Yesterday, Shen Fei used the agitation method to really make the young and ignorant Ting Fang quite miserable, after waking up, Ting Fang thought about it carefully, and also found that his actions were inappropriate, and he was pointed out by Ruoxue, but he had a feeling of being humiliated in public. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info was about to move when his eyes widened at the moment, but he was indeed stopped by Tingxi, who had "long eyes behind him", "Tingfang, how did you promise me before you went out, have you forgotten!"

This light sound was more effective than anything else, and Ting Fang immediately shrunk his neck, glared at Ruoxue viciously, and tightened his neck in a gray manner, and followed.

Nalan Ruoxue grimaced behind him, also like a child: "Stinky little ghost, I was taught a lesson by my sister, let's be happy." ”

The yellow-robed Taoist priests gathered in one direction, they were all uniformly dressed, wearing bright yellow Taoist robes, wearing high hats, carrying double swords, and some of them were crouched with rare beasts, which did not look like good people.

Walking on the streets, pedestrians dodged from afar, and the Tongtian Sect was notorious, and over the years, it even surpassed the Demon Sect.

There is also an inn opposite the inn where the monk Jingling lives, which is already overcrowded at the moment, from the third floor to the first floor, as long as the window is opened, there are Taoist priests of the Tongtian Sect sitting upright, drinking carelessly, but his eyes are on the inn opposite, without blinking.

The road between the two inns was no longer walking on the road at the moment, and the tense atmosphere made the ordinary people feel dangerous, and no one made special arrangements, so they gathered at the entrance of the alley, watched from a distance, and did not take a step forward.

The door of the inn where the Jingling monk lived was open, but there were no people in or out, and Xiao Er and the boss had already fled and did not know where to go. If you want to say that Xiao Er escaped, forget it, the boss is the owner of the restaurant, and he also ran away with him, which is really a new thing.

The inn was quiet and terrible, like the calm before the storm, and everyone watched from afar, and saw the black hole open like an abyss, and their hearts were cold.

In the tense atmosphere, the cold wind blew through the streets, rolling up the blades and scraps of paper, floating, floating, drifting, drifting high and then falling suddenly, and the grit in it burrowed into the eyes of children, causing children to "wow" The child's mother quickly covered the child's mouth, picked it up and prepared to leave, but still did not escape the punishment, walked a few steps, then fell to the ground bleeding through seven holes, mother and son, two lives, poor and no one cared, fell face down on the side of the road, showing the haste of the arrival of death, and the rapid flow of body temperature, which was worse than a flower picked up at sunset.

No one cared whether they lived or died, because their lives were worthless, and no one was afraid to escape, after all, such a scene was rare.

A fair contest in the arena, but it involved the core interests of the Tongtian Sect, the high-level of the sect respectfully worshiped him as a teacher, the Tongtian Sect not only lost, but also lost face, the sect boiled overnight, and the strength was quickly assembled. It can be seen from the speed of gathering that the strength of their own religion has grown to a certain point.

The wind was blowing on the ground, and there was a narrow path between the two inns on the same floor, one inn was overcrowded, and the other inn was quiet, there was no one, and even the light in the room was not very bright.

The yellow-robed Taoist priests stood on the dragon plate, staring at the opposite side with fierce eyes, and many monsters they had never seen before accompanied them, the largest of them was a lizard-looking thing, climbing on the roof of the inn and looking down, the surface of the scarlet flesh tongue was covered with protrusions, and the eyes were bulging, which was not easy to provoke at first glance.

There was wine and food on the table in front of the Taoist priests, and the owner of this inn was going to slip away after finding out that the situation was wrong, but unfortunately he was rejected unreasonably, including all the chefs and service staff in the inn, and they all stayed behind to serve the Taoist priest of Tongtian Sect for dinner.

The strange monsters that ran by from time to time frightened their hearts, and they wanted to leave the current place of right and wrong earlier.

The yellow-robed Taoist priest of the Tongtian Sect, an extremely evil person who walks in the world, has an ability that is very different from the current mainstream cultivators, and his disciples are known for their skills in controlling demon beasts.

Standing at the end of the street, looking at the situation in the inn from a distance, Shen Fei relied on himself to be far beyond the range of ordinary people's vision, and took in everything inside.

In the inn called "Sun Rain", there were about forty disciples of the Tongtian Sect, and three of them were the most noteworthy.

One of them once appeared in the place where he lived, and poisoned two ordinary people with many mouths and tongues by skillful means, with a hidden and unrevealing evil aura, and a colorful poisonous snake wrapped around his neck.

The other person, looking like an old dragon clock, coughed from time to time, his face was dark, vaguely sickly, and he was followed by an equally sick donkey, who seemed to be driving west at any time, but he had the strongest qi among all the Tongtian sect members, and when his eyes fell on him, he would feel the corrosive and burning sensation.

The last person, and the one most noteworthy, is a strong man who does not look like the Huaxia clan, although he is also wearing a wide yellow robe, but his body is clearly contoured, and the lines of his muscles can be seen. The huge lizard clinging to the roof is under his control, and all the Tongtian cultists are centered on him, which shows the dignity of his status.

The sick old man, the gloomy poisoner, and the rather exotic man, the three of them gathered around a table, facing the window, and while drinking, they glanced at the other side intentionally or unintentionally, looking bland and easy, but in fact nervous. After all, the one who was subdued by the Pure Spirit Monk was one of the best masters in the sect! None of the three dared to be careless.

In this long wait, the onlookers did not dare to come out, feeling that in the inn opposite, it seemed that there was some kind of wild beast hidden, which might pounce out at any time, and they would choose people to eat.

I don't know how long it took, the rather exotic man suddenly raised his right hand, and the Tongtian Sect members at the other tables, as if they had received an order from this, stood up one after another, burned the yellow talisman, and controlled the sitting alien demon to approach the inn opposite.

When Wang Yangzi controls the meat butterfly, he doesn't need to use the yellow fu as a medium, but they must do so, which shows the difference in strength.

The monsters also seemed to know that the "creatures" living in the inn opposite were not easy to mess with, so they gathered from all directions and walked cautiously, and when they approached the inn, everyone's hearts also rose to their throats.

But suddenly I heard a "bang", and the closed window on the second floor was pushed open, and the ordinary face of the pure spirit monk was revealed from the window: "Amitabha, donors are early." At the same time, a person walked out of the door downstairs, dressed in a yellow robe, wearing a high hat, carrying double swords, holding a yellow talisman, and his face was full of red light. He looked no different from yesterday, except that from the edge of the hat, it could be seen that Wang Yangzi's head was bare, and his hair was gone overnight, when he had been shaved.

"Amitabha, my heart has been decided, you can go back. Wang Yangzi followed the tone of the pure spirit monk and litigated: "Amitabha." "The Tongtian Sect members were half angry and half dead, thinking about the evil aura and pressure on Wang Yangzi's body when they met in the past, and then seeing him now, it was like a different person, "What kind of demon method did that cheap monk use!"

The Tongtian Sect members had not yet adapted to the current situation, but they heard Wang Yangzi say, "Donors, leave quickly, don't disturb my master's purity." When he said this, a pink meat butterfly appeared in the void, although it was much smaller than when I first saw it in the ring yesterday, but when the meat butterfly appeared, it still caused the screams of the crowd and the uneasiness of the strange demons. Wang Yangzi's status in the Tongtian Sect is not low, and the meat butterfly is even more notorious when he sits down, and it is not an ordinary demon beast that can compete with it.

The meat butterfly, which was originally good at stealth and clone, could kill this group of demon beasts when he appeared, but he probably entered the Buddhist gate and was contaminated with the nobility of Buddhism, Wang Yangzi did not do this, and controlled the meat butterfly to appear in the air, waving his wings to disturb the air flow, and not letting other demon beasts approach.

If you look closely, the meat butterfly appears next to the Pure Spirit Monk, and the poisonous firefly powder has no effect on the Pure Spirit Monk at all, and if you look closely, the meat butterfly seems to be avoiding the Pure Spirit Monk intentionally or unintentionally, so that she does not get too close.

"Demon monk, what kind of demon method did you use to turn my senior brother into this. As the butterflies were in full swing, a high-pitched, eerie voice came from the inn, the strange man who had wrapped the snake around his neck.

This humane name Shui Mozi, who entered the Tongtian Sect on the same day as Wang Yangzi, is a senior brother, and is also named for his ruthlessness and ability to spread plague. Shui Mozi and Wang Yangzi have a very good relationship, and when they see their senior brother like this, their hearts are like knives.

Seeing that the Pure Spirit Monk had not heard of it, he continued: "Demon monk, talk to you, quickly change my senior brother back to his original appearance, otherwise I will teach you to live rather than die!"

Shui Mozi spoke viciously, and the Pure Spirit Monk breathed the "fresh" air freely, and only said after a long time: "Amitabha, what the donor said is wrong, the person standing there is no longer Wang Yangzi, but a good monk." He felt deeply guilty, voluntarily put down the butcher's knife, became a Buddha on the spot, followed me, and went on an ascetic journey, and the little monk did not force it in the slightest. ”

"You demon monk, you dare to talk nonsense. ”

"Amitabha, the donor of ink, please leave quickly, don't be obsessed anymore, the poor monk has made up his mind to the Buddha. Wang Yangzi in the past, and now a good monk said.

"Senior brother!"

"Amitabha, there are only good and good monks in the world now, and there is no senior brother of yours. Wang Yangzi followed the example of a pure spirit monk and folded his hands reverently.

"Dead monk, what kind of magic did you perform on my senior brother!" Shui Mozi angrily waved his palm, shattering the windowsill in front of him.

The people watching the battle whispered: "If you want to say that this Pure Spirit Monk is really powerful, you haven't seen it, yesterday that Wang Yangzi was arrogant and domineering, extremely vicious, how fierce, I didn't expect to be subdued like this, if I didn't see it with my own eyes, it was really hard to believe." ”

"I also watched yesterday's battle, and it's unbelievable that such a ferocious person has become so obedient. I really don't know what the pure spirit monk came from, but with all the methods he is showing now, he is like a god. ”

"You say, the Pure Soul Monk will not be the reincarnation of the Buddha. ”

"I think the methods he has used are incredible, and it is not impossible. ”

Everyone, you say a word, I talk a word, there are a lot of speculations about the true identity of the pure spirit monk, and finally it is all summarized to the reincarnation of the Buddha. Shen Fei remembered that on the top of Shu Mountain, he had seen an ancient scroll that recorded a few words about the Buddha. All the supernatural powers of Buddhism were created by the Buddha, and thousands of years ago, when the Buddha walked in the world and recruited disciples, the three supernatural powers he showed were that Vajra is not bad, dreaming and shrinking the ground into inches. The Buddha walked asceticly in the world, and the pure spirit monk was determined to follow the old path of his ancestors, which shows the firmness of faith in his heart.

Faith is the goal, those who have firm beliefs must have perseverance beyond ordinary people, and it is possible to have strength beyond ordinary people, Shen Fei's heart moved, and he suddenly wanted to know if the pure spirit monk in front of him was also born in the thirteenth year of the emperor.

At this time, the wind was raging between the heavens and the earth, and the meat butterfly did not spread the plague, but waved its wings and set off a violent wind, even so, the ordinary demon beasts on the ground were too few to get close. The level gap between demon beasts and the gap between immortals is the same, there is an abyss-like distance.

"Demon monk, return my senior brother to me. As soon as the ink hand stretched out, the small snake wrapped around the neck flew out with a "whoosh", and in the process of moving forward, it became larger to a length of three or four zhang, tied the meat butterfly, and opened its mouth to devour.

Meat butterflies are elusive on weekdays, they can not only sneak, but also spread plagues, ordinary demon beasts are difficult to get close to at all, but today it is different, not only take the initiative to appear, but also purely use the wind set off by waving wings to exert deterrence, becoming a target that stays in the air.

The big snake pounced in one fell swoop, and soon wrapped around it, and the flexible snake body strangled the soft body of the meat butterfly to "squeak" and make a sound, and the mouth of the blood basin opened violently, and the hook-like fangs released cold light in the cold wind, biting the head of the meat butterfly. The latter's body was bound, screaming in pain, trying to flap his wings, and going to the sky, but he was entangled tighter and tighter by the big snake, and at a certain point in time, suddenly, with a "bang", the whole body "exploded", turning into hundreds of colorful little butterflies, which flew out of the gaps in the snake's body and flew to a high place to hide their traces.

"Boom" The big snake fell to the ground, crushing several unlucky demon beasts into meat sauce.

"Amitabha, the resentment in the donor's heart has been vented, please go back. The good monk folded his hands and said unhurriedly. In just one day, the momentum he exuded from top to bottom has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The big snake was responding to the owner's anger, the snake tail swept away, threw most of the nearby demon beasts away, turned around, and was about to bite the good monk, was forcibly controlled by Shui Mozi with a spell, and unwillingly "woohoo", along the nearby beams and pillars to the upstairs, where the pure spirit monk was.