Hangu Pass west according to the plateau, east of the stream, south of the Qinling Mountains, north of the Yellow River, in the valley of the deep danger, so called Hangu Pass, is the east out of Luoyang, west to Chang'an throat channel. Yang Fan decided to return to Beijing, and the monk Yizhu was sent to Luoyang, who was worried about Yang Fan's danger, but now it seems that he has a safe journey, so he decided to return to Wannian Temple.

Yang Fan lit a fire, Luo Yifei reheated the roast chicken brought out of the city, although he didn't eat much meat and always maintained a vegetarian habit, but Yang Fan wanted to eat, he had to roast it. Wang Su'er stayed in Luoyang safely.

"I said Xiaozhuzi, why don't you go to Jingshi with me? The temples there are much more beautiful than the Wannian Temple. Oh, and by the way, the food is also delicious. ”

Yizhu took out a biscuit from his baggage, hid in the dark, and stuffed it in his mouth while the two of them were not paying attention, and said, "If you don't go, you can't go." It was time to go back from Kunlun down the mountain, and if it was delayed for too long, the master would be in a hurry. ”

Yang Fan nodded and said, "That's fine." "The reason why he proposed to send a bamboo trip was that he was afraid that he would bring Wang Su'er back to Wannian Temple, and then he would be blind.

In the distance, there was the sound of pine wind, like a wheat field in the golden autumn in the dark night. The pine wood made a faint sound in the fire, roasting the skin of the roast chicken to a golden brown and making a sizzling sound. An Zimu took the roast chicken, tried the hot chicken with his teeth, looked to the west, and immediately put down the somewhat hot fish.

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There are people from Hanya.

Ichitake glanced ahead, silently wrapped the remaining biscuits, checked that they didn't leak, and stuffed them into his arms. The fire gradually went out, leaving only a small spark, which still made a crackling sound. Swirling pine smoke on roast chicken. It emits a peculiar scent. Yang Fan stood up and looked at the pine forest diagonally above. It seems to feel a hint of threat.

"Lord Yang, we seem to be in a little trouble."

Several people did not make a move. He looked at the three people by the fire very calmly, as if he had been planning an ambush for a long time, and he was not worried that his prey would escape. "Unexpectedly, Lao Dao was still worried that it would be too risky to make a move in Wannian Temple, and a few of them so consciously sent sheep into the tiger's mouth, which is really meritorious."

The wind was quiet, and the people in front suddenly came.

The dust was like a horse training falling from the Nine Heavens Milky Way, and it was smashed directly into a bamboo. The air was whistling with a whistling sound as the dust swept through it. The seemingly harmless dust whisk turned into a sharp blade at this time, and the old man's expression remained unchanged. Said: "It is said that the Wannian Temple is closed and cannot be released, and the messenger still can't bear the loneliness, do you want to experience the red dust of the mortal world?" ”

A bamboo handprint condensed, and the golden handprint was like a bright light in the dark night, shining on Yang Fan's dignified face. Luo Yifei cautiously blocked behind Yang Fan to prevent sudden accidents.

Yang Fan's eyes never left the pine forest, the wind blew, and a strange cry came from the dense pine forest.

Bang!

The dust fell on the golden handprints. A bamboo void grip firmly locked the dust. Don't give an inch. With a wave of the old Dao's robe, purple aura gushed out, turning into a rune sword, wrapped in a golden handprint. The dust began to tremble. The white filament on top falls. The handprint pressed towards the rune sword again.

Lao Dao raised his eyebrows, his left foot was a little empty, and his right hand quickly slid in the air. Purple spiritual power is like a spiritual snake. Circling and flying. The whole talisman was completed in one go.

Go.

The purple Dao talisman flew towards a bamboo, like a meteor. Dragging a purple aura. A bamboo foot always stands in place as if it were rooted, and his hands are folded. There are words in the mouth. The Dao Fu was approaching, but Yang Fan never paid attention to it, his eyes still staring at the pine forest. His instincts told him that danger was in the pine forest.

He trusted Ichitake, so he focused his attention on the pine forest.

The internal force was pressed, and the coercion of the innate realm was borne by Yizhu for most of it, Luo Yifei's pace was extended a step back, and he lowered his body slightly.

Here it comes!

Yizhu eyebrows widened, and muttered in his mouth, and six huge proverbs chimeled out.

Six-character mantra!

Om Ma Horn Mi Mi Nga contains profound spiritual power. Om is the mind of the Buddha, which is the wisdom body, speech, and mind of all Buddhas and Bodhisattvas; Mani is the heart of the treasure department, it is the Mani orb, inexhaustible; Horn is the heart of the lotus flower, pure and pure; It is the heart of the vajra, the blessings of the Buddhas, and the words are beady.

The purple spirit rune collided directly with the six-character Great Ming Mantra. The old Dao's qi and blood were obviously not as vigorous as Yizhu, and after a stalemate for a moment, the Great Ming Mantra directly broke the spirit rune and went straight to the old Dao door.

A dark energy hit Luo Yifei's chest, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. There was still no movement in the direction of the pine forest. As long as the bamboo is not moved, it seems that the pine forest is not ready to do it.

It's really back home, and this can bump into. If Yang Fan didn't guess wrong, this old Taoist priest was the one who came to Longhu Mountain to take revenge. It's just that I don't know why, it's on the side of Hangu Pass.

"It's in trouble this time." Luo Yifei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and always used his body to resist Yang Fan's front. The dark energy in the pine forest struck again, and with a flick of a bamboo finger, it directly dissolved the dark energy.

Yang Fan's eyes were sharp, and he said, "Little bamboo, I'm in trouble this time." ”

Yizhu's face was as usual, and he said: "The little monk asked the donor, donor, are you afraid?" Yizhu took the roast chicken on the shelf on the fire and sneered: "I haven't eaten meat for a long time, I remember when I was a child, I always went down the mountain with my uncle to touch the loach, and made a Buddha jump over the wall or something." Later, in order to quit this meat, the little monk made an oath that he would kill if he ate meat! "The roast chicken was bitten down by a bamboo and chewed with relish.

Unexpectedly, Seng Yizhu made such a wonderful vow.

Yang Fan couldn't laugh, the danger was far more than the old way on the surface, if he could run, he would be more willing to run, but in the current situation, he couldn't run away, "In this case, eat more." ”

Yizhu put down the roast chicken, wiped the oil on his mouth, and said, "Let's come back and eat." "The Buddha's light is blazing, a bamboo floats directly into the pine forest, a Buddha shouts deafeningly, and the pine forest falls like wheat cut by a sickle.

"Looks like he believes in you." Lao Dao floated in front of Yang Fan, "It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that you kid was also in Wannian Temple at the beginning, and it seems that you can't get out of it." Bu Dao is not here, see who else can protect you this time! Bu Lao Dao shouldn't be here, right? ”

Yang Fan's pupils shrank, and the golden light filled the sky on the pine forest, and it could be seen that Yizhu was starting to hand over. A roar of anger shook the entire Hangu Pass trembling.

Lao Dao squinted his eyes and said, "It seems to be true." It doesn't matter if it's all right, I'd rather kill 10,000 by mistake than let one go. At the beginning, Longhu Mountain insulted my Heavenly Master's Mansion and stole my coffin, so take your life to pay back! ”

Yang Fan grabbed Luo Yifei and threw it to the mountain on one side.

"Brother Yang!"

Yang Fan's eyes were fierce and said, "Run!" "The acquired realm is the innate realm, and things that have never happened in history are about to happen. Not to mention Yang Fan, no matter how strong the acquired realm is, it is impossible to defeat the innate realm. Without why, it's just impossible. Just like a fish in a pond, whether you have been practicing for thousands of years or 10,000 years, in front of a dragon, it is just a slap in the face after all. (To be continued......)