Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

Feng Yangye noticed that the figure of the man in gray who was holding him was slightly blurred, and reached out his hand to touch his face: "Twelve..."

"My soul body has transformed, I'll go back soon, it's fine," Mohun explained calmly, holding Feng Yangye's hand on his face, with a gentle smile, gently scratched Touching the palm of the Taoist companion, the power generated by the fusion oppressed the demon's body and severely damaged it. The part of the Buddha's soul that had been disintegrated before was relatively weak.

Feng Yangye showed worry, and clenched the finger in his palm: "What happened to me just now? Did I hurt you?"

"No, don't be afraid..."

Feng Yangye looked at the house dubiously, and he found that it seemed to be the inside of the bamboo house...

"...Why are we here?" Feng Yangye asked confusedly, Taoist couple seemed to dislike this place very much, why...

The headmaster came to his senses and clenched his fists tightly, "Did I... pull you in?"

"Don't think about it...Yangye was protecting me just now, now Yangye needs a good rest..." Mohun softly comforted him by his ear, Feng Yangye clenched his hands tightly, watching him and refused to let go of his eyes, The black-clothed Buddha Xiu stared at Feng Yangye's hand, clenched the fist into his hand and separated the fingers one by one, rubbing the red marks on his palm carefully and tenderly with a cold face.

It was indeed Feng Yangye who pulled him in, but Feng Yangye was not wrong, his heart should not know what he was doing in such a trance.If you want to blame Shui Wufeng, you also want to blame yourself, for conniving Taoist companions to enter this bamboo house, he didn't even check if there is any danger here, so he rashly let Feng Yangye's temper.

In the final analysis, even if Feng Yangye really made some big mistakes, he would not be willing to scold him now, his darling is like this now, if he said a serious word, he would die of pain...

Strange to say, the suppression and enchantment in this place seemed to have no effect on the red-glowed Taoist companion, and Feng Yangye, who was in a trance, seemed to be very familiar with this place.

He has seen all the memories of Taoist companions, and Feng Yangye has never been to this place... Then where does this inexplicable familiarity come from?

At present, there is still no complete clue, Shui Wufeng let go of his doubts temporarily, the Buddha soul gently kissed the palm of the master's hand, Feng Yangye's attention was attracted, and he turned his head to reveal the soft white and slender neck. Hun looked down at his side neck and didn't follow his desire to kiss, Foxiu also tasted it and quickly raised his head, took Feng Yangye's hand and wiped it lightly.

Probably because of weakness, Feng Yangye's spirit was not very good, Mohun hugged him and stood up, and took a serious look at the room where the Taoist companion brought him in. This is a living room, the decoration is very simple, most of the furnishings are It is made of bamboo, with some white flowers on it. The window is very big, and the sunlight outside shines on a small table and two futons. Living here is average.

The twin souls of Shui Wufeng took the Taoist couple out of the room and walked into the corridor, Jindu has already entered... Temporarily unable to leave this secret place and cannot destroy this bamboo residence, relying on Buddha nature to suppress the influence of this place on emotions Hou Shui Wufeng decided to investigate the Zhuju first to prepare for any accidents.

The Zhuju is not very big, except for a living room, there is only a room at the back...it is empty, only a mirror and a futon are placed.

It was a very large mirror, as tall as a person, with a slightly narrower width. The color of the frame looked like copper, and the texture was extremely hard, but it had been wiped to show traces of wear and tear. In the air, the mirror is also very strange, and nothing can be seen.The owner of this bamboo house put the futon in front of the mirror, not knowing what he was looking at.

Feng Yangye looks puzzled at the mirror, and Shui Wufeng has a strange idea in his heart... Is the owner here spying on something?

The monster hesitantly hugged the man and sat on the futon. He raised his hand, and the worn part of the mirror frame was much lower than the height his hands were used to reaching.

Foxiu knelt down and put his hands on the mirror to channel some spiritual power, but the mirror surface remained blank, as if reflecting an empty world.

Feng Yangye looked at this mirror, somehow it made him feel familiar...it was like looking at this bamboo house...but he couldn't have been here before.

The master raised his slender hand to touch the mirror, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity rushed into his heart, but the mirror was still calm, and there was no reaction to anyone touching it, and no spirits appeared.

……

"Shizun, the monster escaped from the Fuxi Divine Palace under our siege. It can be seen that the cultivation level is beyond our comparability, and the Emperor is afraid that he has already been killed. The monster will come back to seek revenge sooner or later... all of us What should the Buddha do?"

In the Buddhist hall of Xitian Bliss, all the ancient Buddhas in red clothes have dignified faces. Shi Zun sits cross-legged on the futon and holds a rosary in his hand. His face is covered by shadows, "Don't worry..."

"Shizun asked us to wait last time... this time, there is no need to rush. Chijiri doesn't know when he will return. The West Pole is already in danger. Does Shizun still have to wait? What else can we wait for?" They also thought Chijiri was responsible for the corpses scattered all over the Human Emperor's Palace. In order to avenge Fuxi alone, they wiped out Fuxi's entire family in a short period of time. ... All the ancient Buddhas felt uneasy, and the entire West Pole was covered in a haze.

"... let's all go down," Shizun's Buddha's voice spread throughout the Buddhist hall, and the ancient Buddhas were all scorched, but no matter how anxious they were, it was useless, and it would only increase panic.

The ancient Buddhas exited the Buddhist hall one by one, and when the last person left in the corner, he vaguely heard the Buddha chanting a Buddhist gatha: "Like a fire covering a dry salary, the fire of growth is blazing. If you are a happy person, the fire of love will grow..." Although the fire is burning, everyone can abandon it... Love burns the world... Obsession is unforgivable..."

"Shi Zun is talking about Chijiri?" Gufo asked after stopping.

Sakyamuni twirled the rosary and was silent for a while, "Go down..."

The ancient Buddha left with doubts, and the Buddha sat alone in the hall. All the Buddhas in the West Pole were silent and the atmosphere was solemn.

……

In the deep secret realm of fairy court

After touching the mirror, Feng Yangye kept staring at the mirror in a daze, and Shui Wufeng immediately blocked his heart's sight in a panic when he realized something was wrong.

"Yangye?" Mohun held that face and called softly, Feng Yangye blinked dimly, and leaned against his palm lightly in a daze.

"You're here..." Feng Yangye said something inexplicable, and smiled foolishly, the Mo Buddha was suffocated for half a breath, and the Mohun got up first to pick him up and walked out.

Feng Yangye pulled his sleeve and didn't want him to go out, his expression was almost the same as when he was pulled into Zhuju, looking at him with obsession in his eyes: "Don't go? Let's stay here...I..."

Shui Wufeng resisted not agreeing to the Taoist companion's request, and led people out, panic flashed in Feng Yangye's eyes, and a red light flashed on his body again, but the spiritual power accumulated before had been exhausted, he covered it He groaned with his stomach in his stomach, but he didn't have the strength to pull Shui Wufeng back.

"Yangye..." Shui Wufeng began to regret that he had indulged Feng Yangye to pull him in, what should he do if something happened to the Taoist companion because of his decision?

Feng Yangye was taken out of the bamboo house, and the few wisps of spirit master's aura from Shui Wufeng's body were summoned, wrapping around him, isolating all other auras.

The head of the sect slowed down for a while, as if he was no longer in a trance, Shui Wufeng's two souls were staring at him, the fusion became closer, and their wills became more unified, not wanting to make Feng Yangye uncomfortable, It has always been the demon soul who comforted him: "What did Yang Ye see just now? Are you scared?"

Feng Yangye rubbed his head, trying to remember something, but like the previous two times, he lost a memory: "I...don't remember..."