The white snake seemed to be able to feel its horns. It stretched out its tail, touched its head, and then laughed.

White Snake immediately transformed. He stood up, looked at Senior Sheep, and then at Yang Bo, "Isn't Yang Bo awake yet?"

Senior Sheep shook his head, "Not yet."

During this period, Senior Sheep fed Yang Bo the elixir to restore his consciousness every day, but the injury he suffered this time was more serious than last time, and he never woke up.

White Snake took two steps forward. He stared at Yang Bo and said, "It's okay. Fellow Daoist Yang is fine. He will wake up soon."

"This time, I want to thank fellow Taoist Yang, he has made my cultivation even further!"

Senior Sheep asked: "Has your spiritual consciousness recovered from your injury?"ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

White Snake shook his head, "The injury has not fully recovered, and it will take a long time."

"However, I have devoured the energy left by the remnant soul of the Azure Dragon, which has restored most of my soul and improved my strength a lot!"

"Qinglong probably didn't expect that this would be the result!"

Senior Sheep asked in surprise: "The remnant soul of Qinglong is not weak, so why does the power of his self-destruction seem to be limited?"

White Snake laughed, "If Qinglong self-destructs, it will be very powerful!"

"But he didn't expect that Yang Bo's law of time could actually control his remnant soul!"

"When Fellow Daoist Yang used the law of time suspension, I had already used the short time to refine part of the remaining soul of the Azure Dragon!"

"After Fellow Daoist Yang pushed my soul out of his sea of ​​souls, after I returned to my true body, I was like a dragon entering the sea, with my strength reaching its peak!"

"If my consciousness stays in the sea of ​​consciousness of Fellow Daoist Yang, it will only be able to exert half of its strength. If the remnant thoughts of Qinglong explode by themselves, my consciousness will be seriously injured, and Fellow Daoist Yang's consciousness will be completely destroyed!"

Senior Sheep nodded and said nothing more.

The entire battle was basically completed in Yang Bo's sea of ​​consciousness, but before the battle, Yang Bo had already connected with Senior Sheep.

Yang Bo lets Senior Sheep know everything happening outside, so that when Yang Bo is in danger, Senior Sheep can stand up and protect him immediately!

Senior Sheep did indeed do the same thing!

White Snake looked at Senior Sheep and said, "I need to go back to rest and recover from my injuries!"

"If Fellow Daoist Yang wakes up, please tell me!"

After saying that, the white snake waved, and a black bear ran over from a distance.

The white snake said to the black bear: "You are here and listen to the arrangements of fellow Taoist Sheep!"

"If Fellow Taoist Sheep asks you to go look for me, you can just go there!"

Black Bear quickly knelt down and said, "Yes!"

Senior Sheep said: "Qingluan once came to see you!"

White Snake nodded, "I know, I feel it when you feed me the elixir!"

White Snake left here.

Senior Sheep looked at Yang Bo and continued to wait.

Another half month has passed, and Senior Sheep still insists on giving Yang Bo pills every day. Yang Bo's spiritual power is running, refining the pills, but he still doesn't wake up.

The senior sheep even became a little anxious. It took Yang Bo's body directly into the nine-story pagoda and placed him under the purple bamboo ancestral tree.

Under the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree, Yang Bo instantly calmed down, as if there was an invisible force helping him regain his spiritual consciousness.

In the purple bamboo ancestral tree, strands of brilliance fell on Yang Bo's head.

Seeing this scene, Senior Sheep was surprised, but then he was pleasantly surprised again, because he could clearly feel the fluctuations of Yang Bo's consciousness.

A few days ago, this was completely unimaginable to Senior Sheep.

Five days later, Yang Bo finally woke up. He opened his eyes and saw the grass in front of him and the purple bamboo ancestral tree above his head.

Yang Bo turned to look at Senior Sheep and asked, "Thank you, Senior Sheep!"

Although Yang Bo did not wake up, he knew clearly that it was Senior Sheep who sent him under the purple bamboo ancestral tree to speed up his recovery.

Originally, Yang Bo mainly relied on the pills he took every day to repair his injuries, but the power of the pills was really weak, and it would take two or three months to fully recover.

However, when Senior Sheep took Yang Bo into the nine-story pagoda, he felt that strands of purple power fell into his sea of ​​consciousness. This power accelerated the repair of his consciousness!

Coupled with the effect of the brilliance in front of Yang Bo's eyes, Yang Bo finally restored most of his consciousness and woke up.

Senior Sheep shook his head, "By chance, I didn't know that the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree could actually help you!"

"Next, you can practice here for a while!"

Yang Bo shook his head. He looked in the direction of the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree, feeling faintly afraid.

During this period, although Yang Bo received the blessing of the Zizhu Ancestral Tree and his consciousness improved a lot, Yang Bo spent every day in the sound of Sanskrit.

This purple bamboo ancestral tree was planted in the South China Sea. Countless Buddhist monks have practiced under the tree for many years. Because of this, this ancestral tree also carries Buddhist luck.

Yang Bo transplanted this purple bamboo ancestral tree into the nine-story pagoda for many years, but until now, there are still a lot of Sanskrit sounds lingering in his ears.

During this period, Buddhist scriptures lingered around him every day. Yang Bo was almost convinced by the Buddhist scriptures, and even had the idea of ​​becoming a monk.

If he continues to practice here, Yang Bo is really afraid that he will become a monk.

Yang Bo said: "Senior Sheep, you stay under the nine-story pagoda every day, don't you hear the Sanskrit sounds?"

Senior Sheep said: "Are you talking about those lullabies?"

"Every time I hear this sound, I fall asleep."

"I feel the effect is very good. Every time I fall asleep, my cultivation level will improve."

Yang Bo stared, full of surprise, "Do you fall asleep every time?"

Senior Sheep nodded, "I used to be like this, but recently, no Sanskrit sounds have appeared in the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree."

"If it weren't for you mentioning this, I almost thought that the Sanskrit sound of the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree had disappeared. Now it seems that it is not willing to let me hear the Sanskrit sound!"

"Fellow Daoist Yang, this purple bamboo ancestral tree has been planted here for many years. I feel it doesn't have much use, so why not just cut it down?"

"Chop it down and burn it!"

Yang Bo glanced at the Zizhu Ancestral Tree and said, "This is a good idea!"

"You should have said this earlier. I'm going to catch two cows and let's eat roast beef!"

After that, Yang Bo actually took out a machete.

The ancestral purple bamboo tree was frightened, and the bamboo leaves began to rustle.

Yang Bo looked in the direction of the Zizhu Ancestral Tree and snorted coldly, "Okay, so you can understand what we are saying!"

"I would like to ask you, what is your intention?"

"If you draw me to Buddhism, what good will it do to you?"
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