Although the severely injured Wind Dancing Goose could barely lift his feet and stride, the golden light passport was shattered, and he was once again shaken down by the loud sound, lying on the ground, waiting for death.

No matter how unwilling he was in his heart, he was helpless.

"Amitabha!"

I don't know how long it took, the loud voice sounded in the ears of the Wind Dancing Pheasant again, and the Unsullied Venerable stepped on the void and appeared beside the Wind Dancing Pheasant. At the same time, he felt as if the loud sound had disappeared, and the shock had subsided considerably.

"Venerable, save me!"

"Saving a life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, this is what Wuji should do. Fortunately, the great changes stopped, and Wuji was able to walk out of the Buddha hall and save the life of the benefactor. After Venerable Unsullied finished speaking, a burst of golden light lifted the body of the Wind Dancing Pheasant, and then followed Unsullied into the Buddha Hall.

The majestic golden statue of the Great Buddha still exudes a breathtaking golden light, and the ascetic monks all sit cross-legged, either reciting the Buddha's words with their hands folded or knocking on the wooden fish, while the Venerable Unsullied sits alone under the Buddha statue, faintly the master of a temple. At this time, the brilliant golden light on the Buddha statue gradually disappeared, and instead condensed on the body of the wind dancer.

When he woke up on the second day, although his body was in pain, the wounds on his internal organs had healed.

"Thank you, Your Holiness, for saving my life and healing my wounds. Wind Dance reverently folded her hands in thanks.

"The wind donor is polite, saving a life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, this is what Wuji should do. As for the wind donor's injury, although the donor is still in the realm of exorcism, fortunately, the donor's meridians are strong, far beyond expectations, and it is the dirt that can lead to immeasurable Dharma to heal the donor's injuries. If it weren't for the strength of the donor himself, it would be useless to make a move. The donor still needs to rest well, and I believe that last night's disaster will not happen again in the next few days. ”

In this way, Feng Wu Yan recuperated in the Longguang Ancient Temple for another three days, and like the previous three days, Feng Wu Yan never saw the Innocent Venerable again, and the ascetic monks were still the same penance. The dilapidated temple was soon repaired, and everything was the same as before, except for the number of times it had been repaired.

However, unlike the previous days, this time Wind Dance would overhear the ascetic monks talking about the great changes that day.

"Someone has violated the devil, and the devil is going to wreak havoc again......"

A tone of fear and lamentation made the wind dance inexplicably afraid, the great changes that night were really terrifying.

"Amitabha!" Venerable Innocent's voice sounded from outside the door, and Feng Wuyan hurriedly opened the door to greet His Holiness.

"How is the little wind donor's body feeling?"

"Thank you for your concern, I'm much better. "Having saved himself twice in a row, Wind Dance has great respect for Venerable Innocent.

"In this case, in order to avoid the recurrence of the tragedy that day, Wujian hopes that the wind benefactor will leave the Nine Emperor Mountain as soon as possible. His face was still peaceful and compassionate, and he did not feel guilty about his words.

"Venerable, Wind Dancing Pheasant will pack up and leave the Nine Emperor Mountain. But can His Holiness tell me what the great change that night was? ”

"Regardless of the vast heaven and earth, there is no end, even the pinnacle of humanity, and the innocent has not yet understood, so what is the abnormal change in the world, the innocent does not know how to answer. ”

"Then why does the Venerable stay here, the peaks of Wutai Mountain are green and green, Zhong Lingyu is beautiful, ten million times better than here, why doesn't the Venerable go back to the Bodhi Temple to practice?" That night, the Buddha hall was shining with golden light, and the soul-shaking sound could not be disturbed, because I was too worried. ”

"The kind words of the wind donor are kept in mind without stain. It's just that my Buddha is always there, there is a Buddha in Wutai Mountain, and there is also a Buddha in Longguang Ancient Temple. After speaking, Wujian turned and left, his feet were a few inches off the ground, and he took the next step.

The wind danced goodbye to the Longguang Ancient Temple, and went along the winding path to find the mountain of hidden corpses. Staying in Longguang Ancient Temple for a few days, let Feng Wuyan feel how small he is, in the face of absolutely powerful forces, he is as fragile as an ant, and he can die at any time.

The greed in the depths of his soul turned into a desire in his consciousness, and he longed more and more for great power. Breaking through the Exorcism Realm, he practiced according to the method of Gathering Spirit Realm, but for more than 20 days, he did not make any progress.

Gathering Spirits, breaking through the Gathering Spirits Realm in distant legends, immediately opens up the passage between mortal wombs and heaven and earth, and allows the body to gather the spiritual power of heaven and earth, so as to use it for its own use. As for what the spiritual power of heaven and earth means, throughout the ages, there have been different opinions, and some people firmly believe that it is a mysterious power that has existed since the birth of heaven and earth, called spirit. But for thousands of years, no one knows what the spirit is. So some people say that there is no spirit at all, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth is to use the power of nature, such as through elixir to continuously produce power, or through spiritual objects to make themselves have extraordinary abilities......

As a result, gathering spirits has become a cultivation realm for cultivators to open up the spiritual sea and store spiritual power.

The Wind Dancing Goose had already opened up the Spirit Sea, but there was no sea in his Spirit Sea, only the barren Spirit Sea land, and the red, dark, green, and black gas floating in the Spirit Sea.

In the evening, after trying countless times, the sweaty Wind Dance was panting, "Why can't I gather a trace of spiritual power in my Spirit Sea Land?"

If you are an ordinary person, when you reach the realm of exorcism, you have a little talent and talent, you can immediately open up the spiritual sea, and store spiritual power in the spiritual sea for your own use. But Feng Wuyan is different, his body is different, his physique is strong, his muscles and bones are strong, not to mention, he has practiced the method of injecting qi that even he doesn't know.

"Coo...... "Goo-goo" stomach crowed again, and now it was dark and it was time to forage for food.

But I don't know why, originally this barren mountain range, inaccessible, the most birds and beasts, before he didn't spend a stick of incense, he could return with a full load, this time after a full hour, he found nothing.

"I can only pick some wild fruits and eat them. "Feng Wuyan happened to see a wild peach tree not far away, the wild peach on it was the size of a fist, and the color was blue and red, it seemed that it was the season.

"It's so juicy!" Feng Wuyan took a big bite, feeling that this wild peach in the mountains was a hundred times more delicious than the one in the market, and immediately picked five or six more, and ate it with relish and devoured it.

But just after eating, there seemed to be a faint voice calling to himself:

"Wind Dance...... Wind Dancing ......"

Feng Wuyan looked at it, but there was no one at all, he thought he had heard it wrong, but the voice sounded again:

"Wind Dance...... Wind Dancing ......"

It seemed to be in pain, as if he was struggling, still weak, but Wind Dance was sure that someone must be calling him.

"Wind Dancing ......"

Following the voice, picking open the head-high weeds in front of her, a woman lay among the weeds, shouting, her long nails glowing red like blood.

"You're crying and mourning!"

Feng Wuyan couldn't help but gasp, and only then did she pick up a life from Longguang Ancient Temple, but she encountered this disaster again, but fortunately, looking at her appearance, she was seriously injured and couldn't threaten herself.

"Don't go, save me, I have a way to save Yuyangzi, really, I'm here to find something to heal Yuyangzi......"