"Second master, you are amazing!" Yang Xia got up again, gritted his teeth, after these two times, Yang Xia did not dare to enter the black stone gate again, for fear that he would play himself to death, he walked quickly to the white wall stone door, and looked at a font on the door: "It is difficult to calm the mind, it is even more difficult to calm the mind, and the heart is endless-ask meditation." ”

"Meditation, this, it shouldn't be difficult, right?" Yang Xia's expression was uncertain, he hesitated for a while, stretched out his hand to touch the stone door, the stone door slowly opened, and a white light shot out, welcoming him in.

Inside the stone gate, the glimmer shone, and Yang Xia quietly stared at a dried corpse on the stone bed.

"I'm at ease! Donor, old man's dream!" The dry corpse had hollow eyes, shriveled skin, and his hands and feet were chained, and he sat quietly on the stone bed, with a long white beard and three feet, and he actually opened his mouth to speak.

"Are you alive?" Yang Xia's heart tightened, and he took a step back, although he was surprised, he was not flustered, since he met the second master over the years, he had seen too many strange things, and it was not worth his fuss that the corpse could speak.

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"It doesn't matter whether you live or die, the important thing is that if the donor wants to go to the next level, he has to accept the test of the old man and win the old man. The corpse shook its head and spoke again.

"Go to the next level? You mean that if you want to go to the next level, you have to win you?" Yang Xia seemed to understand something, and if he wanted to go to the upper layer of the heart wall, he could only pass the test.

"Yes, you have to compare the old man with zazen, as long as the donor can sit on the stone bed opposite for two hours of dry meditation, you will win the old man, not only to the upper level, but also to get a reward. The dream grinned, with something different.

"Sit for two hours?" Yang Xia frowned and looked at the stone bed not far in front of him, slowly came to the stone bed, stretched out his hand to touch and probe back and forth, and made sure that there was no mechanism on the stone bed, and there was nothing abnormal, so he sat down in front of the dream and waited silently.

"Is the donor ready?" The dream relict looked at Xiang Yangxia, and in the pupils of the black hole, a little soul light rose.

"Ready!" Yang Xia nodded, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, but where was the inappropriate, and I couldn't say it, for Buddhism, Yang Xia had a mediocre impression, last time, he was directly sold by the old bastard of Kuzen, and every time he thought about it, he had a fire in his belly.

"I am a Buddha, then, two hours from now, as long as the donor gets up or acts rashly, it will be a failure. Seeing Yang Xia nodding his head, he closed his eyes and sat in meditation silently after saying a word.

Yang Xia was vigilant in his heart, quietly staring at the dream on the other side, he always felt that things were a little weird, and it was best to be careful.

In the silence, time flies, and after an hour, there is still no vision, which makes Yang Xia's mood relax slightly, but at this moment, a shocking change is born.

The dream that had been sitting in meditation with his eyes closed did not move, but his three-zhang white beard floated strangely, and the roots danced and swayed, slowly twisting into a rope, and pumping towards the sun.

"Smack!"

This whip was no less than a thousand catties, and it was directly pumped on Yang Xia's left shoulder, causing his eyes to widen suddenly, and he snorted, and the flesh and blood on his left shoulder were blurred.

"Old bald donkey, what are you doing?" Yang Xia almost jumped up, his expression was painful, his eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he gritted his teeth.

Mengyi didn't answer, let alone the voice of Yang Xia's questioning, he closed his eyes and sat upright, as if he was dead and silent, but the three-zhang white beard began to change, from a rope to a human mouth, and opened his mouth and said: "My Buddha is at ease, Lao Wei is Mengyi's junior brother, Mengyi! The donor occupies Lao Gu's stone bed and still doesn't let it go!"

"You old man!" Yang Xia's body trembled slightly, but he didn't dare to move, as long as he moved, he would lose, the anger in his heart was ignited, his face was slightly gloomy, and he said coldly.

"My Buddha is free, Lao Wei is a dream traitor, not a dream of a senior brother, you still don't get out of the way!" This white bearded mouth fell, and then twisted into a rope, and whipped vigorously, the sound of breaking the air sounded, and the whip shadow was heavy, thirteen whips in a row, all of which were whipped on Yang Xia's back, and his skin was opened.

"You old bastard!" Yang Xia gritted his teeth, furious.

"My Buddha is at ease! The donor has not turned back, it is a great sin for you to occupy the stone bed of the old man, don't you still let it go, if you are obsessed again, hehe! The old man will have to use a trick!"

"What do you want to do?" Yang Xia's face changed, and his voice became a little louder.

"My Buddha is at ease, and the sin of the donor is not deep, so I use the first trick when I dream of rape!"

"My Buddha is free, these twelve fists are called hitting people without slapping the face, if the donor still doesn't let go, don't blame the old man for doing it!" came from inside the fist, and issued a final warning sound.

"You're not a thing like a dry old donkey!" Yang Xia roared angrily, his body shaking.

"Don't hit people in the face!" Twelve streamers of golden rays are thousands, and Baohua shines brightly, all of them come out together, making the color change in Yangxia.

"Boom!"

The entire stone cave shook endlessly, the dust kept falling, Yang Xia was shaken off the stone bed by this blow, the essence and blood in his body rolled, and he gritted his teeth.

"Donor, you lose, go. Dream Relic slowly opened his eyes, and waved his hand without waves in his eyes.

"The master wants to cut you to death!" Yang Xia was not convinced, and wanted to step forward, as soon as he took a step, the rules rose, blowing him out of the hole, and the stone door fell.

"Ah!" Looking at the word "nine" on the stone gate, Yang Xia looked up to the sky and howled, crying out sadly!

After the shouting fell, Yang Xia lay down with this breath, closed his eyes, and began to sleep, so that he could find himself uncomfortable again, isn't it stupid?

This sleep is a day, after waking up and getting up, Yang Xia touched the big bag on the skin of the brain melon, and it disappeared, but it still hurt a little to touch, grinning his teeth, Yang Xia looked at the stone gate, and the word "nine" on the stone door disappeared, indicating that he could enter the stone gate to be tested again.

"Hey!" Yang Xia sighed, he really didn't want to go in, when he hesitated, he couldn't climb high, and he couldn't see the end of the wall of questions, and a figure jumped down from above, and after landing, he looked Yang Xia up and down.

Yang Xia stared at the man in front of him in a blue robe, with long hair like a waterfall, a jade tree in the wind, and a face more demonic than a stunning beauty, not only his facial features were perfect to the extreme, but even his body was like a woman, his waist was full of hands, his skin was like mutton fat and white jade, and his cheeks moved, which was a hundred times more attractive than a woman, if it weren't for Yang Xia noticing that this person had an Adam's apple, he would definitely think that the person in front of him was a woman dressed as a man, but looking at the earring hanging from the man's left ear, he was a little unsure, and said suspiciously: "Are you a man?"

"Yes, I don't know which of the top disciples of the Tianxin Sect you are. "This is like a stunning enchantress man with a haircut, elegant movements, and a beautiful woman who has captivated the country and the city, which makes Yangxia's body tremble, and gives him a slap in the face, not indifferent, a little doubtful of his sexual orientation, at the same time, he is unhappy in his heart, and secretly said, do you want to be so perfect as a man, do you want to be so jade tree in the wind!

Yang Xia crossed his arms, squinted his eyes, and asked, "Who are you?"

"In the next, fate will return to heaven. The man bowed his head and said his name, which made Yang Xia jump up suddenly, pointed at this stunning beautiful man, and said in shock: "You say it again!"

"Destiny is heavenly. Fate Guitian frowned, but still spoke.

After a few breaths, Yang Xia covered his mouth, his shoulders shook, and he wanted to laugh, this attitude made Fate Guitian a little puzzled, and his expression sank and asked, "Is there a problem with the name?"

Yang Xia shook his head, he wanted to laugh because of Huo Ling, he finally understood, why Huo Ling, the rabbit master, was crippled in his right arm, this broken sleeve returned to heaven at first sight, then he had to lose his soul, he was haunted by dreams all day long, and he didn't think about tea and dinner! As long as he thought of the picture of Huo Ling and his fate returning to heaven together, he couldn't help but want to laugh, after seeing that he didn't like his fate, Yang Xia coughed twice, and hurriedly bowed his hand in line with the truth that the enemy's enemy is a friend, and said: "I have already heard of the name of Brother Tai, and when I see Brother Tai today, it is really better to be famous than to meet, and it is better to meet than to be famous!"

Fate Guitian looked at Yang Xia again, and after a long time, he asked again: "Brother Tai is the senior disciple of which ancestor of the Tianxin Sect?"

"I'm not a disciple of Tianxin Sect, I was thrown in. Yang Xia didn't lie, he was forcibly taken to the wall by the second uncle and thrown in.

"And this kind of thing?" Fate Guitian was a little unbelieving.

"You're not from the Tianxin Sect either, haven't you come in yet, what's the problem?" Yang Xia didn't believe it when he saw his fate, and he didn't bother to explain.

"Also, Brother Tai can enter the heart wall to accept the test of the avenue as soon as he introduces his mortal body, he must be the grandson of the gate, dare to ask Brother Tai's name, what kind of physique is it, and how heavy is the conscience?"

"Well, in Xia Yang Xia, as for the physique, he hasn't awakened yet, as for how heavy his conscience is, where can he compare with Brother Ming, may I ask, how much weight has Brother Ming passed?"

"The surname Yang Brother Tai is the grandson of the ancestor of the Yang clan? No wonder you can enter the heart wall, seeing that you have not awakened your physique at such an age, and when you awaken, it will definitely be earth-shattering, and it is ashamed to say that it has only passed the heart wall seven hundred and ninety-nine times under it. Fate returned to heaven and nodded, and Yang Xia was recognized as the ancestor and grandson of the Yang clan.

"It's easy to say, may I ask Brother Ming, how heavy can you ask about the wall of your heart when you are mortal?" The corners of Yang Xia's mouth twitched, arched his hand, and secretly said in his heart This is what you said that I am the ancestor and grandson of the Yang clan, guess it, I didn't say anything! Also, seven hundred and ninety-nine heavy, what is this? He has not even passed the test of a door when he asks about the wall of his heart, thinking of this, Yang Xia is a little unconvinced, and asks how heavy the heart wall can be when he returns to the heavenly mortal body.

"When I was in the mortal body, I was not as blessed as Brother Yang to be able to enter the heart wall and accept the Great Dao to ask the heart, but according to my calculations, the mortal body entered the heart wall, there should be no problem with the first fifty tests, the limit is sixty times, and it is difficult to say after sixty times. "Fate returns to heaven with a smile, very calm, stunning demeanor, really more demonic than a fairy, the left earring swayed, can make a man doubt his orientation, he is very humble, and he is a little ashamed after speaking.