"It won't be wrong, it will never be wrong! If they hadn't taken away my grandson's spiritual root, then where would my grandson's top-grade golden spiritual root go?"

Hearing this, Bai Yu Zhenren asked, "Then have you ever gone to Xiaoyaomen to ask clearly? Your grandson was expelled from the mountain gate by them, and they must give an explanation, right?"

The old man said bitterly, "Why don't I go......?" But my cultivation was too low, my strength was too weak, and I was beaten out before I stepped into the mountain gate of Xiaoyaomen. It's all my fault, if I didn't have to send my grandson to Xiaoyaomen, his spiritual root would not have been taken away, and he wouldn't have only left this half a year of life. I hurt my grandson, and I did it!"

When the little monk saw this, he immediately comforted: "Donor, there is no point in you blaming yourself. The top priority is to save your grandson's life!"

When the old man heard this, he hurriedly asked, "Master, do you have a way to save my grandson?"

The little monk thought for a while and said, "Since your grandson has suffered a great loss of vitality because he was robbed of his spiritual root, his longevity will be exhausted." If you want to save him, I'm afraid there is only one way. ”

"What's the method?

"Get back his lost spiritual root and replant it in his dantian. As long as the spiritual root is returned to its place and the root is successfully settled, he will be safe and sound. ”

When the old man heard this, he was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "That's right, why didn't I think of it, why didn't I think of it!"

But as soon as he said this, his face became solemn again.

"My grandson's spiritual root was taken away by the people of Xiaoyaomen, but I am only a late stage of foundation building, where can I get it back?

The little monk smiled and said, "As long as you can recapture the spiritual root, the poor monk can plant it back in your grandson's dantian." ”

"But the Xiaoyao Sect is a first-class sect, and my Sun family can't fight at all! Master, is there no other way?"

The little monk shook his head and said, "There is no other way! The spiritual root is innately conceived and has existed since your grandson was born. There is no way to conceive and be born again the day after tomorrow, so if you don't take back your grandson's spiritual root, there will never be a new spiritual root in his dantian. Donor, you might as well go to the Xiaoyao Gate to ask for it again. Since the Xiaoyao Sect is a first-class sect, it naturally has the backbone of the Great Gate Sect, how can it embarrass you?"

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "How can you embarrass me?" Master, you don't know much about these sects. The more the big sect is, the more it bullies the small sect, not to mention a small family like us? Master, please, please save my grandson!"

At this point, the old man knelt down again.

And this presented a problem for the little monk, he couldn't help the old man's grandson ask for the spiritual root that was taken away, right?

Seeing the little monk's embarrassed expression, Bai Yu Zhenren sighed lightly and said, "Fellow Daoist, aren't you embarrassed to be a master? The master is only a Yuan Infant Stage cultivator, and this first-class sect in Eastern Shenzhou has several Infant Transformation Stage Great Cultivators. Besides, if Xiaoyaomen doesn't admit it, what can the master do to them? You can't put his life on the line to save your grandson, right?"

Hearing this, the old man said ashamedly: "Master, I'm really sorry, I shouldn't be embarrassed for you. It's just me...... I really don't have any other way. I ......"

The little monk hesitated for a moment, and then said: "In this way, the poor monk will accompany you to Xiaoyaomen, and you may not be able to return to the spiritual root, and the poor monk is not sure." What do you think?"

"Thank you, Master, thank you, Master! When are we leaving?"

The little monk turned his head to look at Bai Yu Zhenren, and said with a slight smile: "Bai Yu donor, saving people is like fighting fire." The little monk will go with them, and you will tell Master Su Shi for me when you go back, so that he doesn't have to worry about the little monk. ”

Hearing this, Bai Yu Zhenren said worriedly: "Master, you ...... Be careful!"

The little monk smiled, and then walked with the old man and the young man to the outside of the shop, flew up, and disappeared at the end of the forest.

Bai Xiangzhen looked in the direction where the little monk and they flew away, and sighed lightly: "It is often said that people in Buddhism are compassionate, and Master Wuneng is really admirable. But I think it will be difficult for him to go this time. Since the Xiaoyao Gate took away the child's spiritual root, it must have a purpose, but I am afraid that the spiritual root no longer exists at this moment. ”

Bai Yu Zhenren said helplessly: "Even so, the master still went." Such good people are rare. ”

Speaking of Su Ruobai in the stone room, he is still cultivating.

He has already begun to try to form a golden pill, and as long as he forms a golden pill, he will successfully enter the golden pill period.

The true qi like a river flowed endlessly in his body, and finally gathered in the dantian.

In the dantian, a small whirlpool was spinning rapidly, and a little golden light flickered in the middle of the whirlpool.

Now there are signs now, and I believe that it won't be long before Jin Dan will appear, and at that time, it will be the moment when he crosses the catastrophe.

A day later, he was still cultivating.

Two days have passed, and he is still cultivating.

And so it was, before I knew it, seven days later.

The business of the grocery store is good, and there are really many monks who come to buy magic weapons and elixirs.

Bai Yu Zhenren and Bai Xiangzhen were a little busy, and even Shangguan Hong, who had been here a few days earlier, began to help.

The magic weapons are sold one by one, and the bags of spirit stones are taken back, and it is not interesting to do business.

At this moment, a familiar figure walked into the store.

When I looked closely, the person who came was not someone else, it was Situ Jian.

"Bai Yu Daoyou, don't come here unharmed! I don't know if Su Daoyou can be here?"

Bai Yu Zhenren saw that it was Situ Jian, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Su is still in retreat and cultivating, if you are not in a hurry to leave, just stay and wait for him." I guess in a few days, he should be out of the country. ”

Situ Jian smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, then I'll stay for a few more days." I saw that the weather was good today, so I brought a few jugs of good wine. When the two fellow Daoists are done, we can have a few drinks. ”

As soon as he heard that there was wine, Shangguan Hong immediately poked his head out of the counter and asked, "What wine?"

Situ Jian was stunned when he heard this, and then he looked at Shangguan Hong carefully, and when he realized that the other party's cultivation was unfathomable, he hurriedly replied: "Good wines are treasured for hundreds of years. ”

"That's good, I'll have a few drinks later!"

A few people were chatting, and Su Ruobai suddenly appeared, and just ran out of the store.

Situ Jian looked at it and immediately asked, "Su Daoyou, where are you in a hurry?"

When Su Ruobai heard this, he didn't look back and said, "Forming a golden pill, I'm going to cross the catastrophe." ”

Hearing this, everyone in the store was shocked.

Shangguan Hong didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly ran out of the counter.

"I'm going to protect him from the Dharma, in case someone takes advantage of his calamity to plot against him!"

After half a cup of tea, Su Ruobai was already sitting cross-legged on the back mountain of Luoxia Peak.

Looking up at the sky, the dark clouds were rapidly condensing, and his clouds of calamity had finally arrived!