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When he opened his eyes again, Zhao Han had already appeared under the steps of Jinshan Temple.

At this time, it was still evening, and the pilgrims who were coming and going on the mountain road suddenly saw someone coming from their side, but they were very frightened.

"Mom, youkai!"

"There's a ghost!!"

.....

In just five minutes, the people around Zhao Han ran away, leaving him sitting on the steps and not being stunned.

Anyway, this is the second time he's been treated as a monster in this time, right?

"What kind of eyes, I'm obviously a Terran!"

After complaining, Zhao Han stood up again and stretched.

The bell has already sounded in Jinshan Temple not far away, and it seems that the monks are being summoned to deal with Zhao Han, the "demon"!

And the warrior monks guarding the door had already taken a step ahead of the monks in the temple, rushed down the steps, and saw that they were holding long sticks with angry looks, thinking that they were already planning to "subdue demons and eliminate demons".

"So what's that?"

Watching a few little monks who had just practiced qi and had roughly opened up the twelve serious ones rushing towards him, Zhao Han didn't feel any fear, but felt very funny.

"Bold demons, dare to trespass on my Pure Land of Buddhism"

"Come quickly!"

As he spoke, several warrior monks struck at Zhao Han with long sticks in their hands.

The long stick was close, Zhao Han didn't dodge, but his eyes narrowed.

Will he get hurt?

In this Jinshan Temple?

Are you kidding!

The long stick was three inches away from his body, and Zhao Han was blocked by a burst of light in front of him, and a Buddha horn came from the sky not far away.

"Amitabha, the donor is polite"

The great monk Fahai hurriedly fell from mid-air and stopped in front of several warrior monks who were still moving.

"Uncle Fahai..."

"Uncle Fahai..."

The warrior monk bowed his head to Fahai and saluted.

Fahai glanced at them and said the Buddha name again.

"Wait until you go back to the retreat, I will receive this benefactor."

"But Uncle Shi, he's a demon..."

Some monks were dissatisfied, and they were about to shout when they opened their mouths, but they were glared at by Fahai, and they held back their words.

When several other warrior monks saw Fahai's appearance, they also lowered their heads and pulled the warrior monk back to Jinshan Temple.

Seeing that they were far away, Fahai turned back with a wry smile.

"Master Zhao, we meet again"

"Well, it's not."

Zhao Han smiled again and again, and stretched out his hand again and again, wanting to touch Fahai's shiny big bald head.

The red robe lifted and stopped Zhao Han's hand.

Fahai bowed his head and said: "Donor, there are no three thousand troubles on the top of Fahai's head."

"Uh... Ahem, it's just familiar, it's just familiar."

Quite embarrassed to retract his hand, Zhao Han blinked and said, "I said the great monk, have you done what you promised me?"

"Never...."

"Huh?" Zhao Han raised his eyebrows.

Fahai looked at Zhao Han, stretched out his hand and pointed to his heart and said: "The time has not come, Fahai can't get out of this Jinshan Temple."

Hearing Fahai say this, Zhao Han couldn't help but laugh.

"I said the great monk, this Hangzhou city is also a place with a big palm, you went to the front foot and came back with the back foot, why can't you get out?"

"The time has not yet come..."

"When is the time? When I send that Xu Xian to the prison in Tokyo City? Zhao Han squinted his eyes and said coldly to Fahai.

When it has not arrived, what time and future, and what Buddhist language has not descended, Zhao Han can't control these things.

Since Fahai agreed to him, he has to do it, otherwise don't blame him Zhao Han for turning his face on the spot!

"The donor laughed"

Not frightened by Zhao Han's cold words, Fahai said lightly after performing another Buddhist ceremony: "The current Xu Xian is still unable to move, and he needs to help the White Snake go through three tribulations, love disasters, seven emotions, and six desires, and it is the time for this calamity to be successful."

"So you're going to pay off?"

"The poor monk never set a time with the benefactor"

"Hehe, Zhao Kuangyin has never set a time with that Chen Tuan, but isn't he Chen Tuan still dead?"

"Chen Luan's benefactor is to ascend to the Bliss Immortal Realm...."

"Do you plan to let the monks of this world also ascend to the Buddha kingdom with you?"

"The donor is not the emperor here...."

"So you're going to pay off?"

Zhao Han said this, and suddenly sighed: "You said that you went to the monks and water and fire in this world for your own selfish desires, and when you see the king of Jizo in the future, how many years of hell will you be sentenced to, you said that you have become a Buddha in Shizang, can you climb out of the boundless hell?"

"The donor is serious" Fahai clasped his hands together and stopped talking.

"Cut, boring"

Glancing at Fahai, who was pretending to be a turtle, Zhao Han turned around and left directly.

He didn't know what made Fahai change his mind, but Bai Suzhen's matter didn't mean that he couldn't show up.

You must know that there are many demon monks in this world......

One step out, when he landed again, Zhao Han had already appeared on the bank of the river.

It's not that he wants to fall, but the way forward is cut off, and he is stopped by the enchantment method.

In front of him, a gray-haired old man in a red robe was looking at him with a happy face.

"Xia Guan Yang is exempt from saluting the eighth prince"

The gray-haired old man was really... Just knelt down for Zhao Han!!

Zhao Han didn't dodge, but looked at him with a cold face.

"Yang Fu? Are you the Yang family of this dynasty, or the remnants of the Murong clan of the first dynasty? ”

As he spoke, Zhao Han's hands had all turned into the color of white jade, as long as there was a stir, then the floating cloud hand that he had cultivated for a hundred years would fall on the gray-haired old man.

"Hey, hey, the eighth prince is really murderous."

Seeing Zhao Han's posture, the gray-haired old man got up from the ground by himself, and after first patting the dirt on his body, a smile appeared on his festive face: "Eighth Prince, my Yang family is originally a continuation of the Great Sui.

In that year, with the salvation of Taizu, Lao Er took the lead, and finally died on the battlefield, and it was thanks to Taizu's kindness that Xiao Lao'er was crowned a city god.

Thanks to the grace of the Emperor.....

Little old man, I still have great respect for you and other royal families.

But now the eighth prince, you actually blocked the love of shemales, but I had to stand up and stop it."

"So, you're going to stop me?"

Zhao Han glanced at him, and then looked around.

Sure enough, at some point, the surroundings had been suppressed by nearly ten Divine Dao Qi Luck, and these immortals didn't intend to give Zhao Han a chance to leave in the air.

"Eighth Prince, you are laughing"

Yang Jiachenghuang touched his beard: "It's not that Xiao Lao'er wants to stop you, it's really an order from above, but it is that Xiao Lao'er can't refuse."

"You're still going to stop me?"

"Little old man doesn't dare...."

"If you don't dare, get out of the way!"

"It's not going to work... Please also ask the prince to stay in this Jinshan Temple for another seven days, as long as the hour arrives and the wind rises on the broken bridge, the little old man will kowtow to the prince and make amends."

After Smiling Chenghuang said this, his figure gradually faded, and finally turned into a gray air stream and escaped into the ground, where his last words remained.

"Please also ask the eighth prince to atone for his sins....."

"Atonement?"

Looking at the eight ghost generals around him who were almost guarding against him like a thief, Zhao Han suddenly smiled.

"You're going to stop me too?"

No one answered him.

"Can you stop it?"

Still speechless.

This time, Zhao Han's face really cooled.

Seeing him wave his big hand, a jade pendant inlaid with gold and jade appeared in his hand, and then his fingertips scraped over the palm of the hand holding the jade pendant, and a wound appeared between the palms.

Drops of bright red blood stained the jade pendant......

The golden jade was stained with blood, and the slightest dragon qi rose.

The purple gold dragon qi formed into a filament, gradually condensed in front of Zhao Han's eyes, and finally turned into a small snake and floated in front of Zhao Han.

"So, does it make sense for you to do that?"

Pointing a little to the ground, this little dragon snake screamed unwillingly, but it exploded directly in front of Zhao Han!

"The prince must not be !!"

"Boom!"

As soon as the old man of the city god emerged from the ground, he was directly blown back by the explosion of the purple gold dragon snake! And the enchantment they teamed up to lay down also disappeared with the explosion of the purple gold dragon qi!

"Can't? Why?"

Rolling his eyes, Zhao Han casually withdrew the brocade pendant into his sleeve, and then stepped on the head of the city god that came out of it, stepping him back into the ground.

Stride forward!

Stop him on the territory of the Great Song Dynasty?

When did you see that Heavenly God and Buddha dare to intercept the way of the human royal family!

The slightest faith condensed by the people and the humane dragon spirit formed by the people are things that these gods and Buddhas are afraid of!

It's just that the use of dragon qi will lose the national fortune of the Great Song Dynasty, and all dynasties dare not move lightly.

But are these things binding on Zhao Han? 、

No!

Being in the Great Song Dynasty, he wants to see who dares to stop him in this world!

Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian's affairs are greasy, and Zhao Han knows about this.

Don't say anything else, just say that Bai Suzhen has a demon body, why can she go to the dojo of a great immortal like Antarctic Immortal Weng to get the elixir?

Not only that, after Xu Xian's death, Bai Suzhen was actually able to get him back from the underworld Xu Xian's soul?

There is also that Wenqu Xingjun, this person's status is still above Zhou Tian Xingdou, he is a serious real power position, and it is unspeakably expensive, but such a noble Xingjun would actually be reincarnated as a half-demon?

If it is said that there is no cat greasy, Zhao Han can feed the original White Snake Legend to the flower demon!

Suddenly, Zhao Han didn't know what he thought, and a chuckle came out of his mouth.

"No wonder you don't dare to go out, it turns out that you were confined to your home by others."

......

Zhao Han is gone, it is convenient to go.

After he burst the purple gold dragon qi once, no one dared to stop him.

And not long after he left, the old man in red who had been trampled on the ground by him resurfaced.

"Why did this come about?"

The red-clothed city god looked at the ghosts and gods gathered around him, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This is the fighting method of the big shots, and it has little to do with him as a city god at all, but who made him become a god for a short time and low mana?

If Qiantang Longjun is not moved, the big people can only use him, a small person, as cannon fodder to anger Zhao Han......

"The love of shemales, sneer, there is the eighth prince, who is not afraid of losers, you are still in love with a ghost, go back to your light spirit fairy world to play with mud...."