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Ning Xiaoxiu could only smile bitterly, took a blood coagulation pill, sat cross-legged and used the spiritual power catalytic pill to barely control the injury.

However, the formation has not yet been broken.

Because the surrounding environment has not changed at all.

He didn't know much about the formation, this formation seemed to belong to the intermediate formation, and he didn't know where to start after looking for it.

Perhaps, Senior Sister Yu can't wait to go back, so she will send someone to find her.

When I go back, I will definitely learn the formation method.

He made up his mind in his heart.

"Amitabha. ”

Suddenly, a monk walked outside, standing under a tree with a hat, a bag, barefoot straw sandals, and a bamboo cane.

Hearing this voice, Ning Xiaoxiu looked at him, and the monk also raised his head, revealing a gentle and divine gaze.

It was a gaze he was familiar with.

"It's you, little master," Ning Xiaoxiu laughed, "It's really fate to be able to meet here." ”

The monk bowed with one hand and said with a smile: "It seems that I have a relationship with the donor." You might as well come and turn this disaster around. ”

Seeing that he was coming, Ning Xiaoxiu didn't know where this formation was triggered, so he hurriedly stopped: "Don't come in, there is a formation!"

"Amitabha!"

The monk sang the ritual and walked forward, his voice rippling and swirling, as if there was a strange aura lingering under his feet. As he stepped in, the slightly blurred air around him gradually dissipated.

The monk sat cross-legged across from him.

The sounds of nature were restored all around, and the streams, plants, birds, insects, wind, and everything had the breath of life.

"How did the master do it?" he asked in surprise.

"Dharma. ”

The little monk had a slightly holy smile on his face, and the whole person was like a golden Buddha statue.

"Buddhism is boundless, and when I saw it for the first time today, it was really ...... Indescribable. ”

Ning Xiaoxiu could only sigh, and at the same time, his understanding of Buddhism had also changed greatly.

I've heard about it before, but I've had very little contact. Like everyone's understanding of Buddhism, Ning Xiaoxiu also felt that they were too weak, except for the deep mountains and old forests to practice asceticism, walking practice, and promoting Buddhism, it seemed to have no effect, and in the era of the rise of the various sects of cultivation, almost no one paid attention to Buddhism.

Now it seems that their cultivation is actually very strong, and their magic is unique, which is terrifying.

"Thank you master for coming to the rescue, this is the mosquito repelling elixir I refined myself, the master should be able to use it for a long journey, please accept it." ”

After receiving Ning Xiaoxiu's elixir, the monk was very happy, after all, he was only a young man in his twenties, and his smile was innocent.

took out a pill and gave it to Ning Xiaoxiu: "Come, take this big pill, and the injury will heal quickly." ”

Ning Xiaoxiu only felt that saying thank you looked pale, smiled at him, took it and took it, and immediately felt a warmth rise in his abdomen, and the uncomfortable feeling in his abdomen gradually faded.

The monk walked over to the old man's body, took out a large book, and opened it.

"What's that?" Ning Xiaoxiu was curious.

"Although there is good and evil in life, all beings are equal when they die, and I surpass him. ”

The little monk sat cross-legged, with the big book spread out on his lap, his hands folded, and the sutras in his mouth.

His scriptures rippled like incantations, turning into golden symbols in the air, falling on the corpse of the old man, falling into the floating earth like a torrential rain, and the corpse trembled, turning into pieces of flying ash and spiraling into the air, disappearing.

The sects are different, and the spells are naturally different. If it's really a big world, there are all kinds of magical spells.

After Ning Xiaoxiu sighed, he still retracted his thoughts, meditated and breathed for a while, and his spiritual power urged the elixir, and magically, the injury was controlled.

"It's thousands of miles away from Yang Academy, and the surrounding demons are rampant, why did the donor come to compare?"

"I was passing by, just fetching water, but I didn't expect to meet the devil's way...... Thank you master for coming to the rescue, I don't know what to call it?"

"Stygian. ”

"Is it a legal name?"

"It's my name and my name. ”

Ning Xiaoxiu was also curious, it turned out that there was still such a sect in the Buddhist family, and the name was used to make a number.

Looking at him, Shen Yan said: "You and I are destined, and the little monk has a mantra to give away." The benefactor is kind-hearted, and he will definitely become an adult god in the future, but he will definitely go through ups and downs and taste the vicissitudes of life. ”

looked at him quietly, and when he finished speaking, Ning Xiaoxiu somehow remembered Master Yan Yuan.

"Thank you, little master, for your words. However, in the world of life, you can't resist wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and you can't avoid life and death.

Shen Yan looked at him and laughed, and there was a youthful echo in his originally calm eyes, but it was only a flash.

"Donor, the little monk has a piece of "Mortal Mantra" for you, it is not a spell, but it is just a matter of reciting more and thinking more to focus on the spirit and cultivate one's self-cultivation. It's also a time for you and me to know each other. ”

"Mortal Curse?" Ning Xiaoxiu laughed, "That's right, I'm just a mortal, so you're welcome, please teach it to the little master." ”

Nodding, Shen Yan clasped his hands together, and slowly recited: "Slim white dew flying sand, ethereal wind, intermittent separation of sorrow and hatred, infatuated resentment and hatred, can't wait for bad karma, go to impure cause and effect, and let me do whatever I want." ”

"The stars are bizarre, the mirage scene, coming and going, before and after life, slandering and humiliating things, can't get rid of regrets, grinds uneven life, and fights the common people with two iron shoulders. ”

"Mortals have their own mortal things, life and death are rich and noble, and hatred of the sky cannot be like a dog. Now he is worried about things, he fights his sword into the sky every day, and dares to change the sky and the earth for the rainbow!"

A simple "Mortal Curse" was quite wise at the beginning, always making people flash some fragments of their own years in their minds, and in the end, the tone gradually increased, and the momentum came up, and at the end they dared to call the sun and the moon change the sky!

Although the article is very short, it listens strangely to people's hearts, as if something echoes.

Ning Xiaoxiu thought of himself, he had no father and mother since he was a child, and was raised by his master Yan Yu'an, in order to let him live his life safely, Yan Yu'an didn't let him learn magic, and in the end he still encountered an accident.

Yes, mortals are just a drop in the ocean, no different from an ordinary bird, a leaf, or even a handful of soil.

However, birds fight with each other for food, leaves and leaves fight for morning dew, and people do everything with each other!

If you want to become a master, you must be ruthless and can be Zhang Nengchi.

Cheng Guangtai, his life will be taken sooner or later.

And I, after all, will be a great success and proud of the world!

"He fights his sword into the sky every day, and dares to change the sky and the earth for the rainbow!"

His voice was low and clear, his eyes were like torches, for a long time, he sighed, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the Immortal Flame had left at some point.

Thinking about it again, it was amazing that he actually remembered all of the "Mortal Curse".

After trying it, the intra-abdominal injury was basically healed, but I regretted that I didn't take a closer look at the ingredients of the pill just now, and the effect was so good.

However, he was still in a hurry to return to the team, went to the tree to get a water bladder, and glanced at the place where the old man's body had once laid, where there was no trace except for the bent grass.

Who is he, and why did he know that he had set up a formation in advance when he came to fetch water?

Now all this is unknown, like his corpse, disappearing without a trace.

Somehow, remembering the "Mortal Curse" again, Ning Xiaoxiu took a large pen, flew into the air, and flew to the top of the mountain.