The whole sect is reborn

"this……"

It sounds very reasonable. However, isn't this the secret method of immortal monks? Why would an enlightened monk use it? Oh, Ling Junqian understands, maybe because he doesn't want the disciples of Wuwu Zen Academy to know that he uses the 'three-part corpse decomposition method'

', so this master-uncle surrounded his cave in layers at the beginning of the retreat, and did not allow Buddhist practitioners to open these restrictions.

Not only Ling Junqian thinks so, but everyone else in Wuwu Zen Academy also thinks so. After all, if this were not the case, why would this great uncle hide it?

But now is not the time to talk about this. Since the human soul of this great uncle has disappeared, where did it go? He has not come back for such a long time, and the life light was flickering before. He could not have been captured by others.

Bar?

At the thought of this possibility, everyone in the Endless Zen Academy couldn't help but take a breath, and then some people wanted to report to the owner. The human soul is an extremely powerful tonic in the eyes of those demon cultivators. What's more, he is also a Taoist.

The human soul of the eminent monk is a great tonic!

At this time, Xiaohe, who had been silent for three days, frowned and subconsciously moved closer to his uncle. Laosheng immediately stopped him. They could let a child approach, but they would not let strangers touch their home.

Uncle Master, even if the other person is a child.

Xiao He's movement was stopped. He was just a child now and was no match for the opponent who was half a body taller than him. Everyone looked at the confrontation between the two men and was a little confused.

"What's wrong?"

The head of the execution hall asked, but she couldn't say anything, but now she expressed her feelings.

"I always feel that something is not right about this child. Isn't he the one whose body was taken away by a demon cultivator?"

The execution hall master's eyes were as cold as a knife almost immediately, almost cutting the child's skin open to see if he was a evil cultivator inside.

Demonic cultivators can indeed do such a thing. As long as they find a suitable body, they can do whatever they can to seize the body. People who become demonic cultivators mostly do so because their talents are not as good as those of others, so those children with excellent talents can

He became their main target. This Xiao He seemed to be particularly smart and sensible, but now it seemed that he was also a flaw.

But there was no abnormality when Xiao He passed through the gate of Wuwu Chanyuan before? Could it be that this person is so advanced that he can't even distinguish the ancestral formations of Wuyuan Chanyuan?

Feeling the deep malice towards him around him, Xiao He sighed helplessly. Perhaps this was the price for his willfulness.

"I'm not a demon cultivator..."

Boom!

While Xiao He was talking, a thunderbolt struck down from the sky. Ling Jun and several others looked at Xiao He with expressions of "How can I quibble?" Although Xiao He's eyes were blindfolded, he could somehow see.

Seeing the expressions of Ling Jun and others, they were quite helpless at the moment.

"It's not him, it's my uncle who is about to go through the tribulation."

At this time, Liao Sheng looked at the sky with a solemn expression. Looking at the sky through this cave, you will find that the sky above the entire Wuren Temple is black and purple. Thunderclouds gathered one after another, forming a formation that almost encompassed the entire

The thundercloud cover of the Endless Zen Garden.

This is a thunder disaster for high-level monks! And it is imminent and must be overcome!

Several people in Wuwu Chanyuan looked at their master-uncle and then at the sky outside. They were both happy and in complicated moods. They were happy that their master-uncle had been in seclusion for thousands of years and could finally break through Hinayana and become a Mahayana monk. But what worried him was that his master-uncle had been in seclusion for thousands of years.

I haven't woken up yet, and this thunder catastrophe will probably kill my great uncle. What should I do?

In recent years, not only the immortal monks have declined, but also the life of Buddhist cultivators has been difficult. Endless Zen Temple has been in need of a new high-level monk for a long time. Unfortunately, few of the senior masters who have been in seclusion for a long time can wake up.

. As juniors, as long as there is no problem with the life lamp, they will not disrespectfully wake up the elders who have worked hard for half a lifetime. Now, a rising grand uncle is right in front of them, will they be lost immediately?

However, it was complicated, and Liao Sheng and the others were not willing to just sit back and wait for death, so they led each other out, took out all the protective equipment they had in their hands, and covered the cave layer by layer. If I had known it,

The friend who had previously let him break the formation would not be so violent. In that case, when the thunder tribulation falls, he can still resist it for his great uncle.

By the way, there are still a few little donors here who need to be sent away quickly. This thunder disaster is no joke. If you encounter them a little bit, it may be the short distance between life and death.

Ling Jun Qian and others have no objection. Although they really want to see a high-level monk going through a tribulation, it is better not to watch a high-level monk who is bound to die. Being dragged down is a trivial matter. If it is affected, the state of mind will be stagnant.

Before, they had no place to reason.

However, the disciples of Wuwu Chanyuan ran into trouble when they sent the child away because he refused to leave. Seeing those thunderclouds gathering more and more, the disciples of Wuwu Chanyuan became anxious.

"You kid, why don't you leave here quickly?! What should I do if I get implicated?"

Xiao He still refused to leave, and the little red fox had no choice but to stay with him.

At this time, Liao Sheng seemed to understand something and stopped his fellow disciples who wanted to take action forcefully.

The next moment, Xiao He took a deep breath, and the body sleeping deep in the cave flew out and stopped in front of Xiao He. Xiao He stretched out his hand and touched the forehead of the person opposite. The next moment, something magical happened

It happened. Everyone saw Xiao He take a step forward, and then, like an illusion, the two not only did not collide, but even merged.

Everyone watched in stunned silence as Xiao He, who had been blindfolded all the time, disappeared, and then the uncle Wan Ning, who had been sleeping for thousands of years without waking up, finally slowly opened his eyes.

It was a pair of violet-like light purple eyes. When he opened them, coupled with the long white hair of this great uncle floating in the air, it could fall to the ground. For a moment, it was really hard to tell who the great uncle Wan Ning was in front of him.

Human cultivator or demon cultivator.

Compared with Xiao He, whose confused eyes were staring at the white hair of Master Wan Ning's uncle that fell to the ground, and whose hands, feet and eyes were ready to move, this uncle of Master Wan Ning was more like a demon cultivator.

Ling Junqian and Zhu Fu who were waiting outside couldn't help but sigh. But then everyone, including the disciples of Wuwu Chanyuan, reacted, and their pupils trembled wildly!

Wait, wait, this great uncle Wan Ning is the same person as the little benefactor Xiao He just now? Otherwise, why would this great uncle and Xiao He become the same person? So, Xiao He is the great uncle, the great uncle

Wanning is Xiaohe?!