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Sanzang went to the bottom of the sea, and when he looked at it, the bottom of the sea turned out to be a thick layer of ice, like a piece of light blue transparent glass.

The ice is so transparent that you can't see it all at a glance, so you can't estimate how thick it is. Sanzang stretched out his hand, and the nine-ring dragon staff was in his hand, condensing the divine power of a Bodhisattva, and he shot out a Zen staff on the ice. There was a muffled sound, and I saw a mana ripple spread out on the ice, and the whole sea suddenly swelled like a mountain, and the frozen sea surface was shaken by the residual strength of the Zen staff, and there was a cracking sound of solid ice like the grinding of the teeth of a super sea beast, and then, the sound of ice cracking resounded through the sea, like thunder.

Sanzang's whole body was numb, he raised his Zen staff, and after a closer look, the ice was still smooth, and there was no trace of impact left on the ice.

Sanzang's heart froze.

The key is that on the ice surface, there is not even a trace of cracks, not even a single piece of ice chips has been knocked out, and there is not even a trace of the rod hitting it.

The nine-ring dragon staff, but the Buddha personally refined the Buddhist Taoist weapon, in which a magic dragon of the ages was refined, and its powerful power could not even smash a trace on the surface of the ice.

"Wu Zu, I guess that Fusang root is under the ice. Bronze Mirror Wu Huan said. His mirror glowed with a silver glow, as large as a round bean. The bean-like light shone through the layers of ice, all the way downward, into the depths of the earth.

On the mirror, a black thing gradually emerged, and the head of that thing was vaguely a dragon head. If you look closely, it is indeed a dragon head.

"Fusang is rooted into a dragon shape, this is a sign that has been tempered by the years to pass the avenue!"

Gradually, the dragon head in the bronze mirror became clearer and clearer, and the details of the dragon's beak, dragon whiskers, dragon teeth and dragon horns could be seen clearly.

The more Sanzang looked at it, the more frightened she became, if Fusang Gen had been tempered into a generation of Venerable Beings by the years of heaven and earth, who would be able to subdue her? How could she be willing to submit to others? With her Dao Heng Divine Power created by the years of heaven and earth, how could she be willing to be refined into a supreme Taoist weapon and used by others.

It seems that the Wood King's Venerable Jianmu needs to be born in order to subdue this Fusang root!

I can't even subdue a single piece of Fusang root, so how can I hope to be able to subdue the Jianmu in the center of the world.

The bronze mirror Wu Huan said: "Wu Zu, the head of Fusang has not yet formed a dragon's eye, and those who are destined still have a chance to subdue her." ”

Sanzang took a look, and sure enough, the head of the Fusang root dragon had been completed, the facial features were complete, and the dragon's beak, dragon teeth, dragon ears, dragon nose, and dragon horns all had a sense of flesh and blood, but the dragon's eye only formed the outline of the eye, and the closed dragon's eye was still black wood, and there was no flesh and blood, let alone flesh and blood.

Sanzang saw a glimmer of hope, which is the so-called 'silver lining'.

Suddenly, a cold aura like the sharpness of a sword and the surging of the sea swept towards Sanzang from the entire ice under his feet.

Before the cold arrived, the whole sea was already boiling, like a pot of boiling water. The ice on the surface of the sea was suddenly thrown into the air by an incomparable force, shattering into powder, and the white powder filled the sky of the entire sea, as if the smog was heavy, obscuring the sky and the sun, and like the end of the world, the clouds of the sky fell to the dust.

"Wu Zu, let's go!" the bronze mirror Wu Huan's voice was hoarse.

The white light flashed, and Sanzang hid in the bronze mirror. The bronze mirror emitted a misty silver light, and the light was like a substantial energy flowing, and with a bang, the bronze mirror rose into the sky, bringing a frenzy in the sky and flying into the sky.

The bronze mirror already has the mana of a small world, with its own rules of time and space, unless it is a creator-like power, it can shatter the bronze mirror and crush his world.

Only the small world that crushes the bronze mirror can cause damage to Sanzang.

Fusang Gen is the king of the sacred wood, and the bronze mirror is also the ancestor of the fairy mirror, all of which are natural Taoist weapons created by the days of heaven and earth in the era of the flood and famine.

Daojing Wuhuan can't help Fusang, Fusang wants to hurt him, but he can't.

"Wu Zu, the Mori Zhitian Bodhisattva occupies this Fusang realm as a dojo, and it must be for this Fusang root. With Fusang Gen's Dao Heng supernatural powers, unless someone is destined, otherwise, no matter how vast your supernatural powers, it is difficult to shake the ice that her cold air froze. "Dao Mirror Wu Huan hovered high in the sky.

"No, maybe there is a way!" said Sanzang.

"What's the solution?"

"Fusang is cold and watery, if you can have Samadhi Divine Fire, can you burn through this solid ice and find the Fusang root deep underground?"

The bronze mirror Wu Huan said slowly: "Deep underground, in the sea, the three flavors of true fire are also useless. The Fuso Sea is connected to the outside sea, and if the sea water forms a low point, it will cause other seawater to backflow. As soon as the cold air of Fusang root came out, the sea surface of the sea for thousands of miles was frozen, and the real fire of samadhi, facing the ten thousand miles of ice at the bottom of the sea, was useless after all. ”

Sanzang was silent, and sighed after a while: "Mori Zhitian occupies Fusang as the boundary, and must have thought of fire attack, maybe he has tried it with the Divine Fire Talisman." Seeing that this ice is intact, it is clear that even the Buddha has not thought of any good way. ”

Mori Zhitian is the Bodhisattva of the Buddha, she came here to occupy the boundary, to say that the Buddha does not know the treasure of Fuso, how is it possible?

Wu Huan said: "Wu Ancestor, the sea in the world is connected to the Guixu Sea. The sea water here will be evaporated by the divine fire, and the sea water will pour back into the ruins. Even the father of the sun god, Di Jun, could not burn through the ice at the bottom of the sea with divine fire. The water of the sea is overcoming the flame of divine fire. You must know that the sea of ruins is endless. Unless there is a Great Venerable who can cut off the Guixu Sea, it is simply impossible. The depth of the ruins is unfathomable. It seems that if you want to get Fusang roots, you really have to go unless you have a fate. Moreover, the Fuso root that forms the dragon's head may be the Fuso itself. ”

"Fusang is all here, so the so-called disappeared King of Ten Thousand Trees, Jianmu, must not have disappeared, but hidden. It's like the Jade Emperor's Sun Forest Realm, the hidden realm in the Three Realms, if you can't find the entrance magic circle, no one can enter. ”

"Wu Zu, do you suspect that the disappeared Jianmu photo is just hidden?"

"With such a deep Dao Heng of Fusang roots, it seems to be easy for Jianmu, the king of ten thousand trees, to hide himself. ”

Wu Huan said slowly: "It is rumored in the fairy world that as soon as Jianmu came out, Simu bowed his head; It is said that whoever can get Jianmu will become the new Emperor of Heaven and take charge of the Immortal Order of the Universe. ”

Sanzang said: "We can't even subdue a single root of Fusang, as for the more powerful and noble Jianmu, don't even think about it." I want to get Fusang roots, mainly because I want to go to the underworld in the future to have something to rely on, to travel freely in the nine secluded places of the underworld, and to explore the return of my parents' ghosts. ”

Wu Huan pondered for a long time and said, "Wu Ancestor, in the sea, since fire can't overcome water, can you use water to overcome water?"