Yan Chixia swung her sword everywhere, in order to prevent the mucus on her tongue from sticking to herself. Ｘ

If it weren't for the surprisingly clever methods of those strange chivalrous warriors, he alone would have been defeated a long time ago.

"Master Daoyuan doesn't know what's going on, it can't be that the old monster has other means, I can't care about it so much!"

"Demon, you need to be rampant, watch me accept you!"

As he spoke, he bit his finger and drew a Tai Chi diagram in the palm of his hand.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, Qiankun borrows the law!Look at me breaking your shell first!"

Yan Chixia's hands glowed, as if her momentum had changed in an instant.

It also interrupted Daoyuan's attention.

"What a strong mana!"

Qiankun borrowed whose mana he borrowed, Dao Yuan didn't know after watching the movie before, but at this time he understood.

Because he had a glimpse of a fleeting phantom.

The object of this borrowing is Taiyi Tianzun.

The magic light suddenly appeared, and several light clusters shot towards the ancient tree.

Daoyuan woke up suddenly.

"No!"

His body was like golden glass, his feet were like a storm, and in an instant, the old monk flashed in front of the ancient tree, and the dirt along the way was ploughed out of a small path.

"Boom~", "Boom~", "Boom~"...

The power of Qiankun hit Dao Yuan's body, causing him to fly back seven or eight steps all the way before he stopped, and a trace of golden blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

This change is really unexpected, and even the imagination would not have imagined that there would be such a scene.

Everyone was stupid.

Not only that, but it seemed to be equally surprised, and even the giant tongue and the many tree vines that had just been waved arrogantly did not move.

The old monk wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his hands, and then slowly closed his trademark hands.

"Nan Wu Amitabha! Taiyi mantra is really powerful, if it weren't for the fact that the old dragon elephant vajra body has been cultivated for many years, I am afraid that this time I will suffer a lot of injuries!"

In Daoyuan's mouth, the tongue that was forcibly bitten by himself had already closed the wound at this moment, and it would disappear in a few hours at most as the true qi of the Buddha slowly healed.

"Master Daoyuan, what are you doing?"

"What the hell are you doing, old monk?"

Yan Chixia's shocked voice and the surprised voice of the tree demon grandma sounded almost at the same time.

Zhao Gang and the others also all looked at this Buddhist monk they respected.

Everyone tacitly did not do anything at this moment.

Yan Chixia and the reincarnator are in curiosity and trust, while the tree demon grandma is curious and jealous after seeing Yan Chixia's methods and the old monk King Kong is not bad.

But Daoyuan closed his eyes, as if thinking about something.

After a few moments, the stuck on both sides was almost unbearable.

The old monk slowly turned around and faced the original body of the tree demon grandmother, that is, the ancient tree.

"Look at sentient beings when you have nothing to do, sentient beings are three thousand and three thousand! The sea of suffering is boundless, the tree benefactor, are you enlightened?"

The voice of this sentence is very small, and if it weren't for the people present, I am afraid that they would not be able to hear it clearly.

After saying this, Daoyuan had no intention of making a move.

"Master Yan, and all the little friends, let's stop today!"

Yan Chixia was about to speak, but Dao Yuan shook his head lightly at him.

"The Buddha said, don't say it. ”

The reincarnation was unwilling, but he also chose to believe in Daoyuan, and Yan Chixia felt that she couldn't deal with the tree demon alone, and she was really curious about Daoyuan, so she finally hated it.

And the strange thing is that until everyone left, the dryad did not do anything again.

There may be a factor of jealousy, but in fact, there are more reasons that even grandma herself can't understand.

Although its true body has detached from the shell of the ancient tree, it can still empathize with the shell.

Just now, the old monk looked at the body, but he wasn't looking at the dryad.

That look, as if looking at herself, as if she was looking at something else, caused her grandmother to be upset.

。。。

On the way back, Zhao Gang and a member of the team carried Xiaoyou, while Yan Chixia carried Ning Caichen, who was already scared.

"Hmph, the ghost didn't see it first, find the demon first, scholar, now believe it!"

Ning Caichen didn't speak.

And Daoyuan walked in the front alone, with a fluttering expression, as if he had something on his mind.

"I've never seen a master like this, what happened just now that made the master's behavior very different?"

"I don't know... I can't figure it out, if the master and Yan Daxia join forces just now, at least they can give the dryad a few blows. ”

Everyone heard the discussion behind it.

Daoyuan smiled in his heart.

"That's what you want, presumably the old monster is in a similar state!"

Half an hour later, in the courtyard of the ancient temple of Lanruo Temple, everyone gathered in a circle, and Xiaoyou had almost recovered.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the old man didn't mean to protect the monsters, it's just that the mystery of karma in this world is too mysterious. ”

Yan Chixia's heart moved, he practiced Buddhism and Taoism, and thought of something.

"Master Daoyuan, don't you use the 'Destiny Pass', which is one of the magical powers of the Buddha Sect?"

"Amitabha, the cause arises and the fate is extinguished through cause and effect!"

The old monk said a revelation, neither admitting nor denying it, but it made people believe that this was the case.

What is the trick of Daoyuan pretending to be a monk?

It is to be a "real" monk.

In fact, it is self-hypnosis, and when he plays a monk, he even deceives himself, in his own words.

"This is an essential skill for every patient with severe secondary two disease. ”

At this moment, even when he had just blocked a few spells for Gu Shu, he had deeply substituted himself into a high-ranking monk who wanted to transform a fateful demon.

Some people say that if you wear a mask for a long time, you will forget what you look like, but in fact, Daoyuan feels that he is starting to move a little closer to this aspect.

For example, now, he doesn't eat meat anymore, he really doesn't want to eat it, and he is also a vegetarian in private.

The sky was getting dark, and I didn't know why, Ning Caichen still didn't leave Lanruo Temple after all, and looked at the painting stupidly in the room.

On the other side, the tree demon grandmother was really as irritable as Daoyuan thought.

The old monk's eyes kept flashing in front of him.

"Grandma~ Do you want to get you two more jobs tonight, and make up for your body~"

Xiaoqing leaned over to curry favor.

My favorite thing in my usual life, which sounds like it but causes me to be more irritable.

"Get out!"

Grandma hit Xiaoqing hard in the face and lifted him away.

Nie Xiaoqian on the side looked at Xiaoqing with a sneer, and left quietly.

。。。

In the distance outside Lanruo Temple, a large group of gloomy soldiers and horses held signs and carried sedan chairs, and the suona drummers and drums that were exaggerated like paper figures sounded in unison.

The front eight safflower sedan chairs are empty, and the back one of the eight ventilated seats sits a "person" with a cold face and a face that cannot be seen clearly.

This person said in a black robe, and he could faintly see that his face was constantly changing in the shadows, and he was full of demonic aura.

The dryad suddenly stood up from her seat at this time.

"Ghost marry! The old demon of Montenegro is early?"

There are also Daoyuan and Yan Chixia who smell different breaths, and the strong cold makes the weather temperature plummet, which is very terrifying.

Daoyuan screamed even more in his heart.

'it!Amitabha, this powerful monster is coming!'

。。。

But there was one thing that everyone guessed wrong.

At this time, it is not the old demon of Montenegro who is sitting on the chariot of Batai, or it is not the real old demon of Montenegro.

Wu Wei trimmed his black nails, which were as sharp as thorns.

'Let's breathe for Jasmine first. ’r