Lan Hua glanced at Luo Fuzong and shook her head helplessly.
The battle between experts at the Refining Spirit Realm had a significant impact, with nearly half of the Luo Fu Sect being destroyed in the process.
That was just one strike.
If this stalemate continues, the entire Luo Fu Sect will be destroyed.
"No wonder the four martial arts competitions on Zhuiyi Peak required that only experts at the Dan Shen Realm could participate; there was a reason for it!"
A moment later, the talisman above the sect's main hall disappeared, and a person appeared outside the hall, appearing extremely cautious.
The man was familiar; he was Li Da, Lan Hua's senior.
The latter was greatly surprised to see Lan Hua.
"As expected, my nephew has returned. I never imagined that you would save the Luo Fu Sect once again at the critical moment of its survival!"
Lan Hua smiled and said, "Uncle Li Da, it's been a long time! I originally wanted to come and take a look from afar, but I encountered an evil spirit invading the sect!"
Li Da snorted, "Although I rarely leave the Luo Fu Sect, I have heard a lot about evil spirits, which seem to come from the Death Continent."
These evil spirits have become increasingly rampant lately, venturing deep into the Central Region from the Eastern Region. What are they trying to do?
Lan Hua shook her head. "The situation is very bad now. Uncle Li must protect Luo Fu Sect!"
Li Da nodded, "I will!"
As she was about to leave, Lan Hua saw Luo Fang, the former fourth elder.
It must have been Li Da who brought Luo Fang and the others back.
Lan Hua remembered something and immediately summoned the Luo Fu Sect's secret writing brush, the Silver Talisman Brush.
"Silver Talisman Brush?"
Li Da was taken aback. "What does the young sect leader mean by this?"
Lan Hua smiled and said, "This talisman brush is no longer of much use to me, and it originally belonged to the Luo Fu Sect, so I'm handing it over to you. I hope it will be useful to Uncle Li!"
After speaking, Lan Hua rode the wind and flew away, leaving behind Li Da and the disciples of Luo Fu Sect with longing expressions.
The sixteen days passed quickly.
Looking at the alchemy furnace, Lan Hua felt uneasy.
The Elixir of Immortality is of utmost importance; if it fails, Zi Yue will perish.
"Xiao Hua Zi, I believe in your alchemy skills!" Zi Yue comforted him.
With a wave of her hand, Lan Hua sent the furnace lid flying off.
Inside were two pills. One was as white as jade and emitted an extremely tempting fragrance, while the other was dull in color and was clearly a defective product.
Looking at the snow-white pill, Zi Yue smiled with satisfaction, "Little Hua, you really succeeded in refining the Immortal Returning Pill!"
As for the other pill, although its efficacy is not very high, it still has considerable value.
Lan Hua smiled as she picked up the Rejuvenation Pill and handed it to Zi Yue.
"Master, now that the elixir has been made, you should hurry up and heal your injuries!"
After saying that, Lan Hua put away the remaining defective Rejuvenation Pill.
Lan Hua was already very satisfied with being able to refine a single Immortal Returning Pill.
Zi Yue summoned Kong Menglan and was about to take the Rejuvenation Pill when she suddenly paused and turned to look at the valley entrance.
Lan Hua asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
Zi Yue exclaimed, "Hmm? There's someone at the valley entrance."
"It's been so many years since guests visited Misty Valley; this is truly the first time!"
Lan Hua frowned slightly. "How come I didn't notice?"
"That's naturally due to the barrier of Misty Valley. Even if a Celestial Being came, it wouldn't be easy to detect my barrier. It's really strange!"
A hint of doubt appeared on Zi Yue's pale face.
"Want to go out and take a look?" Lan Hua asked.
Zi Yue nodded slightly, waved her right hand, and the barrier of the Misty Valley disappeared instantly, as did the mist outside the valley.
Then, a pure and holy Buddhist sound resounded throughout the valley, making Lan Hua feel a sense of clarity in her mind.
"Hmm? Such powerful Buddhist chanting, could it be that Monk Yuanxin has arrived?"
Zi Yue shook her head. "No, it's a little monk!"
Sure enough, a monk the size of a child stepped into the valley, his body radiating golden light, like a small Buddha.
The young monk may look delicate and pretty, but he is actually solemn and dignified.
With each step, a lotus blossom appears; beneath their feet, the green grass seems to sway in the breeze, growing rapidly.
In just a few blinks of an eye, the little monk appeared in front of Lan Hua and Zi Yue.
Although his lips did not move, the sound of Buddhist chanting continued to echo in the valley.
Zi Yue asked curiously, "Little monk, what is your background?"
The young monk said, "This humble monk comes from the Western Regions and is a living Buddha of the Tathagata Esoteric School!"
"Buddha's Esoteric Buddhism? Living Buddha?"
Lan Hua was surprised, "When did Xuanyu have a Buddhist esoteric sect?"
The young monk smiled slightly, "The Tathagata Tantric School has always existed and has never ceased; it's just that you, benefactor, are not destined to follow our Tantric School!"
"What a charlatan!" Lan Hua thought to herself.
Zi Yue frowned slightly. "Didn't the Buddhist sects of the Xuan Yu Realm move to the Half Heaven Realm thousands of years ago? Why is the Tathagata Esoteric Sect still here?"
“Amitabha, the Tantric school adheres to its original principles and will naturally not leave Xuan Yu!” the little monk said.
Lan Hua snorted, "Then what brings you here today?"
"Amitabha Buddha, naturally it's for the sake of all living beings in the universe!"
"What do you mean?" Zi Yue asked.
"This humble monk has sensed that something has changed in the Xuanhuang Continent recently. In five days at the latest, or as soon as three days at the latest, the evil spirits of the Death Continent will attack the Xuanhuang Continent, causing widespread suffering and destruction."
The evil spirits are powerful, and the Xuanhuang Continent is sparsely populated with strong individuals. We urgently need Benefactor Lan's intervention to save the Xuanhuang Continent from this perilous situation!
Upon hearing this, Lan Hua was completely bewildered.
Are you kidding me? Evil spirits are launching a massive attack on the Xuanhuang Continent?
"Little Living Buddha, how did you know?"
Besides, the fact that you even know about such a major event shows your extraordinary cultivation level. Why don't you personally save the Xuanhuang Continent?
The young monk shook his head. "The reason I know this is because of my esoteric Buddhist teachings, which allow me to foresee the future to a certain extent."
As for this humble monk's cultivation, it is far inferior to that of Benefactor Lan. I wish to save the Xuanhuang Continent, but my will is willing while my strength is insufficient!
Lan Hua narrowed her eyes and realized that the little monk was indeed only at the Dan Shen realm.
With such cultivation, he probably wouldn't have been able to stop the previous Earth Evil Ancestor even in a single move.
Lan Hua snorted, "Why did you come to me? This place is so secluded, how did you find it?"
The young monk smiled slightly, a smile that seemed to be full of wisdom.
"This humble monk can foresee events in the mortal realm. To find you, benefactor, would only cost me fifty years of my lifespan!"
Zi Yue was shocked to hear this. She never expected that there was such a magical precognitive ability in the mortal world. Even the methods of the celestial beings were no more than this.
"You'd rather sacrifice fifty years of your lifespan to find the one who can avert this calamity. Little monk, you truly have a compassionate heart!"
The young monk bowed slightly and said, "You flatter me, benefactor. Buddha is merciful; everything is guided by Buddha!"
He then looked at Lan Hua and said, "The Xuanhuang Continent is in grave danger. I beg Benefactor Lan to lend a helping hand!"
Lan Hua looked at Zi Yue, her face showing difficulty.
The method of survival provided by the master of the tower can save lives, but it requires nearly a year of quiet meditation for the injuries to heal completely.
Zi Yue cannot be without him; she needs his protection.
Moreover, he had long been despised by the people of the Xuanhuang Continent, so why should he risk his life for them again?
The young monk seemed to understand what Lan Hua was thinking, and put his hands together in prayer.
“Benefactor Lan, even if the world has wronged you, is there truly no attachment to the Xuanhuang Continent in your heart?”
Besides, this place is so secluded, the female benefactor will certainly be safe!
"care?"
Lan Hua thought of the Pill God Palace, Kong Xuan who was both her teacher and friend, the Great Zhou Dynasty's Demon Suppression Division where she had once worked, and the Immortal Talisman Sect.
There are just too many things I'm worried about.
"Since there are still things to hold you back, then let's make our move!"
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