Under his feet was an endless abyss, and countless hands in the abyss with blood, like demons dancing wildly, kept rushing upward, and an inch of purple clothes was swallowed up immediately after a flash in the hands of everyone.

"Purple Lotus!" the young man tried his best to get closer to the place where the purple clothes had disappeared, but he felt that he was getting farther and farther.

Suddenly, a yellow-brown withered claw burst out of the bush, and the boy saw it pierce his mother's back without pausing and come to his throat.

"Ahh

"Zilian! Luofeng!" the young man overturned the futon, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, he felt a wave of dizziness, and he staggered to the edge of the bed, grabbed the table, knocked over two teacups, and dragged his lower body to the door.

"Purple Lotus...... Luo Feng ...... "The strength on his body seemed to dry up quickly with the sweat on his back, and Nalan Zhifeng lay on the ground and grabbed the threshold and wanted to lean out.

"Bang Dang!" The sound of the copper basin falling to the ground pierced the entire courtyard, and the little monk under the moon gate stared at Nalan Zhifeng with his big mouth open and big eyes facing Nalan Zhifeng who fell at the door, and immediately became in a hurry after jumping three feet excitedly, while wanting to run out and shout at the same time, he wanted to go up and help Nalan Zhifeng, and after a while, the little monk ran towards the door, but turned his head and stretched his neck and shouted to the outside:

"Master, Master, Wake up with the wind, wake up with the wind!"

Nalan raised his eyelids hard, saw the little monk rushing with excitement on his face, and muttered: "Why is this unconscious guy here...... and fainted.

When he woke up again, it was already midnight, and Nalan Zhifeng saw a smooth head slowly stretched out, and he shook Nalan Zhifeng's body, turned his head and called behind him: "Master, he woke up again." ”

Nalan looked at the dust on the little monk's face, and squeezed out a smile on his tired face: "Why are you here?"

"It's Cao Yangming, he left a letter on my desk the night before the accident, asking me to quickly call someone to come to Wanhua Valley, saying that it would be too late. Jiekong scratched the back of his head, lowered his head in shame, and the sadness in his eyes could not be erased, "I persuaded them for a long time, but the uncle and the abbot in the temple didn't believe my words, saying that I was messing around, and I had no choice but to pull the master alone." ”

An old monk behind him stroked his head and couldn't help sighing: This fool was born to kill bones and be stubborn by nature, but his heart is not bad, and he knew it many years ago. But that night, when he rushed into his meditation room with the letter with a pale face, he was still suspicious, as if he understood his hesitation, slammed the door and disappeared the next day.

Hongyu only felt that the matter was serious at that moment, and he hurriedly rushed towards the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, and it was not until noon that he found a muddy Jiekong running on the mountain road more than ten miles away.

"Thank you, Master, for saving your life. Nalan Zhifeng wanted to bow down to the ground, but was immediately stopped by Hongyu, who found the signs.

"Hey~ Lao Wei obviously learned the news but failed to arrive in time to Wanhua Valley, it's really a sin......"

Hongyu looked ashamed, if he hadn't delayed the opportunity, Wanhua Valley would definitely not have died tragically overnight. In addition, he was still afraid in his heart, if he didn't go to find the void, he would definitely die of exhaustion. Another thing is that he was shocked and admired by Cao Yangming in Jiekong's mouth: There are not a few people in the rivers and lakes who can observe the heavenly phenomena and predict the heavenly tribulation, but it is the first time that people who can know about the human tribulation and advance it so early.

"Don't blame yourself, if it weren't for the master, the kid would have died in Huangquan. Nalan folded his upper body and bowed slightly to thank Hongyu, and then his eyes changed in a blink of an eye, and his eyes were full of hatred, "I don't know if I can see my enemy when the master comes, do you know who he is?"

There was a dead silence in the room, and Jiekong looked at Hongyu's lips that wanted to speak and stopped, and his heart was full of anxiety. After a long time, Hongyu sighed helplessly, and finally said out loud: "The monks don't speak, I did meet them that night, one of them was seriously injured in a black robe, and refused to speak from beginning to end. The other man saw his face and knew the man......"

"The master may have told Orikaze!" the boy immediately grabbed Hongyu's hand, and the anger on his face was unmistakable.

Hongyu stared at Nalan for a long time, his eyebrows were struggling, and when he let go, his tone was unconsciously lighter: "If the poor monk informs him, I don't know what the little master has planned." ”

"The hatred of destroying the door is not shared with the sky, and it will be repaid with blood!"

"Hey, although it is expected, but please forgive the little master, the old man must not speak. At this moment, the Hongyu monk of Delong Wangzun in the rivers and lakes combined his palms at the head of the bed, and bent his waist towards the young man on the bed, "The monks have always put benevolence first, and they must not kill to stop killing, and the poor monk knows that it is indeed an enemy of the little master, but he really can't bear to start a bloody battle again, and he goes against the rules of Buddhism." ”

"Master is confused!" Jiekong looked at the old monk in front of him who was praised as a sage, and the tears in his eyes could no longer be stopped, and he immediately rushed out of the door.

Nalan Zhifeng pulled the quilt with both hands, the teeth in his mouth were clenched by him, he stared at the old monk in front of him who bowed his head, the cheekbones of his cheeks kept moving, and finally he seemed to have unloaded all his strength, his hand slowly slipped off Hongyu's arm, his head leaned heavily on the head of the bed, and he slowly closed his eyes, and a line of hot tears fell on the pillow from the corner of his eye.

"The master has his own difficulties, and he still understands the wind. ”

Hongyu lowered his head with his palms and did not raise his head, and no longer dared to look at Nalan Zhifeng.

"I wonder what the situation of my two friends is?" Nalan finally remembered the most important thing in his choked throat, he didn't care about his weakness and grabbed the corner of Hongyu's clothes.

As soon as the poor monk entered the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, he felt that the yin qi at the foot of the Extreme Heavenly Peak Mountain was gathering, and when he saw the two of them, they knew that they would lose both sides when they were entangled, and finally led people to retreat. I searched for the source of the yin qi to find the little lord of Luofeng who was being attacked by a hundred ghosts, and relied on the pure yang Buddha qi practiced by the Buddhist monks to drive away most of the yin qi in his body, but for some reason there are still a small part of it like maggots on tarsal bones, and the old man has nothing to do about them, but it should be harmless. Hongyu's words became more and more solemn at the end, "As for you and the other little girl, if you hadn't reluctantly told each other before the little lord Luofeng fell into a coma, I'm afraid that you would have been buried in Tan Zhong now, but it's just ......"

Nalan Zhifeng looked at Hongyu's frowning brows, and the feeling of uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

"The pool is so dead for some reason, and the little girl has been in it for a long time, and the dead air has penetrated into the internal organs and eroded the body. All people in the dust have three souls and seven souls, the three souls are divided into 'heavenly soul', 'earth soul' and 'human soul', respectively, imprisoned in the heavenly prison, bound to the underworld and locked in the human body, the little girl is dead, the human soul is afraid that it has been corrupted by the death gas for eight points, if the remaining two points are not kept, the seven souls will also fly away, but these three souls and seven spirits are beyond the control of extraordinary people......."

"Zilian!" Nalan shouted in his heart, and suddenly came back to his senses and remembered something: "Then why am I okay!"

"I don't know when there is cold poison in the small body of Nalan, the poison is so deep that it is mixed with the internal qi, although the dead qi in the pool is very much, but the little master can also rely on this to support one or two. ”

"Is there a way to save her?!"

"It's not incurable. There is only one thing in the world that can save her, and that is the 'Eight-Colored Snow Lotus', which contains the divine effect of transforming the world's 'Eight Sufferings', even if it can't repair the little girl's soul, it can also help her get rid of her death and get rid of the danger of life and death. Monk Hongyu's face was not relaxed at all, "But if you use this method, it is to dissolve her current 'death' calamity to continue the life of the mortal world, and one day in the future, when the body is old and corrupt and can no longer lock the soul, the remnants of the human soul of the little girl cannot be reincarnated like ordinary people." ”

Suddenly, a cold wind blew in from the window, extinguishing the candles in the house. In the dark, every word that Monk Hongyu spit out was like molten iron in Nalan Zhifeng's heart.

"Can you think about it?"