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Chapter seven hundred and twenty seventh: sucked

Xuansheng felt a large amount of vitality and spiritual energy pouring into his body, mixed with fragments of the laws of immortals, and he was almost comfortable to scream for a moment.

Xue Molian was obviously not as shameless as the stupid monk. She just walked into the lake wearing a blue veil. She was surprised to publish the stupid monk that did not lie to her. Practicing here was obviously of great benefit to her practice.

However, it seems that it is not a wise choice to wear clothes into the pool. The blue veil was originally a little thin, so it was soaked in water and completely attached to her body, outlining her graceful figure. The ketone body behind the veil was looming, and the mountains exposed on the water were slightly undulating because of their breathing.

However, she was also focused on absorbing the opportunities here at this time and did not notice how erotic the scene it was.

"Female donor, you are by the lake, I'll go to the middle of the lake to explore."

After a while, Xuansheng felt that this was a bit slow and wanted to dive deep into the lake to absorb it. However, the place was not clear, and he dared not completely relax his vigilance. He wanted to test whether there was any danger first.

But when he turned around, he couldn't help but be stunned. He quickly turned around and called for guilt. Finally, he understood why Xue Molian said that just now.

Like a lotus from the water, the ruby-like lake surface reflects the clear beauty.

Xue Molian seemed to realize something, and put his hands on his chest, "Hey, stupid monk, who told you to turn around! Go away quickly!"

Her pretty face blushed and she hurriedly drove away.

Xuansheng silently chanted Amitabha Buddha, color is empty, and he swung into the lake.

He was ready to dive until he came to the lake, because it was very strange here, and his spiritual consciousness seemed to be deceived by some other force. Even though he was in the lake now, his spiritual consciousness still felt that it was still the earth. What was going on below? He could only see with his eyes.

After he dived, he lit up the Buddha's light and illuminated slightly. The lake water turned into a magnificent golden red, and his vision was still very poor.

He could only dive with his hazy perception. After a long time, he seemed to touch the bottom and felt very smooth, like a jade floor.

It seemed that there was no danger, so he sat cross-legged at the bottom of the lake to practice for a while to see how the effect was. If there was no problem, he would go up and call Xue Molian.

At this time, Xue Molian, who was on the shore, looked at the ripples slightly swaying in the middle of the lake, and for a moment he was a little dazed, pouting, "What, stinky monk, no reaction at all."

Women are strange creatures.

The Hidden Demon Mountain is very quiet. If the demon has been driven away, it is also a good place for cultivation. No one speaks, so she also quiets down, sits down cross-legged, and begins to absorb the vitality of the lake.

In fact, although the stupid monk has never said it, sometimes when he encounters a powerful demon, the look he looks at her clearly is saying, "You are so weak."

Xue Molian claims to be the most talented in this generation of the royal family. After years of traveling abroad, her cultivation is definitely no worse than the "master brothers" of other major immortal sects, but it is really not enough to compare with the stupid monk.

It's strange that the stupid monk clearly had such a big hidden danger when he broke through the fairyland, but the speed of his practice still made her unable to understand.

In just a few years, she had already reached the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and she had just broken through to the Earthly Immortal Realm.

Sometimes she really wanted to take apart the stupid monk and see what was inside, why did he?

It was about evening, and the sunset shone with orange-red light, reflected on the gem-red lake, illuminating a fantasy glory.

Suddenly, Xue Molian saw a large number of bubbles surging in the lake, and the entire lake water was trembling.

"Stupid monk?"

She shouted in confusion, but no response.

She was a little anxious, "Stupid monk!"

But the lake's trembling became more and more violent, as if someone was stirring the storm below. Is it a stupid monk?

But if he had the cultivation level of a stupid monk, he would have exploded with all his strength, and it would be fine if he had been upside down. What was he doing?

Suddenly, her face changed because when she got up, she found that the lake water had become much heavier inexplicably, and the originally clear liquid turned into a swamp that was as heavy as a tremendous amount.

Something is wrong!

A faint blue glow appeared on her body, and she struggled to move towards the center of the lake. What surprised her even more. The lake waters were like a sticky big hand, and she could not fly up and escape from its control.

She was close to the lake, and the most rational way at this time should be to find a way to quit first and then think about countermeasures.

But she is obviously not calm now. Will the stupid monk encounter any danger at the bottom of the lake? He is struggling hard. If I can go over and pull him, can I help him?

She was like a mortal, like a stupid duck paddling in the lake, and finally arrived at the center of the lake.

As for Xuansheng, he did encounter some trouble. After absorbing enough spiritual power, he wanted to go up and call Xue Molian to come.

But he was surprised to find that he was actually sucked.

What sucked him was the smooth floor at the bottom. He tried to activate the spiritual power, and his fist, which was as heavy as Mount Tai, hit it, but there was no trace of damage.

And at the same time, he actually began to feel suffocated!

He has long passed the state where he needs to breathe to complete the circulation of the heavenly cycle in his body. It is better to say that every cultivator above the Nirvana realm does not need to breathe at all. Breathing on weekdays is just a habit that many people still retain.

So the suffocation feeling happened to him, and he felt it was very outrageous. He didn't need to breathe!?

Then he found that his cultivation was being bound by the sticky lake water, which was tightened like a frog boiled with warm water. His suffocation was caused by this pressure.

He spoke to remind Xue Molian, who was by the lake, to withdraw first, but his voice was inexplicably swallowed by the lake water and could not be transmitted to the outside world at all.

At this moment, his firm Buddha heart was a little shaken. There was indeed something strange about this place, but there was obviously no problem during the day.

On the lake, Xue Molian felt the fluctuations directly below, looked up at the completely dark sky. The moon had already begun to climb, gritted her teeth, but still sank.

Of course, she has always been very smart. Although she herself cannot ask the sticky lake water, she can take out the flying boat and hang it in the air. She hangs the immortal rope on the flying boat and wraps it around herself, preparing to go down and pull the stupid monk up.

But in fact, as long as she calmed down, she knew that this behavior was stupid and she couldn't fly up by herself. How could the flying boat driven by the spirit stone have the power to pull them up? It was just a psychological comfort.

Xuansheng performed various Buddhist teachings at the bottom of the lake, not seeking to get out of trouble immediately, but only hoped that the more disturbances and silences would arouse the female donor's vigilance and withdraw first.
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