In the southeast of Changchun City, there is a narrow alley. In the alley, it was muddy and there were almost no pedestrians. Even the portal is only two households. One household is a small nunnery, and the other household opposite is an inn without a signboard, the doors are closed, and there seems to be no incense or business.

It seems that such a place should not exist in this Changchun City. But at this time, someone walked into the alley. This person is gorgeously dressed, slightly fat, and kind-eyed, and at first glance he is either rich or expensive. The face was always smiling, and it didn't seem like he was in the wrong place.

The door of the nunnery and the inn were facing each other.

This man, pacing to the middle, first glanced at the nunnery, the plaque on the wall was already a little decayed, dim, only vaguely visible a nunnery. The nunnery has three stone steps, covered with moss, and it seems that it has not been in and out for a long time. If it weren't for the faint sandalwood, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to tell if there was anyone inside.

The smile on the man's lips grew stronger, but he turned his head to look at the closed inn. The door of the inn was a little larger, but there was a hole, and outside the hole there was some food that had begun to rot, and it smelled foul. It seems to have been abandoned for a long time. But at this time, there was the sound of a kitchen knife chopping bones, bang, bang, it seemed to come from the innermost.

In such a strange situation, the person who walked into the alley and came between these two doors was not afraid at all, and kept smiling. Not only did he smile, but he also whispered to the low wall in front of him, "Come out!

There was no response, no movement.

The man finally sank his face, raised his hands, and gently pushed to the left and right.

The entire alley has almost completely collapsed. It was the nunnery on the left, the gate and the fence or something, all of which were a pile of rubble, and only a small Buddha hall, barely preserved. In the Buddha hall, there is only a Buddha statue, an incense burner, and a futon, but there is no one, and the inn on the right is probably the same. Needless to say, the upper and lower floors of the pavilion all collapsed. There was only a cricket old woman, standing there blankly, holding a boning knife with some shredded flesh and bones on it.

The old woman slowly turned around, looked at the visitor for a while, and muttered to herself, "You monks, you fight and kill all day long. It's really impossible to do this business. ”

The man, squinting his eyes, stared at the old woman, "I don't know what business Your Excellency does?"

The old woman gently stroked the short boning knife in her hand with her hand, and said slowly, "Changchun City now prohibits monks from cultivating in private, but the old man is alone in this inn, what is in the way of Your Excellency?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" the man who entered the alley shouted, and with a flash of golden light in his hand, a golden abacus flew out and smashed it at the old woman's head.

"Golden operator?" the old woman seemed to recognize the person, and the boning knife in her hand was raised, drawing an arc enchantment, and retreating at the same time.

I saw that the golden abacus was blocked, and then it dispersed, turned into gold bars and money, and shot away densely with a cold golden aura. The boning knife instantly had many small holes, turned into broken copper and iron, and fell directly to the ground.

The old woman, seeing this, flashed and disappeared.

The golden operator immediately set his eyes on the small Buddha hall on the other side. The dense amount of money in the air, around the twelve gold bars, kept flying, like a golden cage. This golden cage, shining with a compelling golden light, slowly pressed towards the Buddha Hall.

The small Buddha hall, under this oppression, is a little crumbling, and the lifelike Buddha statue is gradually cracked.

Suddenly, the golden operator stopped attacking and looked in the other direction with great solemnity.

Wuxu is coming. He is in the Dharma Realm, and there are many divine consciousness imprints of Changchun True Monarch in the Dharma Realm.

Obviously, the gold operator misunderstood. He also understood that Changchun Zhenjun's divine sense imprint would sense each other. Therefore, he mistook Wuxu for an enemy, a double cultivation demon cultivator with the imprint of Changchun True Monarch's divine sense, that is, an accomplice of the old woman. Moreover, judging from the induction, he also sensed that Wuxu's cultivation was not low.

When Wuxu came, he had already seen the fight between the golden operator and the old woman from a distance, and at this moment, seeing that he was so nervous about applying, he immediately understood the reason. Could it be that Wuxu didn't want to reveal his identity to him? Could it be that he has crossed the line? Or is he, who is also a true spiritual monk, just a lowly follower of the same level of Wu Po?

"Who's coming?" said the golden operator, trying to ask.

Wuxu did not answer. He was carefully examining the Buddha statue in the Buddha hall. This Buddha statue is quite a bit of a woman, and this woman, Wuxu seems to have seen it somewhere. It's not Zhao Tong, Wuxu can be sure. But this Buddha statue actually has a deep feeling of memory, but I can't remember it for a while!

The golden operator did not get an answer, but he was not willing to retreat. He turned his face sideways, and the golden cage in the air sped up towards the Buddha statue!

The crack on the Buddha statue was like a spider's web, and then it was completely cracked, and a figure flew out. She was slender, with long hair flying out, and she held a knife in one hand and a sword in the other.

Jin Operator snorted coldly, and the money in the sky, like a flying dragon, and like a locust, rushed towards it.

But seeing the female demon cultivator, she raised her eyebrows and struggled, swinging layers of demonic qi with a knife, and there were countless ecstasy moans faintly in the demonic qi. The so-called color word is a knife on the head, as soon as this knife comes out, the money is a lot softer, as if it is about to melt, and most of the cold golden aura has dissipated.

Naturally, Jin Operator was not without means, but he saw his sleeves tremble slightly, and a shining golden sword flew out. This golden sword was several times stronger than the golden evil qi released by the golden abacus, so much so that this place was dyed with a faint layer of gold everywhere.

In the Dharma Realm, there is also a feeling of being inexplicably trapped.

The female demon cultivator also stabbed out the magic sword in her hand. The sword in her hand danced like a group of snakes, and there was no breath overflowing, but where she stabbed and slashed, all the golden aura disappeared. She followed this path and flew strangely in front of the golden operator, like a snake.

Seeing this, Jin Operator waved his backhand, and the golden sword slashed towards this female demon cultivator.

The two swords meet. The magic sword in the female demon cultivator's hand broke inch by inch with its screaming and screaming.

But at the same time, the female demon cultivator's eyes were revealed from the long flying hair, like a ghost, shooting out two gray rays of light.

Jin Operator snorted, seemed to have suffered a dark loss, and then retreated. His eyes glanced in the direction of Wuxu's location, and then stared fiercely at the female demon cultivator, as if he was extremely unwilling.

But the female demon cultivator didn't intend to let him go. As soon as the sneak attack was successful, he immediately moved forward and chased after him like a shadow.

The secret loss that Jin Operator ate seemed to be not small, and he didn't accept it, he kept flying back, and flew away from this area in a blink of an eye.

Seeing this, the female demon cultivator also stopped, then glanced at the place where Wuxu was, and as soon as she collected the broken sword in the air, she was about to fly away.

Wuxu hurriedly chased after him.