As soon as his spell approached the bed, it suddenly froze.

There seems to be an invisible wall separating the charm from the bed.

Master Qingyun once again offered a spell.

The spell once again stalled in front of the bed.

When Master Qingyun was horrified in his heart, a male voice sounded faintly.

"Such a clumsy spell dares to be played in front of me?"

The voice was cold, cold, and undisguised with contempt.

It seems that Master Qingyun is mortal dust and soil, and he is an immortal on the moon.

High and low opinions.

Master Qingyun subconsciously waved out all the charms on his body.

Countless spells were blocked from the bed by invisible walls.

With Ji Wuchen's chuckle, he turned into powder.

Master Qingyun's heart ached, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Ji Wuchen slowly sat up holding the unconscious Xiao Yanbao.

Sure that her daughter was not worried about her life for the time being, Ji Wuchen's anger was much lighter.

But it still made Master Qingyun extremely jealous.

Ji Wuchen's face was pale, there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, his entire lips looked red, his black hair was draped behind his head, and his eyes were cold and cruel.

There is even a slight yin qi around him......

He didn't believe it when he said it wasn't a ghost.

But if you look closely, it doesn't look like a ghost.

Master Qingyun had never been so speechless to himself at this moment.

He is a dignified monk in Xiangguo Temple, but he can't tell the existence of the good-looking ghost animals in front of him for a while, whether he is a human or not?

If this gets out......

Master Qingyun's heart hurt so much that he didn't feel any more pain.

"You ......"

Ji Wuchen's eyes were cold.

There is an indescribable sense of oppression in his eyes.

"Ji Wuchen!"

Master Qingyun stumbled.

If you hadn't held on to the door frame in time, you might have knelt directly in front of the bed.

"Hidden World...... Ji family? ”

Ji Wuchen has no feelings for the Ji family.

In particular, his daughter seems to be using threads to remove the curse that has existed on his forehead since birth, and he has no scruples.

"What Ji family? I'm just Yanbao's daddy! ”

Master Qingyun: "......"

So this person is not a ghost or a ghost, but he is Gu Yanbao's father?

That's why Gu Yanbao is so ...... Terror?

Master Qingyun, who was originally very excited about the Ji family's visit as promised, fell to the bottom at this time.

This was completely different from what he thought.

When the ancestor was seated, he repeatedly told him that he would abide by the agreement with the hermit Ji family.

If someone from the Ji family enters the world in the future, everything will be done according to the will of the Ji family.

The hermit Ji family has always taken it as its mission to eliminate demons and defend the road.

Therefore, there is nothing wrong with them Xiangguo Temple following the instructions of the ancestor and following the Ji family.

The avenues are connected, and the goals are the same.

Can ...... now

Master Qingyun is not calm.

Take a few steps back in a row.

Then he turned around and ran.

Ji Wuchen: "......"

Ji Wuchen glanced at the ashes scattered by the cold wind, and his eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Sangkokuji Temple is really ...... One generation is not as good as the next! ”

Master Qingyun who didn't go far: "......"

Master Qingyun is really aggrieved.

And the collapse of the Daxiong Treasure Hall definitely has something to do with the father and daughter who are not like people in his meditation room.

After running away, Master Qingyun quickly turned back again.

"Ji ...... Childe, what you said, the poor monk disagreed! ”

Ji Wuchen looked at him faintly.

"Master is declaring war on me?"

Master Qingyun shook his head very realistically when he thought of the other party's lack of movement, and the image of all the charms he had sacrificed turned into ashes.

"It's not!"

Ji Wuchen hugged his daughter into his arms again, making her more comfortable.

"That is to recognize Xiangguoji as a generation, not as good as a generation!"

Master Qingyun: "......"

Ji Wuchen suddenly hooked his lips.

Master Qingyun subconsciously felt that it was not good.

Ji Wuchen had already spoken lightly, obviously his expression was very light, but the murderous aura in the entire meditation room was clear.

"The master just wanted to kill my daughter?"

Master Qingyun flatly denied it.

"Nope! No! You are mistaken! ”

Ji Wuchen stared at him with interest.

"What is that trying to do?"

Only then did Master Qingyun remember the purpose of his search.

"Ji Gongzi, your daughter...... She has a very strong yin and evil aura on her body, and the poor monk ......"

Ji Wuchen interrupted him directly.

"That's my daughter, too! Like me, I like to raise some small pets that have no yang energy. ”

Master Qingyun: "......"

It's the first time he's met someone who talks about something so fresh and refined!

Isn't there no yang qi and yin qi?

Master Qingyun took a deep breath, and the topic went straight to the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

"The Daxiong Treasure Hall of Xiangguo Temple was collapsed by Ji Gongzi and Yanbao?"

Ji Wuchen waved his sleeves, and the black and white bones were waved out by him.

"It's them!"

Black and white: "......"

The master's pot is really big and round!

Master Qingyun: "......"

He thought that Ji Wuchen tried his best to deny it.

I didn't expect him to admit it so happily, and by the way, he threw the culprit out directly.

The collapse of the Daxiong Treasure Hall is extraordinary, and he must give an explanation to the host and nephew.

Master Qingyun intuitively felt that the two skeletons of the black paint and Bai Sensen in front of him were behind the blame, but there was no evidence, so he could only retreat.

At least not empty-handed, right?

And the strength of the surname Ji is unfathomable, and it is not a good temperament to look at.

If you are not completely sure, don't match it yet.

Avoid greater losses in Xiangguoji Temple.

Master Qingyun pursed his lips and folded his hands.

"In that case, the poor monk will take them back to be punished!"

Black and white: "......"

Black Bone wanted to speak, but White Bone pulled it.

When Master Qingyun gathered his strength in the palm of his hand and was about to trap the two ghost things, his power fell on the two ghost things and he retracted in horror.

He almost burst into foul language.

"They ......"

Ji Wuchen didn't speak, and the black bones spoke gloomily.

"Master, our brothers have shown their faces in front of Yan Jun, and now they are waiting in line for the assessment of Yan Jun of the Underworld, but as long as our hands are stained with bloody karma, no matter where we are, our souls will be scattered."

The Daxiong Hall is an important place for Buddhism.

There is also the protection of the ancestors of Tiangang righteousness.

It was these two ghost things that showed their faces in front of Yan Jun, and it was very likely that they would become the envoys of the underworld, and they could not touch the majesty of the Buddha statue in the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

But they're gone!

Ji Wuchen fooled him!

Master Qingyun looked at Ji Wuchen with a black face.

"Ji Gongzi, you ......"

Ji Wuchen's eyes were dark, and he looked over.

"They admit they did it."

Black Bone White Bone: "...... Be! Master, it was we who ruined the Daxiong Treasure Palace! ”

Master Qingyun: "...... They were afraid of the golden light of the Mahavira Treasure Hall, and they didn't dare to approach half a minute at all. ”

Ji Wuchen: "They admit that they did it!" ”

Black bones and white bones: "Master, it was really us who destroyed the Daxiong Treasure Palace!" We went crazy and wanted to challenge ourselves! ”

Master Qingyun: "......"

He thought he would take a step back and open the sky!

As a result, he couldn't take away the ghost things thrown by Ji Wuchen, a bastard.

Because these two ghost things have the mark of the underworld.

Buddhism in the world does not touch the things of the underworld.

Unless you really want to visit Jizo Bodhisattva early.

He took a step back, almost closing himself!

Master Qingyun rarely broke the gong, and rushed away angrily.

The Zen staff poked on the ground and cracked.

Soon disappeared silently.

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