Wu Wei doesn't care, but it doesn't mean that others don't care, Bixiao next to him spoke: "It seems that the generalissimo of demon subjugation is investing in the cultivation of Buddhism to become more and more sophisticated, and the achievement of the Buddha and Bodhisattva is just around the corner, and he is becoming more and more detached, but if I give up the false title of Marshal of Daomen, then my cultivation will be more diligent, and the Buddha said that he is at ease." "Say that you want to laugh but not laugh, she will Li Jing's army because of friendship with Wu Wei, since Li Jing doesn't care about the feelings of colleagues, the friendship of the same way snubbed him at this Fahua Conference, Bi Xiao was originally a straightforward person, so he came out to help; 。

Bi Xiao chuckled and said softly: "This marshal's cultivation has not yet arrived at home, and he will blush, unlike those old splashes who burn the lamp, they will not blush at all, and the thickness of their skin is simply breathtaking." ”

Yunxiao also chuckled: "Don't talk nonsense, Mo Fahua has a mess before it starts." ”

Emperor Ziwei had a lofty status, and said with a light cough: "Don't say nonsense, we are guests." ”

Wu Wei also laughed in his heart when he heard Emperor Ziwei say this, he was talking about guests, telling Sanxiao that this was someone else's territory, and he really turned his face and couldn't please someone else's territory, all of them were human spirits.

As he was talking, Zhenyuan Daxian slowly walked in accompanied by Guanyin Bodhisattva, and all the immortals and Buddhas got up to greet him, and at this time, he could see the status of Zhenyuan Daxian, including the Emperor Ziwei and the Emperor Zhenwu, the supremes of the Three Realms all stood up to greet each other, and Zhenyuan Daxian did not have any shelf, and said to the immortals and Buddhas: "All Taoist friends and Shengshou!"

Other people, including Wu Wei, returned the salute one after another, and even Li Jing got up to greet him, without the arrogance just now, it can be seen that the status of this Zhen Yuanzi in the Three Realms, even the Supreme of the Three Realms like Emperor Ziwei does not have such courtesy, in the final analysis, it is nothing more than the respect of the strong, and the person who sits on the throne of God by opportunity like Emperor Ziwei is indeed unable to catch up with Zhen Yuanzi in terms of strength.

Zhen Yuanzi greeted each other with the gods for a while, completely like an old friend who has not seen each other for many years, it is normal for the immortals to meditate for hundreds of years, so it is not uncommon to see each other for hundreds of years, but the strange thing is that Zhen Yuanzi is very enthusiastic with almost everyone, but he just nodded and smiled with Wu Wei, so that everyone who is familiar with the relationship between the two looks at each other, but Bixiao, who is straightforward, mutters directly and secretly: "What happened to Zhen Yuanzi's old man today?" When I arrived in this Western Heaven Fantasy Realm, I didn't say hello to my old friends anymore, could it be that I was afraid of these bald monks?"

Yunxiao stared at her, and was slightly angry: "Don't say nonsense, Zhenyuan Great Immortal is the ancestor of the Earth Immortals, every word and deed has a deep meaning, how can you understand the deep meaning if you are still shallow?"

Emperor Ziwei shook his head slightly when he heard this, and was silent thoughtfully, and the other immortals and Buddhas were all thoughtful, sneering again and again, especially Li Jing and others who were at odds with Wu Wei were all malicious speculations, like Maitreya Buddha and other people with advanced mana were all pinching their fingers and plotting, but the heavenly machine was vague, and it was obvious that the power reversed the heavenly machine.

Wu Wei is still so unexciting, people can't guess and can't see clearly, and he meditates there with his eyes, nose, nose and heart, as if nothing can attract his attention.

Li Jing and the others sneered again and again, and said secretly in their hearts: "This yellow-haired little animal even has a time when he is deflated, and even Zhen Yuanzi, who is rumored to be good friends with him in the Three Realms, is unwilling to pay attention to him, it seems that his qi is about to run out, see if he can still show off his power in front of the old man in the future?"

What he thought in his heart, Wu Wei also knew in his heart, as far as Wu Wei cut off the mana of the evil corpse, Li Jing was going all out, Wu Wei could take his life without using a magic weapon, not to mention that Wu Wei's Taoism far exceeded Li Jing, but Wu Wei looked at him like looking at the dry bones in the tomb, and now he thought that he could meet the source left and right by stepping on both sides of the Buddhist road, in fact, he didn't understand that both sides were not pleasing to him, the Taoist gate was a rebel, and the Buddhist door was a thug and guarded him everywhere, it was simply not a person inside and out, but he was still complacent, thinking that the double cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism would one day be able to get rid of it, but he became a clown。

Just when Wu Wei was saying words that were not salty or light, and they were fighting a belly lawsuit, Yang Shengxi and Yang Yuan took Wu Wei's newly collected mount Zhu Yan to the side hall dedicated to the retinue of the gods who participated in the Fahua Association this time to rest, there were already many people in it, a large group of gods and monsters, standing aside in twos and threes, people who knew each other were talking together, Yang Yuan and the two were indeed included in Wu Wei's door in the past few years, so there were not many people who knew each other, but Yang Yuan was a long tan of the Seven Fairies, bright eyes and bright teeth, rare in the Three Realms, as soon as they came in, others looked at the two of them, the worship of the male face and the jealousy of the happy woman, Yang Shengxi looked at the scene, sneered, looked at the stone bench in a corner and said to Yang Yuan: "Sister Yuan, let's go sit over there!"

Yang Yuan felt the gaze of those boys' entourage and was very unhappy in her heart, nodding and often walking to the side, probably because there were too many of these entourage, and they didn't even have to watch tea, let alone introduce one or two to everyone. So after the two of them sat down, a few novices retreated, and just after they sat down, the people next to them talked about them, and a few of them were bold and pointed at them, no different from mortals, and the loudest of them were a few bald monks, watching them laugh lewdly! Yang Shengxi let out a sneer, and pinched a few laws to isolate the voice, this is a pure place for Buddhism, although I don't know why such filthy people are here to say that they are not inferior, but look at their dresses to know that they are people from Buddhism, if you start to do it, although there are ancient beasts such as Zhu Yan on your side, you are not afraid of them, but after all, in other people's territory, you can't provoke right and wrong for your master, so if you don't hear it, it doesn't matter if you can't hear it,

But they were wishful thinking, the few people who laughed at them were obviously profound, one of them made a lion roar of Buddhism, and shook it open, everyone looked at the two of them playfully, Yang Shengxi's eyes were angry, and he asked in a deep voice: "May I ask a few Taoist friends what is the so-called thing about breaking my enchantment? Bullying me and other cultivators is shallow, is it possible to bully the weak in this pure place of Buddhism?"

As soon as he speaks out, he occupies the moral high ground, so that even if he waits for a fight, there is a reason.

But his words were exchanged for a burst of ridicule: "You don't know where the little fairy came from, you don't even know the disciple of the Buddha of Joy, the Venerable Flower, you are simply a vulgar person in the mountains and fields, but this fairy is bright and moving, I don't know where the fairy lives, which disciple of the immortal is it?"

Hearing his words, Yang Yuanqiao's face was cold: "I don't talk to strange men, please respect yourself!"

"Hehehe!" a wicked lewd laugh "Yo! This fairy is still sharp-toothed, the poor monk admires, the poor monk is happy to be under the Buddha's throne with flowers, and he fell in love with the fairy at first sight, I wonder if the fairy can tell the name of Fang?"

Yang Yuan's face was ugly when he heard this, and he was about to have a seizure, but Yang Shengxi was the Xingtian Sword in his body rushed out directly and slashed towards the Venerable Lianhua, but regardless of it, he directly forgot that this was the Leiyin Temple, the dojo of Sakyamuni, this bald donkey dared to blaspheme Yang Yuan, the Xingtian Sword is not an ordinary magic weapon, the killing spirit of the ancient Wu Ancestor, Xingtian relied on the Ganqi to kill the Quartet, and the two clans of the demon clan were terrified, although Xingtian died, and the Ganqi was also refined, but the unyielding spirit of the Wu Ancestor was inherited, this is also the first time Yang Shengxi used this Xingtian Sword against the enemy, the proportion is not good, and he went all out as soon as he made a move。

Seeing that the Xingtian Sword was about to be cut on the head of the bald monk, suddenly a burst of Sanskrit sound remembered, a huge Polo flower appeared on the monk's head, and the Xingtian Sword was cut on the flower as if it was cut on a ball of cotton, and he couldn't focus on it, this monk originally looked at the Xingtian Sword slash, and his face had changed, but when he saw that Boluo Hua blocked the sword body, his eyes revealed smugness, and he laughed: "Even with your cultivation, you can move the Buddha and me?" You, a little brute who has no rules and upbringing, dare to do it in Leiyin Temple, and see that I will take you down, even your master will not be able to save you, and then the Buddha will treat you for a great crime of disrespect. ”

As soon as the words were finished, the person had already started his hand, and as soon as his hand was raised, a pagoda-like magic weapon smashed directly towards Yang Shengxi and the two, and the tower body emitted a Taoist light to cover the two directly, but the monk's mind was a little more vicious, this tower was given by the Buddha to practice with him, which was divided into eight doors and eight tricks, respectively, to do a self-differentiated Yuan Shen, as long as there was a fairy covered, the eight Yuan Shen would rush up and pounce

On the female fairy's body, the true yin transformation of the female fairy was sucked away, even if the cultivation is advanced, it is difficult to resist a quarter of an hour, it is very vicious, and it is no different from the evil law, but this is one of the laws that lead to the path of silence, and the cultivation of the two of them will definitely not be able to resist.

Seeing that the body of this tower was about to be covered, Yang Shengxi's Xingtian Sword slashed into the air, but Yang Yuan was pretty, and his hand raised the plain flag of the cloud realm and bombarded it directly, this plain flag of the cloud realm is the treasure of the heavenly court, the innate thing, it is one of the four flags, how can such treasures as the Venerable of the Flower be compared with it, only for a moment to be beaten to a pulp, and the eight primordial gods in this are also directly scattered, turning a thousand-year-old achievement into nothing, by this blow The Venerable of the Flower directly spit out a mouthful of blood, which is complicated to say, but it is also a matter of an instant, everyone around has not come back to their senses, originally with the mentality of watching the excitement, but found that things were reversed in an instant, It's too late to rescue, but if they want to rescue, it is estimated that it will be the same fate, and they may not be higher than this Flower Venerable.

The Yuan Shen of the Venerable Lianhua was damaged, and the eight Yuan Shen who had worked hard to cultivate were destroyed, and he was about to go crazy for a while, and his face was pale like a mad tiger and pounced: "Little demon girl, the poor monk is going to fight with you today!"