"What does it mean to refine the rigidity and turn it into a finger twisting softness. ”

"The mountains are covered with canopy, and they are devastated. ”

The old monk wanted to use the formation as a bargaining chip, waiting for the opportunity to strangle a few uninvited guests, but at this time, facing the mysterious man with a bell around his waist, he couldn't help but feel fear in his heart, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Who the hell are you?"

Jiulihu walked leisurely, until he was in front of the old monk, pursed his lips and was very disdainful, and said: "I didn't expect that there was such a scourge as you in Su City, worshipping the evil Buddha on all sides and detaining the souls of hundreds of people, it doesn't matter who I am, do you know who you are?"

"I am the abbot of Rinshan Temple, I want to refine the vajra, I want to kill you!"

The thief shook his head helplessly, and he didn't know what medicine the old monk had taken wrong, and he wanted to give him a step down, but the other party didn't appreciate it, looking hysterical and crazy, where was the abbot.

"Rinzanji was not like this in the past, and the vajra is not a treasure, as for killing us...... You can't. ”

Qingyi and Ruotang supported Li Xiyang left and right, and the girl's family's initiative to get close was heartwarming, Chen Yuzhi asked: "Ruotang, where is your master sacred?"

"He's not a god or a master, have you ever heard of the name of Jiuli Tiger?"

Brother Cai seemed to know a lot about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and asked excitedly: "Is it a thief?"

"Well, it's the ...... of the Nine Mile Tiger who steals the Holy Saint"

Brother Cai frowned and said, "No, I heard that the thief saint has passed the age of antiquity, how can he be so young?"

"I heard the master say that he sneaked into Miaoyu Mountain and stole a Zhuyan Pill, so he had a pair of eternal skins, which he hadn't seen for seven years, and he didn't expect to meet again in Rinshan Temple today. ”

Several people nodded secretly, Miaoyu Mountain himself also went over that day, Chen Yinzhen also retrieved a piece of luck from it, which then caused the flowers to wither, as for the Miaoyu Fairy, although he was shocked back by a sword, it was not a good stubble, and the thief saint could get the Zhuyan Pill from her hands, and the strength of the strength can be seen. And since ancient times, the word "saint" can be taken is extraordinary, such as the wine saint, the book saint in general, although there is no three religions of the saint's righteousness awe-inspiring, sometimes crazy, sometimes crazy, the red dust breath is strong, but in the rivers and lakes in the style of violence and peace is the same, the two are compared to the benevolent and the wise, in the view of the green shirt, as long as you can establish a heart for heaven and earth, for the people to establish a life, for the saints to continue to learn, for the eternal peace, so no matter how high or low, should be praised.

Li Xiyang sighed and relieved, he felt that Ruotang's behavior with the thief saint was too close, because the other party looked like a middle-aged man, and he was a little chic and free, but after understanding the situation at this time, he could only say that he was too stingy, and he would actually be jealous of other people's masters...... Thinking about it, I haven't seen an old man or elder for seven years, and whoever changes it will be unable to control his emotions, let alone the thief Nine Miles Tiger who has the grace of nurturing Ruotang.

Maoshan Xiaodao smiled, at this time he was relaxed, after enduring the pain one after another, the back injury was twisted in his heart like a knife cutting meat, and Rao is determined Taoist was also in unbearable pain, so he had to grit his teeth and hold on......

"Miss Ruotang...... I don't know if the thief still accepts apprentices?"

Chen Yuzhi said in a broken way: "Brother Cai, are you planning to switch to the Holy Gate?"

Brother Cai sneered, looked at the black-robed thief saint in the distance, and said: "It's all fate! I wanted to look for the wine saint, but I bumped into the thief saint for no reason, thinking that it must be God's arrangement...... This also makes me very helpless!"

This guy's shameless personality is angry and funny, but whoever makes Gu Mao'er a rich man in Qingzhou has to give a few points of face! And when he was in danger, he was not timid, and he also spent a lot of spit to angrily scold the old bald donkey, such a friend is worth making.

The thief's face is flat, the old monk is more and more hideous, the obsession is the most hateful, those already unbearable faces, if they fall short in the environment where they are about to achieve their thoughts, they will inevitably be more ruthless than the ghosts.

Jiulihu said calmly: "Monk, if I destroy the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with one palm, your vajra will be a scrap iron, but Lao Tzu doesn't kill, give you a chance, do it!"

If the old monk does not do evil, even if he is just an ordinary monk, Jiulihu will call a "master", which is polite and humble, and this bald donkey is to worship the evil Buddha and to detain the soul and raise the corpse, which simply defiles the century-old purity of the Rinshan Temple in Suzhou City, and his crime should be punished.

The old bald donkey clasped his hands together and shouted, "Buddha seal!"

The 10,000-character Buddha seal melts into the vajra, the three pestles are one, and the power of a close-range blow is shocking, and the old monk takes the lead in taking a few steps back, barely stabilizing his figure, and the killing intent in his eyes overflows.

Jiulihu snorted coldly, when he sneaked into the Huanglong Temple to steal the "Seven Buddhas" Sutra, one person did not blink in the face of dozens of vajra formations, and the bell on his waist did not make a trace of sound, if he didn't meet the twelve Arhats, the result is really hard to say, although he didn't succeed in the end, but today's pestle is really not enough!

The thief saint sacrificed a hundred refining hands, and forcibly grabbed the ten thousand words and the vajra in his hands, the strong wind was weaker than the two winds and thunder of the party, but it also made the green shirts feel the pressure, if this pestle hit him, the consequences were unimaginable.

Jiuli Tiger's ten fingers were slightly forced, the sound of cracking and cracking appeared together, and after an explosion, the vajra was shattered and fell all over the ground, and in the Rinshan Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, hundreds of monks spit out a mouthful of blood, and the old monk collapsed to the ground, like a dead dog.

"Always relying on foreign objects and magic weapons is not a great way after all, if you don't improve yourself, the holy weapons of Buddhism are no different from broken copper and iron, you are really alive to a dog at this age!"

The old monk saw that the vajra was destroyed, his heart was like ashes, half of his life was dormant and once empty, today there is only one way to die in the face of such a master, his eyes are still ruthless, the two hand seals are stacked, and he said with a cruel smile: "I know that you want to rescue these unjust souls, the old man is not your opponent, but even if he dies...... Ahem, it won't make you happy!"

The thief saw the clues of the seal, and stepped on the neck of the old monk, but it was too late, the two huge pillars of the flower basket tower collapsed, and the trajectory of the formation became visible to the naked eye.

Ruotang trembled when he saw this scene, and shouted towards the night sky: "No!"

Jiuli Huchao glanced into the distance and said, "Tao Tianming, come out and clean up the mess!"

Hearty laughter filled the sky, and when Tsing Yi heard it, he knew that the wine saint was coming, and then looked at Brother Cai, who was still unaware, and looked like he was reading a joke.

The wine saint is still sloppy and sloppy, half-open for ten years, a jar of wine in his hand is indispensable, stepping on the night sky and drinking the moon...... In Chen Yuzhi's opinion, as long as the momentum and realm are enough, even if he is replaced by Sun Beggar who always rubbed his own wine before, it must be extraordinary.

Tao Tianming sighed: "It's a pity that there is a jar of good wine!"

The wine jar was thrown in the night sky, covering the full moon, and then shattered, and the jade dew turned into spring rain, warming the heart and spleen and purifying the soul. The material is also sense, the world is tasteless, go back......"

The yin wind dissipated, the howl gradually stopped, and in the "wine rain", the soul turned into rainbow light into the sky.

Ruotang looked up at the rainbow light, shed tears, there was a soft breeze blowing on the face, blowing the girl's green silk fluttering, as if her parents were saying goodbye to herself, she felt a little attachment and reluctance, and finally the two rainbows dissipated with the soft breeze, which was also a successful parting, although it was a little sad......