Ma Xiaoyang withdrew from the White Horse Temple, first went back to the hotel, at that time he lived in the hotel, I didn't expect to go out for so long, so everything was not cleaned up, just put it there, but fortunately, there is nothing, this will want to find the charger first, and then take a bath, contact the family, this is out for a month, the family must be in a hurry.

It took too long to come out, Ma Xiaoyang's house had already been given to others, the front desk saw that Ma Xiaoyang had some impressions, and there were records, and what I thought no one wanted, I turned it out of the storage room again, Ma Xiaoyang re-registered the house and went upstairs.

The room registered this time, actually facing the direction of the White Horse Temple, the mobile phone was charged, and suddenly his heart moved, and then looked out the window, I don't know if it was his own illusion, looked over there, and suddenly appeared in front of him The appearance of a deep space monk suddenly appeared, standing on a high platform, surrounded by a vast space, and suddenly two clouds came to the sky, I don't know why, Ma Xiaoyang always felt that the two clouds were very similar to a tiger and an elephant, and then the monk still smiled, nodded to himself, and suddenly turned into a red light, rose to the sky, and the two clouds came into contact, and then flew towards the west, and disappeared in a blink of an eye。

The clouds disappeared, and the White Horse Temple began to ring the bell, and at the beginning, there was the sound of monks chanting, rising to the sky and spreading around.

As soon as the bell rang, Ma Xiaoyang suddenly fell into a feeling similar to an epiphany, and the scene in front of him began to look back, and this White Horse Temple began to retreat back little by little.

The ancient trees in the courtyard began to turn into small saplings one by one, and this huge yard began to return to its original scene little by little.

Until a white horse appeared carrying a control scripture.

The bell stopped, and the scene in front of Ma Xiaoyang's eyes disappeared.

Ma Xiaoyang, who came back to his senses, turned on his mobile phone in the past, and as soon as the phone was turned on, a lot of text messages popped up, including his relatives and friends, and Cheng Zijin, according to the chronological order, Cheng Zijin contacted himself from the beginning of his arrival in Dongdu, and then, basically, one call a day, at first he did not answer, and then he could not be contacted, and then Cheng Zijin began to send text messages, saying that his parents had already said that he would come to Dongdu immediately, and let Ma Xiaoyang hold on.

Ma Xiaoyang looked at this text message, shouted badly, hurriedly called, turned off the phone over there, and then hurriedly found the paper of the hotel, thanked a few words, roughly explained his situation, and hurriedly flew the sword to pass the book, who knows the direction of the flying sword to pass the book, it actually flew straight from the hotel to the White Horse Temple.

Ma Xiaoyang's heart suddenly burst, this is going to be a bad thing, don't say anything, hurry up and find it.

As a result, as soon as I got downstairs, I heard a loud bang, a puff of smoke, and then, there were countless car sirens, and countless people shouted, and in an instant, countless people ran over from the White Horse Temple.

The cries of children, the screams of women, the screams of men, and the horns of cars filled Ma Xiaoyang's eardrums.

At this moment, Ma Xiaoyang was completely stunned, and said a joke before, but he didn't expect that this Cheng Zijin was really bold and dared to come to blow up the White Horse Temple.

I found something at random, cast the Flying Sword Transmission Technique, and then opened the magic of the Divine Practice, and rushed towards the Flying Sword Transmission Place.

"God forbid, God forbid, don't blow up the White Horse Temple, don't blow up the White Horse Temple!" he prayed as he ran.

Maybe it was Ma Xiaoyang who prayed for a manifestation, ran all the way, and finally found the source of the explosion, it was a car, just at the mouth of an unmanned alley next to the White Horse Temple.

But then, a heart was raised again, and the place where the flying sword was pointed to was actually that piece of monk's house.

Ma Xiaoyang can still manage so much at this time, the sword light is straight forward, but he won't think about going out from the main gate, seeing the strong through the wall, and encountering the tree over the tree, Ma Xiaoyang can only follow the wall, cross the tree, and run all the way.

Entering the White Horse Temple, the sword light suddenly changed direction again, and ran towards the outside of the temple, it should be Cheng Zijin who received his flying sword handbook, which will retreat.

Ma Xiaoyang also quickly changed direction and chased after Cheng Zijin.

The direction of progress is a dead end, Ma Xiaoyang had seen it on the map before coming, and he didn't know why Cheng Zijin wanted to run here, Ma Xiaoyang didn't think much about it, and chased after him.

As soon as he entered the alley, a man in white looked at this side with a smile, and sure enough, it was Cheng Zijin, who had not been seen for many days, Ma Xiaoyang took three steps and made two steps, and ran over.

"Why are you here?" asked Ma Xiaoyang.

"Can I not come, just listen to the scriptures, why can't I contact you for a month, during this period I have been looking for you, the monk's house has a formation guard, and there is a group of monks next to it to inspect, it seems that there is some ability, I don't want to startle the snake, see that your soul fluctuations are normal, so I didn't do it, this morning, the monks in this temple began to make big moves, and there was no one around to take care of it, I just came over, and finally found your direction, and as a result, I received your handbook, and I quickly retreated. Cheng Zijin explained.

"You ordered the car?" Ma Xiaoyang asked, pointing in the direction where there was still a puff of black smoke.

"Yes, I really don't dare to blow up this temple, but I can still set off fireworks at the entrance of the temple!" Cheng Zijin said with a smile. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine!" Ma Xiaoyang replied.

"Why don't I feel that something is wrong?" Cheng Zijin circled around Ma Xiaoyang.

"I feel the same way, but I don't know what's wrong, by the way, get out, this is not the place to talk. Ma Xiaoyang took Cheng Zijin's hand and was about to go out.

"Demon, where are you going!?" As soon as Ma Xiaoyang's words fell, a group of little monks suddenly appeared at the mouth of the alley, each holding an iron rod in his hand, led by the little monk who had been admonished.

"Appraisal master, misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding. Ma Xiaoyang hurriedly explained.

"Is it a misunderstanding, take you down, openly set fire, break into my White Horse Temple, brothers, do it!" As soon as the precept spoke, the group of little monks immediately put on a posture.

"Don't talk about it, let's talk about it after a fight. "Cheng Zijin's face has changed since the word "war" demon came out.

I have lived for so long, and in the end, I was scolded by a little monk, I am a famous spiritual creature in the world of Qingqiu Fox, and the protector of the Dharma under Nuwa's seat was actually called a demon one day.

As soon as he stopped Ma Xiaoyang, with a wave of his hand, a white practice rolled towards the little monks.

The little monks seemed to have their own set of formations, at this time, the precept hit the head, the iron rod waved, although the alley was small, but it was overwhelming, and a burst of stick shadows rolled up.

"Little bald donkey, today I want to let you know that it is amazing!" Cheng Zijin waved his hand again, and the mountains and rivers rose to the sky.