatly reduced, and now I can only take out five drops with my hard work." ”

Monk Miaozhen's eyes suddenly lit up, shook his head and said, "Harm! Five drops are just enough." ”

"You just have to say your request, monk, I will take it, and I won't ask you for five drops of thunder tribulation liquid in vain. Monk Miaozhen said with a serious face.

At this time, Ye Chen writhed in the arms of Monk Miaozhen and touched Monk Miaozhen's head, it was really silky enough, slippery, and felt great.

Monk Miaozhen immediately rolled his eyes, if he hadn't asked Ye Chen, he wouldn't have let Ye Chen touch his head easily, he didn't like that.

As a result, I didn't expect this goods to be inch by inch, looking at the current appearance, it is a bit inch, even if Ye Chen keeps touching down, he can only bear it.

He wanted to cry without tears, thinking to himself why Ye Chen, this kid, owed so much, he had to torture him like this, which made his heart itch.

If it weren't for Ye Chen's request now, he would definitely break off a few of his bones and let him learn a lesson, and he wouldn't be a monk to bully.

"Master Ye, hurry up and make it clear, don't tease the monk me!"

was teased by Ye Chen like this, and Monk Miaozhen was really anxious now.

"But it's really silky!" Ye Chen said with a snicker.

Suddenly, Monk Miaozhen's face was as black as the bottom of the pot, and he was playing and making trouble, so it was better to leave this ghost place early.

Ye Chen simply made a request, only to see him look at Monk Miaozhen with a serious face and said: "The request is very simple, I think you are very powerful, monk, just give me a helper for three months!

"Okay, good!" Monk Miaozhen readily agreed.

......

Immersed in his mind, Ye Chen took out five drops of crystal clear thunder tribulation liquid as agreed, and Monk Miaozhen shook his sleeve robe, and the five drops of thunder tribulation liquid were put away by him.

Ye Chen looked up at the sky, the thunderclouds still hadn't dispersed, although the thunderclouds had weakened a lot at this time, but he still couldn't solve the dense thunderclouds.

He looked at Monk Miaozhen, hoping for a solution.

"How do you break through this thundercloud?"

"Well said!"

"How?"

"At this time, this thundercloud has been weakened to the extreme, and it should not be a problem for Xiao Seng to break through this thundercloud with his strength. ”

These words are earth-shattering, and the Miaozhen monk is amazing, and he actually said such a sentence so lightly, which is really magnificent.

"Forcibly broken?" Ye Chen was a little incredulous, looking up at Monk Miaozhen who was speaking wildly, only to see that Monk Miaozhen's expression was very calm, his face was unwavering, and his face was calm.

"Monks don't speak!Amitabha!" Monk Miaozhen said lightly, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, pouted, and said, "Monk, you are really excellent......

"Before that, I'll send Master Ye ashore first! Otherwise, monk, I won't be able to show my fists!"

"Let's go!"

......

In this way, Monk Miaozhen walked towards the shore, Ling Bo walked slightly, as if walking in a leisurely garden, and the thunderclouds began to move with the movement of the two.