86_86410 Lin Mohan ignored Xiaoyun's question and answer, just made a little effort, and shook his palm to pull out the trapped dragon nail that bound Zi Xiaoyun. Unexpectedly, not only did the trapped dragon Xuannail not waver at all, Zi Xiaoyun instead spat blood from his mouth and knelt down all of a sudden.

"Ahh

"Ah——? Xiaoyun, what's wrong, what's wrong with you! Why can't you solve it!" Lin Mohan panicked, according to the medical classics in the Divine Doctor Pavilion, if you take out the poisonous needle or secret weapon in the human body, it should be this exercise, but the trapped dragon Xuanmu did not move at all, greedily absorbing the true qi that Lin Mohan transported.

"It's useless, Miss Lin, this is the ancient artifact Trapped Dragon Xuan Nail, these two Xuan Nails were used when Sendai Tianzun subdued the Golden Wing Sun Sculpture! The Golden Wing Sun Eagle has still been surrendered, not to mention that this evil obstacle is a mere mortal who has been hit by five Xuan Nails? Your luck will only allow the Trapped Dragon Xuan Nail to absorb your true qi, but it will hurt this evil obstacle!" Chen Xuanling said to Lin Mohan.

"Shut up, no matter who you are, Xiaoyun can't allow you to scold him for being evil!" Lin Mohan looked at Zi Xiaoyun, who was full of scars, his eyes couldn't help but be wet, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

"This, this Lin Mohan is really bold, and he doesn't even pay attention to the master of the Ten Thousand Methods. The crowd was amazed.

Xiaoyun fell on the cold ground, blood kept flowing out of his mouth, his eyes rolled up slightly, and he saw Lin Mohan, who was crying, comforted: "Mo-Han, I······ I'm fine. Don't, sad!"

At this time, from the sea of people, a beautiful woman came out, she looked at Lin Mohan, and took a deep breath, "Mohan!"

Lin Mohan looked over with a voice, her eyes were full of tears, and she cried and shouted, "Mother!"

This person was none other than Lin Qingyu, the Pavilion Master of the Divine Medicine Pavilion, she walked in front of Lin Mohan, her words were a little angry, "Don't be sad, Zi Xiaoyun has just taken the Gathering Spirit Qi Blood Pill, so her life will not be lost, rest assured, rest assured." ”

"Mother, I, I can't let go of Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun He was wronged······! Lin Mohan said and picked up Zi Xiaoyun's head, crying and slowly wiping the blood on his face for him. "Mother, I beg you, please save him!"

Lin Qingyu looked at her daughter helplessly, with countless entanglements in her heart. Save, how to save? If not, what should Mo Han do?

"Hmph! All of this is to blame for this Zi Xiaoyun, no wonder others! When he killed others, why didn't he think that the pain he suffered at this moment was the same pain that Wen Ren Sect Master and Chilian Tianzun suffered?" said the Rashomon Monk's Strange Path.

"Shut up! Smelly monk! Wenren Zhangjiao and Chilian Tianzun were not killed by Xiaoyun at all! Xiaoyun has been highly poisonous since he was a child, and he can't learn any exercises at all, and he can't even run his true qi, how can he have the ability to kill the supreme Wenren Zhangjiao and Chilian Tianzun!" Lin Mohan looked at the Shutu monk angrily, and then looked at Zi Xiaoyun affectionately, "Use your pig brain to think about it!"

"You!" The monk of the different path was speechless by Zi Xiaoyun's words, and the Ju'an master in the ancient river nunnery stepped forward and pointed at Zi Xiaoyun and sneered: "Zi Xiaoyun, you are like this now, as long as you exchange that demon ** with me, my Guhe Nunnery will not come to trouble you again!"

"Do······ Dream!" Zi Xiaoyun turned his head vigorously and said to Master Ju'an.

This Ju'an Shitai suddenly became angry and scolded: "Little, I will leave you a life, but I don't cherish it well, then don't blame me for being ruthless, whether you kill someone or not, I can't get around you up and down Guhe Nunnery!"

"Cheap (son, who are you scolding!)" Tan Fengliu waved his sword and pointed at Master Ju'an and said, "If I hear you insulting my brother like this again, tell you that the first person to destroy my Heavenly Demon Hall is your Guhe Nunnery!"

"Hmph! There is a kind of you to try, the righteous brother is a cheap species, and this brother is not much better!" With a wave of the Flowing Firefly Immortal Sword in Tan Feng's hand, a green sword qi struck towards Ju'an Shitai.

Just when the two attacks were about to touch, a person suddenly stood in the center, "Amitabha!", Master Wuxin moved a string of red prayer beads in his hand, only to see his arms stretched out to the two shock waves, and suddenly the power of the fairy sword and the dust was all taken down. Two sturdy circular red barriers appeared between the palms of the Heartless Master, "Oooh-", and all the damage dissipated.

"Amitabha. Master Wuxin hurriedly breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew his palms, and stood in front of everyone, "Master Ju'an, can you give Lao Wei a thin noodle and stop for a while?

Master Ju'an looked at Master Wuxin, one of the three great monks of the Great Compassion Temple, and was somewhat in awe in his heart, and hurriedly bowed to the Buddha and replied: "Since it is what you said, Ju'an naturally agreed." ”

Master Wuxin put his palms together, turned his head to look at Tan Feng, and said with a smile: "Amitabha, I don't know this Heavenly Demon Hall's left protector?"

Tan Feng is not an arrogant person, this unintentional master's cultivation is obviously at his own height, and he does not seem to be an unreasonable monk, after all, the good Rashomon of the Great Compassion Temple is incomparable, so why should he offend this high monk, "Everything obeys the master's orders." ”

Master Wuxin smiled, nodded and said, "Amitabha, don't dare, don't dare." Before that, please allow Lao Wei to take a look at the body of the Purple Donor, if the Purple Donor can't support his body now, wouldn't it be a pity when the Qiankun chessboard is opened?"

Everyone looked over one after another, Duanmu Gucheng and Chen Xuanling did not stop it, the abbot of Pudu, Gao Hang naturally had no objections, and everyone's silence also represented tacit consent. Master Wuxin nodded to Master Wule and walked slowly towards Zi Xiaoyun.

Coming to Zi Xiaoyun, Lin Mohan hugged Zi Xiaoyun tightly, and looked at Master Wuxin with a hint of pleading. Lin Qingyu and Xin both walked over, they patted Lin Mohan's shoulder and comforted him a few times before Lin Mohan was willing to put Zi Xiaoyun down. Everyone stood aside, looking at what Master Wuxin would do next, you must know that the trapped dragon Xuan Nail, an ancient artifact, was pierced into the body by this thing, no matter how high your cultivation is, it will definitely not be able to save it. If you are lucky, you will be crippled for the rest of your life, and if you are unlucky, you will be the living dead or even the dead!

Master Wuxin clapped his palms together and said "Amitabha", then bowed to Zixiaoyun and bowed to the Buddha, and said: "Purple donor, I see that Lord Lin has a deep love for you, and I feel that the true feelings in the world are a lot of suffering, if you are really wronged, Lao Qu will definitely change you on behalf of the Great Compassion Temple, if you are really a murderer, I am too sorry for Lord Lin." Amitabha, it's up to you!"

"Huhuhu-" Suddenly a breeze blew, and a golden whirlwind rose from under the feet of Master Heartless. Master Wuxin picked up the string of prayer beads from his hand and said, "Red Rui Rosary, scatter!" One hundred and eight red prayer beads all flew to Zi Xiaoyun's side, and red rays of light kept moving back and forth in Zi Xiaoyun's body.

Master Wuxin stepped on the ground with one foot, and a golden lotus seat suddenly appeared under him, and the lotus seat exuded a faint blue fairy aura, Shangguan Tian stood aside and said to himself in surprise: "Is this the Lotus Flower Mind Calming Technique of the Great Compassion Temple? Sure enough, it's magical!" Master Wuxin urged the lotus, and petals the size of a palm flew up from the lotus seat and wrapped around Zi Xiaoyun's body.

"Xiaoyun!" Lin Mohan looked at Zi Xiaoyun, whose whole body was gradually wrapped in petals, and began to be a little worried, but Lin Qingyu immediately took Lin Mohan's hand and shook his head at her. Of course, Lin Mohan had no choice but to calm down consciously. You must know that the monks of the wordless generation of Dabei Temple are all more famous monks than Wen Renfu and Shangguan Tian, and their seniority is naturally higher than them. Once Master Wuxin comes to the rescue, there is no need to worry about any problems, let alone such a miraculous feat as the Lianhua Mind Leveling Technique!

About half a pillar of incense passed, the Buddhist scriptures in the mouth of Master Wuxin kept chanting, and golden runes circled back and forth around Zi Xiaoyun, making a "Di Di Di" sound. "Open!" Master Wuxin suddenly shouted, his hands merged, and the red rosaries flew back in unison.

Master Wuxin flicked it with one hand, like a crane flipping its wings, and strung all those prayer beads back. Immediately after, Master Wuxin knotted the magic seal in his hand, and the golden lotus flower under his body began to slowly close, and the petals covering Zi Xiaoyun's body flew back. "He-" Master Wuxin spread his palms, and the lotus flower disappeared immediately. All that surrounds Zi Xiaoyun is a wisp of light and smoke.

"Amitabha, the old man can only help here. The next step is to open the chessboard. After Master Wuxin bowed to everyone, he slowly walked towards the center