Xiao Lei Yin Temple, Meng Huan woke up, checked himself, and found that there was nothing wrong, he breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time wondered in his heart, could it be that the yellow-eyed monster brought himself just to read a scripture for himself?

Meng Huan looked around and found that the Yellow Eyebrow Monster was no longer there, and when his divine sense was released, he didn't see the Yellow Eyebrow Monster, he seemed to have gone out and was not in the temple.

"Good chance!"

He got up and prepared to run away, but before leaving, the ghost picked up another sutra on the offering table, and as for the Maitreya sutra, he didn't want to spend a day unconsciously like this!

Could it be that there are 300 children's songs that can awaken people's truth, goodness and beauty?" Meng Huan held the scripture in his hand, a little curious.

When the scripture was opened, Meng Huan couldn't understand the words inside, but he could read the meaning, which was a scripture praising the golden crow.

Meng Huan looked at it and couldn't help but read it, as if he saw a golden crow flying up, rising from the East China Sea, shining on the world, allowing all things to breed and contain creation.

The golden black crown feather he put away floated up, and the sun true fire contained in it slowly overflowed from the feathers, and was absorbed into his body by Meng Huan for refining, and he separated from the fire independently with Nanming, and was not absorbed by the fusion of the fire.

This is the immortal fire contained in the feather that is at least a great achievement, and it is even a perfect immortal fire, which still exists in the world after countless years.

The true fire of the sun was about to move, as if it wanted to devour the Nanming Lihuo that Meng Huan had refined, and the two flames fought in Meng Huan's dantian.

The sun really turned into a golden crow, and Nan Mingli turned into a fire phoenix, flying and fighting. Although the level of the Sun True Fire in this is higher than that of Meng Huan's Nanming Lihuo, Nanming Lihuo has already been refined by Meng Huan and occupies the home field, as long as the fire still exists, it will never stop from the fire.

The two flames are inseparable, and they are both full of spirituality at this time, wanting to devour each other and perfect their bodies.

Meng Huan felt that he had turned into a golden crow, soaring into the heavens and the earth, and shining on the world, but he seemed to feel the restlessness of the two flames, and he carried the cultivation method of Nanming Li's fire supernatural power, while reciting the Great Ri Rulai Sutra.

The two flames slowly balanced, no longer fighting each other, and seemed to be familiar with each other, and the Sun True Fire was refined by Meng Huan and completely controlled.

Meng Huan woke up and took a long breath, the golden crow crown feather in his hand had disappeared, and the feathers without the support of the sun's true fire still couldn't withstand the infection of the years after all.

"I didn't expect this to be a scripture for cultivating the true fire of the sun, the Great Day Rulai True Sutra, isn't it the Great Day Rulai Lu Pressure Sutra?"

Meng Huan closed the scriptures and found that the scriptures seemed to have some changes, and there was a lack of spirituality.

"Hahaha! Amitabha, congratulations to the donor, congratulations to the donor, the donor really has a relationship with my Buddha!" At this time, the yellow-eyed old monster didn't know how to appear, congratulating Meng Huan.

Meng Huan remained silent, he had already memorized the content of the scriptures, put the scriptures back on the offering table, and calmly said to the Huangmei monster: "The master said that he laughed, what do I like, and where do I have a relationship with the Buddha? ”

"Donor, you read the scriptures, and the Buddha in the scriptures was invited into your body, and you can't erase this cause and effect!" The yellow-eyed old monster didn't care about the prevarication in Meng Huan's words.

As soon as Meng Huan heard the cause and effect, he felt himself, and found that he had not been manipulated or done on his body, and he was relieved.

However, if the Western Great Ri Rulai, or the Wuchao Zen Master, did something on him, he probably wouldn't be able to detect it.

"What cause and effect? I'm just looking at the scriptures! You have also read the Maitreya Sutra, so isn't the Maitreya Buddha also invited into your body?"

The Sun True Fire of the Great Immortal Fire level in his body was also obtained by himself, and even if he didn't have this scripture, he could slowly refine it.

"Hahaha! Don't panic, Maitreya Buddha was indeed invited by me to suppress the evil demons. ”

Shameless!

"But does the donor know what I asked these two scriptures for?"

Meng Huan thought about it, I don't know why, is it to calculate with me?

"I don't know!" Meng Huan replied.

"Under this small Lei Yin Temple, suppressing a yin demon, Maitreya Buddha and Wuchao Zen Master two close-up scriptures for me to suppress evil demons, and now the Great Day Rulai Sutra has been made by the donor of the spirituality is completely gone. ”

The yellow-eyed old monster was bald at this time, and he explained that his head was the way, which was quite a bit of a person's feeling.

"At this time, can the donor know what the cause and effect are, and why he is related to my Buddha?"

"You are calculating me?" Meng Huan frowned, didn't he escape the calculation?

"Amitabha, don't say anything, this is not calculation, but fate. The yellow-eyed monster was not angry, he had always been smiling, and he had a bit of the inheritance of Maitreya Buddha.

"When Zen Master Wuchao wrote the scriptures, he said that today there is a person with the breath of the sun and true fire, let me bring it into the temple, and give the great day of the true scripture to this destined person to see, and the demons under the temple can be suppressed!"

Meng Huan was taken aback, didn't he say that when the Great Tribulation came, the Heavenly Dao would be blurred, and he couldn't see clearly, and he couldn't count it? Even a saint couldn't count it, right? Why did Wuchao Zen Master calculate that he would pass through this place?

Could it be that Wuchao Zen Master has already broken through to the saint?

Meng Huan fixed his mind, he didn't believe that Wuchao Zen Master could count him, logically speaking, he should also be an outlier, and he had an innate spiritual treasure on his body to cover the heavenly opportunity, where was it so easy to be calculated?

"What does the master need me to do?" Although Meng Huan had the Great Immortal Fire at this time, he was still not sure to defeat the person in front of him, unless the Yellow Eyebrow Monster abandoned the Acquired Spirit Treasure.

"Don't worry, don't worry, you just need to suppress the demon here with me, you don't need to do anything! Originally, it would take hundreds of years for me and these two scriptures to suppress this demon, but now with the help of the donor, it will definitely save ordinary time!"

"......" for hundreds of years, the daylilies have been cold, and there are too many opportunities when there are too many opportunities, and he will miss them.

The samadhi true fire of the Flame Mountain, the samadhi divine wind of the Yellow Wind Monster, the peach feast, and the Monkey King havoc in the Heavenly Palace......

But the Yellow Wind Monster didn't seem to allow Meng Huan to refute, and only wanted Meng Huan to help him complete the task.

......

At this time, Lu Qi, the seventh prince of the Golden Crow, said goodbye to the seven spider spirits in the Pansi Cave and rushed to the east, he was going to find the tomb of the great prince of the Golden Crow and find the inheritance of imperial arts.

And at this moment, he was turning into a long rainbow, flying near the Xiaoleiyin Temple, stopped, and glanced at the Xiaoleiyin Temple.

"Strange!"

He had a sense of familiarity, and a feeling that something that belonged to him had been taken away.

"Delusional!"

Lu Qi used the technique of turning the golden black rainbow into a rainbow, turning into a long rainbow and flying towards the east.

He remembered that when they flew up from the East China Sea, it was the Great Golden Crow that blocked the first arrow, and the body should have fallen in the east.