When the world is peaceful, go down the mountain, and hide in the mountains on the day of chaos.

Although these two criticisms are not 100% correct, they are not unreasonable.

Xuanzhen Daoist looked at the two monks and said, "Bald donkey, since the old Tao is here, how can I be afraid of you, this time I vow to get back what belongs to the old Tao." ”

"Xuan Zhen Lao Dao, do you really think that I can't hold you?" The monk shouted angrily.

Xuanzhen Daoist shrugged his shoulders, "No matter what you say, since you want to take me, then do it, rambling nonsense." ”

"Okay, then you're welcome." As soon as the two monks' fingers changed, the Buddha's light flowed, impacting the Yin and Yang Chaos Diagram. Xuanzhen Daoist stretched out his hand in his arms and swept away the dust.

The two monks' eyes froze, their handprints changed again, and they punched out with one palm. Buddha light continued to fly out from the two of them, consuming the power of the Yin and Yang Chaos Diagram.

Xuanzhen Daoist's face was solemn, and the dust in his hand kept turning, strengthening the enchantment.

"Dead bald donkey, no matter how aggressive you are, you're welcome!"

"Xuan Zhen is old, don't talk nonsense, unless you are arrested, otherwise, the two of us will not give up with you!" The monk did not back down, and his words were straightforward.

Han Mo chuckled, his heart moved, and two spirit runes hit the door in front of the two monks.

"You dare!"

The two monks were furious, Han Mo waved the Longquan sword, and the sword qi swept away. He said, "Monk, I don't want to fight with you, but you are too much, and you are too much of a deception. ”

"Bold!"

"Don't scare me, your ancient Buddhist temple is amazing, and I'm not a vegetarian." Han Mo stretched out his hand and drew a circle, saying, "Try my Dao Sect Spell." ”

The monk had a smile on his face, not disgraced. However, in Han Mo's eyes, it was full of provocation.

When Han Mo saw their virtue, he was furious.

Longquan's sword propped up on the ground, his fingers pinched the knuckle and knocked on the hilt of the sword, and with a kick of his right foot, a sword shadow roared away. When the two monks saw this scene, their faces showed a hint of surprise, and they formed their hand prints and struck at Han Mo.

Han Mo's figure flashed, dodging the monk's blow. took out the jade whisk dust and swept it towards the monk's head.

The monk's face was cold and unchanged.

Xuanzhen Daoist sneered, and clapped his hands on the Yin and Yang Chaos Diagram. The monks' faces changed drastically, and they leaned on each other and retreated. Han Mo bit the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the dust, and with a shake of his hand, the dust turned into thousands of filaments.

The Yin and Yang Chaos Diagram flew away, and the monk stomped on the soles of his feet, and a rich Buddha light appeared all over his body, resisting the Yin and Yang Chaos Diagram.

"Demon Sealing Zen!"

Han Mo stepped on the step, appeared in front of the monk, and swung his sword.

"Monk, the master is not a demon, your demon Zen is useless!" The monk stretched out his hand and grabbed the Longquan sword between his fingers. Han Mo's wrist flicked, the dragon spring hummed, and the monk retracted his hand and knocked on the blade of the sword.

Bang!

Han Mo thought it was nothing serious, but it was this seemingly light and fluttering blow that made him stumble and almost fall to the ground.

The monk's handprint came, and the Buddha's light filled the sky, shaking him out.

Han Mo fell to the ground, quickly got up, and reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. Looking up at the monk, his heart was shocked.

This monk's cultivation was really terrifying, and he actually beat him to vomit blood with one move.

No wonder Xuanzhen Daoist would say that the cultivation of these two monks would not be much lower than that of Li Shan's old mother, although this was the case, after he learned the Great Yin and Yang, he was not as good as before when he confronted the masters of this realm.

Although, he knew that the monk was just a casual blow.

Han Mo looked at Xuanzhen Daoren, and then looked at him.

Xuanzhen Daoist nodded, instantly comprehended Han Mo's meaning, shook off the dust, and swept away.

Han Mo sat cross-legged on the ground, pranayama and breathing.

With a wave of the Xuanzhen Daoist's arm, the eight spirit runes flew out, quickly forming a rune array, trapping the two monks. The two monks were back to back, and their hands formed the same seal, hitting the talisman array.

The talisman trembled, and the light suddenly dimmed.

The Xuanzhen Daoist was not surprised, bit his finger and popped out a drop of blood.

Rumble!

The talisman array was like dry firewood, and after the blood droplets touched, there was a roar, and a monstrous red light spread out, completely suppressing the two monks.

"Let's go, go to the Futu Tower!"

Xuanzhen Daoist glanced at it and said.

Han Mo stood up, looked at the two trapped monks, and asked, "Senior, are you sure you can trap them?" ”

"It's okay to trap them for a day, and one day is enough."

"That's good!"

"Let's go, get my stuff back, and get out of here. The monks of the ancient Buddha temple cannot be far away from the ancient Buddha temple for a hundred miles. If they could walk freely in the Metaverse, more than a hundred years ago, I wouldn't have been able to snatch the Buddha bone relics so easily. Xuan Zhen Taoist said.

Han Mo nodded, "Let's go quickly." ”

Xuanzhen Daoist led the way, and soon came to the Futu Tower.

There are seven layers in the floating tower, antique, above the top of the tower, there is a fist-sized bead, emitting the light of the Buddha, the floating tower covers.

"Seventh-level floating slaughter!" The little crocodile said: "Doesn't the monk often say that saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter? Why is there a floating tower here? ”

Xuanzhen Daoist shook his head helplessly, "Crocodile, you are too stupid. ”

The little crocodile said with disdain: "Old man, don't say it, you know it very well. ”

"Know better than you!"

Han Mo was very helpless, Xuan Zhen Daoist and the little crocodile could always quarrel because of a word, did they have a grudge in their previous life. Before coming to the Futu Tower, the Xuanzhen Daoist took out a spirit rune and pasted it.

Crunch!

The tower door opened, and a heavy breath came to the face.

Han Mo's heart froze, and the heavy breath was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

The Xuanzhen Daoist shot out the spirit rune, suppressed this heavy breath, and quickly entered. Han Mo and the others were worried about any danger, so they didn't follow the Xuanzhen Dao people in.

The figure of the Xuanzhen Daoist quickly disappeared, and Han Mo and the others stood in front of the tower and waited.

After thinking about the past half an hour, the little crocodile suddenly screamed.

Han Mo looked inside, only to see that in the middle of the Futu Tower, a green light appeared, and then, a sapling slowly grew out, growing and rising at a terrifying speed.

"Boss, what's going on?"

Han Mo looked at the big tree in the tower and had an indescribable strange feeling.

After a while, he said, "Is this the Bodhi tree?" ”

"Bodhi Tree? Boss, are you sure you're not teasing me? How can there be a Bodhi tree in the Futu Pagoda? The crocodile shook his head, "I don't believe it." ”

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, a vast Buddha sound came out from the tower.

Han Mo looked fixedly, and an old monk in a gray monk's robe walked out from behind the Bodhi tree. The appearance of the old monk reminded him of the sweeping monk in the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon.

That peerless master, this old monk shouldn't be that kind of character.

If so, the Xuanzhen Daoist is in danger.

"Amitabha, what happened to the visit of the ancient Buddha Temple Futu Pagoda?" The old monk walked slowly, looked at Han Mo with a pair of cloudy eyes, and said.

Han Mo saluted and said, "I've seen the master." ”

"The old monk is just an ordinary monk, not a master." The old monk said, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Nothing."

"Since it's okay, please retreat." The old monk said: "The holy land of Buddhism is not allowed to be entered and exited casually. ”

Han Mo smiled, "Master, how did the Futu Pagoda become a holy place for Buddhism?" ”

"Amitabha, Futu Pagoda has been a holy place of Buddhism since ancient times, and the three donors please leave." Han Mo shook his head, "I'm sorry, I still have something to do, and I can't leave for the time being." ”

"If that's the case, you're welcome."

"Master, please!"

The old monk picked up a leaf on the ground and threw it over. Han Mo pulled out the Longquan Sword and slashed away, and the leaves suddenly became larger, obscuring his vision.

Han Mo was startled, and pinched the trick with his left hand. However, the results shocked him.

The leaves don't move......

"Boss!"

The little crocodile let out a low cry, extremely surprised. Han Mo said: "This old monk is very difficult to deal with, don't make a casual move." ”

"Yes."

The little crocodile said, "What kind of spell is this?" ”

Han Mo shook his head, "I don't know, I've never seen such a mysterious spell." ”

(End of chapter)