The Arhat Fist that was agreed, how did it become the palm of the Tathagata?

Duanmu Bingyan, who was born in Yixian Valley, had a different look in his eyes.

"Bring two swords here." Xiao Xun ordered.

Tang Xueyao eagerly picked up two assassin's swords from the ground and handed them to Xiao Xun.

Xiao Xun stretched out his left hand, pinched the sword body, and with a slight shock, the sword body broke into three sections.

He took the middle section and pasted it on the broken arm of Dao Chen, and then broke the other sword in the same way, and pasted two blades on the broken arm of Dao Chen.

"Tear some pieces of cloth for me." Xiao Xun glanced at Duanmu Bingyan.

At this moment, among the living people, only Duanmu Bingyan and Tang Xueyao had complete clothes on their bodies.

"Oh." Duanmu Bingyan responded repeatedly, and quickly tore four strips of cloth from the black clothes on his body.

After bandaging Dao Chen, Xiao Xun asked curiously: "If this arm can no longer be used in the future, will you still be a swordsman?" "I still have a left hand." Dao Chen said lightly.

"Is it my fault?" Xiao Xun asked again.

Dao Chen looked at Xiao Xun and said seriously: "If you had saved me then, we would no longer be friends." "Hey, it's really hard to be friends with you." Xiao Xun sighed.

Dao Chen smiled and said: "For the sake of you risking your life to save me, you don't have to pay back the clothes you owe me." "No, you must pay it back!" Xiao Xun said.

"Oh?" Dao Chen raised his brows lightly.

The image of Dao Chen wearing women's clothing appeared in Xiao Xun's mind, and he couldn't help grinning. "Ahem~."

At this time, the man in shorts with a broken arm couldn't help coughing lightly.

"Your zhenqi is too sharp, don't circulate your zhenqi for seven days, and practice with the breathing method I taught you." Xiao Xun warned.

"Okay." Dao Chen nodded, holding the wound of the severed arm with his left hand.

Xiao Xun came to the man in shorts with a broken arm, took the broken arm, shook it lightly, and cleaned off the blood and dust stained on it... After a while, he helped him connect the broken arm.

"Your zhenqi is still mild, so just use it to cultivate it." Xiao Xun said. "Thank you."

The man in shorts with a broken arm was a little excited.

Xiao Xun smiled, and was about to tease a few words, when a 2.5-year-old unusually tall phantom suddenly appeared on the Karma Red Lotus Platform, which he had been focusing on sensing...with only one arm.

Almost at the same time.

In the seventeen holes on the four stone walls, there is a thick blood-red mist, which has not come out.

A group of people also noticed the situation around them, and they all became vigilant immediately. "What boxing did you practice?"

On the yehuohong lotus platform, a phantom with a broken arm spoke with a hoarse and old voice.

Everyone looked at the phantom in unison.

"Spirit clone." A man in shorts whispered, unable to calm down.

"Shaolin Arhat Fist." Xiao Xun said slowly.

The phantom with the broken arm seemed to be talking to himself: "Extraordinary speed, extreme strength, but unfortunately the meridians are blocked, so I don't have a chance with this seat." On Tang Jin and Jiang Fu.

"Three Absolute Demon Monarchs cut off this seat's arm, and it shouldn't be too much for this seat to borrow his great-grandson's life." Broken Arm Phantom said.

Jiang Fu said coldly: "Old man, he can't beat my grandpa, so he came to bully his great-grandson, no wonder he is like a mouse, only dare to hide in the ground!"

"Can't beat it? This seat is still alive, but he is dead." Broken-arm phantom said indifferently, "History is usually written by the living, and the dead will only be forgotten." "Shameless to your level , is also rare." Jiang Fu sneered, fearless.

The phantom with the broken arm ignored Jiang Fu, but looked at the others, and said, "There are seventeen passages, and only one passage can leave the Nether Valley. Whether you can survive or not depends on God's will!" The voice fell.

The blood-colored thick fog in the seventeen passages spewed out immediately, and spread to the entire space almost instantly.

Xiao Xun's perception is fully opened, and it spreads to seventeen channels.

In an instant, it was determined which passage could lead directly to [-] zhang.

"The second one from the west." Xiao Xun said hastily. "Huh?"

The phantom with the broken arm let out a soft cry, as if he didn't expect Xiao Xun to be able to determine the way out so quickly.

Everyone chose to believe in Xiao Xun, held their breath and rushed to the west side. "Monk, leave me alone, watch Jiang Fu." Seeing that Xiao Xun was coming to pull him, Dao Chen said in a deep voice.

After finishing speaking, he held the interface of the broken arm and rushed to the west side.

He knew that if he stayed here, he would only become a burden for Xiao Xun.

Annoyance flashed across Xiao Xun's face, his figure flickered, and he directly grabbed Jiang Fu's hand. "not good."

As soon as he grabbed Jiang Fu, Xiao Xun felt empty under his feet, as if there was a huge vortex below, generating a strong suction.

Tang Jin encountered the same situation. When he rushed to the west side with his wife Duanmu Bingyan and younger sister Tang Xueyao who had not yet married, his feet were empty, and a man and two women were instantly sucked to the ground. .

Chapter 222 I Am The Man You Will Never Get

Nether Valley.

deep underground.

Xiao Xun and Jiang Fu stood firm.

"Is this the Nai River, or the Yellow Spring?" Jiang Fu saw a yellow glowing water not far ahead, and whispered to himself, unable to calm down.

Xiao Xun spread out his perception, and immediately discovered Tang Jin, Duanmu Bingyan, and Tang Xueyao.

Then, perception spreads.

I found that it was like a new world, the top was as dark as the night, and there was a piece of yellowed water in front, which seemed to be infinite, surrounded by empty space, and the place that could not be perceived was dark, as if there was no end.

On the shore of the water area, there is a quaint fishing boat, and in the depths of the water area, there is a five-foot-long stone bridge suspended.

On the stone bridge, there are two figures, one virtual and the other solid.

Among them, the phantom is the phantom with the broken arm just now; the real shadow is a hunched white-haired woman, in front of her, there is a big pot, which seems to be boiling soup.

On the surface of the water, yellow spots of light appear from time to time, which is a little scary.

"It is said that there is a yellow spring at the bottom of the Nether Valley." Tang Jin, Duanmu Bingyan, and Tang Xueyao walked over.

It was Tang Jin who spoke.

"Do you believe this is the so-called Underworld?" Xiao Xun asked quietly.

As a four-good young man who has received nine years of compulsory education, Xiao Xun has always believed in science and has never been superstitious.

In this world, only people pretend to be gods and play ghosts. How can there be real ghosts or gods?

but…

When thinking of Damo Xuying, Xiao Xun felt a little scared.

Here, after all, it is not the future generations.

"that's not important."

Tang Jin looked at the stone bridge deep in the water and said, "The important thing is how we get out of here."

"I have a question." Jiang Fu opened his mouth, glanced at Tang Jin and the others, and said, "He arrested me, I can understand. Why did you fall in, Brother Tang?"

Tang Jin shook his head, frowned and said, "At that time, the ground was suddenly empty, and the three of us fell here."

"Substitute." Xiao Xun said concisely.

Before, he had keenly noticed that the phantom with the broken arm was mainly focused on Jiang Fu and Tang Jin.

"Substitute?" Tang Jin whispered, looking at Jiang Fu.

Jiang Fu was also looking at him.

Between the eyes of the two, there seemed to be a fighting spirit bursting out.

"Two idiots, fighting to find death!" Xiao Xun cursed secretly, very speechless.

It seemed that it was a great honor to be chosen by that phantom with the broken arm.

simply…

Stupid home!

"My brother is just a substitute?" Tang Xueyao's eyes widened, a little dissatisfied.

My elder brother has always been a peerless arrogance. He is less than thirty years old, and he has already become a master of the local list based on his own strength.

Here, just a substitute?

Xiao Xun slanted Tang Xueyao, sneered and said: "Why, you want your brother to compete to be taken away?"

Tang Xueyao was taken aback for a moment, then bowed her head and fell silent.

"You still don't know the son's name?"

At this moment, Duanmu Bingyan glanced at Xiao Xun and asked softly.

"I'm the man you'll never get." Xiao Xun slandered, giving out his alias, "It will be the dog days of next week."

"Zhou Futian?" Jiang Fu was taken aback.

"Common name, I have returned to vulgarity." Xiao Xun explained simply.

"Oh." Jiang Fu suddenly realized, and did not ask further questions very tactfully.

He remembered that Xiao Xun had said before that because of visiting brothels, Shaolin punished him with eight years of facing the wall.

Maybe that's why he's become vulgar.

Jiang Fu felt a little guilty.

"Zhou Futian..."

Tang Jin, Duanmu Bingyan, and Tang Xueyao all secretly remembered this name.

Xiao Xun looked at the stone bridge in the distance, and shouted: "Senior, what are you trying to do by arresting us here?"

Broken Arm Phantom said: "Wait."

"What are you waiting for?" Xiao Xun asked, feeling a little uneasy.

"Thirsty." Broken Arm Phantom said.

"Thirsty?" Everyone was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the yellowed water, and then at the pot in front of the stooped old woman on the stone bridge.

"It's all over, can't you directly explain your purpose?" Xiao Xun shouted again.

Broken-arm phantom glanced at Xiao Xun, and said calmly: "Yellow spring water is full of wronged souls, one sip will make you crazy; Meng Po soup is in the past, and you will forget the past after drinking a bowl." Hearing this, except Xiao Xun The hearts of the few others sank.

This is to trap them here on purpose, and wants them to take the initiative to drink the so-called yellow spring water or Mengpo soup.

"Despicable!" Tang Xueyao cursed.

Xiao Xun felt a little speechless, this shit is underground, if you dig down, you can always find groundwater.

Even if there is no groundwater, can't the river water be purified?

Friction generates heat, understand?

As long as there is a temperature difference, is there no water vapor by the river?

Moreover, Huangquan water is full of wronged souls?Who are you scaring?

Xiao Xun looked at the phantom with the broken arm, and asked directly: "Is there no way out here?"

"There is a large Naihe formation here. If you know the formation, you can try to crack one or two, and maybe you can find a way out." Broken Arm Phantom smiled lightly, his voice was old and hoarse, and his laughter seemed extremely irritating.

"Naihe formation? Which of you understands formation?" Xiao Xun looked at Tang Jin and Duanmu Bingyan.

Both of them shook their heads with heavy expressions on their faces.

"It's good that Miss Luo is here." Jiang Fu sighed, thinking of Luo Qingxian.

Xiao Xun nodded, and also missed the daughter of the city lord who had a crush on him.

The twelfth lunar month is almost over, and February is also approaching, do you want to go to Luoshui City and give her a birthday present?Shaking his head secretly, to dispel distracting thoughts, Xiao Xun suggested: "Let's get some water first." Everyone looked at Xiao Xun in unison.

Xiao Xun said: "Generally there is water underground, and this is not a desert, so there is no reason why water cannot be dug." "You mean digging a well?" Duanmu Bingyan's eyes flashed a gleam.

Xiao Xun nodded and said: "The old guy didn't come to deal with us directly, there must be a reason why it is inconvenient to do so, let's dig a well first and see how he responds." "Dig a well?"

On the stone bridge in the distance, a phantom with a broken arm whispered, frowning slightly.

"Yellow Spring is your root. You haven't practiced the Nether Soul Art to the ninth level. Once well water flows into the Yellow Spring, your primordial spirit will not be pure." in the ear.

"You forgot where this is. Digging a well? How deep can he dig?" The phantom with the broken arm replied in the same way, with sarcasm flashing in his eyes.