After noon on the second day.

Taking advantage of Huai'an's walk on the bank of the Wuding River, Yeyu asked him for advice on what he had encountered.

It's just that what he never expected was that Huai'an was unusual, he didn't bother to explain to him a word, and without warning, he poked out a palm and inserted it into his belly, and in an instant, he pulled out the spiritual soil in the sea of Qi in his Dan Mansion, and threw it to the river, transforming into a palace ruin.

This happened so fast that Ye Yu was unprepared at all, and he didn't even have time to scream, he only felt a chill in his body, and the Dan Mansion was empty.

For a moment, the young man thought that he was going to burst out and kill someone, but then he realized that something was wrong, and he held his stomach and exclaimed, "Zen master, what is this doing?" ”

Huai'an said with a flat expression: "Naturally I am helping you, aren't you begging me to help you uproot the Dan soil, this spiritual root has been contaminated with Buddha gas, if you don't empty it, you will suffer from this sleepless day and night, and you will die of exhaustion in a few days, now you can go to the other side of the river to invite some people to come and demolish this place, which can not only offset their Buddha debts, but also cut off your Buddha troubles, so that you can avoid this suffering"

Ye Yan looked at the Danjing in front of him, which was not reflected inwardly, and he was really within his reach, brick by brick, and he was speechless for a while.

To say that his original intention of venturing into the demon was to borrow Huai'an's hand to kill two birds with one stone, not only to eliminate the ruins of Danjing that had been difficult to heal for a long time, but also to escape from this place, but now he can be sure that Huai'an is planning to do what he wants.

Thinking of this, Ye Yu shuddered for a while, only afraid that when he succeeded, that is, when he died.

But the matter has come to this, even if he knows that there is fraud, he has to give up his life.

Ye Mo took a step back from the side and bowed to the ground: "Thank you Zen Master for the grace of reconstruction, Ye Mo is grateful."

Huai An smiled slightly: "It's okay, you go and call someone"

Ye Yu nodded yes, but he didn't walk away, but said again: "Zen master, the villain still has something unknown, didn't you say before that remembering the Buddha's debt with others is equivalent to putting on one's own shackles, just like a tree cutting one branch and marrying another, if he can go out one day, wouldn't it be contaminated with many causes and effects?"

Huai An squinted at him: "Now that your spiritual soil root quality is bad, the lesser of two evils, this is also a helpless thing, you can also wait a few days, and then take a closer look."

Ye Yan's heart hung in the air, and his face stiffened and nodded.

Huai'an walked lazily towards the riverbank in the distance.

Ye Yu stood alone on the bank of the river for a long time, he didn't expect the strange monk to throw him a bait that he couldn't refuse this time.

When it comes to calculating people's hearts, he is not as good as one.

……

In the next few days, Ye Su has been in the ruins of Danjing by the river, and the suffering of sleeplessness has become heavier and heavier, but he has endured it and has not asked Huai'an.

The young man tossed and turned between the ancient city and the Forgotten Worry Pavilion, his mental head became worse and worse, and he gradually couldn't tell which side was really awake and which side was pretending to sleep, and he couldn't sleep with his eyes open and closed anyway, so he spent most of his time pondering what had happened in the past.

Although he and Huai'an incarnate had a heart-to-heart exchange, and already knew that this glazed heaven was transformed by the dreams of all living beings, and there were many other secrets, it was of little help to solve the immediate embarrassment.

In desperation, Ye Yu could only obediently obey, taking advantage of the gap between the porridge stall and the end of work at the porridge stall in the evening, he came to the Wuding Bridge to find Huai'an, and asked to borrow "Yulan Lu" for use.

The strange monk looked haggard at him, and he didn't ask him what he had done in the past few days, but while handing over the account book to him, he ordered a few little demons beside him to go to the ancient city with him tomorrow and recruit as many people as possible.

Yelu pretended to be very grateful and thanked him respectfully.

The next day, the young man put on a set of black robes that Huai'an specially ordered the little demon to bring, and led the four little demons to the ancient city.

However, if he finds a lot of people at once, and the ruins will be emptied in a few days, he is afraid that before he has time to try, he will be killed by the strange monk.

After the group returned to the Forgotten Worry Pavilion, they immediately started work, but more than a dozen bitter masters worked for a whole afternoon, and the cleared place was only the size of a room.

In the evening, Ye Yan sat alone in the ruins and worried, if he continued to do this, he was afraid that it would take a year to get better, but he couldn't wait that long, even if Huai'an didn't trouble him, he would die of exhaustion.

Yeyu was thinking about how to find more people tomorrow, but he saw that the few people who were working went and returned, all with a smile on their faces, and there were about twenty people behind them.

As soon as he asked for the reason, coupled with a few little demon confessions, he realized that there was a mountain of gold sitting under his buttocks, and these stones and pieces of wood under his feet had all turned into gold and jade after they were taken to the other side!

This shocked him very much, and he made some attempts himself, and found that if this was the case, he knew that he had fallen into the trap of the strange monk again, and tomorrow here must be the same situation as when the Forgotten Worry Pavilion collapsed before.

He could only take advantage of these few days to make a desperate bet.

Sure enough, at noon on the second day, many people came to the Huangliang Wharf one after another, and when the Wuding Bridge was raised, people frantically flocked to the ruins on the shore.

Where do you need to draw any Buddhist debts, even if they collect money from the bridge now, they will inevitably squeeze their heads and drill into it.

Standing in the ruins, Ye Yan watched the people around him swing their pickaxes and hammers, and they couldn't dig three feet into the ground, and when they saw things, they put them in baskets regardless of whether they were good or bad, and some old and weak women and children were too weak, so they moved back and forth between the banks of the Wuding River, and they were so busy that they stumbled and felt like crazy.

Huai'an stood at the height of the Buddha Tower, overlooking the busy sea of people below, and muttered: "Senior brother, senior brother, if you don't draw snakes to add to your feet, maybe I really ignore this weirdness on him, I said how can he swim across the Wuding River unharmed, it turned out that someone moved flowers and trees, but unfortunately the water and soil are not adapted, and the success is short, even if you get your Buddha seed golden chalcedony, it is useless, but it is cheap for these prisoners, and see what this little ghost wants."

……

The busy day came to an end in the evening, and the ruins of the palace had been leveled out by a whole floor.

Nightmuffler sat beside a pillar that had fallen to the ground, and waited patiently until midnight before beginning his attempt.

This time, he didn't appear at Kushui Temple immediately, but had a breath of condensation, which made him feel very excited, although it was short.

Because in this time of breath, he found that he could still shine into the Danjing, which was no different from what he saw now.

And with his assumption, he needed at least three breaths of time to support it, and he could go through a whole week to try out whether the method he had thought of before was useful.

In an instant, the young man came to the ancient city again, he gritted his teeth and stood up, walked out of the main hall of the Kushui Temple, came to the well that he loved and hated, as he had done a few days ago, took out a bucket of water from it, poured it on his body, and felt slightly soothed.

He looked down at himself reflected in the water, his cheeks were sunken, his eyes were dark as charcoal, his lips were almost pale, and he really looked like a ghost.

Actually, his idea is not complicated.

If you want to return to Taiping City, it's no fun to go directly.

But he can use the Shanhaijian that exists in Lan Sa's place to transit, but before coming to Liulitian, there was a problem with the celestial induction between him and Baotu.

However, witnessing Huai'an casually extracting the hawker's spiritual root earlier inspired him.

He thought of the villains who had inadvertently run to the ruins of his Danjing to dig gold when he first came to Taiping City.

At that time, he inadvertently used the moonlight to send those people into the mountains and seas, but he tried once before entering the demon, but it was useless to him, and the reason was probably that the moonlight could not shine on him.

And if he can use Huai'an's hand to take out the spiritual soil in his Dan Mansion, Haoyue related to his rest may be able to appear outside the body, maybe it will be successful, even if it doesn't work, then the Dan soil is also a disease for him, and it is not a pity to lose it.

It's just that he didn't expect Huai'an's calculations to be so endless, if this attempt is not successful, then the fate that awaits him will never be better than taking it.

……

Day 3.

When the night was drunk and at midnight, Huai'an also stood on the high place of the Buddha tower and looked up at the night sky.

It's just that this time it's a little different, there is an extra cloud of water around him, and in a trance, it's a human figure wearing a Taoist robe, and his face is blurred.

The strange monk waited for a long time, but he never saw anything abnormal in the sky, and wondered: "Are you sure you read it right?" ”

The figure hurriedly waved his hand and said in a trembling voice: "Absolutely not, there was indeed a full moon hanging in the air at that time, Master Huai'an, please raise your hands and spare the villain's life."

Huai'an ignored the figure's pleading, and gently dusted off the sleeves of his robe to dispel the remnant soul beside him.

He looked at the small figure in the ruins that he thought was just a decoy at first, and after pondering for a moment, he suddenly tore off the black robe on his body, threw it in the direction of the ancient city, and whispered, "Try again"

……

After half of the night was wiped out in the ruins of Danjing, he could finally concentrate on the five breath time, which was enough to complete a big week.

When he contemplated inwardly, he sent a round of Haoyue on the heart lake, transported it along the ancestral vein to the ancestral aperture of the Lingtai above his head, and tried to refine the gods and merge the void, but he did not feel any changes around him.

This disappointed him.

Inside Kusui Temple.

The young man walked out of the main hall a little discouraged, and came to the stone pavilion, poured himself with well water and sobered up, wanted to calm down and think about what was wrong, but when he turned around, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he thought that he had returned to the side of the Forgotten Worry Pavilion, but he found that he was still in the same place, and he couldn't help frowning and looking at the sky, only to see the stars above his head, which had changed day and night, and he couldn't help but be stunned, and then sat on the ground, and closed his eyes again.

In an instant, he felt as if the whole person had broken away from his body in an instant, as if he had turned into a breeze again, floating in the void, overlooking the entire glass sky, very relaxed.

Suddenly, he saw a faint flickering wave at the end of the mighty and uncertain river, like a leap of diving scales.

His heart hung in the air, and he didn't look away.

On the Buddha floor, Huai'an also noticed the abnormality, but his face was still not sad or happy.

It's just that this seemingly eternal composure trembled without warning in the next moment, like a spring gushing from the ground, and it was uncontrollable.

The strange monk's face was flushed abnormally, his eyes were staring at the ice tray that slowly rose from the junction of water and sky in the distance, and his expression was full of thousands of emotions, just like a young student who left home after his temples were gray and returned to his homeland.

Nightmuffler finally saw the moon, the moon he was most familiar with, and was thrilled by it.

But at the same time, he also found a pair of hands, a pair of hands that were constantly expanding in front of his eyes, exuding billowing black flames, like a dark cloud that filled the sky.

He rushed desperately towards the bright moon.

It's a matter of success or failure!