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Li Qing first used the prop invisibility cloak to infiltrate Jacoda and Bruinga, and then suddenly struck out and released the Qiankun Needle with all his might.

In the eyes of Jacoda and Bruinga, they saw a gorgeous red cloud flying quickly, against the snow-white scene around them, which looked extremely weird.

"It's not good, this is the Qiankun Needle, the real person of Bliss is here!" Bruyinga reacted first, frightened.

Then Jacoda struck, and he danced the Zen staff in his hand into a ball, turning into a black curtain to block the attack of the Qiankun needle.

While making a move, he also said to Bruyinga: "It's not a real person of Bliss, it's a junior Emei." ”

As he spoke, there was a crackling sound in front of him, and the black "curtain" was full of holes.

Bruinga hurriedly shrank behind Jacoda, although he still has some mana, but he can only maintain his soul, and it is definitely impossible to do it with people.

"Protect me!" he shouted.

"Is Lao Tzu the life of a guard?" Jacobda said to himself.

But his hands are not slow.

For the snow spirit beads.

Clouds of black demonic qi mixed with red thread-like objects flew out from between the waving Zen staffs.

After a while, the black demonic qi turned into faces that were crying, laughing, resentful and bitter, and each mood was different.

When these "human faces" saw Li Qing hidden behind the needle rain in Qiankun, they were like seeing something unbelievably delicious, and they rushed up one by one.

The red threads are like blood vessels, connecting the human face and forming a whole.

This spell is quite evil, Li Qing listened to the howls of those people, only to feel that his head was dizzy, and his consciousness became groggy.

He was shocked in his heart, knowing that he underestimated Jacoda, and he thought that the other party could be held hostage by the crippled green-robed ancestor, so he must have no ability, but he didn't expect that the means were also extraordinary.

His task had a time limit and had to be completed within three hours, and he didn't want to waste time on Jacoda, so he shouted: "Jacoda, you can think about it, this Bruyinjia is a member of the Western Yunnan Demon Sect, and now the Western Yunnan Demon Sect has been wiped out by the strange Hua Ling, as a sect no longer exists, you don't want to fall into it and be used as a gunman." ”

Jacoda was shocked, "What, the Western Yunnan Demon Sect has been destroyed"

It's only been a few days, and the once arrogant and arrogant Western Yunnan Demon Sect has been removed from this world!?

It took a long time for Jacobda to ease his mind and ask in horror, "What happened to the Venerable Poison Dragon!"

Li Qing said lightly: "I heard that the Heavenly Spirit Son of the Heavenly Master Sect was angry with the Venerable Poison Dragon because of the death of his apprentice Shi Wen Gong. It seems that after the Poison Dragon Venerable failed to fight with Ling Hun, he was taken away by the Celestial Master's Xiong Xue'er. At this moment, most of them are already more auspicious. ”

Jacoda was even more frightened when he heard this, after all, Shi Wengong's death, he also had some connection, and the Bruyinga behind him didn't know that his own sect was so miserable, he thought that even if he was defeated, those fellow Daoists would be able to escape their lives, but now even the Venerable of the Poisonous Dragon is not good.

He was afraid that Jacoda would repent, so he hurriedly said, "Don't listen to this kid's nonsense, he is scaring us, I even met with the Venerable Poison Dragon the day before yesterday." ”

"Oh, then why don't you let the Poison Dragon Venerable escort you to Tibet?" Li Qing said with a smile.

Jacoda also asked in a daze, "Yes, why don't you let the poisonous dragon Taoist escort you?"

Bruyina was speechless, and then said, "Daoist friends still want snow spirit beads?"

Jacoda hesitated.

With this hesitation, there was an omission in the spell immediately, and Li Qing took the opportunity to release the Qingyue Sword, cutting off the blood line between the human faces, and the human faces immediately collapsed.

Then, the Qiankun needle flew in like a red cloud.

Seeing this, Jacoda put away the Zen staff, and finally said: "Fellow Daoist Brooke, I don't want your snow spirit bead, I still have something to do, go first." After speaking, he set up a retreat and flew away in the blink of an eye.

Bruinga was dumbfounded.

The Qiankun Needle was already close at this moment, and Bruyinga couldn't dodge it at all, and his own remaining mana had no room to resist this wave of attacks.

Close your eyes and wait for death, Bruinga can only close her eyes and wait for death.

This time, it's really dead!

But after he closed his eyes for a long time, he noticed that there was no movement at all, and the other party didn't seem to really move.

Bruyinga opened his eyes and looked forward, only to see that the Emei junior was looking at him thoughtfully.

He had a chance to take a good look at this person at this moment, and only then did he find that this junior was handsome, elegant in temperament, fluttering in clothes, and a good young man!

(The credit of two beauty pills)

Seeing that the other party didn't make a move, he couldn't help but feel lucky, and the remnant soul clasped his fists and saluted: "I haven't asked Your Excellency what to call him? Why do you want to embarrass the poor monk? Alas——, the poor monk has already died once, what else is there to be afraid of! But there is only a remnant life." ”

Li Qing came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Why did the master say it so sadly. You and I have no grievances, so what do I want your life for? It's just that I see that you are dressed as a tantric sect, and I am just going to Tibet to inquire about it! If the master doesn't believe me, I'll go?"

Bruinga knew that the other party was trying to get away with it, but at this time he had to be fooled.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that when this kid turns around, the next thing he will talk about is the endless flying needle.

So he hurriedly shouted: "Fellow Daoist is slow, Daoist friend is slow! This is the poor monk who misunderstood the Daoist, offended, offended, the poor monk apologized, and asked the Taoist friend not to remember." The poor monk's name is Bruyinga, this Taoist friend already knows, the poor monk is a lama from the Jokhang Temple in Lhasa, and he knows Tibet very well, if the Taoist friend can swear not to make a move on the poor monk, the poor monk will tell you everything you want to know truthfully. ”

Li Qing thought for a while and said with a smile: "It's okay to swear, I, Li Qing, swear that as long as Master Bruyin tells the truth about the situation in Tibet, the kid will not make a move on him, if I violate this oath, I will not live in this world for five years." ”

He couldn't have survived this world for five years anyway.

But Bruinga didn't know, and nodded in satisfaction, thinking that he had escaped.

He was afraid that Li Qing would change his hexagram, so he hurriedly said: "Daoist friends have something to ask the poor monk, and the poor monk must know everything." ”

Li Qing began to ask Bruyinga about the situation in Tibet, and then he learned that the Tibetan Tantric Buddhism from which he was born is also another force in addition to good and evil, and it has always maintained an inherent neutral posture. Neither inclined to the devil's path, nor helping the right path.

Of course, there are also monks with different philosophies, such as Bruyinga, who joined the Demon Sect.

However, as the spiritual symbol of the entire Tantric Buddhism, the living Buddha of the Jokhang Temple in Lhasa has always strictly adhered to this neutral attitude.

If it were not voluntary, the monks of good and evil would not deliberately try to win over the lamas of the Yellow Sect.

"That's good, it's less dangerous. Li Qing said secretly.

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Half an hour later, Li Qing activated the Qiankun needle again, and Blu Yinjia's angry, frightened, and poignant voice sounded, "Fellow Daoist, you actually broke your oath. ”

Then, the sound was drowned out by the endless whistling of flying needles.