Everyone dislikes the beautiful little apprentice sister crying, and the heaven is panicked

Even when Zhuang Yaohua was fighting against countless monsters and demons at the bottom of the Cliff of Heavenly Punishment in her previous life, she did not feel such powerful pressure.

Zhuang Yaohua's face changed drastically, and he immediately drew his sword - "Ming Yin, unsheathe!"

The moment he saw Mingyin, the monk's eyes became clear for a moment.

However, it was immediately covered by thick demonic energy.

"No... Junior Brother, I will never see you again."

"Everything in front of me is an illusion, an illusion... This woman used your name to deceive me."

"You are not my real junior brother..."

"It's my fault. I didn't take good care of you... let them kill you... I'm sorry..."

Monk Wujian let out a mournful cry.

The demonic energy that soared directly into the sky shook the entire Posa Secret Realm!

All the disciples in the entire Posa Secret Realm saw the rising demonic energy in this world!

Their faces all changed drastically! They quickly sent a message to the master outside! The sect!!!

......

Zhuang Yaohua's face was filled with horror. It seemed... he was going to kill them all in a second!

Zhuang Yaohua quickly said: "In fact, I still have some in my storage bag..."

"Snapped"

With a loud bang, the monk Wu Jian threw Zhuang Yaohua to the ground. Zhuang Yaohua suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and almost fainted.

If it weren't for her strong willpower, she would probably have died there.

Zhuang Yaohua took a deep breath and continued.

"Buddha's blood and tears, I..."

With another snap, Wu Jian threw her senior brother and Fairy Miaoyin aside.

And the monk Wu Jian was about to pierce Zhuang Yaohua's heart with a sword.

Just when the sword was about to pierce Zhuang Yaohua's heart, it suddenly stopped moving.

A trace of heaven's power protected Zhuang Yaohua tightly.

The little white cat rushed to Zhuang Yaohua and stared at the sword in the demon cultivator's hand with its green eyes.

Xiaohong immediately released the Suzaku Flame, burning the demon cultivator's hand, which instantly caused pain.

Faced with the pressure from the Mahayana period, Xiaohong suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood.

The Qinglong next to it had a gloomy expression on his face, and he and Xiaobai both spat out blood. Just as they were about to attack with all their strength at the same time, they were suddenly held down by Zhuang Yaohua behind them.

"Wait, Xiaoqing and Xiaobai."

"Master Wu Jian, I have something to say."

The sword gradually moved downwards and finally ended up in Zhuang Yaohua's storage bag.

"..."

Monk Wu Jian was stunned.

At this moment the skeleton seemed to have consciousness.

The bloody eyes gradually softened, as if he had thought of something.

"You...did you receive some of Buddha's blood and tears?"

"Correct!"

"how many?"

Monk Wu Jian seemed to become gentler.

Zhuang Yaohua said sincerely: "As much as you want, I have as much as you want."

"It's definitely enough to revive your fellow apprentice."

There are more than 30 bowls in her storage bag. Isn't that enough? !

"I need 15 bowls of Buddha's blood and tears, do you have any?"

"I have it."

Zhuang Yaohua directly handed him 15 bowls of Buddha's tears of blood and said, "Master Wujian, please let us go."

"15 bowls of Buddha's blood and tears, you actually have so many?!"

Monk Wujian laughed out loud, and then he immediately returned to his normal monk appearance.

The monk had a smile on his face and looked as gentle as before.

"Thank you very much, little benefactor."

"If it weren't for you, I would have died here today."

"I can't even keep the last vestige of my soul in this world."

Posuo Temple immediately returned to its original appearance.

But this time, Zhuang Yaohua and the others felt that this place was different from before, and it seemed that they could enter Posuo Temple at will.

The monk smiled gently at Zhuang Yaohua.

"My obsession is gone. This place doesn't need to be closed."

"You and I are destined to be together. When you leave, I will send you an opportunity."

Zhuang Yaohua glanced at the monk and felt relieved. How could she dare to ask the monk to give him any gift? She said quickly.

"Then we're leaving."

"Wait, according to our previous agreement, I will leave the Buddhist sword intent to you."

As he spoke, a hint of swordsmanship flew out of his sword and was injected into Ming Yin.

Ming Yin absorbed it in a flash, and then the whole thing emitted a gentle halo, which looked very soothing.

It even seems... to have the effect of soothing one's inner demons.

Zhuang Yaohua glanced at Ming Yin and felt that although the inner demon of his fellow disciple who was killed in his previous life was still stirring in his heart, it had calmed down a lot.

She only felt a sense of wonder in her heart, and then she heard Master Wu Jian say with a smile: "Your Mingyin Sword is the best sword in the world, and a sword spirit will naturally emerge from it."

"Adding these two touches of sword intent will make its sword spirit appear faster. I believe that before long, Mingyin may be able to speak human language and talk to you."

"You deserved the suffering you endured in the past, and you also deserve the happiness you have now."

As he said that, he glanced at Luo Ruanruan and said "Amitabha".

He still said with a smile in his eyes.

"I really made you laugh before."

"You're all free to go."

Zhuang Yaohua got a hint of swordsmanship, which added another ten points, making it now 130 points.

Zhuang Yaohua took a look at the ranking and found Leng Xuanji behind her, and her face darkened.

They have been working really hard recently... It doesn't matter, I will get first place.

Leng Xuanji and Luo Runruan glanced at Zhuang Yaohua. Leng Xuanji had a complicated expression, while Luo Runruan looked jealous.

How did she get the meaning of the sword again? ! Why was it her? ! Why was she the only one who had such good luck? !

But since Monk Wujian was here, she didn't dare to say anything.

Leng Xuanji took Luo Ruanruan and tried to slip away quickly.

Monk Wujian glanced coldly at Luo Ruanruan and Leng Xuanji, and said to them: "Did I let you go?"

"You left my palace in this state and you just left like that???"

"Get back!"

This furious voice scared the two of them!

Afterwards, Monk Wujian was seen tearing off the storage bags around their waists, and the treasures inside were scattered all over the ground.

Monk Wu Jian snorted coldly and said, "You don't deserve these things!"

"The Posha Secret Realm was created because of me! If I say you can't take it, then I won't let you take it!"

When Zhuang Yaohua and the others saw this scene, their eyes lit up and they rushed forward to snatch the storage bag away.

He ran away after snatching the thing.

Hahahahahaha, since Monk Wujian doesn't let them take it, they should at least be able to take it.

Monk Wujian glanced at Zhuang Yaohua and said nothing. In front of Leng Xuanji and Luo Luoruan's surprised and indignant gazes, he slapped each of them dozens of times.

By the time Monk Wujian had finished drawing, Zhuang Yaohua and the others had already disappeared with their storage bags.

After Leng Xuanji and Luo Ruanruan were slapped, Monk Wujian calculated the time for Zhuang Yaohua and the others to leave and said in a cold voice, "You can get out now!"

As he said this, he sent a message to Luo Ruanruan.

"Little girl, you must keep an eye on your demon dragon. If he comes out to harm people, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Although I am a demon cultivator, I will never harm anyone!"

"!!!"

Luo Runrun's face changed drastically, but before she turned around to see Monk Wujian, he waved his hand and sent her away.

Leng Xuanji and Luo Ruanruan flew directly to a swamp ten miles away.

The two of them sank directly into the swamp and couldn't get out.

It took me a long time to pull it out.

......

Behind him, in Posuo Temple, Monk Wujian was looking coldly into the distance.

It was not until he saw the direction of Zhuang Yaohua that he revealed a strange smile.

There seemed to be thousands of mountains and rivers between his brows: "We will meet again soon, Mingyin Sword Master."

"In this life, I hope you can change the will of heaven and get what you want."