Chen Xian's body stiffened and stopped in place.

Fuck, this bald donkey is even hungry for the body of a little girl, it's so cheap, don't think about slipping away!

The monk's treacherous laughter was extremely obscene, "It's raining heavily outside, and the little sister is better than going out to get wet, it's better to spend a night with the Sprinkle family and huddle together to keep warm!hahaha!"

Chen Xian's scalp tingled when he heard this.

Chen Yu was embarrassed and angry, turned around and scolded: "Phew, it's shameless! I want to keep warm, right? I'll let you warm up!"

She stretched out her little hand and grabbed it into the air. The next moment, the fire burst abruptly, and the flames flew and pounced on the monk sitting on the ground.

When Chen Xian saw this scene, he couldn't help but be stunned, "After crossing over, I patronized and hid from the rain, and I was tired of running, I even forgot to ask Yu'er, what kind of strength we have!"

At this time, the monk rushed out of the fire, glaring angrily, the law was majestic, but his words were filthy.

"Little, the Sprinkle family is fortunate to you, it is your blessing, but you don't know what to do, you have to find death!"

Before the words fell, he waved his left palm, and a golden Buddha seal burst out, transparent and pure, containing powerful power, and slammed towards Chen Yu strongly.

In contrast, Chen Yu is petite, but he holds his head high and is not afraid. She stepped forward, and also waved her palm, wrapped in a faint and clear light, mysterious and gentle, to meet the huge Buddha seal.

Boom!

The palms touched, bursting out with the sound of clanging gold and stone, and the clear and agitated sound.

The golden light of Buddhism is more and more solemn and sacred, but the monk's face is more and more hideous and hateful, as if he is an arrogant demon.

"In the initial realm, where did you get the confidence to be rampant! In terms of internal strength, Buddhism is the first in the world, and you are also worthy of showing off in front of the Sprinkle family!"

Chen Yu flew back upside down and fell heavily on the statue of the master.

The statue was shattered into mud, and it was difficult to protect itself.

She fell to the ground, her face pale, blood spilling from the corners of her mouth, and her eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.

"Why! This kind of beast can also cultivate the Dharma!"

She didn't understand why the Buddhists could be mastered by the jackals and harm the world when they persuaded people to be good and accumulate merits, which can be called the purest and most pure school of practice.

Chen Xian ran forward and picked her up, and said distressedly: "You are seriously injured, don't talk!"

The monk grinned and slowly approached.

Chen Yu stared at each other and said angrily: "I can see that the bald donkey is still in the initial realm, and it is not much stronger than the two of us, if it is not for the cultivation of Buddha...... Ahem, ahem!"

She became emotional and violently spat out blood.

Chen Xian was very distressed, "Alas, what Buddhist principles and Taoist essences are just the cloak that human beings put on to achieve their intentions. Silly girl, don't think of them too sacred, the avenue is from the heart, not the form!"

Good and evil are black and white, how can they be distinguished in a few words.

In the novels he read in his previous life, the righteous path was full of demons, and the demon path was full of good people. Although a similar setting is rotten on the street, it well illustrates a truth: good and evil are all in one thought.

When one thinks of the Buddha and the Demon, he is already wavering, how can the Heavenly Dao immediately test that when someone uses a certain exercise against someone at a certain time and for some reason at a certain time, he is rightly evil?

Don't embarrass God!

Chen Yu was too young to listen to the reason, and said unwillingly: "Brother, this lewd monk is good at internal skills, you can't fight hard with him! You are very good at light skills, as long as you use the technique of shooting the sun, and you can fight with him hand-to-hand......

"Wait!"

Chen Xian interrupted her, looking embarrassed, "What day are you talking about?"

Chen Yu was confused.

Being stared at by her like this, he coughed embarrassedly, and said weakly: "You know, I forgot some things today, including the practice ......."

Chen Yu's expression froze, and he vomited blood again.

Chen Xian raised his head and pretended to look at the roof, feeling extremely depressed.

"Look at other people's traversers, you must get a golden finger at the beginning, domineering all kinds of leaks! How did you get to me, not only did the plug-in not arrive, but I forgot everything, this is the rhythm of not surviving three chapters!"

At the critical moment, men don't say no, but the current situation is that he really can't get tough.

This start is too clumsy, he didn't inherit the memory of the host, he doesn't even know how to run the most basic true qi, even if he has the magic of going against the sky, he can't use it, and he still plays a trick!

At this time, the mysterious man in the corner spoke faintly, and his tone was playful, "The road is from the heart...... Boy, you have a good understanding, I can help you, but you have to promise me one condition. ”

The monk was stunned for a moment, staring at the corner of the shadows, seeing that the other party was unfathomable, he didn't even notice it before, and couldn't help but stop in fear.

Chen Xian was both surprised and surprised, "Thank you seniors for your righteous action!

This mysterious person is eerie and scary, and he doesn't look like a good person, but when he is in danger, he takes the initiative to help. Are there more good people in the world?

The mysterious man smiled and said in a treacherous voice, "You think too much, I just give you a few words, and I won't do it myself." From beginning to end, life and death are in your own hands!"

Chen Xian's smile froze instantly.

Mom sells batches, I forgot everything, I can't get the real anger for a while, and I want you to point out the loneliness!

He had no choice but to confess: "Don't hide it from my predecessors, I suffered a brain trauma today, lost my memory, and really forgot all about the method of luck." At this moment, I am afraid that it will not help. ”

When the monk heard this, he hurriedly saluted the mysterious man and said respectfully: "The seniors are willing to watch from the wall, it is no better! The rainy night is long, and our two juniors are discussing, just for your pastime!"

With that, he turned to look at Chen Xian, his eyes mocking, as if he was looking at a dead man.

The Great Dao is invisible, and although it is ever-changing, it is all based on luck, because in this world, true qi is the essence of all things, and it is also the source of all kinds of mana.

If you want to become a martial cultivator and master the power of the otherworldly, you must first learn to run the meridians and exhale true qi, and then you can cultivate the exercises and burst out with power.

Chen Xian will not be lucky, he is like a tree without roots, there is no source of strength, even if there is a master on the spot, there is no use? As long as the mysterious person keeps his promise and does not help, he will die!

After all, as we all know, ordinary people can never match martial arts.

Chen Xian frowned, and said in a cold voice: "What are the conditions, seniors just open their mouths! As long as I can kill this bald donkey, I will not hesitate!"

He fell to this point, not because of his own stupidity, it was all because of God's will, not only did he not inherit the memory of the host, he started from scratch, but also fell into a desperate situation as soon as he came up.

That's the reality.

Unlike in the novel, the enemy doesn't wait for him to be ready before he comes to provoke and send people to their heads. When the house leaks and the snow worsens, it is often a more real situation, and it is not okay not to accept it.

In ancient times, there was Lin Chong Fengxue Mountain Temple, and now there is Chen Xian Wind and Rain Confucius Temple. At this point, he could only gamble on an impossible miracle.

In the shadows, the mysterious man's eyes flickered, and he didn't speak again, but transmitted the sound with his divine thoughts, and floated the words into Chen Xian's mind.

"My conditions don't hurt you. Listen, I want you to worship under the academy, inherit the mantle of the master, and become the new head of Confucianism!"