"Monk, be honest!"

The upheaval was sudden, and the cute girl first issued a warning, and her expression was very inward.

This really doesn't make sense, firstly, the monk didn't do anything, and secondly, even if he did something, the third girl had no reason to be afraid.

The mountain gate is important, and there are many masters gathered inside, and the masters of the two clans led by the ancestor of Yanshan and the god master of Kaba are all here, plus the nearly 10,000 disciples of this sect, as well as the people brought back by the thirteen langs, it is no exaggeration to say that the strength of the personnel alone is not much better than the Demon Palace. Although the little palace master does not have many cronies, his identity is too special, and his relationship with Thirteen Lang is known to everyone.

Some days after coming to the spiritual realm, the little palace master didn't have many friends, Princess Xia followed the ancestor, and her behavior became more and more correct, and the yellow flower woman was not very good, if it weren't for a sister who was difficult to dislike, the little palace master really didn't want to deal with it.

The martyr girl and the little palace master are all returning to the spiritual realm, Yan Meng's demon domain has been trapped for many years, and the three girls get together, just like a bird that has just been released from the cage, in addition to playing or playing all day long, the Narcissus Sect, every mountain has to be walked again.

Worried about safety? Don't do it. Hugh saw that there were only three women and one monk at the moment, and that was because nothing happened, and once something happened, countless people and horses could pop up around in an instant, and a stone could hit a powerful head.

If it's not enough, it doesn't matter, as long as it is supported for a while, Yamanouchi can dispatch at least four super masters, that is, the late stage of the transformation of the gods, the real pinnacle of the world!

With so many guarantees, Yan Meng still can't control the panic in her heart. The monk glanced at the little palace master before, and when he said the word "Xin Xin", he released Zhenyuan with a slight move; panic is like a little mouse above the sky.

Heaven is not terrible because of its loftiness, if it is coming. Anyone can be confused and panicked.

Yan Meng is a person who has seen the world. Her master is powerful, and the demon elders she has seen are powerful, and the strongest one is the head of the Demon Palace, but at that moment just now, the feeling that the monk gave her was not comparable to even the old ancestor.

Gao Shan Yangzhi can at least look up, the monk gives people a feeling, and the judge of the underworld is somewhat similar, completely invisible because the gap is too big, the cute girl can't tell where it looks, how similar it is. It's like anyway.

Repeating the matter ten times, Yan Meng would not have thought that such a powerful monk could suddenly appear here.

If it's an enemy, it's going to be your own life!

The soles of her feet were weak, Yan Meng forced herself to keep her voice from trembling, and pulled the little palace master to retreat hurriedly, while quietly gesticulating.

"Monk, don't move!"

"Good. ”

The beautiful monk is very talkative, and the cute girl tells him not to move, holding a Zen stick and taking root under his feet, like a portrait of a person bulging out of the earth.

"The little palace master was just shocked, nothing serious. ”

"Don't worry about it, someone is coming!" Yan Meng shouted. Retreat even faster.

In the cheers, the surrounding figures shook, and the three Kaba wrestlers who rushed to the front were all over the body, running wildly and shouting all the way.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

"Who dares to make trouble here!"

Similar to the three girls. Sanka loves to play and play, and he is afraid that he will not be able to find something to do. It stands to reason that they are not qualified to go on an envoy with their strength, because they are blessed by Thirteen Lang. In the end, he was able to follow the priest, and he planned to visit the Taoist Academy, which is the young master's home, soon. The Narcissus Sect played for a while. Sanka is a little tired of messing around all day, thinking about having some fun with those monks who have been waiting for him and refusing to leave. Suddenly, he heard that the dead girl had sent a warning, and Daxi hurried over.

"Where did the wild monk come from, him!"

In addition to them, there are many narcissus around, and now they should be called disciples of the new sect, and the sword of the sword who is running wildly, there are seventy or eighty people present in the blink of an eye, and the old woman at the head is like water, and her arrogance is no less than that of three cards.

"Demon monk, bold!"

This is really a wonderful thing, Yan Meng can see that the monk is powerful, but he doesn't feel it at all; the reason is simple, once the monk reins in his breath, in addition to the Zen staff in his hand and the nine scars on the top of his head are more eye-catching, and then he looks more beautiful, and there is nothing outstanding.

She was suspicious, but it was not enough to calm Shui Yue, she saw Yan Meng panicking, seeing the little palace master wandering out of the world, seeing the dead girl in a hurry but couldn't think of a way, as if she was about to cry, how could she bear it!

The little palace master of the Demon Palace had an accident at the door of his house, and his face was not worth mentioning, and the consequences were there

"Take it!"

The bright moon in the clear sky suddenly rose into the sky, and a scoop of light was sprinkled on the head, and the light was like a cage. More than 20 years after the Lingnan Incident, the old man of Sanshan turned into a god, and Mrs. Shuiyue benefited a lot, and she was more than a step stronger than back then, and she was qualified to be called a strong person in the overhaul.

Qingyue's cold light is trapped like a prison, and there are many people casting spells at the same time, intertwined like a gorgeous light; everyone thinks that like Mrs. Shuiyue, there is nothing to do, first arrest the monk and then talk about it.

"Don't!"

A scream sounded in the roar, and the little palace master broke free from the cute girl's hand and rushed towards the battlefield, only to take one step and stop again.

Nothing happened.

In the line of sight, the Zen staff is still the Zen staff, the monk is still the monk, the earth is still the earth, and the sky is still the same sky. Dozens of supernatural powers approached him, like a torch inserted into a pond and a puff of smoke rose before disappearing.

Without casting spells, only with thoughts, dozens of monks were annihilated, and they couldn't even swing a little ripple.

The funniest thing is the three cards, the three strong men stretched out their hands and raised their feet, just three inches in front of the monk, as if they were trapped in the quagmire with huge suction, desperately trying to break free, how could they not break free.

"Evil Gate!" shouted Carmen, tugging at her arm and pulling her back, panting.

"Awesome!" the cardinal roared, glaring at one foot and stomping hard, his face flushed.

"Hell!"

The eldest of the three cards is the strongest, and Kaqi can see that the monk is weird, but it is only limited to half a foot in front of him, and it is okay if he doesn't touch him.

"Ghost Domain!" shouted the cute girl.

"Buddha is compassionate. ”

The beautiful monk shook his head helplessly, secretly thinking that this girl is really ignorant, and wants my dignified monk to make a ghost domain out of what kind of system.

"I don't mean to disturb fellow Daoists. Sin, sin. ”

The mind is slightly moving. The three cards become rolling gourds, and the wolf bèi rolls back and forth. The beautiful monk looked at the fourteen and spoke eloquently.

"The monk just wants to find someone, and I am sorry to all of you Mr. Thirteen, thank you. ”

At this point, the people present no longer knew that the monk was powerful, and they were too stupid and unacquainted. Hearing that he was looking for Thirteen Lang, the people around him were taken aback again, and the little palace master couldn't hold it back, so he pounced on him and looked at him as a monk in a daze. There was wetness in his eyes.

"You are, yes, yes yes"

Heaven is not afraid of the earth, who in the world can make the little palace master look like this, the people around him were panicked and didn't know what to do, the monk stretched out his hand and stroked the top of the little palace master's head, and said with a pleasant face: "How are you?"

The little palace master no longer had any doubts, and bent down to kowtow to the monk.

"The great kindness of the living Buddha cannot be repaid, Qin Anbai"

"The children of Buddhism don't talk about enmity. Back then, I haven't been able to help, and it's true to be ashamed. ”

The beautiful monk didn't allow it in his heart, so the little palace master couldn't bow down and waited for him to get up. The monk asked again, "Is Xin Xin's donor okay?"

The little princess nodded repeatedly.

"That's good. ”

The monk sighed, looked up and changed his complexion, and snorted coldly.

"Something that doesn't fight. ”

It must be admitted. Such an expression appeared on the monk's face, and few people around dared to believe it. I can't say why. Everyone has a thought in their hearts, he should be kind and kind. He can never be angry and will not be angry, because when he is angry, others will feel sad, and even heaven and earth will be angry with him.

At this moment, people don't care about thinking about the reason, just because the previous two sentences of dialogue and salutation are too terrifying for people to guess.

Living Buddha? There is only one in the world, the Sunset Tower, and the one who has been silent in front of the shadow wall for many years is qualified to be called so.

Qin An? It should be the real name of the little palace master, how does it sound like a little guy? As for Xin Xin, could it be the old ancestor of the Demon Palace?

The head of the Demon Palace and the Living Buddha of the Sunset actually met and dealt with each other, and it seems that the friendship is not bad?

There were many conjectures in their hearts, and no one could think of anything else, and everyone felt that their minds were blank, and they couldn't notice that the monk was angry.

Someone can.

"Buddha Compassion"

The group of cultivators was stunned, and the Buddha number was passed on the top of the mountain, and the voice of the extraordinary master was as sharp as a woman's exclamation, and the clouds rolled all the way, almost rolling and rushing to the bottom of the mountain, rushing to the field, rushing to the beautiful monk, and rushing to the ground.

"Whoever dares to offend a living Buddha by a hair, the monk will never die!"

Here and now, where is the extraordinary, what is still a high monk, it is clearly a bandit who draws a knife and is ready to play with his life. The huge faces have a look of reverence, horror, anger, worry, and all kinds of interweaving are constantly changing and chaotic.

It's not like that. I don't know if it was intentional or really frightened, the extraordinary master's speech was reversed, which was almost equivalent to making fun of the living Buddha.

Not only that, after intimidating the group cultivators, Bufan crawled all the way forward, seemingly wanting to hug the feet of the beautiful monk and kiss a few bites.

"The disciple is extraordinary"

"Get out!"

Extraordinary chaos, the living Buddha is not much better, to the little palace master, to Yan Meng, to the three cards, including those who have just shot at him, he is kind and kind, but to this disciple, the beautiful monk not only does not give a good face, on the contrary, he speaks fiercely, and even a little disgusted.

"What kind of system is it that has no potential!"

In the end, the skin is not as thick as extraordinary, the beautiful monk's Zen staff is slightly paused, and the invisible force is gently pushed, and the extraordinary master is in vain, and the ending is exactly the same as the three cards, and he falls away faster than when he came. The most amazing thing is that the wolf is like a wild dog, and the expression on his face is not only not depressed, but on the contrary, he is as elated as if he has won the jackpot, and his happiness is indescribable.

Standing up again, the extraordinary master hurriedly cleaned up his mood, gave a big gift in the monk's robe, and prepared to return to the past.

"Disciple"

"Shut up!"

The beautiful monk didn't bother to look at him, and immediately changed his color after drinking, and he had a bodhisattva face.

"It's you, Xiao Shisanlang?"

"It's me. ”

The three of them came together, followed by a large number of monks, Thirteen Lang was in the center to clean up his face, and the monk owed a little, saluted sincerely, and spoke sincerely.

"Master Living Buddha, are you looking for me?"

"Yes. ”

"What?"

"I heard people say that your demons are difficult to remove, and if you do something wrong, sooner or later it will become a big disaster in the world. ”

The beautiful monk is still compassionate, and the words he says are like the ice falling to the ground, cold to the bone.

"The monk is here to overtake you. ”

(To be continued......)