Lu Tianchi and Chen Yuehua trembled in the river breeze, their minds were messy, and they looked numbly at Wu Ming and Hui Nan, who were staring at each other.

Although I don't know what grievances there are between the two, it will definitely not be a trivial matter for Wu Ming, who has always been shrewd and wise like a demon, to dare to be so rude to his life-saving benefactor.

What's more, the other party is not only a person from Buddhism, but also a Vajra semi-saint!

"Amitabha, good and good, the donor is now successful in his artistic career, congratulations!"

Hui Nan's pale golden eyebrows were slightly undetectable, and he bowed.

Lu Tianchi and Chen Yuehua were dumbfounded, and their brains couldn't turn around.

Although the monks have always been kind, but this Buddhist King Kong, who is a half-saint who oppresses the black fish, is by no means without temper, he is so hard by a junior, and he is yin and yang, and he is not angry, and the two instinctively feel that it is not that he has a good temper and is cultivated to the family, but that he is at a loss!

And Wu Ming is a person who can't eat and can't even be reasonable, so this is what I can see!

In the water on the river under the feet of the four people, the black fish half-saint begged for mercy and wailed gradually, completely without the power to resist, don't see that the two murderous creatures have been deeply injured, but now they have seized the opportunity, and they can't make up for it?

Looking at the various clans in Shenzhou, I can't find any force with such a big deal and make a powerful demon clan demi-saint as nourishment!

"Huh!"

Wu Ming pulled the corners of his mouth, as if the wound was too painful, but he seemed to be unmoved, expressing an unknown meaning.

"Donor, be forgiving and forgiving!"

Hui Nan's eyelids drooped slightly, and his tone was flat as usual.

But in the eyes of the two, it seems to be very low-browed, and it is even more incredible.

"Huh!"

Wu Ming is still two notes that are not salty or light.

Under such a delay, the aura of the black fish half-saint descended again, although it was not in danger of his life, but the evil aura of the power of the holy path in his body weakened to the extreme, and even left a very weak snort.

Buzz!

The sky is covered with dark clouds, and the black pressure is like a heavy mountain stack, wanting to press down the Tianlong River, there are lightning and thunder from time to time, but no matter how you look at it, there is a bit of thunder and rain!

"The monks have no long-term things, so why should the donor care?"

Hui is not good.

"Heh......"

Wu Ming seemed to bare his teeth, and said with a smile, "The master is full of treasures, uh no, it's a treasure*, if you want to come to the golden body, just scrape some gold dust down, it's enough for the younger generations to live!"

Lu Tianchi and Chen Yuehua only felt a toothache, and their faces turned away unnaturally.

Let the monks scrape gold dust, is there a more vicious way to scold people than this?

Hui Nan frowned, and then returned to normal, and seemed to sigh lightly: "The poor monk is in a hurry to go south, but he didn't bring much entanglement, and he brought a pair of purple gold bowls with him, so he planted flowers and grass with the donor, and cultivated himself!"

As he spoke, he saw that Hui Nan's right hand was under the robe of his left sleeve, and he took out a purple gold bronze bowl, and raised it high, and the mouth of the bowl went downward, and suddenly the purple and golden light spots on it were shining brightly, wandering uncertainly, turning into countless mysterious and unparalleled Sanskrit Buddhist scriptures, and pouring out from the mouth of the bowl.

Airplanes!

Under the shroud of light, the river surface spread out on its own, but I saw that the countless vines that wrapped the black fish half-saint theme fell off like ropes, and were dragged by the Buddha's light and fell into the copper bowl.

The next moment, a little bit of gray light poured out from the shriveled wound of the black fish's half-saint, turning into a mini dragon with teeth and claws, winding and twisting, and fell into it, even the sturdy dragon rope that was bound seemed to be no longer controlled by Wu Ming's divine sense, and flew out with a soft sound, accompanied by a bone long sword.

Wu Ming held the Dragon Binding Rope and the Dragon Fall Sword, his brows furrowed, his face was displeased, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.

Today, that's it!

At least if you want to make Tianlong Palace have a grudge against this new Buddhist powerhouse, you can't do it!

"Donor!"

Hui Nan handed over the bronze bowl.

"The guy who eats the master, how can the younger generation use it, in this case, won't it become a murder for money?"

Wu Ming's heart was dripping with blood, and he had to pretend to be tough and refuse.

This is a Taoist weapon, even if it is to nourish the lotus lamp, but it really can't be wanted, after all, someone just saved his life!

Lu Tianchi and Chen Yuehua didn't know what to say, but after seeing Wu Ming, who was as wise as a demon and ruthless, they deeply realized his shamelessness.

can cultivate shamelessness to such an extent, there is no other in the world, and he is also the first person in the world!

"The donor is broad-minded, and the poor monk is not as good as it!"

What made the corners of the eyes of the two of them twitch was that Hui Nan also praised him seriously, and turned over the copper bowl with his hand, and the dragon devouring vine and loach flashed into shape, wrapped around Wu Ming's left and right hands, and looked at him with a probe in his head, and then retracted.

"The two of them are used to being wild, they don't know the etiquette, and they ask the Buddha not to be surprised! The younger generation is here, thank the Buddha for saving him on their behalf!"

Wu Ming bowed.

"Hahaha!"

Suddenly, after getting out of trouble, the black fish half-saint woke up slowly, laughed like crazy, swayed his huge body that had lost more than three laps, and his resentful eyes came out from under the water, staring at the two of them, "Today, you are waiting for the foundation of my holy way, this hatred will not die, and you will not share the sky!"

"If the donor is willing to cultivate himself and wash away his sins, he may not have the opportunity to regain the holy path in the future, if he is obsessed, even if the poor monk does not make a move today, he will not have the opportunity to ascend the holy path!"

Hui Nan said lightly.

"Righteousness, thief bald, whatever you say, today you don't dare to kill this saint, come to Japan to take your life, and you, bad foundation of this saint, the revenge of killing your son, today there is a bald donkey to protect you, after today, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, this saint will be hunted to the end!"

The Black Fish Demi-Saint slowly sank to the bottom of the water, and the river returned to calm, until the two resentful scarlet eyes disappeared, and its crazy words still echoed on the surface of the river, making people shudder.

"Amitabha!"

Hui is difficult to pronounce the Buddha's name, loud as a bell, the sound spreads for hundreds of miles, and it seems to sigh, which makes people ponder endlessly.

"The Buddha is not worried that this fang will spill his resentment on the people on both sides of the strait?"

Wu Ming said mockingly.

"He didn't dare!"

Hui Nan believed.

"Oh, the Buddha is so sure?"

Wu Ming didn't believe it.

"He doesn't have your guts!"

Hui Nan glanced at Wu Ming deeply, his hands suddenly folded, and he gave a deep salute to the ancient wood, and then waved out a warm sun-like Buddha light and enveloped the three of them and landed on them.

Buzz!

In an instant, the ancient wood is windless and automatic, and the big waves are sent, like a canoe rampaging in the Tianlong River, but the posture of this canoe is too terrifying, and its material is rare in ancient times!

Fortunately, the Tianlong River was sealed by the Holy Dao, and there were no ships going back and forth, and there were no water tribes, even if there were, under the fluctuation of the breath of the two sides, they had already fled.

Wu Ming silently calculated, although he didn't see Hui Yan release any power, but the speed of Gu Mu's movement was still far beyond that of ordinary great grandmasters.

At this rate, it will take less than half an hour to reach the other side, and there is no risk!

"The Buddha is out of the customs this time, he is tired of staying in the dark places such as the heavenly prison, and he wants to go south to see the world of flowers?"

Wu Ming said lightly.

Lu Tianchi and Chen Yuehua glanced at him speechlessly, and hid aside very interestingly, out of sight and out of mind!

"The Buddha said, a flower is a world, a leaf is a Bodhi, the flowers are blooming in front of you, and you have your own ......"

Before Hui Nan finished speaking, he was interrupted.

"It is said that the family is compassionate, how can the Buddha not have a little benevolence and take care of the seriously injured juniors?

Wu Mingsheng ate a Jiao Blood Bodhi, rubbed his eyebrows and said.

Hit head-on by the Black Fish Demi-Saint, even the Green Dragon Armor suffered a heavy blow, although the dragon clothes were not damaged, but in the end, through the two treasures acting on him, the injury was not serious.

If it weren't for Jiao Blood Bodhi and Meat Ganoderma lucidum, two treasures for repairing the body, not to mention a lawsuit with Hui Nan, it would be good to be able to breathe.

Rao is like this, the wounds he has suffered from the eight veins of the Qi Jing in his body now are far from being as easy as they seem, but they are only covered by the power of two supreme treasures!

"Amitabha, good, good!"

Hui Nan closed the eleventh ceremony, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and rarely showed a trace of sadness on his face, "The family teacher has passed away for several years, the little junior brother went south and disappeared, and the poor monk went south to find him!"

"Huineng!"

Wu Ming rubbed his eyebrows unnaturally, and a simple-faced monk with big ears flashed in his mind.

It stands to reason that the relics left by Xuan Bei when he passed away should have been entrusted to him to hand them over to Hui Neng, but later by mistake, when he faced the enemy in the Gorge Ridge, this treasure was fused into the demon spirit holy womb, and now it is integrated with its clone, and it can no longer be taken out.

Even if you can take it out, with Wu Ming's temperament, how can there be any reason to spit it out again?

What's more, the Shaolin Temple swept him out of the house back then, and this breath hasn't come out yet!

Although Hui Nan has achieved the Vajra Fruit Position, he still can't be a Buddha or an Arhat-like Buddha, so he naturally doesn't know that Wu Ming has a clear conscience and wants to hack the relics.

But seeing that he never mentioned it, Hui Nan could guess a few points, but fortunately, his ambition was not here.

"The little junior brother is now missing, I am worried, I never thought to meet the donor here, it seems that what I saw back then was not bad, the donor really has a fate with my Buddha!"

Hui is not good.

"Your whole family is related to the Buddha!"

While Wu Ming secretly scolded in his heart, he was also a little weak, his eyes rolled around, he trotted to the front of the ancient wood, and pulled a cracked wooden fork on it, "Huineng that kid is stupid, even if he begs for food, he can't get good things, I have a lot of this, so I'll make him a wooden fish!"

"Donor, that's fate, not begging!"

Wisdom is difficult to remind faintly.

"Pretty much anyway!"

Wu Ming said casually like a scoundrel, with a force in his hand, a burst of blood suddenly appeared on his shoulder, and he retreated with a muffled snort on his pale face.

"The donor has this heart, and the poor monk is ashamed to accept it!"

Hui Nanhe stepped forward with the eleventh salute, waved out a Buddha light, and hit the gap, but saw the emerald green light appearing, and easily lined it up.

"Amitabha, the first saint has a spirit, the little monk has offended!"

Hui Nan's eyes lit up, leaned over slightly, and his hands poked into the gaps, and the golden light around his body poured into it like runes, and he heard a violent clicking sound, and a piece of wood that was a foot long and half a foot thick was broken alive.

"Hmph, this thing can't be eaten as a meal, it's not easy to sleep in the open, I still have something here, just ask the Buddha to bring it to Huineng!"

Wu Ming took out a bag from the corner of the dragon coat and put it into it and handed it to Hui Nan.