The three of them traveled for three days in the direction of the Far North, and the journey was quite smooth. But after the three of them stepped into a valley, Qingli keenly noticed that something was wrong. She quietly gave her two friends a look, and Zhang Jiajia and Murong Yu were also secretly vigilant. The three of them spent more than half an hour going around the valley, and they didn't get out of here. The expressions of the three of them became more and more solemn.

The three of them decided to stop and not leave, so as not to respond to all changes.

"Did we encounter a formation?" Zhang Jiajia asked with some uncertainty. Although she was not proficient in formations, her instincts told her that there was something strange here, and it didn't seem to be caused by the formation. However, they were trapped here without finding any unusual means, and the formation was one of them.

"No!" Murong Yu said with great certainty. Maybe all the talent in his body is on the sword path, and he really can't do it in the formation. Originally, Jian Xiu also paid attention to a method of breaking ten thousand, and when he encountered a formation, he usually forcibly broke the formation through his strength. However, sword cultivation will still be more or less exposed to and learn formations. After all, if you want to break the formation with brute force, you also need to know where the sword is stabbed. However, after teaching Murong Yu for so many years, he would still be trapped by the small maze, and the Spirit Void Sword Venerable finally gave up letting the little apprentice learn the formation. For the sake of the little apprentice who is an idiot in his own formation, the Spirit Void Sword Venerable is heartbroken. He directly asked the refining master to refine a Broken Array Bead. Although the bead is called "breaking the formation", it is actually just to help Murong Yu see where the formation eye is. Now the Broken Formation Bead on Murong Yu's body did not have any reaction, indicating that there was no formation here.

Qingli knew that Murong Yu had a broken formation bead. Since he said that it was not caused by the formation, Qingli believed it. And she really didn't sense any traces of the formation just now. Qingli frowned, she had another guess. If this is the case, she has to sigh that she and the Cold Water Palace are narrow.

"Is it a fantasy?" Zhang Jiajia then asked. Then he squatted down and picked a leaf of an ordinary herb, sniffed it, and touched it again. In the end, he himself opened his mouth to deny the speculation just now: "This is not an illusion. ”

In fact, Zhang Jiajia and Murong Yu didn't believe that this was an illusion. Because Qingli, the future Buddha, has a big plug-in. Her own practice, Myoho-renge-kyo, is quite mysterious. After she enters the relics realm, she will open the Buddha's eyes in advance. You must know that the Buddha's cultivation and opening the Buddha's eyes are generally in the small gold body. The function of the Buddha's eye is enormous, and one of them is to destroy all falsehood. Therefore, in front of the Buddha who opened the eyes of the Buddha, all illusions are paper tigers. Qingli is now in the late stage of Juyuan, and although the Buddha's eyes have not been opened, he can already distinguish whether he is in an illusion. Since Qingli didn't say that this is an illusion, then this is not an illusion.

Qingli had a delicate little face coldly, and the words she spit out could turn into ice slag: "Sumeru mustard seeds." Hehe, the Cold Water Palace is really a big deal. Since you even took out the Sumeru mustard seeds, are you still afraid of showing up?"

Zhang Jiajia and Murong Yu felt a pang in their hearts, one of them held a medicine bottle, and the other held a sword to protect Qingli's side, in a state of preparing for battle.

"Hehehehe······" A woman's laughter rang out from all around. The sound is very crisp and good, like a silver bell. It's a pity that the three people present are not interested in appreciating.

"It's worthy of being a little demon from Fahua Temple, but I know a lot. As the words fell, a group of people from the Cold Water Palace appeared in front of the three of Qingli. Standing in the middle of this group of people was none other than Duanmu Yue, the young palace master of the Cold Water Palace.

Duanmu Yue opened her hands like a flower butterfly and spun around in place, and then smiled at Qingli: "You Buddhists always say Sumeru, what mustard seeds." But this young palace master has never heard of such a treasure in your Buddhist sect. But we who are despised by you bald donkeys, who are sanctimonious, possess this Sumeru mustard seed. Little monk, how good is my Sumeru mustard seed?"

Qingli didn't want to be verbose with Duanmu Yue, but the other party insulted the head of the Buddha, so she was not polite. The monks don't speak, so Qingli usually complains in her heart and rarely opens her mouth for stoma. Since the other party wants her to evaluate, then she will evaluate it well.

Although he had never seen Qingli's poisonous tongue, Murong Yu had learned about Qingtan's poisonous tongue attribute from his master more than once. And according to his understanding of Fahua Temple, since Qingli is Qingtan's junior sister and can live nourishingly under his teaching, Qingli's poisonous tongue attribute is definitely not low. Murong Yu had seen his master's mouth cannon skills. As the junior sister of Qingtan, who is known to be better than his own master, Murong Yu feels that he is very much looking forward to the fate of this woman opposite. At this moment, Murong Yu's eyes as he looked at Duanmu Yue were full of sympathy and schadenfreude.

Sure enough, he didn't disappoint Murong Yu, and as soon as Qingli opened his mouth, he smashed Huang Long: "I said that the donor can't wander around like a flower and butterfly?" Although you feel good about yourself. But the poor monk still has to say, don't be weird if you look ugly. Although I am a Buddha with compassion, I am taught to be universal to all sentient beings. But you are still ugly like this, I think the Buddha is afraid that he doesn't want you out of the sea of suffering. Although all living beings are equal in the eyes of the Buddha, you are so ugly, it is unfair to you to other average-looking people. ”

"Poof, hahahaha······" Zhang Jiajia burst out laughing directly. Qingli's mouth is too damaged, and it actually implies that Duanmu Yue is ugly, and even the Buddha can't bear to let her out of the sea of suffering.

Duanmu Yue is not stupid, of course she understands the meaning of Qingli's words. She has always been proud of her appearance, and she pointed at Qingli with one finger at the moment, and her fingers trembled as if she had Parkinson's syndrome. After a long time, Duanmu Yue spoke: "You······ You girl dare to call me ugly. ”

"Amitabha, the donor is still a little self-aware, so it seems that you can still be saved. ”

"Little bald donkey, are you blind? The head of this young palace is also ugly like this? I heard that the monks don't speak. You little monk dare to say that you are in a trance. I don't know if your Buddha master knows?" Duanmu Yue was so angry that he didn't stutter anymore.

Qingli had a calm smile on her face, and continued to poke at Duanmu Yue's taboo point: "What the donor said is just beauty, and in the eyes of the poor monk, it is just a stinky skin. If the heart is not beautiful, no matter how beautiful the skin is, it will only be disgusting. And when it comes to external beauty. The poor monk's friends are more than twice as beautiful as you. What's more, he has an equally beautiful heart. ”

Duanmuyue doesn't care about the beauty of the soul, the beauty of the heart. But she cares a lot about her looks. I heard Qingli say that Zhang Jiajia is more than twice as beautiful as her. Duanmu Yue, who had been focusing on Qingli and Murong Yu from the beginning, was finally willing to pay attention to Zhang Jiajia at this moment. Zhang Jiajia teased her hair quite cooperatively, and smiled at her amorous way. Duanmu Yue's pupils constricted, even if she didn't want to admit it, she knew that the person in front of her was indeed beautiful and jealous. Duanmu Yue hated to rush up and ruin this face.

Qingli seemed to feel that Duanmu Yue was not hit enough, and continued: "Besides, Jiajia is a famous man. You say you're not as good as a man, and you dare to call yourself a peerless beauty?"

The words "man", "man!" smashed into Duanmuyue's heart like a hammer. She was like a fascination and repeatedly muttered in her heart, "My appearance actually lost to a man······" Then Duanmu Yue fainted as if she couldn't stand the stimulation.

Before the two sides started fighting, Qingli went down to the city first with his mouth cannon and gave the local leader.

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