As soon as the words fell, Tianpeng's brain suddenly went blank, and he looked at the old monk blankly, he was about to say something, he immediately felt dizzy, and then the whole person fell on the futon without any strength.

Looking at Yang Jian and Xiaobai again, they also fell on the table weakly with their hands and feet, looking poisoned.

"You ......"

Tianpeng was shocked, but because he had no strength, he could only lie on the ground in horror and look at the old monk with a kind face, and his eyes were about to erupt with fire.

"Huh, angry?"

The old monk Fazhen smiled slightly, picked up the teacup and shook it: "This tea is brewed from the silk leaves of the demon spider, and it is collected from the Longling Demon Cave thousands of miles away from here, and it is a first-class poisonous weed in the entire Xiniu Hezhou! Don't say that you are just an earth immortal, even if you are a heavenly immortal, as long as you take a sip, it will be the same fate!"

"For ...... For...... Miscellaneous...... What?"

Tian Peng said these three words with difficulty.

The old monk Fazhen smiled more kindly, clapped his hands, and the young monk in the hall bowed down and retreated, and took the hall door.

"Why?" Old Monk Fazhen twisted his neck, "It's very simple, although the three of you are very good at breathing, but unfortunately, this is Xihe Niuzhou, this is the territory of the disciples of Buddhism, you are full of immortal energy, it is simply clear to tell everyone that you do not belong here!"

Tianpeng was speechless for a moment, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Just ...... Calculate...... As...... So, we ...... Not...... No grievances, no hatred, you ......"

"No injustice and no hatred?" The old monk Fazhen's smile became cruel, and he pointed at Yang Jian who fell on the table and said, "This person next to you killed my senior sister, you say that we have no injustice and no hatred?"

"Senior sister?"

Tianpeng was stunned, glanced at Yang Jian, and didn't understand what was going on for a while.

However, Yang Jian seemed to have finally confirmed something, and said in a deep voice: "You are Yurong Immortal's junior brother?"

"That's right!" The old monk Fazhen transformed into a young Taoist, with slender eyes, hooked nose, and very ugly facial features, "My Dao name is the true method, and it is the second disciple under the Sect Leader Ear Dingguang Immortal, Yurong Immortal is my senior sister, and now you take the initiative to send it to the door, how can I spare you?"

As he spoke, Zhenfazi's eyes widened, and a short hook-like weapon appeared in his hand and walked towards Yang Jian.

The canopy on the side was in a hurry, and shouted: "Hugh wants to hurt my brother, what is coming at me!"

However, the true method was indifferent, and soon walked in front of Yang Jian, without saying a word, as soon as he raised his hand, the hook was fiercely pierced into Yang Jian's head.

Bang –

Yang Jian's head was torn apart like a watermelon.

Before the true method could be pleased, the door of the temple was slowly pushed open, but a person walked in with a clap.

"Is that you? how is that possible?"

When the real method saw the appearance of the people who came in, his face suddenly changed greatly, and then he looked at the "Yang Jian" whose head was smashed by himself on the table, and at this moment it turned into a piece of wood.

"Bastard!"

Zhenfazi's face was ugly, and his eyes stared at Yang Jian, who closed the door of the hall carelessly: "When did you doubt me?"

"Before entering this Buddha country!" Yang Jian smiled slightly and sat down on a chair calmly.

"Impossible!" Hearing Yang Jian's words, Zhenfazi looked unbelievable, and said with a cruel smile: "Extremely arrogant, my Buddha country is the realm of earth flowers that I have cultivated for many years, how can you see through it?"

"Hehe!" Yang Jian smiled slightly, without explanation.

After all, he couldn't say that from before he came in, he had secretly used the Heavenly Eye to take a look at this Buddha country!

"Forget it!" Seeing Yang Jian's appearance that I wouldn't tell you, Zhenfazi's angry heart calmed down, and said coldly: "It's not good if you know, it's okay if you don't know, Yang Jian, today is your death!"

As soon as the words fell, he held the short hook in his hand and attacked Yang Jian.

Yang Jian didn't move, just looked at him with a smile.

His heart sank, and just when he didn't understand what was going on, he felt a pain in his chest, and then the mana in his body swarmed like a spring.

"This ......"

He looked down with difficulty, only to see a thin bone through his heart, revealing a spike in the front of the bone, stained with blood.

This is my blood?

Zhenfazi's face turned pale in an instant, and as a mouthful of blood spurted out, the bone was pulled out by the way, and then, right under his nose, the girl who should have been unconscious before lifted the bone and slammed it on his head.

Bang –

Yang Jian watched as the head of the true method was instantly knocked into powder by Xiao Bai, and immediately took a step forward, and the swarming mana urged him to destroy the original spirit of the true method.

"Whew-"

Xiao Bai breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and snorted proudly: "This person is really stupid, I am an existence that has inherited the mantle of the Howling Heaven Demon God, how can I be afraid of your little poisonous tea?"

Yang Jian laughed, touched Xiaobai's head, and looked at Tianpeng, who had long been stunned: "Xiaobai, there must be an antidote to this true method, you go and poison our Tianpeng Marshal!"

"Okay!" Xiao Bai immediately groped around the real way's body, and when he touched his storage belt, his eyes lit up and he began to rummage inside.

Soon, she took out a green vial and poured out a black pill, Tianpeng's eyes lit up and hurriedly opened her mouth, Xiaobai flicked her fingers, and the pill flew down Tianpeng's throat.

Tianpeng's face turned red from this choking, but soon, he had the strength, and immediately sat cross-legged and began to drive the mana to remove the remaining toxins from his body.

After a while, as patches of white mist rose, Tian Peng opened his eyes violently and spit out a puff of black smoke, and his whole face turned ruddy.

"Congratulations, Brother Tianpeng, everything is as good as ever!"

Hearing Yang Jian's teasing, Tianpeng muttered angrily: "You are embarrassed to say, since you two have found it since you have found it, why didn't you tell me in advance?"

Xiaobai grinned and didn't speak.

But Yang Jian shook his head and said, "In fact, I was also reminded!"

"What?" said Canopy, stunned.

Yang Jian immediately recounted the previous incident.

It turned out that when the three of them came to this Buddha country ten miles away, Yang Jian heard a sound transmission, and the person who transmitted the sound told him to be careful about the problems in this Buddha country.

Yang Jian took a look with the eyes of heaven at this time, and found that this Buddha country did not exist at all, only a white lotus flower bloomed in the void.

He recognized at a glance that this was the earth flower among the three flowers in the realm of earth immortals, so after communicating with Xiaobai, he decided to plan the plan, he replaced himself with a piece of wood, and he hid it.

Hearing what Yang Jian said, Tianpeng suddenly realized, but said strangely: "Who is reminding us? Also, didn't Xiaobai sense that Triad Star Envoy here?"

When Yang Jian heard this, his eyes flickered: "Let's go, we'll know when we go out!"