I don't know how much time had passed, but when Watson opened his eyes, he looked at the sunset in the sky gradually going west, thinking that he had finally escaped from death and left the abyss alive.

Fortunately, he made the decision to escape and come back again. If he had stayed where he was, he would have cut out thousands of swords, and he would have died of exhaustion before long.

If another unknown danger comes at this time, he will really have no choice but to die.

It seems that even the first layer under the abyss is not so easy to deal with.

Lying on the ground, Watson felt that the true energy in his Dantian was like the sunshine at noon, slowly emitting a warm current and flowing slowly through his meridians.

There is a fountain surging in the exhausted Dantian...

After coming back to his senses, Watson quickly fell to the ground, assumed a posture with five hearts pointing toward the sky, and began to operate the second level of the mind method of "The Formless Dharmakaya".

"The karma is so great that it can rival Sumeru, go deep into the huge sea, and obstruct the holy way..."

For a time, the true energy in the meridians was like thousands of streams, flowing into the Dantian.

In just an instant, Watson's body emitted bursts of golden light, like the relics on the pagoda, filled with thick golden light.

These golden lights not only illuminated the area ten feet around them, but even passed through the stone walls and spread throughout the tomb.

The black mist hidden in the darkness let out bursts of screams at the moment when it was illuminated by the golden light. Some of them turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared into the air, and some hid in the boundless darkness.

Watson, who fell to the ground, quietly felt the changes in his body, silently looking forward to the sudden blow that would break his situation.

After depleting the little bit of true energy in his Dantian, Watson, who first entered the abyss, was about to usher in the realm of his golden elixir before even seeing the monster with true energy.

As Liao Chen expected, as long as Watson exhausted all the energy in his Dantian, he would face an even more intense rebound.

What he faces is not only the improvement of his realm, but also the Buddhist formless body will undergo qualitative changes under the nourishment of the golden elixir.

"Boom!" sounded.

Watson felt the true energy in his meridians like a sun cracking in the air, exploding instantly. He had been disabled since he was a child, but after cultivating the formless body...

It took a whole summer and half of an autumn to finally go from the second level of Qi Gathering to the top, break through the peak of Foundation Establishment, and become a monk in the Golden Mortal Realm.

As for the second level of cultivation of the formless body, he also successfully broke through the moment he broke through to the golden elixir!

Under the double breakthrough, he ushered in an unexpected disaster!

Suddenly, the night sky suddenly became heavy with dark clouds, and bursts of thunder were brewing in the sky, as if they were about to hit him heavily on the head the next moment.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and a snake-shaped lightning fell from the sky. It turned into a golden sword and fell on Watson's head, and also on the head of Monk Luo Chen in the Buddhist hall.

"Wow!" With a sound, Watson sprayed a mouthful of dirty blood three feet in front of him.

I saw the green grass on the ground making a hissing sound, and then a line of green smoke slowly rose, and a large deep pit was corroded on the ground.

“Incredible!”

Monk Liao Chen in the Buddhist hall stared at the void and was speechless. It was not until the white-bearded old monk opposite sighed that he suddenly came back to his senses.

He couldn't help but let out a long sigh and said: "He breaks through the realm just after entering the abyss? Even if he breaks into the golden elixir, it will not cause a disaster? Is this child going to defy heaven?"

The white-bearded old monk gently turned the Buddhist beads in his hand, thought for a while and said: "Perhaps his physical body also broke through at the same time. God does not allow this world to have gods..."

Liao Chen was shocked when he heard this: "He is less than eleven years old and has reached the third level of the golden elixir realm. Where can I find the elixir for body tempering for him?"

The white-bearded old monk sighed: "Perhaps he doesn't need the elixir you are looking for for him?"

"Senior Brother, are you saying that there really is a magic medicine under the abyss?"

Liao Chen looked into the void and shook his head: "It's incredible, how old is he? No, I have to ask him."

Before he finished speaking, there was another loud "Boom!" in the sky. This thunder was more than twice as loud as the previous one, and the white-bearded old monk even frowned in shock.

He looked at Liao Chen and said, "This child... you don't have to go. If he doesn't come back, where will you find him?"

Liao Chen was startled when he heard this and murmured to himself: "I was in such a hurry when I left that I forgot to ask him when he would be back."

Under the abyss, Watson had been struck by the second calamity thunder and fell onto the grass, with every inch of his hair on fire.

Under his movement of the formless Dharmakaya, it gradually extinguished.

Before he could finish the Qi Movement Exercise, the third calamity thunder struck with lightning speed, "Boom!" and fell without any warning.

Knocking him to the ground again, he said "Wow!" and spit out a mouthful of blood again, staining the clothes in front of him red.

Different from the previous one, the blood stain this time was bright red.

Before he could recover, the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and a golden light quietly fell, shining quietly on Watson's head, which was covered in blood.

Looking at the golden light falling under the sky, Watson murmured: "Sister, I don't have to wait until next year to catch up with you."

In the inn on the way, Hua Yu, who was holding a cup of spiritual tea, suddenly felt moved and looked at Tantai Xiaoyu beside him with a strange smile.

Tantai Xiaoyu was stunned, stretched out his hand to touch her forehead and said with a smile: "Are you stupid? Or do you still think of something and want to tell me?"

Hua Yu looked at her, shook her head, and said softly: "I have a hunch that my brother has gone to another place with the abbot master."

"So what? Didn't he tell us about this a long time ago?"

Tantai Xiaoyu yawned, looked at her and said, "I can't wait to get to Kunlun and have a good sleep until death."

Hua Yu looked at her, shook her head, and said softly: "I guess he will definitely scare you next time he appears in front of you."

"I don't believe it!"

Tantai Xiaoyu curled her lips and replied unwillingly: "If you want to scare me, you must first scare the woman in the academy."

Watson, who was under the abyss, has regained his composure.

After eating a steamed bun and drinking half a bottle of water, I finally found a mountain spring that fell from Ziwentian Peak not far from Dujie.

So, he washed away the blood all over his body, lit a fire, and put on the kettle he had brought with him.

Since he didn't have to work hard for the time being, he just made a pot of tea to soothe his frightened heart.

Looking around, he was trapped in a space at the bottom of a cliff that was surrounded by stone walls. He didn't know how high it was but only a few hundred feet in diameter.

There are thousand-year-old trees here, as well as luxuriant grassland...

Watson even wondered if he would be able to find a centuries-old or even a thousand-year-old elixir here after dawn tomorrow.

Since no one has been able to reach this place for thousands of years, there must be some surprises that I didn't expect.

Thinking of the master in the Buddhist hall and his sister going to Kunlun, Watson felt a little proud in his heart. Maybe the next time he leaves the abyss, he will already be in the middle stage of Golden Elixir.

If my sister hadn't had such an adventure in Kunlun, I might have been surpassed by him.

Next, he was going to the bottom of the cliff to find the body-tempering elixir needed for the third level of the Formless Dharmakaya.

The sky was full of thunder and lightning just now, leaving him no time to find a way out here and see if there were any wild animals at the bottom of the cliff. It seemed that everything would have to wait until tomorrow.

It was night, the moon and stars were sparse.

Watson found a place to stay under the stone wall at the bottom of the cliff. A two-foot-high stone platform was hidden among the stone walls at the bottom of the cliff. It was only one foot wide and was suitable for resting here.

After waiting for so long, the monsters under the abyss have not chased them out. I think those guys either can't see the light of day, or there is a huge magic circle blocking them.

Lying under the dim moonlight, Watson was dreaming again.

The difference from before was that this time he dreamed of a little monk who was several years younger than him.

"Why are you here?"

Watson never dreamed that there would be a little monk under this abyss. Where did this guy come from? What did he eat? Isn't he afraid of the monsters and monsters in the dark?

Xiao Shang looked at him and shook his head, saying in disgust: "Your body is too weak. The demons under the abyss are more fierce than the others. How can you conquer them?"

Watson was stunned and blurted out: "I have a demon-conquering sword. I also learned a demon-conquering sword technique. I also practiced Buddhist physical skills!"

What I mean is, don't be afraid, I am stronger.

"Not enough, far from enough, you are still too weak!"

The young monk looked old-fashioned and looked at him and asked: "Are all the monks in the temple dead? Let you, an ant at the foundation level, come down and die!"

Watson smiled helplessly and said: "There is no way. My master and uncle have tried, but they can't come here even if they want to."

The little monk shook his head, walked around Watson and said, "Something's wrong. Are you stealing my treasure? Why do I smell a familiar scent on you?"

Watson spread his hands: "I originally had a century-old elixir with me, which I used to temper my body before coming here. If you don't believe me, why don't you come and search for it?"

The young monk sighed, sat down in front of him, and said calmly: "Is Wentian Peak already so poor? Can't even find a thousand-year-old elixir?"

"Yes, I have been practicing on Wentian Peak for a whole summer, and I have never seen a hundred-year-old elixir. This one still owes me a favor from a friend."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and said quietly: "Since you can get in here, you must have treasures on your body. Why don't you give me a few hundred-year-old elixir."

Seeing that he could practice the third level of the Formless Dharma Body, Watson, who was suffering from the lack of elixir to temper his body, started playing rogue with a little monk he had never met before.

Having already tasted the elixir to temper his body, he didn't want to miss any opportunity.

The little monk smiled slightly, raised his arm, and drew a circle in front of him with his fingers.

A high temperature suddenly appeared in front of Watson, and a flame appeared in front of Watson's eyes without any warning. The moment he screamed, the flame disappeared without a trace.

The young monk said quietly: "You have a Buddhist body, and you stole a bunch of fire of nirvana from me. How can you still be afraid of the ghosts in the abyss?"

"You must know that the fire of Nirvana and the power of the physical body in Buddhism are the nemesis of these ghosts."

The little monk looked at Watson as if he were an idiot and smiled: "Or are you saying that you stole my flame but don't know how to use it?"

Watson looked at him and shook his head. He stretched out his hands to draw a circle in the air, but no flames appeared.

So he smiled bitterly and said: "You said that I stole your flame, but I couldn't use it. Could it be that you remembered it wrong? Did another person take away your flame?"

"Fart!" the little monk frowned and said, "How can you use my divine fire if you are so weak? Forget it, I will help you because you are so pitiful."

"How can I be like you?"

In front of Watson, the little monk waved and a flame appeared. Even if his ability was limited, he could still use it to make tea in the future.

It’s not a bad thing to think about as you don’t need to carry a fire fold when you go out, and it can also scare away ghosts and monsters in the dark.

The young monk lowered his head, considered his words, and said quietly: "You clear out the monsters on the first floor, and I will teach you how to use this flame."
Chapter completed!