Dressed as the protagonist Shou's brother who died young

After Yu Zihui took Wen Song into Bikong Mountain, he took out a map from the Najie, on which many places were marked with conspicuous marks.

Wen Song looked over, "Is there anything special about these marked places?"

Yuzi turned his furry head back and explained: "The area of ​​Bikong Mountain is too large, and it is too time-consuming to search blindly, so I bought a map from Senior Brother Mennei after I took over the task. It marks the monster lair where the monster pill was born."

Wen Song tilted his head sideways, looking at him with dark and moist eyes, "Why don't I remember when senior brother bought a map?"

"Just don't remember," Yu Zihui rolled up the map and tapped his forehead, "Let's go, let's go in."

"Oh," Wen Song rubbed his forehead and pursed his lips.

Yu Zihui was a good protector. He walked a little forward to Wen Song's left and protected him firmly behind him.

The two began to search purposefully along the marked spots. When they went to explore the domains of those monsters, they would often stick a breath-holding talisman on themselves, so as not to be attacked by monsters and waste their spiritual power for nothing.

Because of the carefulness of the two of them, it was safe along the way.

Ten days later, Yuzi returned and they finally found the spiritual plant to pick at Yanjing Lake in the north.

Wen Song's eyes were shining, he pointed to the most conspicuous place in the center of the lake, and said happily: "Brother Yu, I saw the flowers of the past."

Under the water of Yanjing Lake, a flower that burns like a flame is reflected, and a mist rises from the surface of the water, locking the moonlight-drenched lake into a faint blue smoke, floating and dancing, and the light in the mist Little by little, it looks like a shooting star from a distance, Zhuo Zhuo looks closer and realizes that it is Bi Ying chasing.

Such a beautiful look is not like the world.

When Yu Zi saw such a scene, his first reaction was not to appreciate it. He pulled Wen Song back to the distance, his brows were full of vigilance, "Be careful."

Wen Song turned to look at him, "Is there something wrong?"

Yuzi looked back at the strange flower swaying on the lake, and said, "This flower is hunting monks."

"Hunting?" Wen Song didn't understand what he meant.

"Yes, there is no specific time limit for the growth of the past life flowers, because their growth is a process of getting rid of the bad karma of the past and gaining the bliss of a new life. The thing that can make them get rid of the bad karma is the monk's blood, so compared with Shady, they prefer to grow on piles of bones."

"And only the most dangerous places can accumulate bones."

"So, they will continue to hunt monks and let the monsters guarding them nourish it with blood. The higher the monk's cultivation level, the richer the nutrients it will get, and the stronger its medicinal properties will be."

Yu Zihui's voice was a bit cold, like a first-class cold stream flowing down from a distant mountain, wrapped in the coldness of the forest.

"Do you think it's incredible that such a precious spiritual plant is irrigated with the blood of countless monks?"

"Not at all." Wen Song's gaze was pure and transparent, "The flower of sin that grows from death can repair the soul of a monk, and the nutrients it grows come from the blood of a monk. Isn't this kind of drinking and pecking a reincarnation?"

After hearing his words, Yu Zi was inexplicably stunned.

The cycle of the world has its own definite number, there is no blind gain, and there is no blind loss.

What is rebirth?

Go to the boundless evil karma, and go to the roots of goodness.

All kinds of things here are nothing more than reincarnation.

At this moment, Yu Zi vaguely felt his way.

He sat cross-legged, taking advantage of the sudden clarity in the sea of ​​consciousness, immersed in a small samsara.

Because of this sudden epiphany, the surrounding spiritual energy gradually gathered around him, forming a small vortex, which continuously washed through his blood. As time passed, the breath-holding talisman on Yu Zihui's body lost its effect.

And after his aura was exposed, the surface of the lake gradually became choppy.

Wen Song looked at the gradually dissipating mist, and suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart. He looked at the unconscious Yu Zihui, and decisively sacrificed the red silk curtain in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Facts have proved that his approach is correct.

After he sacrificed the red silk curtain, the ripples of the water surged from the center of Yanjing Lake, and the moment it touched the embankment, a silver-purple monster broke through the water in the gully.

Wen Song tore off the breath-holding talisman on his body, and drew the monster's gaze to himself.

The purple emperor python's two bowl-sized eyes looked at the little man wearing the red gauze on the ground. According to its thinking, it would naturally prefer to eat the monk behind him, but since this little thing wanted to stop it, it even ate him. It's the same.

It didn't want the venom to corrupt the little monk into blood, so it gently spit out a water column mixed with a little venom.

Standing in front of Wen Song, he poured his spiritual power into the red silk curtain, his heart moved in an instant, and a tail of red yarn overlapped heavily, blocking the water column outside.

The Purple Emperor Python was just teasing this little monk for fun, he didn't want his magic weapon to block its venom, and most of them have developed spiritual consciousness after cultivating to this level, so they naturally saw the red yarn extraordinary.

This monster has a cautious and venomous character, so if the Foundation Establishment cultivator behind this little cultivator woke up suddenly, it would be unwilling to hold back, and instantly spit out a big mouthful of stinky venom towards Wen Song.

Wen Song looked at the thick and smelly liquid coming from his head, and his scalp felt a little numb. He picked up the red silk curtain and put it on top of him and Yu Zihui.

The venom flowed down the red yarn to the ground, and the lush green grass was instantly corroded into black, and it was still spreading deeper. In the end, a large deep pit was sunken on the originally flat ground.

Seeing that his attack was dodged again, the Purple Emperor Python immediately hissed and swung its tail towards the little monk.

Wen Song quickly used his magic weapon to shrink the red yarn, wrapping it around the two of them, forming a red cocoon.

The moment the purple emperor python's thick tail hit it, the red cocoon trembled, and Wen Song's face turned pale.

It was also at this moment that he vaguely saw Jiang Ling's shadow through the red gauze, and he hurriedly called for help, "Senior Brother Jiang."

However, Jiang Ling didn't even give him a look, and flew to the center of the lake with the magical weapon. Just when Wen Song thought he would pick the flowers of the past life without any effort, another bright white monster rushed out of the water. out, and suddenly bit off his arm.

Hearing Jiang Ling's scream, he was dragged underwater.

Wen Song looked at the blue and white figure that suddenly melted into the night river, and his heart trembled. No wonder no one had picked the flowers of the past life so far. It turned out that there were two monsters guarding them.

He looked at the monsters that kept rushing towards him in front of him, and suddenly felt a little powerless. It was not easy for him to use a magic weapon of the level of the red silk curtain three times with all his strength. If Yu Zihui didn't wake up again, I'm afraid they Both of them are going to fold here.

one more time.

A stream of blood overflowed from the corner of Wen Song's mouth. While inputting spiritual power, he took out a bottle of Buling Pill from the storage bag and took it.

Just now when the Purple Emperor Python saw that someone wanted to steal the Flower of Rebirth while it was unaware, anger welled up in its eyes, and after lingering above Yanjing Lake for a week, it began to hit Wen Song's defense more fiercely.

Wen Song didn't know how many nourishing pills he had eaten. After an hour passed, his blue and white Taoist robe was covered with blood.

After Yu Zihui woke up from the epiphany, he was already at the seventh floor of the foundation building, and before he had time to say anything, he was pressed softly by a body.

Although he didn't know the situation yet, Yuzi knew Wen Song's aura. He smelled the strong smell of blood on his body, and his expression immediately turned cold.

Yu Zi looked back at the mad purple emperor python, then at Wen Song who was lying unconscious on his lap, and decisively fled with him in his arms.

But the Purple Emperor Python was not so easy to get rid of. It coveted Yu Zihui's blood very much, so after the two escaped, it persevered in chasing after them.

In the process of being hunted down, Yuzi looked back at Ji Wensong's body, not daring to make any big moves. He was so tired that he was thrown to the waist by the purple emperor python. The beast, with a cruel heart, threw all the flowing pill talismans on its body into its eyes.

After the loud sound of the talisman, there was the painful neighing of the monster. Taking advantage of the two breaths of the purple emperor python's loss of direction, Yu Zihui immediately tore off the moving talisman, and then got rid of the monster behind him.

He fled to a hidden mountain col with Wen Song in his arms, and set up a hidden magic circle around the two of them.

Yu Zihui put Wen Song on a stable place, scanned his body inch by inch with his spiritual sense, and found that his dozens of meridians showed signs of bursting.

Yuzi was startled, he quickly took out a Fumai Pill from the ring, and fed it to Wen Song.

The elixir melts in the mouth, and the power of the medicine spreads gently in the body, which immediately stops the bursting of the meridians, but it cannot restore the original meridians to their original state.

After Wen Song took the elixir, his frowning brows relaxed a little, and he gradually became conscious, "Senior Brother Yu."

When Yuzi saw that he was awake, his tense heart was loosened. He sat next to Wen Song and said in a strict voice: "Junior Brother Wen, how can you be so careless about your body? I didn't have this epiphany. Next time, next time, but you only have one life, so you can't tell the priority?"

Wen Song, who had been scolded just after waking up, frowned, and he argued: "When I had an epiphany, Senior Brother Yu also protected me."

Yu Zi looked back at the bloodstains on his body, showing a rare expression of impatience, "How can this be the same?"

Wen Song said stubbornly, "It's the same."

When Yu Zi saw his unrepentant appearance, he was anxious and helpless.At the same time, there is also a trace of guilt and emotion that is so inexplicable.

For a while, it's hard to tell.

Seeing that he was silent, Wen Song pursed his pale lips, "Senior Brother Yu, I didn't support you when you were hurt, but protected you when you had an epiphany. Do I have a conscience?"

Yu Zi looked down at him, even though those clear eyes were hurt, they were still bright and bright, the purest white and the most ignorant black, Gu Mian Liupan mixed into the most colorful color.

"It is."