Guarding the prison for thirty years: Exiting the land sword fairy

Embers of fairy fire.

Fairy Linglong gave them one last help before she disappeared.

Scattering the black mist of calamity energy, the whole world gained a brief light.

"The old man is right. This trip must be safe and sound..." Mei Gan said happily.

Holding the bronze mirror in his left hand and the gossip plate in his right, he strode up to Ziyang, bowed and said, "I've seen Daozi!"

"En." Ziyang nodded.

Looking at the Gate of Yin and Yang behind him, he said nervously, "Get out of here quickly, it's not suitable to stay here for long."

Done.

Walk side by side with the old way, step into the rippling portal.

Qi Shiyun paled and followed closely behind.

"Old Wang, why haven't I seen you for a few days, and you have another big fat boy?" Xiao Luo joked.

Looking at the white and fat Tong Bao opposite, I couldn't help reaching out to pinch his cheek, and said with a smile: "Come on, call Uncle Luo, Uncle will give you something delicious."

"Can you see him?" Wang Hao asked in surprise.

He frowned, revealing an incredulous expression.

"What's the matter, can it be that my eldest nephew can't see the light?" Xiao Luo asked.

Curling his lips, he didn't take it seriously, turned his head to look at Hong Yong and Xue Xing, and complained: "I'm not blind, such a big fat boy, who wouldn't see it?"

"I have seen Master!" Hong Yong stepped forward and bowed.

"Ayong, can you see what he said?" Wang Hao said.

"The disciple doesn't know what Uncle Luo is talking about. There is no one around the master."

Hearing his words, Wang Hao suddenly nodded.

Patted his shoulder, smiled and said: "Go, let's get out of here..."

Xue Xing walked past Xiao Luo, Xiao Luo grabbed his arm and asked with a complicated expression: "Boy, can't you see?"

"I don't know why Luo Laotou gestured to the air?" Xue Xing replied honestly.

Stepped past him, came to Wang Hao, and said respectfully: "Xue Xing, a disciple of the Thief Sect, has met Judge Wang."

"Well, have I seen it somewhere?" Wang Hao nodded.

He turned around and walked into the Yin-Yang portal.

Just about to step into the water.

Suddenly, the vicissitudes of the mysterious old way came to my ears: "Young generation, take good care of my grandson..."

"The juniors know."

The words fall.

Tong Bao turned into a ray of white light and rushed into his blue-grained divine wood alchemy furnace, and followed him away from the Immortal Medicine Academy, which had become a place of great evil.

Ronaldinho was left standing alone.

Neck shrank, nervous: "Could there be something dirty here?"

Terrified.

No one saw the big fat boy he said, only he saw a real boy.

Everyone looked at him as if they were looking at a fool.

He was so frightened that his ass tightened, and he ran after them.

Whoa!
The water is rippling.

As the last person left, the distinct yin and yang spring eyes began to merge into one, and the surrounding black air swept in again.

Step through the spring channel.

Wang Hao came to the peak in the middle of the five palaces, and in front of him was the twelve-story Xuanhuang Pagoda.

When Xiao Luo climbed out of the water, the spring under his feet began to rippling, lost its vitality, and instantly became dim, emitting bursts of foul smell and corruption.

Frowning slightly, he questioned, "What's wrong with Wang Qingquan?"

"Fellow Daoist Wang, you don't know that this spring is the Yin-Yang Spring, and the other side of the channel is the Yang Spring, also called Ganquan, which contains vitality and can kill human flesh and bones." Mei Gan explained.

He stroked the goatee on his chin, and continued to explain: "The side of the passage is Yinquan, also known as Huangquan, which is the water of death condensed by the negative emotions of the deceased on the way to life. It contains unknown, curse and death. The power of it can deprive people of life, it is very dangerous."

"The channel disappears, the natural yin and yang return to their place, and life and death are separated."

"So that's the case." Wang Hao said thoughtfully.

Open the storage bag and get some bottles and cans out of it.

"Why are you doing this?" Mei Gan asked puzzled.

"Since this is water from the Yellow Spring, I must collect some for future contingencies." Wang Hao explained.

"What Fellow Daoist said is very true." Old Taoist Mei Gan nodded.

talking.

Also joined the ranks of his water.

"Bang!"

Ziyang opened the alchemy furnace and released Monk Zhenjian who had only one arm left.

He said calmly, "Master, this place is safe."

"Thank you Daozi for your help!" Monk Zhenjian thanked him sincerely.

"Hey! Where does this master practice, and why is he so miserable?" Xiao Luo asked in surprise.

Seeing his lack of arms and legs, he was greatly shocked and couldn't help feeling respectful.

Physically disabled and determined.

But it takes a lot of talent and perseverance to be able to cultivate to the Composite Realm!
"The old monk's name is Zhenjian, and he is practicing in the secret Zen of the Western Regions. If the benefactor intends to enter my Buddhist school, the poor monk is willing to open the door for you." Monk Zhenjian smiled.

heard.

Xiao Luo quickly shook his head like a rattle, and refused: "Come on! I'm not interested in eating vegetarian food and reciting Buddha's name..."

"Benefactor, I see that you have a deep connection with Buddha, and you have a predestined relationship with my Buddha, so don't think about it any more." Monk Zhenjian said without giving up.

With a painful face, looking at his burly figure, his eyes couldn't help but burst into surprise

The more I look, the more I like it.

"I don't think about it, and I don't dare to think about it..." Xiao Luo repeatedly waved his hands.

Meeting the great monk's fiery eyes, he felt his back tightened and his back felt cold, and he cursed: "I'm not interested in Buddha, I only like women, and I can fight fifty times a night!"

Hearing the obscene words in his ears, Monk Zhenjian was not angry but happy.

The light in the eyes became brighter and brighter, and he said in surprise: "Sure enough, the benefactor and my Buddha are destined!"

"Is there a fate?" Xiao Luo widened his eyes and felt speechless for a while.

"That's right, relying on the wisdom root of the benefactor, you can just comprehend the Zen of my sect's supreme joy!" Monk Zhenjian explained.

"Happiness Zen?" Ronaldinho was taken aback.

Immediately.

He grinned, licked his lips, pulled him aside, rubbed his hands together and said, "Master, let's go to the side and talk about it."

The two looked at each other.

Monk Zhenjian smiled knowingly, folded his palms together and said, "Benefactor's advice!"

Soon.

Xiao Luo walked back with a red face, and Monk Zhenjian followed behind him with healthy limbs.

The atmosphere is very harmonious!

"Have you settled?" Wang Hao joked.

Walking up to him, he sized him up strangely and said, "Are you really willing to abandon the world of mortals and escape into Buddhism?"

"How can it be!" Ronaldinho shook his head.

Patting his belly, a smug smile rose from the corner of his mouth, and explained: "My old Luo family still needs me to carry on the family line, so naturally I won't escape into Buddhism, or if my father finds out, I'm afraid the temple will be demolished."

Then he leaned into his ear, chuckled and said, "But I traded Yangquan nectar with him for the secret method of [Huanxi 23 moves]."

"My father once said that there is a secret method in Buddhism, which can explode with earth-shattering power when combined with my ancestral exercises."

"Now that I have [Huanxi 23 Styles], I can be listed on the Tianjiao list just around the corner!"