The fire flow paints the wall, and in the blink of an eye, the circle is red!

Those Buddhas, those celestial beings, in the blink of an eye, changed their appearance in the fire condensed by dansha.

The robe was transformed into a red robe, red hair grew on the bald head, and even the lotus platform under the seat was replaced with a scorching red lotus!

Between the white shadows escaping, there is only a stream of fire, overwhelming, leaving no room for respite-

Even if you have bad eyes, you can see at this moment that the white shadow escaping on the painting wall is a white fox!

The painters in the hall watched in amazement at the sinister battle that arose in the painting wall.

Next to the statue of the Buddha, the Venerable Venerable who has grown full of red hair and is still vulgar, the Bayeux Sutra in his hand suddenly shook open, and the unfolded scroll was like a group of dragons soaring into the air, and in a blink of an eye, it covered the entire painting wall.

But on that scroll, there is no Buddhist Sanzang Wonderful Truth, only a mystical talisman scattered out!

The talisman came down with the light of the fire, turning into a fire crow, burning the painting of the wonderful Buddha country into a scorching sea of fire, even if the white fox's body was as sensitive as electricity, but there was still no place to stay in a sea of fire.

Just when the white fox hesitated slightly, he saw the ghost mother on the picture who was holding the edge of the Buddha's stone bowl with both hands, and he didn't know when he had the strength, so he grabbed the stone bowl all and buckled it towards the white fox!

On the top of the stone bowl, the white fox who had nowhere to escape fell completely under the confinement of the stone bowl.

But at this moment, the junior apprentice, who had been stunned by this scene, suddenly heard a crisp female voice in his ears, which was the voice he didn't want to forget for the rest of his life: "Little brother, I didn't commit any crimes, just because I am a monster, so the real people of the Daomen can't allow me, an alien, to hide in the painting, and please save me!"

The voice was extremely soft, and the junior apprentice was at the age of strong blood, and a blush suddenly appeared on his little face. Fortunately, he was still a little sensible and did not dare to answer loudly.

Secretly looked around, and saw that the senior brothers around were staring at the sudden demon subjugation change on the painting, and no one could think of starting to write. Even Liu Zhizhao was stunned with his mouth half-open, and then asked in a low voice: "I ...... How am I going to save you?"

The female voice echoed in the ears of the junior apprentice again: "Little brother, I am just a wisp of spirit, sheltered in Buddhist paintings, but I was seen through by the masters, and I made paintings with paintings, using cinnabar as a spiritual guide, and evolved a wall of fire, which pressed me in a bowl and was refined by fire, and sooner or later I will be destroyed." It's not difficult for the little brother to save me, as long as you use chalk to change the bowl that is holding me down a few strokes and draw it into a broken bottom bowl, I will naturally be able to come out. ”

Hearing this, the young apprentice nodded violently, ignoring the others, grabbed the brush suddenly, dipped it in the watered chalk powder, and smeared it violently on the bottom of the stone bowl on the wall!

Suddenly, a light appeared at the bottom of the stone bowl, and in the light, a fox white shadow suddenly burst out and rushed straight to the sky!

The fox had a carmine at the corners of its eyes, a long fluffy tail, but the tip of its tail was trimmed to look like a wishful bead, and on its back sat a young nun with a white cloth wrapped in a white cloth and wearing a silk robe, smiling slightly at the young apprentice, and disappeared in an instant.

But this is not to say that the nun riding the white fox escaped, and the mutation ended.

On the wall of the painting, the stone bowl that was painted with chalk and painted as a leaky bottom trembled slightly, and then fell from the painting.

Wei Yanei didn't know when, he stood under the painting wall, holding an identical broken stone bowl in his hand, and glanced at the junior apprentice.

"So, this kind of adolescent imp, both hands will be stained with the smell of chestnut flowers every night, which is really tempting. You don't even need to see a real person, you just need to smack twice. Muttering, he stepped out of the door of the main hall with the stone bowl in one hand, leaving a chaotic scene in place.

Liu Zhizhao finally came back to his senses from the shocked state, and the first thing that came into his eyes was a picture of an immortal official with a sword in his eyes, and he couldn't help but shout: "The devil and mother unveiling the bowl left by the Wuyu Department, how did it become like this?!"

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At this time, if you want to find out who destroyed this famous painting, I am afraid that it will be too late.

In the sky above Bianliang City, thousands of meters above the clouds, a white shadow carrying a nun galloped towards the east.

The white fox, with four paws stepping on the white clouds, leaped with great lightness.

But before it could pass through a white cloud, it slammed on the brakes.

Across the clouds, a pair of green carp floated in the sky in a very unnatural way, with bridle reins tied to their backs, pulling an ancient chariot.

In the car, the Bamboo Crowned Daoist was playing with the tattered stone bowl taken from the painting, but his eyes were locked on the white fox.

There are also people who sit on the back of a white fox.

The head is wrapped in a white cloth, the tail is attached to the shoulders of the monk's robe, and the black five-strip robe and the footbag straw sandals with different toes are all with a strong island flavor.

seems to be conservative clothes, but it is matched with a soft face that people can't help but pity.

Yunche and the white fox confronted each other, and the white fox seemed to feel some great pressure, and involuntarily arched his back.

However, on the back of this beast, the young nun smiled faintly, put one hand on her chest, lowered her eyebrows and lowered her head to ask: "Zhu Yue, a bhikshuni of Daoming Temple in Liantu Mountain, meet the great immortal of the Song Kingdom." ”

"Daoming Temple, this is not filming the eight-o'clock soap opera "Meteor Garden". The immortal warlock flicked his tongue, and then immediately reacted: "Liantushan Daoming Temple? I see, the seven factions of the Koyasan Shingon Sect have their own lineages of Buddha, and you are a disciple of the Imperial Family in the Koyasan Shingon Sect, which directly belongs to the Heavenly Emperor Family." It's not right, the monks of the imperial family, if you are not the heir of the Empress of Heaven, you can't inherit it, I see that you are so charming and charming, how can you have the bloodline of the Heavenly Emperor family, who is obsessed and short, and has unbalanced facial features?"

Listening to Wei Ye's derogation of his nominal supreme leader, Nun Zhuyue was very calm: "Daxian seems to know a lot about our country?"

"I can't talk about understanding, I just know a little common sense. Common sense is a thing that rarely involves things that are too out of the ordinary. For your Shingon Sect, Wei only knows that your patriarch Kukai was a Tang monk who entered Chang'an to seek Dharma in the Tang Dynasty, and from the monk Huiguo of Qinglong Temple, he obtained two empowerment inheritances of the Esoteric Vajra Realm and the Tibetan Realm. As for how many factions and how many streams of your Koyasan Esoteric Sect have been divided after Kukai Monk, then it is not the object of my in-depth study, or you can report your own family and save me some trouble?"

Listening to Wei Ye's unkind words, Zhu Yue responded softly: "Please forgive me for being rude." ”

Immediately, the long tail behind the white fox stood up, and the fluffy tail instantly changed into a large pile of wishful orbs with threads, and in front of this pile of orbs with the taste of nouveau riche, the originally plainly dressed nun also suddenly changed mysteriously!