Mu Qiong'er is about sixteen or seventeen years old, she looks delicate, but she is not beautiful, there seems to be a little purple and green shadow between her eyebrows, but her eyebrows are slightly heavier, and her nose is more towering, these discords slightly destroy the overall beauty of her face, but they make her a little more casual and free, which makes Fahai feel very comfortable and pleasing to the eye, and unconsciously wants to pay more attention to her. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Just when Fahai's attention was focused on Mu Qiong'er's appearance, the purple and green swords transformed into the Heavenly Changhong had already cut off the three flying swords of the disciples of the Youlong Sword Sect one after another, and the remaining momentum was unabated, passing through the chests of the three people, flying straight into the sky, and in an instant, the huge sword qi of purple and green was reflected in the sky, dyeing half of the sky into purple and blue, which was not spectacular.

"Little slut, my Dragon Sword Sect won't let you go!"

The eyes of the three disciples of the Dragon Sword Sect were full of resentment, they never thought that they would face the treasure of the Emei Sword Sect in a small temple in the mountains, let alone die in the hands of a fledgling yellow-haired girl.

"Poof~"

Mu Qiong'er forcibly launched the purple and green double swords, and the five internal organs that were also shocked by the huge Tongtian sword qi were shattered, and a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, and the petite and thin body was already a candle in the wind, crumbling.

"Heroine ......"

Fahai saw that Mu Qiong'er was seriously injured, and for some reason, his heart felt an inexplicable pain, as if it was not Mu Qiong'er who was seriously injured and was shaking at this time, but he Fahai himself.

This kind of pain that seemed to come from the depths of his soul and blood, Fahai had never experienced it in his previous life or present life, and even his Zen heart, which had long been cultivated as calm and calm as an eternal rock, seemed to be shaken by it.

"I, Fahai, can even be unstable?!"

Fahai, who has always been proud of his strong heart, seems to have discovered a big joke, but at this time, he can't help but feel the change in his Dao heart that has never been seen since he asked, he is now more concerned about Mu Qiong'er's condition, almost instinctively, a wisp of Fahai's primordial spirit has already flown into the side of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

"Look, the Buddha has appeared!"

With the infertility and others exclaimed, the Buddha light in the Daxiong Treasure Hall rushed into the sky, only to see a grand and holy Buddha light rising up, like the rising sun in the east, the light is full of light, in an instant, the sky descends auspicious, the ground swells white lotus, the Sanskrit sings, the conch sings, the whole golden mountain is shrouded in the boundless Buddha light.

Under the light of the Buddha, the whole golden mountain seems to have turned into the Buddha realm of the West Heaven, becoming solemn and bright.

At the same time, the monks and pilgrims bathed in the magnificent light of the Buddha all felt their own astonishing changes......

"It's so comfortable light, huh?! My hand, my hand has been broken for five years, how can it grow on its own, oh my! The Buddha has appeared! ”

"Ahem...... Yes! My tuberculosis is healed?! ”

"It's so bright! My eyes? Can you see something? How so? ”

Pure Buddha light, as if it has the effect of the living dead, flesh and bones, bathed in the Buddha's light, a group of pilgrims on the golden mountain, regardless of internal injuries, external injuries, new injuries, and old injuries were healed, witnessed this miraculous scene, and heard Fahai and other monks exclaimed, in an instant, almost all the pilgrims were extremely devout kneeling on the ground, hands folded, and bowed to the solemn Mahavira Treasure Hall.

Just when the pilgrims on the mountain knelt on the ground, the injuries on Mu Qiong'er and the three disciples of the Dragon Sword Sect also recovered at an astonishing speed, and soon the internal injuries on Mu Qiong'er's body had healed under the light of the Buddha, but she didn't care to check herself when she stood firm, because most of the Buddha light in the sky gathered here in her, and after healing her internal injuries, the huge Buddha power still entered her body endlessly, circulating along the meridians around her body, moisturizing her internal organs and limbs over and over again. It's like cutting her hair and marrow, gradually reborn her......

This is simply a great fortune!

Mu Qiong'er, who grew up in Emei, a great sect of the eternal sect since she was a child, often heard about all kinds of heavenly blessings and cultivation adventures from her fellow elders, which made her extremely envious, and she couldn't wait to be able to go down the mountain as soon as possible, go to the Eight Desolations and Liuhe, and the ancient ruins to find her own strange fate, but unfortunately, the two masters who made her respect and fear looked at her too closely, and refused to let her leave her by her side for anything, even if she cultivated the Eight Rank Golden Pill, she couldn't go down the mountain to experience like other senior brothers and sisters, let alone go on an adventure to find fate.

Unexpectedly, this time I followed Shizun to Jiangnan, and took advantage of the opportunity of Shizun and the young lady of Longhu Mountain to discuss important matters, and for the first time I mustered up the courage to sneak down the mountain with Shizun on my back, and she encountered this once-in-a-lifetime fate.

As soon as the Buddha's light shone, it was enough for Mu Qiong'er's hundred years of penance, feeling the magical changes that were taking place in herself, and thinking that the stories she had heard since childhood had really happened to her now, which couldn't help but her heart was excited and nervous, and her excited little face was a little red.

"Hehe, good~"

Mu Qiong'er's excited and nervous coquettish appearance made Fahai, who was pretending to chant loudly in the distance, see it, and a slight smile could not help but appear on his dry old face.

At this time, inside the hall of the Mahavira Treasure.

"Senior brother, this Great Sun Bright Sutra is a magical power of Dalin Town Temple, it consumes too much mana, I can't hold it anymore."

Fa Er, who was casting a spell behind the statue of the Buddha of Zhili, was already sweating profusely at this time, prostration, and even the Buddha light behind his head was extremely dim, and he couldn't help but look at the Fahai Yuan God who was obviously absent-minded on his side.

Fahai didn't care about Fa Er's suffering at all, and said indifferently, "If you hold on for a while, it's rare for you to perform the Great Sun Light Sutra once, how can you be so anticlimactic?" There are still dozens of meridians on that girl's body that haven't been washed away......"

"Senior brother, we don't have much friendship with Emei, why do we work so hard to help her?"

"Affinity."

"Then why don't you help me chase Cui'er?"

"Your head is not round."

"Senior brother, don't deal with me, I've known you for so long, I still don't know you? If you are good to someone for no reason, you must have something to ......"

"She's just a fledgling little girl, what do I want from her?"

"That's why it's weird, it's clearly not your style."

"Don't think about it, cast a spell on you."

Outside the hall, the Buddha's light continued to shine on a stick of incense, not only Mu Qiong'er got a great benefit, but the three disciples of the Dragon Sword Sect also shared some rain and dew, and their injuries also recovered quickly.

"How so? We didn't even die? Even the body has recovered as before, this ......" The three disciples of the Dragon Sword Sect were also dumbfounded, looking around, even the joy of resurrection from the dead could hardly dissipate the shock in their hearts at this time. (To be continued.) )