Chapter 672 of the text is the Nine Rank Buddha Lotus text

rushed out of the abandoned factory in one breath, the fat monk and Huang Wenting, as well as Su Xiaojiu's demon pet black bear spirit, "put the people they were carrying on their backs and were possessed by the demon spirit to the ground, and then hugged Su Xiaomei's side.

At this moment, Su Xiaomei is not only in a coma, but also her spiritual power and vitality are still rapidly draining. If you don't take measures, at most half an hour, "Su Xiaomei will die due to the loss of aura and vitality!"

"What should we do? We can't just watch Miss Su die like this, right?" Su Xiaomei's situation made the fat monk a little helpless, and he could only walk towards Huang Wenting and cast a helping gaze.

Maybe it's because of her age" Huang Wenting was calmer than the fat monk for a long time, she squatted beside Su Xiaomei, groping and saying, "Don't worry. Since Miss Su is the apprentice of Deputy Team Leader Zhang, there must be high-grade healing elixirs and healing elixirs on her body. As long as we can find these pills and feed them to her, "even if we can't get her back to normal," at least we can save her life, right?"

Hearing Huang Wenting's words, the fat monk was somewhat relieved. He originally wanted to find it with Huang Wenting, but after thinking about it, "Su Xiaomei is a woman, and he is a big monk who touches and touches other people's bodies, which is really a bit unorthodox, so he can only dispel this idea" Standing aside and urging without words: "Yes, yes, Miss Su must have a lot of high-grade pills given to her by Deputy Team Leader Zhang." There may be a panacea that can bring the dead back to life. You hurry up and look for it, "Look for it-"

After some exploration, Huang Wenting really found more than ten bottles of pills from Su Xiaomei's body. It's just that, because of the low reason, she didn't know much about high-grade pills, so she could only hand over all the more than ten bottles of pills to the fat monk, and anxiously urged: "Hurry up and see, which of these pills are suitable for Su Xiaomei to take now." ”

The fat monk didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly uncorked the bottles of these pills and checked them one by one. They all know that in this pile of pills, "there are so many that improve their combat effectiveness in a short period of time." However, "If at this time, feeding that kind of elixir to Su Xiaomei to eat, it is no different from eating poison for her."

After careful inspection, the fat monk handed over three of the medicine bottles to Huang Wenting, and said, "These three pills are all six grades" One of them is healing, "Two are to restore spiritual power" You hurry up and feed it to Miss Su. The other pills "either have the same efficacy, or the grade efficacy is not as good as these three, so there is no need to feed it to her." ”

"Good. Huang Wenting nodded in response, "After taking the three medicine bottles, I poured two out of each of them and fed them into Su Xiaomei's mouth." The fat monk put the rest of the medicine bottles into Su Xiaomei's kun bag, and said with envy: "It's really worthy of the apprentice of Deputy Team Leader Zhang" The pill on his body is also four grades. I haven't had so many high-grade elixirs "even if it's my master", right?"

After taking the pill, after about a quarter of an hour, Su Xiaomei woke up from a coma and was temporarily out of danger. However, "the spiritual power in her body is in a state of exhaustion. At the same time, the viscera "has also suffered varying degrees of damage."

After opening her eyes, the first thing Su Xiaomei said was: "What about those ghost armies, have they been wiped out?"

Huang Wenting hurriedly replied: "Those ghost armies have been wiped out under your attack.

Now, we've broken out of the abandoned factory area" and it's safe. ”

"That's good, that's good", Su Xiaomei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and after a while, she asked again: "What about my teacher? Why hasn't he come out yet?"

The fat monk and Huang Wenting looked at each other, "I don't know how to answer the question raised by Su Xiaomei."

Since the sound of the mysterious flute, the abandoned factory has completely changed. The ghost army of the brigade came out of the rolling black fog and surrounded the abandoned factory where Zhang Wenzhong was located.

Although it is said that most of the members of these ghost armies are ghost pawns and ghost soldiers, and the number of ghost generals is relatively small. However, "in front of this dense and uncountable ghost army, even a super strong person as strong as Cifa Zhenren will be made to be confused and exhausted. What's more, Zhang Wenlu's cultivation is "not as good as the true person of Cifa?"

Counting up, nearly twenty minutes have passed since the fat monk and others rushed out of the abandoned factory area. If Zhang Wenzhong can really break through, I am afraid that he has already come out. Now it seems that "Zhang Wenzhong" may be more than lucky......

It's just that the fat monk and Huang Wenting really can't say these words.

Perhaps, in their hearts, there is still a glimmer of hope, right?

Seeing that the fat monk and Huang Wenting didn't speak, Su Xiaomei also guessed the reason. Her face, which was already pale, became even paler. Ignoring it, she struggled to get up from the ground and staggered towards the abandoned factory area, which was completely shrouded in black fog and made it difficult to see the situation of Panjia.

The fat monk hurriedly stepped forward and stopped her: "Miss Su, what do you want to do?", Su Xiaomei didn't look at him at all, her eyes were only staring at the abandoned factory area shrouded in black fog, and her weak but firm voice squeezed out from between her teeth: "Get out of the way, I'm going in, I'm going to find the teacher......"

Huang Wenting also hurriedly chased after her, stretched out her hand to grab Su Xiaomei, and said, "Miss Su" The fat monk is for your good. The situation in this abandoned factory is now "a hundred and ten times more dangerous than just now?" With your current state, even if you walk in, you can only end up being devoured by a group of ghosts, so why should you risk your own life......

Su Xiaomei wanted to wave her hand to get rid of Huang Wenting, but in her current weak state, how could she get rid of Huang Wenting? In desperation, she could only stare at Huang Wenting sideways, and said with a serious expression: "Let go of me! I want to go in! I want to rescue the teacher......

Just when the two sides were arguing" an ethereal voice suddenly came from the side: "Amitabha, donor, you'd better listen to the persuasion of your two companions." With your current state, even if you really enter this Netherworld Ghost, even if you can avoid the devouring of the powerful ghost and find Zhang Wenzhong, it can only add trouble to him. It will even drag him down and make him bury his life in it......"

Su Navel Mei, the fat monk and Huang Wenting all turned their heads to look in the direction where the voice came from.

The person who spoke was a bhikshuni in monk's robes, standing five or six meters away from the three of them. Judging by the way she looks, she must have been standing here for a while. But neither the three of them nor the black bear spirit could detect her existence before the bhikshuni spoke.

From this, it can be seen that "this bhikshuni is definitely not an ordinary person!"

"Who are you...... Huang Wenting asked in a deep voice with a frown, and took a step sideways, "Guarding Su Xiaomei behind you." Before figuring out whether the other party was friend or foe, she really didn't dare to let her guard down.

However, what Huang Wenting never expected was that the bhikshuni suddenly disappeared from her field of vision. A second later, the bhikshuni appeared behind her, ignoring him, just placing a hand like white jade on Su Xiaomei's forehead, and began to chant an obscure verse in Sanskrit.

"What do you want to do to her?" Huang Wenting was shocked, quickly turned around, raised the demon chain in his hand, and was ready to attack this bhikshuni.

The fat monk hurriedly stopped: "Sister Huang, don't do it" She is healing Miss Su's injuries...... Unlike Huang Wenting, he heard a little clue from the scriptures recited by the bhikshunis, "I know that the other party is not torturing Su Xiaomei."

Huang Wenting gave up at this time, but "before figuring out the identity of this bhikshuni", she did not dare to take it lightly.

After five or six minutes, the bhikshuni withdrew the hand that had been placed on Su Xiaomei's forehead. Su Xiaomei, on the other hand, slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep standing like this.

With a gentle wave of her hand, Su Xiaomei's body immediately floated, and then slowly "lay flat on the ground."

After the bhikshuni had done all this, the fat monk, who had been standing next to him and didn't dare to say a word, said the Buddha's name and asked, "Thank you, Master, for your help," I don't know, which sect is the disciple of the Master, and why is the Dharma name ......?"

The bhikshuni replied, "Amitabha" Poor nun is a disciple of the Miaoxin Nunnery of Putuo Mountain.

Law No....... Silent ......"

The fat monk said, "It turned out to be a silent master, and the poor monk was a disciple of the Wutai Mountain Pure Cloud Sect, and the Dharma name cannot be said, uh, I mean, my Dharma name is not to be said, not that I can't tell you my Dharma name." Who knows what my master, who has little roots in his head, was thinking when he gave me a Dharma name, and actually gave me a Dharma name that is so easy to misunderstand......"

Wuyin nodded: "It turned out to be the senior brother of the Pure Cloud Sect" Speaking of which, you and I still have a deep relationship. However, now is not the time to catch up, and ask the senior brother and the female benefactor to "take these individuals away from here quickly...... and she walked towards the abandoned factory shrouded in black fog.

The fat monk hurriedly persuaded: "This factory has now become a ghostly ghost, and I can't go." He said without replying: "It is precisely because it has become a ghost that I am going to ......"

The fat monk still wanted to persuade, but wisps of green and pink light bloomed from under his silent feet, turned into a nine-petal lotus flower in full bloom, and flew into the abandoned factory area shrouded in black fog.

"This, this is, Buddha Lotus!Nine Rank Buddha Lotus?!My today! She actually has Nine Rank Buddha Lotus?"" Fat and shocked, his mouth opened wide, and he couldn't close it for a long time