Zou Yao gently held her arms with both hands, turned her back to Meng Xueruo, shook her head and said: "It doesn't hurt! What's wrong? Sister Fairy, did A-Yao scare you?"
Meng Xueruo gently touched her head and said, "How could it be possible? Ayao is the strongest child my sister has ever seen!"
A hint of joy appeared in Zou Yao's eyes, and she turned around and entered the barrel.
At this time, Meng Xueruo took out [Xiaoxiang Dew] from the storage ring, and suddenly the whole room was filled with fluctuations of spiritual power. Meng Xueruo used the spirit gathering law to gather the spiritual power of [Xiaoxiang Dew], and gently mixed it with dew drops.
After entering the wooden barrel, the originally calm water suddenly seemed to be rolling, and more mist was rising.
"Yeah!!!!" Zou Yao suddenly frowned and groaned in pain. She tightly grasped the edge of the barrel with both hands, and her fingers turned white from the exertion.
Meng Xueruo said softly: "The injury inside your body is too cold. You need [Xiaoxiang Lu] to help guide you out of the body and into this water. The process will be very painful, but you must resist it so that you can wait for your father alive."
return!"
"A Yao... can bear it, A Yao... it doesn't hurt!" Zou Yao struggled to spit out these words from her mouth, but she forced them out on her face.
A smile.
Meng Xueruo looked at Zou Yao who was holding on in the barrel, and couldn't help but nod secretly. She had such a character at such a young age. If she could really practice, her future achievements would be limitless.
Qian Chen stood guard outside the door, quietly listening to the movement inside, just in case there was any situation so he could go in for support at any time. However, after listening for a long time and there was no movement, he felt relieved.
About half an hour later, Qian Chen was called in. At this moment, Zou Yao had fallen asleep on the bed, and the originally clear water in the barrel had turned into ink-like black!
Qian Chen stepped forward and gently supported Meng Xueruo, who was a little weak, and said: "Axue, thank you for your hard work. It must have used up a lot of your spiritual power, right?"
Meng Xueruo leaned gently on Qian Chen's shoulder and whispered: "She was poisoned too deeply. I spent almost all my spiritual power to force the poison out and repair the injury. Ah Chen,
I'm a little tired."
However, there was only one bed in the room at this time, and there were no other rooms available. Qian Chen immediately picked up Meng Xueruo and stood there, letting Meng Xueruo lean on his shoulder.
"Axue, sleep peacefully, I'm here!" Qian Chen looked at the small mouth on his shoulder that exhaled like blue, resisted the urge to forcefully kiss her, and said softly.
Meng Xueruo was a little exhausted, smiled weakly and said: "Fool, your hands will be sore if you do this..."
Unexpectedly, Qian Chen shook his head firmly: "No, you can sleep peacefully, my hands will not get sore if I hold you for the rest of my life!"
Meng Xueruo felt a sweet feeling in her heart. This man was so cold and cold, why could he always say some annoying love words to her? But she still couldn't get tired of hearing it.
With sweet words of love, Meng Xuelao gently closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep!
Qian Chen cast a spell, took out the robe from the ring and gently put it on Meng Xueruo. I can't let my Axue catch a cold! He thought so.
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Western Region, Leiyun Temple!
In the grand hall shrouded by Buddha's light, a huge Buddha image sits cross-legged in the middle, with colorful Buddha lights behind his head illuminating the entire Leiyun Temple.
On the left and right are numerous Arhats and Bodhisattvas, all of whom are meditating, lying down, or meditating. The Lord Buddha is expounding the meaning of Buddhism at this moment, and the entire hall is filled with the sound of the Buddha.
At this moment, two figures were kneeling under the main hall, one tall and one short, one old and one young. They were the jade boy and the ascetic monk Du'e.
Du'e was prostrate on the ground, not daring to raise his head. On the contrary, the Jade Boy closed his eyes tightly and chanted the Buddha's name, remaining motionless.
After the Lord Buddha finished his lecture, the gods and Buddhas opened their eyes and looked at the two people in the field.
"Du'e, Yutong, you two are not doing your job well, do you have anything to say?" The Lord Buddha's voice was magnificent and far-reaching. Although the Dharma body was huge and far away, it was as if he was whispering in his ears.
Du'e trembled and said: "I didn't expect to meet the gods on the way. It's Du'e who didn't do his job well. Please ask the Buddha to punish him!"
The Jade Boy clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, when the manpower was exhausted, the young monk did his best!"
At this moment, a Bodhisattva with a peacock on his feet stepped forward, looked at the two of them and said: "That woman is related to the great cause of my Lingshan Mountain, and I specially entrusted this important task to these two. You two actually failed. Do you have any compassion for her?"
"
Jade Boy opened his eyes with relief, "Young monk, you have a clear conscience!"
At this time, the Buddha's huge Dharma form suddenly burst into boundless golden light and enveloped the two of them. After a while, the Buddha's light withdrew and said, "There is nothing to hide!"
"Well, there are too many changes this time, and even I didn't expect them. Can you two retreat?" Lord Buddha's voice sounded, indicating that the two of them could retreat.
Du'e seemed to have received amnesty, and hurriedly thanked him and left the hall. The jade boy also clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddha's name, and went out. Suddenly he turned to the Lord Buddha and said: "Amitabha, Lord Buddha, why are there so many variables?
Why don’t you send all the Bodhisattvas to subdue it?”
The Buddha's light of the Buddha's Dharma image circulated quietly without answering his words. At this moment, Daming King Bodhisattva, who was stepping on the peacock, suddenly stepped forward and angrily shouted: "Bold! Lord Buddha's move must have deep meaning. Do you need to question it? Still.
Get out of here quickly!"
The Jade Boy glanced at the Buddha's Dharmakaya and all the Bodhisattvas in front of him, then turned around and left the main hall.
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One day later, in the goulan of Xifeng City, the handsome Fengque was listening to the opera with great interest and watching the actors and actresses acting out all kinds of love and hatred in the world. She couldn't help but get caught up in it and couldn't extricate herself.
The Qiongqi in my hand couldn't help but couldn't stay any longer. It was born to be a master who couldn't stay still. It wanted to jump up and down at any time. This kind of time was more uncomfortable than killing it.
Qiongqi: "What are these people with ghostly figures on their faces singing? It's so ugly!"
Fengque: "Shut up, you vulgar bastard! If you keep making any noise, believe it or not, I will seal your spiritual power and throw it into a pile of stray dogs?"
The threat of Fengque was immediate. Qiongqi couldn't defeat Fengque, so he could only let Fengque hold it in his arms and endure the old lady's leisurely singing on the stage.
After taking a sip of tea, Fengque suddenly stood up and left the theater. He used his body skills to follow the wind and arrived outside the city in a short time. At this moment, a short figure was waiting there. The spiritual power in his hand was beating uncontrollably, and he moved toward Fengfeng.
Birds are swarming here.
Fengque's eyes were a little lazy, and he seemed a little strange and said: "Monk? Who are you? What do you want from me?"
The figure gently clasped his hands and said: "Amitabha, Master Fengque, and the young monk Jade Boy! I have doubts in my heart. Please don't blame the young monk for disturbing me, Master Fengque." This chapter has been completed!