Find a way to your hometown.

Mo Xie was searched, and after flying for a day and a night, he found himself on the beach.

". ”

The frozen sea could not reflect Mo Ye's expression, and kicked out, smashing several layers of ice.

So he turned back, followed the road he had walked and returned to Jianye, and the time passed again for a day and a night.

Asking for directions to the Holy Scriptures?

Inexistent!

The price of the wayfinding service has been adjusted to tens of thousands of points per point in the Holy Scriptures.

The skyrocketing price is an invisible call, and Mo Xie knows that there is a reason why he must go back as soon as possible.

He could probably guess what that reason was.

"Sure enough, I shouldn't have been merciful at that time. Looking at the dense figure of marching ants on the ground, Mo Xie accurately found a familiar face from it, and he cursed secretly and slowly lowered his height.

"Mo Xie!"

Zhang Lingshu held up a huge horn connected to a car battery, and his voice was so loud that the soldiers around him covered their ears.

"What's the matter? I let you go before, and now you welcome me with this kind of pomp?" Mo Xie said, "This is a bit of a contemptible." ”

He landed dozens of meters above the ground and stopped, looking at Zhang Lingshu condescendingly.

"Mo Xie! I am now speaking to you on behalf of everyone around me, everyone behind me, and everyone who lives in this land!" Zhang Lingshu didn't answer Mo Xie at all, he said in a standard tone of positive characters that made people disgusted when they heard it.

Snow was falling in the sky, and the soldiers were exhaling into mist.

"You stabbed the children's hiding place?" Zhang Lingshu didn't answer Mo Ye's words, Mo Ye didn't plan to pay attention to Zhang Lingshu.

Dialogue should be on an equal footing, with one side standing on the physical high ground and the other on the moral high ground, and there is no possibility of dialogue between the two parties.

"That's right! Mo Xie! But this is just to make sure that the conversation between us can go smoothly!" Zhang Lingshu finally replied to Mo Xie's words.

"Good. Mo Xie raised his hand, and the sword qi sprinkled like rain.

Seeing that the ground was about to flow into a river of blood, suddenly a Buddha horn sounded: "Amitabha!"

One of the monks in the crowd took off his hat and walked to the front of the crowd with folded hands.

Golden Buddha power rose from his body, turning into a barrier to block the path that the sword qi had to pass.

The sword qi was all blocked.

"How is it possible?" Mo Ye's eyes were filled with horror.

He pointed at the monk, his fingers trembling.

"Are you surprised?" the monk touched his bald head, the shield constructed by the Buddha power seemed to be only aimed at the sword qi, and the snow was still falling from the sky, and it was cold on his bald head.

"You obviously ......" Mo Ye couldn't finish this sentence, maybe it was too difficult to say, or maybe he was too surprised to say a complete sentence.

So the monk finished saying this sentence for him: "Obviously, I was beaten to the point that I didn't even have a single hair or cell left, why can I still appear here?"

Mo Ye was trembling, and the white flames were already uncontrollably rising from him.

"Yes, as long as I no longer exist in this world, no one can hurt you, threaten you, control you with that spell anymore, how natural it all sounds, Mo Ye ......," the monk said.

His voice was silent, but no one in the room could hear it clearly. However, just as he interrupted Mo Xie's words, Mo Xie also interrupted him unceremoniously.

"Dead bald donkey!"

Mo Ye's whole body was wrapped in white flames, and an air sword was pinched in his hand, dodging, stabbing, and the space was cut out of black marks on the tip of his sword, and the black marks were pulled into lightning that extended infinitely backwards in the process of his stabbing.

This sword is enough to make Zhao Lao in his heyday hate!

This sword is enough to wipe out any master in the world!

This sword is comparable to a monkey's blow!

The shield of Buddha Power was sliced, and Mo Xie's sword stabbed its target.

The monk collapsed like a sand sculpture, but there was a strange smile on his face.

The Buddha said...... Forget it, you won't listen and you won't understand...... If there's one thing you try to avoid, it's going to happen right in front of your eyes...... It's for: 'Tribulation'!" The monk's voice sounded behind Mo Ye, he put on his khaki monk's robe, and a string of prayer beads appeared in his hand, the prayer beads were in a ring, and the outline of Mo Ye was trapped in it.

"I've already learned your sword twice, now it's time for you to teach my 'Fa'!" the monk shouted loudly, "The Dharma is boundless, subduing demons and subduing demons!"

Golden light surged up from him, binding the rosary into a pillar of light, and the pillar of light covered Mo Ye's body, and then it was revealed.

"I'm sorry, I'm neither a demon nor a demon. Mo Xie calmly walked out of the area shrouded by the pillar of light, "So, this is your trick?

"The Vajra Demon Circle has failed? It is indeed a great sword, but it is a pity that it is held by someone who does not deserve it. The pearl is covered with dust!" The dust monk sighed and took away his magical powers.

"Demon Circle...... So you're going to call yourself 'the Buddha who walks in the world'?Monk of Wine and Meat?" Mo Xie condensed an air sword again, and the soldiers around the two of them all retreated, leaving enough space for the two of them, but each soldier had an expression on his face that had been broken off by the sheer amount of information.

"You...... Is it actually the devil's father?" Zhang Lingshu trembled for a while, and when he thought that he had been walking on the same road, sitting in the same car, eating at the same table, and sleeping in the same bed (fog) with this person for so many days, he couldn't help but stand on end.

"I'm neither a Buddha nor a demon, nor a monk of wine and meat, just an ordinary person rolling in the red dust. The monk waved his hand indifferently, and the rosary was taken back by him, "I remember that more than 20 years ago, I was the first Buddha of Buddhism, and I met Zhuge Moxie ...... in a ritual."

"Stop, stop! Don't talk so much, labor and management don't want to listen!" Mo Xie swung his sword again, and the body of the dust monk turned into ashes under the sword again very cooperatively.

However, this was a completely meaningless act, and in the blink of an eye, the annoying voice appeared behind Mo Ye again.

"That was the first time in my life that I had violated the precepts...... the monk's voice was unhurried.

Mo Xie swung his sword without looking back.

"And then it was the first time I knew how comforting it was to break the rules...... That fast ......"

Swing your sword.

"Feeling ......"

Swing the sword, swing the sword, swing the sword!

Slash, slash, slash!

Behead the baby who was placed on the steps of the orphanage.

Kill the temple that smells of alcohol.

On the day of the beheading, Zhou Xian silently recited the incantation.

The sword that was once invincible, the sword that was only rubbed in front of the Monkey King, is now constantly slashing this annoying voice.

Mo Xie was furious, and countless sword qi erupted from the acupoints around him......