"The world is like chess, unpredictable, laughing heroes~"

Heroic laughter spread throughout the Pure Land Temple.

There was a faint sound of a dragon moaning in laughter.

The light of the Buddha was like water, and the dragon's chant burst into every corner of the Pure Land Temple, and the many skeletons that were constantly chasing and killing the monks of the Pure Land Temple were frozen in place in an instant as if they had been immobilized and could not move.

"Bang~"

As the first skeleton exploded, it was like a chain reaction, and the endless skeletons turned to powder.

Huitong, who had been sweeping the floor in the backyard, suddenly raised his head.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Uncle Shi, who is this, so powerful, I'm about to catch up with Uncle Shi!"

Zhang Zhuyu on the side hurriedly stepped forward and said like a dog.

"Amitabha, master!"

Huitong glanced at Zhang Zhuyu and said.

Don't ask who it is, ask is a tall person, a master as tall as a nine-story building.

"Uncle Shi—"

"Sweep the floor!"

Stuffing the broom into Zhang Zhuyu's arms with an expressionless face, Huitong said with a serious face.

"Uncle Shi, the Pure Land Temple is in danger now—"

"Sweeping the floor can be stronger!"

"Uncle Shi, I'll go right away!"

Immediately, Zhang Zhuyu happily went to sweep the floor.

It's not that Zhang Zhuyu is easy to fool, Huitong made a ten-minute self-description to the two of them before.

In short, sweeping the floor.

Sweep and sweep and you will be invincible!

By the way, I also sighed that life is as lonely as snow or something.

Then, there were two more monks sweeping the floor in the backyard, and a little red rooster sweeping the floor.

Huitong slowly cleaned the backyard, meticulous in every movement and expression.

It's as if you want to wipe away every grain of dust from the ground, making it even more dust-free.

There is nothing abnormal on the surface, but there is a little mess in the heart.

When did such a strongman appear again, I hope it doesn't target the Pure Land Temple!

"What people!"

Seeing that the three thousand white bones he summoned were all shattered in an instant, the white bone spirit instantly became angry.

Although those white bones are just cannon fodder summoned by themselves, they see that their plan is about to succeed.

After all, although this old monk has a hard mouth.

But as long as you arrest all the monks in the entire temple and use the lives of these monks to pry open the mouth of this old monk, the reincarnation of the Buddha is not the meat in his mouth?

But now it's been disrupted by someone who doesn't know where it came from, how can the white bone spirit not be angry?!

"Knock~"

The sound of stepping into the air sounded, and the people of the entire Pure Land Temple seemed to see ripples in the sky at this moment.

The heavenly path paved with holy lotus flowers slowly appeared above the Pure Land Temple.

Then a monk appeared.

A strange sense of discord appeared on the monk's body.

As we all know, when people in the world first enter cultivation, they are all sharp, and even ordinary people can see that the other party is extraordinary.

But when the cultivation is deepened, this edge is constricted.

When refining and refining qi, refining qi and transforming gods, refining gods and returning to emptiness, and refining void merge to the last step, they can even be united with heaven and man for a short time.

As for the legendary immortals, that's not to mention.

It's like a bone spirit.

If there were no magical powers similar to fiery eyes that could see through the delusion, even if the white bone spirit stood there, she would be regarded as an ordinary village woman.

But the monk who suddenly appeared in front of him was too weird.

An incomparable sense of presence emanated from the monk's body.

It's as if he's the center of gravity in the world.

I have never seen such a superb person who still retains such a sense of existence.

What?

Why do you know that this person's cultivation is superb?

Needless to say.

The appearance is forced here, how weak can it be?

"Half-closed eyes look at all the worldly mediocrities, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised and smiling all over the world's heroes, and there are demons and evil in the pure place of Buddhism!" Xuanzang, who incarnated as a page of the book, said in a slightly cold voice.

Although I don't have a good impression of Jodoji Temple.

The three old monks are also slandered every day, and they can't wait for one of them to add a red buff to him.

But—

I have lived in Jodoji Temple for so many years.

The old monk said that even if there are more than three of them, it is also a nurturing grace for themselves.

If the poor monk beats it, can the cat and dog that pop up where can he also fight?

Xuanzang is very unhappy now.

It's like the attitude of many netizens to a certain mobile phone in the previous life.

In normal times, it should be sprayed, and it should be black.

But if people in other countries are black, that's not okay.

Even if there are too many insiders in our own country, what does it matter to you.

Let's have enough to eat!

"Friends of the Daoists, please report your name. ”

The white bone spirit frowned, stared at Xuanzang in the sky with a pair of glasses and asked.

Immortal characters!

Although he didn't feel any immortal aura from the other party, just relying on the other party's incomparable sense of existence, the white bone spirit instinctively divided them into the same level of people.

"Poor Monk - A Page Book of Hundred Generations of Jinglun!"

Xuanzang bowed his head and looked at it carefully.

The first thing I saw was naturally the death of the white bone spirit.

No matter what time it is, Xiao Yao will become the most conspicuous existence, after all, the appearance is there, why don't you go to see the white bone spirit around her?

Just glanced at Xuanzang and took his gaze back.

It seems that it is still the trouble that I have caused myself.

was beaten away by himself at the beginning, and it is obvious that this is looking for parents to do things!

"A page of the book?" the White Bone Spirit wondered.

I haven't heard of this name, it doesn't seem to be a famous monk, and then the white bone spirit stretched his brows and looked at Xuanzang.

"This temple has a grudge with the old body, and I don't know if the Taoist friends can make it convenient. ”

The White Bone Spirit said politely.

Although he won the battle against these three old guys, his family knows his own affairs.

I only won it by relying on the strength of human immortals, and relatively speaking, what I am good at is not fighting.

It's camouflage.

Camouflage yourself like a painted skin, and win by stratagem.

It's better not to do it or not to do it.

"Coincidentally, this temple also has a grudge against Lao Gao!" Xuanzang said coldly.

"Hahaha, that's really a coincidence, when the old body asks about Chen Xuanzang's whereabouts, all the people in the entire temple will be handed over to you to deal with, and the old body can help you kill all the people in the entire temple, what do you think?"

“biu~”

The white bone spirit only felt a pain in his chest, and his throat was even sweeter, and the next moment he looked at his abdomen in horror.

There was a finger-like wound that kept bubbling black outward.

His own immortal-level defense can't even reach the time to block the opponent's moves?!

"Armor-piercing sharp seven spin fingers~"

The name of the move came out of Xuanzang's mouth faintly.

The white bone spirit was speechless for an instant.

After the fight, he shouted the move-

I don't know what to say.

"Amitabha, evil and wicked, poisonous creatures, like this, I will kill you!"

"You're looking for death!"

Although the white bone spirit was injured, the next moment the injury completely turned into endless anger, and he was actually injured!

A demonic white bone sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and the power of human immortals was poured into it, and the boundless demonic qi suddenly enveloped the entire hall.

The faces of the three old monks instantly became very solemn.

The moment the white bone spirit used this trick, Rao was also aware of the cultivation of the three of them, as if the bones in his body had been summoned by something, and he had the feeling of being separated from his body and turned into a spirit.

I couldn't help but suppress this feeling with mana, and at the same time looked at the page of the book in the air worriedly, after all, the target of this move is a page of the book, and it is only a prelude, which shows how strong this move is.

"Demon white bones, reverse yin and yang!"

"Don't measure yourself, a pneumatic mountains and rivers!"

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