The clouds and mist disperse and the sun sets westward.

Half an hour after falling to a place with mountains and rocks, Tianzhu Zhuoma woke up from a coma.

"Oh, the head hurts so much." Tianzhu Zhuoma reached out to touch the place where the pain came.

Long Jiaoyang grabbed Tianzhu Zhuoma's arm and said, "Don't touch it, your wound has not healed yet."

Tianzhu Zhuoma finally woke up when he heard Long Jiaoyang's voice.

"Donor Long Jiaoyang, have we not been eaten by the Holy Buddha Heart Pool?" said Tianzhu Zhuoma

"We were indeed 'eated' by it, but we did not die, but went to a deserted place." Long Jiaoyang said with a melancholy expression on his face.

Tianzhu Zhuoma said apologetically: "Donor Long Jiaoyang, I'm sorry. The stone Buddha did not capture you, but instead caused you to be in danger."

"You don't need to apologize to me. If you want to blame this, you have to blame Elder Zhixing and others. They boasted about the Tongtian Buddha Mirror too much, but at the critical moment, it can't do anything." Long Jiaoyang said with deep resentment.

"Donor Long Jiaoyang, can you show me the mirror of the Buddha Tongtian?" Tianzhu Zhuoma said with a frown

The Buddha Mirror of the Heaven is left by the Spirit-Saving Monk. Logically speaking, it should not be unresponsive.

Long Jiaoyang said: "I have lost that useless mirror."

"Ah..." Tianzhu Zhuoma sat up in shock and said, "Donor Long Jiaoyang, the Tongtian Buddha Mirror is one of the secret treasures of my sect, and this cannot be discarded."

"Where did you throw it? I'll find it back." Tianzhu Zhuoma said excitedly.

Long Jiaoyang indifferently pointed at the direction where he discarded the Buddha Mirror of the Heaven.

Tianzhu Zhuoma wanted to stand up, but she tried her best but couldn't do it.

"What's going on? My spiritual power cannot be activated?" Tianzhu Zhuoma said in shock.

Long Jiaoyang was stunned and said, "Tianzhu Zhuoma, your spiritual power cannot be activated either?"

"Yes! What's wrong with me?" Tianzhu Zhuoma was panicked and looked helpless.

"My spiritual power cannot be activated either. It seems that my guess is correct. It is this place that prevents our spiritual power from operating normally." Long Jiaoyang said

"Can it be the heart of the Holy Buddha that has nullified our cultivation?" Tianzhu Zhuoma said worriedly.

"Does your Qihai Dantian and the eight extraordinary meridians feel severely painful?" Long Jiaoyang asked.

Tianzhu Zhuoma shook his head slowly and said, "No. But this does not prove that my cultivation has not been damaged."

"Without severe pain, your cultivation will not be damaged." Long Jiaoyang said confidently.

"Donor Long Jiaoyang, why are you so sure?"

"I was almost destroyed by someone's cultivation. I know what it feels like to be destroyed." Long Jiaoyang said in a deep voice.

A look of shock appeared on Tianzhu Zhuoma's beautiful face.

Long Jiaoyang didn't want to talk about this in detail. Every time he thought of this, he wouldn't think of junior sister Sun Jing. A feeling of depression would be blocked in his heart.

"Come on, I'll help you walk. There have been roars of tigers and wolves on the mountain before. We can't stay here overnight." Long Jiaoyang reached out to Tianzhu Zhuoma and said

Tianzhu Zhuoma's cheeks were slightly red. Although she was a Buddhist disciple, she also knew that men and women would not be able to get along with each other. Such contact was not appropriate. However, Tianzhu Zhuoma had a very good impression of Long Jiaoyang. Such thoughts were turned around in her mind and she was driven out.

Women who grew up on the Bingxuan Grassland all have their own opinions.

Tianzhu Zhuoma handed his little hand to Long Jiaoyang's big hand and let Long Jiaoyang help her up.

"How do you feel? Didn't you hurt your bones?" Long Jiaoyang asked nervously.

In this place where spiritual power cannot be activated, if the bone is damaged, it will be very easy to heal.

"The bones were not damaged, but the numb pain in some parts made my legs unable to move freely." Tianzhu Zhuoma said unnaturally.

"Where is the pain? I'll squeeze it for you to go." Long Jiaoyang said.

"No need." Tianzhu Zhuoma whispered in a low voice

"You're walking a problem, how can you not use it? I know a massage technique to promote blood circulation and heat pulse, and I guarantee that you can just press it." Long Jiaoyang said.

Long Jiaoyang does know a set of massage techniques. This is a method to activate the effect of medicine in the memory passed to him by the Dan Demon. This does not require spiritual power to activate it, it is just a simple massage of acupoints.

"Donor Long Jiaoyang, really no need." Tianzhu Zhuoma's voice became smaller and smaller, and a blush flew on her face. This time she was really shy.

Long Jiaoyang did not notice the change in Tianzhu Zhuoma's expression. He said anxiously: "Tianzhu Zhuoma, you are a Buddhist disciple, why do you still have so many secular thoughts? I want to help you treat it, not to do anything to you."

Tianzhu Zhuoma looked embarrassed by Long Jiaoyang's words. She struggled for a while, took a deep breath, and held Long Jiaoyang's hand and pressed the inner side of her thigh.

Long Jiaoyang was stunned and hurriedly threw his hand off and said, "What are you doing?"

"My wound is here." Tianzhu Zhuoma lowered her head and whispered like a mosquito.

Long Jiaoyang was extremely embarrassed. Now that Tianzhu Zhuoma is not embarrassed.

"It's here... forget it... I'll walk with you on my back." Long Jiaoyang turned around and said with his back to Tianzhu Zhuoma.

Tianzhu Zhuoma leaned on Long Jiaoyang's back with a red face. A girl's fragrance spread into Long Jiaoyang's nose. Long Jiaoyang's heart felt a fever. Involuntarily, Zishan and Chu Ling'er looked like they were not in a tiny way.

"Long Jiaoyang, what are you thinking about?" Long Jiaoyang cursed himself in his heart, carrying the soft and boneless body of the Indian Zhuoma, and walked forward.

"Donor Long Jiaoyang, can you take me to find the Tongtian Buddha Mirror first?" said Tianzhu Zhuoma.

Long Jiaoyang shook his head and said, "Let's find the way down the mountain first, find someone to ask where this place is, and then come and find the Tongtian Buddha Mirror." Long Jiaoyang didn't want to waste time for a useless mirror.

Tianzhu Zhuoma said seriously: "No! The mirror of the Buddha of Heaven is one of my secret treasures. It is very important. I cannot let it be lost here."

After a pause, Tianzhu Zhuoma bit his lips and said, "If the donor of Long Jiaoyang goes to find the Tongtian Buddha Mirror for no reason, I will put me here. After I recover, I will go and find it myself."

"Can I leave you alone?" Long Jiaoyang carried Tianzhu Zhuoma in annoyance and walked towards the direction of discarding the Tongtian Buddha Mirror. At this time, Long Jiaoyang regretted it and told Tianzhu Zhuoma about discarding the Tongtian Buddha Mirror.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Long Jiaoyang carried Tianzhu Zhuoma and climbed over a small hillside. Suddenly, several sharpened trees threw guns and flew past them.

Long Jiaoyang was frightened and rushed to the ground. At this time, Tianzhu Zhuoma's warning sound came, "Don't move, there is a trap!"

Tianzhu Zhuoma's warning was slower, and Long Jiaoyang fell head-on into a big pit, with countless stones grinding sharpened, like a deadly cold blade of a rake standing in the pit.

"Ah..." Tianzhu Zhuoma shouted in horror as Long Jiaoyang tightly.

"Roar..." Long Jiaoyang's eyes were about to split, and he screamed in a trembling voice.

At this critical moment of life and death, he was not as scared as the soul and could not protect his body. He believed that the brave ones would win when they met on a narrow road! At this time, he would never admit defeat when he wanted to meet this cold stone spear, and he would never admit defeat like this!
Chapter completed!