Since the little senior sister retreated, Feng Xuan has not gone out, the existence of the sealed Zen seal can not be meditated, and he has been practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard.

When Lao Yan walked into the courtyard again, Feng Xuan pointed at Lao Yan with his sword for the first time, and the sharp sword qi at the tip of the sword really surprised Lao Yan, and he flicked his fingers casually, breaking Feng Xuan's sword qi.

"Old Yan?" Feng Xuan put away his long sword and smiled and clenched his fists.

"Young Master Feng Xuan, I haven't seen you for a long time, what about the little princess?" Old Yan didn't see Feng Ming, and looked around.

"Little Senior Sister is in retreat!" Feng Xuan replied.

"Oh, this is unusual, okay, Lao Yu is here to inform you this time, next month is the ninth day of the ninth month of September, when Young Master Feng Xuan and the little princess will participate in the outer disciple assessment, ladder climbing and qualification test!"

"Outer disciple assessment?" Feng Xuan asked suspiciously.

"Well, the twists and turns are very complicated, tell the little princess and she will understand, this is only the beginning of the month, and there is still more than a month to go!"

"Lao Yan, please tell me, is it because of me?" Feng Xuan said to Lao Yan's back.

"It's none of your business, you're just an opportunity, without you, there will be no one else, the monk's world is always complicated, don't worry, the master has already arranged everything!" Lao Yan's footsteps paused and explained.

"Feng Xuan understands, greet the master on my behalf!" Feng Xuan bowed.

"Well, little princess, be careful, don't go out!" Lao Yan said with concern, and then left.

"The outer disciple assessment, I and the junior sister have to participate, the Sword Soul Gate Holy Land doesn't seem to be very peaceful, there is no strength and can only be mermaids, but...."Feng Xuan thought silently, and then thought of the Sealed Zen Seal, "Damn the Pure Land Sect, a group of old bald donkeys!" Feng Xuan cursed fiercely with a gloomy face.

No matter how you curse the Zen Seal, it binds the true yuan so rigidly, not moving at all, the most vicious thing is that as time goes by, the Zen seal is also familiar with its own true yuan, slowly absorbing the true yuan to strengthen itself, and finally forming shackles, forming a huge chain, like Dao Zu.

The more he thought about it, the more helpless he became, and there was no way to do it, Feng Xuan had no choice but to pull out the long sword again, transfer this anger to the practice of swordsmanship, temporarily hypnotize himself, forget the existence of the Zen seal, and divert his attention.

The little senior sister Feng Ming is in retreat, Feng Xuan has nothing to do and practices swordsmanship in the courtyard every day, ten days have passed in the blink of an eye, it is the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15, Feng Xuan is practicing this swordsmanship as usual, with the study over and over again, the sword qi condensed at the tip of the sword is becoming more and more proficient, although the true yuan cannot be used, but the effect is very obvious.

It was getting late, but the courtyard was already very bright, and Feng Xuan usually took the initiative to light two huge candles at this time.

"What a big moon!" Turning around silently, an incomparably huge moon was at the gate of the courtyard, and Feng Xuan couldn't help blurting out at the moment.

The courtyard of the little senior sister is an independent courtyard, different from the retreat place of the sword floating on the top of Taihang, the house of the little senior sister is on the back of the Taihang Mountain, so the moon first appeared here, Feng Xuan is the first time to see this round of the full moon so closely, and he can't help but sigh at the moment.

"If Grandpa Long Zhan is still alive at the moment, how happy he should be with this round of full moon!" Looking at this round of full moon, Feng Xuan thought of Long Zhan again, and said silently at the moment.

As the full moon rose, the entire courtyard was illuminated as bright as day, Feng Xuan silently looked at the full moon and became demented for a while, followed the footsteps of the full moon, and climbed to a very high place.

There is only a lonely and simple house here, covered with dust and looks like it has been abandoned for a long time, this is also an annex, compared to the little sister's courtyard, the small one here is pitiful, but the rising full moon is at the gate, and the place close to the moon is a rooftop, and the whole is a big stone.

Feng Xuan sat on the stone and watched this huge full moon within reach, dragged his cheeks and looked at it for a long time, sighed Feng Xuan slowly opened the storage package left for him by the little senior sister, and sent the Zhu Guo into his mouth one after another, silently admiring the full moon, which seemed to have endless magic.

And in the house behind Feng Xuan is a different scene, the simple house is just a door, and behind it is a huge cave, which is full of stone furniture on display, a woman in purple is sitting quietly on the stone bed, with a beam of bright moonlight above her head, the woman is bathed in the moonlight, if this scene is seen by Feng Xuan, he will definitely be able to recognize it, it is the picture he saw in the mirror of the reincarnation valley before.

As the full moon rose, the woman's face became more and more pale, and the moonlight above her head was like a cage, shrouded in the top of her head, and there was nowhere to hide. 168 Books

"How long will this damn exercise torment the old lady?" The woman in purple suddenly opened her eyes and shouted miserably, struggling frantically, smashing all the tools she could get everywhere she went, which also reflected from the side why everything here was stony.

The woman's terrible screams were recalled in the cave for a long time, but all these sounds did not come out at all, and Feng Xuan was still eating Zhu Guo on the rooftop while looking at Yue Yuan in a daze.

However, what he didn't expect was that in addition to a large number of Zhu Guo in the storage package of the little senior sister, there was also a medicinal gourd, which was a potion for Jian Fusheng just in case, and Feng Xuan, who was stunned, didn't pay attention to it at all, he didn't even know that unconsciously, he had picked up the wine gourd, opened the cork and poured the potion into his mouth, the taste was sweet, and Feng Xuan instinctively drank a few more sips.

Then Feng Xuan's eyes were confused, and the burps came one after another, and after a while, Feng Xuan threw the gourd aside and fell on the rooftop.....

The huge aura was spreading all over his body as Feng Xuan fell asleep, and Feng Xuan couldn't bear the huge spiritual power and fell asleep, and the sky was already at the end of the day, and it was the time when the full moon was the brightest.

The woman in purple in the cave showed a painful look, when the full moon was the largest, the original cold and bright moonlight had turned into a huge pillar of light, and the bright moon shrouded the woman's head for thousands of miles, as if under the demon mirror, the woman's face was distorted and could not be recognized and let out a muffled scream.

As the moonlight became more and more full, the woman in purple held her head and screamed in pain, what was even more terrifying was that the woman's long hair was gradually shortening, her face was gradually getting younger, and her body was constantly shrinking.

"Ahh Ahh

When the woman in purple went out, she saw Feng Xuan lying on the rooftop, a trace of clarity appeared in her mind, she took a breath, and then a trace of ecstasy appeared on her face, and she rushed towards Feng Xuan under the shroud of the moonlight.

At this time, Feng Xuan didn't know anything about the outside world, he was dreaming with a smile on his face, and the aura emanating from his whole body seemed like a long-lost nectar to the woman in purple, and she had been thirsty for a long time, so she didn't hesitate to go up at the moment, opened her mouth and aimed at Feng Xuan's mouth who fell on the rooftop, and then a huge suction force came out from the woman in purple.

On the originally quiet and bright night, with the movements of the woman in purple, a whirlpool suddenly arose in this courtyard, she was like a bottomless pit, greedily absorbing Feng Xuan's aura, endlessly, and in an instant, Feng Xuan's face immediately turned pale.

The woman in purple did not stop at all, but increased the intensity of absorption, her whole body was in severe pain, and at this moment she grabbed Feng Xuan's shoulders tightly, as if only Feng Xuan's aura could give her comfort, desperately absorbing the aura.

The unconscious Feng Xuan was struggling instinctively at the moment, his face was pale and terrifying, the existence of the Zen Seal made him have no trace of true yuan on his body, and the endless suction of the woman in purple was still coming, Feng Xuan had difficulty breathing, and his face was distorted.

The woman in purple seemed to have lost consciousness at this moment, grabbed Feng Xuan and sucked hard, and she didn't let go, and the aura around Feng Xuan's body had been absorbed by her, and blood was spilling out from the corners of her mouth at the moment, and the woman in purple was unconscious, still frantically sucking.

Seeing that Feng Xuan was about to die here, there was no aura at all except flesh and blood, but there was also a most vicious Zen seal on the body surface, feeling the danger, the Zen seal instinctively resisted the absorption of the woman in purple, but unfortunately the seal was more than enough to seal, and the defense was insufficient, and its little resistance was directly ignored by the aura vortex of the woman in purple, and the Zen seal was dimmed a lot in the blink of an eye.

At that moment, the sealing Zen seal instinctively sensed the danger, and began to relax the sealed Fengxuan meridians, heading towards the true yuan stored in the dantian, the woman in purple absorbed the spiritual power of the sealed Zen seal body, and the sealed Zen seal absorbed the true yuan of the Fengxuan dantian to recover herself, and for a while the scene calmed down, and Fengxuan got a chance to breathe.

But soon, the true yuan of Feng Xuan's dantian has been exhausted, and the aura required by the woman in purple is too huge, these are far from enough, not to mention the monks of the foundation building realm in the Fengxuan District, the true yuan is huge compared to the people in the same realm, with the realm of the woman in purple, how can Feng Xuan compare.

As the true yuan stored in the Fengxuan Dantian was exhausted, the Sealing Zen Seal could no longer absorb the True Yuan, and the original bright golden rune gradually dimmed, and the woman in purple didn't care about it, catching the Sealing Zen Seal was a fierce suck, and she would never let go if she didn't squeeze it dry.

In the extreme west, in the Pure Land Sect, Monk Yimu was sitting in meditation, and at this time, his hands were obviously using some secret method that had grown, and suddenly bursts of tearing force came from the void, as if there was a black hole around it, constantly eroding his own golden true element.

"It's not good, senior brother, the son of Tianyan is breaking the seal!" Monk Yimu suddenly stood up and shouted loudly.

"What?" Monk Yihua on the side immediately withdrew from zazen when he heard the sound and ran over in a panic.

"The Son of Tianyan doesn't know what method he used, and he is breaking the seal at the moment!" Ichiki said painfully as he resisted the tearing absorption force.

"Five hundred monks, one flower and one world, one leaf and one heaven!" With the big drink of the monk Yihua, all the doors of the Pure Land Sect Buddha Hall were instantly opened, and all the monks pointed to the rosary, knocking on the wooden fish and reciting the scriptures, even Yimu was no exception, joining in the chanting.

With the action of the Pure Land Sect, the originally dimmed Zen seal immediately became golden, and even five hundred monks appeared faintly in the void where Feng Xuan was, forming a circle and chanting, and it was a flower monk in the center, knocking on the wooden fish to replenish the aura of the Zen seal.