Chapter 123: Remnant Meditation

In the ruined temple, Qin Xiaotian hid behind a statue of a god and secretly meowed into the night. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He didn't expect that Nangong Yixiao had already flashed behind her at this time, and a pair of weak and boneless little hands were coming towards his shoulders.

Qin Xiaotian, who had a smug face, noticed Nangong's smiling move.

Suddenly, Nangong smiled and hugged Qin Xiaotian tightly with absolute divine might. "You're so bad, does your dad know?"

"Huh?" Before Qin Xiaotian could react, he kissed him with a red lip.

"What's the situation?" For a while, Qin Xiaotian's mind was full of question marks, how could he be inexplicably rude, and he was forcibly occupied by a beautiful woman who had only met once.

Qin Xiaotian wanted to struggle, but no matter what means he used, he just couldn't slip away from the red-lipped woman's mouth, as if he was being sucked by a magnet.

Finally, the red-lipped woman stopped, but Qin Xiaotian's eyes did not stop.

A thin veil slipped down the woman's shoulder, Qin Xiaotian was a little short-circuited, he just looked at it, a perfect body without the slightest flaw, just exposed in front of his eyes.

He wanted to speak, but he forced his swallow a few times because of the thirsty flame in his throat, but the breath of the flame was so fierce that it was not extinguished by the saliva he swallowed, but became more and more hungry.

After the woman shed her tulle, she pounced on Qin Xiaotian. Qin Xiaotian was shamefully hard, this time even if it was a thunderbolt, he had no regrets.

Suddenly, Qin Xiaotian felt a chill. When he opened his eyes, he couldn't believe that he was holding a fox in his arms. No,,, this is not a simple fox, this is a nine-tailed spirit fox.

"Bai Ling'er, why are you here!" Qin Xiaotian was confused, looking at his lower body, still holding his head strong.

Was it a dream last night?

"Brother Qin, you are so bad!" the white-haired fox turned into a bewitching woman with a thin waist.

"What's going on?" Qin Xiaotian was in no mood to admire Bai Ling'er's body, he really wanted to find out what was going on immediately.

Didn't the red-lipped woman smile at Nangong, how did she become Bai Ling'er.

"Brother Qin, have you forgotten what you did last night?" Bai Ling'er covered her little face and complained a little aggrieved.

"When did you come, how I don't know. Qin Xiaotian asked anxiously, now is not the time for you to love me, this broken temple is strange.

"The monkey said that you can't rest assured that you can't go down to the people of the Great Yan Immortal Sect, let him go back to protect the Ethereal Peak, Ling'er is worried about Brother Qin's safety, so he came. Who knows, when I found here, I found that Brother Qin was smirking at the stone statue, and then he pressed the other person under him, took off the other person's clothes,,, and touched the other person's chest with his hand,,, "Bai Ling'er carefully described what happened last night, and she didn't look shy at all.

Qin Xiaotian frowned, trying to recall what happened last night.

Could it be that Nangong smiled and made a ghost? No, that hand? Isn't it Nangong who smiled, who could it be?

Qin Xiaotian raised his head and looked at the statue of God, and found that this statue was a little different from the one he saw last night.

I can't say what's different, it's always weird.

stared at the statue for a long time, and then looked at Bai Ling'er on the side, goosebumps fell to the ground. Since this stone statue is exactly the same as Bai Ling'er.

"Ling'er, I remember you said that your ancestors once enshrined a mud bodhisattva who was later turned into a Buddha by a demon who gouged out his heart. Do you think this statue looks like you?"

Bai Ling'er looked up. "Hey, it's really the same. ”

"No, this is a demonic Dao stone. You look at her nails, the Bodhisattva's nails are not like this, the nails of this thing have blood stains. It's not good, it's dangerous for Nangong to smile. Qin Xiaotian suddenly turned around and ran towards the broken temple. Sure enough, Nangong smiled and fell in a pool of blood, with a cut on her left chest.

"Her heart has been poached out. Bai Ling'er exclaimed, and then looked up at the idol enshrined in the middle of the broken temple, and she found that the idol smiled weirdly.

Qin Xiaotian didn't say a word, he immediately reached into his arms and took out a fairy fruit with spiritual light, so far he could only refine his heart for Nangong with a smile, as long as she didn't die, there was a possibility of recovering her heart.

An hour later, Nangong Yixiao regained consciousness, although she had memories in her mind, she didn't have the idea of dealing with Qin Xiaotian before.

Accompanied by Bai Ling'er, Nangong Yixiao was temporarily taken away from here.

Qin Xiaotian did not leave, but stood in the center of the main hall, raising his head to look at the statue in front of him.

After a long time, the idol showed an eerie smile. Qin Xiaotian rose again, and at the same time, an invisible sense of powerlessness swept over. Slowly, he fell asleep.

In his sleep, Qin Xiaotian saw this mud bodhisattva. Her clothes were in tatters, there was a deep cut in her chest, and she held a heart in her hand that was still beating.

"Even if you dig out someone's heart, you won't survive. Since he died at the hands of demons, the true god has already become a Buddha, why should he leave an immortal demon to toss himself. Qin Xiaotian walked forward, and he didn't have the fear before.

The fire of Buddhism was rising, and an ancient Buddha appeared above Qin Xiaotian's head. The power of the ancient gods and Buddhas is so huge, but it is difficult to erase the hatred of the mud bodhisattva when his heart was gouged out by demons.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that after the mud bodhisattva became a Buddha, this obsession remained in the world, waiting for someone destined to transform it.

Qin Xiaotian recited the Buddha's name in his mouth, and his mind was full. With the Ten Thousand Sects of Buddhism as a traction, this remnant mind is refined.

Nangong Yixiao's heart emitted a faint glow in her hand, if it weren't for Nangong Yixiao's cultivation being too strong, the blood would have dried up at this time.

"The road is one foot high, and the magic is one foot high. How can you be a little human to dare to stop me from entering the Demon Refining Saint. The mud bodhisattva's face suddenly changed to reveal a hideous expression, and the heart in his hand beat weaker and weaker, as if the next moment it would explode to death because of the mud bodhisattva's vigorous grasping.

Qin Xiaotian was anxious in his heart, if he was definitely not the opponent of this mud bodhisattva who was about to enter the demon path by normal means, but if he could use the Buddha lamp of the Ilan Bodhisattva, he would be able to easily subdue him.

A voice rose from Qin Xiaotian's heart. "Eliminate demons and evil, according to the way of heaven. ”

With a flash of golden light, a glazed golden tile condensed into an innocent Buddha lamp shot towards the remnants of the demon path that were about to enter the demonic path. Qin Xiaotian only felt that above the starry sky, there was a tremble, and then the remnants of the mud bodhisattva left behind disappeared.

Qin Xiaotian slowly opened his eyes, and the ruined temple in front of him was gone, only a kind-faced ancient Buddha stood on the rubble. In the depths of the jungle, a pair of sharp eyes stared at everything that had just happened, and then turned into a hurricane to sweep away the golden relics on the palm of the ancient Buddha.

Because this person's cultivation was too high, Qin Xiaotian didn't notice it at all.