When thousands of people turned their heads to look at Ning Caichen with expressionless faces, Ning Caichen felt a cool breath rushing from the soles of his feet to the top beam door, and he felt a chill from the bottom of his heart.

"Caichen, these people are very wrong!"

Fu Tianqiu lay behind Ning Caichen, his body trembled slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Why are you so evil?"

Ning Caichen said: "Are these monks all disciples of Pudu Cihang?"

Fu Tianqiu said: "That's right! Every time this demon monk travels, so many disciples open the way, and the pomp is very big!"

While the two were talking, the monks on the opposite side suddenly dispersed, leaving a path in the middle, and a red-clothed monk stepped out of the crowd, walked up to Ning Caichen, and shouted: "Who are you? dare to disturb the Dharma Zen of the national teacher!"

Ning Caichen said with a smile: "Monks, the six major are empty, since you are monks, why are you still such a big pomp? I am a scholar, a sage, and I have to make way for you, it is really annoying and hateful! I said monks, if you don't go to the deep mountain temple to visit Zen and worship the Buddha, how can you pretend to be a god and a ghost here?"

The red-clothed monk on the opposite side glanced at Ning Caichen and sneered: "Another damn ghost! We are the honor guard of the national teacher, so naturally we must be more majestic, otherwise we will not lose the face of the national teacher, but the face of the imperial court! You are a grass citizen, what qualifications do you have to put your beak in the military affairs? Someone, this person rushed into the honor guard, plotted against him, and tied him up for me!"

At that moment, several monks stepped forward in unison, hula scattered, surrounded Ning Caichen and Fu Tianqiu in the middle, and did not move, but just rang the cymbal bells in their hands together, and chanted in unison:

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"

After this sentence was recited, the bodies of Ning Caichen and Fu Tianqiu suddenly shook, and their eyes instantly became confused.

"Put it down, put it down!"

The red-clothed monk came to Ning Caichen's side just now, and his soft voice slowly sounded: "The world is so bitter, disturbing the heart, it's better to let go and enter the western sky early!"

Fu Tianqiu's eyes were glazed, and he said, "Okay, it's better to put it down!"

Ning Caichen's eyes showed a look of struggle, but he was motionless.

The red-clothed monk was slightly taken aback, took out a razor from his arms, leaned towards Ning Caichen's neck, and said softly: "Liberate!

The voice is gentle and kind, like a virtuous monk who persuades people to be kind.

A sense of great relief appeared on Ning Caichen's face, and he took the initiative to move his neck closer to the razor in the hand of the red-clothed monk, and softly echoed: "Yes, it's better to be liberated!"

As soon as the word "liberation" came out of his mouth, the long sword in his hand was suddenly pulled out, turned into a bolt of lightning, and slashed at the neck of the red-clothed monk.

After Ning Caichen succeeded with a sword, his body rushed forward, the long sword did not stop, and he brushed three swords in a row, and the heads of three more monks were cut off, and then he kicked the corpse in front of him, and ran forward with Fu Tianqiu on his back.

"Evil Demon Monk, I was unguarded the first time, and I was almost bewitched by you, if I can still be hit by your ecstasy technique for the second time, then what kind of truth and sword will someone Ning cultivate!"

After Ning Caichen ran out of the encirclement of these monks, he said to Fu Tianqiu on his back: "Master Fu, these demon monks are easy to deal with one or two, but now there are too many people, let's withdraw first!"

He said two words, Fu Tianqiu didn't react, just muttered: "It's okay to put it down, it's okay to put it down! I'll put it down......

Ning Caichen was excited: "Won't you?

Fu Tianqiu muttered to himself, ignoring Ning Caichen's words.

"Bitter! How is this good?"

Ning Caichen suddenly understood what was going on.

In addition to being confused by the chanting of these demon monks for the first time, the second time, because he was on guard, he was not hit, but pretended to be confused, and killed several monks with a sword.

But he was able to resist the demonic sound of these demon monks under guard, Fu Tianqiu was mortal in the flesh, and he had never practiced Taoist magic powers, how could he resist the evil spells of these demon monks?

Therefore, even if he had the heart to resist, he couldn't resist it, and the rune paper on his body before was also exhausted, the magic sound was in his ears, and his spirit was lost, and his eyes were already dull at this time, and his spirit fell into a strange state.

Ning Caichen secretly complained, and he already knew what was going on in his mind, but he was running for his life at this time, and he didn't have time to check what Fu Tianqiu was going on, only by escaping from the pursuit of these monks could he have a chance to treat him.

Just as he was running away, an old monk in red on a red lotus seat among the monks behind him opened his eyes, and with the opening of his eyes, Ning Caichen's running body suddenly stagnated, and an incomparable force fell from the sky, firmly suppressing his body, and it was difficult to move.

"Huh, there is a smell of elixir on my body, but I have a good meal!"

The red-clothed old monk in the distance moved his nose, and his face showed a look of ecstasy: "Okay, good! I never thought that I would encounter such a humanoid elixir on this road, and it was really created!"

He stared at Ning Caichen's figure, swallowing his saliva wildly, two green lights were released in his eyes, and the lotus seat under him flew up from the ground, flying towards Ning Caichen, his hands were folded, and his face was compassionate: "I can enter my mouth, end up in my belly, achieve you, and create me!"

In the soft chanting, he stretched out his palm with a kind face and slowly grabbed it to Ning Caichen: "I don't know what kind of medicine the donor has eaten, and the aura is overflowing, but it is cheap for the old Buddha." ”

Seeing that his palm was about to touch Ning Caichen's back, a little silver star lit up in the extreme distance, and then this silver star turned into a bolt of lightning, and after this lightning turned around on the outside of the Black Devil Mountain, the next moment, through the void, came to the red-clothed old monk, and stabbed at his eyebrows.

The red-clothed old monk was taken aback, pinched the seal with his right hand, pushed forward with his left hand, and the Buddha beads hanging on his neck suddenly flew out and went towards the flying lightning cover.

Bang!

The Buddha beads collided with lightning, making an earth-shattering loud noise, which shook Ning Caichen and many monks and flew out.

"I'm a Buddha!"

The red-clothed old monk sat cross-legged on the lotus seat, retreated sharply in the air, stretched out his hand to take over a string of Buddhist beads that flew in, this time the kindness on his face disappeared, and the ruthless color appeared, and he said slowly: "Sword cultivation is a vein?

A clear voice came from afar: "A certain Yan Chixia!"

As soon as the last word "Xia" fell, a scholar suddenly appeared in front of the old monk and said lightly: "Great monk, why do you want to hurt my junior brother?"

The red-clothed old monk laughed and said, "Your junior brother messed with my meditation and killed my disciples, but now you are asking me why I want to hurt him?

Sou!

Yan Chixia responded to him with a flying sword: "Protect the short?

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

His flying sword turned into a white light, flying up and down around the old monk, and in just an instant, the old monk's lotus seat was cut out of the Dao crack.

This lotus seat is like a living thing of flesh and blood, after being cut down, blood is sprayed, and the scene is bloody.

"Duh!"

The old monk only knew how powerful Yan Chixia was at this time, and a string of Buddhist beads turned into a ball of red light, like an eggshell, enveloping his whole body and resisting Yan Chixia's flying sword.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"

Thousands of monks in the rear stood in line again at some point, and shouted this sentence at the same time.

Yan Chixia's body shook slightly, and she slowed down around the old monk's flying sword.