On the fairy boat, except for Xiao Hei, Bai Ling, Long Fu, and Long Yu were all afraid of the sudden black mist. Even Baoshu was too afraid.
After hearing Xiao Hei's words, Heiwu gradually retreated into the cabin of the fairy boat.
Xiao Hei felt a little hesitant, thought for a while, and handed Yan'er, who was still sleeping, to Bai Ling.
Holding the long sword, he walked into the fairy boat while everyone was stunned.
"Squeak!" With a sound, the Long Fu brother and sister tried many times to open the cabin of the fairy boat that could not be opened, but it opened with a gentle push from Xiao Hei.
"You guys wait for me outside." Xiao Hei said before diving in.
"Buzz!" The moment Xiao Hei stepped into the cabin of the fairy boat, the two petrified monks sitting under the cliff slowly opened their eyes.
"Brother, someone has entered the fairy boat, we can go home."
The corners of a younger monk's mouth moved. The lips that had been covered in dust for an unknown amount of time were like the earth that had been exposed to the sun for a whole summer.
The middle-aged monk sighed and took out a bottle of wine from somewhere. He drank a few sips before passing it to his junior brother.
He said quietly: "It's not the full moon night yet, so don't be impatient."
The young monk drank half a bottle of wine, twisted his body slightly, then got up and walked to the stream not far away.
There were wild fruits on the fruit trees by the stream. When the jug was empty, he wanted to fetch water for his senior brother to drink.
After he picked the wild fruits, washed himself from the dust, fetched a pot of water, returned to the bottom of the cliff, sat down, and handed the wild fruits to his senior brother.
Then he sighed softly: "I don't know how many years have passed since we slept, but I didn't expect that the moment to leave finally came."
The middle-aged monk ate a wild fruit and pointed to the sky and said leisurely: "Everything has its own will."
At this time, Bai Ling was clearly standing on the deck of the fairy boat, but he didn't see the young monk going to the stream to fetch water to wash himself, and he didn't hear the two men talking softly.
It can only be said that all her thoughts are on Xiao Si, and she hopes Xiao Hei can give her a surprise.
After all, she had been waiting for this day for too long.
The last time I ventured up, I couldn't open the cabin of the fairy boat. This time I was fine. Seeing that Xiao Hei had already walked in, I thought I could go find the elixir next.
Glancing at Yan'er who squinted her eyes, Bai Ling smiled and said, "You finally woke up?"
After much deliberation, this little guy has the best luck. Soon, he will be able to read and write like Qingqing.
Yan'er yawned and asked, "Where's my brother? Is this a fairy boat?" After saying that, she wanted to slip underground, but Bai Ling hugged her in fright.
He pinched his ears and warned: "Xiao Hei went in to explore. Just wait here and don't mess around, otherwise I will fall and kill you."
After saying that, he hugged her and looked down, but accidentally saw the two monks who had come to life...
She was so frightened that she covered Yan'er's mouth and whispered in her ear: "Your brother has not come out of the fairy boat, and he is not allowed to speak even if he is beaten to death. Do you understand?"
Two monks who had been dead for who knows how many years actually came back to life. Even if they killed her, she wouldn't believe it. This was a ghost.
After thinking about it, Bai Ling sent a message to Long Fu beside him: "Rabbit, those two monks are alive. If you don't believe me, just take a look down."
Naturally, Long Fu didn't believe it, so he lay on the side of the boat and looked down...
After just one glance, like Bai Ling, she covered her mouth tightly and watched her sister trembling beside her.
After a while, he whispered in Long Yu's ear: "Sister, what the hell..."
Long Yu didn't believe it even to death, so he turned his head and looked down. Unexpectedly, he happened to be facing the young monk who was looking up.
He was so frightened that he screamed: "Ghost!"
This scream woke up Baoshu who was lying on the deck. He immediately looked at her and asked, "Where is the ghost? This is a fairy boat. Where did the ghost come from?"
Long Yu shook her head desperately, pointed downward and said, "The ghost is down there."
So the old tree stretched out its branches and leaves, looked down, and then screamed: "Ghost, you scared me to death."
The middle-aged monk ate a wild fruit and said quietly: "Xiaoshu, when you came here with us, did you ever think that you would stay here forever?"
Seeing that the middle-aged monk had drunk his treasure to pieces, Baoshu shook his head and said: "I just want to become a god, no matter if he can go back?"
Thinking that something was wrong, he immediately turned to look at the two monks under the fairy boat and asked: "Monk, do you have the elixir with you? Give me one. I only want one."
After coming back to his senses, Baoshu finally understood why there was no trace of the elixir in these years. It turned out that it was stolen by two monks.
After hearing Baoshu's words, the fairy boat suddenly became quiet, and the surroundings seemed even weirder.
Wanting to understand this truth, Baoshu didn't care whether Xiao Hei came out of the cabin or not, but slowly slipped down and came to the two monks after a while.
He stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "For the sake of so many years, give me one!"
The middle-aged monk frowned, looked at him and said, "Why do you say that the elixir is here with me? Maybe the people who left last time have taken it with them?"
"That's impossible!"
Baoshu shook his head and screamed: "If you hadn't stolen the elixir, you would have died countless times. Give me one quickly. Look, there are only a few of us."
"One, two, three... at most six pills are enough for us to share. Hurry up and be more generous."
Baoshu thought of this and shouted after him at the top of his lungs: "Rabbit, come down, the elixir is definitely on the monk."
When Long Yu and Long Fu heard this, they immediately glanced at Bai Ling and shouted, "Wait for Xiao Hei here. Let's go down and have a look. Don't let the monk slip away again."
After saying that, the two rabbits also left the deck of the fairy boat and went down below. After a while, they stood in front of Baoshu, looking at the middle-aged monk.
Long Yu seemed to be well-behaved. He stepped forward and clasped his hands and said, "Well done, monk. Xiaoyu has been practicing for hundreds of years and is only one elixir away from being able to transform."
The middle-aged monk laughed when he heard this, stretched out his hand to touch her head and laughed: "Little Rabbit, did you follow this little tree and secretly come here by boat?"
When Long Yu heard this, she burst into tears and shouted, "Brother said that it would be fun to come out and take a boat ride, but I didn't expect that I wouldn't be able to go back home once I came out."
Bai Ling on the fairy boat finally understood. It turned out that many guys in this small world came secretly on this fairy boat.
No wonder one is more powerful than the other. It turns out they are all from the fairy world?
Touching Yan'er's head, Bai Ling said with a smile: "It seems that this time you can't even think about changing your form."
Just as she was thinking about whether to go down and have a look, Xiao Hei's voice rang in her ears. It turned out that Xiao Hei in the fairy boat didn't come out so quickly and asked her to go down and see if she could get the elixir from the monk.
Bai Ling replied in a deep voice, holding Yan'er and sliding down step by step.
The middle-aged monk looked at Bai Ling who appeared with Yan'er in his arms, and said with emotion: "Today is quite lively. Everyone who should be here and everyone who shouldn't be here are here, right?"
Yan'er looked at the monk and asked, "Old uncle, will you give Yan'er the elixir? My brother said you are good people."
The middle-aged monk laughed: "They are all disobedient, but you, little girl, are the most obedient."
After saying that, with Bai Ling stunned, the old monk took out a purple gold gourd from his arms, carefully poured a golden bean, and stuffed it into Yan'er's mouth.
Yan'er smiled, swallowed it in one gulp, then looked at Bai Ling and said, "Sister, Yan'er wants to drink water."
Bai Ling shook his head, took out the kettle and fed him two mouthfuls. Then he looked at the monk and asked, "Senior, will my girl sleep for ten or eight years?"
The middle-aged monk shook his head: "I don't know either. Everything depends on her fate. I really want to see the future of this little guy."
Yan'er looked at the middle-aged monk with a smile and said, "When my brother comes down, Yan'er will ask him to treat you to a drink of spiritual wine."
Before he finished speaking, a golden light appeared all over his body, as if he had eaten a spiritual fruit, and he tilted his head and fell asleep again.
When Long Yu saw it, he jumped over and bit the middle-aged monk's sleeve without letting go: "Senior, give me one, and my brother wants one too. Hurry, wait until I transform, and then I'll serve you something delicious."
The middle-aged monk looked at Bai Ling and said: "One dust is one catastrophe. In one catastrophe, all the dust accumulated is used as catastrophes... It seems that the young man will have to stay on the fairy boat for some days, so you can go first Go through the tribulation."
After that, he continued to pour out the golden elixir, first giving it to Baoshu, Longyu, Longfu, and finally Bai Ling also took one.
The young monk pointed to the stone slab beside him and said, "Why don't you go meditate quickly and wait for the moment of transcending tribulation?"
Baoshu trembled, looked at the two monks and asked: "Old Master, how much do I need to survive the tribulation? Will it affect my ability to leave with you?"
The middle-aged monk chuckled and said: "No, don't worry, even if you want to overcome the tribulation, you have to leave this small world. There is no way to invite heavenly tribulation here."
Bai Ling breathed a sigh of relief and exchanged a blessing with the middle-aged monk Yingying: "I received the favor myself, but this little guy's favor has to be repaid by his brother."
The middle-aged monk waved his hand: "It doesn't matter."
Bai Ling then walked over to the bluestone slab aside, first placed Yan'er next to him, then swallowed the golden elixir in his hand and took another sip of water.
Then he made a posture with five hearts pointing to the sky, waiting for the moment of breaking through the realm and transforming into another form.
She didn't know how many years she had been looking forward to this day, but she didn't expect that after coming to this secret realm, all her wishes would come true.
The two rabbits also followed Bai Ling's example, lying on the bluestone board and no longer making a sound.
The two guys were even more excited. They were still rabbits when they sneaked out, and now they are about to transform when they return home. This is even more exciting than Baoshu.
Baoshu simply lay down on the ground and closed his eyes tightly. Everything happened because he met Xiao Hei and his group.
The young monk clasped his hands and said, "Senior brother just woke up and transformed into a Bodhisattva. He has accumulated countless merits."
The middle-aged monk looked at him and sighed, and said quietly: "We have suffered so much, but whether we can leave in the end depends on the young man who enters the fairy boat."
The young monk smiled and said: "We have tried our best, and everything is left to God's will."
After finishing speaking, he pointed to the stream not far away and said: "Senior brother, you are covered in dust. It is best to go over and wash yourself. I will cook a pot of white porridge..."
The middle-aged monk stood up slowly, looked at the fairy boat above his head and said, "I didn't expect that you and I finally waited for the opportunity to leave."
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In the fairy boat, it was already quiet and you could hear the needle drop.
There was no trace of Xiao Hei in the cabin, and only the tea cup on the table was still steaming, proving that someone was still making tea and chatting here just now.
Even the black mist from before disappeared without a trace, and the entire cabin was empty.
A picturesque scroll hung on the cabin wall, swaying slightly in the calm wind.
There was a crow with its head lowered lying on the branch of an old tree. The crow was talking with its head down to a young man in black who was sitting on a stone slab under the tree.
Not far in front of the boy, there was a snow mountain that was not very tall. There were scattered snowflakes falling from the snow mountain, but they could not fall on the boy's shoulders.
Even Bai Ling, who was already in a broken state, could not imagine that there was a divine painting hanging in the cabin of the fairy boat even if he was beaten to death.
At this time, Hei Wu and Xiao Hei have already entered the painting.
Only the silent middle-aged monk squatted by the stream to wash himself, waiting for the moment when Xiao Hei came out of the sacred painting.
