Lingji Bodhisattva was also extremely happy, he didn't expect that after seven days and seven nights, he would be able to break through the thousand-year-old shackles of the bottle cork and reach the level of Da Luo Jin Xian.

"Oh my God, I can't imagine that the spirit guitar can break through in the toilet meditation, it's really incredible!"

Fuxian Bodhisattva took advantage of the fact that Lingji Bodhisattva had not yet discovered himself, and hurriedly secretly left Lingji Bodhisattva's dojo.

Soon, a rumor spread throughout the fairy world, and some people even published it as a leaflet.

"Shocked, why did Da Luo Jinxian secretly eat in the middle of the night?"

"If you want to become a thousand ways to become a Da Luo Jin Immortal, you must learn to go to the toilet and participate in Zen!"

"Why have you always been a Golden Immortal cultivator, come and find out the shocking secret of the thatched house of Little Sumeru Mountain!"

"If you go to the thatched house once a day, you can also become a Da Luo Jin Immortal like Lingji Bodhisattva!"

......

Lingji Bodhisattva grabbed these leaflets, and his whole old face turned purple and blue.

Ma Dan, which bastard is slandering Lao Tzu, the deity is going to destroy him!

So, Lingji Bodhisattva held the Flying Dragon Staff and walked out of Little Sumeru Mountain with murderous spirit.

After some scrutiny, he finally found the source of the rumors.

It turns out that all this is Fuxian's bastard!

Lingji Bodhisattva was so angry that he screamed, and immediately killed the Dojo of Fuxian Bodhisattva.

"Lord Lingji Bodhisattva, my master is in retreat and cultivating. The fairy child who was watching hurriedly stopped Lingji Bodhisattva.

"Get out of the way, this damn Fuxian dares to ruin the reputation of the deity, there is a kind of indiscriminate thing like this, don't you dare to come to see the deity?"

Lingji Bodhisattva was furious and forced his way in. When he saw the place where Fuxian was cultivating, the whole person froze.

Is this still a dojo of Fugen? Why can't the deity understand?

I saw that the originally good dojo actually came out with a subtle smell, and Lingji Bodhisattva looked up and saw that even the names of all parts of the dojo had been changed, which looked particularly strange.

"Five grains reincarnation in the Zen Temple?"

"Stomach Digesting Garden?"

"Rapidity?"

"Bihai Shengchao Changrun Tea House?"

......

Looking at the names of thousands of strange names, Lingji Bodhisattva broke out in a cold sweat, and the heart of Puxian Bodhisattva is evil, why don't you take good names, but prefer to take these strange names?

"Lord Lingji Bodhisattva, you don't know, Shizun He visited you some time ago, and after learning that you are practicing toilet meditation, Shizun He had a whimsical idea and had some understanding, so he changed the name of this dojo. ”

Hearing Fuxian Bodhisattva's apprentice say this, Lingji Bodhisattva was stunned for a moment, when did he come to visit me, how could the deity not know.

Suddenly, Lingji Bodhisattva shuddered suddenly, thinking to himself if he should break through at a convenient time, and then this scene was seen by Fuxian, right?

After thinking about it, Lingji Bodhisattva felt that this was very possible!

"Ahem, cough, this toilet Zen of the deity is not easy to understand, and people with great perseverance and wisdom must understand and crack it. If you really want to think about your master, you might as well ...... your thatched hut."

"Phew, it's the Five Grains Reincarnation Meditation Room, with your master as the center, build a circle around his retreat place, so that with the help of the power of heaven and earth, people will conquer the sky, so as to help your master. ”

Lingji Bodhisattva looked at the more than 100 apprentices of Fuxian Bodhisattva, and thought to himself that these people were all building thatched houses around Fuxian Bodhisattva, how spectacular the picture was.

Hundreds of boats compete for the stream, flying down 3,000 feet, and the aftertaste is endless!

Fuxian Bodhisattva, he wants to struggle to escape from the October siege and the ambush on all sides, but he also wants to die halfway, right?

As if feeling that he was not very kind, Lingji Bodhisattva took a deep breath, then took out a jade bottle of pill from his arms, and said with great pain: "The deity has a bottle of Qingxin Detoxification Pill here and has not been willing to use it, since you are so loyal and want to help your master, then the deity should also be a favor by the way." ”

The apprentice's face was overjoyed when he heard this, and he hurriedly thanked him. However, when I got this jade bottle, I found that the label on it had already turned yellow, and it was obvious that I don't know how long it had been.

"Lord Lingji Bodhisattva, is there anything wrong with this elixir, right? I think it's been left out for a long time?"

"Are you doubting the good intentions of the deity?"

Lingji Bodhisattva frowned, and with a flick of his hand, he planned to withdraw the bottle of pill, which frightened the disciple and hurriedly smiled: "It's me who is not good, and I spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain." ”

Hum!

Lingji Bodhisattva left the dojo with a drop of his sleeves, causing the disciple to exclaim in shock.

That night, the dojo of Fuxian Bodhisattva broke out with shocking news.

I heard that the Fuxian Bodhisattva, who had reached the cultivation of Da Luo Jin Xian, was actually fainted in his own thatched house.

And according to reliable rumors, he was stunned by the stench of hundreds of apprentices going to the thatched hut at that time!

It is said that at that time, Fugen Bodhisattva foamed at the mouth and convulsed all over, and almost fell in his dojo.

Hearing this shocking news, Lingji Bodhisattva returned to his own dojo with deep merit and fame.

"I deserve it, I dare to slander the deity. The medicine in the jade bottle is a real medicine, yes, but it has expired for about three or four ...... 100 years!"

And Xuanzang in the lower realm was staring at an ancient well in front of him and fell into the contemplation of life.

Earlier, he faintly heard a strange sound, and then followed the sound, only to find that the sound came from the ancient well.

Looking up at the moonlight, it was already midnight.

Looking back at the ancient well again, Xuanzang couldn't help but shudder.

How is this scene so familiar, how can it make the poor monk shudder.

"The poor monk is just ordered to learn the scriptures, why do you want to make a scene of a horror drama?"

Xuanzang pondered for a long time, a little hesitant, but heard an intermittent sound coming from under the ancient well.

"Holy ...... Holy Monk ......"

Looking at the ancient well locked by heavy iron chains, as well as the rusty traces, Xuanzang knew that this ancient well should have been abandoned for a long time, at least no one had used it for three or four years!

Even if there were really living people, they would starve to death, right?

"This is not normal, someone shouted poor monks in the middle of the night, I guess...... It can't be that, right?"

Xuanzang only felt a chill in his back, and his spine was cold.

It's scary!

Xuanzang turned around and was about to leave, but he always felt a faint uneasiness.

In case, there is really someone under this ancient well, and the poor monk goes back like this, wouldn't it be ......

Forget it, the poor monk is still ...... Cut down the grass and eradicate the roots, and get rid of the evil!

Lest you keep being shouted by people in the middle of the night, and you won't be able to sleep well all night!