Dong Guoji was trapped in the cauldron and could not move, and knew in his heart that he was afraid that something would be wrong.

He whispered: "Aunt Ji Sun, you are enlightened**You are wrong. Since you are a saint, you can only be a scholar of Gao Xue. Tang Xianjue was a top genius in the Great Chu. If he was used as a tripod, this method would definitely be successful. There are also records of the classic "Warring States Period" in the inheritance of our Dongguo family.

According to legend, this sutra is often seen by monks when saints preach the Dharma. If they fail five times, the sutra will be burned to ashes with the holy fire. My life is saved by my aunt, and death is not a pity, but it will be a big deal to delay my aunt's affairs..."

When Tang Yu heard Dong Guoji say this, he felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, Aunt Ji Sun turned her head and looked at Tang Yu, and a look of hesitation appeared on her face.

Tang Yu was shocked, but his expression was very calm. He smiled faintly and said, "Young Master Dongguo, don't be nervous. The "Warring States Period" is profound and profound. Where can the scholar Gao see it? The enlightenment is to activate the wisdom and cultivation level, and it is also very beneficial to Lord Dongguo.

After preaching the Dharma, you are still a bachelor’s degree, but your magic power and insight have soared several times.

You can understand my aunt's classic "The Warring States Period" at a glance. If you can get this scripture for your aunt, you will be the descendant of the classic "The Warring States Period". Why do you shirk responsibility in such mutually beneficial matters?"

Tang Yu paused and said, "Besides, the art that my aunt thought was made in high school. Before the saint, I would like to ask the saint to teach the Dharma again. This opportunity is once a lifetime. Don't let your aunt down..."

As the descendant of the Hezong Lianheng lineage, Tang Yu's words were already inflammatory. Ji Sun Xianrou was already in a frenzy, and Tang Yu's words made her even more touching her weakest point.

After he said this, Ji Sun Xianrou really showed a decisive look on her face.

Immediately, she flipped her hand, took out a scroll, and began to recite aloud with a slight slight sound.

Sure enough, Tang Yu's judgment was correct. Ji Sun Xianrou was thinking about making art, which should be made by Dong Guoji.

As her loud voice drifted in the practice room, the statue of the saint began to react, and the saint's eyes were on Dong Guoji, and the surrounding Dong Guoji was surrounded by a blazing fire.

Does the saint preach the Dharma?

Tang Yu personally experienced the teachings of saints. However, he was the first to see such a domineering saint.

Dong Guoji was included in the fire, his face was distorted, he struggled desperately, and he let out a heart-wrenching roar. The scene was so terrifying.

After one transmission, Dong Guoji's body had changed, his cheeks were swollen, and his body was swelling, as if he had been stung by a bee all over his body. It was swollen like Zhu Bajie.

Ji Sun Xianrou showed joy on her face and continued to recite.

The saint began to pass on the Dharma for the second time, and the fire once again wrapped around Dong Guoji. Dong Guoji began to roar heart-wrenchingly. The painful and sad scream made Tang Yu dare not look directly at him.

But he saw his body slowly rising like a ball. His body swelled into a round shape, and his skin was stretched brightly. It seemed to be broken by a blink of an eye.

Ji Sun Xianrou frowned, "Hmm?" and suddenly turned her head and said, "Look first, come here, come here and help your aunt with a little favor..."

Tang Yu felt cold in his heart. He realized that something was wrong. He would not hear Ji Sun Xianrou frightened and fooled him. He immediately plucked the strings in his hand. He retreated instead of advancing and flew backward in an instant.

Ji Sun Xianrou smiled and said, "Before waking up, my aunt spent such a big price to rescue you from Dong Guochun. Are you treating her like this?"

Tang Yu said coldly: "Aunt, I realize that my cultivation is too low, but I dare not ruin your major affairs. Look..."

Tang Yu looked in horror in the direction of the cauldron. Ji Sun Xianrou was unmoved at all. The strings of the piano were rolled over like a long snake. Tang Yu waved the magic pen in his hand and used all his life's magic power to sacrifice a stroke.

The most familiar regular script pen, a huge vortex was drawn from the air.

The magic power hovered, and it actually brought Ji Sun Xianrou's strings slightly off.

He took this opportunity to approach a female cultivator in black robe on the outside of the Bagua Diagram and pushed the female cultivator out of the black robe with one hand.

The strings were rolled on the female cultivator's body, but they were empty.

"Not good, no good, why did Dong Guoji come out?" Tang Yu exclaimed.

Ji Sun Xianrou didn't look back at all and said, "Look first, don't lie to my aunt. Your methods were used very skillfully a few decades ago, so why should you..."

She said halfway, and suddenly frowned and turned her head.

I saw that Dong Guoji actually shot out from it on the big tripod.

"Clang, clang!" Two vibrations, although Dong Guoji was beyond recognition and unlike human nature, his speed was countless times faster than before in the sound of the piano.

He had no move at all, and pressed towards Ji Sun Xianrou like a mountain.

Everything happened was just a spark of calcium carbide. Tang Yu was purely using fraud, but he didn't expect that Dong Guoji could really break free from the shackles of the big tripod. The scene in front of him was really amazing.

It was not a person at all, but a meat ball. The terrifying magic power circled among the meat ball, as if it completely surpassed the scope contained in the four arts.

Ji Sun Xianrou was also shocked and didn't bother chasing Tang Yu anymore. She turned her head and shot six piano blades.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

With several muffled sounds, Ji Sun Xianrou's six piano blades were crushed to pieces.

The speed of the meat ball was slower, but it still hit Ji Sun Xianrou's side.

Ji Sun Xianrou groaned and was smashed to fly backwards. She shouted loudly, and six strings were used at the same time. Six strings tied up the meat ball, but the powerful magic power was rushing into the meat ball.

The ball was playing around, and the six strings couldn't be pulled.

This is still a person, it has become a round ball.

Looking at Dong Guoji, his body was still swelling, his head was blown to the size of a dustpan, his eyes and mouth were turned out, and even a ghost was afraid that it would not be so terrifying.

Tang Yu was frightened by the side, but all the portals in the training room were closed, and the only portal was barely blocked by Ji Sun Xianrou.

Ji Sun's slender long hair is windless and he seems to be in a state of madness.

She roared sharply, and a long pen suddenly shot out from her hand.

She held the pen in both right hands, and the tip of the pen cuts through the void like a sharp blade, and cuts it into the "meat ball".

With a loud "bang", a crack was cut on one side of the flesh ball, making a huge sound. Looking back, one of Dongguoji's legs had exploded, but when he saw flesh and blood flying, Dongguoji's heart-wrenching roar sounded again.

The powerful mana burst out, and the mana transformed into countless zither blades and rolled towards Ji Sun Xianrou.

Ji Sun Xianrou was also stunned. The next moment she instantly realized the crisis and watched the piano blade shooting towards her, desperately retreating.

It would be fine if this place was an empty place, but this place was a closed practice room.

She retreated more than ten feet, and with a "bang" behind her back, she hit the stone wall behind her.

After this collision, she wanted to move again but it was too late. She could only raise her hand and exhale a thick black eyebrows.

Ji Sun's unique ink splashing skills, a ball of ink was poured out, and the ink color rolled in the air, and the zither blade flying towards him was rolled into the thick ink.

She sneered and said, "What a Dong Guoji, auntie, you don't know how to cherish it. Since that's the case...ah..."

She said halfway through the words, and suddenly let out a shrill scream.

Tang Yu saw clearly from the side that the zither blade, which was wrapped in thick ink, suddenly exploded. This explosion was like a lit firecracker thrown into the water. The ball of ink burst out in all directions, and countless ink traces splashed out.

That mousse was right in front of Ji Sun Xianrou, very close, where did she have time to be prepared?

A ball of ink trace instantly covered her face, and she quickly fell back, screaming in her mouth.

The Ji Sun family's Famo died when they were touched. Ji Sun Xianrou spent her whole life talking about her own writing, but today the gutter capsizes.

"The Book of Heavenly Books and White Shades!"

Ji Sun's slender white silk was sacrificed, and the ink traces in the sky were wrapped around the white silk. Tang Yu looked at her appearance again. Her fair face had turned black, her eyes were completely rotten, and her cheekbones were exposed. There was no sign of facial features on her face. She only saw a few black holes, and she couldn't tell whether it was nostrils or mouth.

But when a black hole splits and merges, a tragic cry came from the black hole.

"Die, die for me!"

Ji Sun Xianrou was already crazy and she couldn't see her eyes, but her cultivation was still there. Her magic weapon was sacrificed and six strings danced in her hands.

Countless zither blades shot out, and the entire cultivation room was filled with zither blades in an instant. Tang Yu immediately took out the magic pen, which continued to dance in the air, trying his best to form huge vortexes in front of him.

The two are far apart, but the difference in cultivation is too big.

Ji Sun Xianrou is the peak cultivation level of the Grand Secretary. Tang Yu is just a small scholar. How can he withstand her attack?

With all his strength to block several piano blades, Tang Yu felt a heavy hammer hitting his chest suddenly, and the blood in his mouth rushed out uncontrollably.

Several black-robed disciples in the training room were killed by the piano blade in seconds. The piano blades flying all over the sky cut several black-robed scholars into pieces.

The fishy smell of blood filled the entire training room, just to make people sick.

Tang Yu shouted loudly and said, "Aunt, I have read the scriptures of the Warring States Period..."

When Tang Yu drank, Ji Sun Xianrou was stunned like a conditioned reflex and said, "Warring States? Hurry, hurry, tell my aunt..."

Tang Yu took this opportunity to play the strings in his hand, and he flew into the air, and he entered the big tripod in the middle of the training room. He immediately recited the scriptures of "Bao Pu Sutra" silently, holding his breath, and no longer making a sound.

The only place to hide in the entire cultivation room is this big cauldron. It is important to save lives and you don’t care about so much.

Ji Sun Xianrou didn't wait for Tang Yu's reply for a while. She knew she was fooled and immediately shouted: "Warring States, my Warring States..."

But seeing her hair messy and the strings in her hand plucked, the sound of the piano became crazy, and she was crazy.
Chapter completed!