After walking a few steps, Wusheng suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong, junior brother?"

"Senior brother, you go back first, I'll be here later."

"Okay." Wudai was stunned, and then returned to Lanruo Temple alone.

Wusheng stood there quietly, looking up at the sky, turning around to look at the surrounding mountains and forests, Lanruo Temple nearby, and Black Mountain in the distance.

Everything is still the same as before, but everything has become different again.

He saw the rolling clouds in the sky, and knew that there were raindrops to fall.

A cold wind blew by, and he knew that the wind came from the Black Dragon Pond because the wind carried unrecognizable water vapor.

He came to the pagoda forest outside the temple, walked among the weeds, reached out to caress the broken and old pagodas, and felt the Dharma inside.

Wusheng suddenly spread his palms, and the vast magic power quickly enveloped the pagoda. He could clearly feel every pagoda, standing and collapsed. A faint light lit up on these pagodas, and the Buddhist mantras and bronze inscriptions engraved on it seemed that there was a faint light flowing. This was a response to his Buddhist magic power.

Put your hands together and retract your great magic power.

The light disappeared in the Tallinn, and the weeds swayed in the wind, as if they were a little happy.

Wusheng took a deep breath.

Heaven and earth, mountains, forests, temples, have become different.

None of these has changed, it was him who changed.

After a period of spiritual fire tempering, he seemed to have been transformed.

In Lanruo Temple, Wudue, who returned to the temple, told the news that Wusheng came out of the innate fire gourd to monk Kongxu and Kongkong. Both of them were very happy after hearing the news.

"Okay, as long as people are fine."

Monk Kongxu suddenly looked up outside the temple, in the direction of the pagoda forest, frowned slightly, then stretched out, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

"Junior brother, Wusheng?" Monk Kongkong saw that Kongxu had vaguely guessed something when he looked at Kongxu's expression, and Monk Kongxu nodded.

"Okay, okay, that's great!" Monk Kongkong smiled and stroked his beard, as happy as a child.

Outside the temple, Wusheng looked at the "Haoyang Glass" in his hand. This time he absorbed countless spiritual fires. It basically revealed its original true appearance, simple and heavy. The unknown seal script and symbols on it seemed to be born, rather than later seal carvings. He and this magic weapon were connected to each other and went further.

As soon as he changed his hands, Hao Yangjiang disappeared.

He reached out and patted the innate fire gourd hanging around his waist.

"Thank you so much!"

When Wusheng returned to the temple, he saw monk Kongxu and Kongkong playing chess while playing Bodhi tree. Both of them were smiling and very happy.

"Master, Master."

"I'm out, I'm not hurt, are you?"

"No, Master."

"That's good, have a good rest."

Kongxu looked up and fell down from above and looked at it.

“How does it feel?”

"very good."

"Keep arrogance and impatience, and keep working hard."

"Yes, Master, I strive to achieve new success."

Wusheng really didn't want to watch them play chess, so he said that and was about to go back to his meditation room. After walking a few steps, he suddenly heard a strange laugh from behind. When he looked back, he saw that Monk Kongkong was laughing, and Kongxu was actually laughing too.

Master is going to get sick, will this disease be contagious?

He stared at the two monks playing chess for a while and then returned to his meditation room until he was sure that the two of them were still in normal condition.

Wudou prepared a sumptuous supper in the kitchen.

At the dining table, after hearing what Wusheng had encountered in the gourd, the monks just kept nodding, stuttering, stuttering, and sighing, especially monk Kongxu.

"Where does so much fire come from a gourd?!"

Wusheng felt that the spiritual fire inside was even more violent and lasting than the "earth fire essence" obtained when he was in the Western Regions that day.

Kongkong, Wunun, Wusheng looked at Monk Kongxu, and Monk Kongxu was on the pan.

"Some of the fire inside may be born from it, and part of it is absorbed later."

"When I was outside Lin'an City, I saw the Taoist in red who wanted to use this fire gourd to absorb the luck of Lin'an. Wouldn't it be burned by the fire inside when I entered?"

"It probably won't be possible. This magic weapon must have something wonderful, but we just don't know." Monk Kongxu said.

"It's useless to keep this thing. It's full of life. It's not even possible to fill the most basic thing." Wusheng looked at the fire gourd hanging around his waist.

"If you really don't want it, you can give it to your teacher." Monk Kongxu said with a smile after hearing this.

"Then exchange the Qiankun cloth bag." Wusheng said without thinking.

"You'd better keep it for yourself and think about it slowly!" Monk Kongxu took a bite of the dish.

The next day, in the morning, the sky was still a little gloomy, and I hadn't seen the sun for more than a month since I sacrificed to heaven.

Wusheng was thinking about entering the Demon Subduing Array and then refining the Demon. He felt that he had gained a lot by the spiritual fire in the innate fire gourd this time, and his realm seemed to have improved a little, and he wanted to strike while the iron was hot.

After he told the monk Kongxu this idea, he was persuaded by monk Kongxu and asked him to wait for two days of peace.

"I think I'm quite stable!" Wusheng felt quite unsolvable after hearing this.

"No hurry, no hurry." Monk Kongxu patted his shoulder.

"Then let's wait for two more days." Wusheng didn't know why his master asked him to wait.

After noon, two people came to Ningjia Village at the foot of the mountain. They were very anxious because something strange happened at the foot of the mountain.

After nearly twenty days of rain, a strange bug appeared in the fields near the village, with a large number of them. They ate whatever they saw. At first, they only ate trees, leaves, bark, and trunks. Later, some people entered the village and started biting people, animals, and meat.

"What kind of bug?"

"I'll bring one more."

One of the villagers took out a piece of rag, which was wrapped in a strange insect, which looked like a cockroach and was slightly smaller.

"How many days have it been?"

"Well, it's been six or seven days. At first we didn't take it seriously, but there are more and more monster bugs."

Several monks discussed it, and Gongxu and Wusheng and his disciple went down the mountain with the two villagers.

When I arrived at the foot of the mountain, I happened to meet a few people from the village holding tools to kill these insects. However, they were not big and moved quickly. They could get in as soon as they saw a hole. They bite people when they were not paying attention. The bitten area quickly became red and swollen, which was extremely difficult to kill.

After seeing Wusheng and Kongxu, they hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.

Wusheng had quick eyes and quick hands. He grabbed a bug in his hand and pinched it in his hand. Under the Buddha's light, the bug died in an instant.

"This bug is afraid of Buddhism?"

Wusheng found a jar, then grabbed a few more insects and put them in. As soon as the Buddha light shone in his hand, the insects immediately lay down straight, and the corpse broke with a light touch.

The master and apprentice came to the back mountain of the village accompanied by two villagers. A large area of ​​trees on the mountain was eaten away. You could hear the rustling sound, and a large area of ​​insects could be seen on some trees.

After detecting someone going up the mountain, these bugs came down from the trees and flocked towards the group.

Wusheng emitted the Buddha's light, and before they could get close, they turned around and scattered, rinsing and eating the trees. Obviously, they were extremely afraid of the Buddhism in Wusheng's body.

"Where did this bug come from? It was brought in it when it rained?" Wusheng was very puzzled.

Kongxu didn't reply, but checked carefully in the fields. Because it rained one after another, the ground was filled with mud, and some small holes could be seen, and the bugs should have crawled out of it.

When he walked to a certain piece of land, Monk Kongxu suddenly stopped and looked at a place not far away where there were many holes on the surface of the soil, like a honeycomb.
Chapter completed!