At the summer solstice, Xiaoxue still failed to break out of her cocoon.
The mother-in-law pounded the elixir into a concoction and put it into the cocoon to ensure that the little girl would have sufficient spiritual power. At the moment, she could do nothing but stay here.
Jiang Qingqing also knew that her mother-in-law was at Yunqi Temple to ensure that her sister was safe and sound.
She even asked unwillingly: "Mother-in-law, why don't you take your sister back to Kunlun? The spiritual energy at home is not much worse than that of Yunqi Temple?"
The mother-in-law shook her head: "Do you want to make me angry to death, or Xiaoxue'er? Before she wakes up, I won't go anywhere and will live in this small courtyard."
There is another thing that the mother-in-law did not say, there is a Watson under the abyss, and Xiaoxue in the small courtyard wonders whether he will evolve into an ancient beast.
First, she was afraid that Watson would not be able to suppress the devil under the abyss.
Secondly, she was even more afraid that Xiaoxue would transform into a little dragon girl after waking up. In that case, she was afraid that her grandparents and grandson would have to leave this world early.
The mother-in-law hasn't sensed the opportunity to ascend yet, so this is her biggest headache.
Jiang Qingqing was stunned, and finally had to take him down the mountain alone, to the small town at the foot of the mountain to meet the maids from the Imperial City, and to go to Jiashi City.
My sister is in serious trouble right now, and it seems that my mother-in-law is not going anywhere.
Even in her wildest dreams, she never imagined that her sister just came to Yunqi Temple and turned into a big cocoon under her mother-in-law's eyes.
She wanted to go back and tell her mother that no matter how this ended, it would not affect her sister's practice.
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At this time, Watson in the valley had just opened his eyes.
The birds on the branches were chirping, and the fragrance of flowers in the mountains was a little less fragrant, as if to tell him that spring was gone and it was now early summer.
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He coughed twice and spit out a mouthful of black blood.
Sitting up from the ground, Watson moved his hands and feet. It was okay, he had no missing arms or legs, and he was alive again.
He took out the dry food and ate it, then went to find a pot of mountain spring and made a fire to boil water.
Now that he was under the abyss and had already been to the second level, he was no longer in a hurry to fight these guys.
He had to think about how to quickly eliminate the monsters in the abyss instead of being passed through by the black mist again and again.
If the old monk were here and saw Watson's miserable appearance, he would probably be shocked.
The black energy gradually invaded. It was obvious that the evil energy that passed through his body that day combined with the evil energy that entered his body in Kunlun before.
The moment Watson was completely swallowed up by the evil spirit was when he turned black.
Quietly brewing a pot of spiritual tea, Watson fell into deep thought.
From sun to sunset, from dark to dawn.
With a long sigh, Watson looked at the pot of leftover tea in front of him and couldn't help laughing.
Since the demonic energy under the abyss cannot be eliminated, the talisman and talisman arrows in his hand are limited.
Then practice Buddhism under the abyss, and use the purest Buddhism in the world to purify these tens of thousands of trapped resentments and evil spirits one by one.
At this moment, he thought of the Buddhist scriptures carved on the stone wall by his godfather inside and outside the Tianshan Cave.
I thought of the Buddhist scriptures he carved on dead branches and green bamboo.
He decided to carve the Buddhist scriptures he practiced on the stone wall under the abyss with his eyes closed, and covered the stone wall under the abyss with the supreme Buddhist teachings.
Use scriptures one by one to occupy the second and third levels of the abyss.
Thinking of this, Watson couldn't bear to
He laughed.
With his current level of cultivation, even if he cuts for ten years, he probably won't be able to clear out the demons under the abyss, not to mention that if the evil energy enters his body, he may become a demon and turn into a black man in any minute.
When the sun rose again, Watson entered the second abyss again.
A few talismans are pasted on the monk's clothes, and all ghosts will be warded off!
Holding an iron sword in his hand, he started walking along the entrance of the second abyss, closing his eyes and using his spiritual consciousness to see the world under the abyss.
The first Buddhist sutra was carved on the cold stone wall: "This is what I hear!"
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Liao Chen in the Buddhist hall had just finished his morning service and was resting in the Buddhist hall.
A knowledgeable monk came over to report that a group of monks sitting on the square in front of the main hall were swept out of the mountain gate of Yunqi Temple by a golden light in an instant.
Except for those who came down from the mountain to worship Buddha, these monks could not even enter the square.
Liao Chen sighed and said quietly: "Let the Zhaitang cook a pot of porridge, steam some steamed buns, and send them to them."
The monk Zhike accepted the order and retreated.
Right here, Watson's message came to my ears: "Master, I have thought of a way to cultivate Buddhism under the abyss and transform the demons and resentful souls here!"
"Watson, how are you?"
Liao Chen quickly replied, but at this time Watson had transformed into a god and Buddha and entered the abyss, and his voice could no longer be heard.
Liao Chen quickly invited the old monk over and sighed softly while making tea.
Looking at the old monk walking into the Buddhist hall, he said: "The Holy Mountain will not let the worldly rain fall into Yunqi Temple, and will kick those monks out of the mountain gate."
The old monk smiled lightly when he heard this: "It's just right, it saves me having to wave people away."
Liao Chen said again: "I guess the abyss
The demons below are difficult to deal with. Watson has made a wish to cultivate Buddhism under the abyss and transform endless demons and resentful souls. "
When the old monk heard this, he was startled for a moment, then clasped his hands together in admiration.
"Amitabha, that's so good. I'm afraid the founder couldn't have thought of this wonderful method back then... Watson is going to transform into Ksitigarbha and transform the thousand-year-old demons under the abyss!"
Liao Chen smiled bitterly and said: "He just sent me a message and then went into the abyss again. If you want to know the details, you can only wait for him to come out and then contact me."
The old monk nodded and said, "Do you want to go see that little girl Xiaoxue and tell your mother-in-law the news?"
Liao Chen sighed, pointed to the stove on the table and said, "Drink a cup of tea first, and then go."
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The magic circle of Yunqi Temple has changed again and again. This group of monks who are doing no good now don't even have a place to protect themselves from the wind and rain.
Many people drank porridge, ate steamed buns and went down the mountain.
There is a small town at the foot of the mountain. They can eat meat and drink wine and wait for news at the foot of the mountain. They don't have to suffer in the mountains sucking wind and drinking dew every day.
In less than a day, a group of monks guarding outside the mountain gate left for the small town down the mountain.
They had no choice but to watch the people coming down from the mountain to burn incense freely, but they could not even step into Yunqi Temple.
So they believed that this was the fault of the Kunlun Supreme Elder. You wanted to set the mountain on fire, so the sacred mountain burned its anger on the heads of all the monks.
At this time, Watson had entered a wonderful state.
Watson, who is half devil and half Buddha, shines with golden light all over his body, making it impossible for the demons and monsters that want to come forward to devour him to come within three feet of him.
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Because of the Buddha's light on his body, and even more because of the magic charms attached to his monk's robes.
How can these demons invade the talisman that comes from outside the Nine Heavens?
What's even more magical is that every time Watson finishes carving a Buddhist scripture, a faint Buddha's light appears on the cold stone wall.
The solemn Buddhist scriptures, one sentence after another, gradually broke the original illusion on the stone wall.
At this moment, Watson was deaf to what was going on behind him, and was only thinking about the Buddhist scripture in the sea of spirits.
Hundreds and thousands of calamities cannot be explained clearly, but Guangxuan Master is so powerful.
Watson, who was like a god and a Buddha, was not thinking about how to kill the demon behind him that was about to pounce on him. Instead, he was holding the iron sword in his hand like a pen.
Just like when he took a group of brothers and sisters to carve scriptures one after another on the rocks beside the Tianshan Glacier.
He wants to carve the most solemn and extraordinary Buddhist teachings, the most incredible swordsmanship, and the most mysterious sword intent on the cold stone wall in the abyss.
He believes that when he carves all the scriptures on this layer of stone wall, it will be the moment when he wields his sword to defeat the demons and transform the endless resentful souls here.
The golden light moved Watson slowly, and behind him was a group of demons with teeth and claws.
However, at the moment, Watson is already like a god and Buddha, with no sense of what is happening behind him. He only sees the iron sword in his hand and the Buddhist scriptures that are about to be completed one after another on the stone wall.
Just like when I was carving on dead branches while sitting on a carriage, or when I was carving with green bamboo in my hometown in Lincun.
At this moment, Watson used his supreme courage to practice Buddhism in the abyss and also practiced the sword technique to conquer demons.
Perhaps, when he carves all the Buddhist scriptures on the stone walls under the abyss, it will also be the moment when he uses the second form of his demon-conquering sword technique.
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Flying across the other shore, he used the Buddhist scriptures on the stone wall to transcend the souls of the dead who had been dead for thousands of years under the abyss.
Chasing the wind with a sword, although Hua did not stand in the wind valley under Wentian Peak, he stepped on the abyss, which was even more dangerous than the wind valley.
Cutting the snow with one sword, he wanted to carve the elusive sword intention into these lines of scripture.
Day by day, seven days passed in the blink of an eye.
When Watson got sleepy, he went back to rest under the stone wall of the valley. When he woke up, he continued to go deep into the abyss to carve scriptures.
The stone wall under the abyss was very slippery. It was more difficult for Watson to carve than the three thousand stone steps, and the speed was also much slower.
Even so, he still had no intention of stopping.
In the small courtyard, the mother-in-law saw that the sleeping Xiaoxue showed no signs of emerging from the cocoon, so she simply lived in Watson's small courtyard.
Either I invited the old monk over for tea, or I went to Chen's Buddhist hall to talk about whether my granddaughter would become a little dragon girl or a little phoenix?
Liao Chen had never seen a divine dragon, nor a divine bird like a phoenix.
Looking at her mother-in-law, she smiled and said, "I also hope that the little girl can emerge from her cocoon and transform into a dragon or a phoenix in Yunqi Temple. In this way, it can be considered a good start for Tianxuan Earth."
The mother-in-law sighed, looked at Chen Chen and smiled bitterly: "You said Watson hasn't come out to see me and Xiaoxue after being gone for so long. Isn't he hungry?"
While he was talking, Liao Chen laughed: "Speaking of Watson, he just got off Wentian Peak and is walking back?"
The mother-in-law was shocked when she heard this, with a smile of surprise on her face: "He came just in time. I have no choice but to ask him about Xiaoxue. After all, this spiritual tea and spiritual wine belong to him."
Liao Chen sighed: "His weathered body makes him look tired.
It's unbearable, let him wash up first, and then we go. "
The mother-in-law nodded, looked at the Bodhisattva on the Buddhist altar and said, "Jian Jia bless my Xiaoxue, she is a good child."
Watson stayed under the abyss for an unknown number of days.
Back in the courtyard, there were green pears on the trees, and the scorching sun in the sky was giving off a scorching light.
It seemed to tell him that it was summer.
Pushing open the door of the small courtyard, Watson shouted: "Sister Xiaoxue, I'm back."
Unexpectedly, after he fetched water, washed his whole body, washed the monk's clothes and hung them up to dry, he still didn't hear Xiaoxue's reply.
So, Watson gently opened Xiaoxue's door... but looked at the scene in front of him, speechless.
Like his mother-in-law, Watson walked into Xiaoxue's room, stretched out his hand to touch the blue cocoon on the bed, and murmured to himself: "Master, why did sister Xiaoxue look like this?"
Liao Chen in the Buddhist hall smiled faintly: "She drank your spiritual tea and spiritual wine, and on the third day she became like this. What else do I want to ask you?"
Watson nodded and said with a wry smile: "Now my mother-in-law is very anxious."
Liao Chen smiled: "You have a rest for a while. I will go with my mother-in-law to see what Xiaoxue looks like later."
Watson nodded, thinking that something was wrong, he took out a pot of spiritual wine, poured a cup, and slowly poured it on the cocoon.
This method was told to him by the old monk.
After feeding the cocoon and drinking two glasses of spirit wine, the blue cocoon on the bed shimmered and emitted a green light, as if it was coquettishly coquettishly following him.
Watson touched the cocoon, thought for a while and asked: "Senior, my sister Xue'er won't turn into a little dragon, right?"
After a while, the old monk’s voice came from the divine sea.
Voice: "Guess..."
