Fairy Hongyu raised her hand, her slender and pale wrists exposed from her sleeves, and a wisp of cold air shot out of her palms.
Brush it.
A cloud of flames condensed into ice ahead.
In just a few breaths, the ice melted away completely.
"This phenomenon..." A monk with a "卍" Buddhist seal branded on his head seemed to have remembered something, and his face was horrified.
"Disaster, what did you remember from your past life?"
asked the monk who had lost his rosary earlier.
"Uncle Duku, this disciple has indeed seen this scene from the memory of his previous life." Monk Quaque said.
"Then tell me quickly." Another monk asked urgently.
Fairy Hongyu also cast her gaze.
The Disaster Monk in front of me is said to be the reincarnation of an immortal, but he failed to completely solve the mystery of reincarnation and fully awaken Su Hui. However, due to the disaster, he practiced the "Jataka" in the Dharma of Leiyin Temple and the "Great Wisdom Sutra". He can trace the deeds he experienced in his previous life and know many secrets.
Disaster clasped his hands together, recited a Buddhist scripture, and then slowly began to answer: "There once was a small country called "Jueming" in the foul thrush. Like Longyuan, it suppressed and imprisoned a real dragon, and used the power of the real dragon to Blood, it took thousands of years to create a Yanlong Lake. Every hundred years, the Jueming Kingdom will lift the restrictions and allow the most talented practitioners to enter the lake to practice and cultivate many Taoist seeds. Until the demonic disaster appeared and the Kingdom of Jueming was destroyed, the son of the demonic disaster stepped into Yanlong Lake alone. Near Yanlong Lake, a strange phenomenon like this appeared in front of him. "
Monk Du Ku frowned, "Disaster, Longyan Pond and Longyan Lake are different after all. The character of the Son of Demonic Disaster is also recorded in the scriptures in the temple."
Fairy Hongyu said nothing.
"Uncle Du Ku, Uncle Du Di, Fairy Hongyu, have you ever seen the birth of Dragon Flame Gold?"
Disaster asked back.
The three of them were startled and shook their heads.
Only then did they realize that in the past, whenever someone entered the pool, no matter whether the training was successful or not, a few pieces of Dragon Flame Gold would fly out of the pool for those disciples who did not dare to enter the pool to pick them up.
But now, they didn't even hear a sound.
But Wang Teng has clearly entered the pool.
Disaster raised his head and stared at the flame clouds with wide eyes, as if he wanted to penetrate the red mist that blocked his vision and see what was happening inside.
"Shortly after the Sons of Demonic Calamity left Longyan Lake, Longyan Lake completely lost its effectiveness. A lineage of Taoist saints went down to explore the lake and found that the Dragon Flame Gold that had previously covered the bottom of the lake had lost its luster and turned into ordinary stones. "
After Disaster finished speaking, several people present were shocked.
If Long Yan Pond is regarded as a mineral vein, then Long Yan Gold is the only mineral produced by Long Yan Pond.
Just like spiritual veins, the more spiritual stones and spiritual jade there are in the spiritual vein, the richer the spiritual energy the spiritual vein is.
Large sects are often built on spiritual veins, and these spiritual veins are not allowed to be excavated. They even have to find ways to put a large amount of spiritual minerals into them to enhance the sect's aura.
Therefore, under normal circumstances, Longyan Gold will not be excavated at will, but will be accumulated at the bottom of lakes and ponds, allowing Longyan Lake and Longyan Pond to grow slowly.
The same is true for Yanlong Pond, which is strictly guarded by the top Immortal Sects in the Eastern Wasteland.
In addition, the effect of Longyan Pond on refining the body is also related to the Longyan Gold spread on the bottom of the Pond.
Fairy Hongyu lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.
Disaster looked away and continued to read the scriptures.
He fell into deep thought.
And the monk who was relatively impatient had already said what he thought of:
"No. If the Dragon Flame Pool and the Dragon Flame Gold are gone, then those Buddhist disciples in our temple will never be able to go to the Buddhist Kingdom..."
He raised his head and shouted: "Escape the suffering!"
Du Ku was awakened from his meditation by his roar.
The two looked at each other and Du Ku nodded.
Then, the two of them looked at Fairy Hongyu, "This time, Fairy's ice soul will be borrowed in advance."
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The great monk just stared at Fairy Hongyu, waiting for a reply.
Hongyu was obviously hesitant.
"A ray of ice soul essence, this is the agreement between our temple and Lingu. Did the fairy forget it?" Du Nan said aggressively.
The atmosphere in the air suddenly became tense.
Finally, Fairy Hongyu stretched out her hand and pulled out a wisp of pale blue, ethereal spirit from the ice soul.
As soon as the Bing Po Essence came out, the monk who had been chanting sutras immediately sat up in the lotus position.
The Buddha's light radiated from his body, and gradually, a touch of golden color climbed up to Calamity's face, neck, and arms, and in a blink of an eye, it covered his whole body, covering his flesh and blood body with a layer of golden light.
"Cihang!"
"Golden body!"
Duku and Dudan respectively stretched out a hand and placed it on the top of the head of the disaster. A large amount of gold liquid continued to flow towards the disaster as if it were alive.
The swastika mark on the top of the head squirmed, suddenly broke away from his scalp, and hung in the air. In an instant, the Buddha's light shines brightly.
Fairy Hongyu was illuminated by the overbearing and aggressive Buddha's light, and she took a few steps back. She was wrapped around an ice soul like a shooting star's tail, smiling at the ice and frost to block the erosion of the Buddha's light. In her hand, she still held an empty hand. Wisp of soul.
It wasn't until Hanque's eyes opened, making a furious Vajra look, and two frightening beams of divine light shone out of his eyes, that Fairy Hongyu let go of her hand and injected the essence of ice soul into Hanque's body.
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--mum
——Hum
The Buddha's voice echoed in all directions, getting louder and louder.
At a certain moment, the space froze.
Then,
Time seems to have stood still.
Monk Banque took one step forward, recited proverbs, and walked into the flame clouds without hesitation.
With a flash of golden light, the flame cloud that filled the surrounding area opened a gap that was only large enough for one person to pass through.
Monk Jiacheng was wearing the "Golden Body of Cihang", which contained the essence of ice soul, and finally saw the Yanlong Pond.
He lowered his head and looked at the bottom of the pool. There was a crack in the forehead of the golden body, and a beam of golden light shot out, shining through the bottom of the pool.
The next moment, a look of shock appeared on the copper-like face of the monk Disaster, "So that's it."
...
"That's it." The moment Chen Qingyan sank into the Yanlong Pond, the rose tree appeared behind him, shining golden, and the fruits kept shaking as they sank.
And his body, including Dao Fruit, immediately had wisps of black smoke slowly seeping out.
"Is this training?"
Chen Qingyan was still sighing, when the black smoke suddenly gathered together, and soon under his injection, a silhouette similar to his was formed. A rose tree of the same size emerged above the black smoke, and a A black and scary fruit is also slowly forming.
Just like the mist made of black smoke, which has no facial features, the precious rose tree is also completely black, with only an outline, and the specific bark texture cannot be seen clearly.
Chen Qingyan looked serious, knowing that real trouble was coming.
Sure enough, after the rose treasure tree was completely formed, the black mist man suddenly dived and swam towards him.
At the dantian, the little Dao Ying opened his eyes, and his vision suddenly became richer. He turned his eyes and quickly caught the thousands of threads between the flesh and the black mist man, and between the rose tree and the black tree. Thousands of smoke lines connect.
