At this time, I don't know where a cloud came from, just a cloud, fluttering from far to near, the towering ancient trees around, the wind shadow swaying, which will add the shadow brought by the clouds in the sky, a light and shadow, began to mottle the small square in front of you.

Don't make a move now, but when.

Apricot blossoms and fireworks took advantage of this God-given opportunity to quietly appear in this small world.

The apricot blossom smoke and rain are very light, that is, a faint layer of mist, Ma Xiaoyang did not use this to win, but just used this to balance the strange power of the little monk's ubiquitous wave.

The apricot blossom smoke and rain spread, that is, there are countless eyes, arms and saw wheels, the range of coverage, those few ancient trees, the root system is vertical and horizontal, firmly rooted here, Ma Xiaoyang used the apricot blossom smoke and rain to pull the ancient tree, first stabilize the figure, and then, the small whirlpool of the apricot blossom smoke and rain, towards the weird ripples rolled.

In fact, the ripples displayed by the little monk are not very powerful, but the angle is tricky, so that people have nowhere to put their feet, Ma Xiaoyang apricot blossoms and fireworks and rain rolled, and when they touched each other, they dissipated.

For a while, Ma Xiaoyang stood steadily, and began to walk towards the main hall, and the little monk also stopped there, a one-person-high broom, holding it on the square and sweeping in place, and between the two of them, a small whirlpool appeared, and the smoke and dust on the ground flew everywhere, and then dissipated.

Once Ma Xiaoyang controlled the form, he began to fight back.

The root of heaven and earth came out, the true qi surged, and a milky white light appeared, and then taking advantage of the time of a gust of wind, the ancient tree shook, the shadow moved, and the light took the opportunity to come out and hit the broom.

When the little monk reacted, it was too late, the little monk still wanted to change his moves, and the broom was hit hard, but he underestimated the power of the white mang, and the white light was next to the broom, it was devastating, and the broom head was scattered, only to hear a loud sound, the broom cracked, and a small bamboo stick was left.

"Amitabha, the precepts, you are naughty again!" As soon as the broom was dispersed here, a middle-aged monk came over to the main hall over there, talking about the precepts in his mouth, but his eyes were looking at Ma Xiaoyang.

"Uncle Shi!" Jian Jie held the remaining broom pole and saluted the middle-aged monk.

"Amitabha, Taoist friends are reasonable, I am a guest of the White Horse Temple, I don't know what is the so-called thing when friends come to visit?" "Jianjie, I didn't let you sweep the floor, why did you break up the broom?"

"Amitabha, it makes sense, there is an old man named who asked me to come over to listen to the scriptures on the fifth day of the junior high school, and he didn't tell me the specific situation. Ma Xiaoyang explained.

"Oh, Jianjie, your guests are here, why are you so naughty, you don't come in early to report, but play with your guests in the front garden. Ming Ran reprimanded.

"Uncle Shi, I was just curious, so I gave it a try. Jian Jie scratched his head and asked innocently.

"You stubborn, don't know the height of the sky, after a few years of learning sweeping kung fu, you dare to shoot casually, if it weren't for the donor's unwillingness to use the power of the artifact, just rely on your green silk bamboo broom, you think you can sweep a few times, punish you for this month, all the yards are swept by you, and now go to the monk to receive the punishment. ”

"Yes, uncle!" he saluted, and then thought of Ma Xiaoyang saluting, holding a bare broom pole, and ran back.

When he opened his mouth clearly, Ma Xiaoyang heard it clearly, where is this education and precept, this is actually talking about himself, a little monk who has learned to sweep the floor for a few years, and he still uses artifacts to bully people, and he has no face at all.

But Ma Xiaoyang was also angry, he was reluctant to listen to the scriptures, and now he was almost swept away by a little monk as soon as he entered the door and said a word. I can't live this day.

"Master, I don't know where the scripture is, when will it start!" Ma Xiaoyang didn't have a good tone, and asked.

"If you're slack, please come with me. Mingran didn't look at Ma Xiaoyang's tone, and led the way with a friendly face.

This time, he led the way, there was nothing ordinary, but the direction of the way forward was not towards these halls, but towards the back.

When passing through an archway, I saw that it was written, "Monk's Residence, and Tourists Stopped."

This is obviously bringing Ma Xiaoyang to the wing, Ma Xiaoyang thought in his heart, obviously he was preaching, how did he bring it to the residence, abnormality is a demon, be careful.

Thinking about being careful, the true qi of his body also opened, but when he stepped into this arch, Ma Xiaoyang was hit again.

There was nothing peculiar about the arch, and there was nothing peculiar about passing the arch, and he didn't speak all the way, and walked forward with his head down, and it was still the same after the arch.

But after walking for a long time, Ma Xiaoyang turned around, and he was still one step away from the arch.

Obviously, the two of them walked through countless monks' houses just now, the gardens on the road, all the woods, all the way forward, no turns, no more arches, but just walked all the way, turned back, they were actually still the monk's residence, and the tourists stopped behind the sign, just one step away.

But this step seems to have taken countless miles.

The moment Ma Xiaoyang turned around, he turned back again, and it was clear that he had disappeared.

Left and right, it will be empty, only the sound of bells in the distance, and other than that, the world is quiet, like an empty city.

Ma Xiaoyang knew that this was a formation, maybe as long as he turned back and took a step back, he would come out of this formation, but Ma Xiaoyang just didn't want to.

Obviously, the monks of the White Horse Temple didn't want to go to listen to the scriptures by themselves, but they had to go, and it was difficult to ride a tiger, so they could only step forward.

Moreover, the monks of the White Horse Temple are a little too deceitful, and they are forced to listen to the scriptures, and they actually want to sweep themselves out of the house again and again, but Ma Xiaoyang doesn't believe in this evil.

There is no one here, Ma Xiaoyang is not shy about it, the apricot blossoms and fireworks are spreading, enveloping the surrounding area, and everything can be felt within the shroud range, but whether it is flowers and trees, or the doors, windows and eaves of the monk's house, they are all real, and they can't tell the real from the fake.

Ma Xiaoyang had no choice, no matter what the whirlpool was, no matter what the consumption of true qi was, he turned on it with all his strength and rolled it in all directions.

Cheng Zijin said, no matter how high or low the formation is, there are formation eyes on the left and right, maybe this formation is peculiar, and the formation eye is difficult to find, but the current situation, for Ma Xiaoyang, he doesn't want to find any formation eye at all, and break ten thousand methods with one force, I will grind everything in your formation, not to mention the formation eye, it is the big array itself, what else can exist.

Therefore, Ma Xiaoyang didn't care about the consumption of true qi, the whirlpool rotated very violently, countless whirlpools, no matter what they encountered, all of them were rolled up and shattered, but in the blink of an eye, everything in the scope of the Dao Law turned into ashes.

As soon as Ma Xiaoyang collected the Dao Fa, he wanted to see how the results were, but as soon as the Dao Fa was collected, the smoke dispersed, and everything in front of him did not change at all compared to just now.

The flowers are still swaying in the wind, and the window machine still has a little dust.

But Ma Xiaoyang's true qi was really exhausted, and the whirlpool strangulation thing just now could really be felt.

None of this seems to be a fraud.