The inner demon disaster is invisible and invisible. You have to survive by yourself. If outsiders get involved, it will easily backfire.

"Young brother, please relax."

Zhiyou Zhenren tightened the whisk on his hand, and his palms kept sweating, and he tried to calm down.

"Junior Sister Lan Xin has always been steady. I must have been prepared for her to survive the immortal tribulation."

Zhang Guo: "..."

He pulled the corners of his mouth, rolled his eyes secretly, and said seriously, "Senior Brother, I'm not nervous."

He knew that in addition to being a good-natured, his senior brother was quite straitor in other aspects.

In terms of fighting, he is not as good as the second senior brother, he is not as good as the third senior brother in communication, he is not as good as the fourth senior sister in charge of internal affairs, he is not as careful as the fourth senior sister in charge of cultivation, he is not as good as the fifth senior brother in charge of cultivation, and he is far less stable than his Zhang Guo is as stable as Lao Gou.

It's even more "unusual" than the character he pretended to be.

However, I vaguely listened to the old monks in the sect chatting about gossip. It seemed that the head teacher had the meaning of the fourth senior sister...

Tsk, it is very difficult for honest people to chase fairies.

However, the senior brother in charge is a "high, rich and handsome" and a "honest person". I guess the fourth senior sister will consider it?

"Ahem," Zhiyou Zhenren paused,

Looking at Zhang Guo's teasing eyes, he suddenly felt uncomfortable all over and waved his whisk and said:

"Junior brother, don't say these gossips anymore. It is the right thing to pay attention to Junior Sister Lan Xin to overcome the tribulation."

Cut, no joke.

Zhang Guo turned around and looked at the beautiful figure on Qixia Peak, and said no more.

I saw that the woman was obviously ready:

She sat cross-legged on a futon made of sycamore wood.

A green lamp behind illuminates the void, bringing some light to the hazy Qixia Peak;

There is an incense burner standing on the left hand, and the incense is refreshing,

There were three things on a stone table in front of him, a volume of Taoist books and jade books, a bottle of elixirs, and a small wooden box.

A shrill and cold wind blew, and the entire mountain heard a faint sound of the sings of gods and demons, spreading from near to far.

Long after Senior Sister Lan Xin survived the physical disaster,

The experienced elders and deacons sent low-priced disciples with low-priced cultivation and insufficient mind to other peaks to settle.

Therefore, this place is much empty than before.

"Um?"

Zhiyou Zhenren's forehead wrinkled into the character "Sichuan", and the whisk on his hands shook and shook, and he muttered to himself in a low voice:

"Okay, why did the junior sister get into weird things?"

Zhang Guo, who was standing beside him, was also a little confused. Isn’t Senior Sister Lan Xin passing through the inner demon tribulation? Why did it appear strange?

I saw a large piece of weirdness suddenly appeared on the body of the beautiful fairy.

All the exposed skin on the face, neck, hands were like crazy, and they grew long red hair.

In a flash, the red hair grew to three inches long.

In an instant, it withered and reborn again, and it resumed over and over again.

Zhang Guo stood up with a long body, although he was puzzled, but he was not panicked.

Senior Sister Lan Xin is still very prepared, so I won’t mention anything else for now.

The futon under her seat is a rare treasure that protects the mind, made of sycamore wood.

Of course, the wutong wood here is naturally not the treasure of the phoenix tribe, but an ordinary wutong spiritual wood that has only been stained with phoenix blood. Shanyuan Temple does not have the ability to get such treasures.

and,

If Zhang Guo did not admit it wrong, the futon under the fourth senior sister's butt seemed to be the one who was the head teacher and senior brother who usually sat...

This dog pair...

Ahem.

Forget it, the senior brother in charge is quite nice to him. He scolded him behind his back, and he was a little bit unkind.

After only a moment, Zhang Guo discovered that

A misty blue light rose from Senior Sister Lan Xin;

The blue lamp behind it was burning more and more intensely, and the inner lamp was sizzling.

The red hair on Senior Sister Lan Xin's face was gradually fading away, and her originally rosy face,

Suddenly it became pale;

The white, dry and chapped lips opened and closed, as if they were chanting the Taoist scriptures in a low voice.

The blue head, which was originally like a waterfall, turned gray and white in an instant.

"How could this be?" Zhiyou Zhenren shook his body and felt sad.

Zhang Guo's face was also a little ugly for a moment, and his fear of becoming an immortal catastrophe deepened a little further.

It seems that my own Immortal Calamity is not enough.

Zhang Guo made up his mind,

If you don’t have a 99:99% confidence, you will never easily overcome the immortal tribulation;

As for the remaining 0.01%, it can only depend on the mood of Master Tiandao.

By the way, Zhang Guo is so handsome, he must not be a Falcon, right?

Surely not.

"Senior brother, don't panic, maybe there will be a turning point, so keep watching!"

Zhang Guo reached out and patted the senior brother in charge of the teacher and comforted him.

Although it depends on the situation, senior sister Lan Xin will most likely not be able to overcome the inner demon disaster.

But what if?

The prehistoric world is the most unscientific place.

Take a step back,

Even if Senior Sister Lan Xin dies, it’s okay.

The senior brother of the head teacher only needs to collect her soul, then bring a heavy gift to the underworld to visit and treat her, and then reincarnate her back to Shanyuan Temple.

This...is the benefits of the backend.

Like some casual cultivators, without master elders, working alone,

If you really die, the physical body will be damaged, the soul will be damaged, and the worst will be destroyed, and there will be no chance of returning.

“Yes, yes!”

Zhiyou Zhenren slapped his forehead and looked a little more relaxed:

"I prepared that thing for Lan Xin, she shouldn't have anything to do."

Which thing?

Zhang Guo wanted to ask, but saw another change in the field.

Only when I met Senior Sister Lan Xin, who was bloodless, had a sudden rosy face. Then she opened her mouth and sprayed a large mouthful of blood mist, dyeing the collars on her chest red.

Then, her jade hand made a move towards the wooden box on the stone slab, and the wooden box opened automatically, revealing a small piece of tree roots.

The dry root is thick, thin, long and short like a little finger, and a layer of green light shines like stars;

At the tips of both ends, a blue mist flows.

All the deacons and elders in the field all turned dark, and their eyes looked at Zhiyou Zhenren and began to become unkind.

Zhang Guo couldn't help but smack her tongue secretly.

I'm good!

In order to pursue the fourth senior sister, the head teacher actually dug out the roots of the Qingling Mother Tea Tree.

wrong......

Previously, the senior brother of the head teacher actually gave me five tea leaves from the Qingling Mother Tea Tree in one breath.

Suddenly, Lu Kun's eyes when he looked at Zhiyou Zhenren began to become unpredictable.

The master teacher, the famous honest man, can even drag people into the water.

This is very unscientific, not fantasy, nor is it a fairy tale!

"Hu~" Zhang Guo breathed a sigh of relief, forced her head to turn and not go to see him.

I will write down this account first and then calculate it back.

As the mother roots of Qingling Mother Tea Tree entered Senior Sister Lan Xin's body, black smoke escaped from her body.

Soon, a faint aura of fairy spirit floated on her body.

Although there is very little fairy spirit, it also indicates that she has successfully overcome the immortal tribulation.

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Chapter completed!