All the monks in Fanyin Temple knew that Senior Brother Mingjing was cold, reserved, and unkind, until one day someone happened to pass by in the secret realm and discovered that he was hammering Junior Brother Mingkong into the sky.

Mingkong's smile stayed at the corner of his mouth. Looking from a distance, he could only see a glowing head flying in the air.

If you look carefully, you will see that his body is upright, and Mingjing is holding his ankles and hitting him on the clock, like a swaying human-shaped windshield wiper. The situation is so weird that a child would have nightmares for half a year after seeing it.

The bells rang loudly, all beasts were frightened, and the golden light spread out like layers of waves in the gradually darkening sky.

Xu Yi covered his ears and used his sword energy to resist the vast and endless spiritual pressure. His scalp was numb from the tossing: "Why do I think Mingkong's head is more useful than Zhong Chu?"

What he said was true. As a talented disciple of Fanyin Temple, Mingkong had practiced the magical power of Vajra body protection for many years. His body had gradually transcended the realm of ordinary people and was running further and further away from the thousand-year-old steel bars.

To be honest, from an absolutely fair and righteous perspective, Mingkong is far better than his senior brother’s original Zhongchu in terms of sturdiness and ability to withstand spiritual power——

Even if you want to compare the crispness of the two sounds, you only need to knock the young monk's bare head on the bell. At the moment when the skull and black iron are in close contact, without too many words, you can win without any suspense.

Ning Ning was amazed to see that there were so many talents in the secret cultivation world.

There are suonas, Buddhist bells, erhu, and various musical instruments in the front, and there are stewed eggs, human body bells, and pestles in the back. Perhaps this is the legendary saying of "making the best use of everything and making the best use of people's talents." Only she can't think of it, and they can't do it without them.

The two disciples of the Beast Control Sect were already invincible, but unlike the Xuanxu Sword Sect who could use sword energy as a shield, they were knocked unsteady by the sound of the bell. In the end, the female cultivator shouted at the top of her lungs: "Don't knock.

Now, we admit defeat!"

The moment the words rang out, the sound of the Sanskrit bells faintly dispersed, leaving an unfinished lingering sound.

Each mountain is higher than the other, and the world of cultivation is full of talents.

The two members of the Beast Control Sect never expected that their proud and showy moves would be restrained by even more showy tricks. They had no choice but to hand over all the tokens in tears, and finally looked at each other with tears in their hands.

And faded out of the secret realm of trials.

Mingkong Mingjing had obviously noticed Ning Ning and others a long time ago. After taking the tokens, they all looked over.

Qiao Yan was so frightened by the scene of the human body being hammered that she subconsciously took a step back and stood next to Ning Ning.

"Amitabha."

Mingkong put his hands together with a smile and bowed slightly: "Buddha said that looking back five hundred times in the past life can lead to one passing by in this life. The young monk and the donors are so predestined, it must be the blessing accumulated in the previous life.

"

Buddha: Go away, I never said that.

"Congratulations, donor!"

Mingjing also slightly raised the corners of her mouth, and her whole body was full of elegance and easy-goingness belonging to the Buddhist youth: "We said goodbye to each other in Yishan many years ago, and we have never seen each other again. It is really fate that we meet today."

He Zhizhou rarely encounters equally matched opponents. Ye Zongheng is one of them, and so is Master Mingjing.

Because of this person's shamelessness, Tsinghua University and Peking University have to add a new subject specifically for him, called "Challenging the Limits of Human Endurance - Taking You into the Study of Shamelessness".

With a little more development, it can be sent to the national cultural heritage, and staying together with those thick ancient city walls can be regarded as acknowledging the ancestors.

He Zhizhou:......

He Zhizhou: "Haha."

His temper got worse and he didn't want to pay attention to this white-eyed wolf at all. He was about to tilt his head and ignore him with dignity, but the next moment he heard Mingjing continue:

"The young monk has always been grateful to the benefactor for saving his life. Since we meet now, let's give all the tokens we took away to him."

After saying that, he actually reached into his sleeve and took out eight square tokens.

He Zhizhou wanted to refuse.

But he gave too much.

"If all the stolen tokens are given away, Master Mingjing will only have one for himself."

He Zhizhou looked like he was receiving red envelopes during the Spring Festival, and he pretended to be polite with his relatives: "No, no, no, what should I do if I get eliminated?"

Mingjing cooperated with him very sensibly: "As a monk, you can do whatever you want, everything is destined. The young monk came to this secret place just for experience, so don't worry too much, please don't worry."

Ning Ning watched her senior brother happily accept four of the pieces, and all he had to say to Ming Jing was, "Let's go together for the rest of our lives." Maybe this was the friendship between men, which she really didn't understand.

She was silent for a moment and asked softly: "It's getting late now and it's almost night. Where are the two young masters planning to go?"

He responded with a clear and gentle voice, completely missing the temperament of hitting people, and he looked like a melancholy literary young man: "We use the sky as a quilt and the earth as a mat. We monks are used to ascetic cultivation, and we prefer to live between heaven and earth. The Buddha said

, The lingering world of mortals is not what I like, falling leaves are my destination.”

Buddha Feng Ping was killed, Ning Ning's heart was pounding and her toes were almost digging out of the three bedrooms and one living room.

Unexpectedly, He Zhizhou got the token and was so excited that he even spoke in a deep voice with the tone of a speech under the national flag: "It seems that we and the two young masters are destined to part ways today. It's a pity that we missed the upper edge of the Sansheng Stone by mistake, causing this life-threatening conflict.

The calamity that passes by is that the flowers will eventually fall, and the destiny will eventually end, alas!"

...You actually fell into the drama so quickly!

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Ming Kong Ming Jing quickly said goodbye and left, while Ning Ning and the others followed Qiao Yan back to the hut next to the waterfall to rest for a while.

The little fox couldn't forget the two monks, and asked as he walked: "My parents often say that there are many young talents in the world of cultivation, are they referring to them?"

Ning Ning was silent for a moment: "Well, the back wave always needs to constantly innovate and improve on the basis of the past, otherwise how can it beat the front wave to death on the beach."

It was almost evening when they returned to the waterfall. They had worked hard all day. Unexpectedly, not only was the bamboo basket empty of water, but they caught nothing except tokens. There were more and more doubts, which made people completely confused.

.

The demons in the Water Mirror Formation, the fate of the Spirit Fox lineage, and the most critical whereabouts of the Burning Sun Bow were all shrouded in mist. Ning Ning could only glimpse a vague corner, but could not see clearly.

Qiao Yan had a fiery temper after all. After returning to the settlement, she hurriedly led everyone to find Qin Niang. With her ears drooped down, she briefly described the general story of the matter.

"The Burning Sun Bow...has disappeared?"

The woman sitting in the wheelchair coughed slightly, her eyebrows frowning slightly: "How could...cough!"

Halfway through, he raised his eyes and looked straight at the daughter beside him: "Mother has told you a long time ago not to take risks in Xishan. Fire Phoenix and Demon Clan are not things you can solve - if you think you are confused, when the time comes

If there is an accident, what should I do?"

"I, I just want to save you!"

Qiao Yan was so worried that she gritted her teeth and said: "The water mirror formation is gradually declining. If the demons break through it one day -"

"Xiaoyan."

Qin Niang gently held her cold and trembling hand: "We are dying people. We rely on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the secret realm to survive. Once we leave this place and go to the outside world, we will soon die due to spiritual exhaustion. Listen.

Mom, just tell me, when all the little Taoist masters have finished their training and the door to the secret realm is opened, you can leave with them."

This was the first time that the thin window paper between mother and daughter was broken and the matter was openly discussed.

How could Qiao Yan agree? She immediately blushed and shook her head.

"We tried our best to eliminate the demons back then. Even if you can get the Burning Sun Bow, so what?"

Qin Niang continued to speak: "It has been several years since the war. Presumably, the underwater monsters have already recovered most of their strength. They are just waiting to break out of the formation. You will definitely not be able to eradicate them with your own strength - not to mention that the burning sun is now

I still don’t know where the bow is.”

As soon as these words came out, Qiao Yan was completely speechless.

Ning Ning looked at her with some worry and asked Qin Niang softly: "Speaking of this matter, do you know anything about it?"

The woman's face was paler than what she had seen during the day. She must have been losing her spiritual power all the time and could no longer sustain it for much longer: "The Burning Sun Bow has always been hidden in the secret door. Only the leader of the clan can obtain it.

, Before the war, the jade pendant had been kept by my husband, and was later robbed by the Fire Phoenix. I don’t know the inside story. "

She paused and then said hesitantly: "Perhaps the demon clan used a trick to steal it, or maybe something happened to the clan -"

At this point, he suddenly stopped.

The only divine bow that could resist the attack was stolen. If the demons hadn't done it themselves, then there must have been a traitor among the Linghu clan. As for who the traitor was, no one could make a final decision.

"Even if the divine bow is still there, it won't change the situation at all."

Qin Niang looked in the direction of Qiao Yan again, with a hint of determination in her eyes: "Mom, I don't care about its whereabouts anymore, I just hope you can live a good life. Promise me not to take risks again.

When the secret realm is opened, we will leave this place."

Qiao Yan gritted her teeth and said nothing. Her eyes were red and swollen, and she tried hard not to shed tears.

She had waited for so long, and finally waited for the disciple of the Immortal Sect who could defeat the Fire Phoenix. She had placed all her hopes in that divine bow. But now all her wishes were shattered in an instant, and she had to face an extremely cruel choice.

——

Either escape from the secret realm and live alone, or stay and die with the tribe.

"The spirit fox lineage has been in the secret realm for thousands of years. Now there is a big change. If you are also buried here, there will be no more inheritance. This matter is of great importance. You should go back to your room to be quiet and think more about it.

Fan.”

Qin Niang sighed: "It's getting late now. If you don't mind it, you guys, please rest here."

She spoke restrainedly, and Ning Ning immediately understood that this was an order to exclude guests, lowered her voice and nodded: "We understand."

Everyone quickly said goodbye to Qin Niang. When they came out of the room, Qiao Yan was in an extremely low pressure state, keeping her head down without saying a word.

Unexpectedly, just after taking a few steps, I met two unexpected people.

Ning Ning, who was standing behind and pushing the wheelchair, remembered that it was the kid from the Fox Clan named "Xiao Zhao". When they were fighting against Neonlight Island, it was this kid who made the illusion of the secret door under the waterfall to make it look fake.
To be continued...