The delicate girl turned around and wanted to chase after her, but Xiaochuan was extremely fast and couldn't catch up. While hesitating, the old man with broken intestines reached out and picked up the delicate girl, rose from the ground, and flew out of ten miles away in an instant.

The delicate girl turned around again, only to see a golden pillar of light break through the dark clouds and descend, enveloping all the places where everyone was. There are also people who are still running desperately because of their slow steps.

"Grandpa, will he be in trouble?" the delicate girl was unwilling and asked.

"Stupid, it's not just a fool trained by an adult! Obviously, he has cultivated a good body of exercises, but it's a pity that his brain is broken!" said the old man with broken intestines.

After a pause, the old man with broken intestines said again: "The monk is a relic tribulation, similar to the achievement of the Yuan Infant by a cultivator, once the relics are formed in the body, the ability is one or two points stronger than the ordinary Yuan Infant Dao cultivation. Now, the monk's mind is damaged, he can't fight against the demons, he will definitely die, that kid can be regarded as a burial!"

The delicate woman couldn't bear it, and said: "Everyone wants to cultivate immortals, but why doesn't God have the virtue of a good life, and all kinds of calamities have descended." Could it really be that as everyone in the cultivation realm said, cultivating immortals is going against the sky, so the heavens will descend on the heavenly tribulation!"

"Nonsense, there is a reason for everything in this world. People are born with immortal roots, Buddha bones, demon tendons, and demonic nature, and they should choose the good and act, and cultivating the immortal road is the way of heaven. The punishment from heaven is to strengthen their hearts, forge their bodies, remove their filth, and cleanse their dirt. Hmph! A group of mediocre people complain about the heavens and the people at every turn, and they will destroy the heavens and destroy the heavens at every turn, and they will go against the heavens! Look at the mess in the cultivation realm now, snakes and rats are rampant. What is the saying that the spiritual energy of the cultivation realm has been exhausted, so no one has cultivated the immortal path for thousands of years, and it is not because people have lost their nature, and their inner filth is incompatible with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth!" The old man with broken intestines said angrily, and raised his hand to smash a huge stone the size of a house dozens of feet away.

The delicate girl listened to the old man's words, and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

After a while, the delicate girl looked happy and asked, "Grandpa said it so clearly, it seems that Grandpa is expected to achieve the Immortal Dao!"

The old man with a broken intestine expression was stunned, and said with a wry smile: "Where do I understand these truths, it is because I cultivated immortals in my previous life and killed too much. As a result, I was awakened by a tall, thin, sleepy-eyed monk who scolded me. I knew that the killing was too heavy, and there was no hope of cultivating immortals, so I rebuilt the army. How do you know that murder is difficult to change, although most of the wicked people are killed, but the killing heart is still too heavy, and the achievement of immortal Dao is already a mirror!"

"Can we rebuild it?"

In exchange, it was a deep sigh from the old man with a broken intestine...

At the same time, Xiao Chuan was standing beside the monk, at a loss.

The golden pillar of light that had just descended from the sky enveloped the two of them. Xiao Chuan didn't feel any discomfort, and the monk also looked serene.

The golden light on the monk's body was uncertain, and the golden pillar of light shrouded in the outside seemed to be testing each other. After a while, the golden light on his body retracted into his body, and slowly emitted from the top of his head, and it was entangled with the place about three feet above his head, constantly changing shapes.

The golden pillar of light shrouded in the surroundings seemed to be attracted by the golden light cluster, and extracted golden filaments from the light pillar and wrapped around the golden light cluster. As the golden filaments were pumped more and more, the speed of extraction became faster and faster, and the golden filaments and golden light clusters were formed, a golden pom-pom with thousands of tiny hairs.

Xiao Chuan was attracted by this strange scene, and his eyes did not blink, staring at it.

After another moment or so, these slender golden fluffs entangled and fused with each other, forming pieces of golden petals, and the golden light emitted from the monk Baihui formed stamens, and finally the golden pillar of light made a soft 'bang', scattering into gold dust in the sky, and was included in the golden flower.

- Jin Lian

Twelve pins of golden lotus!

The monk had a golden lotus on his head, closed his eyes and smiled.

It is said that there are 12 grades of ancient golden lotus. Later, due to the accidental loss of the three grades, the later generations of the Buddhist golden lotus were only nine grades, and now the twelve-grade golden lotus has reappeared.

Xiaochuan now knows some Buddhist allusions, and he sighs in his heart, this should have great wisdom, great cause and effect, and great blessing.

Just when Xiao Chuan was also immersed in the happiness of getting a great opportunity, Monk Li suddenly frowned, and Fang Wei's face that was still smiling became distorted.

Xiao Chuan took a closer look, and found that in the center of the monk's eyebrows, a thin black line appeared, as the black line became clearer and clearer, a cloud of black gas appeared on the forehead of the monk, if there is nothing, constantly changing, like a human face, is a ghost, very weird.

The monk suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were bloody, red.

The monk trembled, struggled to himself, and said to Xiaochuan: "Run, run, run!"

Seeing this, Xiao Chuan agreed and asked urgently, "Tell me quickly, how can I help you!"

The monk shook his head and laughed miserably, his lips trembled, and he said reluctantly: "My mind is damaged, and I can't control my inner demons, so I want my inner demons to turn into a body, run away!"

Ogawa is stubborn and shakes his head.

The monk tried his best to suppress the demons in his heart and said: "The thunder tribulation has been completed, and after a while, the thunder tribulation will become a thousand thunders of demons, and then manpower will not be able to resist it, and the jade will be burned!"

"I'll help you get it out!" Ogawa said.

Before the monk said 'can't', Xiao Chuan had reached out and put his hand on the monk's shoulder.

As soon as Xiao Chuan's hand touched his body, he immediately felt that his hand had touched a piece of ice that would not melt for thousands of years. Immediately after, a cold aura that almost froze and coagulated blood penetrated into Xiao Chuan's arm, spreading throughout his body in an instant.

Xiao Chuan immediately felt as if he had fallen into a cold pool for thousands of years, and the cold was deeply rooted in his heart.

Xiao Chuan's legs weakened, he fell to the ground, and screamed with his head in his hands.

The cold qi in Xiao Chuan's body was like entering a no-man's land, raging wantonly. Xiao Chuan only felt as if his mind was torn apart, and his consciousness began to blur. Just when Xiao Chuan gradually lost his consciousness, Xiao Chuan's spiritual aperture opened slightly, and a more cold and cold, imperial breath came out.

The cold aura that invaded Ogawa's body, as if frightened, immediately lay dormant.

In a moment, the emperor's breath in the spiritual aperture shook slightly, and the cold aura that invaded Xiao Chuan's body surged towards Xiao Chuan's spiritual aperture as if it were ordered by a general.

The monk suddenly felt that his mind was relaxed, and he was about to turn into a demon's demonic breath and disappear without a trace.

He didn't think that his inner demon was resolved by Xiao Chuan, because it was impossible, if this was the case, it would undoubtedly subvert the cognition of the cultivation realm, and even subvert the cognition of the ancient monks.

However, the monk guessed in his heart that it must be Xiao Chuan pressing on his shoulder, and somehow straightened out his breath, so that he could stabilize his mind and restore his clarity.

However, he did not have the joy of the rest of his life, because the demon body had already attracted the Thousand Thunders of the Demon Swinger, and Xiao Chuan fell to the ground and did not wake up...