The skin of the woman in the white shirt and the white snake and the white pot is better than the snow, such a fairy Buddha woman walked out of the Xiangfan Ghost Gate, the horse led by Xu Fengnian's reins lowered its head and neighed, and the horse's hooves beat the ground hard, not only this animal, but also the horse team.

The pair of young kui scales under Xu Fengnian's feet were erected, their bodies were scarlet, and their faces were hideous, as if they had encountered unclean turbidity.

Xu Fengnian opened his eyes and looked, and the woman who didn't know whether the gods or mortals walked on the suspension bridge, and no one stepped on the moat, but in an instant, the water was turbulent, tumbling like boiling, as if thousands of troops were passing by.

After the old sword god Li Chungang came out of Liangzhou, he showed a solemn expression, his steps were light, and he swept in front of Xu Fengnian and Jiang Ni, and stood at the end of the suspension bridge first, facing the woman-for-tat, looking at each other from afar.

The white-clothed Guanyin still walked forward, and when she reached the middle of the suspension bridge, the old sword god stretched out his hand with one arm, took off the dagger rune, and confronted each other in pairs, but she didn't see how she moved on the suspension bridge, only to see the moat suddenly fry, and the mirror image of the scene that everyone saw was distorted, leaving only the white-clothed Guanyin as clear and independent as ever.

Xu Fengnian finally saw the beautiful face of the woman as if shrouded behind a thousand snow-capped mountains, and was stunned, the woman was picturesque, and he knew who she was.

At the beginning, the monk who claimed to be from the Longshou monk from Landa Mountain said that he would take him to the Western Regions, and the red-clothed monk stretched out his hand to be Zen, which was very dusty, so Xu Fengnian deliberately went to the Tingchao Pavilion and flipped through the secret scriptures...... An old woman in her forties, Xu Fengnian thought that she was already old, even if she had the skills to stay in her face, she would not be young and pure, but the woman in front of her was a little too tall, and her appearance was no different from that of a twenty-year-old woman, with merciful eyebrows and a little red mole on her forehead.

Xu Fengnian thought to himself that he had known that this female Dharma King of Landa Mountain was so bright and moving, he could bargain for a bit and double cultivation? No problem, as long as the master is willing to go out of the Western Regions, the terroir of Liangzhou is better than that of the poor Western Regions, and His Royal Highness, who has a mountain of gold and silver, still lacks a brocade quilt bed?

This unbearable reverie flashed away, Xu Fengnian straightened his mind, stood side by side with Li Chungang, and said softly: "This person is the female Dharma King of Landa Mountain, known as the Six-Pearl Bodhisattva, it is said that he has the Transformation of the Dharma Appearance such as the Master of Contemplation of Freedom, the Master of the Lotus King, and the Master of the Wrathful Vajra, and has been beaten?"

The old sword god took the rune with one arm, with a smile on his face, if he didn't know the identity of the old man in sheepskin Qiu, otherwise he would really think that it was an old and disrespectful old guy who was blocking the road, Li Chungang lowered his head and spit out, concentrating on the ability to become a god, and actually spit out a mouthful of cyan Gang qi visible to the naked eye of Xu Fengnian, wrapping the priceless rune, and the brilliance was overflowing in the night.

The old man said softly: "The monk of Langtuo Mountain claims to be unable to die, when Fu Jiang Hongjia and an old guy with a pestle fought for three days and three nights, neither of them could knock anyone to death, the King Kong realm in a product, it came from the Liberation Gate, the old man wanted to see if it was really King Kong's invincible body, but with a junior female doll sword fight, the victory is not martial." ”

Xu Fengnian, who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, said with a bad stomach: "The old sword god just carried a dagger, which can be regarded as retaining strength, not bullying juniors." ”

The old man squinted at His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, who did not seek to rest and only wanted to watch the battle, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he didn't mind, the world can't make a name for himself in sword practice, because he can't break ten thousand laws with a sword, and fight against people, he is afraid of this, he is afraid of that, and he is afraid that he will eventually lose his kendo heart, and he has no distractions despite the hearts of tens of millions of people, how to make a good sword? Li Chungang has always been unwilling to pay attention to Xu Fengnian's small-bellied chicken intestines, and he went out of Beiliang to Qingzhou and then to Xiangfan, how could he not be observing this golden and jade Beiliang prince along the way?

The conclusion is that this kid has a good martial arts talent, and his heart is resolute and almost ruthless, but it is a pity that he is late in practicing martial arts after all, otherwise he may not be able to become Cao Guanzi and others before he was established.

The white-clothed Guanyin took another step forward, and Li Chungang was about to come out with a green dragon in his sleeve. But she was only one step away, she stopped on the suspension bridge, not looking at the old sword god of the potential enemy, but looking at Xu Fengnian, who was slowly retreating.

She raised her hand.

The old sword god with Jian Gang in his name has a rune in his hand like a green snake, and his qi is like a green snake spitting out a snake letter, and a stream of green gas gushes out, and the whole one-arm is surrounded by green qi.

But this female Dharma King who was born from the family of Emperor Zhongtianzhu from the mountain of Rota just raised the pot, uncorked the pot, and took a sip of wine, the wine was not familiar with the old sword god, so that the whole suspension bridge was fragrant, and the little white snake wrapped around her white jade arm, this scene was extremely treacherous.

The Six-Pearl Bodhisattva glanced at Xu Fengnian lightly.

Just at a glance, Xu Fengnian's body was surging like a tide, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood for no reason, and he saw that several people behind him were shocked, and they were about to step forward to escort him, but Xu Fengnian shook his hand to stop him, and a mouthful of blood spit out.

Wouldn't it be a few more glances to make the rhubarb court all over me?

She really looked at it again, just as Xu Fengnian was dumbfounded, the old sword god frowned, snorted lightly, and a touch of Qinggang appeared on the bridge, which seemed to cut off the invisible wisps of qi, and said angrily to Xu Fengnian: "The kid doesn't know whether to live or die, and if you give a little sweetness, you really think she is a bodhisattva of great compassion?"

The white-clothed Guanyin shook his head slightly, put away the wine jug, and walked forward silently.

"Boy, you and Jiang Ya retreated. After the old sword god finished speaking, he stomped his foot, and the dust rose with the sole of his foot as the center, rippling and deafening, Xu Fengnian grabbed Jiang Ni and floated back.

The white-robed female Dharma King ignored the invisible sword aura that the old sword god stepped out of his foot, and walked barefoot.

Just when the sword qi was about to arrive, a big monk in a red robe appeared between the old sword god and the white-clothed Guanyin on the bridge, with a wooden expression, which could block this circle of sword qi, only to see his robe fluttering, and his figure stood tall.

Xu Fengnian sighed quietly, this once said that the dragon monk who could wait for thirty-one years has appeared, if it is just a Bodhisattva of the Six Beads Dharma King, Xu Fengnian believes that with Li Chungang's strength, plus the strength behind him is above and below the second grade, not to mention killing the enemy, it is not impossible to trap this Guanyin of Rota Mountain, don't look at the red-clothed monk has not reached a grade, but in the subtle situation in front of him, he is the biggest variable, and Xu Fengnian has no bad feelings towards the great monk in front of him, for the Taoist monk, he has always had a lot of respect, really want to fight for life and death, not to mention the success or failure of the consequences, after all, it is not a good thing to pleasing to the eye。

The red-clothed monk folded his hands and bowed his head and said: "My master has entered the WTO this time, and he has no courage to fight, please don't blame His Royal Highness the Prince." My division went out of Xiangfan this time, and exceeded 100,000 evil ghosts, which was to accumulate immeasurable merit for His Royal Highness. ”

Xu Fengnian felt that this was absurd, but he believed it. Buddhism and Taoism are obscurely recorded that there are 100,000 evil ghosts in Xiangfan City who were cooked by their relatives, and their grievances are soaring, that is, 36,500 Zhou Tian Jiao can not be eliminated, so the two religions made a bet without words, who wins and who enters Xiangfan, who loses and who goes out of Xiangfan, which will remain unchanged for a hundred years. If Longhu Mountain wins, the monks led by the two Zen Temples and Landa Mountain will not be allowed to set foot in Xiangfan for a hundred years, otherwise, Longhu Mountain will withdraw from Zhou Tian Jiao, move away from the large and small Taoist temples, and must not preach in the city.

The disputes between the three religions and the struggle for fame and fortune among sects are actually like children who are angry and unreasonable.

Jiang Ni muttered: "She is so good-looking, like Guanyin Niangniang." ”

Xu Fengnian smiled bitterly and said: "Guanyin, observe the voices of dragons, cows and horses in the world. Ordinary people can be liberated by observing their voices. ”

The Guanyin Niangniang in the eyes of the little clay man passed by Li Chungang at the head of the bridge first.

She rubbed shoulders with His Royal Highness the Prince of the World again, and lightly opened the Sanskrit sound: "I, Guanyin, you are not comfortable." Not worthy of double cultivation. ”

Xu Fengnian didn't know why, and said with a smile: "Since I'm not comfortable, then ask the Bodhisattva to be comfortable?" My QT room has been opened!