Along the way, the three of them found out that this temple was originally hidden under the true god mountain of the Xishu Kingdom, the so-called true god mountain was just taken by the king of Xishu in order to praise the prophet, where did the true gods come from in this world, all the immortals have only broken the quadruple, and even the immortals and demons can't be called.

"True God Mountain? Hahaha, if this guy is a god, then I can't be the three dragons alive? ”

Zhuohua didn't know where to pick up the branches, and dragged Erlang to pull them in his hands, waving them all the way, blowing his nose and glaring with disdain.

Shu Qing pulled the branches of Zhuohua, and used it as a "teasing fairy stick" to tease the potato boy, stirring back and forth, forcing the potato boy to tears out, and he could only roll hard and beg for mercy.

"You're too much of a guy to tease people like this."

Zhuohua snatched the branch again, and everyone thought that he was going to fight for the potato boy, but after all, he was stubborn and difficult to change, only to see him pull up the potato boy's feet, directly turn the person upside down, and shamelessly scratch the feet of others.

This left and right attack can make the potato boy dizzy, his face is full of smiles, but his heart is sad, he instantly feels that he has fallen to the bottom of the food chain.

In a fit of rage, he put his hands on his chest, chanted a spell, and turned into a small elixir and fell to the ground, and then disappeared without a trace.

Just as the two of them looked around, looking for potatoes along the way, their destination was also reached.

What caught my eye was a series of long queues, like a longevity noodle, hanging from the temple to the outside of the temple, although it was rubbing shoulders, it did not discourage the enthusiasm of the people.

"Damn, when is this going to be scheduled?" Zhuo Hua stood on tiptoe and looked, and the dense number of human heads had to be counted to be counted in half a pillar of incense, he smiled crookedly, with a cunning look between his eyebrows, and a flash of inspiration appeared in his mind.

Zhuohua lit the nether fire at his fingertips, aiming at a tree next to the temple and about to throw it over, just as he was about to use the trick of striking east and west, a spiritual light interrupted the flames.

"Hey." As soon as he turned his head, he was pulled by Shu Qing's ears and pulled directly to the back of the army, and stuck him firmly behind like a nail.

"Don't play tricks, let's line up honestly." Shu Qing said.

Potato boy saw that Shu Qing tamed this Penglai prince obediently, relying on the fact that he was Shu Qing's favorite little fairy, naturally he also had a bit of fox and fake tiger power, rushed forward and slapped Zhuohua's ass hard, and hid behind Shu Qing as soon as he slipped away.

"You also said that you hate bullies, I think you are the famous bully prince!" Potato said.

The two of them saw that they were about to fight again, and a girl in the middle was like a cold green mountain in the middle, with a fierce light in her apricot eyes and a bit of majesty, and the two of them were stunned for a moment, and they didn't dare to make a move.

In this stalemate, the black bird returned home with smoke curling, and he didn't know how much dust had fallen on his head, and the potato boy had already made a truce to play with Old Man Wen's flowers, and Zhuohua also lit a fire pestle and thought about moves in place.

Shu Qing held his forehead, it was really not which one was the real three-year-old child.

"Next!" When the sun set, they finally waited for this thunderous prophet, and the three of them couldn't wait to enter the door to find out, and they all left Bi Ma Wen behind.

Just looking at the ant-big flower spirit behind him, he dragged the flower and scolded and chattered while chasing: "You guys who have been badly behaved by the kids, have you abandoned me as an old man?" ”

The three of them walked into the temple, and the monk in yellow gauze greeted them on the way, and the potato boy had to step on the threshold to enter the Buddhist gate because he was smaller, and the monk pushed him out with one hand.

Just as the potato boy was muffled, the man said, "Donor, stepping on the Buddha's door is equivalent to stepping on the prophet, and that is a great disrespect." ”

"Then you don't need to push people." Shu Qing was a little annoyed.

Zhuohua squinted at the leading monk and pursed his lips, revealing a look of disdain.

"It turns out that these gods are all piled up in people's mouths, as for Pudu sentient beings, that's another story."

Zhuo Hua's taunt did not respond at all, and the leading monk was just a mundane madman, jealous of the prophet's divine might.

A glance passed, that is, as if there was nothing, and walked directly away. "Women lift their right feet, men lift their left feet, don't belittle my prophet, otherwise you will let the mortal fate bring 'bumps'."

"You?" Zhuo Hua was suddenly angry, how could he be a character who could be threatened, and he was about to rush over and burn a fire clean without worry, but he was stopped by Shu Qing.

"Stupid, we're here to ask for help, not to fight." Shu Qing whispered expressionlessly.

Only then did the prince's anger be stifled, and Zhuo Hua realized that he had indeed made a mistake, so he began to be patient, following the words of the leading monk, first crossing the threshold to ward off evil spirits, then cleaning his hands to get rid of diseases, and then sprinkling water to change his life.

It was only after these few steps that I was able to enter the Dharma Hall.

There are hundreds of monks sitting in the dharma hall, chanting Sanskrit in their mouths, constantly transcending sentient beings, bowing their heads just to follow their so-called true God.

And the prophet, falling at the foot of the Buddha statue, the golden body of the Buddha is imprinted on the solemn face, sitting on a cut robe, one side is bright yellow and the other is yellow, one side is immortal and the other is human.

"You are here for the two of the Chen family." The faint voice came through the quiet chanting, and before they could speak, they guessed what they meant.

Shu Qing saw that this prophet had a peaceful face, and he must have been an extremely kind person, so he said with a pleasant face: "The prophet is above, I have something ...... unknown."

Before Shu Qing finished speaking, the prophet showed auspicious light, and a bright and dazzling cloud appeared behind him, and all living beings were thought to be the Buddha's light manifestation, so they quickly kowtowed and bowed, and this posture interrupted her at once.

"The eldest of the Chen family serves his mother on weekdays, and the second child only knows how to read the holy book hard but does not know what the real etiquette and morality are. The Prophet said.

Shu Qing clearly didn't explain the reason, this prophet was able to tell everything he knew, it seemed that there was still a bit of a guy in her stomach, but she didn't understand how an immortal who obviously had the ability to read minds could misjudge this confused case.

"Prophet, do you know that since the eldest of the Chen family returned from home, he drove his mother out with him, do you still call this a filial piety?" Shu Qing asked rhetorically.

When the prophet heard this, he struck a string of Buddhist beads, flicked the beads, and carried the beads between his fingers.

"See? This is the state of mind of the boss of the Chen family, there is no human heart that I can't read, and there is no case that I misjudged, I'm afraid that you misunderstood, girl. ”

The believers are again kowtowing one after another, and their mouths are still chanting: "The true God has come to the world, the true God has come to the world." ”

The Prophet put the beads on his chest and began to chant the sutras, but he only regarded them as mundane troubles and did not pay attention to them at all.

But the stubborn girl didn't think so, the guide monk here was about to send her back, but she pushed her palm to stop her, but her childish round face had edges and corners that she shouldn't have.

His eyes were as hard as a blade. "People's hearts are unbreakable, some people are warm on the surface, but they hide their hearts privately, and some people's hearts are like cold iron, but in fact, their hearts hide tenderness and can turn iron."

The prophet finally opened his eyes and examined the girl in front of him, but she was a little more clever, but she was no different.

"Really?" He smiled contemptuously. "What about you?"

I saw that he was in a happy state again, and the darkness in the round mirror instantly hit like splashing ink, and everyone only felt that they were in chaos around them, and they all panicked and couldn't find the direction everywhere.

This wave of unevenness rose again and again, and suddenly a few rays of spiritual light came out of the state of mind, and everyone couldn't dodge, all of them had spiritual light in their bodies, and instantly felt a heart crina in their hearts, and a woman's wild laughter suddenly sounded in the dark, and everyone went to see, only to see a demon girl standing tall, clinging to the soul flute that destroyed the world and destroying the earth, and wiped out the common people with a smile, and the Three Realms and Kyushu were razed to the ground at once.

All the living beings were frightened in an instant, only to feel that the end was coming, and they all hugged their heads and trembled, and some even fainted directly.

At this time, the prophet stood up, pointed to the world, pointed at Shu Qing and said: "This woman is the demon girl, the wolf is ambitious, the heart is cold, I can't see any feelings for her, she just wants to get the soul flute and dominate the world, it is best to kill such a person as soon as possible." ”

The believer was blinded by his state of mind, so he raised his hand and echoed: "Kill the demon girl, kill the demon girl, kill the demon girl!" ”。

If it's someone else, forget it, Zhuohua knows Shu Qing the most, don't look at this girl who is okay on the surface, in fact, she has been wrapping herself in the strongest shell, she doesn't want her father to worry, and she has to force herself to become a god, how can Zhuohua not know that he is tormented in his heart, but now he is insulted by this, he really can't control those precepts and rules, and he waved away the netherworld fire in his hand.