In the next few days, Meng Huan comprehended supernatural powers during the day, cultivated true fire at night, and whenever Yin Crow Jiuxuan released an empty cannon, he would be burned by Meng Huan with the true fire of the sun, but he still asked Meng Huan to save him every day, saying that there would be a good reward.

Although Meng Huan felt strange, could it be that this person had been abused for millions of years, and then he liked to be abused? He teased Meng Huan every day, and the only thing that responded to him was the true fire of the sun.

In the past few months, Meng Huan has been reciting Buddhist scriptures during this time, realizing supernatural powers, but he has precipitated a lot, and his mood has also improved.

That night, the crow bird man didn't know what was wrong, and he actually shouted: "Little Golden Crow, save me, I will give you benefits!"

The yellow-eyed old monster also heard it, suddenly opened his eyes, stared at Meng Huan, and said, "Senior brother, did you hear anything?"

As soon as the scriptures stopped, the two did not communicate with each other, and the hidden space in the Xiaoleiyin Temple naturally disappeared.

"It seems that the suppressed demon is shouting what little golden crow?"

Although Meng Huan answered the truth, he was nervous at this time, if the crow confided in Meng Huan's communication with him in the past few days, Meng Huan would probably have to fight on the street.

The two continued to chant the scriptures, and the crow began to talk nonsense again, but this time the yellow-eyed old monster seemed to ignore what the yin crow said, and just chanted the scriptures.

Meng Huan slowly increased the amount of the sun's true fire, wanting to teach him a lesson.

"Oh, little golden crow, don't burn me, you'll burn me to death!" The crow began to shout again, but Meng Huan did not stop.

The yellow-eyed old monster frowned and said, "Xuangu, did you hear what the demon who suppressed here said?"

Meng Huan didn't speak, he recited the true scriptures, and found that he could see the Yin Crow Nine Xuan, and he could also see the yellow-eyed old monster, this little Leiyin Temple was very wonderful.

Meng Huan looked at Huang Mei's eyes and knew that he couldn't see the yin crow at this time.

"Nothing!" Meng Huan replied.

At this moment, Meng Huan suddenly heard a burst of laughter, which echoed throughout the Xiaoleiyin Temple, not only Meng Huan, but also the old monster with yellow eyebrows.

"What's going on?"

Both of them were puzzled, Meng Huan was a little uneasy, he felt that he seemed to have been tricked, the yin crow should not be afraid of the true fire of the sun, but he deliberately provoked him and let Meng Huan burn him with the true fire of the sun.

And the Yin Crow is imprisoned by land pressure, maybe the true fire of the sun is the key to releasing him!

"Hahaha! My Yin Jiuxuan has finally come out!"

only heard his voice and didn't see his person, but Meng Huan was frightened and hurriedly retreated.

The yellow-eyed old monster shouted: "Who is the demon, dare to release it in my little Leiyin Temple!"

He took out the golden cymbal, took out the wooden mallet, and a mallet hit the golden cymbal, and the sound was like a Buddha's thought, echoing in all directions, driving away evil spirits and suppressing demons.

But this seems to be useless to Yin Jiuxuan!

"Hahaha, little friend, thank you for your sun true fire, in order to repay you, let me use your physical body to preach!"

A black shadow appeared from the void, and instantly penetrated into the center of Meng Huan's eyebrows, and it was vaguely visible that there were broken golden chains in the hall, and the hidden void was revealed.

"Demon, watch the fight!" The yellow-eyed old monster felt bad, this was the task assigned by the Buddha, if he messed up, what was waiting for him would be reincarnation.

The golden cymbal quickly grew larger and went towards Meng Huan.

Meng Huan was occupied by Yin Jiuxuan at this time, his gray clothes turned black, his black hair was like a waterfall, his eyes were deep, and he didn't take this golden cymbal in his eyes.

"Little bald donkey, I won't trouble you, but you're going to trouble me? Let the big golden crow and the fat monk wait, and I'll go to them to settle accounts." ”

Yin Jiuxuan flicked the golden cymbal that came with his hand, transforming into a crow with deep yin qi, and the big black crow spread its wings and directly hit the prohibition of this small thunder sound temple.

Rumble!

The prohibition of the Little Lei Yin Temple shattered, and the black crow pierced through it.

"Demon Hugh go, what did you do to the Xuangu donor, hand it over to me!" Meng Huan was a destined person selected by Wuchao Zen Master in his eyes, how could he have a loss?

The yellow pouch was taken out, and he went straight to the black crow, and wanted to take him.

"Fat monk's human seed bag, damn it!"

The crow was a little jealous, thinking that Mile Buddha had arrived.

Who doesn't know who it is, Yin Jiuxuan is just a claw at this time, and he has dealt with the human seed bag, even if it is an acquired treasure, its power depends on whose hands it is.

"Damn it!"

It's not that he doesn't want to kill the old monster with yellow eyebrows, but at this time, in Meng Huanzi's mansion, Meng Huan Yuanshen is holding a Qingping remnant sword, constantly attacking Yin Jiuxuan's soul body, so that he has no time to care.

"You get out of my flesh!"

"Damn, how can this kid have such a spiritual treasure, a sword that is born and matured the day after tomorrow. ”

At this time, a golden light shot out from the human seed bag that was knocked away, a square face with big ears, revealing a big belly, and a smiling monk spirit appeared.

The yellow-eyed old monster called the Buddha and knelt down.

"Fat monk, dead bald donkey, you really don't go away. The big black crow's voice was a little excited and trembling.

"Amitabha, Yin Jiuxuan, it's good for you to go back with the poor monk, the poor monk doesn't want to do it!"

"Hmph, Maitreya, you're just a Buddha thought, and you still want to keep me?"

Yin Jiuxuan's mouth spit out a flame of black and gold, the golden one is the true fire of the sun, refined by Meng Huan, and the black one is an unknown flame, the two blended, and went straight to the incarnation of Maitreya Buddha.

If Meng Huan saw that this Sun True Fire actually had the power of Dao Fire, he would definitely be amazed, this person actually used the Immortal Fire as the base, understood it, and condensed the Dao on it.

Maitreya phantom smiled, and didn't care, the Buddha has words, one thought of the world, one thought of one incarnation, the art of Buddha thinking is no worse than the art of the Tao of the doppelganger.

This thought blossomed, as if Maitreya was in person, he picked up the seed bag, and put the black and gold flames directly into the seed bag, this bag can not only hold the acquired person, but also the acquired thing.

Maitreya Buddha collected the flames, and it was another bag, and he wanted to put the big crow in it, but at the critical moment, Yin Jiuxuan turned into a black and yellow rainbow and fled directly.

"Fat monk, you wait, I will definitely come back!" a voice came from far away, drifting here.

"How can this netherworld crow use this ghostly yin crow?" Maitreya Buddha Phantom sat in the air, still smiling.

"Buddha, aren't you chasing?" asked the yellow-eyed old monster cautiously.

"If you don't chase it, you won't be able to chase it back!" replied Maitreya.

The technique of turning into a rainbow can be called the first escape technique of the Three Realms, which can escape from other people's magic weapons, at this time Maitreya is just a phantom, how can he catch up?

"Okay, I don't blame you, you say the name of the person who was taken away, and I'll count it!" Maitreya Buddha saw the yellow-eyed old monster with a sad face, so he persuaded him.

The old man with yellow eyebrows was relieved, and said: "Tong'er only knows that he is called Xuangu, he is a demon king from afar, and he seems to be a person who is destined for the Buddha of the Great Ri!"

"Oh, wait until I count it!"

Maitreya Buddha pinched his fat fingers, his face was still smiling, but it was not so hearty, as if he was in trouble.

"Huangmei Tong'er, you were deceived by him, that Xuangu died hundreds of years ago, and the traces of reincarnation were erased, I can't count this person as a follower, wait for me to go back and ask the World Venerable!" Maitreya Buddha said.

The old man with yellow eyebrows was a little panicked, he couldn't imagine that Meng Huan was using a fake name, and the Five Elements Sect Master Xuan Gu had already died in retreat.

"Okay, Tong'er, you just stay here, and after the catastrophe, go back to Lingshan to knock on the chime and chant the scriptures!"

Maitreya Buddha's thought turned into a streamer of light and returned to the human seed bag.

And the yellow-eyed old monster knelt down to worship, and said yes.