Ploughing Yan really had the mood to cry, because after the words of the empty door ghost fell, the heaviness on her back suddenly increased, and then there seemed to be a palm erected in front of her, and in her ears, a voice appeared like nothing: "Nan Wu Amitabha." ”

The sound seems to be hazy across thousands of mountains and rivers, but it is extraordinarily penetrating.

made her break out in a cold sweat all of a sudden.

The fear in my heart grows.

"Donor, please, Master, the disciple has taken the first step." The empty door ghost clasped his hands together, and then his body suddenly blurred, like a wisp of smoke, and it broke up in an instant, and he didn't know where he had gone.

As soon as the empty door ghost left, the eyes of the cultivator were a little dull.

How good would it be that she didn't come to the Lotus Temple tonight?

Wait a minute......

Suddenly, Gengyan thought of what the Empty Gate Ghost had just said, and in an instant, she understood that even if she didn't come tonight, she might not be able to escape this catastrophe.

Because she's been here before.

And at that time, she was most likely targeted by the empty door ghost and the big monk.

She may really be a rare special physique, able to come into contact with the great monk who cannot be seen, perceived and touched, that is, the "fate" that the empty door ghost said.

Empty door ghosts don't lie about this kind of thing.

"So, Master Da Mo, the junior will take you around?" With a sad face, Gengyan said.

There was no response on the back.

She wanted to go down the mountain, but for some reason, the moment she arrived at the foot of the mountain, her body changed for a while, and when she came back to her senses, she found herself on the mountain.

A few steps away from yourself is the temple gate of the Lotus Temple.

Because the monk can't leave, she can't leave either? Ploughing Smoke immediately understood.

In this way, she was placed under house arrest by the Lotus Temple?

"Bald ......" didn't come out of a dirty word, and Gengyan hurriedly stopped, because at this moment, there was a bald donkey on her back, and it was also the ancestor of the bald donkey in this place.

Shrinking his head, looking left and right, Ploughing Tobacco ran over to another place.

She's still a little bit unwilling.

With a fluke mentality, what if she finds a place and runs out?

In that case, with the Great Mo Monk, even if she is discovered by the unresting in her clan, what can she do?

Thinking of this, Plough Yan suddenly became excited.

In this way, she would not have to damage her spiritual power to cultivate Tan Mo. Although this bit of spiritual power is nothing to her, this is also for now, after Tan Mo stepped into the Six Emperors, the spiritual power consumed has increased tenfold.

With the great monk in hand, you can go to this world, even if you meet the ominous king, you can also get out. Unless it's a ......

However, how many are there in the world?

Less than restless.

How could she be so unlucky?

Thinking like this, the happy ploughing smoke couldn't help but hum a mountain song.

At this time, Gengyan suddenly noticed that a wonderful woman figure appeared in the mountains and forests in front of her.

Dressed in a white dress, dancing in the wind in the moonlight.

The woman's back was to her, so he couldn't see the woman's face.

Must be an ugly bastard.

Snorted twice, Gengyan said in his heart.

"Am I ugly?" At this moment, the woman suddenly turned around, and a face that was so delicate that it did not look like a human appeared in the field of vision of the cultivator.

This woman has no momentum in her body, and she does not see spiritual power fluctuations.

But at this moment, the ploughing smoke was like falling into an ice cellar.

The unresting in her clan has encountered death, and even fought with her, so the unresting in her clan ended in a hurry in this first life. After returning from reincarnation, he drew the face of the dead, and the cultivators who reached the realm of the three talents were qualified to see the face of the dead.

Ordinary people can't watch it, and if they do, something will happen.

And the face of the dead on the portrait is exactly the same as the woman in front of him.

The faces of the dead are all unique, and there can be no similar people.

So, there is no doubt that the woman in front of her is......

Gengyan looked sluggish, then looked at his hand and gave himself a mouthful.

What a crow's mouth!

"Am I ugly?" The woman asked again, and her face, which had been so delicate that it was inhuman, began to blur, and the whole person became hazy.

Her voice was ethereal, but a little hoarse, just listening to her, there was a strong sleepiness spreading in the heart of the cultivator.

But does she still need to sleep?

Uncanny!

Just a few words can destroy people's hearts!

And at this time, Plough Yan finally heard the voice of the savior on his back.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south."

A Buddha horn, the Buddha rhyme flowed, hidden cash light, and in an instant, the mind of ploughing smoke was settled.

The tiger is still dead!

Her guess was indeed correct, even if the monk died in a problem, his strength was greatly damaged, and he was enough to temporarily resist death.

Back then, the three words of the monk were really famous in the spiritual fantasy world.

It is a human being and a ghost, and everyone is in awe of its name.

When the monk was alive, he once passed through a place where there were no living people, but the ominous king in the domain left early and went to the next house, and the ominous king did not return until the monk left.

It was also that time that the entire spiritual illusion world was shaken, and it was realized that the Great Mo Monk was actually so strong.

"You're still there?" The funeral spoke, and the blurred face became clear again, and the delicate and inhuman face showed the appearance of recognizing the great monk at this time, and then said slowly: "You violated the taboo back then, although I calculated that you have one-third of my merit, but I don't want to harm you." ”

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south." A Buddha horn sounded again.

This Buddha horn was louder and more penetrating than the previous one, forming a gust of wind that blew the nearby branches and shook them continuously, but before they died, they disappeared in an instant.

Everything is calm again.

"Do you want to return the yang? Under the eagle sorrow, if you can find the Dragon Palace, you may be able to make a wish with the owner of the Dragon Palace. In addition, there is another way to return yang, you go to the northwest and see a mountain that cannot be climbed, and the method of returning yang is there. With that, the dead vanished.

But it's not like leaving.

When the monk is alive, he may be able to stop it.

But now, it's not enough.

And she didn't come to see the Great Mo Monk, she met the Great Mo Monk, it was just an accident.

She came to the Lotus Temple just to find the person who took pity on her. Because she is strange, those who have her pity in the past are especially concerned about her pity, and even willing to deny it to her six relatives. However, this time, the person who had her pity did not care much about her pity, and so far, it has only been used twice.

It was the box of rouge gouache that she specially prepared, and she didn't use it.

This surprised her, and she thought this person was very interesting, so she came to meet him.

The Empty Door Ghost appeared, and sighed.

Death, no one can stop her, only her.

After making eye contact, the ghost of the empty door knew her intention, so he took the initiative to lead the way and arrived in front of Tan Mo's monk's house.

Reached out and knocked on the door.

"Who?" Tan Mo asked in surprise in the room.

"Little junior brother, it's me." The Empty Door Ghost clasped his hands together.