Chapter Forty-Six: It Wasn't an Incense Burner!

In fact, from the very beginning, Venerable Jueming always had a doubt in his heart, according to what this little girl said, she and her grandfather Zhang Sanqi were trapped by the laurel immortal with this evil method as soon as they entered the Holy Water Temple, but they listened to Ren Song's words, which is called the "magic method of the illusion of the gods", which is mainly through the dreams of others. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

And Zhang Ziru also said that the laurel fairy also hid in the dream, but their ancestors and grandchildren did not fall asleep, and the demon fairy was able to escape, so naturally he never fell asleep, and where did the demon fairy come from the dream to hide.

The old monk was sure that the demon fairy had not cast this spell on other people, otherwise he would have been unconscious or missing for more than half a year! I'm afraid that the person's relatives have already made trouble in the temple, but in fact, except for Zhang Sanque and his granddaughter, there is no news near the Holy Water Temple that someone is missing or can't sleep as soon as he enters the temple.

What's even more weird is that Zhang Sanque's old man couldn't break this spell, but this teenage girl Shi Shiran walked out from it, so that the old monk always had some vigilance in his heart.

At this time, when he heard Zhang Ziru's words, he realized that it was the green dragon monster who was asleep, and finally figured out the reason, and sighed: "It turns out that the dream of this evil law is nested, and the new dream is all set in the old dream, so as long as this layer of dream is broken, we can get out of the Holy Water Temple......"

"The beauty that the old monk wants!" On the other side, the little girl holding a red branch cane in her hand, her eyes swirled, and she said with a sneer: "Grandpa personally said that if you can't catch that laurel immortal and block its magic path method, this dream will break one layer and add three layers, and it will be difficult to get out again." And ......" As she spoke, the girl seemed to remember something, and said: "It seems that her spell is going to be refined, otherwise she won't catch so many people trapped in it at once, it must be a great achievement and ready to run, that's why she did this!" ”

After listening to her inference, the group of people nodded one after another, refining the magic path spell, and being so flamboyant, arresting twenty or thirty people at a time, they must be ready to run away with one vote......

"The Buddha of the South No Self...... If this is the case, you must ask the female benefactor for guidance, how to find the laurel fairy! After all, Mr. Zhang San also left a message...... "The most anxious person at this time is Venerable Jueming, and he asked without waiting for Zhang Ziru to finish speaking."

"I really can't see where the Laurel Fairy is! Don't mention it again, old monk! The whirlpool in her eyes turned rapidly again, clinging to the branch and cane in her hand, and the little girl said excitedly: "However, I know how to get her out!" Let's go find the green dragon demon! ”

"Yes! I didn't think of Sa! Beside Zhang Ziru, the old liar Zhang Fengchao interjected: "That's it, that is, whether it's a dream or not, the green dragon monster must still be in the cooking dragon tripod on the top of the mountain, and the springs of the five dragon springs are there, even if he lives in a dream, he can't run away!" ”

"In that case, let's go at once! Autobot ...... Deformation! The first to speak was Chang Chunhong, who had been hiding on the side and didn't dare to approach. But I heard him roar, the person jumped into the air, and when he fell again, he turned into a helicopter, but he heard this guy hum and said: "Although it is in a dream, boss, boss, I think it is better to disguise it, at least the helicopter flying in the sky will not be suspected!" ”

He was afraid that Ren Song or Xiao Tiantian would also learn from Judge Chen, let him show his original form, and ride everyone up the mountain on the wind and clouds, so he changed into such an appearance in advance. In fact, others are just the same, for Ren Song, taking a helicopter is much more tempting than flying on a snake, and he immediately pulled Xiaohongmei into the plane first. After that, Xiao Tiantian and Zhang Fengchao's father and daughter also sat in, but the master and apprentice of Venerable Jueming never moved because they didn't like the demonic energy on this basilisk.

When only these two Jizo kings were left under the Shinto, they heard a roar, and the helicopter flew straight to the top of the mountain, throwing the two aside, but heard the voice of Ivy Chunhong in the air: "The two Shinto identities are noble, if you sit in, I am afraid that the little demon will immediately appear in its original form, so I will take others to take the first step, I expect that with the divine powers of the two, it should be easy to go up the mountain!" ”

Seeing that the plane flew to the top of the mountain in an instant, Venerable Jueming shook his head with a smile and beckoned his disciples to fly towards the top of the mountain in the clouds.

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Waiting for Ren Song and the others to get down from the helicopter, a monk and a woman were already waiting next to the small stone house on the top of the mountain, no matter what, Wang Jiumad before he entered the demon was also a genuine immortal, but it was not an ordinary Shinto, and the prohibition laid down was not something that the protector Shinto of his two Buddhist sects could deal with, so the two did not rush into the stone house, but waited for everyone to come.

Walking to the door of the small stone house with everyone, Ren Song glanced at Sun Qiuhong beside him, and finally got into the stone house with everyone, he had been to this house last time, and suddenly thought of what Zhang Fengchao said at the bottom of the mountain, and couldn't help but wonder: "Cousin, is the incense burner inside the cooking dragon ding you said?" ”

"This devil baby! That's Ding, what kind of incense burner! The old liar who pulled Zhang Ziru to the front said angrily. After that, he and his daughter entered proudly, and Ren Song hurriedly pulled Sun Qiuhong and walked in together......

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The heavens and the earth were purple-red, and a huge copper tripod stood in the middle, and the light inside seemed to be boiling! Below, a large group of people are neatly stacked under the tripod like firewood, I don't know whether they are dead or alive, Ren Song, Sun Qiuhong, Xiao Tiantian, and the old liar Zhang Fengchao are all among them, and at this time, they are lying down with their eyes closed, and they don't know whether they are dead or alive.

And around the big ding, countless transparent humanoid phantoms were flying around, and these phantoms looked like the people who fell to the ground below, and they looked like theirs...... Soul!

These souls all looked pained, their mouths wide open but there was no sound, and with each minute of light in the great ding, these phantoms dimmed a little, and looked a little like the flame boiling the great ding.

Ren Song's soul was also in this flame, but he didn't open his mouth to scream, but kept staring at his body below, his mouth closed one by one, and he didn't know what he was talking about......

At this time, the cowardly lying under the ding, his eyes closed and his expression was serene, as if he was asleep. I don't know how long it took, suddenly, the soul in the sky disappeared violently, and then, Ren Song below opened his eyes again, but the eyes that were originally dancing with flames had turned purple......

"A pair of stupid people!" The coward who sat up suddenly scolded: "I have been drained of my soul, and I don't know how to save myself with the Divine Method!" ”

Casually scolded, Ren Song stood up, walked out from under the big ding, looked up at the situation in the ding, and said unexpectedly: "Dream Idealism Umbrella!" Who is refining this kind of demonic treasure that lacks virtue? ”……

(To be continued.) )