Somehow, the little golden peacock didn't succeed in teleporting back, which made Zhishan quite puzzled, if the golden little finch was killed, it would be forgivable, but the current situation is clearly trapped somewhere and has been unable to get out, for the golden peacock king with space talent, this is too weird, and it is really incredible.

"Om, Moyuli, Randi, Shapoke!" Seeing that the light of the golden finch was getting dimmer and dimmer, Zhishan once again recited the fundamental mantra of the Peacock Ming King, wanting to help the golden finch.

With the masterpiece of the best Sanskrit, the beam does not disperse, the golden little bird is bright and prosperous, and the originally very vague form is solid again, and it is about to come out.

At this time, somewhere deep in the Tianqiao Pavilion.

"Oops! Brother, my stomach hurts, it's killing me!" The little pig rolled on the spot, its white belly facing the sky, and its four little hooves kicked wildly, moaning endlessly.

Seeing the shape of a golden finch protruding from the belly of the little pig, how could Xiao Chuan not know that something was wrong, and hurriedly urged the Xuanjia technique to protect the little pig's belly and said: "Little pig, open your mouth and spit it out, spit it out!"

With the protection of Xuanjia, the pressure on the little pig's stomach was slightly reduced, and he still panted and said to Xiaochuan: "Brother, brother, this will not hurt so much." I don't throw up, I don't throw up! I can't bear it!"

Xiao Chuan was angry and anxious, and he couldn't wait to pick up the two short fat hind legs of the little pig and pour out the golden finch.

In the hall of Tianqiao Pavilion, the supreme thought moved the mantra to bless the Golden Peacock King, how could the Yuanying Great Monks of Tianqiao Pavilion ignore it.

The great monks of Tianqiao Pavilion usually specialize in the way of refining weapons, and most of their own cultivation is commonplace, but there is a mistake and there is a gain, and the magic weapons of these great monks are not only numerous, but also all of them are high-quality.

In addition, almost all of these great cultivators are fire attribute spirit roots, and under the joint launch of dozens of high-level fire attribute magic weapons, they have become ten thousand flames in front of the supreme good.

"Blue Lotus Demon Fire", "White Bone Ghost Fire", "Nine Dragons Holy Fire", "Tianlan True Fire", "Golden Flame and Blue Fire"...... , Waves after waves of colorful spiritual fires rushed towards the three monks of ten thousand Buddhas layer after layer.

Seeing this situation, the three Yuanying monks of the supreme goodness, sincerity, and faith did not dare to slack off, the Peacock Ming King, the Third Ming King and the Vajra Yaksha Ming King three true bodies, a total of five heads and sixteen arms The magic weapons in their hands flew out together, although the number can not be compared with the magic weapon of the Tianqiao Pavilion monk, but under the blessing of Buddhism Sanskrit sound, it is also quite powerful.

Resisting the harassment of the monks of the Tianqiao Pavilion, this supreme Zen master was finally able to separate his spirit and continue to recite the mantra to help the golden sparrow.

But there is also the magic weapon of the Ten Thousand Saints Purple Gold Bowl on this side of the Tianqiao Pavilion, and the six-character mantra of the Buddha Gate is recited loudly, and the power of the origin of the Buddha is not affected by the Sanskrit sound, directly penetrating the barrier of the true body of the three Ming Kings, and dispersing the power of the blessing of the supreme good.

Zhishan is also a person of great wisdom, knowing the situation in front of him, no matter how persistent he is, it is in vain, so he simply recites the Buddha's name "Amitabha!" Put away the true body of the Peacock Ming King, and sit and watch the golden finch struggle on its own.

Sincerity, faithfulness and goodness are the first of the horses, and they also clasped their hands together, shook their bodies, and received the true bodies of the third king of the Ming and the king of Vajra Yaksha, and stood behind the supreme good with a calm face.

The three monks stopped, and everyone on the side of Tianqiao Pavilion also received the magic weapon.

For a while, the atmosphere in the hall of Tianqiao Pavilion was strange, and everyone's eyes were focused on the half-light and half-dark golden finch in mid-air.

It wasn't until the last bit of golden light on the golden sparrow dissipated and disappeared into the void that everyone in the hall breathed a sigh of relief, and even the supreme good was relieved.

"Supreme Monk, do you Wanfo Mountain treat my Tianqiao Pavilion as nothing?" I don't know when, Pan Jian'an has returned to the hall.

"Amitabha, Tianqiao Pavilion is really a good means! The main city of Pan Pavilion is very deep!" This supreme goodness looked as usual, as if the two sides had never met each other.

"Supreme Master, good cultivation!" Pan Jian'an didn't want to have a head-on conflict with Wanfoshan right now.

The two tacitly agreed, but exchanged a few polite greetings, and the three monks got up to say goodbye.

At this time, somewhere deep in the Tianqiao Pavilion.

Xiao Chuan frowned, staring at the slightly undulating belly of the little pig, for fear that something would happen again.

The little pig was panting and lying on the ground with his back facing the sky, his limbs stretched out, and he posed with a "big" word, which was vaguely a "too" word.

"Piggy, Piggy, Piggy?" Seeing that Piggy was calming down, Kawa began to call out to him tentatively and softly.

"Brother...... Brother!" Xiao Pig glanced at Xiao Chuan weakly, his voice was low, and his breath seemed to be very weak.

Seeing this, Xiao Chuan immediately became furious and shouted, "What's wrong with you, little pig, what's wrong with you?

"Brother, I'm so hungry!"

After listening to the little pig's words, Xiao Chuan almost didn't get angry, but after thinking about it, this is a good thing, which means that the little pig has completely returned to normal, so he completely let go of his heart and looked at the little pig and kept smirking "hehe".

It's just that no one has ever noticed that after the little pig absorbs the energy of the golden little peacock king's true body, it has not been fully refined, and a cloud of spatial power the size of the little finger is temporarily enclosed in a small corner, waiting to germinate.

In the hall of Tianqiao Pavilion, the atmosphere was very solemn, and the core of Tianqiao Pavilion, including the best magic weapon Yuan Shen and all the Yuan Infant Great Monks, gathered together.

"Senior Cui'er, what do you think we should do now?" Pan Jian'an asked cautiously, bowing his waist.

"Pavilion Master Pan, I have already said that this matter is all dispatched by you, I just want you not to let the Tianqiao Pavilion make senseless sacrifices!" Cui'er said lightly without sadness or joy.

Cui'er paused for a moment, lowered her head and bit her lip and pondered for a moment before staring at Pan Jian'an with big moist eyes and said, "I also want you to ensure the safety of Brother Xiaochuan and Little Pig, this kind of thing must not happen again today!"

Today's sudden outburst of the best monk of Wanfoshan was completely unexpected by Pan Jian'an, and he was caught off guard and almost disrupted all the deployments of Tianqiao Pavilion.

Although the most virtuous and fruitless returned, but the mustard has been planted, and I am afraid that there will be more precautions against what Tianqiao Pavilion is planning, so Pan Jian'an has been anxious, and he doesn't know how to explain to the eighteen best magic weapons Yuan Shen.

Fortunately, the pillar of Tianqiao Pavilion, the ground-level magic weapon Tianfeng Cuizhu Cui'er girl did not pursue it, as for other small requests, Pan Jian'an naturally had no reason to disobey.

Pan Jian'an thought for a while, turned to Ruixiang and bowed and said: "Ruixiang senior, the disciple sees that you have always been quite close to that Zhang Xiaochuan, so it is better to ask the seniors to protect them for one or two!"