Many monks were in a hurry, and the eight immortals crossed the sea, and after each showed their magical powers, it was to no avail.

Wang Jia was now lying on his stomach on the eaves of the nine-story black tower, and the misty mist made him feel like he was in some kind of fairyland of Qionglou Yuyu.

The mind unconsciously felt in a trance, and the hands and feet were even more light and weak.

"No way!"

Wang Jiaqiang endured the strangeness of his body, and with difficulty manipulated himself like cotton, took his hand away from the hilt of the sword, and his body fell directly to let his arm lie on the blade of the sword.

Press the palm of your left hand on the edge and slash it violently!

The smell of blood instantly overshadowed the wet feeling of the mist.

Wang Jia's chest rose and fell, and he suddenly opened his eyes wide to look at the white and vast scene around him.

"What the hell did I release from the Black Tower...... It's a pity that only this ninth layer is the weak point of the Black Tower's talisman formation, otherwise if the crack is broken from the first layer, you can directly see Su Su. ”

Wang Jia's eyebrows were sharp, her bones were excellent, and at this moment, there seemed to be wind and frost in her eyes, bringing her back to the past Sword Peak.

Fingers suddenly clenched hard, and blood grew from her original wound.

He took a deep breath and his heart sank.

"No matter...... Anyway, the Qi family's formation has already been placed, and it will be automatically triggered as soon as the time comes, and it doesn't matter if I'm there or not. ”

"The most important thing right now is ...... It is a vegetarian. ”

"Su Su can't see anything, there is something in the Black Tower to bully her, how can she do it no matter how powerful she is......

"I'm going to protect her ......"

He was the one who trusted Jiang Su before, and now he is the one who regrets it.

His blood stains made ink, pressed his palm against the wall of the Black Tower, and the tip of his other finger made a pen, and began to trace a formation.

This array is called Shrinking Bone, and it allows people to enter the space behind the formation from a very small place.

Now that there is a loophole in the Black Tower's protective formation, it is the safest way to borrow the power of its original formation to shape a small formation.

Blood is used as ink, and the effect is extraordinary.

Wang Jia turned his head and looked at the place where he folded in his memory, then drew his sword and stepped into it without hesitation.

……

Fang Fold is also surrounded by a white mist.

Suddenly, the sound of Buddha came.

"Fang Zhe, do you know where your master is now."

He searched for the source of the sound and flew away, and his eyes were met by a slightly dull golden light.

The eighteen Arhats who had previously turned into Dharma Protectors stood on both sides, and in the middle sat several old monks in robes.

This place is already Tallinn behind the black and white twin towers.

The one who spoke just now was the abbot of Shannian with the most solemn robe in the standard color.

The expression of the old monk Shannian was not serious, and there was even a faint smile.

Fang Fold stood in front of them, holding a knife in one hand and pinching the tip of the other finger.

His voice was low and hoarse.

"Release Jiang Su, and I'll take you to find him."

Unexpectedly, several old monks shook their heads at the same time, and said to the old monk: "The place you are talking about is just your master's former residence, and there is no real body of him, not even his remaining soul."

The old monk pinched the trick with his fingertips, and a golden bowl suddenly appeared in the air, which was half filled with clear water.

"Your master has done a lot of evil, refining more than 1,000 people from all over the Infernal Sect into puppets, and hundreds of them have been annihilated and replaced by him. He has done a lot of evil, and he has always been an intolerable existence in our Demon Suppression Temple. ”

The old monk Shannian pointed to the water in the bowl, and a picture instantly appeared in the water.

The sparkling water shadow is like a dream.

It is the first half of the life that Fang Fold is as intermittent as a marquee.

"Crazy knife square fold."

"You have a relationship with the Dharma. Some bodhisattvas have heard about your experience and made a wish to me, hoping that you will be able to learn the Dharma and enter my Buddhism. ”

"Infernal...... It's called hell. ”

"You can come out of hell cleanly, just like the wish of the Jizo King Bodhisattva of my Buddha."

"Hell is not empty, you will not become a Buddha, you have cleared the purgatory on earth, the ghosts, the fierce gods and evil ghosts, this is a great merit."

The old monk of Shannian followed the temptation and looked at the cardinal monk with kind eyes.

Fang Zhen didn't say anything, just sat on the ground, his eyes looking intently at his past experience. From his learning to refine weapons and manipulate flames in the Infernal Sect, to his sneaking out into the mountains and forests outside the city to play with the young deer.

Yes, he had a young deer as a playmate when he was a child.

It seems that he would find time to find the young deer every day, accompany it to the quiet stream to drink, and gently stroke its wet hair with his hands.

Staring at it, it was agile and vigorous to escape the fanged jaw of the python wandering in the woods. Accompany it to find the freshest green grass and feast.

He said, "The fawn is so good."

The fawn's eyes were crystal clear, and he was the only one who was reflected.

In the autumn of one year, he and his master learned the method of condensing and shaping the refining vessel for a few more hours. When I came to the depths of the mountains and forests outside the city, I didn't see the fawn again.

Only the deer antler velvet that was broken on the ground, the blood around it had long since dried up and darkened its color.

On the side, there was a pure green python with a bulging belly, entrenched in a dry tree, and its tail drooping.

His playmate became the winter food for this green python.

The young man didn't move, staring at it that had closed its eyes and was sleeping, and didn't move for a long time.

The law of life, he began to comprehend from this moment.

It's a pity that he doesn't have a fawn, and he doesn't see anyone who can have eyes as clear as water, sparkling and reflective of his body.

The picture in the golden bowl changes.

Half of his life passed one after another.

Fang Zhen felt a little strange in his heart, he saw some pictures that were too unfamiliar.

For example, he and his junior brother Xu Shuye comforted a young man in black at night, and he himself held the young man in black in his arms and warmed him with his clothes.

He meticulously taught the young boy how to use the thirty-six forms of Tiangang taught by Infernal Teaching, and even demonstrated the method of solitude many times.

In addition to refining tools, it can be said that they are taught by all their hands.

"Who is this little boy? Wang Jia? Fang Zhen asked himself in his heart.

It should be Wang Jia...... But there's always a strange feeling.

The old monk's voice came again.

"The cultivation realm is about to change the heavens and the earth, and all the paths have monks ascending, if no one in my Buddha Dao responds to this heaven-given opportunity, wouldn't it be a pity."

"Fang Zhe, enter my Buddha Gate, practice the Dharma, and fly into the upper realm with the person you are thinking about in your heart, why do you hesitate?"

The cardinal gradually withdrew his consciousness from the golden bowl and water mirror. He lowered his head and seemed to be thinking, and his eyes were deep and his mood was unknown.

He said, "I want Jiang Su."

The next moment, the Cardinal stood up abruptly, holding a broken knife in his hand, and turned to point directly at the Black Tower's back.

"Open the door and send me in."

“……”

The crowd was silent.

After a full two quarters of an hour,

Shannian said bluntly at this time: "Your master is on the eighth floor of the Black Tower, if you enter from the ninth floor, you can just find him."

"The crazy knife is broken, and the old man kindly reminds you. Jiang Su was already walking from the first floor to the ninth floor, and now that the Black Tower talisman formation was opened, the first floor could no longer enter people. ”

So, he can enter from the ninth floor.

After comprehending this, Fang Zhi immediately flew straight to the ninth floor of the Black Tower in the direction he remembered, without looking at this group of old monks again.

He has no interest in the Dharma.

Even if everyone in the world has soared, so what's the matter, he just needs a small doctor.

Two chapters first, continue in the evening!