The kneecaps were knocked out of the cold sound, and the whole person was like fragile glass.

Chongjue picked him up from the ground, and he kept shouting: "Slow down, light!" You hurt me so much, is your arm going to break? Ahem...... Why does my throat hurt! Chongjue! Chongjue, is my neck going to break? Can this be brought back?"

Chongjue carried him back to the backyard of the Buddhist hall: "If you don't say anything, it won't hurt."

As soon as Su Hansheng's back touched the bed, he hurriedly hooked Chongjue's neck, climbed on his shoulder, and sprayed Shizun's neck with his scorching breath due to nervousness, which inexplicably made him frown slightly.

Su Hansheng didn't know anything, and still said: "Is this bed too hard, will I break it?"

Chongjue forcibly held back his noise and gently put the person on the couch: "Don't move."

After saying that, he got up and was about to leave, when the afterglow swept to the robe that was still covering the knees of the cold sound, Chongjue hesitated for a moment, reached out and took the robe away, saving himself from being taken by this obviously crooked child to do strange things.

But the corner of the robe had just been lifted, and Su Hansheng immediately said: "Don't lift it!"

The kneecap turned into powder and slipped off the calf, he didn't dare to think about what kind of weird and hideous appearance his leg was now, and forced him to sit up and hold down his robe and stare at Chongjue.

This look was so straightforward that Chongjue almost thought that he was the weirdo who stole other people's clothes and sniffed wildly. However, seeing that Su Hansheng's eyes were red, Chongjue had no choice but to say, "Okay."

Don't be foolish.

The cold sound was so sick that he lay back. Seeing that Chongjue was leaving, he hurriedly said, "Uncle, won't you accompany me to Banqingzhou tomorrow?"

Thundered.

Outside the Buddha Hall, countless thunderstorms have been brewing in the sky, but they are blocked by the enchantment, creating an illusion of calm and calm.

Chongjue lit the candle on the small case at the bedside, and did not answer, but said: "If there is something, blow out the candle and call me." Su Chill: "Whew." Without even thinking about it, he blew out the freshly lit candle.

Chongjue: "......"

Chongjue said lightly: "Urgent."

"It's in a hurry right now." Su Hansheng cautiously reached out and grabbed Chongjue's sleeve, and looked at him with a blank eye, "I am not familiar with the place in Banqingzhou, in case other people's holy relics are unwilling to save me, my lame little waste must not die there, uncle, I am afraid, uncle will not ignore me." "

> Chongjue has long been accustomed to this child's "calling his uncle if he has something to call Chongjue", he lowered his eyes and stared at the cold sound for a long time, and suddenly there was no reason to say it. "How did I not know that I loved you so much?"

Shu Hansheng was stunned for a while before he reacted, and looked at Chongjue in amazement.

This person looked dignified as jade, why did he suddenly turn over his old accounts in front of "Wen Jingyu" and nonsense, "My uncle loves me, even if he causes a big disaster, he won't beat me and scold me"?

Shouldn't this hated thing like turning over old accounts be something he can only do after Xiao Xiao? ! Chongjue's learning is bad!

The status of the World Venerable of Mount Meru is extremely noble, and the perennial meditation and recitation of the Buddha are full of the color of Zen silence that makes people dare not blaspheme, coupled with the previous few times of getting along, so that Su Hansheng feels more and more that Chongjue in this life is a ruthless and insensible cold statue.

Even if he causes a lot of trouble, the "Buddha statue" is always tolerant and indifferent to the living.

But until now, Su Hansheng realized that the statue had suddenly become popular.

Chongjue looked at him, his eyebrows and eyes were quiet.

"Uncle......" Shu Han choked for a while, and then used some strength to pull Chongjue's sleeve, squinting his eyes and smiling flatteringly, "Of course my uncle loves me, all the troubles I have caused since I entered school are all settled by my uncle, and Xiao Xiao's milk name was also chosen by you, if you don't love me, who cares about me?"

This kid changed his face too quickly, but his acting skills were clumsy, he was obviously reluctant but still smiled and said good things, and he was able to bend and stretch out. Chongjue sighed silently, but unconsciously dispersed the coldness in his eyes.

Su Hansheng hurriedly got off the donkey down the slope: "Then tomorrow ......"

Chongjue raised his hand and lightly touched his eyebrows, and said lightly: "Sleep, tomorrow the Zhuang Spiritual Sect will come to pick you up." Su Hansheng: "......" Is this human heart made of stone?! Sure enough, it's still the broken statue.

After Chongjue finished speaking, he got up and left. Su Hansheng glared at the back of this person's head with hatred, and suddenly saw Chongjue turn around, and immediately looked down with a weak heart, and glared at his waist seal.

Chongjue said: "Banqingzhou is located on the water, can you get sick?"

Shu Hansheng showed a smirk: "I have been staying in the Han Vast Garden of Yingxu Sect since I was a child, and I have never been far away, so I don't know if I am dizzy or not."

These words specifically stabbed Chongjue's heart, and he thought that this person would agree to go to Banqingzhou with him, but he saw Chongjue's "um" voice: "I'll see it tomorrow." ”

With that, he brushed his sleeves and left.

Chilling Voice: "......"

Su Hansheng was so angry that he wanted to kick his legs, but his calves couldn't move, so he could only lift them hatefully

The master, but he was afraid of breaking his paws, and gently patted his hand on the pillow with his light hands and feet. Quan should vent his anger.

The Buddhist hall is quiet and tranquil, and there are curling incense threads floating in the small case incense burner.

Chongjue strode out of the Buddha hall, and at the moment of leaving the enchantment, the silence was instantly shattered by deafening thunder.

I don't know if it's late or the sky is too dark, it's so dark outside that you can't see your fingers, only the lightning and thunder can illuminate everything around you whitely.

Chongjue's eyebrows and eyes were as deep and handsome as if they were finely carved, and the thunder flashed, lining half of his face like a god, but the other half of his face was hidden in the darkness, like a fallen god and demon.

Boom –

Chongjue looked at the thunder brewing in the sky at all times, and with a slight movement of his hand, a string of green jade Buddha beads fell between his fingers, and the wind from the flat bottom poured the robe and wide sleeves like an immortal.

Within the scope of the thunderstorm, Zou Zhi didn't know how to get in, and landed directly against the wind. "Chongjue! Why did you attract the rebuke?"

Chongjue twisted the Buddha beads and was speechless.

Zou Zhi seemed to realize something from his reaction, and his face was full of astonishment: "You killed the rotten Kepu of the fifteenth layer of the secret realm?!"

Chongjue lowered his eyes and was silent.

"Are you crazy?!" The cowardice on Zou Zhi's face has disappeared, and there is an inexplicable strange coldness under Lei Guangjia's body, and the white light flashed in a trance, and he seemed to see a hideous death with blood on his face, but he quickly returned to his original state, "Rotten Kepu has not been killed by the Heavenly Dao for two thousand years, there must be some secret method to avoid the prying eyes of the Heavenly Dao!" If you have murderous intentions against him, are you not afraid of your evil ......?"

Chongjue suddenly looked at him coldly. Zou Zhi trembled, and immediately swallowed back the unfinished words with difficulty.

"It's going to be fine." Chong Jue said indifferently, "There are one hundred and one ordinary Heavenly Curse Thunder Tribulations, but today there are only eighteen - Rotten Kepu has not completely fallen, he has escaped.

Zou Zhi was stunned for a long time, and took a breath without a trace: "Escape...... Where to flee? Secret realm, or ......" or have you followed those students into the university palaces?

"I don't know, he has not recovered from his serious injuries, and he will not make waves in a short time." Chongjue raised his hand and threw a page of paper to Zou Zhi, saying, "Follow this spiritual power, and find him within a month."

Zou Zhi took the glowing piece of quaint paper, and it was vaguely visible that there seemed to be a strange blood-colored formation written on it. It's a fragment of a rotten Kepu.

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I didn't know anything about the cold sound, and I didn't even dare to turn over when I lay on the bed tense - for fear of twisting my waist, and I slept in a daze until the next morning, Zhuang Lingxiu held the copied Buddhist scriptures and knocked on the door of the Buddhist hall with a red face.

Chongjue is not in the Buddhist hall.

Zhuang Lingxiu didn't know how to do it, the ten times of the Buddhist scriptures were copied in one night, and after waking up from the cold sound, he chattered while intimately dressing him: "Why didn't the World Venerable not participate in meditation in the Buddha Hall today? I'd like to show him the copied sutras. "

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sp; Su Hansheng sat there yawning, and Lai said: You have copied it ten times? That's inevitable. Zhuang Ling said, "Just copy it casually. The cold voice was solemn.

Zhuang Lingxiu did not want to show off to the world the feat of copying the Buddhist scriptures in one night as he did before Su Hansheng, and said with great interest: "It's just right that the world is not there, I will copy it a few more times in the next few days, and then I will show it to the world honorable person together."

Su Han Sheng: ....

You're still my Senior Brother Zhuang, right?! Get my dog brother back!

At this time, he realized Zhuang Lingxiu's appearance, and said in surprise: "Senior brother, why were you beaten like this?"

Zhuang Lingxiu's handsome face was beaten blue and purple, the tail of his eyes was swollen, his eyes were big and small, and he was still wearing the "tepid" bundle on his forehead, which was extremely funny to look at.

It's okay, it's okay. Zhuang Lingxiu rubbed the wound on his face, squinted his eyes and said, This beating is worth it. After all, the kind of bustle that the deputy envoy can see is not something that ordinary people can see, and it is not in the way to be beaten.

Su Hansheng didn't know why, but he still expressed deep concern for Senior Brother Zhuang's state of mind. What kind of demon cave is Wendao Xue Palace, why are all your brains not normal? Is it a feng shui problem?

Although Zhuang Lingxiu was hated, he acted very carefully, knowing that Su Hansheng's knee was broken, and he came to borrow the white wheelchair of Liuyao Zhailan. He lightly carried Su Hansheng to the wheelchair and sat down, and was about to take off the white robe covering his knees, when Shu Hansheng hurriedly pressed: Don't, just cover it like this.

Zhuang Lingxiu didn't force it, and pushed him out of the Buddhist hall.

Su Hansheng waited for a long time and didn't wait for Chongjue to show up, he looked back at the Buddha Hall with a stinky face, and thought sullenly: "Don't come here, forget it, without the elders to follow, I'm at ease."

It's easier to get along with your peers, just like Zhuang Lingxiu, although this person is well-known to everyone, but he is extremely sincere in his cold voice.

Zhuang Lingxiu pushed the wheelchair all the way down the mountain, forward

Go to the moat pier outside the Wendao Palace to take the spirit boat, all the way down the river, and you can reach Banqingzhou in less than half a day.

"My dad is very easy to get along with." Zhuang Lingxiu said with a smile, I heard that when he was young, he and Xuanlin Xianjun had studied in the same school, you are the son of Xianjun, and you are a distinguished guest who has been ordered by Shizun himself, even if he is horizontal, he will never pull out a knife and cut people.

Cry of Cold: ......

In your family, if you don't pull out a knife and cut someone, it's called "getting along very well"?

Shu Hansheng thought for a while, and said tentatively: Senior Brother Zhuang, the holy relic of Banqingzhou...... What is it? Dragons?

Well. When Zhuang Lingxiu said this, a touch of sadness seemed to appear in his eyes, he smiled reluctantly, and said, You are a phoenix, he is a dragon, the holy object is really interesting, and it is auspicious to the dragon and phoenix.

Su Hansheng sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly changed the topic: It's good, it's good...... Senior brother, I'm a little afraid of water, will the spirit boat be very shaky?

Zhuang Lingxiu smiled, raised his hand and touched the head of Su Hansheng, and said with a smile: It won't be too shaky, as long as you ...... Not.

Su Hansheng turned his head blankly: "What?"

Zhuang Lingxiu put his hand behind his waist expressionlessly, hid the dozen or so snow hairs that were inadvertently dragged down between his fingers, pretended to be indifferent, and said gently: "Don't worry, the spirit boat is very stable, I have never heard of someone fainting the spirit boat for so many years."

Senior Brother Zhuang swore an oath, and he also believed it.

Half an hour later, the spirit boat slowly sailed along the river, breaking through the water and speeding away.

On the top floor, the special spirit mustard of the semi-Qingzhou state. The cold sound lay on the soft collapse and vomited to death, almost vomiting out of the stomach, and tears fell from the uncomfortable eyes.

Zhuang Lingxiu hurriedly helped him and patted him on the back: Why is the water sickness so serious? Banqingzhou has a special terrain, and can only enter the water spirit boat if you can't resist the wind, you ......

How long has it been since you vomited like this?

Su Hansheng was dizzy, there was no place in his body that was comfortable, he hadn't eaten much, and he couldn't vomit anything again, but instead pulled his fragile internal organs into pain.

I can't wait to die.

Zhuang Lingxiu went out quickly, as if asking for the medicine for dizziness, and when he came back, without saying a word, he broke the chin of the cold sound and forcibly stuffed the snow-white elixir into the base of his tongue and let him press it.

The dizziness medicine looked unremarkable, but as soon as it was pressed to the root of the tongue, it suddenly seemed like someone had punched him head-on

The spicy heat of the fire and the coldness of the bones came up at the same time, choking the cold sound of the heavenly spirit cover almost overturned.

The cold sound was dying, but he struggled to spit out the elixir.

Zhuang Lingxiu persuaded him: "This elixir is very useful every year - although it has expired for a year, it is said that pressing on the root of the tongue for half a day can immediately relieve the symptoms of water sickness, and the effect is immediate!

Chilling Voice:

As soon as the elixir entered the mouth, it rushed to the brain, and directly "beaten" the person to wake up, and the vomiting sensation of dizziness was indeed minimal, barely useful.

Su Hansheng couldn't stand the feeling of "being beaten", gritted his teeth, and refused to open his mouth no matter how Zhuang Lingxiu broke it.

Zhuang Lingxiu saw that he was about to vomit out the little ghost, but the journey had just begun, and he would have to lose half of his life in the next half a day. Just when he was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, Lingkei's door was suddenly lightly slammed.

Zhuang Lingxiu raised his hand and waved, and saw that the person who came was stunned.

There was still that spicy feeling in his mouth, and he lay there pretending to be dead with his breath. Originally, I went to Banqingzhou to replenish my vitality, but now I can do it, and I will run out on the road before the last bit of vitality.

Su Hansheng was so uncomfortable that he wanted to jump into the water and drown, and when he was breathing weakly with his lips open, he vaguely felt a slightly cool hand gently touch the corner of his lips.

…… It seemed like something was going to be stuffed into his mouth.

Su Hansheng was frightened, and thought it was Zhuang Lingxiu, so he turned his head sharply to indicate that he would not eat.

The hand persevered, gently brushing away the sweaty hair on the side of Su Hansheng's face, and the cuffs seemed to rub against his face, and he smelled a familiar crisp breath after realizing it.

Linden flowers?

Su Hansheng opened his eyes suddenly. Chongjue didn't know when he arrived, and was sitting on the edge of the bed looking down at him.

Su Hansheng looked at it in confusion.

Have you vomited to the point of hallucination? Isn't this man still reciting his Raushzi sutra in that Buddha hall, why did he suddenly appear here?

Su Han sneered: "Chongjue?"

Chongjue lightly opened his lips: "Presumptuous."

Smelling the familiar breath, Su Hansheng suddenly had a slight sour eye socket for some reason, and stretched out his hand to him, calling stubbornly.

"Chongjue ......"

Zhuang Lingxiu's eyes were about to pop out on the side, and a shock between "Xiao Xiao actually called Shizun by his name" and "I actually know the name of Shizun" appeared on his face? Parents! Today I will return to my hometown! Be proud of me".

These two emotions are too peculiar and mixed together Mo

There is a kind of twisted hideousness that wants to eat people.

Su Hansheng was so uncomfortable, dizzy and dizzy, his brain was not very clear, and he whimpered: "I'm uncomfortable."

He was confused, a little mistaken for the discomfort of watersickness and the pain of the phoenix bone attack in his previous life, staring at Chongjue with his eyes scattered, and muttered: Chongjue, we ......

Chongjue pinched the dizziness elixir, and was about to gently coax him to take the medicine into his mouth to stop the dizziness. Su Hansheng said in a daze: ...... Let's double cultivate. Chongjue: ...... Zhuang Devotional: !!

Chongjue's face was expressionless, and he pinched his jaw with two fingers, and forced the dizzy young man to open his lips and swallow the pill with a grunt.

Su Han Sheng: ....