Master, he is too difficult

The knuckles of Mo Yu holding Lin Qingran's arm were slightly white. He used a lot of strength, and his expression was so stubborn that it could not be discussed.

Mo Yu stared at Lin Qingran stubbornly.

Lin Qingran: ...

This is true, when you don't come, no one will come; when you come, come and have a nest!

Lin Qingran went to see the other two.

Dong Shangxie stood with his hands behind his back, pretending to be looking at the moon, but his ears moved slightly!

There was a meaningful smile on the corner of the monk's mouth, and the monk's robe slid down a little.

Lin Qingran smiled awkwardly: "Well...Actually...I had a very pleasant conversation with Dongcheng Zhuye just now, and it was just a whim to talk about going to the abyss and sea of ​​fire."

"A joke?" Dong Shangxie turned his head, his eyes were sharp under the ghost's face, obviously if you dare to play me, you will die!

Wu Nian's monk robe exposed a large area of ​​his chest.

Mo Yu, on the other hand, slowly let go of Lin Qingran's hand, as if she understood something, she pursed her lips tightly, her eyes hurt a little.

Lin Qingran has a headache!

If you say go, you can't; if you don't, you can't.

Lin Qingran thought for a while and said, "Of course I still want to go, but...it's getting late today."

The rooster raised in the temple clucked without losing the opportunity, and told him that the east was actually turning white, and it was already early again!

Lin Qingran had no choice but to continue to change his words: "Always prepare something. Tomorrow, no! Today is Dafang. I want to find some treasures in the Fang Market to refine the Yueyue Sword. Dafang lasts for a month , Tempering the Yueyue Sword also takes time, how about waiting for the Feijian to practice well, and then go with everyone?"

Dong Shangxie's eyes softened a little, and he nodded slightly.

Wu Nian smiled, and walked towards Lin Qingran. As he walked, the monk's robe fell directly to his waist!

Wu Nian stood in front of Lin Qingran, clasped his hands together: "Then let's go after the Dafang is over."

Lin Qingran breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "That's it, the Dafang will open soon, let's go to the Dafang together!"

Wu Nian took a step forward and grabbed Lin Qingran's left hand: "The benefactor, let's go together with the poor monk."

Dongshang Xiebi Xiao Heng came out and grabbed Lin Qingran's right hand: "Young brother, let's go together as brothers."

Lin Qingran quickly threw the two of them away and grabbed Mo Yu's arm: "Apprentice, I will take you there as a teacher."

After finishing speaking, he walked straight to the outside of the small courtyard.

Mo Yu finally smiled and followed Lin Qingran happily.

Wu Nian whispered to Dong Shangxie: "The matter of the sea of ​​fire in the abyss is a matter of great importance, and the Lord Dongcheng should not meddle indiscriminately!"

Dong Shangxie raised his eyebrows slightly: "If you, a bald donkey, hadn't come here, Qingran and I would already be in the abyss right now!"

Wu Nian: "Hehe, what you think in your heart is all delusions!"

Dong Shangxie: "What the monk thinks in his heart may not necessarily be pure six roots!"

Without any thought or expression, he pulled up his monk's robe, walked a few steps, put on his cassock, and put on his Pilu hat. The light golden cloth strips hanging from both sides of the hat swayed slightly with the wind, making it spotless.

Wu Nian walked out of the guest room of the Zen courtyard, and pulled out a golden Zen stick in his hand.

The Zen staff rotated on the spot, and with the rotation of the Zen staff, the small Bodhi Temple began to vibrate and rose towards the midair. At the same time, the bluestone slabs paving the ground in the temple also rapidly grew in size. In the center, a platform with a radius of a hundred miles is paved.

In the center of the platform is a huge golden Buddha statue. The giant Buddha is pointing to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other, with his eyes slightly lowered.

The Buddha statue is surrounded by clouds and mists all over the sky, and thousands of Buddha lights shoot out from the back of the Buddha statue, which is really magnificent and brilliant.

Wu Nian's monk's robe fluttered, standing in the center of the palm of the Buddha statue, facing the monks who came in all directions, he said loudly: "It is a great honor for all fellow Taoists to visit the Bi Temple. Today's Dafang..."

Lin Qingran was also standing on the square at the moment. There were already many monks around him, and they had already greeted each other by name.

At this moment, he saw Wu Nian standing in the center of the Buddha's palm, with a clean, solemn and majestic appearance, and thought of his monk's half-exposed robe just now, and a part of his collarbone that was a bit provocative, he couldn't help but admire: "It's no wonder that Master Wu Nian is able to do so with such a beautiful face." Demon body... not only good-looking, but also has such high mana..."

Lin Qingran saw Mo Yu's face change before he finished speaking.

Lin Qingran: Oops, I accidentally overstepped, it was the devil's attack, don't give me a thumbs up...

He wanted to explain something, but he heard Mo Yu ask: "Master, do you like Master Wu Nian?"

Lin Qingran quickly said: "No, no, no, he is a monk. Why do I like him? Besides...it is not easy for Master Wu Nian to reach such a level of practice. I am not so vicious to damage the monk's way."

In the original book, Wu Nian used his body to feed demons, violating the precept of lust.

After being punished by heaven, the Buddha's light disappeared from his body, and he became an ordinary person, crawling in the mud, struggling to survive...

Thinking of the ending of Wu Nian, Lin Qingran felt a little melancholy.

Although he believed that the author would give Wu Nian a happy ending, when he was chasing the article, seeing the scene where the monk was blind and begging for cold food with a tiled bowl was actually distressing.

Lin Qingran hoped that if the world returns to the right track, if Mo Yu can still become the Demon Emperor... It would be best not to stage such a plot of God's punishment.

Therefore, Lin Qingran said to Mo Yu solemnly: "You are the same, no matter how clever the monk's words are, don't trust him, so as not to damage his morality."

Mo Yu didn't know what "broken monk's Taoism" meant.

But, what Master said, I will definitely remember!

Mo Yu nodded: "Yes, I remember it!"

A satisfied smile appeared on Lin Qingran's face, such a good apprentice, he wanted to reach out and rub Mo Yu's head.

But before he stretched out his hand, he realized that Mo Yu was taller than himself, and his body was very tall.

It's too weird to rub his head like this, so forget it.

So they stood on the square together with Mo Yu, listened to Wu Nian explain the rules of Dafang, and followed the guidance of the Zhike monk, went to the booth where he was.

On the big square, each monk will have his own booth, and they can trade their treasures.

When you don't want to trade, you can put away the stalls and go to see other people's treasures.

Generally speaking, in the first few days, the trades in Dafang were ordinary treasures. After claiming her booth, Lin Qingran also took out some ordinary spiritual herbs to trade.

After getting some spirit stones and other treasures in exchange, Lin Qingran took Mo Yu to visit other stalls.

It was morning, the sun was rising, and the square was brightly lit.

The monks each took out the magic weapons and demon pills they sold, and laid them out on the square according to the guidance of the Zhike monk of the Bodhi Temple.

Lin Qingran saw that some stalls sold high-level spirit stones, third-level demon pills, century-old Ganoderma lucidum, and even some fairy pets.

Those fairy pets also look strange, some have eight tails, some have three eyes, some are ugly and disgusting, some are cute and cute, and so on.

Mo Yu was very happy, he wanted this and that too, especially the fairy pets, he had taken a fancy to more than a dozen of them!

Lin Qingran thought silently: I even want all the pets, no wonder "The Demon Zun is Beautiful as a Flower" will become a heartthrob!However, children only make choices, and Mo Yu wants them all, which means he has grown up!

Lin Qingran pulled Mo Yu away from those booths: "Yu'er, there are not many spiritual stones for teachers, so don't spend them indiscriminately."

Mo Yu let out an "oh", and it was the first time he understood what it was like to see something he liked that he couldn't buy.

He turned his head to look at Lin Qingran, and seeing Master in white clothes, he thought: Master is a bit stingy!If it was me, where would the master need to speak, he only needs to take a second look, and I will directly buy it for him!

Lin Qingran had no idea that she had been labeled stingy in Mo Yu's heart.

He walked around with Moyu all night, and continued to set up a stall the next day.

At this time, Mo Yu was already very proficient in setting up a stall, and Lin Qingran didn't even need to ask, he took the initiative to sell to others, and he was very good at bargaining.

"Friend Daoist, take a look, this is a green lotus planted by my master himself. Each lotus seed has at least ten years of spiritual power, and ten middle-level spirit stones are very cost-effective."

"Three!"

"Such a good thing is really rare. Just now there was another monk who offered fifteen mid-level spirit stones to buy! If it wasn't for his ugly appearance, I would have given it to him! I liked you very much when I saw you. Let's do this, nine!"

"Yo, little fellow daoist is not only good-looking, but he can also speak. Okay, then nine!"

At the end of the day, Mo Yu made a lot more money than Lin Qingran from setting up a stall!

On the third day, Lin Qingran asked Mo Yu to set up a stall while he went to see the treasures of other monks.

See if there is any... miraculous medicine that can restrain Mo Yu's inner demons.

Now that the Dafang has been in operation for the third day, many monks will continue to sell real treasures one after another.

Lin Qingran saw a lot of good things, and while she was reluctant to part with them, she suddenly saw a stall not far ahead, set up by Dongshangxie!

Lin Qingran walked towards Dongshangxie, and saw ghost faces at his booth.

Lin Qingran was a little surprised: "The Lord of Dongcheng actually used ghost masks to sell money?"

Dong Shangxie didn't answer, but just gave Lin Qingran a ghost face, and closed the stall.

Lin Qingran turned over the ghost's face, and saw the green ghost fire on the back, forming a line of small characters: half an hour later, see you at the bottom of the hanging mountain, at the entrance of the abyss!

Lin Qingran's heart skipped a beat, and she looked back at Mo Yu, who was trying to sell lotus roots that contained spiritual power.

Lin Qingran thought for a while, walking through the abyss and sea of ​​fire would not take much time, at most two hours.

There is no need to tell Mo Yu specifically.

He took out a paper crane from his storage bag and poured spiritual power into it. The paper crane fluttered twice, spread its wings, and quietly stopped on a bodhi tree in the center of the square, looking at Moyu.

If anything happened to Mo Yu, he would be able to find out in time.

If Mo Yu left these monks and acted alone, he would know.

After doing all of this, Lin Qingran didn't hesitate any longer, and went straight to the Hanging Mountain outside the square.

On the Hanging Mountain, there were many monks going up and down the mountain, which was similar to the number of tourists who went up the mountain to worship Buddha that Lin Qingran saw in his previous life.

He walked down the hill without attracting anyone's attention.

Lin Qingran headed down the mountain all the way, and when he got out of the boundary of the Hanging Mountain, he walked with his sword and flew straight down towards the abyss in the middle of the sea.

The fishy and salty smell of sea water comes from the surface, filling the nose.

The huge vortex rotates rapidly, and the sea water hangs upside down on it, forming a magnificent spectacle.

The vortex was at least a hundred miles in diameter, and a monk Lin Qingran went deep into it. From a distance, it looked like a white spray splashed by sea water, and disappeared instantly.

Lin Qingran went down with his sword, and the black sea water was straight up beside him.

It took him a long time to fly for a stick of incense before he saw Dong Shangxie, dressed in green, with a long sword hanging from his waist, floating on the edge of the abyss.

The corners of Dong Shangxie's mouth curled slightly, and there was a hint of a smile on his innocent face: "I knew that Brother Xian didn't just talk casually when he wanted to go into the sea of ​​fire. Tell me, why do you want to go down?"

Lin Qingran said: "Thank you, Brother Dong, for accompanying me into the sea of ​​fire! I'm going to the sea of ​​fire in the devil world, just to find endless tears."

"Uninterrupted Tears?" Dong Shangxie frowned, even though he was well-informed and knew everything about the Three Realms, he was also a little puzzled at the moment, "What is that?"

Lin Qingran took out the soul-slaying blade from the storage bag: "My little brother searched through the ancient books, only to find a certain historical record. In the sea of ​​flames, in the place guarded by the ancient demons, there is Tuogao, the god of creation of the world. A teardrop left by the ancestors, it is said that if this tear is tempered on the soul-slaying blade, the blade will become a sharp weapon for killing demons, which can kill demons without hurting the body."

Dong Shangxie understood: "So it's because of Mo Yu!"

There was some melancholy in the voice.

Lin Qingran was a little worried: "Is the Lord Dongcheng willing to help Moyu?"

Dong Shangxie smiled happily: "You have already called me big brother, of course I am willing to help you!"

Lin Qingran bowed and said, "Thank you, brother!"

"Brother, let's go, let's go back quickly! You tell me what that ancient demon is, so I can be prepared!"

"it is good!"

Lin Qingran and Dong Shangxie flew towards the bottom of the abyss side by side.

Gradually, the surrounding temperature began to rise, and the black sea water appeared orange.

Looking from Lin Qingran's direction, he could even see the green flame intertwined and engulfed by the orange flame and the blue sea water in the distance.

As Lin Qingran flew upside down, he felt dizzy as if traveling through time and space, which made his heart beat faster.

He stretched out his hand slightly, and his fingers skimmed the sea water, and the water flowed rapidly past his fingertips, creating little waves.

This strange scene, walking through such sea water and flames, and being so close is something that an ordinary person in his previous life could never experience while hiding in steel.

Lin Qingran couldn't help admiring: "Brother Dong, no wonder everyone wants to polish their bodies. King Kong is not bad and can live forever."

Dong Shangxie smiled slightly, and before he could speak, Lin Qingran felt the humming sound of spiritual power shaking behind him.

Lin Qingran turned around, his face suddenly changed.

It turned out that the entire Dafang Square moved up and came towards the abyss.

Around the square, there are countless monks gathering their spiritual power, and when those spiritual powers converge in one place, a translucent spiritual power channel is created.

The spiritual power channel was like a beam of light, reaching the end of the abyss, and the surrounding sea water was stirred up into waves, like a giant dragon galloping towards the lake of fire.

The power of this channel of spiritual power is enormous, and it is formed by the condensed power of many monks. Although Dong Shangxie and Lin Qingran have high cultivation levels, they dare not touch its edge, and quickly hide in the sea water beside the road.

Lin Qingran cast a water-avoiding talisman and wrapped herself in a translucent air cover, only to see the spiritual power channel rushing down, straight into the bottom of the abyss, like a giant dragon building a bridge.

Lin Qingran didn't know what happened, he glanced at Dong Shangxie, Dong Shangxie shook his head slightly, expressing that he didn't know either.

Lin Qingran was about to wait for the passage of spiritual power to end, and immediately went to the square to ask what happened.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, many monks jumped into the passage with their swords, flew downward along the passage of spiritual power, and entered the flames of the demon world one after another.

"This...it's only been away for half an hour, why suddenly..." Lin Qingran was in a state of astonishment when he suddenly saw a familiar figure among the monks.

It was Mo Yu, who was dressed in commoner clothes, stepped on the flying sword, flew between the spiritual power channel, flew straight into the sea of ​​flames, and disappeared instantly.

But at this moment, Lin Qingran's paper crane called the police, notifying Mo Yu that something had changed.

But the alarm came too late.

"Mo Yu!!" Lin Qingran called him.

But Lin Qingran's voice couldn't break through the spiritual channel and let Mo Yu hear it.

Lin Qingran found that most of the monks who entered the sea of ​​flames had no cultivation base, and most of them were monks at the foundation establishment stage, with only a dozen or so alchemy stage monks.

So many middle and low-level monks entered the flames at the same time, what was the reason for?

Moyu... Only those cultivators who have cultivated in the foundation building stage and have bred demons, in the flames of the demon world, there must be more than good luck!

Lin Qingran couldn't care less. Seeing that the channel of spiritual power weakened slightly, he rushed out of the sea and flew towards the square.