However, the black sacred monument had not fallen yet, and it burst into tears.

At the same time, Kong Lanyou flew out from the center of the fragmented monument, surrounded by colorful holy lights, like a peerless peacock goddess, striding towards the king of victory.

With each step, she can span a distance of dozens of miles, and the heaven and earth at her feet seem to become a little small.

"How is that possible?" The winning king revealed an incredible expression.

For a long time, the Universal Tablet has been the most proud of Zhongying Wang's peerless studies.

How could one think that it would be broken so easily?

Wanting to win more than Wang thought, Kong Lanyou had reached him, hit him with a finger, and nodded at his brows.

The brilliance of the colorful, gathered to the fingertips.

This finger evacuates the heaven and earth aura within a thousand miles, and even the rules of heaven and earth have become somewhat confused.

The winning king once again pinched his palms and played the power of 100 Saints.

Behind him, the phantom of Baisheng also hit a palm at the same time and hit Kong Lanyou ahead.

"Well."

Kong Lanyou's finger penetrated the palm of the winning king.

Immediately after, she turned her fingers into a palm and hit three palm prints in a row, hitting the palm, chest and left brain of the Win King.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Suffering three consecutive heavy blows, the majority of the evil spirits on the King of Wins dissipated, his body was sunken, his neck bone was broken, his mouth spit blood, and he flew out to the right.

Kong Lanyou's palm, carrying a peacock flame, caused the body of Zhongying Wang to burn. Regardless of the means used by the winning king Shi Shi, the flames cannot be extinguished.

His body, like a burning iron, began to melt.

The King of Wins realized that he had a huge gap with Kong Lanyou, and did not dare to continue fighting. He flew down to the bone bone altar, took control of the altar, and immediately flew towards the Pluto sword grave.

In an instant, he disappeared into the sky.

Only the Qingtian blood emperor can resolve the peacock flames on him, so he must rush back immediately.

Kong Lanyou stood in midair, staring quietly at the fleeing Zhongying Wang, and didn't intercept it.

Because she deliberately let go to win the king.

"The Qingtian Blood Emperor helped the Win King to dissolve the peacock flames on his body, and it will take at least 20% of the repair."

She glanced down and stared at Indra, saying, "Master, would you like to go to Pluto sword grave?"

Indra looked at the ravaged earth, and flames were burning everywhere, and sighed, "The felony detained in Nether Hell must not escape. For human beings, it is a terrible disaster."

"Since the flames of war have spread to Sikong Chanyuan, the poor monk is no longer able to survive alone."

"Let's go! I have to go for a while to see the blood emperor of the sky, but I want to see how strong the undead blood race is eight hundred years later."

Kong Lanyou glanced at Zhang Ruochen again, and finally stepped out, as if it penetrated a certain barrier between heaven and earth, and when she stepped down, she appeared in the Pluto sword grave.

Indra also rushed to the Pluto sword grave, and only Si Ruochen, Da Sikong, Er Sikong, and Xiao Sikong remained in Sikong Zen Academy.

"Since Lan You and Master Indra have rushed to the Plutonian Sword Mound and the siege of the imperial army, there should be no loss in Nether Hell." Zhang Ruochen secretly said.

In any case, the undead are the common enemy of human beings, and no one wants them to release Pluto.

"Well! What about the second prince of the undead blood?"

Er Sikong's fingers scratched his scalp.

Zhang Ruochen's gaze glanced over the past, and he did not see the second prince.

I don't know if he has run away or died in the aftermath of the Holy War just now?

No longer thinking about it, Zhang Ruochen sat down on his knees, swallowed a sacred sacred blood, squeezed a sacred stone with both hands, and began to go all out to restore the sanctity in the body.

By daybreak, Zhang Ruochen's cultivation had recovered 70% to 80%.

Zhang Ruochen stood up, moved his wrists and ankles, stood halfway up the mountain and looked down the mountain.

The original lush mountain forest completely turned into scorched soil, and in some places, flames were burning, melting the soil into magma.

At this time, a fragrant rice scented in the Zen courtyard.

Zhang Ruochen stood up, followed the scent, and came to Zhaitang of Zen Academy.

I saw Da Sikong, Er Sikong, and Xiao Sikong who were only three or four years old. They were eating Zhaifan in three directions around a tan wooden table.

On the table were polenta, steamed buns, bamboo shoots, and some green fruits. Although they were very vegetarian, they were quite rich.

Outside the Zen Temple, just after a battle of life and death, the earth of thousands of miles turned into terracotta. They can eat and sleep like normal people, which is really incredible.

When Da Sikong saw Zhang Ruochen coming in, he immediately lowered his bowl, knocked on the table with his fist, and slammed: "Second Master, look at the way you eat, just like a hungry rice croaker. A Buddhist monk? Didn't you see Zhang Shizong coming in? Don't you go and give him a bowl of fast food? "

"Oh!"

Er Sikong immediately dropped the bowl and walked to the kitchen.

Da Sikong's big face smiled at Zhang Ruochen, and said, "The second master is like that. He is still young and not very sensible. Zhang Shizhu should not be surprised. Sit, sit, and fast at our Zen temple. full."

Zhang Ruochen walked to a wooden table by the window, sat down, and looked at the stupa outside the window and the red flowers wrapped around the railing. Somehow, his mood became extremely peaceful.

This Zen courtyard is a real place of cleanliness. It was only because of his arrival that it broke the purity of it, and there was some guilt in his heart.

Unable to help, Zhang Ruochen sighed.

"What are you sighing?"

On the opposite side, a crisp and sweet voice sounded, extremely pleasant, as high as a clear spring stone, as well as a clear wind blowing the moon.

Zhang Ruochen looked intently at the past, and at the same time, the seat opposite was already sitting with a beautiful white-haired woman.

Zhang Ruochen immediately looked to the right, and saw Da Sikong and Xiao Sikong's table, and there was an extra monk unknowingly sitting on the chair as if he had been sitting there all the time.

It is clear that Kong Lanyou and Master Indra have just returned to Sikong Zen Academy just now.

Zhang Ruochen immediately asked, "Kong ... Seniors, have the undead blood in the Pluto sword grave retreated? What is the outcome of the war?"

"You answer my question first."

Kong Lanyou's beautiful dusty eyes were like two black gems, Zhang Ruochen staring straight, as if he wanted to see him through.

Zhang Ruochen pursed his lips and became calm. He pointed his fingers at the red flowers wrapped around the window and said, "You see how beautiful life is, but we are destroying it all. Shouldn't we sigh?"

Kong Lanyou shook his head slightly and said, "No, that's wrong."

"Right?" Zhang Ruochen asked in return.

Kong Lanyou continued to shake his head without blinking and said, "You should not be so calm. As a normal person, when I sit opposite him, he should be honest and horrified, immediately stand up and kneel in front of me. Worship. But you don't. "

Zhang Ruochen was still calm and stubbornly, banging his finger on the desktop, and said, "Do you want to see me like that?"

"Of course not."

Kong Lanyou also said: "When you are trying to disguise yourself, even me, you can't see any flaws. So before returning to the Zen Temple, I told Master Indra that I want to take a quiet look at you What does it look like without disguising yourself? "

"You saw it? Then, can you tell me, what exactly did I look like at that time?" When Zhang Ruochen said this, his voice was slightly trembling.

Since he arrived 800 years ago, he has been carefully disguising himself, trying to hide the secret in his heart.

Sometimes, he even quickly forgot what he was like at first?

Kong Lanyou's eyes were slightly red, and he said, "I see that you have some sadness, some sorrow, and some loneliness and loneliness. You shouldn't have such emotions without going through the ups and downs of life. "

Zhang Ruochen just sat there quietly, silent, but he did not dare to look at Kong Lanyou.

He wanted to tell Kong Lanyou all the truth immediately, however, there were always some negative emotions that would unknowingly emerge and affect his decision.

"Mingtang is surnamed Kong, not Zhang."

"In that year, the Kong family took over the court of Shengming's central empire and took away the rights of the Zhang family."

"Was it worthy of a woman's word?"

...

Every cursed voice, a **** picture, kept coming to Zhang Ruochen's mind.

"Zhang, your fast food."

Er Sikong, holding a wooden plate, came to the table and placed a bowl of clear porridge, a plate of bamboo shoots, three steamed buns, and four blue fruits in front of Zhang Ruochen.

In the other direction, Da Sikong yelled, "I haven't seen Master and Senior Kong have returned. I'm not ready to serve two more bowls."

"Go right away."

Er Sikong took the wooden plate and immediately went to the kitchen again.

Zhang Ruochen exhaled slowly, trying to adjust her emotions, so as not to be affected by the demon.

Gradually, his expression returned, holding the porridge in his hand and taking a sip.

Very sweet and fragrant, surprisingly delicious.

Kong Lanyou also seemed to realize that Zhang Ruochen was in a dangerous state just now, so he did not continue to persecute him.

She picked up a hoe, twisted a small piece with a thin jade finger, put it into the crystal-clear mouth, chewed slowly, and looked particularly elegant.

Whether it is Kong Lanyou or Zhang Ruochen, in fact, they no longer need to consume grains and grains ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ However, they are enjoying this rare tranquility of Sikong Zen Academy.

Pretending to be casual, Zhang Ruochen glanced at her.

The appearance of Kong Lanyou's eating was extremely cute and touching. The two lips were like lotus tips, flawless, gently mixed, and sometimes exposed white shell teeth, each one was like pearls.

At this moment, she looks like a Mingtang ancestor, clearly the little girl 800 years ago.

Everything seems to return to the original, eat together, take morning classes together, practice swords together, and learn together.

Zhang Ruochen cherishes this moment very much, because he doesn't know if there will be such an opportunity in the future?

How hopeful, this time, it can be like the original. Chi Yao sat aside, grabbed the **** in the hands of Kong Lanyou, put a small piece into her mouth, and then put it in Zhang Ruochen's bowl, and said with a smile: "Lan You, you What if I eat so much and get fat? I should give it to your cousin. He should eat more. "

However, all that will no longer exist.