Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh faintly at the moonlight of the night trees outside the window.

He had already let the little Suzaku go, and told the little guy who was full of jīng fire to run far away, don't get too close to him, otherwise he would be seen by the people of Jixiangtian, and it would be a big trouble.

Thinking of Ji Xiangtian, he thought of Zong Si who died in his hands, and he thought of the little boy who had never met but had always heard that he was extremely powerful, and then ...... I thought of the girl Qin Zi with picturesque eyebrows and beautiful face.

Qin Zi is indeed powerful. But Yi Tianxing knew in his heart that after practicing these few rì in the fishing pond, the true qi in his body became more and more abundant, and if he fought again at this time, he would never use the rogue tricks of naked men again, maybe...... can also be close to the body, thinking of the quiet fragrance and graceful curves on the woman's body, Yi Tianxing's heart fluttered, and the ordinary face under the moonlight involuntarily smiled.

Fortunately, Zou Leilei has the same heart-purifying effect as Guanyin Bodhisattva for Yi Tianxing. The young man woke up with excitement, secretly pinched himself twice, and his mind drifted back to the small county town, thinking of the kiss that Zou Leilei printed on his forehead, thinking about the sweet, soft and slightly wet feeling, the mood was sweet, and after the sweetness, infinite troubles rose again.

Ji Xiangtian wants to ask his own teacher for sin, and the monks in Guiyuan Temple use this to threaten themselves to be some kind of tattered "scripture transmitter"

What is a Preacher?

Monk Bin Ku was vague, but Yi Tianxing had a vague idea after reading the westward procession of the wonderful principles of Buddhism written by the propagator of Buddhist legends these days. This preacher of the scriptures wants to go through the world's tribulations and the supreme law, and he is really not a good messenger. What's more, in ancient times, the East had its own faction, at most there were some conflicts with Taoists and monsters, which is like today's science and prosperity, and then to bluff people into believing in Buddhism, I don't know how difficult it will be.

But when he thought of the special status of the scripture transmitter in Buddhism, Yi Tianxing was a little moved, not to mention that he could use the power of Buddhism to negotiate with Ji Xiangtian, so as to avoid his current risk, thinking that there would be millions of great monks as backers in the future, and Rìzi would be as sweet as honey, and the happy life he imagined with Zou Leilei seemed to be expected. It's just that......

It's just that...... Why do you have so much fear of this identity in your heart?

This identity is like a big hat, and it looks like it's going to be put on his head, but it looks heavier than Mount Tai and Alishan, and he is a little out of breath, and compared with the underworld hat that the old fox of the ancient family wears on himself, he can't bear it.

"Inexplicable!" he cursed under his breath, thinking about what he had encountered in the past few months.

Now in front of Yi Tianxing, there seem to be only two roads: one is to follow the invitation of Master Bin Ku, and stop at Guiyuan Temple peacefully, waiting for monks from all over the country to recognize their identity as a scripture transmitter, and the other is to go out of the temple in a dashing manner, and have a good fight with Ji Xiangtian.

All kinds of worries came over him, and he did not know what to do. Messenger of the scriptures?Tang Sanzang, Kumarosh...... How can these famous names in the history books be related to their own guys who pick up rags in a small county town. Thinking of this, Yi Tianxing gently curled the corners of his lips, slightly self-deprecating, "In the past three days, the cultivation sect has been prosperous for decades, and it seems that the monks of the Buddhist sect are a little quiet. ”

He pushed open the wooden door of the meditation room and walked out gently, walking slowly to the quiet lake in the back garden of Guiyuan Temple, looking at the small pavilion in the center of the lake when he was fighting with the monk Bin Ku, his heart moved, so he sat down by the moonlight, coiled a scattered lotus, and the true yuan in his body slowly flowed, so he practiced so defenselessly.

In the woods around him, under the eaves of the meditation room, and in the tall trees behind the courtyard, I don't know how many people are quietly watching themselves......

Yi Tianxing was not worried, because he was looking at the small thatched hut in the back mountain, the small thatched hut that was firmly guarded by the Demon King Kong Circle, and in that small thatched hut lived an old ancestor with divine powers.

He suddenly thought of what Monk Bin Ku said, his eyes gradually narrowed, and his mind was immediately clear, and he wanted to say a few words to the strange old ancestor in the back garden.