When Xiaoyue returned to Guanlan Peak, there were withered and charred corpses everywhere, like rotten wood charcoal, like sawdust scattered when touched lightly, as if it had been dried and exposed to the sun for a month, the smell was unusually unpleasant, most of them were disciples of the younger generation, and at this moment they were like evil ghosts, I don't know whether they had ascended to bliss or gone to hell.

Silently reciting the mantra, all the way to the boulder that hid the small flower, there was no one left, only the broken stone and dry branches that were picked up, Xiaoyue was frightened, and the foot was three points faster, and only came to the cloud temple to breathe a long sigh of relief, but could only smile bitterly, where is there still half a temple appearance, only a ruin remains, the pagoda fell horizontally, the treasure hall collapsed, the pavilion no longer exists, Xiao Shu sat alone in the ruins, the little flower sat on the side of the collapsed stone pillar without saying a word, saw Xiaoyue made a silent gesture.

Xiaoyue nodded understandingly, walked around, and came to the collapsed scripture pavilion, how many ancient Buddhist scriptures were destroyed in one fell swoop, almost none intact, and there were some scattered bamboo slips and confetti left, the inheritance of the cloud temple was gone, and the relics of the senior monks in the pagoda did not know where to go.

Even if Xiaoyue doesn't value foreign objects, he feels quite sorry, if Senior Brother Huijue sees it, he will probably be angry and settle accounts with that demon in person.

Tick......

Xiaoyue looked up, there was no morning sun, black clouds were thick, dull thunder rumbled, lightning slashed, tearing the entire sky, the breeze blew with a moist breath, and a little drizzle gradually fell, falling on him Xiaoyue, on a ruined cloud temple, on the cracked land of Yuezhou.

At first, it was small, and it poured down in a moment.

"It's raining?" Xiaoyue couldn't believe it, Yuezhou hadn't rained for several years, and the people in the entire state city had fled, and the rest were mostly old, weak, sick and disabled, and those who could survive eating people and drinking blood were no different from the walking corpses.

The gray sky, the wind and the rain, the whirring sound is like a hole flute, the hollow is cold, the little flower sits on the stone pillar in a daze, the rain washes the dust and gravel on his head, although it is early summer, the rain is unusually cold, and every drop hits the body is a piercing pain.

After a while, Xiao Zhaohua turned pale, trembling, and hurriedly jumped off the stone pillar, wanting to pick up the red umbrella that fell aside, but before he could go, a strong wind blew the umbrella away, swaying towards the outside of the temple, Xiao Zhaohua was anxious, picked up a small stone from the ground and wanted to smash the umbrella down, but the strength was too small, and the wind was really strong, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't smash the red umbrella at all.

Xiao Shu meditated at the moment to recuperate, Mi Luo's horror was beyond his imagination, the gap in the realm was insurmountable, even if he was hard to pick up his sword momentum, he was still calm, half of this injury was caused by Mi Luo's shot, and the other half was counterattacked by the sword, under the full force, he finally injured the enemy by one thousand and damaged eight hundred, if it were not for the Buddha bead mutation, with the golden lotus to force Mi Luo back, he Xiao Shu may not be able to escape the fate of the sword and falling.

In the realm of nothingness, the face of the man in red was blurred, his fingers were light, the golden lotus bloomed, connecting into a sea of gold, and the breath of the purest and most holy spread around him, spreading to Xiao Shu's body, the originally heavy injury gradually began to subside, and the internal element of the rebellious backlash also calmed down.

"Who are you?" Xiao Shu didn't care about his injury, he wanted to know at this moment, who was the person in front of him, what did it have to do with him, and why did he save himself?

The man in red smiled without saying a word, and with a flick of his sleeves, the entire realm shattered, turning into bits and pieces of dust on Xiao Shu's body, and then turned around and left, disappearing into the smaller and smaller lotus sea.

The cold spread all over his body, the biting rain flowed down his hair, Xiao Shu suddenly opened his eyes, and there was no longer the man in red, only the gray sky, the cold wind penetrated the body, and the ice and rain were dripping.

Xiao Xiaohua looked helplessly at the red umbrella that was flying farther and farther, so she had to give up, and was about to find something else to protect Xiao Shu from the rain, when she suddenly saw a red light passing by, and flew straight towards the red umbrella.

"Did the hero come back to save me?" Xiao Shu stood up and carried Yun Neiyuan a little, and the heavy injuries had actually recovered as much as seventy or eighty percent.

"I'm not afraid that you won't be able to beat him!" Xiao Yuhua turned her back to Xiao Shu, wiping her tears and holding back her crying.

As soon as he woke up and found that he was hidden under the rubble, after climbing out, he found that the mountain road was full of dry corpses, but when he thought that Xiao Shu was still on the top of the mountain, he still resisted the idea of escaping, tiptoed to avoid every corpse, and when he came to the top of the mountain, he happened to see Xiao Shu meditating with a pale face, and the entire Cloud Temple had become a ruin, he didn't dare to disturb, so he could only wait on the side, for fear of disturbing Xiao Shu.

"What the hero said is, I really can't beat him, but fortunately you rushed back and scared him away. Xiao Shu smiled, and with a gesture of his hand, the red umbrella swayed and fell from the sky and returned to his hand.

"It's good that you know! you're going to take me to see the immortals, but you're not allowed to die!"

"Lord Xiao Shi?" Xiaoyue saw that Xiao Shu woke up, and hurriedly walked over and looked him up and down, the demons and gods were vast, and he was deeply afraid that Xiao Shu had also fallen for some demon magic at this moment.

"Mi Luo's realm is much higher than you and me, I don't think I'm his opponent, if Zhang Zhenren is alive or can be an enemy, now I'm only afraid of ......" Xiao Shu frowned, his realm was only one opportunity away from heaven and man, but it was this little gap that made him helpless when facing Mi Luo.

According to legend, he was an immortal descending to earth, and he had already cultivated immortality, beyond reincarnation, and was no longer among the five elements, and the monk had already heard of it. Xiaoyue asked, he couldn't think of anything else that could make the so-called Ghost Daoyuan Demon come to find him except for Wang Yue, the national teacher who was rumored to be an immortal.

Xiao Shu had some worries in his heart, he didn't know if the demon had really left, so he just nodded and said, "It should be him." ”

"The monk has a little friendship with Tianjizi, and I heard him say about this matter, but what ...... Alas. Xiaoyue sighed, where can such demons be solved by mortals, and turned to look at the shattered Buddha statue, becoming more and more helpless.

"Xiao asked for food, don't you know the immortals, wouldn't it be better for him to subdue this demon?" asked Xiao Yuhua out loud.

"Lord Xiao knows...... Wang Yue?" Xiaoyue's mind was extremely fast, who else could be called an immortal in this world except Wang Yue, but before the words came out, he realized that something was wrong, and immediately silenced, the last two words were completely transmitted with the inner yuan, and only Xiao Shu could hear it.

Xiao Shu closed his eyes and stared for a moment, a mysterious and mysterious realm spread around him, the surroundings were quiet, whether the sound of the wind or the rain disappeared, every drop of rain gradually turned from falling to static, even Xiao Zhaohua and Xiaoyue were motionless, as if they had become wood carvings, but after the blink of an eye, everything returned to normal.

Miro is indeed far away.

"Lord Xiao's realm is really much beyond the monk's imagination, no wonder the demon said that you are about to soar. Xiao Zhaohua couldn't feel it, but Xiaoyue was in the Heavenly Xuan Realm, and at that moment, he could feel a mysterious thought passing by, as if he had been swept by a pair of eyes.

"If it weren't for Master Xiaoyue's guidance, the kid wouldn't be able to take another step. After Xiao Shu surpassed the Heavenly Xuan Realm, his selfless artistic conception went to the next level, and as far as his mind could reach, it was like seeing it with his own eyes.

"How?" asked Xiaoyue cautiously.

"Don't hide it from Master Xiaoyue, I do have some entanglements with Wang Yue, but he has disappeared for several years, and there is really no way to find him, but at most four years later, Wang Yue will definitely appear. Xiao Shu said with certainty.

"Four years? But after four years, is this world still the world that monks know? Alas, no matter what, how did a monk and a mortal man interfere in the affairs of immortals and demons. Xiaoyue's heart became heavier as she looked at the corpses everywhere.

"The little master of the North and South once said that everything has a cause and effect, and it is better to go with the flow than to disturb one's mind. Xiao Shu said.

"Haha, Lord Xiao is right, the monk is mediocre and disturbs himself, he has really cultivated Buddhism for so many years, the monk has a question to ask Lord Xiao, I don't know how Lord Xiao repelled the demon, the monk saw a golden lotus under the mountain, but he almost thought that the Bodhisattva had descended to earth. Xiaoyue wiped the rain from her face and temporarily suppressed her thoughts.

Xiao Shu raised his hand, shook the Buddha beads on his wrist and said, "I was about to say last night, but it happened suddenly, if it weren't for this string of Buddha beads, I, Xiao Shu, am afraid that I would have become one of the corpses all over the place." ”

"The golden lotus is manifested by this Buddha bead?" Although Xiaoyue knew that this string of Buddha beads was supernatural, she never thought that she would have such great power to make the demons retreat from this magic weapon.

Xiao Shu told Xiaoyue about this string of Buddha beads, but unfortunately Xiaoyue couldn't say why, the only thing that can be determined is that this Buddha bead is definitely not a thing in this world, and it has a great relationship with Buddhism, maybe it is the magic weapon of the person who has achieved the right result.

On this day, Yuezhou, which has not seen rain all year round, has a heavy rain, it is obviously the beginning of summer, but it is as cold as the wax moon, and the cloud temple with a history of hundreds of years was destroyed in a flash, and more than ten monks remained.

Around the Cloud Temple, scattered walking corpses headed towards the nearest Wucheng, they could smell the breath of the living, even if they were hundreds of miles away, the scorching blood was like a road sign, guiding them forward.

A red light swept across the sky at a speed that was difficult to reach with the naked eye, tearing out a blood mark in the gray sky, whether it was a rainstorm or thunder, it could not be slowed down by half a minute, Xiao Shu completely ignored the image of the half-lying on it, obliquely looking at the mountains and rivers below, the sword gang was spontaneous, and the wind and rain were difficult to invade.

"You can really fly...... Where are we going?" Xiao Xianghua opened her mouth wide, holding Xiao Shu's hand and didn't dare to move, for fear of falling, but she couldn't help but be excited when she saw the clouds and mist passing around her and the magnificent mountains and rivers below.

"Xuanji Gate. Xiao Shu chuckled.