"Please check the blood from the son!" The momentum of the new head of the sect dissipated completely, and he honestly crawled on the ground, trembling.

"Hmph!" Xueli Gongzi snorted softly, and said with a calm expression: "Give you three breaths of time to explain things clearly." ”

The new head of the sect stood up with great joy, pointed at Chu Ling and said: "Prince Qiyu, these two people, within my Wuhua Immortal Sect, killed my former head of Wuhua, the reason why the villain can't control it and acts angrily is precisely because this hatred is not shared." ”

The new head of the sect trembled his fingers and pointed at Chu Ling, his tone angry and aggrieved, like a poor victim.

"Wuhua Immortal Sect?"

Xueli thought about it, his brow furrowed slightly.

The new head of the sect hurriedly said: "Yes, the blood leaves the son, my Wuhua Immortal Sect is surviving under the protection of the Blood Phoenix Tower, and now that the head of the sect has been killed, please also ask the blood to leave the son as the master of his subordinates!"

The old guy snorted and cried, and everyone who heard it was sad and wept, if he hadn't experienced this matter himself, even Chu Ling would have to feel sad for him.

The blood is faintly angry, and the momentum on his body slowly spreads, and he has reached the level of the six heavens of the Tiantai realm, which is much stronger than Feng Xiyao, the eldest lady of the Qiao family with a mysterious background.

Moreover, I just heard people nearby talk about it, this blood separation son is still a formation master, which means that his spiritual power is far stronger than that of ordinary Tiantai Sixfold Heaven monks, and on the whole, even the master of Tiantai Realm Xiaojiu is not necessarily able to win.

Chu Ling and Feng Xiyao were secretly tight, ready to make a move at any time, although a blood separation, they couldn't do anything, but this was under the nose of the Blood Phoenix Tower, maybe when, a prince would pop up, or even an emperor-level powerhouse.

The people around were silent, watching Chu Ling and Feng Xiyao coldly, seeing how to punish these two outsiders. A faint smile appeared on the grief-stricken face of the new head of the sect, staring at Chu Ling and Feng Xiyao, and the atmosphere was very solemn.

"Haha, blood is separated from Taoist friends, and anger is slow, according to the poor monk's humble opinion, I'm afraid there is still some misunderstanding!" At this moment, a kind and warm voice sounded on the side.

This voice, like a spring breeze and rain, has an intoxicating and fascinating power, which makes people can't help but feel close, and the almost frozen atmosphere dissipates.

Everyone followed the voice and looked at the person who spoke, and it was the bald, Prajna disciple who appeared with the blood leaving child.

Chu Ling's heart suddenly tightened a lot, this young bald donkey's bewitching technique was very powerful, just now, his tenacious mind was actually stirred up by his voice.

Everyone looked at the young monk and waited for his next step.

The young and sturdy one closed it slowly, showed a charming smile, lowered his eyebrows around, and said: "I saw a few donors, it seems that there is some misunderstanding, and it has not been solved, I have always taught people to be merciful, and I can't bear to see the world killing each other." ”

"Since we met, it is fate, today the little monk again, and the two donors to teach cause and effect, the past grievances, this is written off, it is also a merit of the poor monk, I don't know what the two of them think?"

The young monk's smile was kind, like the sunshine of spring, and he could not be refused, and there seemed to be a hazy light behind him, which made him charming.

Although he instinctively disliked this young monk, thinking of leaving this place as soon as possible, Chu Ling still arched his hand and said politely: "Everything is arranged by the master." Feng Xiyao followed and bowed his head.

The young monk's gaze fell on Miss Feng's body, and a hint of greed flashed, but it was not obvious under his melted smile.

However, the new head of the sect frowned unwillingly, knelt in front of the blood separation, and said: "The blood is separated from the son, the great enemy of the sect is the enmity of my Wuhua Sect, and it is difficult for me to comply." ”

The new head coach didn't intend to give in, because just now, he clearly saw the anger in the eyes of the son of Xueli, if it weren't for the appearance of this nosy bald donkey, the of these two murderers would have been beaten out.

Moreover, the head of the Qin family and other people in the sect were still watching behind him, if he was asked to let go of the murderer in front of him just because of a young bald donkey, with a fluttering word, how could he convince the public?

Rejected by the new head of the sect, the smile on the young monk's face was still the same, and the eyes narrowed into a long slit, but it made people feel a chill down their spines, as if there was a hideous devilish face hidden under that smile.

"Tom!", just when everyone was still confused, Xueli Gongzi suddenly flew out and landed on the shoulder of the new head of the sect.

Juli overturned the new head of the sect and rolled out of the distance, dragging a regular bloodstain on the floor.

Everyone was extremely puzzled, and the new head coach sat in place, unaware of it.

The people of the Wuhua Immortal Sect stood aside in fear, and no one dared to go up to help the new head of the sect, for fear that the blood leaving the prince would involve their anger.

"I don't know what to do. Xueli coldly gave a verdict.

The new head of the sect immediately reacted, ran over with a rolling belt, prostrate under the knees of the bloody son, kowtowed vigorously like pounding garlic, and said: "Son's forgiveness, son's forgiveness, the villain doesn't know what is going on...... ...... exactly"

Before he could finish speaking, the blood kicked him hard again, kicking him farther away, and the road had just been in vain.

"Foolish. Xueli Gongzi's face was cold, and he looked at the new head of the sect with disgust and said.

The new head of the sect, the Wuhua Immortal Sect, has been ruled by the Blood Phoenix Building for generations, if there is a son who is dissatisfied with him, it will be extremely unfavorable for him to inherit the position of the head of the sect.

The new head of the sect slammed on the ground, hoping that the son of blood would solve his doubts.

Xueli Gongzi was finally annoyed by him, and stepped on it, like trampling on ants, and said: "Fool, do you know that this young monk is the Yega Buddha of the Prajna Sect of Joy and Freedom, he can explain to you to solve your doubts and resolve grudges, it is the luck of you and other ants and fart people, you dare to refuse, I really don't know what to do, I don't know right from wrong!"

The tone of the blood leaving the prince was angry, but the language was monotonous, he usually taught the cultivation of his disciples, restrained himself, and tried to be as angry as possible, but today, the new head of the sect who had no eyesight, completely angered him with stupidity.

On the contrary, it seems that the two murderers know each other a lot.

The blood is not light from this foot, and the blood in the mouth of the new head of the sect is sprayed wildly, and the spots are sprinkled on the streets of the Divine City, which is shocking.

Everyone looked at the young monk in amazement, their eyes full of reverence.

"Scared, it turns out that this is the Buddha of the Night?"

"No wonder, even the son of Xueli personally sent it away, it turned out to be the Buddha of Prajna Sect, tsk. ”

"The strength of the Prajna Sect is unfathomable, and the Buddha of the Sect has the appearance of an ancient saint and a young man. ”

The son of the Buddha is a disciple of the Buddhas, which is different from ordinary monks, just like the Son of God or the Holy Son of the Great Sect, which is different from ordinary disciples.

The voices of the crowd were like a tide, all of them were full of beautiful words, and the Buddha's smile was still bright, as if he had always been so sunny and optimistic.

"Tsk, I have long heard that the Yejia Buddha of the Joy and Freedom Sect is extremely handsome, even if it is an immortal, it is only so graceful. ”

"It's really handsome, ah, such a proud person, if you ...... with me"

These are the words of some female monks, whose eyes are shining with stars, and they are eager to take the Buddha back to their homes and taste it.

Only Feng Xiyao has always maintained a tightness about this so-called Buddha, she has a clear mind, and she feels that there is a disgusting fat powder in this Buddha.

Under the guidance of the son of Xueli, the new head of the sect whose head was slowed down finally came to his senses, and he knelt in front of the Buddha of Yejia and said, "The disciple is willing to accept the arrangement of the Buddha, and ask the Buddha to explain it for the disciple." ”

The new head of the sect knelt on the ground, his palms fully spread, which was a completely willing act of refuge.

Chu Ling looked at him coldly from the side, feeling sad in his heart for this new head of the sect, he was really a person with low emotional intelligence, his move was indeed to please the young monk, but he offended the son of the blood separation.

You were originally a subordinate of Xueli, but you converted to other sects in front of him, isn't this a slap in the face?

Sure enough, the face of the bloody son showed a little worry, but it did not attack on the spot.

The smile on the face of the Buddha is still so amiable, pampered and humiliated, he smiled kindly and helped up the new head of the sect, stroked the top of his head, and said: "All beings are equal, you don't need to worship me, the Buddha has mercy on all beings, and educates the world with compassion, I will treat you with mercy today, are you willing to let go of the hatred in your heart, and turn the war into jade silk in these two donors?"

"Disciple is willing!" the new head of the sect honestly lowered his eyebrows, looking extremely pious.

"Okay, good, but there is a dispute, this is another merit of the poor monk, this trip is not worthwhile, this trip is not worthwhile. The Buddha chuckled and plucked the prayer beads, and his voice was warm and intoxicating.

The people around him gave a thumbs up and exclaimed: "It is worthy of the Buddha of Prajna, who is so compassionate." ”

The new head of the sect also rejoiced, he was excited to get the forgiveness of the Buddha, but he didn't notice that the blood behind him left the son, and his eyes became more and more dissatisfied.

Chu Ling and Feng Xiyao, bowing their eyebrows at the Buddha, made a joke, and were about to leave, after all, this Blood Phoenix Tower was the enemy's lair, and they didn't want to stay longer for a moment.

But at this time, the Buddha of Yejia suddenly stopped the two, and respectfully said: "The two little monks have strange faces, they are really rare characters in the red dust, the two are related to my Buddha, I want to set up a banquet to entertain the two, and participate in the wonderful truth, I don't know what the two mean?"

The Buddha's words are very kind, but his eyes wander on Feng Xiyao from time to time, which is meaningful.

Chu Ling and Feng Xiyao frowned in unison and refused: "If we still have something to do, we don't dare to bother the Buddha." ”

The Buddha was as simple as he had just now, smiling silently.

Xueli Gongzi snorted coldly at the right time, and his cold gaze swept over Chu Ling and Feng Xiyao, and several people behind him slowly stepped forward, with the intention that Chu Ling would do it directly if he didn't agree.

Chu Ling didn't want to alarm the strong man in the Blood Phoenix Tower, so he had to bite the bullet and said: "Since the Buddha is so gracious, it is better to be respectful, the two of us will find a place to freshen up and dress up, and wait for the good news of the Buddha." ”

The Buddha was overjoyed and said, "Very good, very good!"

With permission, Chu Ling and Feng Xiyao left slowly, but they were thinking about how to escape without knowing it......