Shui Hengying was still studying the secret passage switch, but the secret passage automatically opened, and an old monk with a white face and beard came out, and asked directly, "Amitabha, I don't know why the donor came here to disturb people's cultivation?

"Where is Zhang Yan going, you call Zhang Yan out for me." Shui Hengying wiped the tears on her face and said directly.

"Amitabha, there is no man with this name in the local area, please forgive the female benefactor." The monk saluted, and several monks also walked out behind him.

Shui Hengying also regained her composure, thinking that her husband should be coming out soon, so she took the handkerchief she carried with her and wiped her face.

The handkerchief had long been soaked with sweat, but it was still okay to wipe off the mud, and after tidying up his body again, he performed the maid salute and forced a smile to himself: "His name is Zhang Yong here, and he asked the master to call him out."

The other monks couldn't help but change their faces when they looked at the sorted Shui Hengying, their breathing became thicker, and even a few of their eyes were a little red.

The old monk's face changed, and he directly poured out the method of clear sound and said, "The guard has escaped into the empty door, so the donor should please go back."

When the several monks behind him heard this, their eyes also returned to clarity, and their bodies directly dispersed into a fan, and they walked towards Shui Hengying.

I saw that they were extremely fast, and they walked in front of Shui Hengying in an instant.

At this time, a person flew out of the secret passage: "Hahahaha, Water Girl, I'm right, right? Your concubine is right here, isn't she?"

"Jiang Hao, why did you come out?" A monk suddenly asked.

"Senior Brother Nine, how about leaving this superb product to you after I finish playing?" Jiang Hao said directly.

"You-" The old monk questioned with a word.

Jiang Hao directly interrupted: "The Sunflower Treasure Book that made the entire rivers and lakes fight for blood a hundred years ago is here, and the Great Grandfather ordered the Red Leaf Zen Master to destroy it, but there are still copies to keep, and there is even more inheritance here."

Shui Hengying is so smart, this kind of secret was directly said by him, that is to let these monks leave her completely, and hurriedly looked around, but did not see the person who was thinking about it, and felt a sense of loss in his heart.

Let me go and watch these monks cleanse their faces with Shui Hengying, the artistic conception of the sunflower treasure book on their bodies has gradually changed towards evil.

And as Shui Hengying's expression changed, looking forward to it, being afraid, and even more pitiful, some people couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to pounce directly, but they were stopped by the old monk.

The old monk also cultivated the Sunflower Treasure Book, but it seems that he has just learned, and the sunflower artistic conception in his body is not large, and he is still a little clear.

The other monks were not necessarily, but they saw that the madness in their eyes was even worse, and the artistic conception was even more chaotic than their own madness, and their breathing became short.

Shui Hengying ran around overnight, sweating profusely, and the pear blossoms that cried before brought rain, during which the helplessness made people feel distressed, and with her beautiful appearance, it was even more charming.

After a while, only the sound of breathing echoed in the wilderness, and even the birds not far away were startled.

Shui Hengying was also frightened, and just wanted to leave, but saw that several monks' figures had become ghostly, and they had already been distributed around him almost instantly.

"Senior brothers, please rest assured, the younger brother will not eat alone quietly this time, he will definitely do things in front of the big guy, although Wangmei does not quench his thirst, but Shengjin can also comfort the loneliness." Jiang Hao walked directly into the circle, and even began to untie his belt.

The other monks' eyes turned red when they heard this, and their mouths involuntarily let out excited roars, and even the old monk's breathing became a lot thicker.

To Ren Wuxing's surprise, in just a moment, nearly a few people came out of the secret passage, some were older, some were young, but they were all feminine on their faces, and they were obviously all cultivators of the Sunflower Treasure Book.

Shui Hengying watched the black crowd come up, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, but there were also a few monks behind him who came directly.

Hurriedly took out a small ball from his arms and threw it directly to the ground.

A monk's speed is very fast, and between the rise and fall of the rabbit, there is a sea fishing moon directly, this thing only emits a little smoke, and then it is weak.

Let me see this, even more surprised, if

If I don't use silk, I'm afraid the biggest outbreak will be at this speed.

The others are not as good as him, but they are also ghostly, and their speed is not slow.

And there is a steady stream of people coming out, and let me go not only began to wonder how many people are there, but also understood a little in my heart.

"Legend has it that no one has successfully cultivated in the Sunflower Treasure Book for three hundred years, so they used the crowd tactic? Do you keep studying this martial art?"

"So are these people experiments? I don't know what their qualifications are, but so many people are in such a state, and they are obviously on the wrong path." Looking at these people, I couldn't help but think of the movie I had seen in my previous life in which the virus was raging, and I couldn't help but shudder.

"It seems that the sword technique of warding off evil is the most perfect, directly reducing the evil thought part, strengthening the desire part, combined with the treatment of the palace, but turning the demon into the Tao, the Sunflower Treasure Book of the Sun Moon God Sect is actually quite difficult to get started, I don't know if the East Undefeated has been modified and improved in the future."

"On the contrary, this original version of the Sunflower Treasure Book cannot break the level of desire, and in this life, you can only be subject to this martial art for life, and even become inhuman and ghostly, and become a slave of desire."

Ren Xing looked at this chaotic scene, and sighed in his heart, this group of monks is not a ghost, and the number is definitely not something that ordinary forces can have, it seems that it must be the handiwork of those two temples.

And Zhenguo Dongchan Temple didn't feel it at all, but Shui Hengying came out of Putian Shaolin Temple, he also understood who was the main reason, and hurriedly looked towards the venue.

Jiang Hao saw the smoke bomb, but he was angry, he let this stinky girl use this trick last time, but he didn't expect to almost fall on this trick this time.

Directly reached out and took out a large bag of things from his arms, slapped it away, and saw countless powders constantly tumbling between his hands, directly showing the appearance of smoke.

I saw him laugh wildly and said, "Today I will help everyone, this is the treasure medicine treasured by the younger brother, have an uncovered assembly, and we will go to Elysium together."

The other monks looked at the smoke with some expectation, some fear, and even a little disgust, but their bodies involuntarily took a few steps forward, and then took a step or two back.

The old monk was also taken aback, nodded to himself a few times, and directly used the Buddha Gate to roar, "Don't, all the disciples follow me to recite the Diamond Sutra."

Jiang Hao didn't care, slapped his palms violently, and said directly, "Scatter."

Between the lightning and flint, this smoke shrouded the crowd and drifted everywhere with the wind.

"If I heard it, for a while, the Buddha was in the garden of solitude in the garden of solitude, and the great monks were ......," the old monk recited aloud again.

These monks began to suck the powder around them, and the artistic conception in their bodies exploded, and their eyes were completely captivated by desire.