Although Xiao Mian's cultivation has been short for a short time, he has saved a lot of messy things, although most of them are not worth many spirit stones, but there are indeed some things that are worth a lot of money, and after a few days of selling, Xiao Mian's net worth is a lot richer.

Xiao Mian didn't want to accumulate too many spirit stones in Liuyun City, after all, it was too eye-catching, and there was no need, Liuyun City was just the first big city he set foot in Xishu Prefecture, and in the future, he would follow the little monk back to the east, and there would definitely be other cities to stop along the way.

Therefore, Xiao Mian's sale was stopped.

On this day, the five people who had visited all the corners of Liuyun City were quite bored.

At this moment, Tuoba Ling remembered to come to Wanning Temple to open an altar and preach the Dharma. At that moment, as soon as everyone summed up, they decided to go to Wanning Temple to see how the little monk opened the altar to preach the Fa, according to Xiao Mian's words, it was to see if the little bald donkey was dead......

As the largest force in Liuyun City and even in the entire Liuyun Desert, Wanning Temple was not built in Liuyun City, but on Qianjing Mountain near Liuyun City.

Out of the north gate of Liuyun City, I looked all the way to the north, and I saw a not very high mountain standing not far away, that is the Qianjing Mountain, the first mountain of Liuyun Desert.

Looking at the mountain and running dead horses, although the five of them were all cultivators, it took half a day to rush from Liuyun City to Qianjing Mountain. Seeing that Tuoba Ling's flying speed was too slow, Zhu Yanji, who looked impatient, took out the nephrite incense account and flew away with everyone.

The nephrite incense account turned out to be a piece of artifact that could carry people away, of course, this is only a function attached to it, and the speed is naturally slightly inferior to Xiao Mian's Aoki flying boat. But even so, it was much faster than the speed of the Tuoba Ling Foundation Formation Monk.

Perhaps because the little holy monk opened the altar to preach the Dharma in Wanning Temple, the mountain gate was closed on weekdays, and ordinary monks could not enter the Wanning Temple, which opened the mountain gate to welcome guests.

At noon, a group of five people finally climbed Qianjing Mountain and entered Wanning Temple.

Although it was noon, the little monk's preaching did not stop.

Xiao Mian and the others didn't want to interrupt the little monk's lecture, so they randomly found an empty seat on the periphery and sat down. I didn't want the little monk's spiritual sense to be extremely keen, as soon as Xiao Mian and the others sat down, he glanced at it as if he felt something, and nodded slightly.

After that, suddenly, the little monk began to talk about the way of cultivating Buddhism in a different way.

The so-called heterogeneity is all non-human genera.

For example, demons, demons, ghosts, and monsters, in the teachings of the little monks, all living beings with spiritual wisdom can cultivate the Buddha, and as long as they devote themselves to the Buddha, they can get rid of the sea of suffering.

Xiao Mian, Tuoba Ling, and Tuoba Lan are all human monks, and they are boring to hear, and Zhu Yanji, as a ghost monk, naturally listens to it with relish, and does not want to return to the sea, a big man who was privately defined as a stupid big man by Xiao Mian and others, and he also listened attentively.

Originally, everything was fine, but changes suddenly occurred.

Zhu Yanji listened attentively, and unconsciously followed the little monk's lecture and began to run her own corpse exercises, and integrated her own experience into the new cultivation.

As a result, Zhu Yanji's body inevitably began to exude a ghostly aura.

The monks of Wanning Temple soon discovered Zhu Yanji's abnormality, because of Zhu Yanji's identity as a quasi-Yuanying monk, this matter even alarmed the first seat of the Vinaya of Wanning Temple!

Extinguishing the fate is the first seat of the Vinaya of Wanning Temple, and it is also a quasi-Yuan infant monk.

When Xuan Yuan saw Zhu Yanji and the heavy corpse qi that was lingering around Zhu Yanji, he did not come out to accuse him at the first time, but thoughtfully glanced at the little monk who was closing his eyes and preaching the Fa - he didn't believe that the little holy monk would not be able to find the corpse qi!

Since the little holy monk discovered the corpse qi but didn't stop it, why did he come out to destroy his fate?

With this mentality, the extinction stood under the eaves of the house and watched the changes.

With the passage of time, more and more people discovered the corpse qi on Zhu Yanji's body, and even Xiao Mian and others beside Zhu Yanji also noticed something unusual. It's just that seeing that Zhu Yanji at this time is clearly doing her work to a critical juncture, Xiao Mian and the others are naturally not bothered.

They don't want to disturb Zhu Yanji's rare state of mind, but there is no shortage of bamboo shoots in the cracks of the stone on the scene - strong!

A Jindan monk who was sitting in front of Xiao Mian and the others suddenly turned his head and glanced at Zhu Yanji with a solemn expression. After perceiving Zhu Yanji's true yuan fluctuations that were even more powerful than him, he didn't want to cause trouble, but he glanced over and saw the Extinction Divine Monk looking at Zhu Yanji thoughtfully, and the man's mind was hot, so he stood up suddenly.

This person's name is Du Jiu, and he is a well-known person in Liuyun City who bullies the weak and fears the hard.

"Wanning Temple is a quiet place for Buddhism, where does the charm come from?"

"Wanning Temple is a quiet place for Buddhism, where do headless flies come from?"

Almost unchanged, Xiao Mian sent Du Jiu's words back.

Du Jiuhao was also a Jindan high-level monk, and when he saw Xiao Mian, a Jindan junior monk, he dared to contradict him, and he only felt that his face was a little unbearable.

Looking at Xiao Mian's side again, Zhu Yanji is certainly a quasi-Yuanying monk, but now that he is enlightened, he can ignore it, and with the presence of the fate-destroying monk, what if Zhu Yanji wakes up?

The highest cultivation among the others was none other than Guihai, a Jindan mid-level cultivator, which made Du Jiu breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time sneered with disdain.

"Boy! This is Wanning Temple! Don't think that you can do whatever you want if you have a ghost path quasi-primordial monk, this is the Liuyun Desert, and it is the world of the righteous path!"

"The right way, what is the right way?" Standing up slowly, Xiao Mian was facing the high-ranking monk of the golden pill, and asked rhetorically, "The little holy monk who is teaching the Fa, but the right way?"

"That's nature!"

"Then why did the little holy monk encounter several ambushes and assassins on the way back to the east? Where is your so-called righteous path? Where are you?"

"This ...... At that time, I didn't know about the ambush of the little holy monk......"

"I didn't know at the time? Okay, you should know now, right?" Under Xiao Mian's repeated questioning, Du Jiu nodded unconsciously, and the next moment, Xiao Mian continued to ask: "It is rumored that the little holy monk will leave Liuyun City and continue to travel east in ten days. Our brother has already decided to accompany the little holy monk to return to the east, and protect the safety of the little holy monk all the way to the Shichahai, since this Taoist friend knows about this, I don't know what to do?"

"This ......" opened his mouth to stammer, Du Jiu was annoyed and ashamed, pointed at Xiao Mian's nose and scolded: "I am a Jindan high-level monk, you are a little Jindan junior monk, I don't respect my seniors, but I call you a fellow Daoist, and I disrespect my seniors, right?"

"Seniors are naturally worthy of respect, but if it is a stone in a thatched pit, even if it has existed for thousands of years and is stubborn, will you call it a senior?"

"You!Vertical son!Look for death!"

was jokingly called "the stone in the pit" by Xiao Mian, and Du Jiu, who was already annoyed and angry, was even more angry, stretched out a big hand and grabbed Xiao Mian.

That big hand was a true element illusion, not an entity, it became bigger and bigger in the air, and when it rushed in front of Xiao Mian, it was already as heavy as a mountain, shaped like a square seal, not only shrouded Xiao Mian in the range of the attack, but even Tuoba Ling and Tuoba Lan did not let go.

Xiao Mian was furious when he saw it, and it was not uncommon for him to fight in the cultivation world, but even if Xiao Mian offended the other party in his words, it was only Xiao Mian who did it, but the other party involved innocent people without asking questions, obviously wanting to wipe out Xiao Mian and the others and never suffer in the future.

Since Xiao Mian dared to collide with the other party, he was naturally not defenseless, and at worst, there was still the little monk, the big Buddha.

Since the little monk didn't mean to stop it, he must not mind interrupting his grand ceremony of opening the altar to preach the Fa, right?

Thinking so, Xiao Mian threw a heavy punch towards the big hand.

At the same time, Tuoba Lan protected Tuoba Ling behind him, and the gentleman who was originally as gentle as jade became heroic in an instant, and a cyan streamer flew out, but it was Tuoba Lan's portable sword--Flying Sword of the Beginner Magic Weapon Level-Wind Wings!

The speed of the Wind Wings was extremely fast, and it hit the big handprint sent out by the opponent before Xiao Mian's fist. In the fierce and piercing cutting sound, the thick big hand was forced to break a hole by the Wind Wings, and at the same time, Xiao Mian's heavy fist hit the hollow with no room for fire.

Silently shattered, the big handprint from the other party quietly shattered.

Xiao Mian's heavy punch did not stop in moderation, after passing through the hole, the golden fist power transformed into a huge golden fist and hit Du Jiu's body.

Although Du Jiu is a high-level cultivator of Jindan, he is not a refiner, and he was punched by Xiao Mian at such a close distance, although he did not worry about his life, he also retreated three steps in one breath, his face was even more red and white, and he had obviously suffered a lot of internal injuries.

As a result, the local conflict, which had not been noticed by many people, evolved into the focus of attention, and the little monk also abruptly stopped preaching.

Taking a deep breath and forcibly suppressing the mouthful of blood that surged to his throat, Du Jiu's face was gloomy as iron, and he stared at Xiao Mian and Tuoba Lan. I don't want to just when he wanted to hit the two of them hard regardless of his face, a burly figure appeared in front of him, and the powerful Jindan high-level momentum was not angry and arrogant, so that he didn't dare to act rashly.