"Well, providence, self-conscious providence, this world is getting more and more interesting!"

Luoyang, "Yang Guang" looked up into the distance with a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

......

"Providence, has it appeared again? Senior sister, don't you know that what we escapees are most afraid of is the coming of heaven? Yes, you are not him, so you are not afraid!"

"However, senior brother is afraid, senior brother is also ...... after all" On the outskirts of Luoyang, in the big bronze treasure hall of Pure Zen Buddhism, the withered monk's golden body also looked up into the distance and muttered in his mouth.

After a pause in his mouth, the withered monk's golden body turned his head to look at a certain place in Ben Luoyang, and a trace of jealousy flashed in the depths of his eyes, and then he quickly retracted his gaze, and then the golden light on his body flashed and disappeared on the bronze seat.

"Sitting back and waiting for the tiger to come to the door, it's not the style of the senior brother, Amitabha Buddha ......"

......

In a hidden cave, Xiang Yutian stood on both feet, and a trace of invisible air quickly drilled out from the cave wall, and then quickly drilled into Xiang Yutian's body.

The invisible air flow penetrated and swelled violently towards Yutian's body, like a tall giant, and then quickly contracted and returned to normal.

And as the flesh returned to normal, a faint crisp sound slowly came from its body.

"Did it appear again, it seems that the old nun is really not afraid of death, or is she already desperate and wants to break the jar?"

"yes, in the face of that horrible guy, is there any other choice than to break the jar?"

"No, even if there is no other choice, I have to fight for Yutian, I want Yutian, but the evil emperor......"

......

Bang bang bang......

Lingnan, Zhennan Wangfu, Grinding Knife Hall.

In front of a rockery composed of boulders, the five fingers of Bai Mu's right hand are put together into a palm, sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly slapping on the boulder.

As the palms of each hand slapped down, the boulders either turned into tiny pieces, splattered in all directions, or turned into a cloud of dust, scattered in the wind.

It has been thirteen days since the battle with Song Que, and in the past ten days, Bai Mu has come to this knife grinding hall whenever he has time, or to learn from Song Que "friendly", or to exercise his cohesion skills on the rockeries of the knife grinding hall.

As it turned out, Shiraki was not a good student, at least, his self-learning ability was not very good.

On the premise of understanding the mystery of the fifteenth sword, it took Bai Mu nearly half a month to barely gather the strength of Issein's body at one point and gather it on his fist.

However, although Shiraki's learning ability is not very good, the effect of the strength of the physical body is still good when it is gathered at one point.

For example, the only boulder left in front of Shiraki needed to use nearly 30% of his physical strength to turn it into powder.

And now......

Boom!

Bai Mu slapped it lightly, and the boulder turned into a cloud of white-gray powder, scattered on the ground, and slowly drifted away with a gust of wind, scattering into the distance.

Well, there are also wisps of faint aroma.

The aroma is naturally not the aroma of stone foam, and the stone foam does not have the aroma that makes Bai Mu a little nostalgic and missed.

"Aha, little Juan'er, I haven't seen you for a few days, you're even more beautiful!"

Sniffing the seductive Fenfen, Bai Mu quickly turned around and looked at Wanwan in a yellow shirt with a smile on his face.

Someone once said that a smile is a very powerful weapon, which can warm people's hearts and stab people's hearts.

And Shiraki's smile, well, a bit of a giggle, at least that's what Shiraki himself thinks.

The most important thing is that when Bai Mu said this, he couldn't wait to slap himself, saying such things to a beautiful woman, did he think that he couldn't live a worry-free life?

Really......

"Why, weren't people pretty before?" Wanwan quickly pursed her lips.

"How can it be, my family's Wanwan is the most beautiful, and it is getting more and more beautiful day by day, so beautiful that people can't help but be excited!" Bai Mu hurriedly sneered.

"Yes, is there a senior sister who is pretty?" Wanwan's seductive little mouth was still pouting.

"What does it mean to have her beautiful, that concubine Xuan is a nun, how can there be my family's beauty! Xiao Wan'er, who told you this, you tell me, I will kill him!" Bai Mu first laughed, and then said viciously.

"Don't beat the Wanwan Master......" Wanwan, who realized that she had said something leaky, hurriedly covered her mouth with her little hand, and quickly put it down.

When the little hand was lowered, Wanwan's seductive little mouth was no longer pursed.

"Master, what is the master, master, what's the matter, I can't find happiness after the yin, and I don't allow my apprentice to be happy?!" Bai Mu heard this, and immediately turned pale.

"What do you say, people...... How could the master not find happiness, the master has already forgiven the evil king. The sparkling face first blushed, and then said happily.

Not happy for Shiraki's words, but happy for his own master.

"Forgive the evil king Shi Zhixuan, what an evil king, such a powerful means!" Bai Mu couldn't help but exclaim, with a hint of envy in his amazement.

O evil king, a role model for men!

"So, Xiao Wan'er, you came here this time just to tell you about the pavilion master? If you really came here just for this, your pavilion owner will be sad!" Bai Mu walked towards Wanwan with a sad look.

At the same time, Bai Mu wondered in his heart, when did his mouth become so flowery, as if his mind was a little dissolute after passing the catastrophe of the demon transformation.

"The master wants to see you!" Looking at the "sad" Bai Mu, Wanwan's heart was a little sweet.

"The Queen of Yin wants to see me?" Bai Mu heard this, and was about to say something, when his ears suddenly moved, and at the same time, his feet froze, "Okay, Xiao Wan'er, you go first, I'll go and say goodbye to Lord Song." ”

"Hmph, don't let people wait for a long time!" Xu found some kind of answer, and Wanwan gradually recovered the vitality she had when she first met Shiraki.

As soon as the words fell, Wanwan kicked her feet as if angry and disappeared in place.

"Aha, little Juan'er, you're still so tempting when you're angry, it's really heart-......"

Before the word "move" could be spoken, Bai Mu moved.

I saw a slight pause at the foot of Bai Mu, and he disappeared in place, and at the same time appeared in front of a lucky and unlucky rockery, clenched his right hand into a fist, and slammed down.

Boom!

Under the surging iron fist of Bai Mu, the rockery exploded violently, nearly half of it turned into powder, and the other half turned into countless stone fragments, shooting fiercely in the direction behind the rockery.

Bell Bell ......

A golden light suddenly flickered under the fragments, and the fragments returned with a shock, shooting on Shiraki's chest, making a sound of gold and stone impact.

"Without the permission of the master's family, hiding in the dark and peeking and eavesdropping on others, this is not a peace...... What a monk should do!" In the flying stone powder, Bai Mu looked at the bald monk in front of him, who was covered in flesh and blood.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has been here for a long time, but the donor found the poor monk, it can be seen that the donor has a fate with the Buddha, and there is a fate for the poor monk!"

Although the bald monk was covered with dried flesh and blood, there was no trace of hideousness on his face, but he looked compassionate.

"There is fate, indeed fate, in the past few months, there have been many monks who have been overtaken by Bai and have been blissful as soon as possible, and Bai is indeed destined for your Buddhist family!"

Hearing this, Bai Mu nodded in agreement, but if the iron fist with terrifying strength did not hesitate at all, he had already broken through the air and came to the dry monk when he nodded.

With this punch, Bai Mu almost used all his strength.

Clang......

Another flash of golden light, another sound of gold and stone.

It's just that in this sound of gold and stone, the dry monk did not move at all, but Bai Mu was shocked by the force that he blasted out, and he retreated a few times.

"Huh, old monk, such a strong cultivator!" Looking at the dry monk who did not move at all, Bai Mu in retreat looked jealous.

"Amitabha, it's not that the poor monk cultivates to be strong, but that the white donor is indeed related to the poor monk...... Bang!"

Before the dry monk finished speaking, a golden light flashed to the top of Bai Mu's head, and fell with a bang as Bai Mu reacted.

Boom!

There was a sudden loud bang in the heavens and the earth, and a sunken pit appeared where Bai Mu was standing, and Bai Mu, who was supposed to be standing, also fell down in the center of the huge pit.

"Is it true that the white donor?" asked the dry monk at this time.

"Poof, what a speed!" In the huge pit, although Bai Mu's clothes were broken, there was no trace of damage to the skin under the broken clothes.

I saw Bai Mu turn over and spit out a mouthful of dirt, with a look of amazement.

"Huh? This physical body...... It seems that the white donor really has a fate with my Buddha, a great fate!"

Before the word "Yuan" fell, the golden light above Bai Mu flashed again, and the brightness of the flickering was also very large, so big that after just a few bangs, blood marks appeared on Bai Mu's body.

Blood flow, breath sluggish.

"Amitabha! color is emptiness, emptiness is color, the Buddha said, it is fate!"

I saw the dry monk clasping his hands together, and at the same time seemed to fall into the deep pit slowly and quickly, and appeared beside Bai Mu.

The dry monk stretched out one hand, and the golden light in his hand flashed slightly, and he sucked the white wood into his hand, and then the figure shook slightly and disappeared into the deep pit.

Woohoo!!

In the next moment, in the sound of two breaking airs, Song Que and Wanwan arrived one after another.

Looking at the pit under his feet, his face was heavy, his face was worried, and he was shocked at the same time.

With Shiraki's strength, there was anyone else who could take it away in such a short period of time?

The clouds in the sky are about to change!