This roar came too suddenly, except for his disciple Minglan in this world, no one knew that Xuanci, the Taoist monk of Dajue Temple, would be eroded by the demon seed in the heart of the Buddha, and everyone couldn't help but turn their heads to look.

"Hmmm... Hm... This... Trumpet... Cat’s meow... The Buddhist mantra suddenly sounded, solemn and solemn, low but like a bell thundering, ringing in everyone's mind.

Everyone turned their heads to look at the voice, only to see that the young and handsome face of the bright lamp was solemn and sacred, and Xiao Mo's face was also a little different, such a voice revealed the power to penetrate people's hearts, and the bright lamp was actually the cultivation of the Dao True Realm, after Xiao Mo saw the bright light, he had always had a strange feeling, and finally had an explanation.

Jiuyin didn't make a move, looking at the master and apprentice thoughtfully, and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Hmmm... Hm... This... Trumpet... Cat’s meow... Huh..."

"Hmmm... Hm... This... Trumpet... Cat’s meow... Huh..."

"Hmmm... Hm... This... Trumpet... Cat’s meow... Huh..."

......

Ming Deng frowned, his eyes looked at Xuan Ci who had fallen into madness, and the mantra in his mouth kept talking, the faster he read it, and finally he spit out golden words from his mouth, all of which floated towards Xuan Ci.

Xuan Ci's compassionate hands seem to have turned into demon claws at this moment, dancing wildly, sometimes rushing forward, sometimes holding his head and roaring, the face that was originally full of compassion is distorted and abnormal at the moment, looking hideous and terrifying, it seems that a Buddha and a demon in the body are still struggling, becoming a Buddha for a while, and becoming a demon for a while, and the pain is abnormal.

After Bai Xiaoxie was briefly surprised, he seemed to have found something particularly interesting, looking at Xuan Ci for a while, looking at the bright light for a while, and then secretly looking at the expressions of other people, with a look of watching a good show.

Han Yanli had a worried look on his face, Dajue Temple and the Northern Han Palace had always had a close relationship, and Master Xuanci was a senior she respected very much, and she must not watch him enter the Demon Dao and never recover. As for how to help, there is no way to help, so I have to be anxious, waiting patiently, and secretly thinking about it.

From Xuan Ci being stimulated by the yin spirit in front of him, the demon seed in his body taking the opportunity to rise, to the mantra suppression from the mouth of the bright light, this process seems to be a long time, but in fact, it is only a matter of a few breaths.

Those yin spirits who were whistling and rushing didn't know whether they were taken by Xuan Ci's roar, or the Buddhist mantra that was afraid of the bright lamp, suddenly they all froze in place, their eyes seemed to be fearful, as if they were longing, as if they were unwilling, as if they were angry, and some of the yin spirits even changed into many terrifying appearances, but they no longer dared to move forward, and the whistling and yin wind slowly stopped.

Time passed little by little, and the two most impatient were naturally Jiuyin and Bai Xiaoxie, but at this moment, they were patient and did not disturb the master and apprentice.

Finally, Xuan Ci's body was covered by big golden characters, Xuan Ci no longer struggled, and the hands that turned into demon claws seemed to have dried up a little more, and slowly closed in eleven places.

"Good!" Xuan Ci finally pronounced the Buddha's name, and the eyes covered by the big golden characters receded red, glowing with golden brilliance, and those golden mantras covering his body began to slowly seep into his body.

Xuan Ci's face still had a look of pain, but his expression had regained clarity, the encouraging monk's robe hung down quietly, Xuan Ci looked at the bright lamp, and saw that the disciple's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his eyes were full of guilt and relief!

"Bright light, come here. Xuan Ci beckoned to his disciple, untied a string of Buddhist beads from his wrist, and handed it to Ming Deng's hand.

Ming Deng looked at the string of black and heavy Buddha beads in his hand in a daze, his heart jumped, he thought of something, and suddenly knelt down, his delicate face was tightly attached to the ground, two lines of tears rolled out, and he choked in a low voice: "Master!"

Xuan Ci had a kind smile in his eyes, slowly sat down, and gently put his hand on the head of the bright lamp, "Don't feel sorry for the teacher, run around for the teacher all his life, in fact, I knew that my personal strength was limited, although the long-cherished wish was good, in the end it was only empty, for the teacher to be able to spend the rest of his life here, and not let these yin spirits gradually lose their nature, become fierce spirits and ghosts, and can no longer die, it is already a great good karma!"

"In the future, you can do whatever you want, don't remember as a teacher, and don't be detained by me!" Xuan Ci said slowly, his expression gentle.

"Master...... "This is a bright light, a Buddha seed that has only existed in Dajue Temple for hundreds of years, and I cried for the first time.

"Yes, Master. Ming Deng stood up and glanced at Xuan Ci, who was still sitting cross-legged, with a calm face.

"Master Han, come here. Xuan Ci unexpectedly beckoned to Han Yanli.

Han Yanli's eyes, which had just recovered their coldness, were breathless, but he walked towards Xuan Ci as he said and squatted down beside him.

Xuan Ci's expression revealed a little reminiscence, although his voice was not loud, but Han Yanli could naturally hear it clearly, "Has your master mentioned your life experience?"

Xuan Ci's voice was soft and gentle.

Han Yanli was shocked, her face changed suddenly, the reason why she was seriously injured and did not heal, but also tried her best to persuade Master Han Lingsu, was because of the strange changes in her body over the years, the inexplicable induction of cold marrow, and the faint red light in her body, which made her think of the red light on the [Dragon Slaying Que] for the first time. Although she was reluctant in every way, she had some faint guesses about whether she was from the North Sea Dragon Clan, and even had a lot to do with this North Sea Dragon God.

She came to Beihai with the intention of investigating her life experience, but now Master Xuanci suddenly asked this question, how could she not be shocked.

Han Yanli tried her best to calm her mind, but her slightly undulating tone still revealed the change in her mood at the moment, "Master, Master, no." ”

Hearing this, Xuan Ci seemed to be a little surprised, frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and said: "Since your master doesn't tell you, there must be her reason, so the poor monk won't say much." ”

Xuan Ci said and took out a wooden box with the length of a palm and the thickness of two fingers from his arms, and handed it to Han Yanli, "The contents of the box were found in your personal bedding when I picked you up, and this time I came to the Northern Han Palace, I originally planned to hand it over to you." ”

Han Yanli looked at the wooden box in his hand blankly, and opened the wooden box with a trembling voice, and inside was a hairpin with a red body.

Han Yanli buzzed with Xuan Ci's words in his mind, "This hairpin is supposed to be related to your life experience, and you have put it away properly." ”

"Master, I...... Did you really pick it up?" Han Yanli heard the exact news of his life experience for the first time, and the cold fairy also seemed to have fallen into the mortal world, and the pair of smoked eyes trembled slightly, which was pitiful.

Xuan Ci nodded.

"Please also ask the master to inform Yanli and solve Yanli's doubts!" Han Yanli trembled.

With a hint of apology in his eyes, Xuan Ci shook his head, his tone was still gentle, "When I walked with your master and handed you over to her, I told her everything about you. ”

After Master Xuanci finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes, and his voice became calm: "On the road behind, let the bright light accompany you, and when you return to the Beihan Palace, please hide the situation of the poor monk, thank you." ”

Hearing this, Han Yanli was stunned.