Just when the little golden bull was about to pounce, Gu Congsheng's soul and body suddenly burst red from the inside, and it turned out that the extra part of Gu Congsheng's body that could not be suppressed and was emitted outside.

I saw that those red lights were extremely irritable, scurrying around from the surface of the Holy Body in the Ancient Period, and the torture flames that were originally attached to the surface of the Holy Body in the Ancient Cong were scattered, and every time they flowed, the torture flames in that place were stripped from the body of the Ancient Congsheng.

In the end, such a scene was formed, the soul and body of Gu Congsheng were covered by a layer of red membrane, and the outside was isolated from the raging torture fire.

Not only on the surface, but also on the inside of the soul and body.

After the torture fire was isolated, it continued to impact the red membrane, and even turned into countless fire needles like embroidery needles and continued to pierce into the red membrane, seeing that the red membrane was about to be pierced, the tortoise shell suspended on the side suddenly moved, rushed straight into the torture fire, and continued to rotate at high speed, the little golden bull fixed his eyes and saw that it was actually absorbing the torture fire, and in the blink of an eye, the torture fire was absorbed a lot.

And the red membrane formed by the superfluous murder also began to devour the torture fire, and the two were actually absorbing the torture fire at the same time, which was something that the little golden bull had never heard of, and there was something in this world that could absorb the punishment of heaven.

Although the little golden bull has already placed the tortoise shell at a high height, it seems that it is still far underestimated. As for the superfluous murderous life obtained from the conversion of the Holy Body and longevity, this is even more incredible, the murderous life is an ethereal statement, but the fate of the murderous life is related to a person's fortune, and it has never been able to transform into a shape.

I can't figure out that the little golden bull is not entangled in this matter, the things of the world are not human beings can understand, strange things are everywhere on the avenue, too much entanglement falls into the trail.

The little golden bull paid attention to the Congsheng again, and at this time the torture fire had been absorbed by the tortoise shell and the red membrane, the tortoise shell had stopped spinning and floated aside, and the red membrane had all dispersed and hidden in the Congsheng body.

Gu Congsheng's body at this time was already scorched, and his soul body was already very illusory, but it was still over, and it would not hurt his life, but his cultivation was lost, and his fortune was not left behind, and there were more murderous lives.

The stake has finally passed, and Gu Congsheng's soul has returned. The little golden bull hurriedly approached, and when he saw that Congsheng was unhindered, he immediately asked about the murder, it was really too weird, but Gu Congsheng was already difficult to speak at this time, so it was naturally difficult to answer.

The little golden bull was about to take Gu Congsheng to leave the imperial realm, and when he returned to the thatched hut to heal, he was pushed away by Gu Congsheng, and after getting along for so long, he already had a high tacit understanding, and without thinking too much, the little golden bull fled to a distant place.

As soon as he left, he heard a roar, and then saw a purple thunder hitting towards Gu Congsheng, the little golden bull was afraid for a while, this is a thunder punishment for Gu Congsheng, if he just takes a step late, he will be regarded as interfering with others to break the mirror, and his body and mind will be destroyed.

But immediately worried about Gu Congsheng, with his current state, he was fighting against lightning punishment with the body of an injured mortal, and he was dead, and he was probably his limit just now. What makes the little golden bull feel strange is that the thunder punishment is usually descended to the person who breaks the realm, but Gu Congsheng's cultivation at this time has been completely lost, and he has become a mortal, what realm can be broken?

Fortunately, the tortoise shell floating on the side flew to the sky above Gu Congsheng to protect him when the thunder punishment fell on Gu Congsheng's body. However, Gu Congsheng, who was sheltered under the tortoise shell, still received the impact, and there was actually a ray of thunder through the tortoise shell that pierced the top of Gu Congsheng's head. Gu Congsheng was hit by thunder, and in an instant, his whole body was surrounded by thunder and lightning, and he passed out.

The little golden bull was also helpless, after a while, seeing that the tortoise shell flew back to Congsheng's body, and the thunder and lightning from the saint's body also dissipated, thinking that the thunder tribulation should be over, he took the fainted Congsheng back to the thatched house, at this time Congsheng's whole body was scorched black, and the whole body was hot, and the little golden bull put Gu Congsheng into the water tank filled with cold pool water during the day.

The night passed quietly, and in a blink of an eye, it was almost noon the next day, and the small thatched hut had returned to its former appearance, but the long life lying on the bed in the thatched hut was still asleep and had not yet woken up, and the congsheng in the water tank was still unconscious, and his body had already been soaked and festered, and his life and death were unknown.

The black bull outside the hut had a premonition that if the two of them still couldn't wake up today, they would never wake up.

At this time, in a cave on a cliff, a sitting Taoist opened his eyes.

The Taoist didn't know how many years he had been sitting, only to see that the Taoist's whole body had been covered with dust, and the lower end of the Taoist robe had been bitten by rats with a few large and small holes, and even the futon under his body was a little rotten, but the Taoist didn't care about this, just raised his hand, pinched his fingers and calculated, put down his hand again, closed his eyes, and continued to sit withered, completely ignoring the few little mice next to him who had just squeaked away because of his actions.

At the same time, an old monk in an ancient temple also opened his eyes, the old monk was thin as a skeleton attached to a human skin, the old monk's eyes had already sunk in, but the old monk's eyes were incomparably deep and bright like a baby's eyes.

The old monk looked at the Bodhi tree at the entrance of the ancient temple, the ancient temple is not a temple gate, the Bodhi tree grows in front of the ancient temple, and the old monk's meditation room is also doorless, opposite to the Bodhi tree in front of the temple. So when the old monk opened his eyes, he could see the Bodhi tree.

He looked at the Bodhi tree, whispered "Amitabha", and closed his eyes again.

But a leaf fell on the Bodhi tree, flying with the wind, and the leaf seemed to float very slowly and slowly, but after a few breaths, it floated to the thatched hut of the two Gu Congsheng Gu Changsheng brothers, and slowly fell to the top of the sleeping Gu Changsheng's head.

The ancient temple and the thatched hut seem to be far apart, and seem to be very close to each other, the Bodhi leaf floats to the extreme, it seems to be slow but instantaneous, it seems to be fast but gentle, as if it is separated from all things between heaven and earth.

Even the old black cow in the cowshed outside the house did not notice that an emerald green leaf passed through the thatched wall, floated into the house, and fell on the head of Gu Changsheng, who was no longer murderous.

In the ancient temple, the tree is in front of the temple, the monk is in the temple, the tree monk is opposite, but the monk closes his eyes.

At the same time, in the dry land of a small hillside, a man with a full face and a beard threw down his hoe angrily, looked up at the sky and scolded: "Damn, what is this", and then sat on the ground, groped out a few tobacco leaves from his arms, and pulled out a tobacco bag pot at his waist, kneaded a few tobacco leaves into a ball and stuffed them into the tobacco pot, and groped around his body for a while before he found that there was no fire, the man scolded his mother in a low voice, and then pulled out the tobacco leaves that had become a ball from the tobacco bag pot, threw them directly into his mouth, and chewed fiercely.

After chewing for a while, the man spit out the cigarette residue fiercely, and said to himself: "It's none of my mother's business, hang it high, his mother, I'm just a farmer, I don't want to take care of it, I can't manage it, this mess is better for others to clean up, it's a big deal that I can help a little more in the future, I don't want to blame me if I come to that little brother to know in the future." ”

After speaking, the man got up, spit two mouthfuls of spit on the palm of his hand, rubbed it again, picked up the hoe again, and buried himself in the ground.