Jue Yin Jue Hui and the two worked together, but they still only ended up dying, and they were forcibly absorbed by the black-robed man.

However, the black-robed man was not comfortable at this time, and absorbed the internal force of Jueyin and Juehui, and his internal force collided with each other, and he could only forcibly suppress it.

It's no wonder that the Tiansha Xuangong he practiced is the most demonic, but the Mira Sutra used by Juehui and the others is a Buddhist canon, and if the two internal forces want to be fused, even he has to be cautious.

In addition, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and Jue Yin's internal force was too strong, so he was injured, although it was not serious, but he had to recuperate for a while.

This night, if the chickens and dogs of the temple were not left, the whole temple was filled with the smell of blood, and it was lifeless.

About three days later, the entire rivers and lakes were sensational again, and it was enough to destroy the Temple of Pranya overnight, which was enough to make everyone frightened.

The news of the destruction of the temple spread wildly in all places, like a bomb exploding, making the entire Jianghu people panic.

At this time, Gan Ningyuan and Jue Sen had already come to an unnamed mountain, which was a continuous mountain peak, inaccessible to people, because there were many fierce beasts in between.

Jue Sen sat on the ground without saying a word, his eyes were full of running water, such a big monk with a tiger's back and a bear's waist crying, which could arouse Gan Ningyuan's sympathy even more.

"Master Juesen, the two masters of Jueyin and Juehui are strong in martial arts, even if they are defeated, they will definitely be able to get out. Gan Ningyuan didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only say on the side.

"No, I know best what kind of people the two senior brothers are, they will only live and die together with the Prajna Temple. Jue Sen wiped his tears with his big sleeve and said in a choked voice.

Hearing this, Gan Ningyuan didn't say anything, he had always been alone, and he really couldn't understand the grief in Juesen's heart at this time.

"There are a lot of mountains here, and the people of the Heavenly Gang shouldn't come here in a short time!" Jue Sen said in a hoarse voice after making a cup of tea for himself, and finally calmed down a little.

"Master Juesen, we should take advantage of this time to practice martial arts diligently, so that we can avenge the two masters in the future. Gan Ningyuan said sonorously.

"The two senior brothers don't want us to keep it for them, what they hope is that we can save the world. Jue Sen shook his head and replied correctly.

Gan Ningyuan nodded, among these decent rivers and lakes, he already sincerely admired the Panruo Temple, and it was precisely because of this that he secretly made up his mind in his heart.

The two of them said no more, but searched for a while in the mountains, found a place to stay, surrounded by lush trees, and soon built two simple wooden houses.

Both of them are rough people, and it is very satisfying to have such a sheltered wooden house.

After a busy day, the weeds around the wooden house were also removed.

After entering the wooden house, Gan Ningyuan lay on the wooden bed that still exuded a strong smell of wood, looking at the waning moon through the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the other room, Kyaw Sen sat cross-legged, and he recited the words in his mouth, but he recited the transcendent scriptures.

Early the next morning, when Gan Ningyuan came out of the wooden house, Jue Sen had already returned from hunting some wild fruits, in fact, Gan Ningyuan wanted to hunt some wild animals in the forest, he hadn't eaten meat for too long. But in front of Juesen, I felt that something was wrong.

"From today on, I will accompany you to practice, if you can beat me, you will have the power to protect yourself. Jue Sen ate a lot of wild fruits, and then looked at Gan Ningyuan and said.

Gan Ning didn't say much, just nodded silently.

"Okay, now, you can deal with me with all your might!" Jue Sen stood up like a small mountain.

Gan Ningyuan used the Cold Flame Burning Heart Technique, using the Qinghong Palm, and in addition, there was also the Miluo Sutra as an auxiliary.

"Bang. With a sound, Gan Ningyuan flew upside down and fell to the ground grinning in pain.

"Well, you're too weak. Jue Sen is known as Iron King Kong, and his internal force plus brute force is extremely domineering, and Gan Ningyuan only feels that his whole body has been broken apart.

Gan Ningyuan stood up, took a deep breath, and shot with all his might, but the result was the same the next moment.

On the first day, Gan Ningyuan was thrown out hundreds of times, and he was thrown miserably, with a blue and purple body on his body.

However, the effect of this practice is very good, he is tired every time he is exhausted in meditation to recover his internal strength, and so on, the internal force continues to increase at the same time, and the toughness is also much higher.

When the sun was about to set, Gan Ningyuan no longer had the strength, lying on the ground panting, he tried to run the Cold Flame Heart Burning Technique, but he couldn't do it.

After eating some wild fruits, I climbed into the wooden house.

After sleeping all night, the next morning, Gan Ningyuan opened his eyes, only to feel that his whole body was in abnormal pain, although the effect of such an overload of practice was obvious, but the hardships that ordinary people could bear.

Walking out of the house with a stick, the sun shining through the forest made him feel good.

When he looked around, Jue Sen was gone.

So Gan Ningyuan sat cross-legged and strengthened his spirit to recover his internal strength.

In about two hours, Gan Ningyuan's internal strength recovered, and his spirit was also lifted a lot.

At this time, Jue Sen also returned, and it turned out that he had gone up the mountain to collect medicine overnight. If you practice like Gan Ningyuan, if you don't use herbs to heal your injuries, I'm afraid that you will have to practice in a few days and become disabled.

"Thank you!" Gan Ningyuan looked at the herbs and felt sad in his heart, Jue Sen felt sad in his heart, and practiced with him for a whole day, and even collected medicine for him overnight to heal his injuries.

"Boiling these herbs will be good for your injuries. Jue Sen didn't care, but said, and then took the three dead hares from his waist.

Seeing this, Gan Ningyuan was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

"The intensity of your martial arts training is too great, and if you don't eat meat, it will be more and more troublesome later. Jue Sen said again.

"Master Juesen, in the future, I will go hunting by myself. "Let Jue Sen kill, Gan Ningyuan really can't help it.

"No, I often ate meat when I was in the temple, and my brother knew it. Jue Sen's words made Gan Ningyuan even more surprised, in his opinion, monks must not kill and eat meat, otherwise they would have violated the Great Commandment.

"Master, you also eat meat?" Gan Ningyuan asked, looking at the rabbit.

"I have spent more than I have spent in prayer for them, and there will be no iniquity. Juesen's words made Gan Ningyuan feel a little far-fetched, but he still didn't say anything.

Later, Gan Ningyuan took the initiative to go out hunting, and the two ate wild fruits in the mountains, and also ate meat from time to time. Every time Jue Sen finished eating meat, he would recite the sutra for most of the hour.

On the third day, while Gan Ningyuan was healing, Jue Sen made a large bucket so that the former could soak in the medicine barrel to heal his injuries.

Since he was healed in the medicine barrel, Gan Ningyuan's injuries have recovered quickly, and he can often heal after soaking for three or four hours at night, after all, in addition to the exhaustion of internal strength, all he has suffered are skin injuries.

In the end, he soaked in the medicine barrel all day long, even when he practiced.