When the leaves of the ancient trees under the abyss fell one after another and the entire valley bottom turned golden, Watson had already been practicing in the abyss for half a month.

Although he didn't know if his sister had entered Kunlun's secret realm to explore, he had already explored the entire valley bottom more than once.

Just like what the little monk said, he just picked a spiritual medicine to temper his body, because the little monk conjured a bathtub for him from nowhere.

After practicing hard for half a month, his cultivation finally reached the third level of the Golden Core, which surprised him very much.

Because the formless Dharmakaya broke through to the third level after body quenching, there was no more movement.

The young monk said that he was dealing with a bunch of ghosts every day under the abyss and could not understand what human beings were like.

Only after he had cleared the first floor and returned to Yunqi Temple to see the human faces of all sentient beings could he gain a breakthrough.

Therefore, these days, while fighting these evil spirits and ghosts, he has refined his true energy to an extremely strong level, and his cultivation level has also broken through the second level with the help of hundreds of years of spiritual medicine.

After all, whether he was climbing the mountain on Wentian Peak to see the world, or practicing sword practice in the canyon of the back mountain to see himself, his realm had never reached such a big breakthrough as when he had reached the abyss.

In the half-moon under the abyss, Watson went from the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm to the third level of the Golden Core Realm.

The young monk warned him that he would not be allowed to break through the realm again in the next six months. He was afraid that Watson's state of mind would not keep up.

He decided that in a few days, Watson would be asked to return to Yunqi Temple to see the believers who were offering incense on the mountain, and to sit in front of the mountain gate to see what human appearances were like.

Watson also knew that he broke through the realm too quickly. He originally planned to take a year to catch up with his sister's realm. How long has it been since then?

If Tantai Xiaoyu were here, would it scare her?

At this time, Tantai Xiaoyu had already followed Hua Yu and Nalan Qiuxue into the secret realm of Kunlun.

After all, practice is still their own business.

"Watson, how many ghosts have you killed today?" At dusk, the little monk appeared in front of Watson.

"Fifteen." Watson replied with a smile, reaching out and pouring a cup of tea for the young monk.

"Fifteen? It seems like it will take you a few months to clean this place up..."

The young monk shook his head. He did not praise Watson, although in his heart, Watson had already created a miracle.

It is a miracle that a monk in the golden elixir realm can ignore the evil spirits under the abyss.

The young monk thought for a while and said, "Well, you have to work hard for two more days and then go back to rest. Go to the mountain gate to see the believers who come to see the Buddha, and chat with your master."

"Bring more food next time and try to spend a month cleaning up the first floor before going back."

The little monk thought for a while, looked at him and said seriously.

Now that Watson has stepped into the abyss and has overcome his fear of the dark, he does not need to worry about the next thing.

Watson was stunned for a moment, thinking that he could finally go back to the temple to see his master.

He had been looking forward to this moment for a long time. After all, he had never even descended the mountain since arriving at Yunqi Temple.

This time, he was going down the mountain to visit the town and came back with some daily necessities.

Under the abyss, he worked hard to kill demons and practice. After returning, he had to sleep well for a few days.

"Senior, can you tell me now what kind of treasure is needed to repair the restriction under the abyss?" Thinking about going back, Watson couldn't help but ask.

The little monk shook his head, looked at him and said quietly: "What's the hurry? We'll wait until you clear out the first layer."

…

When I woke up in the morning, the sky was gray again, and Watson was at the bottom of the abyss, so it seemed even more gloomy and gloomy, making me feel breathless.

Entering the Tomb of the Abyss, Watson placed the torch he brought on top of the incense burner in the center of the square.

A gust of wind blew by, and a black mist blew towards him.

Different from the black fog in the past, when this black fog rose, Watson actually felt that the incense burner behind him was trembling and shaking off countless dust.

I saw that the oncoming black mist split into four, formed a row, and rushed towards Watson.

Wherever the black mist passed, it left four traces in the air.

Watson stared at every tiny movement of the black mist, but his body started to circle around the incense burner, just when the black mist was about to touch him...

His feet were kicked heavily on the incense burner, and the huge repulsive force caused Watson to rush out from the gap between the four black mists like lightning.

Not confronting the ghosts head-on was Watson's method.

How could he dare to fight four to one at the moment? Fighting at most two black mists at the same time was already his limit.

However, Black Mist was faster than him.

The moment he rushed out, the black mist turned around and rushed toward him. Seeing that the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, two arrow-like black mist had already rushed to a place not far in front of him.

He roared and wanted to crush Watson to the ground.

Watson still stood very silently, quietly watching the fight that was about to break out, with no intention of retreating, because he found that two of the black mist were still swirling in front of the incense burner.

This is the time for him to draw his sword.

Two black fogs rushed in front of him, approaching him!

Three feet in front of him is the best time for him to draw his sword!

So he struck out with a sword that was so fast that it couldn't be resisted!

The extremely domineering sword chases the wind!

Watson turned sideways again and slipped in front of a black mist, as light as a swallow in the rain, almost faster than the black mist.

The Demon-Conquering Sword in his hand flashed through the black mist like the strong wind in Icewind Valley.

After succeeding with the sword, Watson suddenly stopped his steps again, turned around and took another step.

The black mist that hit the sword let out a roar, and a huge wave of air rushed towards Watson, instantly shattering the stone slabs on the ground, and the broken stones were thrown at Watson!

Using the huge counter-shock force, Watson suddenly leaped up, crossed the black fog in an instant, turned into a bolt of lightning, and slashed out a sword towards the two fogs in front of him!

In a silent place, cut the snow with one sword!

"Woo!" A stream of blood splashed out from the black mist after being struck by the sword again, soaking the stone slabs on the ground in an instant, maintaining a ferocious posture.

After rushing forward two feet, I saw a red and black flower blooming in the sky.

"Boom!" Watson felt as if the mountain was shaking and a huge air current was rushing towards him.

Therefore, Watson instantly felt like he was flying backward like a fallen leaf in the wind, and finally hit the stone wall behind him hard.

Then there was a "buzz!" sound and he lost consciousness.

After an unknown amount of time, Watson woke up and turned around, looking at the darkness in front of him. He thought about it, took out the fire stick, and took out a torch to light it.

"Wow!" sounded, but the torch in his hand illuminated the stone wall and the fluorite on the dome.

Looking at everything in front of him, Watson was shocked and murmured to himself: "This, this is not the first floor, could it be unintentionally..."

That's right, Watson's unintentional battle ended up on the second floor of the tomb.

From the very beginning, Watson knew that he had to fight desperately against the huge black mist, because the danger posed by the black mist exceeded the ghosts he had encountered before.

Watson was also aware of his own cultivation and used all his strength. In his opinion, the last sword either seriously injured the black mist, or the evil spirit in the black mist had turned into a streak of blue smoke under the abyss.

Disappeared between heaven and earth.

After all, one cannot escape easily after being struck by the Demon-Conquering Sword, let alone being struck by two swords in succession.

Letting out his spiritual consciousness, he was going to explore what shape the devil here would be like?

Putting the torch in his hand on the stone wall behind him, Watson took a deep breath.

Unexpectedly, before clearing the first floor of ghosts, he accidentally stumbled onto the second floor.

Before he could take a closer look, a low roar came from ahead.

Watson was startled, and he quickly clenched the Demon-Conquering Sword in his hand and looked in the direction of the sound.

Only thirty feet away there was a zombie wearing armor, screaming and rushing towards him with a big knife in his hand.

It turns out that there are no ghosts on this floor, but instead there are zombies!

The zombies that rushed towards him obviously smelled Watson's breath, so they whimpered with excitement.

The frightened Watson ran to the place where he had just fallen, looking at the dark dome above his head, but he didn't know how to leave.

He had fought with the ghosts on the first floor before, but this was the first time he encountered a zombie before him, and he didn't know whether he could kill his opponent with a sword...

Looking at the zombies rushing over, he said coldly: "How can I, a noble monk in the Golden Core Realm, be afraid of you, who has been dead for countless years?!"

Roar! The power is concentrated in the right arm. The moment the zombie rushes forward, the Demon-Conquering Sword slashes out a sword chasing the wind and strikes the zombie's chest.

There was only a "click!" sound, and the Demon-Conquering Sword made a clanging sound as it struck the zombie's armor.

The zombie with the armor on his head paused, looked at Watson in a daze, roared and took a bite...

Watson, who was startled, exerted force on his feet and stepped back several feet in almost an instant. He was no longer the young man who had just entered the abyss.

Watson, who was retreating, was not idle. The moment he retreated, he let out a loud roar.

Then a bolt of lightning suddenly appeared in front of him, as fast as the wind and as heavy as thunder and lightning, but it made no whistling sound.

Cut the snow with one sword!
To be continued...