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Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yu Min's sleeve robe shook, and a wooden bird the size of half a zhang flew out, jumped over, and landed on the back of the wooden bird.

"Whew-" As the wooden bird flapped its wings, two whirlwinds were set off on the spot, and when I looked again, the wooden bird had already flown out a few feet.

"Where to go!" the lama could not allow her to escape, as soon as she pinched the trick, the lotus phantom suddenly appeared under her feet, and she was about to catch up.

However, the next moment, the lama had to stop the pursuit, his body tilted, and with a "whoosh-" sound, the sound of breaking the sky sounded, and a spear flew almost against his scalp, and it was the Seventh Prince who intervened to stop it.

Seeing Yu Min fleeing, Brother Jinnah couldn't stay still, his eyes flickered, and he quickly slapped a talisman on his body, and then fled into the distance, in the opposite direction from Yu Min.

The two lamas who had besieged Yu Min looked at each other, and then abandoned Yu Min and chased after Brother Jinnah, not surprisingly, everyone likes to pinch soft persimmons, and lamas are no exception.

A quarter of an hour later, dozens of miles away from Xiao Gu, with a roar, the momentum of the Yuanying puppet that had been trying to resist suddenly dropped and shrank rapidly.

As soon as he fled here, the face of the seventh prince with a sound of blood was immediately extremely pale, knowing that this was due to the exhaustion of the spirit stone that drove the puppet, although he still had a high-grade spirit stone on his body, but at this time, the Holy Wheel Dharma King and the three lamas were eyeing each other, how could he have time to replace the spirit stone?

"That's it, it's good for her to escape!" the seventh prince muttered, not knowing what to think, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's just that it's cheap!"

"Poof-" The Zen staff passed through his body, and large strands of blood gushed out.

At the moment when the seventh prince was about to fall, he saw a light flying, a lama riding on a white tiger, and a person in his hand, that person seemed to be ......

"Haha...... He...... Like me...... I can't get her ......" A smile flashed at the corner of the originally depressed Seventh Prince's mouth, as if he was very happy, and then the sky spun around for a while, and he fell to the ground.

"Bang-" The sound of the heavy object falling to the ground, Wan Qingping was thrown to the ground by the young lama like a dead dog, and at this time there was a white bone ring on each of his collarbones, and the bone ring shimmered slightly

Damn, this bald donkey, if Grandpa Wan escapes this catastrophe, you will be good-looking! Wan Qingping cursed viciously in his heart.

In this case, there is no need to say anything, he was not an opponent in the previous battle, he was captured alive by the young lama, and the bone ring on the collarbone seemed to have the effect of imprisoning mana, and at this time, no mana could be raised.

"Senior Brother Gemozhi, what are you doing with his life, just kill him!" a lama master glanced at Wan Qingping and said viciously.

"His Holiness said that he should be detained, not killed!" said the young lama lightly.

Hearing these words, the Holy Wheel Dharma King was slightly stunned, and then he remembered that he had indeed said detention instead of killing, and was about to say something, but he saw the captured monk crawling and crawling near him, "Bang, bang, bang!" kowtow like pounding garlic, and shouted in his mouth: "The Buddha spares his life, the Buddha is merciful! The small one has a major intelligence report!".

At this time, Wan Qingping's face was flattering, how could he still have the image of a half-cent Jindan monk?

"What information do you have?" said the Holy Wheel Dharma King as he temporarily put away his killing intent and said in a light tone.

"Buddha, there is a fierce conflict between nobles and commoners within the Mumba monks...... Wan Qingping did not miss any chance to live, and on the way to his detention, he has been thinking about how to impress these lamas, who have always been at odds with the monks of the grassland, and must be interested in the turbulent situation in the grassland.

"Really?" King the Holy Wheel also knew about the contradictions between the grassland monks, but he didn't expect it to be so serious, and he immediately became interested.

"Don't dare to deceive the Buddha, the small one gathered a group of Jiuli bandits' subordinates on the grassland, and a few months ago, a Jindan monk from a civilian background also reached an agreement with the small one to help the small one attack the noble monk's property......" Seeing that the Holy Wheel Dharma King was interested in this, Wan Qingping was overjoyed in his heart, as if he saw the hope of survival, and even said the agreement with Taiur.

Several lamas looked at this "traitor" who betrayed his fellow people with disdain, although as lamas, he wished that all Mumba monks were such soft bones, but it did not prevent them from hating this kind of person.

At this moment, a ray of light flew from the direction of Xiaogu, and a lama master fell to the ground, and with a bang, a large number of items flew out of a Bodhi leaf, including magic weapons, spirit stones, and some materials.

"Your Holiness, this is all the captures in this battle!" the lama said respectfully to His Holiness the Holy Wheel.

Wan Qingping, who was anxiously waiting for the verdict, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said: "Buddha, the little one still has one more thing to tell!"

"What's the matter?" "The Holy Wheel Dharma King still looked so faint.

Wan Qingping didn't dare to talk to people about the conditions now, even if he didn't say it, as long as this Dharma King searched for his soul, he would know everything, so he didn't dare to hide it, and pointed to one of the messy items with his hand: "Buddha, that thing is the deputy seal of the Fengtian Seal used by the Great Khan of Mumba back then, and it is said that this thing is used together with the edict scroll, which can open the passage of the Flying Twist Tomb and make people enter! This time, the little one came with people, and it was precisely for this thing!"

"Fengtian Seal?" the Holy Wheel Dharma King waved his hand, and when he looked at it again, he had already rolled the wooden box containing the Fengtian Seal into his hand.

"Buddha, the edict scroll is now in the hands of the golden family, if the Buddha lets go of the small one, the small one is willing to contact the Buddha!" There are a lot of rare Buddhist things in the Flying Twist Tomb, this group of bald donkeys should not turn a blind eye to this, right? Wan Qingping thought secretly......

Huh, there doesn't seem to be Yumin's magic weapon in it, could it be that this little girl escaped?

While he was thinking like this, the Holy Wheel Dharma King was also silent, the information of the Mumba Grassland was nothing, as long as he inquired carefully, he could always get it.

The matter of the Flying Twist Tomb is different, others don't know, as a high-level lama, he knows that the last time the Flying Twist Tomb was opened, the lamas found a small medicine garden inside, which has three purple gold bamboos known as the sacred bamboo of Buddhism, but this small medicine garden is extremely powerful, coupled with the grassland monks on the side, which eventually leads to failure.

If what the person in front of him said is true, it may not be impossible to contact the Golden Family to share this Fengtian Seal and the Vice-Seal, and the next time the Flying Twist Tomb is opened, as long as there are a few more lamas, maybe it will be possible to take out the purple golden bamboo.

Let's just leave this person alive for the time being, and as for how to make a final decision, let Senior Brother Tashi worry about it!

However, looking at this person's eyes flickering from time to time, he is not like an honest person, and he has to take precautions.

Thinking of this, he immediately flicked his fingers, and a red light flew out.

Seeing the red mangs coming, Wan Qingping couldn't help but feel like a dead man, didn't he say that he would kill the old bald donkey?

(Hey - I didn't open the gold finger, Wan someone still has to beg for mercy at a low level, and it's strange to be the protagonist to this extent, this one has been finalized, and this will not be the case in the next book, it's much cooler!)

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