The woman who was running away fell due to an accident and slipped into the river.

The black liquid that came after him instantly poured into the river and floated up with the woman.

Then, in the midst of the woman's screams, she turned into an evil mature figure wearing a black martial arts hat, a black and red high-necked cloak, an all-black bodysuit and black boots with a little purple pattern, revealing a pair of yellow-green eyes.

"Sure enough, there is no mistake in induction, within this body, there is a natal power to control flames." A low, hoarse voice with irrepressible joy.

Shaolin Temple, inside the forbidden place of the stupa, outside the blue shield.

A few boring soul bodies were chatting and discussing about Zhang Bairen's breakthrough.

"Hey, I mean, have you ever seen such a long breach?" There was a soul body that asked very curiously.

"No, it's been hours, and the time is a little abnormal." Soon, a soul body replied decisively.

"It's strange, could it be that it was because of insufficient savings, so I broke through and encountered new difficulties?" There is also the soul body, which began to analyze the reason.

"Forget it, keep waiting, we have plenty of time anyway, and we don't have anything to do." The soul body that has been rotten has obviously been dead for a long time.

Inside the blue shield, Zhang Bairen was also puzzled why it would be more difficult for him to break through than ordinary people.

Moreover, there seems to be a sense of joy in both his soul and body.

In other words, this breakthrough is very likely not only to awaken the law phase, but also to have the opportunity to obtain bloodline supernatural powers.

In this way, the breakthrough time is so long, which is explained.

In the early morning of the next day, the abbot of Sanzang came to take a look, and found that Zhang Bairen was still in the epiphany when he broke through, so he whispered a few words to the ancestral soul body here, and after understanding the basic situation, the abbot of Sanzang nodded lightly, and then left the forbidden place of the pagoda.

Outside the temple gate, the warrior monks are tempering their qi and blood and exercising their bodies.

Shaolin monks, who deal with various things, are also buying vegetables, giving porridge, casting weapons, and picking up and changing clothes.

The abbot of Sanzang walked outside the gate, looked at the vigorous scene in front of him, and showed a smile with relief.

Xiaolan, who followed her grandmother to deliver clean clothes, happily ran to the side, ready to watch the Shaolin warrior monks who were practicing boxing.

On the carriage, Grandma Xiaolan was very helpless, so she could only shout: "Xiaolan, where are you going?" Come back quickly, we're here to play. ”

Hearing her grandmother's shout, Xiaolan walked back dejectedly.

"You send the clean clothes first, and then you take the dirty clothes back.

Come, come on. Grandma said and sent a basket of clothes to Xiaolan.

Xiaolan, who was holding the basket, replied very reluctantly: "But grandma, the Shaolin warrior monks only practice in the morning, and they can't see it when it's late." ”

Grandma replied, "If you are idle, I can find you some more work to do." ”

"It's not grandma, their fist and foot skills are really amazing, and I can learn a lot while watching them practice." Xiaolan put down the basket and gestured twice excitedly.

"I've told you a hundred times, it's useless for my daughter to learn fist and foot kung fu, you have to learn more needlework, then it's useful!" Grandma replied by pinching her waist.

"But I just like kung fu, why don't you recruit girls here? The boys here, and even the little ones, aren't as tall as my knees! Xiao Lan said, and kicked a broken stone in the direction of the warrior monk.

Then, from inside the basket, he pulled out a blue sheet and began to wave it happily.

"Haha, watch me show them a hand!" Xiaolan said, waving the blue sheet flexibly, like the long sleeves of a dancing girl, which made people subconsciously look sideways.

The abbot of Sanzang, who noticed the situation here, walked over with a smile on his face.

Seeing the sheets waving around, attracting a lot of attention, the abbot of Sanzang reached out casually and grabbed the other side of Xiaolan's sheets with his index finger and middle finger.

"Huh?" Xiaolan tugged hard, but did not pull the sheets, and when she turned her head to look, she found the abbot of Sanzang who was holding the sheets.

The surrounding warrior monks began to laugh and applaud, and they didn't know whether to applaud Xiaolan or the abbot.

After Grandma Xiaolan saw the situation here, she hurriedly got out of the car and walked over and apologized to Sanzang.

"I'm sorry Abbot Sanzang, let Lingjian smile, this kid just loves to be in the limelight."

Sanzang said in a soft tone: "Child, what a good idea to use bed sheets, you have invented a new weapon. ”

After speaking, he returned the sheet to Xiaolan.

Hearing this, Xiaolan was no longer so embarrassed, but replied happily: "Actually, it's better when the sheets are wet, do you want to take a look?" ”

"No, stop me, you're too presumptuous!" Grandma Xiaolan reached out and pointed at her granddaughter's forehead.

Sanzang hurriedly stopped and opened his mouth to comfort Grandma Xiaolan.

"You don't have to worry, I'll find someone to help you with the work, so that grandma can rest more." After persuading Grandma Xiaolan, Sanzang turned his head to look at Xiaolan.

"As for you, Hua Xiaolan, you can go and watch them practice." After Sanzang finished speaking, he blinked slightly.

Sanzang's approach made the two grandparents very happy.

even let Xiaolan pounce directly on Sanzang and kiss her happily.

"Thank you so much, Abbot Sanzang!"

Soon, the warrior monk changed from fist and foot kung fu to stick kung fu, Xiaolan held a branch in her hand, followed the gesture to practice, but accidentally fell to the ground.

After peeling off the grass on her face, Xiaolan opened her mouth and said to herself: "My kung fu is still not hot." ”

At the same time, the Black Fox King, who had excavated the physical potential after the seizure and recovered some of his strength, came to the outside of the Shaolin Temple.

"Shaolin Temple, I'm back again!" The Black Fox King muttered to himself.

When everyone didn't pay attention, the Black Fox King, who floated off the ground, flew towards the Shaolin Temple.

Xiaolan, who had just gotten up, happened to see a mysterious black shadow floating towards the temple.

Xiaolan didn't say a word, ran directly and chased after the black shadow.

Soon, the black shadow came to the outside of the Scripture Pavilion.

Xiaolan did not hesitate, and also followed the black shadow and entered the Scripture Pavilion.

The Black Fox King stepped to the second floor and opened all the wooden doors with the power of the subtle primordial gods.

"Where's the Book of Rights!?

No! No! This one isn't either!!

Where the hell is the Book of Rights!? The Black Fox King moved his hands slightly, and easily pulled out dozens of books.

Then, after glancing at the title of the book, he threw it away angrily.

"Nope! No!!

Where is my treasure book hidden!? In his hand, the Black Fox King picked up a copy of the Yi Jin Sutra, directly urging the flame supernatural power and releasing the blue flame.

The blue flame of the forest was burning from the Yijin Sutra, and after this scripture was thrown to the ground by the Black Fox King, the flame that was still burning spread in an instant.