After the twenty Mahayana monks sat down cross-legged, Lord Jiutian said: "We exerted our spiritual power at the same time."
Nineteen others nodded.
Before starting, Ren Xiaoyao looked back at Yun Chuchu and the others and said softly: "You three, don't be afraid, I am here."
He meant that when the three of them controlled the puppets to get Bodhi water, they didn’t have to be afraid, just take it boldly, he would protect everything.
Although the three of them were not afraid, they still nodded.
Ren Xiaoyao glanced at Yun Chuchu tenderly before turning back, and he and the other nineteen Mahayana monks used their spiritual power to go towards the crack in space.
Only now did Wujizi have the opportunity to talk to Yun Chuchu. He approached her and asked in a low voice: "How does my benefactor know the Honorable Xiaoyao?"
Wujizi could see that Ren Xiaoyao was special to Yun Chuchu.
It's just that although that man was good-looking and a genius in cultivation, he fell silent thousands of years ago and never showed his face again.
When this reappeared, his cultivation was still at the early stage of Mahayana, the same as when he suddenly disappeared.
We are all monks, and we all understand that in this situation, there must be an injury somewhere that prevents any progress in cultivation.
Venerable Xiaoyao was once indeed a genius in cultivation. He had cultivated to the Mahayana stage for thousands of years. Moreover, he was so handsome that many female cultivators were infatuated with him like bees and butterflies.
But that was before, and now he has no path to immortality.
If the benefactor had any entanglement with him, wouldn't it be wrong for her?
Wujizi could tell that her benefactor was very young and was currently in the distraction stage. She was a genius in cultivation. It was very possible for a genius like her to reach Mahayana perfection and fly to the immortal world. of.
So he felt that there was no need for his benefactor to ruin his immortality for such a person, and he had to remind him.
Yun Chuchu didn't know what Wu Jizi was thinking. She said, "We met him some time ago when we were in the Southern Territory. Senior also knows Venerable Xiaoyao?"
Yun Chuchu could tell from Wu Jizi's words that he had no feelings for Ren Xiaoyao, so he asked this question.
In front of Ren Xiaoyao, Wu Jizi couldn't explain directly, so he said euphemistically: "Ten thousand years ago, Venerable Xiaoyao was a man of great influence in the spiritual world. It only took him a few thousand years to cultivate to the Mahayana stage, but I don't know why. Venerable Xiaoyao suddenly disappeared, and now that I see him again, his cultivation has not improved even an inch."
"Hey, what a pity for such a cultivation genius."
Wu Jizi sighed regretfully. It was such a pity that such an amazing and brilliant cultivation genius had dimmed like this. He really felt sorry for Ren Xiaoyao.
Such a genius should soar in the world of cultivation.
Of course, Wu Jizi said these words through sound transmission. If Ren Xiaoyao heard them, it would not directly offend him.
After all, he is also a Mahayana monk, one level higher than his Tribulation Stage, so it shouldn't be too easy to kill him.
As soon as Wu Jizi's words came out, Yun Chuchu understood what he meant.
The corners of her mouth twitched, it was unbelievable that a grown man could be so attentive and caring about her.
He was afraid that she would be deceived by beauty and have some unclear relationship with Ren Xiaoyao, which would affect her path to immortality.
But she still smiled gratefully at Wu Jizi, after all, he had good intentions.
In the world of cultivation, there are really not many good people like this, so naturally she can't let others down.
Of course, she didn't need to explain anything. Only she knew the reason why Ren Xiaoyao couldn't make any progress in his cultivation for thousands of years.
Thinking about that soul-cutting wood, within a hundred years, the demon seed in Ren Xiaoyao's soul would be eradicated, and then his cultivation would be able to advance.
Seeing that she had listened, Wu Jizi stopped talking and watched the twenty Mahayana monks attentively as they opened the passage. He also summoned his own puppet, ready to go to the opposite side to get Bodhi water at any time.
Yun Chuchu and the other three also summoned the puppets to prepare.
She prepared ten puppets and went to get the Bodhi water. The Bodhi water could purify the evil spirit, which showed that it was a good thing.
She needs to get some to make pills and improve the marrow-cleansing pill, which can not only remove impurities from the body, but also remove impurities from the soul, making the soul purer.
At this time, the spiritual powers of twenty Mahayana monks were seen gathering together to form a cylindrical transparent channel, slowly extending towards the crack in space.
As long as the channel formed by this spiritual power passes through the space crack, the thirteen people in Yun Chuchu can control the puppet to pass through it to the other side.
Just when the passage first came into contact with the space crack, the passage was instantly cut into several pieces by the strong wind, and then disappeared.
This is a failure.
Everyone took a breath of cold air. The power of twenty Mahayana periods is so great that it can destroy an entire realm. It was easily disintegrated by this strong wind. This shows how powerful this strong wind is. No wonder they need to use puppets to get the Bodhisattva. water.
If the monk goes there, he may not be able to come back.
The puppet has passed, and if you can't get through it, you won't be able to get through it. The only thing that is lost is the puppet.
"Everyone, please restore the spiritual power in your body, and let's continue."
When Lord Jiutian saw that the passage failed, he was not angry, but spoke to everyone calmly.
Nineteen Mahayana monks nodded in unison and immediately began to meditate to restore the spiritual power in their bodies.
They never thought they could succeed in one attempt. If it were that easy, the Bodhi tree would have disappeared long ago.
Yun Chuchu was thinking that the strength of these twenty Mahayana monks was not enough to open a passage. She wondered why Lord Jiutian didn't find more Mahayana monks.
There are quite a few Mahayana monks in Lingling. For example, Taixuan Sect has more than twenty.
Just yell, no Mahayana monk would refuse such a thing.
Xu Shi saw Yun Chuchu's doubts, and Wu Jizi sent a message to her to explain.
"Does the benefactor think why not more Mahayana monks are invited?"
Yun Chuchu looked at him in surprise. What was she thinking in her heart? This old man could tell that he couldn't read minds.
She nodded.
Wujizi said: "Although the space wind here is powerful, it cannot withstand too much spiritual power. If there are more Mahayana monks, this Eastern Territory may not be preserved."
"oh."
It turned out to be like this, Yun Chuchu understood.
After half a day, the spiritual power in the bodies of the twenty Mahayana monks returned to its peak state, so they began to condense spiritual power channels and continued to stretch towards the cracks in space.
Yun Chuchu and others behind them watched nervously, fearing that the passage would be destroyed by Gangfeng again. However, to their disappointment, the passage was destroyed again when it extended into a third of the space crack.
Twenty Mahayana monks had to regain their physical strength and spiritual power before continuing.
Condensing the spiritual energy channel does not consume much spiritual energy, but pushing the channel consumes too much spiritual energy.
It was because the spiritual power in the body was not enough to maintain the passage and continue to move forward, so it was destroyed by Gangfeng.
(End of chapter)
