The poor monk who wears books will not go to hell

Li Jinglan took Zhang Shuhua and galloped all the way, ordinary monster soldiers and monster generals couldn't see their figures clearly at all, but Chiyan King, as a monster king in the fusion stage, it was not difficult to catch up with Li Jinglan who was only in the out-of-body stage.

However, Li Jinglan specially carried a magic weapon to help him escape, so Chiyan King couldn't catch up for a while, but the distance between the two was getting smaller and smaller.

Blazing Rock King was very angry, the human race is indeed extremely cunning!He must chop the two people in front into minced meat!He threw the long knife in his hand forward fiercely, and the long knife seemed to tear apart the space, whistling towards the two of them!

Hearing the wind, Li Jinglan couldn't help urging the mana in his body desperately to speed up, but the speed of the Chiyan King's sword was even faster, and it struck the two of them like lightning.

Li Jinglan had no choice but to give Zhang Shuhua the magic weapon of escape, and greeted him with his sword.

"Li Jinglan!" Because Zhang Shuhua couldn't control the magic weapon, he could only watch him getting farther and farther away from Li Jinglan, but he saw Li Jinglan was wounded by Chiyan King's long knife and fell to the ground, vomiting blood, but he was powerless.

When he was getting closer to the Valley of Pills, the magic weapon Li Jinglan gave him suddenly stopped, and Zhang Shuhua was stunned.

When he fell to the ground, his first reaction was not that he couldn't escape, but whether Li Jinglan had already been killed?He ran back quickly!

At this moment, Lian Long also led a group of elders and disciples from Liu Jianzong and Lingyao Valley to rush over.

"Shu Hua, where's Daoyou Li?" Seeing that Zhang Shuhua was fine, but his complexion was extremely bad, as if he was about to cry, Yao Changyun couldn't help asking worriedly.

"Where's junior brother?" The elder of Liujianzong also asked.

"It's right in front," Zhang Shuhua said, and ran forward quickly. Lian Long disliked his slow speed, so he directly lifted him up and walked away with his sword.

After a while, everyone saw two people fighting together not far away, one of them was a tall and strong monster, while the other was a woman, and there was a person lying on the ground behind that woman, it was Li Jinglan undoubtedly!

Several elders of Liujianzong looked at each other and joined the battle team with their swords. When Chiyan King saw so many people coming, his blood boiled and he became more energetic.

The other disciples took the opportunity to carefully lift Li Jinglan, who was breathing weakly, to their own position, and Zhang Shuhua immediately stepped forward to check on Li Jinglan's injuries.

Before checking, he still had hope, but looking at it now, he was almost desperate.No part of Li Jinglan's body was intact, the bones in some places were severed by Chiyan King, and his dantian was also severely hit. With such a serious injury, he was completely unable to do anything.

"Master! Master! Help him!" Zhang Shuhua knelt beside Li Jinglan, crying hissingly.The blood continuously flowing from Li Jinglan's body had already soaked Zhang Shuhua's clothes, and Zhang Shuhua wished that the bright red blood would flow back.

Yao Changyun squatted down, fed Li Jinglan a pill, then shook his head and sighed, "I can't save you even as a teacher." Maybe a alchemist in the out-of-body stage can save him, but where can I find the out-of-body alchemist now? Woolen cloth?The medicine he gave Li Jinglan just now could only delay his death temporarily.

Zhang Shuhua despaired instantly. He looked at Li Jinglan who was lying in a pool of blood and his ashen complexion, and felt that a pair of invisible big hands were strangling his neck, making him unable to breathe at all.

Li Jinglan tried his best to open his eyes. It might be that he was about to die. He saw Zhang Shuhua's face was extraordinarily clear and clear. It was like seeing him for the first time, and it was etched in his heart ever since.

"Shu Hua..." He spat out blood again, the blood blocked his throat, and he couldn't speak.

"Senior Fei should be able to save you! Yes! He can definitely! Li Jinglan, you must persevere! I'll go find him now!" He wanted to get up, but he found that his legs were completely out of control and limp I can't even stand up.

"Shu Hua, it's too late." Yao Changyun sighed deeply. It was nearly ten days' journey from here to the Demon Palace, and Li Jinglan couldn't wait that long.

It was indeed too late, because Li Jinglan's vitality was almost gone, and before he even had time to take a second look at Zhang Shuhua, his complexion quickly turned gray, and he closed his eyes reluctantly.

Zhang Shuhua knelt on the spot in a daze, moved his lips, but couldn't say a word. He couldn't believe that the person who accompanied him to take care of the medicine garden died so easily in front of him. It's a dream!right!It must be a dream!

He began to pinch himself fiercely, growling while pinching, "Wake up! Wake up!"

Yao Changyun watched from the side, the feeling in his heart can be imagined, his heart ached so much, "Shu Hua, don't be too sad."

Zhang Shuhua became fatigued in an instant, as if he had accepted the fact of Li Jinglan's death. He picked up Li Jinglan's body and walked towards the elixir valley with a dull expression. But he doesn't seem to know.

Li Jinglan said to him a few days ago: "I will definitely die before you." He didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at the time, but now he finally understands.

Yao Changyun was worried about him, so he sent several other disciples to follow Zhang Shuhua. Of course, he himself could not leave when Liujianzong was facing the enemy.

Although the elders of Liujianzong are not as good as Chiyan King in terms of cultivation, they are good at sword formation, and the result of their joint efforts cannot be underestimated. Coupled with the woman who just confronted Chiyan King, Chiyan King gradually He appeared to be in a slump, and his body was also injured by the sword energy in the sword formation. Because he couldn't break through the sword formation, he gradually became irritable, and his moves had lost his reason. If you don't die, you will be seriously injured.

However, his luck was really good. Several elders of Liujianzong were about to surround and kill him, when a group of monster soldiers came not far away, rushed over aggressively, and broke up their sword formation as soon as they came.

The Yaozu accepted it as soon as they saw it, and they turned around and went back after rescuing Chiyan King. Some young disciples wanted to chase after him, but they were stopped by the elders.After all, there were not many of them, so if they really wanted to catch up, they might not be able to get a good deal.

"I have met senior." Several elders said respectfully to the woman.They have been retreating in the sect for many years, and they don't know when there was a young senior in the fusion stage. Judging by her attire, she should be from the Piaoxiu Pavilion.

The woman's eyes were slightly bent, and she had a different style, "You don't need to be so polite, I am Lin Yuan, the owner of Piaoxiu Pavilion."

"Thank you Pavilion Master Lin for your help!" Several people said quickly.

Lin Yuan was guilty, "I didn't help much, Li Daoyou still died unfortunately, if I found out earlier, I wouldn't..."

"Master Lin, don't say that, it's too late for us to thank you."

Lin Yuan sighed deeply, "I'm afraid more people will die on the battlefield in the future, the Yaozu is really hateful!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Demon world.

When He Jilin was knocked down by Yin Su again, Yin Su frowned in dissatisfaction, "You seem a little absent-minded today, why?"

He Jilin got up, "There is nothing wrong with the poor monk." His tone was very calm, and he seemed to be really fine.

Yin Su glanced at him inexplicably, sheathed his sword, "Is this king so easy to deceive?"

He Jilin held a Buddhist stick in his hand, "Let's do it again." His brows were indifferent, his expression was peaceful, he really looked like a compassionate and unstained Buddha, but Yin Su could see that he was depressed, It is difficult to become a Buddha if this knot is not resolved, but presumably he has no chance to become a Buddha.

"We won't fight today, you can go back." Yin Su refused him.

He Jilin didn't miss it either, so he turned around and left, but he heard Yin Su say behind him: "Monk Jilin, why do you have to cut off all emotions and desires to become a Buddha?"

He Jilin turned to look at him, "Since you know, why do you need to ask the poor monk?"

Yin Su chuckled, "This king knows it, because only in this way can we be invincible, but, have you done it?"

Of course not, if he did it, how could he be trapped here?So what, mood swings?

"Actually, this king believes that it is not just the need to cut off these things to become a Buddha." Yin Su approached, staring at him, "If you want to reach the peak, no matter who you are or what kind of practice you have to do This, otherwise, you will always be swayed by those things, don't you think?"

He Jilin shook his head slowly, "The poor monk has a different opinion."

"Tell me." Yin Su showed interest.

"Blindly escaping is itself a kind of fear. You cut off your emotions and desires because you dare not face them, dare not try, and if you don't try, you will never be enlightened. Stand still forever."

The more they reach Yin Su's level of cultivation, the more they need to understand, and there is no way for them to gain mental understanding through simple fighting and challenges. Yin Su's game is actually just a meaningless struggle.

Yin Su was stunned suddenly, he understood the meaning of He Jilin's words, could it be that his method was wrong?No, he must be right, why should he listen to a human race?

"You said all this just to let me let you go? Do you think this king will believe you?"

He Jilin smiled, "As long as the benefactor Yin is happy, the poor monk will leave."

He returned to his residence, Chun Wu still put Qin Mao's face on He Jilin's side, and said with spiritual sense: "Master, are you unhappy?"

He Jilin touched his head, "Chunwu, last time you pretended to be Yin Ruo and put that thing on Yin Su's sleeve, but only King Yincheng was recruited, and Yin Su himself had no influence, it seems a bit strange .”

Chun Wu blinked, he couldn't figure it out, "I'll ask my father."

After a while, he told He Jilin: "Father said that it should be Yin Su who sealed his senses, that's why he failed to be recruited."

"Closing off the senses?" He Jilin frowned, "As a demon king in the Mahayana period, Yin Su still needs to be afraid of that kind of thing? What's more, he has already explicitly prohibited such things from appearing in the mansion, so there is no need for him He is also on guard all the time in the mansion, could it be that he is so insecure?"

Or maybe it's his weakness?