"Dhara, God has the virtue of a good life, how can you see that death is not saved?" The old monk looked out of the door with a pair of black and white eyes, which seemed to contain the entire heaven and earth, and seemed to be empty, nothing.

Dhara also followed the gaze of the abbot of Guanghai, and looked at the afterglow of the sun, his blood-red eyes narrowed slightly: "Old monk, do you know what kind of existence the god is? His power is given by the gods, which is equivalent to the body of a demigod, how can people fight with the sky?"

"Aren't you monks merciful? You little bald donkey...... Woohoo!" Before the Chitian Little Flying Tiger could finish speaking, he was violently aggravated by the foot of Dhara stepping on his tail, and his tears of pain soared, and he couldn't help but scream.

"My Buddha is compassionate, if there is trouble today, the cause and effect have ended, if the world does not cross, how can I cultivate the Buddha body?" said the abbot of Guanghai truthfully.

"Old monk, the Buddha said: All things are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity, and they should be viewed as such. ”

After hearing this, the abbot of Guanghai let out a long sigh, looked at Dhara with kind eyes, and said earnestly: "The catastrophe in the world is coming, and it is not for you and me to stay out of it. ”

"The catastrophe in the world?" Dhara frowned, could it be that this old monk was deliberately exaggerating?

Seeing that Dhara was relaxed for a moment, the Chitian Little Flying Tiger hurriedly jumped out from under his feet, wiping his tears and snotting and hugging the abbot of Guanghai and howling: "Please save my master!"

"Everything has a spirit, and if the old man doesn't go to hell, who will go to hell?" Abbot Guanghai bent down, kindly hugged the Red Sky Little Flying Tiger in his arms, and said to Dhara, "Come in and discuss matters." ”

Dhara closed the door, placed an enchantment outside the house, and entered the bedroom of the abbot of Guanghai.

Seeing the harmony of one man and one beast, a trace of unnatural look flashed on Dhara's face, and after finding a futon to sit down, he further analyzed what he thought: "The national teacher must have chosen to do it in the secret realm of Senhai, there are two reasons, one is that in the secret realm, he must have been placed in the net of heaven and earth, I am afraid that even the formation of the sacrifice to the gods has been drawn, and it is convenient to sacrifice the gods at the right time;

"In this way, it is absolutely impossible to let others enter the secret realm of the forest sea. Abbot Guanghai also agrees with Dhara's analysis.

Dhara's evil eyes flashed with a hint of a playful smile: "Old monk, now that you know the conspiracy of the national teacher, do you want to tell me how to crack it?"

When the abbot of Guanghai heard this, he fell silent for a while, what Dhara said before was right, they were not the opponents of the national teacher, in terms of strength, they could not fight hard.

After a while, Abbot Guanghai touched his gray beard and said, "It's better to ...... We will inform His Majesty the Emperor of this matter, and if there is a holy decree from the Emperor, we can stop the thoughts of immortal cultivators from all walks of life entering the secret realm of the Forest Sea. ”

"Old monk, have you forgotten that the emperor has suffered from heart disease since he was a child, but it was the national teacher who saved him, and now I am afraid that he has been grateful to the national teacher for his gratitude, how can he listen to you?"

Abbot Guanghai was speechless, unable to say a word, and held back a sentence for a long time: "Then what do you say?"

The corners of Dhara's mouth were raised high, and the red light in his eyes was even worse, but the abbot of Guanghai was inexplicably relieved when he saw his expression, it seemed that he had an idea, so he asked again: "Have you already thought of a countermeasure?"

Sure enough, Dhara nodded and smiled: "Old monk, Jinguang Temple is about you and me to come to the appointment this time, and the manpower is naturally not enough, but according to my previous inquiry, Guangchan Temple and Anzuo Temple both have emperor's invitations, and the abbots of the two temples have brought a lot of people, and they settled in the inn outside the palace. ”

"But just if they don't go, how can they stop those immortal cultivators from not going to the Senhai Secret Realm?"

"This alone is definitely not enough, so you still need Master, you to take those old monks to beat those immortal cultivators to the point where most of their cultivation is scattered, and they can't go to the secret realm of Senhai!"

When Abbot Guanghai heard this, he shook his head and said, "This ...... I am afraid that it is inappropriate to scatter people's cultivation. ”

Dhara replied casually: "I said old monk, people are you want to cross, the way is for me to think, now the best of both methods, I have thought of it, but you don't want to do it, then the little monk has no other way." ”

At this time, the Red Sky Little Flying Tiger glanced at Dhara Duo twice, this person didn't look like a monk at all, just like a big devil, it was terrible, but at this time, it still echoed: "Old man, young master also thinks this method is the best, after all, cultivation is simply insignificant compared to life, those people must not listen to persuasion, there is no way to reason, especially Lei Yunfeng, must be beaten to cripple!"

Abbot Hiromi: "Uh...... So be it!"

"Then when are you going to save my master?" Chitian Little Flying Tiger's eyes were full of light.

Dhara tilted his head and looked at the Chitian Little Flying Tiger with a smile, a pair of red eyes as bright as gems: "When did the little monk say that he wanted to save your master?"

Chitian Xiaofeihu's eyes widened, and then he looked at the abbot of Guanghai pitifully: "Old man......"

"Ahem......"

Seeing this, Abbot Guanghai immediately coughed and looked away.

......

Inside the cave.

Bai Xuanyue received the transmission of the Red Sky Little Flying Tiger, although she did not get the news of rescuing her, but the monk was willing to help her organize immortal cultivators to enter the secret realm of Senhai, in fact, he was already saving her, because without those immortal cultivators, it would be impossible for her and Qianqiong to complete the sacrifice to the gods.

"They were willing to help us. ”

Qianqiong's eyes opened slightly, revealing golden pupils, and there was no trace of expression on her bloodless face, and she said indifferently: "They are willing to help us, what can they do? We will still die, and no one can save us." ”

Bai Xuanyue couldn't see others the most, and when there was no final result, she gave up on herself, and couldn't help but be a little angry: "How can you know if you don't try?"

The corners of Qianqiong's mouth pulled a self-deprecating smile: "Even if we can escape this time, as long as we reach the seventh day of the first month, the Bone Devouring Pill will attack, it will be our death, that kind of pain, you haven't experienced it, of course you don't understand!"

"Do you know why Senior Brother left?" Bai Xuanyue asked suddenly.

"For ...... Why?" Regarding Yu Weier's matter, Qianqiong naturally thought that he had died outside.

Bai Xuanyue seemed to see through Qianqiong's thoughts and replied, "He's still alive!"

"How...... How is it possible?" Qianqiong was stunned in her heart, naturally she didn't believe what Bai Xuanyue said, but she held on to a glimmer of hope, and then asked, "If he is still alive, how can he not come back?"

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