Tiantai Dao City, in the quiet quiet room.

On the wide cloud bed, in the silence and darkness, Chun Yuhuai's body lay stiffly on it, and it was not until a certain moment that he slowly woke up from the painful sucking sound.

She seemed to have fainted on the cloud bed for a long time, and the moment she opened her eyes, Chun Yuhuai supported herself on the bed with one hand, slowly sat up her upper body, and at the same time, pressed one hand on her forehead.

It was not just a gentle kneading, the knuckles that Chun Yuhuai pressed on the center of his eyebrows had become white, as if through this kind of tremendous pressure, he could teach Chun Yuhuai's mind and thoughts to break free from the intense pain transmitted from the depths of his soul.

It was still not just the confusion after fainting for a long time, and even with the exquisite control of his own Lei Fa by Elder Fan of the Shenxiao Sect in the past, it did not exist in the injuries left when he withdrew his soul at that time.

In the short silence, accompanied by the continuous painful snorting, soon, Chun Yuhuai gradually came to her senses, and with the clarity of her mind and thoughts, what became real together was the intense pain that burst out from the origin of her soul.

The pain began to become tangible, no longer so hazy and vague, but concrete to every flash of moment, to every fluctuation of pure thoughts and thoughts.

Boom ——! Boom ——! Boom ——!

It was one continuous thunderous roar after another, the same continuous thunderous roar as the pain of Chun Yuhuai!

It seems that that is the root of Chun Yuhuai's long sleep and fainting, and it is also the source of her pain, and it is also the root of her having to wake up after bearing this pain to the limit.

Gradually, in the roaring thunder, in the origin of the divine soul that was constantly trembling violently, it seemed that with the mixture of trembling and pain itself, in a certain flash of time, the overlap of the two seemed to be the real manifestation of the real thunder power from the void.

And this real thunder hit the spiritual platform in the Mud Pill Palace at this moment, and hit the soul true spirit of Chun Yuhuai.

In the next moment, it was like the expansion of the wind and clouds that opened the world, and it was like the splash of all the colorful spiritual light, and what spread together with it was Chun Yuhuai's majestic thoughts and thoughts.

And at this moment, the moment that the majestic thoughts and thoughts were extended, it was the continuous thunder that spread along with it.

At that moment, it seemed that there were thousands of people muttering muttering voices overlapping and resounding in the mud pill palace of Chunyuhuai, resounding above the spiritual platform!

"Heart-Eater Spell—"

"On the ninth-floor spiritual platform, in the Eight Treasures Purple Mansion."

"Transform thousands of calamities and stay in Tingchang, and call Danxia in charge of ten thousand laws."

"Cross the Magpie Bridge and sway the rain, cross the Kunlun and surrender the dragon and tiger."

「……」

Almost instantly, Chun Yuhuai clenched his fists fiercely and hammered the cloud bed under him again and again, clenched his teeth, and constantly squeezed out the sound of qi from between his teeth, and finally, he finally couldn't contain the anger in his heart, completely paralyzed on the cloud bed, and scolded.

"Honest into the other mother! Enter the other mother! Enter—they—mother-of!"

"It's the old pious woman who is stationed in Tingchanghe Danxia, and she's not dead, so she came over and tossed around***?"

"Auntie...... Dao Ye, can I sprinkle Ganlin or can I descend the dragon and tiger while entering one of the other mothers?"

"Dregs in the gutter! Fool who can't die on the stage! Cultivate the hyena that cultivates the brain into dung!"

After a long period of indignation and scolding, he was almost hoarse, and then he clenched his head in pain and rolled on the cloud bed one after another.

But the words that were anxious and angry for a while finally reminded Chun Yuhuai.

Suddenly, at a certain moment, she was stunned again.

"Yes! Reciting this "Heart-devouring Spell", it should be at the old mother's! How did you find me?"

She already knew that her mother had not died.

At this moment, in a flash of thought, Chun Yuhuai tried his best to attract the thoughts and thoughts that could still be triggered, and he couldn't stop it

Thinking about the confusion in my heart.

In the end, he is also a disciple of Tingchang Mountain, a genius root seedling raised under the knees of Danxia's old mother since childhood, as long as it is not when he is crazy, Chun Yuhuai is still a very awake character.

Especially at this moment, there is still that intense and painful torture, and Jiao Chun Yuhuai desperately hopes to be able to figure out this problem.

So, in just a short time of familiarity, Chun Yuhuai already had some guesses-

This kind of thunder strikes the soul of the heart, and the person who recites the "Heart-devouring Spell" has no good intentions.

And the mantra has been written clearly, this is a mantra directed at Danxia's mother.

Then it should be a person with malicious intentions, in this way, calculating Danxia's mother, no matter what the purpose is, the malice towards the old mother should not be faked.

So is there a possibility, the old mother has actually suffered, Xu is at a loss, Xu is unbearable, so what kind of method did she use, and she hid herself.

Only in this way can we explain clearly why such mantras are directed into my heart and soul when my mother has not died.

Gai because he occupied the Dao body of his eldest aunt, and continued the foundation of Chun Yuzhi's cultivation, and in the continuation of the Dharma lineage of Tingchang Mountain, from Danxia's mother, the person who has the qualifications to master the ten thousand laws and sit in Tingchang should be Chun Yuzhi.

Even Chun Yuhuai needs to admit that the essence of the present day is not the resurrection of Chun Yuhuai, from beginning to end, he is just living for Chun Yuzhi, in addition to the soul and true spirit, from Taoism to luck, everything belongs to Chun Yuzhi.

And Chun Yuhuai, who figured out this layer, immediately had a nameless anger burning, straight to the zenith!

Are you fighting for Danxia's mother?

Chun Yuhuai, who thought of this, was far more uncomfortable in his heart than if he had been calculated.

But after thinking about it, the things that the great monks of the Jindan Realm couldn't avoid, and they carried it by themselves, wouldn't they have to put themselves in it again.

Dead friends don't die poor!

Others reciting the "Heart-devouring Spell" can't sense Danxia's mother, that's because they only have spells, if it weren't for the fact that there is some secret method that is always continuing, in fact, in the absence of other causal connections, it can be avoided by the old mother when necessary.

But he is different from Chun Yuhuai, whether it is Chun Yuhuai or Chun Yuzhi's identity, they all have the inheritance of the law system with the old mother first, and only after they have the causal connection of the dojo can they establish the connection of "Heart-devouring Spell".

The only thing that can stop them from reciting mantras to each other is the separation between life and death.

"Hey...... I'm a half-true and half-false Dan fetus realm, with small arms and legs, I can't afford such a heavy cause and effect, what calamity is there to resolve, old mother, you can come by yourself!"

When the words fell, he endured the intense pain, and in the same place, Chun Yu Huai sat on the cloud bed, like sitting on the Dharma platform.

"Heart-Eater Spell—"

"On the ninth-floor spiritual platform, in the Eight Treasures Purple Mansion."

"Transform thousands of calamities and stay in Tingchang, and call Danxia in charge of ten thousand laws."

"Cross the Magpie Bridge and sway the rain, cross the Kunlun and surrender the dragon and tiger."

「……」

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Tingchang Mountain, inside the palace on the top of the mountain.

In the huge Taoist hall, Danxia's old mother is like dead wood, slightly draped with gray hair, she looked into the sky in a daze, as if she was looking at something in the air, but it was like after the body and mind were declining, decay and old age taught her to lag, the years and the afterglow of the end of time were mixed in the sunset, and sprinkled on Danxia's old mother through the window lattice.

She just watched these quietly, passively and helplessly bearing the helplessness and bitterness after Shaohua's death.

It was just by chance that the silk threads that were spread across the Dao Hall, and the jade talismans that were tied by the knots formed by the silk threads intertwined with each other collided with each other slightly in the gentle wind, making a crisp sound.

It seemed to be some kind of fairy music, and the smoky hall became alive, and even the old mother Danxia listened quietly, and the old face was also revealed

A kind smile came out.

She seemed to see the verdant summit of Tingchang Mountain through her cloudy eyes looking into the distant sky, and saw the girl who triggered the fire under the morning sun and danced immediately.

However, suddenly, at a certain moment, the smile on Danxia's old mother's face froze suddenly.

In the dark, a vague voice that seemed to be a man and not a man, a woman and not a woman reciting the "Heart-devouring Spell" fell from the mirror wheel hanging behind her head, and was transmitted straight to the heart of Danxia's old mother.

In an instant, there was another crisp crashing sound.

Half-suspended in the air, two originally crystal clear and extremely tough spirit jades were blown by the gentlest wind, and suddenly with a very slight collision, they shattered like this.

The jade talisman shattered, and the moment it fell on the cold ground of the main hall, it suddenly made a crisp sound, and then shattered into jade dust powder in an instant.

And it's like turning on a switch.

At the end of the day, there were crimson fireworks for no reason, rolling the spiritual silk threads that were linked to the four walls and intertwined with each other in the air.

One after another silk threads turned into ashes and dust under the calcination of the fireworks, and more and more jade talismans collided in mid-air, shattering in the crisp collision sound of a beautiful fairy song, and then fell to the ground, splashing jade dust and powder in all directions. :

Suddenly, as the huge Dao Hall began to become a mess, in the mirror wheel behind Danxia's mother's hanging head, it was not only the chanting voice that seemed to be male and non-male, and female and non-female that fell again.

Boom ——!

It was the continuous thunder that fell from the mirror wheel into the heart of Danxia's mother.

In the next moment, an extremely obvious sad look flashed through the vicissitudes and cloudy eyes of Danxia's old mother.

Immediately afterwards, the old mother seemed to suppress all the emotions that were about to surge out in a flash.

She calmly stood up from the lotus platform slowly, and the immeasurable divine brilliance fell from the mirror wheel, reflecting all kinds of expressions, as if under the cave of the red sun, it was already a colorful mist and haze enveloping her figure.

Raising her hand again, Danxia's mother fished towards the mirror wheel behind her head.

Immediately, in the immeasurable divine flower, the hazy outline of a hollow jade pot was revealed from it, and suddenly, I don't know when, Fu was already in the hands of Danxia's old mother.

When I looked at it again, in the old mother's old eyes, there was only pure fighting intent and that fierce killing machine!