Seeing Feng Xiyao this time, she stimulated the half of the demonic thoughts in his body, and the old monk finally involuntarily manifested his heart, half Buddha and half demon, and the breath was extremely strange.

Half of the Buddha's face is a smile of gentle pity, while the devil's face is a grinning and crazy grin.

"Disciple retire!" Seeing that the situation was not good, the Heavenly Maiden of Desire lightly blessed her, and retreated, her eyes still had crystal tears, and the red mark of the slap just now was clearly imprinted on her face, which was in stark contrast to Feng Xiyao's unruly appearance.

"Wait. ”

Suddenly, at this moment, the old monk spoke, and it turned out that two different voices overlapped, one was a warm voice, and the other was hoarse and harsh, like a cracked yarn jar.

The two voices came together in a very strange way, feeling awkward but very harmonious.

"You should stay for the first time, and I will have something to tell you later. "The voices are still overlapping, solemn, full of lust, two very different women, lying on the bed at the same time, what a wonderful thing in the world?

It is conducive to the whole body in the sky, and stands quietly aside.

Feng Xiyao instinctively trembled, and an ominous premonition came to his heart.

"Girl!" the old monk spoke, his fingers lightly in the void, and the Buddha's hand reached out of the void, tearing the rope on Feng Xiyao's body.

The old monk said: "Girl, my Prajna Sect has always been to transform all sentient beings as its own responsibility, and the poor monk is willing to cultivate for a lifetime, and the girl will enter the method of my Prajna Sect, and enjoy the bliss from now on." His tone was steady, his voice soft, and his seductive tone was irresistible.

Feng Xiyao gently rubbed his wrist and said hatefully: "No, my family has its own inheritance, which is contrary to the Prajna Sect." ”

"The poor monk is saving you, what other inheritance in the world can be compared to my Prajna Sect?" the old monk said softly.

"Hmph, there are seventy-two great sects in the world, and there are three holy places standing together, for millions of years, all kinds of powerful inheritances are as brilliant as a galaxy, what qualifications do you have to claim to be the first in the world?" Feng Xiyao ruthlessly revealed.

The old monk flicked his hand indifferently and said: "No, although the rest of the families, although they have their own merits, but they are far inferior to the inheritance of my Prajna Sect, only the inheritance of my religion in the world is the most complete and powerful." ”

"Hmph, with such a big tone, you're not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue?" Feng Xiyao said sarcastically.

The old monk continued to squint his eyes and said, "Xia Worm can't speak of ice, your realm is too low now, naturally you don't understand the secret method I teach, the magic of cultivating to a high and profound place, after entering my door, you will naturally be able to understand what is the top inheritance in this world, and everything else, in front of my Prajna Sect, is insignificant." ”

"You...... Don't you think you're too arrogant?"

The old monk shook his head and said, "It's not arrogance, but the fact, the inheritance of my Prajna Sect is indeed the most powerful inheritance in the world. ”

"It's ridiculous, why can't the Prajna Sect compare to the three holy places, why hasn't there been a great sage?"

"The great sage is made by nature, beyond the reach of man, the great sages in the world are all caused by good luck, not simply the result of cultivation, my Prajna Sect is just not fortunate to be blessed, so there has never been a great sage, but the inheritance of my religion is indeed far stronger than the three holy places. ”

"You...... Hmph, are all of you Prajna Sects as shameless as you? Do you dare to say that the achievements of the Great Sage are all accidental achievements, and they are the result of their own luck, not their own cultivation?" Feng Xiyao laughed angrily, he didn't expect this old monk to be so shameless.

"You are still shallow in your cultivation, and your horizons have never been broadened, so if you don't know the inside story, the poor monk will not blame you. The old monk said indifferently, not feeling that he had the slightest mistake.

"Since you say I don't know, why don't you give me a reasonable explanation? Otherwise, I will default to the fact that your Prajna Sect lineage is not as good as the other three holy places. ”

The old monk shook his head lightly and said, "You are too stubborn, if you don't let the old monk cross, it will definitely be the biggest obstacle on your holy path in the future?"

"Fart!" Feng Xiyao, who was in a hurry, blurted out and scolded, the old monk not only couldn't tell where the Praruo sect was strong, but also blindly belittled the rest of the major sects, and even Feng Xiyao, a female streamer, couldn't stand it.

The old monk shook his head lightly and sighed, and said: "Child, if you don't enter the method I teach, you don't know the strength of my sect's inheritance, so you will say such ignorant words. ”

Feng Xiyao tightened his clothes and said, "I don't need to join your sect, I have my beliefs and my freedom." ”

"Anyone who is not my sect is in the deep and boundless sea of evil, child, you are now in dire straits, why don't you join my sect as soon as possible and get rid of the sea of suffering?" The old monk's face showed compassion and regret, and his voice was full of a temptation, which made people can't help but worship.

At that time, Feng Xiyao felt as if there was a voice in her heart, whispering to persuade her to take refuge quickly.

At this moment, a clear breath gushed out of her spiritual platform, which made her completely sober up from the temptation.

Damn, this old monk actually used the sound method.

The inheritance of the Prajna Sect through the ages, the body has been developed to the extreme, because of the perennial chanting, the sound method is extremely powerful, the sound of the Buddha is lingering, it can roar and shatter the mountains and rivers, it can also suppress the demons in the heart, and bring people into the illusion, it is a very easy thing.

Just now almost caught the way of this old thief, Feng Xiyao secretly warned himself in his heart, his fingers gently pinched his thighs, and bursts of real pain came: "I don't feel that I am in a sea of suffering, I am very satisfied with my current state, I don't need you to save me." ”

The old monk sighed and said: "The world naturally doesn't know that you are in the sea of suffering, you are so persistent, you are already in the devil, the sea of suffering is boundless, and you are the shore when you turn back." ”

The old monk clasped his palms together and solemnly chanted a Buddha horn.

"Joke, throughout the ages, there have been endless saints, and there is no shortage of people in the Great Sage, these people have not practiced under your Prajna Sect, are these people also in the sea of suffering, and they need your transformation to be liberated?"

"What about the great sage, he has not turned into a pile of dry bones, even the saint, and even the great sage, is just a small grasshopper between heaven and earth, just a slightly stronger grasshopper, what is there to praise? They are also in the sea of suffering, and they have never been freed from the six realms of reincarnation, this is an indisputable fact. ”

"Hmph, that's a nice thing to say, is it possible that your Prajna Sect has people who can get rid of life and death, and you haven't seen the power of your Prajna Sect, which has survived the years of eternity until now. ”

The old monk shook his head again and said, "You are really obsessed, only in such a wonderful realm, can you understand the things, your realm is too low, how can you know?"

Feng Xiyao laughed again and said: "Hmph, it seems that you have reached the realm of the Great Sage, if I say that I am obsessed with the things of the high realm, is it not a lie that you accuse the Great Sage?"

The old monk shook his head and said, "The inheritance of my Prajna Sect has transcended the difference in realms, so it can naturally guide the country." ”

"Strong words!" Feng Xiyao snorted coldly, making a roll of his eyes, the first time he saw such a shameless person, the realm of this thief monk was not very good, and he had the ability to talk nonsense with his eyes open, but even the Great Sage did not dare to match.

Others rely on eloquence to argue about the scriptures, but this old monk relies on the thickness of his own skin.

"Alas, little girl, you are stubborn, stubborn, and almost demonic, so let the poor monk enlighten you!"

As the shameless old monk spoke, he slowly stretched out a finger, and a golden Buddha's hand condensed in front of Feng Xiyao......