Xuan Yan looked innocent, as if he hadn't seen the expression on Xuan Ji's face at all.

And even if he saw it, Poor Dao would definitely not admit it.

Made, the thousand-year-old dryad has been killed, and there is a proper way of true cultivation.

Your little arms and legs must not be dismantled by the other party when you go up!

Even if he uses secret techniques to increase his whole body strength, but in the face of that kind of monster, it is no different from the wheat in the field.

Looking at Xuanzang, Xuanyan couldn't help but feel a little complacent.

It is impossible to do a dry fight, and the poor road is your junior brother today, and I will not accept any refutation.

Xuan Yan said Gou.

But I'm not worried.

Hard to play, let's play soft head line!

The first plan was unsuccessful, and there are follow-up plans for Poor Dao!

There is no hurry.

Play slowly.

A flash of pride flashed in Xuan Yan's heart.

This group of bald people is all hypocritical on weekdays, not eating meat, not drinking, and some other messy precepts.

Hey, that's a coincidence.

I, Daqin Heavenly Prison, is a place that specializes in drinking wine and eating meat!

The No. 2 person, Li Chunfeng, is fine, and he often goes next door to drink flower wine!

I don't believe that a creature like a monk can stay!

As soon as they thought of this, Xuan Yan and Xuanji became even more proud.

Silly, although the master is a Taoist priest, but the master eats meat and drinks wine and clubs, you bald people can only watch, what's the matter!

When I think about it like this, I suddenly feel inexplicably more refreshed.

"Unscrupulous Tianzun, Poor Dao just remembered that the senior brother seems to have gone out to subdue the demon, and the master may have to wait for a few days. Immediately, Xuanji's face was not red and he said breathlessly.

As for whether this lie will be exposed, Xuan Ji is not worried at all.

Anyway, this monk is estimated to be squeezed out by us these days, even if it is fake, he has no chance to know.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, I don't know where the master is practicing, but he can know the art of astrological divination?" asked Xuanji as he walked.

"The poor monk practiced in the Pure Land Temple a few days ago, but as for the astrological divination, the poor monk does not know. ”

Xuanzang shook his head.

Astrological divination?

The god stick only went to learn, and he went directly to the sky to blow up the stars, okay!

"What about the fortune-telling technique?" Xuanji showed joy on his face, and then this joy was deeply hidden under the serious skin.

"Amitabha, the poor monk only learned the method of helping the world to save people, crossing people upward, and convincing people with reason, and never practiced the art of fortune-telling. Xuanzang said helplessly.

The poor monk also wants to learn some fortune-telling skills, and then go to the house with the young lady to open the light.

The point is, the poor monk of the special mother will not!

These two little Taoist priests should not have come to expose the poor monk's shortcomings on purpose, squinting his eyes, Xuanzang looked at Xuanji Xuanyan and the two of them with a somewhat unkind gaze.

"Then the Demon Slayer will always be there, right?" Xuan Ji teased, and then seemed to realize that this was a bit stupid to ask.

Sure enough, the next door ushered in Xuan Yan's speechless expression.

Isn't this?

This monk said it before, and he directly ended the thousand-year-old tree demon.

Won't this slay demons and eliminate demons?

Even if you want to scold the other party, you have to find some technical topics!

"Amitabha, the poor monk does not know the art of subduing demons and eliminating demons, that day the thousand-year-old tree demon was just convinced by the poor monk's truth, and finally felt that he was deeply guilty, and finally relieved himself to repay the sins of his body. ”

Xuanzang said seriously.

"Hehe, master don't say anything, those demons are all extremely vicious, how can that monster be willing to ambush so simply. "Xuanji said he didn't believe it.

You bald people are very bad, and you think that this trick will make the enemy weak and make the poor trick?

Xuan Yan also nodded in agreement.

While the three of them were talking, the movement had already spread in the Qin Heavenly Prison, and after a while, a group of people wearing Taoist robes or official uniforms surrounded them, watching as if they were watching a play.

There was a monk in Qin Tianjian, and all the fun he had for so many years was almost all contracted by this day.

It's as funny as a husky mixed in the wolf pack, but what they don't know is that the husky mixed in the wolf pack is sometimes not necessarily funny, and it is possible to soak in the she-wolf king and walk to the peak of the canine wolf king husky!

"Amitabha, monks don't speak. ”

Xuanzang cast a sincere gaze at the two.

Convince people with reason, and then the other party can't bear the reason of the poor monk, this is not a lie.

And then—

Looking at the sincere Xuanzang, Xuanji inexplicably believed it.

Turn around.

"Infinite, what are you doing, junior brother!"

Xuanji suddenly took a step back in fright, and at some point, Xuan Yan beside him, the whole person became muscular, and the whole person seemed to be inflated and turned into a devil muscular person.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, no big or small, call me senior brother!"

Glancing at Xuanji, Xuan Yan clasped his hands and said slowly.

Xuanji was speechless for an instant.

Senior brother, are you really good like this, our Qin Tianjian has a tall image, you go on like this, I'm on the ground... I'm embarrassed to continue.

Immediately, Xuanji and Xuanyan looked at Xuanzang in unison.

This guy -

Can't spell?

There is no repair!

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As for whether Xuanzang will tell lies.

Lying down, they all said the sentence that the monks don't speak, just like the Taoist swearing in front of the statue of the Three Qings.

In addition, the other party was sent by His Majesty today.

It is impossible for His Majesty to send a fake monk over immediately.

So, there is only one truth!

What the other party said is true!

And then—

The two looked at each other in unison.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Poor Dao Xuan Yan has seen the master, I have heard for a long time that the Buddhism of the high monks of the Pure Land Temple is profound, and I have admired the Tao for a long time, I wonder if the master can teach a thing or two?" Xuan Yan said with bad intentions.

With the bulging muscles all over the body, a strong oppressive force is naturally formed.

Xuanzang's face instantly became strange and looked at his white fist.

Want to fight?

Amitabha Buddha is good, good.

"Isn't that right?"

Xuanzang hesitated.

"If the little monk is afraid, the poor Dao will naturally not force it, but there are countless brothers of the poor Daoist in this Qin Tianjian, and they may discuss it with the master every day. Xuan Yan continued to speak.

Then Xuanzang glanced at the Taoist priests who surrounded him with obvious ill intentions.

"Amitabha, why force the poor monk, if the poor monk does not know magic, but the poor monk is born with divine power, I am afraid of hurting you. ”

"Hahahaha, Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Innate Divine Power?!" Xuan Yan suddenly laughed.

Born with divine powers?

How godly are there?

He may be a good hand in the army, but he is a younger brother here!

"If you can go to the poor road, the little monk will have your place in this Qin Tianjian in the future, the poor road will naturally retreat, if you can't win the poor road, then I'm afraid the reputation of the Pure Land Temple behind you will stink!"

said that Xuan Yan was about to do it.

"Wait!"

Xuanzang, who was originally a little uninterested, suddenly brightened his eyes.

Jodoji Temple's reputation stinks?

Anyway, does that broken temple have a reputation?

Anyway, make it stinker.

"The poor monk admits defeat. ”

Xuanzang looked at Xuanyan with bright eyes, and almost spoke directly, hurry up and go to the Pure Land Temple, hurry up!

"It's too late to admit defeat now!" Xuan Yan finished speaking and attacked.

Then Xuanzang subconsciously slapped at Xuanyan.

"Poof~"

The next moment, Xuan Yan flew back backwards at a faster speed, and the whole person was completely unconscious, if it weren't for the ups and downs of his breath in his chest, everyone would almost think that Xuan Yan was dead.

The air fell silent in an instant.

The people who were originally watching the excitement looked at Xuanzang as if they were ghosts.

"You... Didn't you say you couldn't spell?"

Why don't you say that your family doesn't speak, is there a monk like you who fools people?

"Amitabha, the monks don't speak, and the poor monks are born with divine power. ”