Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

Feng Yangye felt the exhaustion of physical and spiritual power, his will to survive became weaker and weaker, and his spiritual consciousness became more blurred.

"Yangye...you don't want me anymore, do you?" Shui Wufeng's sad and shallow voice fell to his heart, Feng Yangye trembled, the collapse of his cultivation came to an abrupt end, and he stuck it in Shui Wufeng's palm in fear. Looking at him, "Twelve..."

"Hey, Yangye can't die, will you stay by my side forever?" Feng Yangye held his fingers so tightly that he couldn't speak, but his expression showed that he cared without words.Shui Wufeng smiled softly, took back that wisp of divine consciousness to take care of him, hugged Feng Yangye's body that almost fell into a mortal body and kissed lightly, his dark eyes and strong love were covered by his drooping hair .

Wucheng breathed a sigh of relief, and stroked the soft hair of the white wolf. If Liu Qianshan hadn't been there to save him, to help him save his little master, there must have been a chance to get away, so even if it is to blame, it should be blamed Fuxi, blame himself, and his little master... is really innocent.

Half of Shui Wufeng's consciousness stayed in the sea of ​​consciousness to appease the Taoist couple, and the other half stayed outside to control his actions. Holding Feng Yangye's sleepy body, he got up and looked at Wucheng, "Master Huaihai doesn't intend to enter the banner with Qianshan training?"

"I can't, recuperating in that banner will consume the holy king, right? My physical body is still there, I don't need it, Qianshan..." Wucheng was able to survive because of his little master's special spiritual power , has the power to return to the sky, the wounds on his body are almost healed because of those light spots, and the soul body that was crushed to pieces by Fuxi has also healed a lot. Qian Shan was seriously injured, when he was hesitating, the white wolf's claws caught his sleeve, and he whimpered.

Wu Cheng touched the snow wolf's fur and nodded in response, then looked at Shui Wufeng: "... Qianshan doesn't want to enter the banner either, thank you, Shengjun."

Shui Wufeng paused, took out a bottle of Soul Pill that Feng Banyuan refined last time, and handed it to Wucheng, "...feed this to him, don't hurt him again in the future."

"Thank you, Shengjun..." Wucheng knew why Shui Wufeng said that, and took the soul pill calmly. He also hated himself in the past, and hurt Liu Qianshan too many times... In his limited memory, he remembered that he obviously liked it. The other party never said anything, he couldn't think of the reason, but no matter what, being like that was annoying.

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Western Paradise

The place that used to shine with the Buddha's light and was extremely warm is now dark, the bright sky has turned blue-gray, and the cold wind is whimpering like a wild animal crying outside the window...

The ancient Buddhas have stopped reciting scriptures, sitting in their respective Buddhist halls, looking outside, with deep confusion and panic in their eyes.

In the main hall at the top, Sakyamuni sat on a futon in the hall, closed his eyes, held a rosary in his hand, and stood ten Buddhist monks in red robes, all with solemn faces.

A Buddhist cultivator with exceptionally long earlobe frowned, and the red seal between his brows spoke with indifferent anger: "That monster actually shattered my West Pole Boundary Monument, and even took away the Fengtian Sword. No reputation."

Another Buddhist cultivator opened his mouth upon hearing the sound, his red lips parted and his tone was calm: "Exorcism? I'm afraid you and I can't do it... He can seize the Heavenly Sealing Sword and smash the Western Extreme Monument. You and I are so difficult to be his opponent."

"...More than that, the red-clothed Buddha under Shizun's seat was deceived and rebelled against the West Pole. Let alone slaughtering demons, we don't even have people who can enter and exit chaos."

"Why do you need to go into and out of chaos? That monster was sealed away for thousands of years before, and this time it was sealed for another 200 years. After suffering so much, how can we not find the West Pole for revenge? He will come back...you can return it later I remember when he was in his prime, he drank wine into bliss and laughed at the notoriety of beheading three thousand Buddhas..."

"How can it be prosperous? How could he obtain the demon bone in the Heaven Sealing Sword?"

"Hmph... If he can take away Feng Tianjian, he will definitely be able to take out the devil's bone inside in the future..."

"Shizun...is there a way to break the situation?" The Buddha cultivator in the farthest corner asked quietly, and the ten red-robed ancient Buddhas stopped arguing and looked at the head of ten thousand Buddhas together.

The hall fell silent, and the sound of the rosary rolling became particularly prominent, and the superior slowly opened his eyes that were flowing with Buddha's light, "...wait."

"What do you mean?" The Buddhas frowned, and someone asked.

"It's just waiting... You didn't notice that the chaos below is actually a barrier for the self-protection of the West Pole, and at this moment the barrier is dissipating... In the past, the boundary markers were there, and the divine punishment in the chaos could not get close to me, but now the boundary markers are gone. Broken, I no longer have the ability to avoid the catastrophe of the spirit master, and I will not be able to protect Xiji. You all know that the ancient demon is now powerful and terrifying, and I, Xiji, rebelled against the Buddha and helped the evil. Don't let him..."

"Shizun said so, so wait for him to come, isn't it just waiting for death?"

The rosary in Shi Zun's hand stopped, and the Buddha's light turned in his eyes: "It's not waiting for him to come, he won't seek revenge on the West Pole first... It's waiting for him to find the karma of his fellow emperor... We will come from behind, and we will be able to replace him." Heaven Slaughter Demon."

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Inside the Changxuan Red Halberd, hundreds of lonely souls are sleeping...

The subtle snoring sound was particularly prominent inside, and the white-clothed monk who made the sound stayed in the middle of a bunch of lonely souls, curled up in a ball and fell asleep.

Shui Wufeng opened the big banner, his spiritual consciousness reached in and turned into a human form, and he saw the figure at a glance. With a helpless smile on his lips, he walked over the lonely soul to the side of the sleeping spiritual consciousness of the Taoist companion, and stretched out his hand to hold the hem of his clothes and exposed it His white foot gently scratched the sole of the foot.

Feng Yangye woke up from the itch, got up sleepily and hugged him, a limp little one hanging around his neck like a cat.

Although he had been away from Fuxi for several days, his darling was still not willing to talk, and Shui Wufeng didn't dare to ask more questions, secretly and carefully searched the sub-soul, and searched Feng Yangye's memory.

He knew that the past 200 years had not been good for Feng Yangye, but he personally felt the pain and helplessness in the darkness of that scene, and watched his Taoist companions witness all the fellow disciples die by his own sword, and he lost his will in just a few days ... Even Zhu Xin couldn't describe the torture.

... If he had come out two days earlier, or a few hours earlier, Feng Yangye would not have looked like this now, and on the day he rescued the Taoist couple, only Fuxi's phantom body was killed, and the human emperor's body was hidden in the fairy garden In the depths, I haven't been able to find it yet... How can he get rid of his hatred by just killing his phantom body after hurting his heart so much?A thousand cuts to pieces may not be able to change his heart and soul for a smile or half a comfort.

While thinking about it, Shui Wufeng took the Taoist companion's spiritual consciousness out of the Changxuan red halberd, held it in the palm of his hand, and brushed towards the pale and haggard body in his arms.

Feng Yangye shrank obviously, and seemed to resist entering into his body, sticking to his palm, raised his head and looked at him eagerly.

Shui Wufeng paused for a while, then said in a warm voice: "Don't be afraid, your injuries are already healed, and you won't be in pain when you go back... I'll help you practice when you go back, it's okay, I won't leave you."

The little man in the palm of his hand looked at him for a while, nodded meekly and dullly with his head down, obviously very scared but still easily gave up all resistance.For a moment, Shui Wufeng just wanted to follow the little man's wishes and bring him back to his sea of ​​consciousness to take care of and protect him.He also didn't want to put people back in that body that couldn't hear and couldn't see.

But the wounds on Fengyang Yerou's body were already healed, and he always refused to let go of his spiritual consciousness, which would delay his practice... The devil hesitated for a while, but still sent the spiritual consciousness in his heart into Feng Yangye's body.

The sleepy body came to life because of the infusion of spiritual consciousness, the master turned around and hugged the Taoist beside him tightly, buried his face in his clothes, covering the terrifying eyes that he couldn't repair.Shui Wufeng looked at him and frowned slightly, stroked the thin back of his neck and lowered his head to sniff lightly. The faint medicinal fragrance was mixed with heavy blood, and the smell was no longer so secret to the devil, but more alluring people……