Chapter 1042: Three hundred forty six

Chapter 1042 Chapter 346: Death
The small Lingxiao Peak was crowded with the legends of Beimang, and the breath of the strong made the heavenly secrets into a paste. Not to mention it was just a celestial form, that is, the deity of Wang Fulin was here, and he could not perceive it. The peerless strongman quietly fell into the hot sea of ​​Tianchi.
Ji Xie (xie4), the strongest king of the Ji family, awakens the bloodline of an earth-level third-rank tyrant, and cultivates the indestructible combat body to the second-rank level, opens the heart fire, spleen soil, lung gold, and kidney water. Comprehend the extreme realm through the visualization of the soldier's front tactics, with dozens of gaining secrets, and the ultimate combat power.
In addition to the Ji family's holy master, there are also several elders of the Lingxiaozong who are surrounding the spring eyes of Tianchi Atami, carefully observing the fragmented flesh in the Xuanming stalk, and looking with eager eyes Ji Xie who is performing the operation.
Of course, this was not to heal Wang Chan, but to make another important discovery.
Wang Chan's body and soul are separated. What is even more amazing is that, according to Xu Laoying, Wang Chan used the method of simulating the spirit to cast the soul and built a soul hall.
With the sacred house as the ridge, according to Wang Chan's conception, if it is to climb to the other shore in the future, this soul hall can be built with nine soul palaces to provide for the nine strands of healthy soul.
But right now, Ji Xie, who turned on to observe the pupil, not only did not find the soul palace, but found something more interesting.
"The soul in Wangchan's house has existed for a hundred years?"
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Outside Chaochang City, Fuyun Temple
Not long after Yankong left, Tian Ge'er also took the fat man down the mountain. As for the promised fast meal, naturally the ingredients were not enough to avoid.
In the huge Fuyun Temple, only Yanshan and Tang Luo remained.
In addition to five daily homework, Yanshan also has an extra duty to take care of patients.
Tang Luo, who had been injured by Cihang Baoguang at least twice a day, recovered very quickly, but his heart became more anxious.
Perhaps in Yanshan's eyes, Tang Luo was a living dead who had lost all consciousness, but Tang Luo's consciousness was extremely clear, so his heart became more and more anxious.
He didn't know how far Xingdao had teleported him, he didn't know where he was right now, and he didn't know how long it would take the soldiers to follow the rune.
But he understands that once the pursuers find him, it will be a catastrophe!
It was discovered that Gouchen was Tang Luo, and the first person to die was Longxi. The identity of Yuanzhou's relatives could not keep him, because Xu's sword repairer had threatened more than once that Gouchen would be broken into pieces.
With Tang Zhi's fierce determination, once he found something wrong, he would do his best to expose the indestructible warfare, turning this war that was originally only directed at Longxi into a clarion call for the restoration of the Han family.
When the time comes, the whole world will be messed up into a pot of porridge, and no one can imagine what the Han family will have after a thousand years of recuperation.
If he is only alone, then his eyes will be closed, no matter what the flood is.
But he still has his parents, as well as his stupid brother and lovely sister Nuan!
Because of his stupidity, all these relatives were buried, and he would never allow such a thing.
Not to mention, there are these two good-hearted people who saved him. Although Tang Luo's consciousness is sober, he can only see clearly inside, and the senses of outside vision have long been blurred.
But he clearly saw that the cloud took Shura Divine Heart out of his body, and no one knew how much it would cost to seal such a beating Devil Heart.
There is also this man named by Yankong as a senior. If Tang Luo feels that the Buddhism here is filthy from the contact with Yankong and Feitianjiao, then Yanshan's existence will let him understand that as long as there is such a real Buddhism can't defeat the existence of Zen practitioners with compassion and righteous thoughts.
This is a really good person, he can feel Yanshan's panic when he is being rescued countless times.
That kind of horror is like walking on a steep mountain wall with the most important things on your back. The winding mountain road can only be used by one person, and there are cliffs on both sides, and the person walking with the weight is also blinded. eye.
Faced with such a big fear, Yanshan could heal himself every day. Where did he come from such great compassion?
Such a good person can't be dragged down by me!
On the third day in Fuyun Temple, Tang Luo finally accumulated enough spiritual power to perform the Immortal Wind and Cloud Body Art!
His body covered with gauze is still stiff, but it does not prevent him from stably outputting aura from the pores on his back. It is like being erected by someone on the air. Tang Luo floats up from the bed and follows the open window. The door fluttered out.
The first time he left the room, Yanshan, who was chanting in the morning class, sighed quietly: "Donor, what the is this?"
At this time, Brother Tian was walking up the mountain with meridian meridians, and was seeing Yanshan standing in front of the mountain gate.
"Master, what are you looking at?"
Brother Tian followed Yanshan's gaze to the sky, looking back and asking after finding nothing.
"Jushi Yun, if someone is dying and doesn't want to implicate the innocent, will it cause a disaster?"
Yanshan didn't lower his head, still staring at the clouds outside the sky with a vague look, even the voice of questioning contained a secret.
But Tiange obviously didn't understand what Yanshan was talking about, so he scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Should not?"
"By the way, Master, how is that person's injury?"
After answering the question, Tian Ge mentioned Tang Luo again, and this question finally caused Yanshan to change his posture. He bowed his head to Brother Tian and said: "That layman, just left."
"Leave?" Brother Tian was stunned: "Master, stop joking, his meridians are all broken, his tendons are torn into threads, not even the bones are intact, and the sea of ​​qi is broken into a sieve. There is a trace of spiritual power left, and the Divine Soul Shenshe is even more exhausted. In such a situation, it is not to say that it is walking, or it is squirming. There is nowhere to use it. How should he leave?
Brother Tian, ​​who was certain that Tang Luo could not leave on his own, had a new guess: "Could it be that the chaser holding another magic rune came here?"
Yanshan gently shook his head and rejected all the speculations of Brother Tian, ​​and sighed: "If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the little monk would not believe it. There is such a tough warrior as the will in the world, let alone believe that the world has such a high spiritual power. Control is really hard for us!"
The monks don’t slander, many times Yanshan would rather be silent than make a conclusion on a matter, but with his background, whether it is in knowledge and martial arts attainments, he has to surpass the general martial artist by how much, even he can’t praise him. What is the origin of the utterly young warrior?
Brother Tian became more curious about Tang Luo, and asked, "Master, where did he go?"
"Jushi Yun, please come with the little monk."
Yanshan stepped out and picked up the level with his supernatural feet and through the void, while Brother Tian flicked his sleeves, the cloud turned into a cloud lotus, jumped up, chased Yanshan, and covered the two with mist Stature.
(End of this chapter)