Although Wen Chunxiang has always been very unlucky, his premonition of bad luck is still right.

Yan Qiao's big mouth really shook off a lot of things in the corners and corners.

"Actually, I don't say it's appropriate, but considering your identity, you will still know what you should know." Yan Qiao pretended to be profound.

Xie Zhenghong pretended to be confused, and his evaluation of Yan Qiao, the demon emperor, secretly changed in his heart.

In the past, the seniors said that he was actually very reliable, and Xie Zhenghong always felt that the seniors were a little too confident. Now it seems that the predecessors are really reliable. Probably people who have cultivated to this point will choose to live a comfortable and free life, and their temperament will become uninhibited. After all, there were few in the Three Thousand Worlds that could hurt them.

Xie Zhenghong thought so, and barely allowed himself to retain the last bit of respect for these seniors.

"Wen Chunxiang is the most unlucky one I have ever seen, and he is also the most persevering one." Yan Qiao couldn't help but smile and said, "For example, when we go to the secret realm to explore, almost all of them return with a full load, and the place where he goes is ten rooms and nine empty, and it is rare to have good things in hand." Why do you think he's proficient in miscellaneous studies? It's just to make use of everything you see while exploring. He knows everything, knows everything, and knows everything, so even if he has few things from adventures, he can make full use of them. The catastrophe alone was enough to hack him several times, and he didn't die every time. At the end of the day, I don't know if he was lucky or unlucky. ”

"That's a strange thing." Xie Zhenghong nodded thoughtfully.

"But according to us, he robbed so many monks' treasures, and he did a lot of things that lacked virtue, and it is normal for him to have bad luck." Yan Qiao then added.

Xie Zhenghong was silent.

He is the direct beneficiary of the monk baby that Wen Chunxiang snatched.

"In fact, Wen Chunxiang's appearance is worthy of being top-notch, although his personality is not good enough, but he is not much stronger than those demon cultivators who kill people for pleasure at every turn. Those who love him can almost be ranked from the small world to the big world. It's a pity, it's a pity, he's more wooden than me, and he can't understand the meaning of other people's words at all. Yan Qiao was half praising and half amused, and winked at Xie Zhenghong, "Guess, what happened?" ”

Xie Zhenghong: ......

He really couldn't guess.

Seeing Xie Zhenghong's dazed look, Yan Qiao's gossip desire and hope in his heart were suddenly satisfied, and he almost didn't write the words "I want to know and beg me" directly on his face.

Xie Zhenghong arched his hand, intending to bow to Yan Qiao, "Please also ask for advice." ”

Yan Qiao subconsciously avoided Xie Zhenghong's heavy gift.

Hey? I wonder why I'm hiding, but it feels like it's dangerous.

"Ahem, don't be so polite. I just said it. Yan Qiao was a little embarrassed by his instincts for his behavior just now, what could he not accept from the junior's heavy gifts? Even if it's three kneels and nine knocks, it's no problem!

It's just that Yan Qiao has always trusted his intuition, and since he made the ontology into a heavenly chessboard and hexagram, he has been even more sensitive to those cause and effect things. Since he has this subconscious action, he proves that he must not accept his heavy gifts.

Interesting and interesting.

It seems that Wen Chunxiang accidentally accepted this apprentice is quite interesting?

In a short period of time, Yan Qiao's mind has changed. As the Sun and Moon Demon Emperor in the Great Sun World, even if he seems unreliable, he always has some ability.

"About six hundred years ago, a monk from the Faxiang Sect came to Wen Chunxiang to challenge him, risking his life in exchange for the scripture that Wen Chunxiang had snatched......," Yan Qiao said slowly.

Six hundred years ago, the Faxiangzong was the time when there were many talents, and there were several Buddhist cultivators who were hopeful, which could be called the golden age of the Faxiangzong, and the momentum was so prosperous that the Buddhist sects in the same world could not match it at all.

And Wen Chunxiang snatched a wordless book of Faxiangzong more than 700 years ago, which has always been regarded as the shame of Faxiangzong. Therefore, a Buddhist cultivator who did not know the height of the sky came to the door, wanting to test Wen Chunxiang's emptiness.

There was almost no suspense in that competition, and before Wen Chunxiang could make a move, the little Buddha cultivator had already been beaten by him and vomited blood.

"And then, guess what?" Yan Qiao asked with a smile.

Xie Zhenghong had a bad premonition in his heart, and he was inexplicably a little irritable.

"At that time, Wen Chunxiang said to the little Buddha cultivator, 'Let's practice for a few more years and come back', and then the little Buddha cultivator really came once every five years, and I don't know how he found people. Hahaha, Wen Chunxiang finally left the big world and changed places hahaha. Where do people really want to compete with him, but they just want to meet him. Yan Qiao said and bent over with a smile.

Xie Zhenghong can almost imagine the demeanor of his predecessors, which must be particularly attractive.

"Two hundred years after Wen Chunxiang left, that little Buddha successfully cultivated the seal, and even practiced the Arhat Dharma. Now that he is the mainstay of the Faxiang Sect, oh, I don't know if Wen Chunxiang will regret it if he knows? Yan Qiao said to himself.

Xie Zhenghong felt that his predecessors definitely didn't remember such a person.

Thinking of this, Xie Zhenghong's mood was much better.

"Alas, negativity, what a negativity. Wen Chunxiang didn't know how much lovesickness he had provoked outside, he didn't understand it at all, and took other people's flattery and affection for granted, but this was ...... to him, "Ahem, I almost said it."

Yan Qiao comfortingly touched his chest.

If you say anything else, if you say Wen Chunxiang's body, it will really be fatal.

Wen Chunxiang has two reverse scales, one is the bastard Buddha cultivator who has soared in his mouth, and the other is his body.

Well, I've been praised and admired for a long time, and I take these things as normal.

Such the world's number one negative person, who is unlucky if he is not unlucky?

"Are the Prajna Zen Master and the Kyushu Demon Emperor the same person?" Xie Zhenghong pondered for a moment and suddenly said.

It was like thunder on the ground, and as soon as the painting style changed, Yan Qiao suddenly couldn't laugh.

"Why?" Yan Qiao's face was already a little cold. The things he said before should not be compatible with this speculation. Or is this person actually pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger all along?

"Think about it carefully, as far as the poor monk has heard, the Zen Master of Prajna and the Demon Emperor of Kyushu have never appeared at the same time." Xie Zhenghong said quietly.

"But that's not enough to judge." Yan Qiao replied lightly.

Although he has a big mouth, it is because he has the capital to act arbitrarily.

No matter what secret the other party hears, he has a way to make others forget the secret, and he also has the ability to solve the consequences of the secret leakage. He and Wen Chunxiang have known each other for many years, if he puts Wen Chunxiang in danger because of him, he doesn't mind strangling this source of danger in the cradle.

"Probably intuition." Xie Zhenghong said as if distressed, "There seems to be a causal connection in the dark. ”

Yan Qiao stared at Xie Zhenghong quietly for a long time.

He didn't know if this Buddha was telling the truth or a lie.

However, Wen Chunxiang and Zen Master Prajna are indeed the same person, and the other party has learned Wen Chunxiang's Buddhist exercises, and it is normal if there is really any causal induction. But what if he is lying?

Yan Qiao wanted to give Yan Qiao, a Buddha cultivator, a sealing technique to try when he left this Flame World.

"Someone up ahead?" Yan Qiao's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Xie Zhenghong also stopped, but he didn't find anyone.

This person appeared out of thin air, and he happened to be discovered by Yan Qiao, so he couldn't think about it too much.

However, knowing that it might be a trap, Yan Qiao had to go too. They have been walking here for a long time, and they have not seen anything alive, which is really strange. Now that you have a little clue, you can't let it go.

"You wait here, I'll take a look." Yan Qiao waved his sleeves casually and disappeared in place in an instant, as if he was very relieved of Xie Zhenghong's safety.

Probably feeling Yan Qiao's departure, Wen Chunxiang appeared at the right time.

"Little monk, what did Yan Qiao say with that broken mouth?" Wen Chunxiang couldn't help but poke his head out and asked.

Ahhh

"The poor monks he said know." Xie Zhenghong heard Wen Chunxiang's shy and anxious tone, and smiled secretly in his heart.

"What do you know?" Wen Chunxiang frowned.

"The Demon Emperor and the poor monk told the story of their predecessors and a Dharma Sect Buddhist cultivator." Xie Zhenghong said truthfully.

"Fa Xiangzong? I've seen a lot of bald donkeys in Faxiangzong, which one are you talking about? Wen Chunxiang thought for a moment and asked rhetorically.

"The one who often challenges the seniors, I heard that the seal has been successful."

“…… I don't remember. Wen Chunxiang shook his head. Just kidding, there are not 100,000 but 80,000 bald donkeys he has beaten, and he has beaten countless worlds, and there are more people who come to challenge him, how can he have time to remember them all?

"The poor monk thinks so." Xie Zhenghong continued.

"No way, he must have said something else?" Wen Chunxiang felt that Yan Qiao's big mouth made no sense, so he let himself go so easily.

"Oh, the seniors are determined and their hearts will not change." Xie Zhenghong replied without hesitation.

Wen Chunxiang: "...... How does it sound weird? Little monk, are you sure you didn't slander me in the belly? ”

Xie Zhenghong: "The seniors laughed. ”

Wen Chunxiang Wen seniors are not unlucky? Xie Zhenghong had already discovered this. When the contract was signed at the beginning, it was obviously to free the seniors from the rope of the immortals. But in fact, along the way, Xie Zhenghong has accepted Wen Chunxiang's unilateral efforts. In contrast, the matter of how to rescue the seniors was tacitly suppressed by the two, and it was never mentioned on the surface.

So much so that later escaping from the world of Daochunzhong, Wen Chunxiang paid more price. In addition, the predecessors were inexplicably chased and killed, and they were trapped in the mountain behind the Inzhen Temple, one ring after another, which is not something that ordinary bad luck can summarize.

As for what Yan Qiao said, he was hacked by the Heavenly Tribulation several times......

Xie Zhenghong thought for a while, and suddenly asked out loud, "Senior, are you a flower demon?" ”

"How do you know?!" Wen Chunxiang almost didn't roll off the ice bed and blurted out.

Xie Zhenghong sighed, "The poor monk is just a test. "I didn't expect the seniors to give the answer so refreshingly.

Wen Chunxiang in the room: ......

It's a dead life!

The little monk actually learned to cheat him.

Most importantly, how did the little monk know that he was a flower?