When the old monk saw the divine thunder thrown at him, he hurriedly took out a clay bowl and went to the divine thunder. The www.biquge.info tile bowl was an object that the old monk carried with him to beg for food, and finally refined it into his natal immortal treasure, although it has not been upgraded yet, but it also has a third-level immortal treasure level.

The tile bowl turned into the size of a house, and suddenly covered the divine thunder, only to hear the sound of "bang", and there was a loud noise in the tile bowl. Like a rocket, the tile bowl "swished" into the sky, but the tile bowl was not broken, but only "whirring" black smoke outward.

"Ahem, cough, cough", a seven or eight-year-old monk came out of the clay bowl, and coughed for a while.

"Who, who made the sin, I don't know if there is a child taking a nap inside, what kind of cannonball!" The little monk coughed for a while, wiped the tears on his face with his sleeve, and shouted angrily.

"Good boy, where are the people who set off the cannons!" the old monk pointed to the void.

"Is there no one there?" the little monk couldn't help but wonder when he saw that he didn't see anyone.

"How can there be no one, you open your holy eyes and see!" said the old monk.

"Really?" the little monk raised his left index finger, and a blue eye opened on his forehead.

A blue light shot in the direction pointed by the old monk, and only to hear an "ouch" sound, Tetsuichiro fell from the void and appeared in shape.

"How is it, Master didn't lie to you, right?" the old monk looked at the little monk and nodded.

"It turned out to be an eight-legged demon!" The little monk was annoyed, he pulled out a slingshot from behind him, and grabbed a fiery red stone from the void, and shot it at Tieichiro.

"Ah~" Tetsuichiro was broken and used an oil-paper umbrella to block it, but the fiery red stone passed through the umbrella and shot him in the left shoulder. The oil-paper umbrella was stained with fire and burst into flames, and Tetsuichiro's left shoulder turned the color of magma in a split second, as if it had been pierced by a fiery meteorite.

Tetsuichiro didn't dare to slack off, so he slashed his palm in pain, cut off his left shoulder, and fled as a black spider the size of a house.

"Demon, where to escape?" the little monk continued to shoot the stone.

"Huh~", a fiery red stone hit the head of the black spider, and the black spider screamed like a baby and fell into the sea. As soon as the water rushes, the fat belly floats on the water, and it looks like a leather cut from a distance.

The old monk waved his sleeves and released Master Zhiqiao, the black dragon, and the little Taoist priest.

"Divine monk, is this the disciple you accepted?" the black dragon looked at the little monk and said curiously.

"Well, yes, his name is Quitting!" the old monk nodded.

The little monk's face was blackened by the divine thunder, and with a stomach full of anger, he jumped on the trampoline on the belly of the black spider. After a while, the anger was gone.

"Quit the fire, come here!" the old monk beckoned to the little monk.

"Okay!" the little monk jumped over, but looked at the three of them and frowned, "The three of you are too bad, aren't they? ”

What he meant, he didn't look at the three of them.

Monk Zhiqiao and the black dragon were embarrassed, no wonder he said that he was not very old, but his strength was not bad, and even the immortals were folded in his hands. The two of them have been formed for tens of thousands of years, and they have really cultivated to the belly of a dog.

"Your name is Quit Fire?" the little Taoist priest also glanced at his face.

"What are you looking at?" the little monk looked a little uncomfortable, "Do I have flowers on my face?"

"No, I'm looking to see if you have male characteristics!" the little Taoist priest said nonsense.

"What do you mean by male characteristics?" the little monk frowned when he heard this, what the Taoist priest said did not seem to be good.

"This, well, quit the fire," Heilong heard this, and his spirit rose, "What this Taoist friend means is that you may be a little nun, in secular terms, a girl." ”

"Girl?" The little monk was even more strange, he hadn't heard what a girl was, so he couldn't help but look at the old monk, "Master, what is a girl?"

"Girls are, girls are...... It's the dominatrix!" The old monk glared at the black dragon and said to the little monk. It's just a little Taoist priest talking nonsense, what kind of mess are you adding, isn't this teaching a bad little monk?

"Dominatrix?" the little monk looked annoyed when he heard this, "Who do you say is like a dominatrix?

The old monk had taken him to Hell for a tour and had seen the Dominatrix, so when he heard that he was like a Dominatrix, he looked angrily at the Black Dragon and the Little Dao Earth, these two people were really disgusting. I really want to shoot them with a slingshot.

"Don't be rude!" the old monk saw that the little monk's qi was unstable, and shouted loudly with mana.

The little monk only felt a cool breath rushing into his sea of divine consciousness, making his divine thoughts certain, so he was busy meditating in the void and suppressing some of the anger that was about to move.

"Divine monk, the body of the little junior brother who quit fire seems to be a little unsmooth!" Monk Zhiqiao said strangely.

Master Zhiqiao is just a wooden fish of a monk, and he doesn't dare to call himself his master, and he considers himself a servant. However, Buddhism advocates the equality of all beings, and the monks naturally disagree. As a result, they could only call the old monk a monk, and they considered themselves to be a junior monk, so they called the little monk a junior brother.

"Alas, this son has a special origin, and it is the leftover material of the stone that mends the sky......" the monk explained.

The leftovers of the Stone of Mending the Heavens? It was a fairy material, and everyone was surprised when they heard it. This is different from the thing that has evolved into immortal materials by cultivation, and he has been transformed into an immortal body from the point of being enlightened. No wonder he was able to easily restrain Tie Yiyan, and besides, after being blown up by that divine thunder, there was nothing to do.

"But, Divine Monk, how could he call it quitting fire?" said the black dragon strangely.

"Alas, if a piece of immortal material is thrown into the sea of suffering, you say, what will you think if you are an immortal material. The old monk glanced at him.

"This, naturally, is a big fire!" said the black dragon.

"Look over there, do you know how the volcano came about?" the old monk pointed to the crater dozens of miles away, "It was done before the fire was quit and before the soul was born." ”

So that's the case, a few people were taken aback, and it seems that the leftovers of this Heaven Mending Stone are really not easy to mess with. The temperature emitted from the crater was enough to melt Dao Bao. Not to mention the temperature under that volcano.

The little Taoist priest remembered that there was a gas eroding the skin in this bitter sea, could it be that the volcano erupted? Also, what was the matter with the Lotus Danding?

As if seeing through everyone's thoughts, the old monk nodded: "That Lotus Danding was put down by a golden immortal in order to refine the leftovers of the Heaven Replenishing Stone." ”

However, the golden immortal still estimated the energy of the Heaven Replenishing Stone, and when it was almost refined, the Heaven Replenishing Stone shook violently. In the end, it rushed out of the lotus pill and set off a huge wind and waves in the sea of bitterness, of course, the volcano was its handiwork.

At that time, the old monk had just been promoted to the Bodhisattva of the Three Lands, and when he saw the bitter sea rising, he came here to collect the stone to mend the sky. However, he found that it had given birth to a trace of spiritual wisdom, so he lit it up with the Dharma every day for thousands of years, and finally, when it took shape, it became a little monk.

However, the little monk has the property of mending the heavens and stones, and it is an extremely yang thing, as long as it is fired, it will cause thousands of miles of red hell. Therefore, in order to teach him, the old monk helped him to give him the Dharma name Quit Fire.

After reciting the heart-purifying mantra, the little monk suppressed his anger and purified his heart. However, when I looked at the little Taoist priest and the black dragon, it was still not very pleasing to the eye, and it was they who almost let their emotions go out of control and cause boundless disasters.

"Little Elder, I'm really sorry!" The little Taoist priest felt a little reckless after listening to what the old monk said, and apologized to the little monk.

"Well, that's pretty much it!" Seeing the little Taoist apologizing, the little monk didn't hold on to it, but nodded.

"This is what I picked from a secret place, let me quench your thirst!" The little Taoist priest took out a golden peach from his arms and handed it to the little monk. This golden peach was obtained by him from the rotten peach mountain, and he had given the little pepper from the fairy world before, and the little pepper thought it was good.

"Peaches?" the little monk was overjoyed at first sight. It's not very useful for you, but it's good to quench your thirst. As soon as I took it, I ate it in three or two bites. The gaze that looked at the little Taoist priest was also much kinder.

"This is the bitter sea, clear water is hard to find, here are a few bottles of sour plum water, you can use it to moisten your throat!" The little Taoist priest took out a few more bottles, which were full of spiritual liquid, taken from the inconspicuous treasury of the rotten peach mountain.

For children, this gift is indispensable to win their favor. Sure enough, when the little monk heard that there was still something to drink, he hurriedly took a few bottles, pulled out the lid and smelled it, his eyebrows rose, and he disappeared in a flash. Needless to say, I went back to the fairy bowl.

"Alas, this boy!" the old monk shook his head. The little monk is now a Bodhisattva cultivator in the three places, but his mind is not stable at all, and he is completely a child.

"Why did you leave, I haven't told him yet, what is the real beauty of a girl!" the black dragon scratched his cheeks, a little dissatisfied.

"Heiqi, do you want to go to the bitter prison again?" the old monk glared at him when he heard this.

The Bitter Prison is a prison under the sea of suffering, a place where the old monk practiced in his early years, and later evolved on its own and became a small purgatory. After the black dragon transformed, he was once punished once, and whenever he thought about it, he trembled.

"Don't, Monk!" the black dragon heard and wailed, "Little Qizi doesn't dare anymore." ”

There are nine levels in the prison, and each floor is a live recreation of the suffering experienced by the monks. For example, on the first floor, the monk went out to do penance, encountered heavy rain in the wild, and finally could only spend the night under a tree outside the swamp.

The next morning, his whole body was crawling with countless bitter leeches. All beings are equal, and he can't hurt their lives, but their suckers are well developed and difficult to pull out, and some of them have penetrated through his nostrils and ears...... Of course, the leeches in the bitter prison are no longer the bitter leeches encountered by the old monks.

"Heiqi, you should also enter the second layer, otherwise, the gap between you and your deity will get bigger and bigger. The old monk said calmly.

"Divine monk, Zhi Qiao is willing to go to the bitter prison with Hei Qi's junior brother!" Master Zhi Qiao on the side pleaded with the old monk Lizhang.

"Okay, if you and your deity can survive the ninth layer of the Bitter Prison, the old man will officially accept you as a disciple!" the old monk said seriously.

"Thank you Monk!" Monk Zhiqiao was overjoyed, pulling the black dragon with a bitter face. As soon as the black dragon thought of the situation in the bitter prison, his heart twitched.