What a powerful Genshin attack! Jiang Hanxue only felt as if there was a fly, no, it was a bunch of flies in his head, buzzing...... Airplanes...... Airplanes...... She wanted to grab the fly, squeeze its belly, pull its intestines out, and then strangle its neck with its intestines and pull it hard! Let the fly's whole tongue stick out, and she will raise the knife again, and boom - the whole world is quiet!

However, this is just imagination after all, in reality, Jiang Hanxue still has to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, enduring the "humiliation of the crotch" on the one hand, and the flies on the other, not the "buzzing" of the masters, what is the red dragon compared to this?

Fortunately, she still has a little Dan fire, and the little Dan fire in her heart is like a bright lamp, blooming with a red light flame!

The red light flame spread from her heart in all directions, enveloping her whole person, for Jiang Hanxue, the "buzz" of the masters is like boundless darkness, and the red light flame is like the only light in the boundless darkness!

The light is constantly fighting against the darkness, although the boundless darkness is like the sea that sets off stormy waves, and a little light is like a small sampan that tosses violently in the sea, but no matter how strong the wind and waves on the sea are, the small sampan has never been destroyed.

With the support of Danhuo, Jiang Hanxue stabilized the Dao heart, even if the masters sang the "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra" in the "Buzz", Jiang Hanxue's Dao heart was also as solid as a rock, until a certain moment the Buddha Yin Sanskrit chanting came to an abrupt end!

"Amitabha!" The instinct master put down the wooden fish in his hand, closed his tired eyes with his hands together, and meditated silently to breathe.

He didn't know what was wrong, it was not the first time that he had sealed a person's short-term memory with the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra, he had always been familiar with it, but today it gave him a feeling of extreme hardship, even with the blessings of hundreds of monks, he was like walking in a muddy pond, and every step required all his strength.

The old monk was really tired, tired and sweating profusely, but fortunately he finally got out of the mud pond, and the instinct master, who had borne the greatest pressure alone, decided to be alone.

So the first master of the Precept Academy's branch stood up and folded his hands and bowed: "Amitabha, everyone has worked hard!" ”

The three generations of monks of the old, middle and young generations all stood up and folded their hands to return the salute: "You and I are disciples of Buddhism, it is within our duty to help the world and save people!" ”

Master Yuantong exchanged glances with the other monks, and the monks immediately brought up the things that had been prepared a long time ago......

Smelling the smell of burning, Jiang Hanxue quietly opened his eyes, and peeked into a few precept monks who were burning the rune paper with words written on it that although they didn't know what it was, they always felt very powerful, and poured it into the bowl!

There were already two branches soaked in the big bowl, and that's not all, the monk dug up a handful of incense ashes from an incense burner and poured it into the bowl, and then stirred it in the bowl with the fingers that had just dug out the boogers or scratched the buttocks!

After the mixture was completed, the monks distributed the handmade unknown liquid to the old, middle-aged and young monks.

The old, middle-aged and young monks each took a bowl of unknown liquid, walked to the unconscious students respectively, first recited something "bala bala bala", and then took a big mouthful of this bowl of unknown liquid in their mouths, and sprayed it according to the student's face!

It was immediate, and the student was able to immediately open his eyes and wipe his face with an unknown liquid mixed with saliva and thick phlegm - another good man!

It's so beautiful that I don't dare to look at it! Jiang Hanxue closed her eyes again, but she still couldn't suppress the nausea......

At this moment, Master Yuantong walked towards Jiang Hanxue with a bowl of unknown liquid, and not far away, Master Yuanfang's eyes kept tracking Master Yuantong.

When he saw that Master Yuantong was indeed the first to choose "Murong Kunpeng" to rescue, Master Yuanfang couldn't help but shake his head in distress.

He had already persuaded Master Yuantong, but it was useless, it seemed that Master Yuantong had become addicted to this path and could not turn back......

However, when his eyes were all on Master Yuantong, from an angle that he could not see, a leprosy monk was also looking at him in disappointment......

Master Yuantong knelt down in front of Jiang Hanxue, holding the big bowl in one hand, standing in front of his chest with one palm in the other, and recited in a reverent whisper: "Om, the excavator, the sophomore, bargain for nothing, pull dentures, brush the ......"

This is the [Willow Guanyin Mantra].

Since the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra seals people's memories and causes some mental damage, the Willow Guanyin Mantra can minimize the mental damage.

What's more, the students' coma was frightened by ghosts, and the "Yangliu Guanyin Mantra" with righteous light to purify all living beings happened to break it!

After finishing the recitation, Master Yuantong tilted his neck and drank a bowl of unknown liquid into his mouth, and his two cheeks were bulging like squirrels with pine nuts in his mouth, and his eyes were about to spray into the face of "Murong Kunpeng".

Jiang Hanxue trembled, sat up abruptly without hesitation, and shouted with a confused face: "Who am I?" Where am I? What am I doing now? ”

I'm an Amitabha! Master Yuantong was just about to get ready to go, and after eating Jiang Hanxue's fright, he couldn't squirt it out, but he swallowed all the unknown liquid in his mouth with a "goo-dong", and suddenly the old monk's face changed greatly:

Donor! It's easy for you to lose mine! Vomit –

"Yuantong Master Nephew!"

"Senior Brother Yuantong!"

"Uncle Yuantong!"

A group of old, middle-aged and young monks hurriedly surrounded him, some supported his arm, some helped him pat his back, some rubbed his chest muscles to help him smooth his qi, and some directly transmitted internal force to help him, but they couldn't stop Master Yuantong's joy!

Amitabha...... The instinct master, who was meditating and pranayama, was disturbed, and opened his eyes angrily: "What's going on again?" ”

The old man is really heartbroken for this broken school!

"Instinctive Master Uncle Ancestor," a warrior monk who can be a character hurriedly reported: "It was Uncle Yuantong who drank a bowl of [Yangliu Guanyin Nectar] and was vomiting......

"Good, good!" The old monk was so angry that he closed his eyes again: It's okay to vomit to death! You can't even do this little thing, what's the use of keeping you!

……

Today I finally survived with great difficulty......

Master Yuantong vomited until the evening, and then he struggled to get up and find Murong Kunpeng while the lights were not turned off......

He just wanted to ask if he could change back into the pure man who drank the strongest wine and the wildest dog......