Zhou Shaobai was stunned as he watched the strange man trying to raise his arm again and again in vain to draw his sword, two lines of tears flowed from his eyes, and he still called out indistinctly: "Linglong...... Exquisite......"

Looking at the strange man's pathetic appearance, the blood red in Zhou Shaobai's eyes began to slowly fade, the raised green tendons on his face gradually recovered, and the violent aura surging in his heart slowly disappeared into invisibility. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Good, good!" said Kukai Zen Master, "It is not easy for the benefactor to overcome his own demons. ”

Liu Ruyan couldn't help crying with joy when she saw Zhou Shaobai return to normal, and was about to step forward and throw herself into his arms, but Zhou Shaobai flashed to Mu Ningzhi's side, hurriedly helped her up, and called: "Miss Mu, how are you!"

Liu Ruyan was stunned, and hurriedly went to help Mu Ningzhi.

Mu Ningzhi slowly opened his eyes and was about to speak, but he suddenly frowned and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Zhou Shaobai was horrified, and hurriedly reached out to put her jade wrist, but he only felt that the pulse was weaker than Fang Cai, and he suddenly understood in his heart that Mu Ningzhi at this time was like a broken candle in the wind, and the lamp could run out of oil at any time.

Seeing that she was seriously injured like this, Zhou Shaobai couldn't help but feel like a knife, and tears flowed out unconsciously, and hurriedly raised his head and pleaded with Kukai Zen Master: "Master, please be merciful and save her!"

Seeing this, Zen Master Kukai hurriedly took out a wax pill, handed it to Zhou Shaobai and said, "Donor, there are a total of thirty Ziqing pills in this wax pill, let her take three pills a day for ten days, and she can keep it thorough." ”

Zhou Shaobai hurriedly took the wax pill, opened it and took out one of the purple green pills, and put it into Mu Ningzhi's mouth.

This purple green pill is really a treasure of Buddhism, and not long after Mu Ningzhi took it, the pulse began to stabilize. Zhou Shaobai tried Mu Ningzhi's pulse, and finally showed joy on his face, and thanked Kuhai Zen Master for his kindness.

Kukai Zen Master folded his hands and said, "Good! I can save the life of the female benefactor, and the poor monk is very relieved. ”

He looked at the strange man, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled it out in the air, and the ice jade sword actually withdrew from the throat of the strange man on its own, Zhou Shaobai saw it, and couldn't help but be deeply impressed: This kind of profound cultivation is even better than his master.

He couldn't help asking, "Dare to ask where the mage is practicing?"

"Amitabha, a poor monk practices at Namba Temple in Mt. Kumei. Kukai replied.

Zhou Shaobai was stunned, Namba Temple!

Even in Xiyun Mountain, he had heard the name of Namba Temple of Kumyeongsan several times, far more than he had heard of Qixia Mountain.

Through all the suffering, through the immeasurable calamity.

This is the origin of the name of Namba Temple, and it is also the creed of the monks who practiced diligently, and the monks of Namba Temple have always used it to guide their own spiritual path, practice the world, and leave behind many good stories through the ages.

To this day, the name of Namba Temple is also in the same place as that of Keiunmon, but in recent years, Namba Temple seems to have rarely set foot in the world, and the rumors about them have been decades ago.

Now, the legendary monk of Namba Temple was actually standing in front of Zhou Shaobai, which surprised him very much.

"It's actually the mage of Namba Temple, please forgive me for having no eyes, just before I made a statement, please don't blame the mage!"

Zhou Shaobai hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted, and the Kuhai Zen Master folded his hands and saluted, and said: "The donor is serious, the so-called ignorant is not guilty, not to mention that the donor was attacked by the devil and temporarily lost his nature. It's just that from the perspective of the poor monk, there seems to be a demonic obstacle in the donor's body, and if he is not removed early, he will be eaten up one day. ”

Zhou Shaobai was stunned for a moment, and finally understood why he often had some unreasonable thoughts during this period of time, but it turned out to be because of the demonic obstacles in his body.

The so-called magic barrier is naturally the blood refining magic bead. Then Fang was seriously injured, but he was able to recover and defeat that strange man, naturally because this blood refining bead temporarily robbed him of his sanity.

"Thank you for the teachings of the mage, I understand, in fact, I plan to exorcise this evil in the future. It's just that this magic obstacle often attacks and is unpredictable, and I'm afraid that it will happen again halfway, but I don't know if the mage can help me?" Zhou Shaobai asked.

Kukai Zen Master pondered, took out a stone and handed it to Zhou Shaobai.

Zhou Shaobai picked up the stone, only to see that the stone was gray-white, and it looked very ordinary and had nothing peculiar.

I only heard Kukai Zen Master say: "This stone is a gift from a poor monk's friend, called Zhen Soul, and it is said to come from the bottom of the East China Sea." At the bottom of the East China Sea, there was a 10,000-year-old karmic fire sinking mountain, and 50,000 years ago, a hellish karmic fire erupted, turning the vast East China Sea into a boiling dead sea. The scorching hot water vapor formed a foehn thunderstorm that roared along the coast, destroying everything that came its way. From time to time, the ethereal god flew over the East China Sea by the colorful spirit phoenix, and saw the life in misery, and his heart was unbearable, so the god took a piece of phoenix feathers from the colorful spirit phoenix, and recited a mantra in his mouth, the phoenix feather turned into a seven-colored spirit stone, and fell into the middle of the boiling East China Sea. Later, the people called the submarine mountain peak as the Zhensoul Mountain, and this stone came from the Zhensoul Mountain. ”

Hearing the legends of these gods, Zhou Shaobai and Liu Ruyan were shocked and amazed.

Zhou Shaobai said happily: "I see, since this stone is called Soul Suppression, it will definitely help me to suppress my soul and eliminate demons." Thank you, Master. ”

Kukai Zen Master nodded: "It is naturally a good thing to be able to help the donor, but this stone can only help for a while, but it can't help for a lifetime." If the donor wants to exorcise the demon, he should still plan early. The sooner this happens, the better, and don't wait until one misstep turns into a thousand hatreds. ”

Zhou Shaobai nodded: "Thank you Master for reminding me." But I don't know what the mage will do to save this strange man?"

Zen Master Kukai sighed and said, "I can't hide it, the friend who gave the poor monk the soul stone is the weird person you are talking about. In fact, he was originally the head of Qixia Mountain, and he hadn't seen each other for many years, but he didn't know what happened to him and became what he is today. After the poor monk heard about it, he went down the mountain to search all the way, just to find him as soon as possible and treat him. ”

Zhou Shaobai suddenly nodded and said, "I didn't expect that there was still a hidden secret, this Taoist chief is really pitiful." ”

He suddenly remembered that in the dungeon of the Mirror Guard, when the strange man had not yet lost his mind, he begged him to kill him, and he shook his head and sighed, it was really embarrassing that the dignified immortal cultivator had actually fallen into this step.

Liu Ruyan was also very emotional, and said softly to the strange man: "Dao Chief, you are delirious now, but you have been talking about Linglong, it must be your extremely important person that makes you so obsessed." I really hope you recover soon and reunite with her soon. ”

Zhou Shaobai smiled when he heard this: "Miss Liu is a girl's family, and when she hears Linglong, she will only think of people's names." I've been thinking about what kind of treasure is Linglong. ”

Kukai Zen Master shook his head and said: "The poor monk and him have not seen each other for a long time, whether Linglong is referring to a person or a thing, the poor monk does not know, but at the moment this matter is not important, healing him is what the poor monk cares about." ”