Xiao Lingjue looked at the little spirit mouse that was basically alive and kicking, and couldn't help but smile! It seems that the first-aid knowledge in that medical book is still somewhat useful, and Xiao Lingjue thought again, let's give this little mouse a name.

So, the little monk rolled his eyes and said, "Since you love purple heart corn so much, then I'll call you Mickey Mouse!" ”

Nani, Mickey Mouse, if this gets out, how can I get mixed up in the rat world? When asked the origin of my name, I almost choked to death because I ate corn, and then my master named it Mickey Mouse......

"Squeak, squeak!" The little spirit mouse shook his head decisively, and then looked at the little spirit with a pair of pitiful talking eyes.

Xiao Lingjue was also amused by its appearance, and hurriedly put his hands together and said: "Amitabha, since you are related to my Buddha, then I will name you the thief eyebrows and mouse eyes!" How is it? ”

Grey Mouse: ......

At this time, the heart of the little spirit mouse is broken, can you have a little culture? That little Lingjue had a solemn look in front of him, and he thought he could give himself a good name!

"The master once had a cloud: color is emptiness, and emptiness is color! I'll name you Kongkong! Xiao Lingjue finally decided not to joke anymore and said to the little spirit mouse seriously.

"Empty?" The little mouse nodded humanely, the name was at least much better than the previous two. "Squeak!" It screamed happily because of a new name, forgetting that someone had made fun of his name before.

Now it is almost noon, the scorching sun is steaming the earth, every bit of moisture, Xiao Lingjue looked at the sky again, it is indeed not early, it is time to prepare lunch for the master.

Seeing that this piece of purple heart corn was almost ripe, Xiao Lingjue broke a few of them, and later put the purple heart corn in chestnut rice and boiled it together, but it was a different taste, not only with the fragrance of the elixir, but also the softness and deliciousness of chestnut rice.

With a joyful harvest, Xiao Lingjue returned to the small meditation room, and when he gently pushed the door open, he found that there was a smell of blood in the room.

He hurriedly rushed into the room in the hut, and found that the floor was covered with blood, and his master's back was shrunk on the bed, and his face was all pale.

The little monk said sadly: "Master, you are fine, you will definitely get better!" Xiao Lingjue will find a way for you right away! ”

"That's right! Buddhist scriptures, Xiaoling thinks that Buddhist scriptures can be treated, and you will definitely get better! Seeing his master look like this, Xiao Ling felt that he had lost his sense of proportion all of a sudden.

After stabilizing his mind for a while, he forced himself to chant quietly for his master, and the meditation mantra: Ji Shou took refuge in Emperor Su Xi's head and bowed to the Seven Ju Xuan

I commend the Great Zhun Ti for the mercy and protection

Nan Wu sass. The three bodhisattvas.

Murmuring. Nephew him.

Hmmm. Twist the subject. Quasi-Ti Suo Po He.

Xiao Lingjue repeated it several times, but.

That master didn't make any improvement at all, except that his face looked better!

He panicked and didn't know what to do!

"Little monk, you can't save your master at all if you do this, your master's internal organs have all been destroyed by a chaotic spiritual power!" Suddenly, a calm voice came, which brought a little peace of mind to Xiao Lingjue.

Originally! The panicked and helpless little Lingjue seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, and hurriedly asked: "Is there any way to save my master, tell me quickly!" ”

The pagoda pattern on Xiao Lingjue's chest suddenly lit up, and a ray of light swept over the old monk who was lying on the bed, leaning less, and sighed faintly with the seven sins inside: "This person is actually a master of the Arhat Realm, but unfortunately the spirit platform is broken, and there is still a true qi in the body!" It's really hard to treat. ”

Xiao Lingjue whispered, "Is there any way to save my master?" ”

The Master of the Seven Sins said, "Come in first!" ”

Xiao Lingjue's consciousness moved, and he silently said in his heart: "Seven Sins Exquisite Tower!" ”

As soon as the picture turned, he seemed to feel that a little distant light suddenly appeared in his mind, the light seemed to be far away, but it was slowly approaching, getting closer and closer, brighter and brighter, bigger and bigger, and clearer and clearer, and finally turned into a colorful pagoda, which kept rotating in his mind, and every time it rotated, a misty and holy white light was swept.

Every time you spin, you have to bring great pain to Jun Evil that is equivalent to the reincarnation of the eighteen layers of hell!

The body was already numb, the limbs were already paralyzed, and the consciousness slowly began to blur, but I vaguely saw a small tower!

Suddenly found that the small tower seemed to slowly become larger, and then the bottom of the first layer of the door suddenly opened, a thick white mist rushed out, and in an instant, Xiao Lingjue's entire consciousness was filled with this white mist, and the white mist was so thick that it almost became substantial, Xiao Lingjue took a deep breath, and suddenly felt comfortable all over his body, indescribably comfortable, and even the soul had a happy feeling of wanting to sing......

Xiao Lingjue looked around, only to find that he didn't know when, he had come to the front of the tower gate, and above his head, three looming ancient seal characters: Seven Sins Linglong Tower!

Xiao Lingjue walked in, it was empty, only the white mist like a substance, suddenly the white mist rolled up, and a black figure slowly appeared, a kind old monk was looking at Xiao Lingjue with a smile, Xiao Lingjue hurriedly saluted, and said: "Xiao Lingjue, I have seen the master of the seven sins, I hope the master of the seven sins can save my master." ”

The old monk of the Seven Sins said: "The old man can't save your master, only you can save your master!" ”

"I'll ...... myself" Xiao Lingjue stared at the old monk with wide eyes and doubts.

The old monk of the Seven Sins said softly: "That's right, your master has suffered a special secret injury in his body, which is consuming his vitality all the time, and if you want to save him, you must find a life-sustaining elixir." ”

"Life-sustaining elixir? Where to find it? Xiao Lingjue has to save the master even if he fights for his life! Xiao Lingjue's tender face was completely resolute.

The old monk nodded, and then said to Xiao Lingjue: "One hundred thousand mountains, the land of hidden edges!" The stars sink in Yinchuan, and the moon falls in the ocean! ”

The Master of the Seven Sins paused for a moment, and then slowly instructed: "The magic medicine is within the 100,000 mountains, I can use the secret method to temporarily place your master in the Seven Sins Linglong Pagoda, within ten days, if you can find the magic medicine, the master may be saved!" Ten days later......"

The old monk of the Seven Sins didn't say any more, just shook his head, looked at Xiao Lingjue who clenched his fists, and didn't say a word!

"Okay! I'll go! There was a hint of determination in Xiao Lingjue's tone, for him, the master was his spiritual sustenance, and he was the most important person in his life.