Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Divine Que

"Truth Gate, junior brother, you've almost had enough trouble, right? Go back with the poor monk and confess your sins. ”

At this moment, a person wearing a warrior monk's uniform appeared in the eyes of everyone, and Zhang Hairong recognized this person for the first time, it was the eldest disciple of the Vajra monk Master Shi Zhan, Dao Xuan, who had passed away. The Dharma is extremely exquisite, and it is deeply liberated

"Senior Brother?" Dao Ming didn't expect to meet Dao Xuan here, "Senior Brother also came here to join the Monk's Truth Gate?"

"Truth Gate, aren't you giving Master to you for these false things!" Dao Xuan exploded violently, a spear appeared in his hand, and his eyes stared at Dao Ming in front of him, "While the poor monk can still control himself, senior brother, you'd better go back with me." Otherwise, the poor monk doesn't know what to do!"

"Hahaha! Senior brother, it's impossible right now, then you just wait for the good monk's truth gate to be established, and then wipe out all those old antiques in the Sanskrit Sound Gate!"

Dao Ming laughed, his figure flashed, and gradually began to fade, along with those people from the Mingxuan family.

"Hugh wants to escape!"

The spear in Dao Xuan's hand was thrown, and it slammed into Dao Ming quickly, but it was still a step too late, and the spear passed through Dao Ming's body in the air and fell to the ground.

"Amitabha!"

Dao Xuan immediately clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, suppressing the anger he had just generated.

"Senior brother, junior brother!"

Dongfang Xueqing squatted on the huge black 'swastika' and used magic to constantly bombard the 'swastika', but it was useless.

"Donor, you can't break this spell like this. Dao Xuan walked in front of Dongfang Xueqing.

"I don't care! I must rescue my junior brother!"

Dongfang Xueqing took out a pill, and after swallowing it, her breath exploded instantly, her bright eyes flashed a trace of essence, aimed at the huge black 'swastika', and blasted a punch, and a strong wind blew around, Dongfang Xueqing raised a lot of strength, the blue light in her hand was shining, she aimed at the middle, and a punch fell!

"Boom!"

The strong wind blew up, and many trees around were blown up, but only the black 'swastika' character did not shake in the slightest, and still stood here, motionless.

"This is the strongest in this sect" sealing formation, no external force can break through, unless the caster himself cracks, or the power of the sealed person exceeds the caster's power, so it will be broken.

"What....... How could it be .......?"

Dongfang Xueqing sat weakly on the ground, staring blankly at the black 'swastika' in front of her, she could even see Ying Yuan curled up underneath through the 'swastika'.

"Thor, this time, I'm afraid that it will be more auspicious. Dao Xuan sighed.

Dao Xuan originally came to pick up Ying Yuan, but he didn't expect that his junior brother would actually jump out and suppress Ying Yuan in a cluster, now it seems that he can only go back to the door first and ask for help from other masters to see if there is any way.

"A few donors might as well go to the Sanskrit Gate with the poor monks to ask for help?"

"This ......."

Nalan looked at the Nalan family in the distance and bit his lip.

"You decide. Zhang Hairong wrapped his fist, but it was just a fracture, and it would be fine in some time.

Nalan Wuwu glanced deeply at the Nalan family in the distance, and there was a little more determination in his eyes: "There is no longer anything I am attached to, I will follow you." ”

"Good. ”

Zhang Hairong didn't have anything, just nodded.

After making up their minds, they picked up Dongfang Xueqing, who was not quite conscious, and followed Dao Xuan to the Fanyin Gate together, while Ying Yuan was in this sealed place, curled up and never moved.

Ying Yuan's sea of consciousness

"This sealing technique is too strong. "'Ying Yuan' was very helpless, he was just about to use some big moves, and he was sealed here by Dao Ming with a slap.

"Now we don't have the strength to break through this sealing technique, and this sealing technique will continue to weaken the power of the sealed, if Ying Yuan doesn't wake up again, I'm afraid that we will all be lucky. ”

Lei looked at Ying Yuan, who was curled up in a ball, and suddenly felt that his head was big.

"You can't blame him, after all, he has only been cultivating for twenty years, and he doesn't know anything, and this is the first time he has encountered such a situation. "'Ying Yuan' looked at Ying Yuan and thought about something, but in the end he couldn't come out.

And at this moment, Ying Yuan was actually not defeated by that cultivation fear, it was offset when the cultivation fear appeared before, and the reason why Ying Yuan was sluggish was only because his consciousness was pulled away again. Hmmm, right.

(Ying Yuan: Author! You are too much! Why am I wandering all the time, can you have a good conscience if you do this!? Author: You can get by, the plot needs the plot)

Ying Yuan came to a vast land, the world here is very large, a very vast land, with animals that Ying Yuan has never seen, and that abundant aura, but I don't know why, Ying Yuan feels that the breath here is very familiar, as if he has seen it somewhere.

"Huh? Is this .......?"

Ying Yuan floated to a plain, and suddenly felt that this plain was a little familiar now, as if he had seen it somewhere. Soon, the fragments of memory formed a picture in front of Ying Yuan, under the gloomy sky, the storm that could be seen at any time raged on this plain, here, is it the Storm Plain?

Ying Yuan looked at the clear sky, and it didn't have anything to do with the gloomy sky.

"Could it be that the Storm Plains that existed before the Sound Valley?"

Ying Yuan had a little guess, he still remembered the joy of the people living in the Storm Plains when they saw the sun again, and the emptiness was so beautiful more and more.

Ying Yuan had a little more expectation in his heart, he wanted to see this world, this complete world. As soon as Ying Yuan's thoughts rose, his consciousness was fluttering, and with the fluttering, he appreciated the beauty of this world, there were mountains and rivers, low-lying plains and grassy plateaus, and the plateau covered by snow, the land here is not as large as the area of the ocean, although there is very little land, but everything on land is so natural, the breath of nature is full of his consciousness, and suddenly Ying Yuan feels that he belongs to this emptiness, and should be a part of the existence of this emptiness.

His consciousness began to float upwards, floating into the vast white clouds, and suddenly, he found himself in a void space, in this space, there are many starlight suspended, these starlights continue to surround, becoming a circle of light, and in the aperture, there is a point of light, this point of light is very large, at least much larger than Ying Yuan, and within the point of light, Ying Yuan actually perceives the breath of life.

"What is this .......?"

Before Ying Yuan could react, suddenly a large ball of starlight flashed out from the star track and ran directly towards him, he had no way to escape, he could only watch those starlights melt into his body, and a pure power instantly cut away, filling Ying Yuan's whole body, but he didn't feel uncomfortable, but there was a kind of warmth that he had never felt, and accompanied by a soft female voice:

"Welcome back, my child. ”