She took the Xiuxian cannon fodder script

Chapter 101 Chapter 101
The place where Mo Yuheng was sent out was a four-square-meter cave.

The interior is slightly bright, and the walls and ground of the cave can be vaguely seen.

All of them exude a crimson light, which looks weird and creepy.

At this moment, a pair of dark eyes looked at Mo Yuheng, who was unconscious and embarrassed.

He stared straight at him without blinking, and remained motionless for a long time.

It seems to be to observe whether it is dangerous first.

If you wake up in the middle of the night and see such a pair of weird eyes, you will be scared to death.

The owner of those eyes slowly approached Mo Yuheng and stretched out his claws. It shouldn't be a pair of hands that are so slender and slender as beautiful as jade.

Slowly, Mo Yuheng, who was unconscious, turned his face close to him: "Is it alive or dead?"

The man's voice was deep and pleasant.

Not seeing Mo Yuheng's breathing rising and falling for a long time, he slowly approached Mo Yuheng's breath with his long and slender fingers.

A faint breath was exhaled, and the man's originally tense and vigilant heart relaxed.

Put your hands together: "Amitabha, goodness is goodness, one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Since the donor meets the poor monk, it is considered destined, and he must help him."

Finding an excuse for himself, he tore off the clean corner of the off-white robe, and began to clean Mo Yuheng's face, hands and feet.

Give her the last healing elixir.

Originally, he wanted to help with the clothes, but suddenly thought of something, and stared straight at the bun on Mo Yuheng's head.

Paused for a moment: "Female."

Exclaiming, he immediately stopped and took a step back and fell to the ground.

Ignoring the pain of grinning his teeth, he quickly sat cross-legged on the ground with his hands clasped together and closed his eyes: "Amitabha, Amitabha has sinned."

Then he continued to read his scriptures, and sincerely repented to the Lord Buddha: "Only the Tao is to follow, only the mind is the sect. Emptiness is form, and form is emptiness..."

I read it for a long time and still didn't stop.

When Mo Yuheng passed out, his whole body was sore and tired, and he was seriously injured, so he could only recover by himself.

But is there something wrong?
How did you hear the monks chanting scriptures?
Now she was having a nightmare, in which she suddenly dreamed that above the lotus city, there was a monk emitting golden light all over his body, holding a staff in his hand and constantly attacking the magic formation.

Because no matter how strong the attack is, the power absorbed by the array is too great, and all of them are sucked into the magic domain.

The previous incidents and risks were all in a dream, and the ghosts kept fighting with ghosts.

Always at the critical moment, jumping into the pool of blood almost killed him.

Seeing the grimaces hitting the barrier fiercely, I felt lingering fear and was almost gnawed to the bone.

Mo Yuheng had a nightmare.

Gritting his teeth with hatred at this moment, what can't be changed?
The little head kept shaking and opened his eyes, and what he saw was a crimson cave.

Hearing the sound of chanting sutras, he was a little irritable, and he turned his eyebrows to the side to see a monk with a bald head and three ring scars on it.

This monk looks to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he has a handsome face that can make a woman fall in love with him.

The strength is even more impressive, and it has reached the middle stage of foundation establishment.

At this moment, he clasped his hands together and kept chanting: "Emptiness is form, and form is emptiness..."

At first, I was a little shocked that the other party had such a cultivation level at such a young age, but hearing him keep chanting is annoying.

Then he glared at the other party viciously: "Shut up, don't you think it's noisy when you chant sutras again and again?"

Hearing someone talking, the monk opened his peach blossom eyes in disbelief.

Looking straight at Mo Yuheng, he couldn't believe that she would say such a thing.

He is a disciple of Yuanying Zhenjun of Western Jinchan Temple, and he has cultivated to the middle stage of foundation establishment at a young age.

This is not something he is proud of, but that he has achieved very high achievements in Buddhism, and he can preach with Jindan monks.

He teaches his disciples, he is a well-deserved senior brother, and everyone respects him.

Even if he came out of Jinchan Temple to practice in the world of mortals, some people still regard him as an eminent monk and respect him very much.

As a result, over the years, others have become accustomed to his attitude.

But there was a different voice, angrily saying that the scriptures he recited upset the benefactor.

At a loss: "Amitabha, the benefactor is sorry, it was the poor monk who beat him."

He stood up and saluted with palms together, and immediately stepped back and sat by the cave wall.

He continued to put his hands together, closed his eyes and recited his scriptures without making a sound.

Mo Yuheng was extremely depressed and sighed.

I felt that when I was in a coma, the other party didn't take advantage of the danger to kill and rape things. It seems that my character is very good.

But who told the other party to look very similar to the monk of Yuanying Zhenjun, I couldn't help but think that connecting the two of them made me angry at the other party.

Sighing and not speaking in silence, he was in a very bad mood to deal with his body at the moment.

Cast the dust removal spell and change into dry clothes, tie up the loose hair again, and tie it in a bun with a white ribbon.

She became a little fairy again.

I am secretly glad that the little bag I prepared before is still there, and I stuffed a lot of things in it, including food, clothes and clothing.

Stomach gurgling, stroking his shriveled stomach.

I was so hungry and weak, seeing my slightly pale fingers, how did my chapped skin heal so quickly?

Even if he has the ability to heal himself, it will take several days to heal completely.

How did it get better so quickly?
Regardless of observing the surrounding environment, as long as it is not dangerous.

Half of the mind on the ground sank into the dantian, and the other half stayed outside to be alert to the opponent.

And the inside of the dantian became dull, without any spiritual power.

It seems that it has lost contact with the space, and all the storage bags cannot be opened.

There is no other way.

However, I noticed that my body actually had the remaining medicinal power of Xiao Huan Dan, and I didn't understand that it was used by the monk opposite to treat me.

No wonder my wounds healed so quickly, and I opened my eyes to see that the monk's human attitude has changed a lot.

I feel a little guilty about my anger just now: "I'm sorry just now, it's mainly because I came into this ghost place, and it's all due to a Nascent Soul Zhenjun attacking the Demon Realm Formation, which caused us to encounter a life-and-death crisis when we came in here, and we almost didn't lose the little girl. But he is also a monk and you look very similar, I really shouldn't blame you."

When the monk heard Mo Yuheng's apology, he stopped chanting, and his mood improved a lot, so he wouldn't be so badly hit: "Amitabha, don't be polite, the Buddha is merciful, no matter who is seriously injured, I will help him."

Opening her peach blossom eyes and looking at Mo Yuheng, she couldn't help being surprised by Mo Yuheng's appearance, she quickly closed her eyes and lowered her head, secretly repenting in her heart: "It's a sin, a sin."

But when he heard that he looked somewhat similar to himself, he couldn't help feeling guilty and dared not say a word.

Mo Yuheng showed a big smile without any hesitation: "Sure enough, you are a good person. I want to thank you for that little redemption pill. Otherwise, the wound on my body will take a long time to heal."

(End of this chapter)