I've never heard of this situation like Midou, the Jin-level Dan has all been exhausted, and the bottomless pit of this is still filled, generally speaking, the medicinal effect of half a Jin-level Dan is completely enough to advance to success.

The Luohan Hall Master sweated on his forehead, and the situation of all the Rank Pills being exhausted had also occurred, however, it was all forcibly promoted by the recipient once, and there would not be even a trace of breath, and it would become more and more powerful, Mi Dou was obviously the first time to forcibly increase the efficacy of human medicine, and the strength of the divine thought that gradually rose would not deceive people, but I don't know why, but it was that it could not break through the strength of the foundation period.

At this time, the Jin-level Dan in Mi Dou's stomach had all disappeared, and the heart of the Luohan Hall Master was tumbling, if he stopped at this time, then this time he would forcibly improve his cultivation would have failed, and once he failed, Mi Dou would no longer be able to rely on this kind of manpower medicine to improve his cultivation in the future.

If he failed, the old face of the Luohan Hall Master would not be able to hang up, not only failed to help Mi Dou be promoted to the foundation stage, but also ruined Mi Dou's only chance in this life.

The hall master of the Luohan Hall could only grit his teeth, absorb the high-concentration spiritual energy that he had refined himself, and cross it into the main acupoint of Mi Dou's shoulders, and the endless circulation system inside happily pushed these high-concentration spirits, all of them dragged up to the sea of will, and the endless flow of spiritual energy essence rolled, and the number of small animals produced in the Brain Domain Continent not only did not decrease, but increased a lot.

In the big Buddha hall, the breath of the two whales swallowed the breath of heaven and earth, the candlelight swayed in the wind, and the everlasting candles facing the two people had been blown out, and the rest of the everlasting candles would be blown out by the breath of the two at any time.

After a stick of incense, the face of the hall master of the Luohan Hall began to turn pale, even if he was a strong man in the Cangyuan period, after eight hours of consumption, he felt that his divine thoughts were rapidly drying up, and the sea of will of Mi Dou was simply a terrifying bottomless pit, sucking in the divine thoughts and aura of the hall master of the Luohan Hall, so that the hall master of the Luohan Hall could not get the slightest supplement.

Mi Dou has been monopolized by the ethereal sensation of the perception of the whole body, he fell into a dream-like wandering soul state, his five senses and six senses are all controlled by the rushing circulatory system, and the entire perception has turned into thousands of divine thoughts, greedily devouring the delicious small animals of the brain domain.

In fact, at the end of Mi Dou's promotion to the Nirvana branch, he also relied on the external force of astrology, superimposed on the previous five-needle promotion, and it was four times more difficult to advance to the foundation period, and his divine thoughts were twice as deep as ordinary people, and the base of his divine thoughts was twice as deep as others, and one advanced pill was definitely not enough, Mi Dou didn't know these common sense, even if he knew, he had to worry about his identity as a double enlightener, so he didn't say it to the master of the Luohan Hall.

The more the Luohan Hall master spreads, the more frightened he becomes, when his divine thoughts are converted into hot flowing silk threads, he will lose more than half of his energy, and controlling the hot flowing silk threads to bind the spiritual energy, and more than half of the energy will be lost, and the ones that can really be transformed into small animals are not even one-tenths, and now he has to refine and pass on the absorbed spiritual energy to Mi Dou, and his own divine thoughts cannot be restored.

Another stick of incense passed, and the hall master of the Luohan Hall secretly complained, there was not much left of his divine thoughts, and if he didn't replenish his energy, Mi Dou's dream of forcibly improving his cultivation would come to naught.

Bajie! Where did you go there, you rabbit cub? Master, I'm sleeping! Tang Bajie hugged the quilt and dreamed of stripping the beautiful woman naked, and he knew that the big Buddha Hall was in a hurry.

The hall master of the Luohan Hall turned pale and wanted to shout loudly, but the whale in his nose spewed out a strong air current, opened his mouth, and the voice of the shouting could not be raised, and it was still vague and unclear, and it could not be transmitted at all in the closed big Buddha hall.

What should I do? As a highly respected master, the master of the Luohan Hall is very demanding on himself, if he destroys the only precious opportunity for the juniors, then there will be no place for his old face, this old monk is so anxious that he is sweating profusely, but unfortunately, he did not carry the 'Returning Spirit Pill' today, otherwise he can take it out and swallow it himself.

The master of the Luohan Hall can't get his hands out of the rice bucket, and the divine thoughts can't stop sending them into the rice bucket's body, otherwise, he can also use the divine thoughts to blow up the entire Great Buddha Hall and alarm the others.

Mi Dou has lost his perception of the outside world, the face of the master of the Luohan Hall is getting whiter and whiter, he is still unwilling to give up, suddenly, his expression moved, he is also an old man, twisted his head in all directions, two nose whales spewed out a strong air current, and the turbulent air of heaven and earth was swallowed out, and all the everlasting candles in the Great Buddha Hall were blown out, and the entire Great Buddha Hall fell into darkness.

This big Buddha hall is for the ancient Buddha to burn the lamp, as the name suggests, it must be lit up all night, otherwise it will not all be ever-bright candles, the owner of the Luohan Hall is anxiously reciting the Buddha, hoping that someone will find the abnormality here and come to find out.

Now, it is already three or four o'clock in the morning, and those who sleep have already gone to bed, and it is impossible for those who meditate and cultivate to open their eyes, and the entire Wuyang Temple has fallen into silence, who else will notice the big Buddha hall here?

Yes, soon there was a person who saw that the Great Buddha Hall was completely destroyed, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

This person was upset, had no intention of meditating, slept on the bed tossing and turning, full of mood and couldn't sleep, so he came out to walk and relax, the night wind blew through, unconsciously, he walked to Xiling, he suddenly woke up to where he came, and looked at the five houses in Xiling, and his heart was suddenly stunned, yes, this person who can't sleep is Xiu Jing!

Xiu Jue became the laughing stock of Wuyang Temple, all the senior brothers and brothers, are ashamed to associate with him, although his master did not say anything, but his expression was already a little dissatisfied, in the past two or three days, Xiu Jue did not even dare to go out of the door, only in the dead of night, tossing and turning and unable to sleep, only dare to come out to relax.

He had a complicated mind, and he wanted to go back, but suddenly, he saw the lights of the big Buddha hall not far away, and all the lights were extinguished in the blink of an eye.

This Xiling people are too much! Even the ever-bright candle that lit the ancient Buddha Hall was extinguished, Xiu Jue frowned, Xiling people have always done things very absurdly, but they will not deceive the Buddha and destroy the ancestors, he is also idle and bored, so he walked to the big Buddha hall, wanting to see what that guy did the good deeds.

Xiu Jue knocked on the door, and when he heard the air flow whistling inside, he frowned and pushed open the door, and the turbulent air flow blew out, Xiu Jue was taken aback, he sensed that there was a weak Cangyuan period powerhouse inside, it was the master of the Luohan Hall, and a person with a very strange breath.

What the hell is going on? Xiu Jue looked up, taking advantage of the faint firelight shining in from the window, he saw a big beam and a big pillar covering the strong man in the Cangyuan period, and in front of the big pillar was a young man in a soapy white shirt.

The master of the Luohan Hall was overjoyed when he heard someone push the door open, he turned his head, the big pillar blocked the view and could not see the comer, he shouted in a nasal voice, and he couldn't hear half a word clearly.

Xiu Jue couldn't hear clearly, the hall master of the Arhat Hall became more and more anxious, and the air flow from the whale in his nose bumped into the big Buddha hall, he was already very weak, Xiu Jue could see at a glance that he was helping Mi Dou to forcibly improve his cultivation with the effect of manpower, but he didn't know why there was an accident.

Before he appeared, he was still a group of friends, the master loved, although there was no great reputation, there was not much stain, it was this rice bucket that made him lose everything, only in the middle of the night to dare to come out to breathe.

Xiu Jue narrowed his eyes, staring at the unconscious Mi Dou, helping this kind of freak improve his cultivation, it is normal for some accidents to happen, countless thoughts flashed in his mind, the master of the Luohan Hall was blocked by the pillar, and he would definitely not find out who he was, even if he didn't come to the rescue, he couldn't hold it back to his head.

Breathing rapidly, Xiu Jue stared at the enemy who wanted him to stay awake all night, he knew very well in his heart that if he didn't call someone to save him, Mi Dou's impact on the foundation period would definitely end in failure, and the only chance in his life would be in vain.

Xiu Jue turned his head and looked around, no one saw it in the silent Xiling, he left by himself, no one would find out, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Xiu Jue's eyes, even if he was discovered, he could have many excuses, saying that he didn't dare to disturb.

If this rice bucket is allowed to rush to the foundation period, his salt field will be stable, and he will shamefully kowtow to this enemy who robbed him of everything under the attention of all people!

However, if Mi Dou is allowed to rush to the base period, Wuyang Temple will be able to have one more salt pan, and Xiu Jue wants to retreat, but he feels that he can't move his footsteps.

Thinking of the tens of thousands of people shouting in unison that day, it was like a nightmare, tormenting him tossing and turning, sleepless all night, Xiu Jue's eyes were red, he was unwilling to bear it again, and then under the attention of tens of thousands of people, he lowered his dignified head, and as a loser, he was branded with the shame of kowtowing to the winner!

At this time, the hall master of the Luohan Hall let out another shout, his tone was very anxious, why was this person stunned at the door, and he didn't come to help? He couldn't guess the tumbling thoughts in Xiu Jue's heart, and thought that this person was afraid of disturbing him, so he hurriedly shouted again, but unfortunately his speech was slurred, even if he really wanted to help, he couldn't understand.

Just when the hall master of the Luohan Hall was still shouting, as if to alarm Xiu Jue, who was thinking, the young monk trembled for a moment, and then subconsciously fled out like lightning, soaring into the sky and flying high into the sky.

The cool night breeze blew, slowly calming down the ferocity rising in his heart, Xiu Jue was confused, he clearly knew that at that time, the noise of the noise fell, his head gradually lowered, to the bottomless abyss, faith has gone to the verge of collapse, his life is about to be completely ruined, at that time, an indifferent voice, a generous voice, sounded.

"Stop ——!"

That indifferent voice sounded in Xiu Jue's head again, it was a magic sound, a magic sound that made him toss and turn, a magic sound that kept him awake at night.

This rice bucket defeated him, but did not humiliate him, this rice bucket tore his delusions, but did not destroy his faith, this rice bucket made him the laughing stock of Wuyang Temple, but also let him see clearly the main reason why he became a laughing stock.

The late autumn night wind is blowing, the clothes are hunting, there is silence in all directions, only the sleepy lights are on, Xiu Jue is flying around like a swallow in the sky, over and over again, unconsciously, his tears poured out, his feet stepped on the cold snow, but he came to the thatched house of the abbot of Wuyang Temple.

Midou planted the good cause of generosity and tolerance, and achieved the good result of becoming a Buddha tonight.