The dazzling blue fire came into his eyes. Yan Feng looked at the moon hanging in the sky, but his heart was as calm as water at this moment.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and it was blood red, slowly fading away, turning back to its original black color, the red flame on his body dissipated, and the yin and yang in his eyes also disappeared.

All the power is separated from Yan Feng.

Looking at the blue fire getting closer and closer, the black and blue scales on the drought scattered a faint light under the moonlight.

But just as the blue fire was about to vent on Yan Feng, a golden light column appeared in an instant from the gap in the underground palace that Bai Mi had originally struck. Above the light column, densely filled with profound Sanskrit.

At the same time, the words of Hong Ruolei Bell's sutra mantra sounded and echoed in the underground palace.

Yan Feng seemed to have an illusion. In his eyes, there seemed to be a Buddha in the golden light absorbed from the gap!

Lotus platform, Buddha bone and golden body!

The golden light column instantly enveloped the drought, and the blue fires that were surging towards the storm of the wind actually survived and disappeared in this golden light.

Just as the blue fire disappeared, Yan Feng's body was about to be grounded at this moment. If he landed at such a height, he would probably have to smash it to pieces. But at this moment, a red flame rushed out of the gap, and with the wolf king growled, his body was like a phantom and then rushed towards the gap again.

The drought-blue eyes rose in the eyes of the drought-blue. He wanted to chase after Yan Feng and Bai Mi to kill Yan Feng, but he found that he could not move at all. The golden light actually bound the drought-blue firmly.

Grasping this gap, Bai Mi's body had already reached the gap, passed through the gap, and rushed directly into the vast night sky.

But just as Bai Mi rushed through the gap, the original pillar of golden light burst out instantly. The Sanskrit words in the scriptures resounded through the real underground palace, and the golden light radiated in a circular shape, instantly covering the entire underground palace.

The meaning of the drought-roaring sky shakes the sky and the earth.

Yan Feng lay down on Bai Mi, listening to the roar of Hanba, turned around and looked at the gap with golden light, and frowned. Monk Xuanzhen was no longer on the wolf's back at this moment.

Obviously, the Buddha I saw was Xuanzhen!

What exactly...had he gave birth to?! Why did Xuanzhen look like this!

"Xiaobai, what's going on?"

As soon as Yan Feng asked, a sound of vicissitudes fell into his ears. This sound was from Monk Xuanzhen.

"Strict donor."

Yan Feng's pupils shrank, wondering why Xuan Zhen talked to him, but now he couldn't tolerate him thinking too much, and asked in his heart.

"Master, what did you give birth to?"

"Donor, your path is longer than that of heaven. This life is destined to be extraordinary. I am able to get to know the donor, which is a good fate."

"Drought Ba, I have a low cultivation level and have been granted my title for only three years. In three years, the drought Ba will come back to the world. In addition, I hope the donor can find the Yu family in the Ghost Cave... This is related to the people of the world. I will thank the donor first!"

Yan Feng frowned, and the words of Monk Xuanzhen seemed to be made in advance. There was no so-called dialogue at all, but it just fell into his ears.

"The pond water is cold and the five peaks surround it. This is what I should have done before. If you have a fate to do it, you will meet again."

"The pond is cold, and the five peaks surround..."

The sound disappeared, Yan Feng's pupils shrank, and when he looked back, the sound of the drought-bar had disappeared in the gap in the underground palace at this moment, and the golden light that had been emitted before also disappeared.

"The art of sacrificing one's own life in Buddhism."

Bai Mi said, "This old monk has used the art of sacrificing oneself."

"Sacrifice yourself..."

Yan Feng murmured to himself...

In the underground palace, the four lands were shining with golden light. Everything, all the Yin corpses, turned into golden statues, maintaining the last moment of movement, and not moving.

In the gap in the underground palace, there is a black stone sculpture quietly suspended in the gap in the gap. The moonlight of the water chestnuts shines and turns gray. This stone sculpture looks like a monk, sitting cross-legged, with kind eyes, long eyebrows, long beards, and looks exactly the same as that of Monk Xuanzhen.

The art of sacrificing oneself in Buddhism, to save the people with my life!

Not far from the stone sculpture transformed by Monk Xuanzhen, there was a golden statue, holding the female corpse in one hand, which was the sealed drought.

But those dark blue eyes still radiated with light, with an angry murderous intent inside them.

Above the sky, Bai Mi cut through the sky and left, but when she broke through the sky thirty miles away, she suddenly coughed violently, and blood spurted out from the wave's mouth, and her body became unstable and she fell to the ground sideways.

"noob!"

Yan Feng was also seriously injured. He was lying on the wolf's back and could not move at all, and he could not even get up.

Boom boom boom boom...

The white wolf landed in the mountains, and its huge body dragged hundreds of meters in succession. Countless big trees were uprooted by powerful momentum, which shocked a large number of birds and orioles.

The powerful momentum was vented, and everyone was fainted.

The night is quiet...

Bai Mi and Yan Feng, who turned into little white wolf, lay in a pile of hay, silently.

Until an hour later, there were voices in the forest, and dense footsteps sounded. More than a dozen people with lights found this place. Judging from their appearance, they were all monks.

"Senior brother, look, here!"

For a monk, he should be close to forty years old, and he thinks he should be like an older senior brother among his disciples.

"The sound they made just now?" The monk looked at Yan Feng and Xiaobailang, without any delay, and quickly asked his junior brothers to lift Yan Feng and Xiaobailang up.

"Senior Brother, what should I do?" The little monk had never seen the world before, and was already a little panicked when he saw the man and wolf at this moment.

"What are you nervous?" The middle-aged monk patted the little monk's bald head, looking like he was so angry that he couldn't make him feel weak.

"Take it back to the temple first."

"yes!"

More than a dozen monks carried one man and one wolf in the middle of the night and finally entered a temple that didn't look very magnificent.

Three words in front of the temple: Chuye Temple!

I was drowsy. When Yan Feng woke up, he felt a splitting headache. He narrowed his eyes slightly and saw the ancient wood-colored beams. It seemed that several rats had run by.

When he turned his head, he saw that the little white wolf was lying beside him, and the wound on his body had already scarred.

Where is this...

Yan Feng frowned. He remembered that he and Xiaobai fell from the sky, and after landing, he remembered nothing.

I glanced out of the window and the light was gradually revealing. I thought it was early morning.

Yan Feng raised his head and sorted out his thoughts in his mind.

I couldn't help but think of the last words of Monk Xuanzhen: "Three years..."

According to Xuanzhen's meaning, his technique of sacrificing oneself can seal the drought bar for up to three years, and after three years, the drought bar will still be born.

"The Yu family in Ghost Grottoes." Yan Feng couldn't help but wonder why Xuan Zhen had time to find this corpse-refining family? Could it be that the Yu family is really related to the drought.

"The pond water is cold, and the five peaks surround it, where is this?" Yan Feng remembered the six words that Xuan Zhen told him in the end.

Obviously, this is where Lin Xueer is, but she did not directly point out where it was. What does this Xuanzhen monk mean?
Chapter completed!