Wan Sheng received the grace of the three monks of the Ten Thousand Buddhas to relieve the siege, and it was difficult to shirk it, so he had to bring the three great monks of Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain, Zhishan, Zhixin, and returned to Tianqiao Pavilion together.

The appearance of the three monks of the Ten Thousand Buddhas was expected by Pan Jian'an, so he did not seem in a hurry, and immediately led all the Yuanying monks of Tianqiao Pavilion to greet him outside the mountain gate, but the magic weapons and gods did not come forward, and they were only accompanied by the Great Monk of All Saints alone.

"The Supreme Master came to visit in person, the old man was disappointed, and I hope that the master will forgive his sins!" "The Supreme Perfection is not only a profound cultivator, but also a great monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant with Pan Jian'an, and as the first one in the Precept Hall in Wanfo Mountain, his status is really not low, so Pan Jian'an does not dare to hold it up, and he is very enthusiastic.

"Amitabha, the Pavilion Master of Pan tortured the old man, the old man came uninvited, and asked the Pavilion Master to forgive the sins!"

The two looked at each other, and at the same time, they smiled and walked into Tianqiao Pavilion hand in hand.

In the main hall of Tianqiao Pavilion, sandalwood lingers, but it still can't hide the faint fragrance of a few cups of spiritual tea, which is obviously a very precious variety.

Zhishan took a sip of spiritual tea and smiled, making all the Tianqiao Pavilion monks feel like a spring breeze, showing the extraordinaryness of Buddhist monks.

Zhishan clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, donors, today Lao Qu came on behalf of Wanfo Mountain, which is really to achieve the great cause of subduing demons and eliminating demons, aiming to clear my Qianzhou Langlang Qiankun." ”

"Thinking that the evil ghost mountain is doing evil cultivation, violating the way of heaven and killing living beings, countless Taoist friends fall under the hands of these scum every year, which is really the first big trouble for my Qianzhou cultivators! Ninety years ago, more than 1,000 Taoist friends from the Lan family of Lingquan Mountain were all trained by the monks of Evil Ghost Mountain, and the spiritual spring that has been passed down for thousands of years has been extracted and refined, and Lingquan Mountain, the land of abundance, has been barren ever since. Sixty years ago......"

This good old monk spit lotus flowers in his mouth, and only said that the sky was falling, which made everyone in Tianqiao Pavilion feel the same and excited.

Only Pan Jian'an sneered: "The oral knowledge in the six senses of this Buddhism is really good, although these things are basically true, but which cultivator on this immortal path is not covered with blood on his hands, although Wan Foshan rarely takes it, it also does not do tricky things!"

Pan Jian'an couldn't help the demagogy of the supreme monk, and said with a smile: "This hall is dim and unclear, and it is inconvenient for the supreme master to discuss the Tao, I will take care of it with everyone!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and a glass lamp burst through the air.

This lamp was octagonal and angular, and the hall was brightly lit, and the Tianqiao Pavilion Yuanying Monks who were still indignant just now were in good spirits, and they realized that they had been unknowingly controlled by people just now.

This octagonal glass lamp is also a medium-grade magic weapon, the most calming and calming the mind, resisting the invasion of external demons, Pan Jian'an uses it to assist in cultivation on weekdays, to prevent going mad, and today it is also just right to resist the demonic words and bewitchment of the best.

Seeing that the plan was destroyed, Zhishan didn't think about it, but still looked at everyone with a smile, showing the cultivation of the Buddhist master.

Pan Jian'an smiled and said: "The Evil Ghost Mountain has been entrenched in Qianzhou for many years, this pavilion is a small business alliance, the strength is low, and he has nothing to do with it. Since the master is compassionate and compassionate, with a bodhisattva heart, he is willing to stand out for the common people in the world, my Tianqiao Pavilion is naturally willing to take out 10,000 high-grade spars to help Wan Foshan!"

Pan Jian'an avoided the important and light, knowing that the old monk and drunkard did not mean to drink, but set up a ecstasy array.

The supreme good "Ha Lu Ha" Da Lu smiled and said: "Amitabha, why should the Lord of Pan Pavilion be too humble, who in the world does not know that the great monks of Tianqiao Pavilion are profoundly cultivated, and the magic weapon is full of gods, and there are eighteen Halloween masters who are in charge of the legend for thousands of years! Wanfo Mountain is willing to form an alliance with Tianqiao Pavilion to fight against the Evil Ghost Mountain together!"

Pan Jian'an hurriedly said: "The master said that he was joking, Wan Sheng and other seniors are temporarily living in my Tianqiao Pavilion, how dare I and other juniors be easily annoyed! Tianqiao Pavilion is lonely, specializing in refining business, and does not dare to get involved in disputes easily, please forgive me!"

Seeing Pan Jian'an shirking in every possible way, Zhishan couldn't hold his breath and said: "Amitabha, since the Pan Pavilion Lord is dedicated to business, then the old man will negotiate a deal with the Pavilion Master, recently I heard that Tianqiao Pavilion got a magic treasure mountain and river bag, I Wanfoshan is willing to give 10,000 high-grade spars to buy it, I hope Pan Pavilion Master will not shirk again!"

Pan Jian'an said with a smile: "The master said that he laughed, the dignified Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain took care of my Tianqiao Pavilion business, how could this pavilion have a reason to shirk, but you have also seen it, the evil ghost mountain besieged my Tianqiao Pavilion, and it is also for this mountain and river trick, and I also ask the masters of Wanfo Mountain to persuade the evil ghost mountain to give up the competition, and my Tianqiao Pavilion is willing to offer the little trick with both hands!"

The smile on the face of the most virtuous old monk gradually solidified, and he changed color and shouted: "Amitabha, the master of the Pan Pavilion should not go his own way, when he besieged the Tianqiao Pavilion by the Evil Ghost Mountain, don't blame the Ten Thousand Buddha Mountains for not being able to take care of each other!"

Pan Jian'an said-for-tat: "At that time, Tianqiao Pavilion had no choice but to hand over the mountains and rivers to the Evil Ghost Mountain, and please ask the master not to blame!"

When he encountered Pan Jian'an, a character who did not enter the oil and salt, Zhishan also had a headache, so he had to ask calmly: "Since the Pavilion Master Pan is in trouble, and Wanfoshan doesn't have to be reluctant, how about asking the Pavilion Master to send the technician who refines the mountains and rivers to Wanfoshan to help refine the weapon?"

"Master, don't you know, a few days ago, I sneaked into a tyrannical demon beast with strength against the sky in the refining workshop of Tianqiao Pavilion, and many craftsmen were unfortunately killed at that time, and this technician was among them!" Pan Jian'an looked sad.

Pan Jian'an's words were false and true, half-truths and half-truths, and he expected that Wan Foshan must have ears and eyes on his side at that time, and he must have noticed such a big movement.

This supreme good listened to Pan Jian'an's words, and really became uncertain.

Pan Jian'an was silent, secretly proud in his heart.

Sandalwood is swirling, and the hall is silent, only the light of the octagonal glass lamp flickering and flickering, fluctuating.

This supreme monk suddenly folded his hands, and the golden body of the Peacock King appeared behind him, and he recited the fundamental mantra of the Peacock King in his mouth: "Om, Mo Yuli, Emperor Ranlan, Sha Po Ke!"

After the mantra was recited, the golden body of the Peacock King fell on the body of the supreme monk, showing a head and four arms, holding a lotus, a juyuan fruit, an auspicious fruit, and a peacock tail, and straddled the true body of the golden peacock king's Buddha mother, the golden peacock king, and the esoteric deity of the king.

This golden peacock king has the ability to have spatial supernatural powers, and without waiting for everyone to react, he walked out of the hall as if he had entered a no-man's land, and patrolled around Tianqiao Pavilion.

The people of Tianqiao Pavilion never imagined that the three of Zhishan were alone, and they dared to have a sudden attack in the headquarters of Tianqiao Pavilion, and they were unguarded and were succeeded by Zhishan.

Zhishan's move can be described as extremely rude, but he has no fear, and said with a smile: "Pavilion Master Pan has always exaggerated his words, and the old man has to explore it himself. ”

At this time, Tianqiao Pavilion was somewhere.

Xiao Chuan is concentrating on the method of treasure refining, and he is completely unaware of the dangers ahead.