"The Third Prince is the person I admire most in my life, and his sister is my sister."
The fat monk is very familiar with himself.
"Isn't the person you admire most in your life the Emperor Tai Tian?"
The thin monk said in surprise.
"Emperor Tai Tian is also the person I admire the most in my life."
The fat monk said seriously.
"Well, two of the best"
The thin monk was speechless.
"Not convinced"
The fat monk squinted.
"Mrs. Diyong is also my sister, because the Third Prince is also the person I admire the most in my life."
The thin monk said not to be outdone.
"You are worthy of the surname Zhao"
The fat monk said with disdain.
This sentence is Lu Xun's class-based look down on Ah Q through the words of Mr. Zhao in "The True Story of Ah Q".
Borrowed by the Fat Monk.
"Are you worthy of the surname Zhao?"
The thin monk sneered.
Where did the two of them come from?
When I saw that the back road was blocked, I thought it was going to be a fierce battle, but it turned out to be a funny joke.
Cao Yi twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly.
"Hey, this awesome guy actually dares to look down on us?"
screamed the sharp-eyed fat monk.
"Then kill him, take out his heart and drink it"
The thin monk said fiercely.
"Okay, anyway, this bull nose offended the third prince, so he won't be able to get out alive. But for drinking, kidney is better. This Taoist priest is restrained and has abundant true yang. He looks like a virgin at first glance. The kidney must be delicious."
"What's so delicious about kidneys, my dear?"
"kidney"
"darling"
…
These two are so funny!
Cao Yi's facial muscles twitched, he turned around and rushed in the direction he came from.
He had to deceive Nezha and others as soon as possible into the heavy fog where sound, smell, and consciousness could not be transmitted. If there was any further delay, the river crab army would catch up, and the effect of diverting the disaster to the east would be greatly reduced.
"If you want to leave, have you asked me?"
The fat monk who was blocking the road let out a stream of yellow energy.
There are no special effects, but it gives people a very dangerous feeling.
Cao Yi whipped him very simply.
Since the magic whip is a one-time deal (it is difficult to achieve good results if people know about it), Cao Yi's whip actually uses a lot of power.
The fat monk had the same reaction as most monks who encountered the divine whip for the first time. He thought it was just a normal offensive magic weapon, and his spiritual consciousness had no defense at all.
The next second, an unprecedented sharp pain came from the sea of consciousness, and he screamed and flew out.
The road opened, and before he could see how badly the fat monk was injured, Cao Yi continued to rush towards the heavy fog.
The thin monk who was about to attack was startled and retreated instead of advancing.
Nezha was also shocked and did not take action in time.
Cao Yi stepped on the calligraphy secret, and in the blink of an eye, he jumped dozens or hundreds of miles like a fleeting glimpse.
Nezha reacted, snorted, and pushed the hot wheel with all his strength to catch up.
At the same time, continuous long-range attacks were launched.
If you look down from the sky at this time, you can see a golden light and a red light rushing in one after the other.
The red light continued to cast spells, bombarding the golden light indiscriminately.
"Fat man, are you dead?"
The thin monk came to the fat monk and asked in a gloating tone.
At this time, the fat monk was not in good condition. His forehead was bleeding, his face was pale, and he was breathing rapidly.
"No, it's okay"
The fat monk gasped.
"I have to say, you are so useless, a whip will knock you down."
the thin monk sneered.
No sympathy at all.
"roll"
The fat monk gritted his teeth and spit out one word.
The thin monk chuckled and looked up to see that Nezha and Cao Yi had rushed far away.
The more than forty monks who came in together all rushed to catch up and help.
He ouched and chased after him unwilling to lag behind.
Cao Yi, who stepped on the Xingzi secret and turned in, noticed that Nezha and more than forty monks were chasing behind him. The pressure increased greatly, and he quickly triggered the Jizimi.
But Ji Zi Mi can't be triggered casually.
Nezha and more than 40 monks attacked.
Cao Yi fell into a doomsday-like scene, and his energy disappeared.
"died?"
Nezha's attack stopped.
Whoosh! Cao Yi rushed out of the doomsday scene, his speed increased tenfold, and he rushed into the fog in the blink of an eye.
"not dead"
Nezha felt inexplicably relieved and activated the Hot Wheels to catch up.
Soon, we came to the heavy fog. He rushed in without hesitation. No matter what today, he will get his adopted sister and Hun Tianling back.
More than forty monks hesitated for a moment and then followed.
Where Cao Yi's Qi disappeared before, Cao Yi reappeared.
It was his clone who led Nezha and more than forty monks into the fog.
After a quick walk, Nezha came to the fat monk.
The latter was sitting cross-legged on the ground recovering from his injuries. When he saw Cao Yi coming, he forced an ugly smile on his face: "Taoist Master Cao, everything is easy to discuss. I was joking with you just now."
Funny, just funny!
"Why are you staying here?"
Cao Yi asked simply.
The fat monk sent a spiritual thought.
Cao Yi, whose spiritual thoughts could only extend for three hundred miles, then realized that there was a medicinal field in the Fire Lake where more than ten small Medicine King plants and several Medicine King plants were planted.
"Can you not kill me?"
The fat monk was pitiful, like a dog without an owner.
"I won't kill you if I accept Pindao's restriction on your soul."
Cao Yi said.
"good"
The fat monk nodded with a grimace.
It seems that there is treasure in the lake of fire.
Cao Yi put a restriction that could detonate the soul at any time into the fat monk's sea of consciousness.
The fat monk made no resistance.
Cao Yi rushed directly to the edge of the fire lake and took out everything in his hand just to be on the safe side.
Beat the Divine Whip, Five Spiritual Wheel, Qintian Scroll.
Protect your body.
The trigger is all secret, and it succeeded after trying thirty times.
He stepped on the script and rushed towards the lake of fire. At the same time, his nerve reaction was raised to the highest level, and he could retreat to the gate of eternal life at any time.
During the first hundred miles after rushing into the lake of fire, the heat was actually not too high and within the tolerance range. However, the speed dropped by 70%, and there was a mysterious force in the lake of fire that suppressed the speed.
From one hundred to three hundred miles, the temperature rose sharply. If it weren't for the many treasures wrapped around it, the physical body would definitely be burning. What's a bit ominous is that even if there is a word secret, the speed is rapidly declining.
There was a rumble and the earth trembled, like the sound of thunder coming.
Nezha and more than 40 monks who were trapped in the fog by Cao Yi ran out in embarrassment, with most of their bodies injured (including Nezha).
Behind them, the river crab army, whose number had swelled to more than 100,000, swept in like a wave.
"Cao, how dare you trick me!"
Nezha shouted angrily.
Cao Yi glanced in shock, and his mind returned to the impact of the lake of fire.
From three hundred miles to seven hundred miles, the extreme temperature doubled again. The connection between the spiritual consciousness and the treasures was completely broken, and the treasures all became obscure and restrained, losing their luster.
From seven hundred to nine hundred miles away, Cao Yi's body was on fire, his soul seemed to have been pricked by a needle, and blood continued to flow from his eyebrows. The worst thing is that the speed is ridiculously slow.
Knowing that it is impossible to pass the last hundred miles,
Cao Yi decisively retreated to the Gate of Eternal Life.
The extreme temperature suddenly disappeared.
Cao Yi did not feel as comfortable as ordinary people walking into an air-conditioned room in the summer.
Every part of his body and soul was still invaded and ravaged by the raging fire poison.
Without any hesitation, Cao Yi used the Sun Scripture to refine the fire poison.
"Why didn't I burn you to death?"
Madam Diyong, who was unable to move not far away, looked resentful.
Cao Yi had no intention of talking to her.
Mrs. Diyong didn't know what method she used to summon Huntian Ling from her soul.
Whoosh! Huntian Ling rushed over, like lightning.
Cao Yi raised his hand and grabbed Hun Tianling.
A divine thought knocked Mrs. Diyong unconscious again.
"Buzz buzz..."
Huntian Ling struggled violently.
Cao Yi happened to force out a burst of fire poison and hit Hun Tianling.
Huntian Ling suddenly stopped moving.
Cao Yi continued to refine the fire poison.
In less than a stick of incense, Huntian Ling recovered again.
Cao Yi injected fire poison again.
Recovery time was shorter this time.
"There is such a thing!"
Cao Yi smiled.
