Feng Xian finally realized her childishness.

This kind of hard-hearted, murderous, and mountain-crossing monk, he was said to have blackmailed him by human nature, even if he died in front of him, it is estimated that he will smile and say kindly, the donor died beautifully!

Fengxian felt that maybe it was time to run away.

However, how could Feng Xian's thoughts run out of Fahai's thoughts.

As a Buddhist prince, Fahai directly and rudely interrupted Fengxian's thoughts, "Fengxian County is one of the eighty-one difficulties, and it is the only way for my Fahai, everyone in the world knows that if the Yi clan has completed Fengxian County in advance, the poor monks will not go to Fengxian County, then what will the people of the world say about my Fahai?"

Sha Seng said, "People in the world will say that the master is afraid of their Yi clan!"

Fa Hai said, "Yes, so, we have to go to Fengxian County, and we have to go with great fanfare to avenge Zhaoxue, the people of Fengxian County!

Feng Xian was a little panicked, he was already planning to run away now that he had recognized the true face of the holy monk.

The Yi people are just a tiger, the tiger eats the phoenix, although it is ferocious, there are still survivors left.

Fahai is a poisonous snake, if the snake enters this Fengxian County, I am afraid that not a single living mouth will be left.

Feng Xian gritted his teeth and said, "The kindness of the holy monk, Fengxian County has it, you don't have to go to Fengxian County." ”

"How can this be?" Fahai laughed, "I have to go, the refugees of Fengxian County meet my Dongtu Holy Monk Fahai, pray for assistance, and preside over the righteous path, if I Fahai does nothing, if this spreads, what will happen to my Fahai's face?"

Listening to Fahai's words, Sha Seng was a little panicked, Master, is it okay to have a face? Everywhere you go, there is a sea of corpses and blood, at least the whole family will burp, or at worst it will be razed to the ground, and there is no living mouth left at all, what kind of good reputation do you have?

Fahai said in a loud voice while striding on the side, "This time to go to Fengxian County to clear the hatred of Zhaoxue is a rare opportunity for my Buddhism to preach Buddhism, and it is a rare opportunity for the poor monk to expand the reputation of the poor monk in the strange immortal world, and at the same time, Fengxian County will be reborn, and the unfair treatment you have been subjected to by the Yi clan will be rewritten, and the poor monk will make the Yi clan pay, such a good thing with all three perfections, how can you not go?"

Speaking of this, Fahai said categorically, "Go to Fengxian County, you have to go, you have to go, you have to go if you don't go! Moreover, such a good thing, you can't go alone with a poor monk, I remember that there is a master on Yuxu Mountain, who is a Dao Sword Immortal, and the sky is dark, the sun and the moon are dark!"

The sand monk on one side echoed with a very good look, "That's right, master, this sword immortal has fought with the extraterritorial heavenly demons for thousands of years, and he is an out-and-out hot Dao ancient intestine predecessor of my righteous path." ”

"That being the case. Fahai said loudly, "Fengxian donor, please go to Yuxu Mountain, let that sword immortal senior go down the mountain to help the fist, help the poor monk with the power of a sword, destroy the Yi clan, and return you a Huanghuang Taiping in Fengxian County, how about it?"

The words have come to this point, and the strong divine thoughts around Fahai are fluctuating and diffuse, and there is a great sense that if you dare to refuse the poor monk, the poor monk will destroy you, and your soul will be scattered.

Feng Xian finally understood that he had not entered the wolf's den, but the dragon's den, and this bald donkey had simply swallowed and wanted to eat people in one bite!

Feng Xian said with a clear conscience, "Mage, virtuous and respectful, merciful, the little demon is willing to go to Yuxu Mountain to ask the sword fairy to come down the mountain." ”

"Good. "Fahai Dao," After you go, pass on a word by the way, saying that the Demon Spirit Girl is also in Fengxian County, and the Sword Immortal will definitely go down the mountain with you." ”

Feng Xian was a little puzzled, "Holy Monk, what does this mean?"

"Just do what the poor monk says!"

"Yes!"

"The poor monk will give you a ride!"

Feng Xian gasped, lying on the ground, he had never felt such a coercion just now, when the person who learned the scriptures finally leaked out of the threat, he actually felt that the world of divine consciousness was going to collapse, and the whole person was going to be scattered, that kind of powerful divine soul feeling was beyond the imagination of ordinary people!

Perhaps, only such a ruthless person can control Sun Wukong, Sha Wujing, Marshal Tianpeng, and the third prince of Long.

When I opened my eyes, the place I was in was no longer the Wuzhuang view of Wanshou Mountain, but a beautiful mountain and clear water, a bright and beautiful Lingqi rich mountains and rivers, and a big river beside it was sweeping away, which made Fengxian have a little spirit.

Fengxian struggled to get up, scooped up some water, and sprinkled it on his face, as if he had a nightmare, and the back of the monk was deeply imprinted in his heart.

"There are people!"

A figure fell from the sky.

"Introduce yourself, in the breeze! Wanshou Mountain Wuzhuang view the breeze and the breeze of the bright moon!"

Feng Xian glanced up at the person who spoke, the man was dressed in an orthodox robe, his lazy bangs were flying in the wind, his cheeks were shining, and he said, "I, I'm still in Wuzhuangguan!"

"No, it's not!" the man smiled, "This is not Wanshou Mountain, nor is it Wuzhuang Temple, this is Qingfeng Temple, it is my own view, listen to Brother Dao's tone, you are from Wuzhuang Temple?"

Feng Xian looked at Qingfeng Daotong, "That's right. ”

Qingfeng Daotong said with concern, "Dare to ask Brother Dao, how is Wanshou Mountain now?"

Fengxian said, "The demons on Wanshou Mountain have been removed, and even the ginseng fruit tree that has been destroyed and never recovered, and the ancestor has come back to learn the scriptures, everything is too peaceful, by the way, what is your name, are you Qingfeng?

Qingfeng laughed, "Isn't it like that?"

Feng Xian was a little puzzled, "You, why don't you go back to Wanshou Mountain Wuzhuang Temple?" What are you doing here?"

Qingfeng smiled playfully, "What are you going to do when you go back?" The ancestor is not the ancestor of the past, Wanshou Mountain is not the Wanshou Mountain of the past, only I keep the memory of the year, what's the use? Why don't you build a Qingfeng Temple here, the wind blows my face, and the trouble is no more, right?"

Feng Xian had experienced Fahai's rudeness, and at this moment, he looked at the clouds in front of him and the green mountains and green waters, and muttered, "Daomen Xuanzi, Feng Xian has seen a master, compared to that Fahai who is full of benevolence and morality, you are really a master outside the world." ”

Qingfeng heard this, laughed out loud, and while laughing, he pointed to the Taoist temple behind him, "You monster, it's really interesting, the real master is in front of you, you said that people are full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, hypocrisy, and I am a waste hiding here, but you say that I am a real master! That Dongtu holy monk Fahai, I have seen it, a real peerless monk, invincible qualifications, decisive killing, for the purpose of doing anything, compared to me, I don't know how much higher!"

Listening to Qingfeng's words praising Fahai, Feng Xian said unconvinced, "But, he threatened me to let me go to Yuxu Mountain to ask for a sword immortal." ”

"Then you can go!" Qingfeng said with a smile, "The monk has something to say, there must be a plan, and if it is a big deal, you can't hold it!