267. Freshmen

Master Lifan and Huaizhen Daoist were stunned.

Yes, the Nine Shades of the Underworld Monarch is right in front of them, and they want to refine the Yellow Spring Water, so why don't they ask him?

"Dare to ask the Immortal Monarch what is the best way?" Master Lifan smiled kindly: "Uncle Huaizhen has not been able to advance an inch for hundreds of years in the Mahayana period, if we don't break through, there will be few lifespans, which is a huge loss for us." ”

Song Hengshen nodded thoughtfully: "That's right, if the Daoist can break through, the combat power of the Mahayana period and those things in the Land of Exile have the power to fight." ”

As he spoke, he took a few steps up the attic, turned around and asked, "Master, if I open an opening for the Yellow Spring Diversion here, do you think it is feasible?" ”

Master Lifan: "? ”

Rao is the Zen master of Zen Buddhism who collapsed in front of Mount Tai and did not change his face, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this.

"This is the Zen Scripture Pavilion, but it's very safe, but..."

But he was worried that it would ruin tens of thousands of years of operation and accumulation of Zen Buddhism!

Just when Master Fan hesitated, Xie Zheng, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes.

"I've got a good place."

The Buddha seal hanging above had disappeared at some point, but she couldn't see the change in cultivation, but from the outside, her whole person was a lot more radiant.

"Oh? What is the good thing about Xie Xiaodon? ”

Xie Zheng didn't say much, and as soon as his mind moved, he brought all the people in the attic into the small world of Sumeru.

The other people were not surprised, but Song Heng's eyes widened and he exclaimed: ", you guy, you won't loot the boundary mountain, right?" ”

Xie Zheng glanced at him and sneered: "This is what the Rakshasa has to give me, by the way, speaking of which, your Rakshasa clan really wants you to return to Jiuyou." ”

Hearing this, Song Heng scratched his head and sighed: "When I finish dealing with the affairs of the human world, I will go back." ”

After a pause, he asked again, "You, it's over?" ”

Xie Zheng nodded, but did not speak, she looked at the wide mountain depression in front of her, thought for a moment, and then raised her hand to lay down a few prohibitions.

"It's okay, let's bring the yellow spring water here."

Seeing that no one else objected, Song Heng took a few steps forward and stood on the edge of the depression, black mist rising from around him, and soon covered the depression.

After a while, he took out a green banana leaf from his sleeve and threw it into the sky, and the banana leaf was stuck in the air above the depression, trembling and trembling, but it did not move a bit.

The black mist grew thicker and thicker, and suddenly, with a click, something seemed to shatter.

Just as Xie Zheng was looking for the source of the sound, a pitch-black hole suddenly broke above the banana leaf, and then, a small and turbid stream of water appeared out of thin air and slowly dripped onto the banana leaf.

Soon, the plantain leaves, which were not very large, soon filled with water, and gradually became unable to bear them, and the turbid water began to fall to the ground.

The plants and soil in the depression are corroded in an instant.

Xie Zheng: "......"

She hurriedly popped out a sword light, holding the overflowing yellow spring water, and then on the depression ground, she used sword intent and spiritual power to lay several layers of solid and strong barriers, which were used to accept the overflowing yellow spring water.

When Song Heng saw her move, he immediately blinked his eyes and kindly reminded: "Once this Yellow Spring tributary is opened, it will never be able to close again, you have to think of a good way to deal with it, otherwise this small world will be ruined." ”

Xie Zheng: "? ”

"Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Isn't this a pure pit man?

Song Heng looked straightforward: "You didn't ask me again." ”

Xie Zheng glanced at him, turned his head away, and said no more.

Forget it, it's already happened, and even killing him now won't help.

"Yellow spring water is here, Hades Jun, dare to ask how to refine this yellow spring water?" Master Lifan was more anxious than everyone else, and as soon as he saw that the flow of yellow spring water was gradually stabilizing, he immediately asked.

Song Heng turned his head, looked at him, looked at Huaizhen Daoist again, and said, "As long as Huang Quanshui thinks that he is me, in this way, even if you go down to take a bath, you will not be harmed." ”

This is easier said than done.

Xie Zheng and Zhao Zhao and Xun Lang Jianzun, who was not interested, retreated to the shade of the tree on the side, and Xie Zheng also sent a stool to each of them, plus a handful of melon seeds, and looked lively with great interest.

The yellow spring water is accumulating more and more, but at first glance, it is still a small puddle.

Song Heng didn't explain too much, his hands condensed a black mist that seemed to condense into substance, saying that it was a mist, but it was actually not very accurate, it was more like some kind of thick black liquid.

That thing quickly wrapped Lord Huai Zhen, tightly, and didn't leave a single gap.

Xie Zheng was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looked at Xun Lang Jianzun, and asked, "This won't suffocate the Huaizhen Dao people, right?" ”

Xun Lang Jianzun glanced at her and sneered: "You really can't spit out ivory, if that old man dies here, you can't get out of it." ”

Xie Zheng: "......"

If you think about it, it's true.

Before she could figure out what was at stake, Song Heng had already led the Huaizhen Daoist wrapped in black mist to stand under the banana leaves, just in time to be drenched by the overflowing yellow spring water.

I have to say that this Song Heng, although he is not very reliable, does have something.

As he said, there was a layer of black mist outside, and the yellow spring water was like an ordinary stream of water, sliding through the body of the Huaizhen Daoist and then falling into the puddle.

"That's it?"

Xie Zheng, who had personally experienced the torture of Huangquan water, said that it was a little difficult to accept.

Xun Lang Jianzun hummed lightly, threw the melon seeds in his hand back on the plate, and then unceremoniously snatched a green fruit from her hand, stuffed it directly into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it without changing his face.

Xie Zheng: "? ”

"Master, isn't it sour?"

Xie Zheng was shocked, this was the fruit she picked when she passed by the demon world, it was not sweet, it was very sour, I wanted to take it out and trick Song Heng to eat it, but I didn't expect Shizun to snatch it and eat it, and his face was expressionless and did not change color throughout the whole process, he was really a god!

Xun Lang Jianzun didn't say anything, just glanced at her lightly, then looked away and continued to stare at the Huaizhen Taoist who was bathed in yellow spring water.

Xie Zheng touched the tip of his nose in a daze, and said in his heart that his master was really changeable, and he turned his face faster than when she was reading.

Just thinking about it, the black mist on Huai Zhendao's person suddenly burst open, startling her, and in the next moment, the person swept in front of her.

"What's going on?"

Song Heng's hand continued to release black mist, and the piece that had just exploded was completed in the blink of an eye, and after doing this, his movements slowed down, turned his head casually, and said, "It's okay, it's going well." ”

After a pause, he answered coldly: "But he is about to break through, the Mahayana Thunder Tribulation, can you withstand this small world?" Won't it be directly destroyed by the thunder, right? ”