Chapter 1429 The Teacher and the Apprentice Are Deeply in Love

"Sorry, I'm late."

Su Zimo felt guilty.

Mingzhen shook his head and raised his dry palm, as if to wipe away the tears on Su Zimo's face.

But just halfway up, Mingzhen lost his strength, and his arms drooped down weakly.

Seeing this scene, Su Zimo felt a pain in his heart.

He could clearly feel that the breath of life in Mingzhen's body was extremely weak.

If he was a little later, I'm afraid Mingzhen really couldn't hold on!

"Master, the old man has gone."

Su Zimo was silent for a while, but still told the matter.

"I know."

Mingzhen nodded.

Su Zimo was slightly startled, a little confused.

Mingzhen said: "Although I was trapped here at the time, I seemed to sense something."

Having said that, Mingzhen paused for a while, pointed to his chest, and said, "It hurts a bit here. At that time, I knew that it was Master who left."

When the blood of a relative dies, even if they are separated by thousands of miles, they can still get some sensations.

Mingzhen's voice is calm, but under this calm voice, a great sadness is suppressed!

"Master went very peacefully, without pain."

Su Zimo said softly, "Before the old man left, he also told me to come to Nanyu to see you."

When the old monk Yuanbei said this to Su Zimo, he didn't think much about it.

Now that I think about it, the old monk Yuanbei told him this sentence before he left, which must have been a foreboding!

It's just that the old monk Yuanbei's time limit has come, and he can't do anything.

Mingzhen bowed his head slightly.

This little monk with the heart of a child, even in hell, has never been timid or withdrawn at all!

After being trapped here for ten years, he has almost fallen, and his heart has not been shaken in the slightest. He can still maintain his original intention and show a smile.

But at this moment, when he heard the news of the old monk Yuanbei, Mingzhen lowered his head, pursed his lips, and said nothing, silently, but tears fell on the front of his clothes.

Even though Mingzhen has tried his best to restrain the sadness in his heart, he still can't control it.

"Farewell to Dragon Burial Valley is actually a goodbye forever."

After a while, Mingzhen said softly, his voice trembling slightly.

Mingzhen is different from Su Zimo.

Since they were sent to the ancient battlefield, over the years, Su Zimo has been hunted down by the forces of various sects, and has also returned to the Dragon Burial Valley for refuge.

But Mingzhen never had the chance to come back.

In life, there are always regrets.

And some regrets, once missed, it is difficult to make up for life.

Ming Zhen had sensed the fall of the old monk Yuanbei early on, and was trapped here again. Over the years, the pain and torture he has endured is greater than Su Zimo imagined!

After a long time, Mingzhen opened his mouth and said: "I sensed Master's departure, so I am here to recite the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Vow Sutra", "Amitabha Sutra" and "Rebirth Mantra" for Master, hoping that Master can be reborn in bliss and no more pain. "

Su Zimo was about to say something to comfort him, but suddenly he felt something, and his expression changed!

Under his gaze, the inner wall of the blood-colored gourd, like the stomach of a human race, wriggled, oozing out layers of blood!

This blood and water was extremely evil, and it rushed towards Su Zimo and the two of them.

Su Zimo reacted very quickly, waved his robe sleeves, rolled up Mingzhen beside him, jumped up, and came into the air.

But in this blood gourd, the space is limited.

Su Zimo continued to rise with Mingzhen, and in a blink of an eye, he had reached the top of the blood gourd.

The mouth of the gourd was blocked and had already been blocked by Teng Lingzi.

The blood below is surging, it is rising rapidly, and it will not take long for the two of them to be submerged!

Su Zimo is in good condition, but Mingzhen's body is close to collapse, and his mind is fluctuating just now, and he may not be able to withstand the impact of this bloody water!

Su Zimo opened the sea of ​​consciousness, and a blue light flashed.

The lotus platform of good fortune is coming!

Su Zimo held the fortune-telling green lotus in his hand, energized his qi and blood, and he heard waves of waves, running his mana, and smashing it towards the mouth of the gourd!

boom!

A loud bang!

The lotus platform of good fortune slammed into the mouth of the gourd, and there was a huge shock force.

Su Zimo's arms were a little numb, but the mouth of the gourd remained motionless!

boom! boom! boom!

Su Zimo held the lotus platform of good fortune and smashed it down continuously, making a loud noise!

The entire blood gourd was shaking again and again, but the mouth of the gourd still showed no signs of loosening!

And the blood below has spread.

"Junior brother, you take this green lamp down."

At this moment, Mingzhen said, "I can support me here for ten years. On the one hand, it is because of the inheritance of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva; on the other hand, it is because of the protection of this green lamp."

Normally, let alone the Daojun Faxiang, even a half-ancestor might not be able to withstand Teng Lingzi's refining!

This blue light can support Mingzhen to live to the present, its power is evident!

Su Zimo's eyes swept away, in this closed and filthy environment, although the flame on this green lamp was weak and small, it was still burning and emitting a faint light!

It was this faint light that blocked most of the power of the blood gourd!

"Mingzhen, that's not necessary."

Su Zimo's expression was cold, and he said slowly, "I really don't believe that such a filthy blood gourd can devour and refine the green lotus that has captured the heavens and the earth!"

"If you want to swallow the fortune-telling Qinglian, I will let him swallow it!"

Su Zimo pushed his blood to the limit, his figure seemed to have disappeared, and in the rolling blood water, a green and flawless green lotus grew!

This green lotus is flawless and flawless, like a treasure between heaven and earth.

The buds on the green lotus are quietly blooming!

Seven circles of petals bloom one by one, bursting out ten thousand rays of light, divine brilliance!

The huge azure lotus platform holds Mingzhen up, and sixty-three lotus holes burst out with rays of light, nourishing Mingzhen's flesh and blood!

The blood is surging, but it can't get close to this fortune green lotus at all!

call!

Fortune Qinglian swayed gently, and her figure soared, as if to break through the heavens and the earth, carrying an irresistible power, soaring into the sky!

Six Star Mountain.

There are many great powers of the Bloodvine Clan, who have just re-raised the Nandou faction, and are directing their subordinates to clean up the battlefield.

After all, the war ended quickly.

But this fire burned Liuxing Mountain beyond recognition.

Except for the six main peaks, which are still intact, other places are scorched.

The blood vines also suffered heavy losses.

There are more than 10,000 blood vines stationed here in Liuxing Mountain. A fire has damaged most of them!

Before that, the blood vines had completely regarded this place as their own territory, and even some low-level blood vines began to be transplanted here.

Unexpectedly, this fire burned all these low-level blood vines to ashes!

Teng Lingzi landed on the Seven Killing Peaks, and he just activated his blood vessels, while refining the blood gourd, he walked towards his retreat.

Sudden!

The blood gourd in his palm shook.

Teng Lingzi chuckled lightly, with a mocking expression, and said, "After entering my blood gourd, you still want to come out?"

It didn't take long.

The blood gourd swayed again and again.

But to no avail, Teng Lingzi just held it lightly, and the blood gourd couldn't fall!

"Struggle, when you are tired, you will give up."

Teng Lingzi smiled slightly.

suddenly!

Teng Lingzi seemed to sense something, his eyes widened, and his smile froze on his face!