As soon as a word fell, it was like an invisible giant mountain inserting itself into the lake, and the entire Laoyue Lake suddenly sank into a hundred feet, the lakeshore was turbulent, and the turbidity waves were emptied!

The turtle stepped on the peak of this invisible giant mountain, raised its head to the sky, and howled loudly!

This sound is no longer the low cow moo that responded to Xiao Weiwei before, but it is as heavy as a landslide, sinking like a sea, startling like thunder, and roaring like a flame!

Not like Fengming Qingyue, but heavier than Fengming, not as high-pitched as the dragon's yin, but more proud than the dragon's yin!

There are endless ancient vicissitudes in the voice, but even the endless ancient vicissitudes can't erase the unbridled recklessness in its voice!

Wisps of dark purple demonic qi burst out from the turtle's body, instantly turning into a phantom of the turtle that was hundreds of feet wide and thousands of feet wide. The phantom did not solidify, and it was still growing at a very fast speed, and it was a thousand zhang square in a moment. Laoyue Lake roared on all sides, and the mountains roared with a tsunami, as if they were about to be unable to withstand the majesty of the phantom, and they were about to burst!

At this moment, a golden light shot out, and Hong Zhongfan sang.

"Bang-"

The solemn bell rang through the heavens and the earth, and the "swastika" character Buddhism that had appeared in the soul of Qianyi suddenly came out, with a piece of Buddha light, and fell majestically into the virtual shadow.

In front of the Buddha's light, the huge Xuan Tortoise phantom was like the princes who bowed down to the Son of Heaven, and they were extremely unwilling to shrink, shrinking to a hundred zhang, but that's all.

Buddhism became more and more solemn, and the turtle also resisted stubbornly. The whole Laoyue Lake was filled with Buddha light for a while, the demonic spirit was vertical and horizontal, the roar was intertwined with the Sanskrit singing, the solemn and the unruly confrontation, and the water of this lake was boiled.

Qianyi sensed that something was wrong before the turtle roared, endured the pain, grabbed Xiao Weiwei with one hand, grabbed Shanshan's collar with the other, and flew to the ninth day.

But even if you are thousands of feet away, you can still feel the great power of the demonic power below when the Dharma is fighting, raise your hand and the sky will crack, cover your hand and reverse the yin and yang, and touch it to ashes!

This is the battle of the avenue, and the strength has long been not lost in this world.

However, the shock did not last long.

A green-robed Taoist priest floated down on the shore of the lake, gently stretched out a hand, and no matter how turbulent the waves were, they were only surging a stone's throw away.

This is the end of the world.

Several teachers flew out of the attic school and landed beside the green-robed Taoist priest:

"Palace Master, 'Mess with me' it ......"

The green-robed Taoist priest only waved his hand: "It's okay, you can go back." ”

Several teachers and students looked at each other a few times, and after a salute, they all flew back to their original positions. Since the palace master said that there was no obstacle, it would be okay for the sky to fall.

The breeze blew half a hundred beards of the green-robed Taoist priest, and the green-robed Taoist priest quietly faced the huge waves, his eyes looked far away, and his attention fell on the depths of the huge waves.

However, the slightly raised cheeks were obviously not looking at the Xuan Turtle, if Qian Ye could also see through the giant waves, he would find that the green-robed Taoist priest was looking at himself.

It was a pair of eyes that were clouded by the years, and it was also a pair of eyes that were brightened by the years, and the huge waves of the red dust were like this, only turning into the past clouds in his eyes, and he only paid attention to those noteworthy things in the years, just like Qianyi in the huge waves.

After a long time, the phantom of the turtle had shrunk to the size of fifty zhang, and the green-robed Taoist priest finally stopped standing idly by.

He took off the pen at his waist and volleyed a little—

An imperceptible whisper sounded in the stormy waves.

There was a "pop", like a needle piercing a leather ball, and huge waves rained down.

The turtle let out a mournful cry unwillingly, and the huge phantom disappeared, and the Buddha's light also dispersed.

In an instant, there was only an inconspicuous turtle left on the surface of the fierce lake, which emitted a low cow moo.

Xiao Weiwei and Shanshan were in shock, still looking at the lake where the waves had not subsided, but Qianyi's face became more and more pale, and cold sweat was dripping down.

The green-robed Taoist priest waved his sleeves, took down the three of them, only glanced at Qianyi, and said lightly: "You come with me." ”

......

Xiao Weiwei and Shan Shan walked to the school with palpitations, while Qian Yi followed the green-robed Taoist priest into a courtyard, stepped on hundreds of stone stairs, and walked into a two-story attic.

Along the way, the green-robed Taoist priest didn't say anything, and when he arrived at the attic, he went straight upstairs, pushed open an old wooden door, rummaged in it for a while, and finally found a red brocade box full of dust from the pile of brocade boxes, waved off the dust on the brocade box, and handed it to Qianyi: "Take it." ”

At this time, Qianyi's face was still pale, but the cold sweat had slowly dissipated as the pain faded, but there was an extremely uncomfortable feeling in his heart, as if something was missing from his body.

Qian Yi looked down at the dark red pill in the brocade box, and a stale smell pierced his nose, and he couldn't help frowning.

The green-robed Taoist priest looked calm, put the brocade box in Qian Yi's hand, and said, "In a few moments, even if you take the 'Soul Cultivation Pill', it will be useless." ”

Qian Yi glanced at the green-robed Taoist priest when he heard this, and finally took the medicine according to his words.

The pill was not as unpalatable as Qian Yi imagined, but melted in his mouth, and a fragrant fragrance of herbs filled his mouth.

The medicinal power did not fall straight into the stomach, but turned into a fragrance, rushed into the Heavenly Spirit Cover, turned into the Purple Mansion, and swirled around Qianyi's divine soul.

**The feeling gradually rose, after a stick of incense, Qian Yi exhaled a breath of turbidity, the discomfort of soul injury had completely disappeared, and he saluted respectfully to the Taoist priest in the green robe: "Thank you!"

The green-robed Taoist priest didn't appreciate it, but said indifferently: "You have the ability, don't talk about the class of My He Fang Palace for a month, and wake up the 'Chaowu' who hasn't woken up for thousands of years, and you are still the first one with hundreds of thousands of students in the Rong National Academy." ”

Qian also knew that he was at a loss, although he did not intend to stimulate the Xuan Turtle, but because he did not have the strength in his body, he could not use the strength of ordinary monks to probe with his strength, so he had already developed the habit of using soul thoughts to explore for many years, but he did not want to cause such a shock.

At that moment, he had to salute again and said sincerely: "The student knows his mistake." ”

The green-robed Taoist priest didn't speak, he found a fairly clean place to sit down, looked at Qian Yi and said, "How many years have you been practicing?"

"Fourteen years. ”

"How old are you?"

"Seventeen. ”

The green-robed Taoist priest nodded, obviously Fang Cai Qian also stepped into the sky, and the situation of all things was also seen by him: "Seventeen-year-old cultivation has reached the heavenly realm, but in which sect and sect have you ever been?"

Qianyi shook his head: "When I was three years old, I practiced with an old man. ”

The green-robed Taoist priest didn't ask any further, although his colorful eyes were obviously very interested in the old man in Qianyi's mouth.

"Reach out. ”

Qian also did what he said.

The green-robed Taoist priest stretched out two fingers, closed his eyes and listened to the pulse, and after a while, he suddenly frowned, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. But he didn't stop, and he didn't slowly stop until he was behind a stick of incense, and said, "No wonder! No wonder! It turns out that there is only one way to go, and it's not your fault."

"It's just that I didn't expect that after tens of thousands of years, there are still people who practice the "Ten Forgotten Causes". ”