This scene made Zhu Tiancang's face dazed and puzzled.

He is not stupid, as an existence of education in the 21st century, he knows very well what this sentence means.

But he couldn't figure out how Qingxia, who had always watched him unhappy, could have such emotions towards him.

Even if it was changed to Zixia, he felt that there were traces to follow, but this Qingxia had some ways for him to react.

After a long time, Zhu Tiancang came back to his senses, shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Sure enough, a woman's heart is needle, this sentence is not false at all." ”

When he came back to his senses, Zixia had already chased Qingxia out, so there were only two people in the hall, he and Bodhi Ancestor.

At this moment, the Bodhi Ancestor was looking directly at him, which suddenly shocked Zhu Tiancang's heart, and he hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Master, the disciple has just been rude." ”

After speaking, Zhu Tiancang was waiting for the punishment of the Bodhi Ancestor, after all, he did it in front of him, which was worthy of the indisputable teachings of the same sect as the Sanxingguan.

However, unexpectedly, Bodhi Ancestor did not blame him, and even glanced at him appreciatively, and said, "Very good, fight or not, in a thought, but those who hinder their own path, give the thunder momentum to sweep away, this is the most important mentality that a monk should have." ”

Hearing this, Zhu Tiancang couldn't help but raise his head in astonishment, stared at the Bodhi Ancestor, and said hesitantly for a long time, "Master, this ......"

Waving his hand, Bodhi Ancestor said: "Doctrine, doctrine, just the meaning of teaching, the same door does not fight, this is all false, the reason why I set this rule is to test mediocrity and genius, obviously, you have met my expectations." ”

After a pause, Bodhi Ancestor stood up from his seat, and a general trend surged out of his body, under this general trend, Zhu Tiancang only felt that he was a lonely boat on the stormy sea, and he could capsize at any time, and even, a thought of kneeling and surrendering quietly rose in his heart.

However, at the moment when such a thought arose, Zhu Tiancang bit the tip of his tongue, made himself rational with the pain in his heart, and roared in his heart: "No, you can't kneel, you can't kneel!"

He can accept kneeling sincerely, but he will never accept such an oppressive kneeling, this is his bottom line, and it is the only insistence in his heart.

Crackling -

In the next second, the bones in his body were cracked, the sound of broken bones resounded, and the powerful coercion directly destroyed all his internal organs, blood continued to overflow from the pores, and a dying breath quietly rose.

But even so, Zhu Tiancang did not kneel, clenched his teeth, and stared at the Bodhi Ancestor with a pair of eyes, no hatred, no resentment, some just yearning and worship.

Strength!

Once again, Zhu Tiancang developed an incomparable greed for power.

The strength of the Bodhi Ancestor, just the momentum made him on the verge of collapse, and even this was deliberately controlled by the Bodhi Ancestor, if all his momentum was released, Zhu Tiancang had no doubt that he would be dissipated at the first time.

As if in the past century, Zhu Tiancang felt that the coercion on his body had dissipated, and he suddenly breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and resisted the urge to faint and looked at Bodhi Ancestor.

However, Bodhi Ancestor did not look at him, but waved his hand directly.

In an instant, Zhu Tiancang only felt a flower in front of him, and then a battle of blood and tears appeared in front of him.

The demon monks who covered the sky and the sun were spread all over the land with tens, hundreds, or even thousands of feet tall witch clans, and thousands of people fell every moment of the battle between the two sides.

Even among these, the lowest is the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal, just one punch, which collapsed 100,000 miles of mountains and rivers.

A bell rang, tens of thousands of Wu clans exploded and died, blood rendered the sky, the earth was full of blood, corpses piled up, and the desolate atmosphere Even if Zhu Tiancang knew that all this was illusory, he couldn't help but feel shocked and frightened.

I don't know how long it took, the picture stopped and disappeared, and Zhu Tiancang stood in place for a long time and couldn't calm down.

After a long time, Zhu Tiancang came back to his senses, and couldn't help muttering, "That's the battle of the lich!"

As soon as these words came out, Bodhi Ancestor turned his head to look at Zhu Tiancang and said, "Yes, that is just a scene of the Lich's first battle, the Lich fought three battles and cried blood, and everything fell silent, that is the desolation, that is the era of real monks." ”

After a pause, Bodhi Ancestor waved his hand, and then, a brilliant lotus seed flew out and directly entered Zhu Tiancang's body.

In the next second, Zhu Tiancang felt a burst of coolness and crispness all over his body, and his broken bones and injured internal organs recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhu Tiancang felt that the injuries in his body had recovered, and even the huge energy was constantly impacting his bottleneck, as long as he was willing, he could instantly step into the Heavenly Immortal Small Perfection, Perfection, and even Great Perfection.

"To break through or not to break through?"

Such a thought rose in his mind, but in just an instant, Zhu Tiancang strengthened his mind.

"If you don't break through, you must not break through, no matter how good the cultivation you forcibly improve, it's useless, just like when I dived to break through the Heavenly Immortals before, without my own realm perception, it's always illusory. ”

Thinking of this, Zhu Tiancang was running the Blue Emperor's Creation and Transformation Decision, and began to suppress the vigorous energy in his body.

As time passed bit by bit, the energy in his body was suppressed by him and dispersed into his internal organs, limbs and veins, and the whole person's physical body was several times stronger for no reason.

Of course, this only consumed less than one-tenth of his energy, and all the rest was suppressed by him in the dantian, forming a golden lotus seed.

It wasn't until Zhu Tiancang opened his eyes that Bodhi Ancestor spoke, "Very good, Tiancang, your determination has been seen by the teacher, remember your current determination, no matter what you encounter in the future, you must remember this scene." ”

Hearing this, Zhu Tiancang nodded.

Although he didn't know what Bodhi Ancestor was referring to, this scene was deeply engraved in his mind, the determination at this moment, and everything at this moment.

After a long time, Zhu Tiancang came back to his senses, and looked at the Bodhi Ancestor and said, "Master, I don't understand ...... disciple."

Before he could express his doubts in his heart, Bodhi Ancestor interrupted him with a wave of his hand and said, "Canopy, there are some things that you will understand sooner or later, but not now, what I just gave you is a twelve-grade golden lotus seed, it is a lotus seed of the twelve-grade merit golden lotus, only you are the only one left in the world, and the rest are ninth-grade golden lotus seeds, do you know the meaning?"

Hearing this, Zhu Tiancang's heart was shocked.

The lotus seeds in the dantian were twelve-grade golden lotus seeds, which was far beyond his expectations, and at first he thought it was some kind of elixir given by the Bodhi ancestor, but the quality was very high.

At the same time, Zhu Tiancang was also afraid.

If he has just refined, he is afraid that he will never have a relationship with the Western Buddhism, and he will still become a chess piece in the Journey to the West, a chess piece at the mercy of others without any freedom!