Fooled!

This thought flashed through the red boy's heart, and in an instant, his body shrank uncontrollably, turning into a black light and disappearing into the mouth of the golden gourd.

Chu Feng stuffed the gourd with a relaxed demeanor, what Holy Infant King, what kind of good wealth boy, what Samadhi True Fire, in front of the magic treasure cottage master and Chu Daochang, they were all scum.

"Stinky Taoist, big liar, damn it, you dare to fool me! Ah, my body is melting. ”

"Wait for me to come out and eat you alive!"

From the purple gold red gourd, there were red children's scolding and screams.

Poor baby, three hundred years ago, by his uncle Sun Wukong pit, got Guanyin's Putuo Mountain as a small slave, three hundred years later, Guanyin was captured, a group of old people in Putuo Mountain or died or surrendered, only he fought and did not surrender, but I didn't expect to be calculated by a stinky Taoist priest who suddenly appeared. With the true fire of samadhi in the sky, there is no chance to play.

Not far away, the black robe and a group of people in black all showed admiration, the Taoist master's means are high, first pretending to help the red child, and then secretly attacking, and easily took down the red child.

Chu Feng walked over slowly, and with a slight lift of his hand, the golden rope that trapped the black robe and the others disappeared.

"Misunderstand the Taoist leader at the right time, offend and offend"

The black robe stood up, arched his hand, with a solemn face and sincere words.

"The Taoist has a far-reaching plan, and he plans and then acts, and I can't wait for the dust"

"The Taoist is worthy of being a person who dared to stand up to Rulai three hundred years ago, and he is powerful."

……

A group of black-clothed people patted the sycophants who didn't want money, and they didn't look like a scourge to the world, the Great Demon King.

Chu Feng made a gesture unique to Daomen, and he didn't look proud of his achievements at all.

"You have already taken Putuo Mountain, the red child is just a problem of moss, and the poor road is just a meeting at the right time."

Seeing that Chu Feng was so modest, the black robe and the others were in a good mood, and they made another wave of sycophants.

The goal has been achieved, Chu Feng coped with a few words, and then flashed.

Appearing again in the modern era, in the alchemy room of the Taoist Temple in the Floating Immortal Mountain, Chu Feng looked at the silent alchemy furnace, his brows furrowed slightly, how to use the Samadhi True Fire cultivated by the red boy is a troublesome matter.

The Samadhi True Fire is known as the most powerful fire in the Three Realms, and even the Golden Immortal can be burned to death, and he is a Xuan Immortal, in person, it is not enough to see at all.

Standing in place and thinking for a while, Chu Feng took out the purple gold red gourd.

"Red Boy, how are you?"

A painful and hoarse voice came from inside the gourd.

"Half of my body is melting, you let me out, I surrender"

"Surrender"

Chu Feng didn't believe it a hundred times, this kid didn't know what the relationship was with Taishang Laojun, and he could incorporate the true fire of Samadhi into his body against the sky, not to mention ordinary demon kings, even many immortals and Buddhas didn't dare to attack him.

"Stinky Taoist, what do you want, give me a happy word, if you don't go out, I will die inside."

The red boy in the gourd was anxious, although he had also strengthened his physical body, he was not like Sun Wukong who had eaten so many pills and fairy fruits, and his physical body was strong and perverted.

"Poor Dao plans to refine a taste of immortal medicine, and needs your samadhi true fire."

Chu Feng explained the reason why he arrested people.

"What, you're going to use my fire to refine the elixir? Stinky Taoist, how did you come up with it? ”

The red boy in the gourd is about to vomit blood, refining the elixir, the shortest will take seven hundred and forty-nine days, and after one time, he doesn't want half his life.

"Ahem, your samadhi fire is too powerful, and the poor path can only do this first"

Chu Feng took the purple gold red gourd, aimed at the Dan furnace, pulled out the lid, and shook it violently, and the red boy inside was defenseless and fell in uncontrollably.

At this kind of critical moment, it is said that the red boy should take the opportunity to escape, but the purple gold red gourd is too powerful, not only melting most of his body, but also hurting his primordial spirit, making his reaction several times slower than before.

Chu Feng unhurriedly threw out the golden rope and entered the alchemy furnace, trapping the former young demon king firmly at the bottom of the furnace.

"Stinky Taoist, a thousand cuts, you can't die well!"

"Wait for the master to get out of trouble, pick your skin and cramp, and refine your soul into a puppet."

The bound red child's body is not free, but his mouth is free, scolding and scolding, not cold, and the real fire of samadhi does not need money to spew out, making the flame at the mouth of the stove rise for several feet.

Chu Feng flashed a few feet away and closed the lid in the air.

"Go on, go on, this alchemy furnace that has been silent for a long time needs a lot of samadhi true fire."

The alchemy furnace suddenly made a rumbling sound, and the light was flourishing.

Red Boy is not a fool, and after spraying for a while and seeing that it was useless, he stopped. changed to scolding, don't look at the fact that he has been in the holy land of Buddhism for 300 years, and it is not ambiguous at all to scold people.

Chu Feng naturally wouldn't let the humanoid flamethrower that he had managed to get so hard to get waste like this.

"System, check if there is anything in the poor road that can serve him."

The system was silent for a long time before replying.

"Except for the banana fan, which has the effect of extinguishing the fire and helping the fire, nothing else is allowed."

is so miserable, as a copycat magic weapon king, he has no means to serve the red boy.

"The mantra of Guanyin in the South China Sea, you can try it, at present, in the secret room of Guanyin cultivation in Putuo Mountain, there is a book that records this mantra."

"How can a Taoist priest who is poor and a Taoist use things from Buddhism?"

Chu Feng directly refused.

After thinking about it in the room for a while, I couldn't think of a way, so I walked out into the courtyard. It was already afternoon, and the golden sunlight spread in the yard, dyeing the big tree in the middle of the yard golden, which was very beautiful.

Chu Feng came to the tree, stretched out his hand to pick up a leaf, stared at it for a while, and said to himself: "Leaves and trees, soul and body, how can you forget, you can fight the soul and body of the red child, and ravage his soul with ghost pushing." ”

Just do it, Chu Feng rummaged through the cabinets, and it took half a day to find the ghost grinding from a corner, which was covered with dust.

Chu Feng was not surprised, treasures have always been unused by their masters for a long time, so they will restrain their spirits and turn into ordinary things, so as to avoid being defiled by filthy things.

"Old friend, meet again"

After spending some time, Chu Feng carefully wiped the ghost push and wiped it clean and put it aside.

Walked to the alchemy furnace, nudged it, and said to himself, "Why didn't you close it tightly!" ”

The red boy lying at the bottom of the alchemy furnace found that there was a small unimaginable gap as far as his eyes could see.

"It's a pity, if this broken rope doesn't bind my soul, I can escape!"

The red boy's body moved, and his heart was sad.

In the next breath, the red child's dim eyes were full of light, this broken rope was very tight on the physical body, not at all tight on the soul, with his mana, it only took six hours to break it.

"The stinky Taoist priest is too big"

In ecstasy, the red boy used mana and a rope of gold to expend.

On Chu Feng's side, he left his small courtyard and came to a small courtyard full of flowers and plants, and saw from a distance that Hu Erniang was sitting among a beautiful spiritual flowers and spiritual grass to cultivate.

"Lingyun, Poor Dao has a task for you."