Although the immortal matter that makes up the "soul" and "body" of this strange man has some strange aura, it is indeed immortal, a mythical thing that can make mortals immortal!

Only then did the monk understand how this strange person could alarm the white bone lotus, and even the "flower spirit" who had been hiding beside him couldn't help but appear.

In just a moment, this strange man was devoured by the "flower spirit".

It becomes transparent throughout, if there is nothing.

But the monk knew in his heart that the strange man was dead.

The way to die.

The current transparent figure is nothing more than a special imprint based on the characteristics of long biomass.

The "flower spirit", which has absorbed a large amount of long-lived biomass, has slowly released a vigorous vitality. The interlaced white bone petals began to stretch out, eventually turning into six hand bones and two leg bones.

Immediately afterwards, it was the flesh and blood that completely covered this "flower spirit".

Knock knock, knock knock.

It's the sound of the heart beating.

With six arms, the flesh and blood are blurred, and it looks very terrifying, but the vitality released by this body is getting stronger and stronger.

Pale golden Buddha power emanated from this body, causing the blood to disappear and jade-like skin to appear.

In the blink of an eye, "Hua Ling" turned into a living person with six arms, although it was only the size of a palm, but it was delicate, with two balls on its head.

Turning his gaze, the person incarnated by the "flower spirit" looked at the great monk.

The Great Monk was looked at by the person who was transformed by this "flower spirit", and thought that this person was going to say something or do something, but the next moment, this person disappeared directly in front of the Great Monk Monk.

With the Buddha rhyme that lingered all around, the monk felt that this person had left the White Bone Lotus, left this sealed place, and then left without looking back.

It's like running away.

"Gone?" The monk was stunned, why didn't this "flower spirit" care about the revenge of destroying the Dao with him back then?

"Could it be that this is not actually the flower spirit of the White Bone Lotus?"

……

"Where did this old monk come from? I had to use karma as a shackle to get trapped, but luckily I ran fast. Outside the cave, the palm-sized man shook his head with a happy face, and then wanted to see the surrounding environment, but this look was dull.

"Innate aura?"

"Still so rich?"

"What kind of place is this? Could it be that after I was put to sleep, the old thief of the heavenless world repeated the flood? No, the old thief is already dead, so who else but the old thief can repeat the flood? ”

Muttering to himself, the man looked left and right, his face full of disbelief.

Innate aura!

This was only at the beginning of heaven and earth.

Suddenly, there was a hint of joy on the man's face.

"There is a temple in this place, then the West Heaven should still be there, I can go to the monks in the temple to ask, but this time I have to be careful, if I meet the Bodhisattva Buddha, run quickly, so as not to be trapped on a lotus platform like last time."

The man muttered and ran towards the temple.

But before he could get closer, the man noticed a figure appear in front of him, and he was caught by a hand.

Tan Mo looked at the little thing he was holding in his hand with a look of surprise, exactly the same as a person, and six arms, looking as if he was of the same race as that Rakshasa girl, even if it wasn't, the two should be somewhat related, otherwise there was no way to explain why this person had so many hands?

He was originally going to go back and continue reading, but he didn't expect to feel the strange demon aura that turned into a book before, so he chased after him with his divine foot without thinking about it.

Tan Mo wanted to ask what the origin of this villain was, but suddenly he felt that he seemed to have caught the wrong person. Although the six-armed villain in his hand is somewhat similar to the demonic aura, there is still a big difference between the two.

Thinking of the four-armed Rakshasa woman, Tan Mo was very hesitant, he didn't know if he should let this ...... go

Just when Tan Mo hesitated, this person also reacted that he was arrested, so he looked over, and when he saw a bald head, this person was ready to scold, but when he saw Tan Mo's face clearly, this person's eyes widened, his face was terrified, and he couldn't help but shout: "Old thief, you are still alive......"

Tan Mo couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this salutation, he thought about it, and for the sake of the face of the Rakshasa female Buddha, he raised a single palm, recited the Buddha's name, and said: "The little monk Ming Wuyan, is a monk in this lotus temple, I don't know what the origin of the donor is?" Why is it so similar in aura to a demon that escaped from the temple before? ”

"Ming Wuyan?" When this person heard Tan Mo's introduction, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then stared at Tan Mo's face carefully for a while, his eyes began to flicker, and after a while, he said: "The demon you said about was transformed by the mutation of the immortal matter, if it is, then it should have been eaten by me." ”

This person saw that the little monk in front of him, although he had a rare appearance of the old thief between his eyebrows and eyes, should not be the old thief.

After all, that old thief was not only besieged and killed by the Heavenly Immortal Buddha, but during this period, he was so arrogant that he cut off half of his cultivation to intercept the unknowable and unseemly.

As a result, the legendary boneless relics appeared and killed the old thief.

And among the unknowable and unvisible things that were intercepted by half of the old thief's cultivation, something very terrifying also appeared, taking the opportunity to knock the old thief to the dust.

In such a situation, it is difficult to escape even a true spirit, let alone reincarnation.

"Besides, if the old thief really wants to live, it is impossible for him to tolerate me to recklessly absorb nourishment and be reborn on his Liantai Mountain......," the man couldn't help muttering at this thought.

Tan Mo listened to this villain's muttering, naturally he was not clear, but he could understand what this person said before.

"That demon who turned into a book was eaten by the donor?" Tan Mo said in surprise.

"Of course! It's rare to encounter a big tonic that is full of long-lasting biomass, will I let it go? Am I not stupid? After making sure that Tan Mo was not the thief, this person couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then looked at Tan Mo's face that was somewhat similar to the old thief, and suddenly became angry, and his tone of voice became angry.

Tan Mo twisted his brows slightly, then looked at this person, and suddenly his heart moved.

This time, the pattern in the field of vision actually reacted.

However, after Tan Mo saw the information that appeared in his mind clearly, his gaze couldn't help but start to become strange, and then he recited the Buddha name again.

"Little monk, what do you want to say?" This person listened to Tan Mo's voice of Nan Wu Amitabha, but his demeanor was a little unkind.

After returning from rebirth, there is nothing more boring for him than listening to this Buddha name.

Back then, I was miserable by this Buddha horn!

Tan Mo heard this, but he had a wooden face, and then said in a gentle tone: "The demon ghost owes the little monk something that has not been repaid, but the donor has eaten the demon ghost, so the demon ghost will undoubtedly not be able to pay it back." In this case, the little monk sees that the donor has a relationship with my Buddha, so please ask the donor to repay it on his behalf! ”

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