"Hiss."

The three-headed snake protected in the phantom of the golden bowl kept spitting snake letters, and his eyes were full of resentment.

It was originally an exotic dragon species, and it had no blood connection with the native true dragons. Its character has the defect of "being too blind first, not bending and misbehaving, and committing precepts and fighting", but it is naturally close to Buddhism.

It is rumored that his bloodline ancestor once surrounded the seven turns of Shakya with his body under the Bodhi tree, leading the head of the Buddha to protect the Buddha.

Then Shakya became a Buddha, with immeasurable merits, and entered the eight heavenly dragons.

Most of its descendants are also worshipped by the temple, eliminating the troubles of many senior monks in the temple.

And right now, this three-headed snake, don't look at its strength, but it supported the cultivation of the ancestor of the Luohan Monastery back then, and its status was quite high.

Qiu Ping's words made the three-headed snake extremely angry.

"Donor, this snake is the protector of my Buddhism, and I'm afraid the Shinto can't control it." The monk's gaze remained the same, he had already proven himself an arhat, not to mention the little loach at the moment, even if it was the entire Changning County, he would not take it in his eyes.

"Little loach, what kind of thing are you Shinto? I will repay this hatred in the future! The only remaining head of the three-headed snake raised and looked at Qiu Ping.

It itself is a creature between divinity and beastliness, and now it has suffered a great loss, and its beastliness have suppressed divinity.

"Really? Then I'll tell you today, what is Shinto? ”

At this moment, a somewhat muffled voice sounded, and when it said the last word, the water of the entire cave surged up, and a group of little monsters were stacked at the bottom of the pool like stacked arhats, looking so pitiful.

"Boom."

The entire upper part of the cave was directly shaken out by a terrifying force, and the sunlight from the outside world shone in, exposing the darkness here to the outside world at a glance.

On a boulder not far away, there stood an old man with turtle armor and white hair.

It was Hebo.

Qiu Ping breathed a sigh of relief, after the lesson of the fat catfish last time, he learned from the pain, even if it was a stable task, he tried to be as stable as possible.

This time when he entered the lair of the [Dragon King Society], he asked the little carp to report in advance.

If there is any situation, there is also a response.

No, I used it.

At the moment, this old monk who suddenly appeared, Qiu Ping really couldn't take it himself.

"Uzeirihan, but you're going to fight?" He Bo's eyes fell on the body of the monk's phantom, and the qi around his body surged, and the water of the entire Fu River was surging, as if he was accumulating water potential.

"This snake used to protect the Dharma for me, and today I should solve it for it. This is cause and effect, and I cannot let it. The monk's tone remained calm.

"That's a, the old man is going to kill an Arhat today...... The avatar of playing. "Hebo, don't look at him as a lazy old man on weekdays, he really fights, and his temper is extremely hot.

Qiu Ping looked at Hebo with a look of admiration, although the old man usually called himself, this is true!

With Hebo's anger, the turbulent water of the Fu River rose, and there was a palpitating smell in the entire Changning County.

Although his status is not as good as that of Chenghuang, his combat power is definitely the first.

"Little loach, blow the horn and shake people, let's fight with the bald donkey today! I don't believe in evil, there are still forces in Changning County that are not under our control! Turn around and level the Luohan Monastery! He Bo threw a dark horn to Qiu Ping.

Qiu Ping hurriedly turned into a god-like body and caught it.

"Remember, blow nine times, we're out today." He Bo rolled up his sleeves, blew his beard and glared.

"Oh, okay." Qiu Ping nodded, immediately puffed up his cheeks, and blew hard.

This horn was extremely heavy, and when he took a breath, a thick voice came out of it, but it spread throughout Fuhe and even Changning County at a firm and rapid speed.

In the Chenghuang Yamen of Changning County, all the civil and military officials, including Chenghuang, raised their heads one after another and looked in the direction of the horn.

This is a wartime clarion call. It will only be blown when it encounters a great enemy.

"All the gods, yin soldiers, and shrimp soldiers and crabs will quickly gather and head to Huangzhong Mountain." Chenghuang put down his Chinese book, and as soon as the horn sounded, he entered a wartime state.

"Woohoo." The horn sounded one after another, and in the blink of an eye, it sounded five times.

Hearing so many noises, Chenghuang's face also changed.

Because the degree of urgency is calculated according to the number of sounds, the more sounds, the higher the degree of urgency.

If it really reached the ninth ring, its sound would go straight into the ears of the Dragon King, and in the end, even the Ming Ling King and the Dragon King would have to ask.

"It's a good fortune for Uzer Arhat to allow us to use the entire Divine Dao power of Changning County to surround and kill, and it's the first one in these hundreds of years." The sound of the trumpet in the ears of Hebo was as if he had heard some moving music.

"Little loach, speaking of which, we have really had a lot of dealings with Buddhism recently. You may not know that when our Mingling King was refining the Abi Hell, he found a lot of Buddhist treasures in the hell, and I don't know which great monk left them. He turned his head again and spoke to the little loach that was blowing his horn vigorously.

Originally, the illusory monk's face had already changed a little, and when he heard Hebo's words, his expression was even more stiff.

The matter of the Abi Hell is itself the layout of Buddhism, which has killed countless Shinto gods in the world. But in the end, he turned around and was taken advantage of by King Mingling, taking away an entire hell.

Now the relationship between Shinto and Buddhism is very tense, and this Qipin Hebo is also a madman, so he has to intensify this matter to this point.

also blew nine horns in a row, this is really going to be endless.

He already had a retreat in his heart, not because he was afraid of these gods in Changning County, but because he was worried that he would become the fuse for the complete merger of the two forces, and the cause and effect he would suffer would be too great.

I'm afraid that even with the realm will have to retreat, and even be forced to reincarnate.

"Amitabha." Countless thoughts and calculations flashed through Uzearhan's heart, and finally he let out a long sigh and dissipated into a flood of golden light.

"Woo......" Qiu Ping held his cheeks and was about to blow out the eighth blow.

He Bo slapped him on the head, snatched the horn over, and wiped the saliva from it.

"Okay, okay, if you blow it again, Long Jun will really hear it." Hebo put away the horn, and he was out of the way today, but he scared the monk away.

"Hebo is mighty!"

Qiu Ping smiled shyly and slapped a sycophant.

"Alright, go back and deal with this snake properly, damn, I used the wartime horn today, and I have to write a document to the boss to explain the reason." Hebo looked unhappy, he was a big old man, and the most annoying thing was to write these documents.

"Okay." Qiu Ping turned his head, a small black face sank into the shadows, and looked at the three-headed snake with a cruel smile.

The three-headed snake's heart is cold, this monk is too unreliable, so he also sheltered you from the wind and rain before, and you just ran away?

Take me one too!