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Seeing that Zixu was silent, the little monk thought that he didn't believe it, so he hurriedly asked: "The donor has you heard of the Thousand Worlds in the Illusory."

"Naturally heard". Hearing the little monk's question, Zixu replied to him.

The little monk put his heart down a little, and slowly explained to Zixu: "The spirit stone is in the world, and the various sects and sects are gradually recovering. Not long ago, the White Bone Sect attacked the Purple Shirt Temple, so it shouldn't be hidden from the donor."

"I've heard a little about this." Zixu said to the little monk, he felt as if he had forgotten something, and he seemed a little absent-minded.

The little monk heard Zixu's reply, and continued to explain to him: "The spirit stone is in the world, and the spiritual energy is about to recover, which is an irreversible trend."

"Now that the cultivation method has regained its old power, why wouldn't a magic flower like the flower on the other side not appear in the world?" The little monk asked rhetorically at Zixu.

Following the words of the little monk and thinking deeply, Zixu couldn't help but gasp, it seems that this cause and effect is a little big. If monsters such as the Flower on the Other side are revived, will they have to bear a part of the sins they have committed? In this way, when should this be understood. When should I become an immortal?

"It seems that the donor has figured it out, so please don't go up the mountain." The little monk said to Zixu.

Zixu shook his head: "The mountain still has to be up."

"If that flower is the flower of the other side, wouldn't it be a great sin for the poor monk to let the benefactor go up." The little monk hurriedly persuaded him.

Zixu smiled and explained to the little monk: "Even if this flower is the flower of the other side, so what? How long has the spirit stone been in the world, will the strength of this flower be as powerful as you just said?"

"Donor ......". The little monk shouted at Zixu, ready to persuade him.

Zi Xuan shook his head slowly, spreading out a trace of merit in his hand: "What do you see here?"

"Merit". The little monk looked at the light of merit and couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

Hurriedly put the fishing rod in his hand on the ground, and bowed to Zixu: "It turns out that the donor is a meritorious monk with great merit, and the little monk is polite here."

"I don't know if I'll be able to go up the mountain and see it." Zixu asked rhetorically at the little monk.

The little monk showed a hesitant gaze, and then gritted his teeth fiercely: "Since the donor insists on this, then follow the little monk."

After speaking, he picked up the fishing rod and turned around and walked towards the mountain with Zixu.

......

On the top of the mountain, Zi Wan'er pointed to a slightly dilapidated small temple in front of her and said, "Sister-in-law, this is the Temple of Great Compassion."

"Great Compassion Temple?". Fang Yuting looked at this somewhat dilapidated small temple with a hesitant gaze, I don't know why this small temple actually gave the same breath and feeling as the original mountain temple.

Seeing Fang Yuting pondering, Zi Wan'er smiled at her: "Sister-in-law, what are you thinking?"

"How did you come to this small temple?" Fang Yuting didn't walk over immediately, but asked Zi Wan'er.

Feeling that her careful thinking was being exposed, Zi Wan'er smiled awkwardly and explained to Fang Yuting: "Just now my brother asked me where the Great Compassion Temple is, so I told him, and then ......."

"And then you called me to come along, didn't you?" Fang Yuting saw that Zi Wan'er's voice was getting quieter and quieter, so she asked her.

Zi Wan'er hurriedly smiled: "Sister-in-law, aren't I curious?"

"You". Fang Yuting said angrily.

Zi Wan'er urged Fang Yuting: "Sister-in-law, let's go in."

"Can I say no?". Fang Yuting asked Zi Wan'er rhetorically.

Zi Wan'er hurriedly shook her head: "I'm here, so naturally I want to go inside."

"Let's go, but keep up with me." Fang Yuting asked Zi Wan'er.

Zi Wan'er said nonchalantly: "It's not the first time I've come."

"Okay、Who made you sister-in-law。 Seeing that Fang Yuting's eyes were not good, Zi Wan'er hurriedly changed her words.

Fang Yuting smiled in her heart, looked at this small temple, and for some reason there was a hint of ominity in her heart.

When the two women saw that the door was closed, they went in through the side door. Subconsciously turned around, only to see that the wall on the door said that it was the shore that turned back. These four words. The handwriting is strong and powerful, and it is gilded with gold.

"Squeak".

Directly in front of him, a door opened without wind, and a statue of a god with a blue face and fangs faintly emerged behind the door. Zi Wan'er couldn't help but be startled in her heart, and suddenly felt an eerie and terrifying aura enveloping her.

Stretched out his hand and pulled Fang Yuting's sleeve, and whispered to her, "Sister-in-law."

"If you don't like it, then I'll go back." Fang Yuting took the opportunity to say to Zi Wan'er.

Zi Wan'er was startled, and the hidden dragon ball in her trouser pocket quietly emitted a trace of light, and then quickly hidden.

The eerie and terrifying aura dissipated, and Zi Wan'er's courage gradually recovered, and a trace of shame rose for the subconscious action just now: "What don't you like, it's so good here, I haven't seen enough of it."

"Okay, you can play as long as you want." Fang Yuting said to Zi Wan'er.

Zi Wan'er heard Fang Yuting's reply and laughed happily. Looking around, an unknown flower bloomed in front of me, not far from the windless door.

The flowers are bright, and the unknown fragrance comes to the nose. So Zi Wan'er subconsciously walked over and watched carefully.

Fang Yuting gradually frowned, and as soon as her mind moved, the Qiankun bag glowed, and a spirit stone immediately appeared in her hand.

Looking at the tempting flowers, Zi Wan'er squatted down and reached out to pick them.

The flower emitted a glimmer of light, and Zi Wan'er disappeared.

Fang Yuting couldn't help but be startled, the spirit stone in her hand cracked, and a long sword appeared in her hand.

"So it's here." There was a burst of laughter from behind the windless door, and a man in black who couldn't tell the difference between men and women took a roll of bamboo and looked at it carefully.

Looking at the man in black, Fang Yuting's face sank. Wan'er disappeared, and the man in black appeared, and it was hard to guarantee that it was not this person's doing. Thinking of this, the sword in his hand waved, and a sword qi flew over.

The man in black who was in ecstasy felt the murderous aura rushing from behind him, and his heart suddenly became furious, and his body faded and disappeared.

The sword qi burst into the air, shattering the blue-faced and fanged idol.

The figure in front of the door was revealed, and the man in black stared at Fang Yuting with a murderous face, and his tone was extremely cold: "A good praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches are behind, if you want to have the Great Compassion Sutra, then see if you have such good teeth."

"The Great Compassion Sutra?". Fang Yuting couldn't help but be slightly stunned, what is the Great Compassion Sutra, could it be that this person wants to cover it? .

The man in black gave birth to a hand, and the demonic qi encircled it, grabbing it at Fang Yuting's throat.

Fang Yuting hurriedly dodged, and because the speed was too fast, a phantom appeared in the same place.

The man in black couldn't help but be annoyed and angry as soon as he missed the blow, and the demonic energy on his body gradually spread.

"Hand over Wan'er, if not, don't worry about me." Fang Yuting looked at the man in black and scolded him.

The man in black was stunned for a moment, but then reacted: "Nonsense".

The demonic qi swirled in the palm of his hand, turning into a ball of demonic fire and rushing towards Fang Yuting.

Fang Yuting saw this pitch-black demonic fire flying, so she waved her hand, and a phoenix appeared and swallowed it with its mouth open.

The phoenix flapped its wings and swooped down on the man in black.

The black-clothed man was shocked, and wanted to dodge but didn't know how to dodge, so he gritted his teeth and turned into light and rose into the sky.

When the phoenix saw that the man in black was about to escape, he chased after him without thinking.

Then a desolate voice came, and the light of the man in black disappeared.

"Bang".

The bamboo slips scattered in all directions, and one by one the scriptures appeared in front of them.

Looking at one of them, I saw that there were three words of the Great Compassion Sutra written on it.

Fang Yuting thought of the words of the man in black just now, and couldn't help but have a burst of doubts in her heart, could it be that Wan'er's disappearance was not caused by the person just now. On second thought, there was nothing unusual just now. After all, with his own cultivation, even if Wan'er was plundered, he would not be ignorant.

In this way, Wan'er should still be in this temple, but where should she be.

As I quickly recalled the scene in my mind, some details came to light. Looking at the shattered idol in front of him, his brow furrowed.

Pointing at the broken idol, the sword in his hand flew over, turning the already broken body into powder.

"Bold". A violent roar came from outside.

The sky darkened, and a giant palm fell from the sky.

Facing the sudden attack, Fang Yuting felt a trace of anger in her heart, and the sharp sword rose into the sky, turning into a flaming phoenix spreading its wings and rushing over.

The giant palm was swallowed up by the phoenix, and its wings circled.

The little monk appeared in front of him, his eyes were full of anger, and the golden light on his forehead added a bit of majesty: "The donor destroyed my statue, is it to deceive me that there is no one in the Temple of Great Compassion."

"The Temple of Great Compassion is just a place for demons and evil spirits, and they dare to rob my sister in broad daylight." Fang Yuting looked furious, and for the first time in her life, she had the urge to destroy this place with one palm.

The little monk looked at Fang Yuting, and happened to see the Great Compassion Sutra scattered on the ground, and immediately became furious: "Destroying my true scripture is really too deceitful."

After saying that, the light on his body was great, and he showed an angry vajra law body, waving his arm at Fang Yuting and hitting him.

The phoenix in the sky rushed to the sky, and pounced on the little monk's angry vajra dharma body.

The angry King Kong punched the phoenix on the head, and the phoenix screamed and turned into nothingness.

Fang Yuting saw that the little monk was reckless, and her heart was full of anger. As soon as his heart moved, the Qiankun bag on his waist flashed with light.

A pile of spirit stones appeared in front of him, followed by a series of cracking sounds.

The aura was full, and the momentum on Fang Yuting's body skyrocketed.

A phoenix roar seemed to come from above the nine heavens, inciting the wings that covered the sky and the sun, as if it was coming slowly.

Countless flames fell from the wings, as if destroying the heavens and the earth, and the fierceness was unstoppable.

The little monk looked at this scene in the sky, and his face couldn't help but turn pale. The thief who never wanted to steal the scriptures actually had such a high level of cultivation.

A golden light gradually spread, and all the flames that had not had time to fall in its path were extinguished, and the huge phoenix in the sky disappeared.

Zixu walked slowly, his eyes full of confusion and doubt. He didn't understand why they were fighting when he was only one step slower than this little monk. If it weren't for the quick action, the inheritance left by the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth would have been extinct.