Li Bufan and the four female disciples who shook the Holy Mountain ignored the begging of the three monks and continued to walk towards the mountain without looking back.

As Li Bufan walked, he sighed in a woman's voice, "Alas, those three monks are also to blame, and if they die, they will die, I can't care about it!"

When Fei Fei heard this, she smiled like a flower on her pretty face, and said in a coquettish voice, "Those three monks, after a while, will definitely be crushed into meat cakes by boulders.

After Li Bufan and his party left, time passed for a while, and the three monks were holding a boulder, anxious, and felt helpless.

The three monks had been crushed into the dirt by the black boulder that looked like a small mountain.

The short monk Shan Qiufeng sighed and said, "Alas, it's too bad, I can't hold on anymore, it seems that our three brothers are going to die here!"

The fat monk Xiang Yingchao also sighed and said, "Alas, I have hunted countless charms in my life, but I didn't expect that it would be planted in the hands of five chicks who don't know the world!"

The thin monk Bu Hezhan said with a bitter face, "The three of us, who died for the sake of picking up girls, can be regarded as a well-deserved death!"

"Hahaha, what a well-deserved death!" Suddenly, a deep and deep voice came from nowhere.

When the three monks heard this, they were all taken aback, and they all looked happy, and they all said in unison, "Master!"

The fat monk Xiang Yingchao couldn't help but be a little happy, and said with a smile, "Master, where are you, the disciple really wants to kill you!"

The thin monk Bu Hezhan turned his sorrow into joy and said, "Master, my life-saving living Buddha, you are really at the right time!"

The short monk Shan Qiufeng was happy, and said with a smile, "Master, the disciple is looking forward to the stars and the moon, and he has finally looked forward to you!

"Alas, you three unsuccessful fellows, the deity is too lazy to show up, seeing you, do you think, you are like this, do you still have the face to come to see me?" The deep and deep voice sighed and asked the three monks.

When the fat monk heard this, he hurriedly admitted his mistake and said, "The disciple is stupid by nature and is not good at learning, so that today, he humiliated his teacher, was controlled by others, and almost lost his life!"

When the thin monk Bu Hezhan heard this, he lowered his voice and said unhurriedly, "The disciple is usually lazy and has a good time to practice the exercises, but the master please read me, I have been serving tea and pouring water for the master, making the bed and folding the quilt, very filial, please save us!"

The short monk Shan Qiufeng, his brows furrowed, sighed and said, "Alas, it's not that the disciples are incompetent, but that the opponent is too strong!"

At this moment, suddenly, a streamer of light fell from the air to the ground, and the golden light slowly condensed into the figure of a thin old monk.

That old monk, who looked to be about fifty or sixty years old, had a thin body, a beard, gray hair and beard, and could turn into a streamer, and his cultivation realm had at least broken through the incarnation realm.

The thin old monk stood still, like an iron nail fixed on the ground, extremely calm.

Seeing this, the three young monks shouted in unison, "Master!"

The old monk, squinting his eyes and smiling, waved his big hand and flew out the three young monks, who were on top of a small mountain, a black boulder.

The black boulder, like a small mountain, fell to the ground with a bang, and the earth was crushed and trembled, and soon rolled down the mountain.

The three young monks all supported the ground with their hands at the same time, pulling their lower bodies out of the dirt.

Three young monks, coming out of the dirt, exhaled a long breath while dusting off the dirt on their bodies.

The fat monk stepped forward to Ying Chao, and saluted respectfully to the thin old monk, "Thank you for saving your life!"

Seeing this, the thin monk Bu Hezhan and the short monk Shan Qiufeng all came forward to thank them.

When the thin old monk heard this, he laughed and said, "Hahaha, do you know me, why did you want to save you?"

When the three young monks heard this, they all shook their heads blankly.

"Actually, I think that although the three of you are not strong, they are much stronger than the twelve disciples who died! In addition, I think that you have not learned my true skills because you are dull and lazy, and I think you are indeed very filial!" said the thin old monk unhurriedly.

When the three young monks heard this, their faces showed joy.

"Actually, I was also there when you were fighting with that little girl!" said the thin old monk with a sudden smile.

"Master, since you are here, why don't you come out and help us and subdue that chick?" If you are old, the three of us will never dare to enjoy it privately, those chicks!" the fat monk Xiang Yingchao, looking at the thin old monk, asked puzzled.

"I just want to see how well you practice your exercises! In addition, I want you to endure hardships and hardships before you can understand the sweetness, and when the time comes, when a few of us enjoy those five chicks, we will feel more flavors!"

"What the master said is very true, I think, we have to be abused by those chicks first, and then we will get more joy in them!" The short monk Shan Qiufeng heard this, nodded slightly, and said with an evil smile on his face.

"Master, what are we waiting for? Let's catch up, those five chicks, when the time comes, we can not only take revenge, but also have fun, it's very pleasant to think about it!" said the thin monk Bu Hezhan, with a smile on his face, to the thin old monk.

"Master, the two junior brothers, what they said is very reasonable, let's chase after them, those five chicks! Presumably, those five chicks, at this time, are almost at the top of the mountain! If they arrive, their cultivation place, there are many people there, I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with, in addition, the sword array there, the power is even more amazing!" The fat monk Xiang Yingchao frowned slightly, and his head was Dao analysis.

"What are you afraid of? There are deities here, and you are afraid that they can't break it, their mountain protection sword array?" the thin old monk squinted and smiled, and asked rhetorically.

"Hahaha, also, you don't have to worry, you can't catch up with them!

When the three young monks heard this, they were all stunned.

"Hurry, hurry, get into my sleeve!" said the thin old monk, squinting and smiling.

As he spoke, the thin old monk suddenly raised his hand, opened his sleeves, and then recited a mantra in his mouth.

The three young monks immediately turned into three golden streamers, and in the blink of an eye, they were included in the sleeves of the thin old monk.

The wizened old monk, with his hands sealed, recited a mantra again, turned into a golden streamer, swished, rose to the sky, and flew towards the mountain. (To be continued.) )