Time was very tight, Zheng Zheng was worried that the owner of the divine thought just now would doubt himself, so he decided to go first.

As for the above Buddhist formation, Zheng Zheng smiled proudly, maybe it would be a very troublesome thing before, but now, it's simple. A lotus platform flew out of its chest, and it burned with blue flames.

This blue flame heart flame didn't seem to have a high temperature, but once it came into contact with the silver lock, it was like moisturizing things silently, and it began to melt the magic circle rapidly, giving people the illusion of strolling in a storm.

The silver lock burst out of fireworks one after another, but it was isolated by the blue flame first, and the probability of the True Yuan flame vibrating was minimized as much as possible.

Seeing that the silver lock finally melted into silver liquid and began to fall drop by drop, Zheng Zheng was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, and suddenly his face changed drastically, and then he saw a strong red wind blowing out of it, and the whole wing room suddenly sang Zen sound, and the light of the seal engraved on the doors and windows brightened all around, and then I heard someone roar angrily: "Ciming, you untrustworthy guy, you dare to put the Venerable under house arrest here, I will fight with you." ”

Depend on.

Zheng Zheng wanted to stop it too late, this thunder gate loud voice shook the entire Garan Temple, and it was difficult not to make dumplings now.

Without the restriction of the trapped demon silver lock, a walker with a demon shovel in his hand, a crescent hoop on his head, and a sinister face came out of the room. He is oily, with a fat mouth and big ears, and two rows of earrings, his body is thick and strong like a wall, he is a little nondescript and tired, with his chest and belly exposed, and a large tuft of black hair is particularly dazzling.

He was very angry, obviously he had a long-standing grudge, and the demon shovel couldn't help but say, so he banged the chamber, and the golden seal of the formation on it was completely smashed in the dance of his magic weapon.

When the walker saw Zheng Zheng, his expression was obviously stunned, and his movements stopped.

The latter stretched out his hands helplessly, shrugged his shoulders and said with a bitter smile: "Your demon shovel is majestic, and the roar of your big throat is also cool, but now the entire Garan Temple is alarmed by you, now it's okay, we want to sneak away, it's impossible." ”

The walker touched his bare head in embarrassment, and said with a sneer: "I thought it was those monks who came to annoy me again, so I ......"

Zheng Zheng said depressedly: "Who are you and why are you locked up here?"

Hearing this, the walker's face changed, and he couldn't help but say with hatred: "I was originally a monk of Hao Lianshan, and when I traveled all the way to Seoul, I heard that the magic power of Buddhism in Garan Temple was unparalleled, so I came to teach the Buddha, but I never thought that I would be imprisoned here in the end. ”

"By the way, who are you and why are you here?"

Facing Xingzhi's question, Zheng Zheng pointed not far away, shook his head and said: "I don't have time to talk about this now, you see that those Buddhist masters are here, if you don't want to be imprisoned again, be ready to resist desperately." ”

Xingzhi's eyes suddenly burst out with a sharp light, looking at the few rays of light that flew in were full of hatred, he gritted his teeth and said: "It's good to come, I Xingzhi is not a good kind, there is revenge, there is kindness to repay kindness, Ciming, a well-dressed beast, I have endured him for a long time." ”

Zheng Zheng slapped his palm on the ground, and the whole person rushed straight into the air like a rocket off the string.

Fu Yang was not to be outdone, kicked his legs hard, and turned into a blue light, and followed Zheng Zheng.

And there were at least seven or eight figures following closely behind him.

In the sky of the nine heavens, Zheng Zheng stepped on the clouds, let the wind blow, and the sword of love was already suspended above his head, like a golden phoenix fire crow, constantly circling. He took the opportunity to ask Xing Zhi: "When you were in the Garan Temple, did you see anyone captured or imprisoned, by the way, and do you know the situation of the Demon Suppression Tower?"

Xingzhi bloodthirsty stared coldly at the monk who was approaching quickly, and said in a rough voice: "I know that the Demon Suppression Tower is nothing more than some powerful demons and monsters who are unwilling to surrender to the Buddha Gate." They were suppressed in the tower, **** night after night by the Buddha's ears and ears, no matter how firm their minds were, they couldn't last long, and finally they were completely washed and changed their brains, and became the faithful protectors of Buddhism. ”

Zheng Zheng shuddered, it turned out that the Demon Suppression Tower was used like this.

He couldn't help but mourn silently for the creatures imprisoned in the tower, who were forced to brainwash every day, and he couldn't bear it even if he was beaten by iron.

Xingzhi seemed to think of something, and said a little strangely: "When you say this, I remember, I don't know what happened last night, in short, the Jialan Temple is transferred very frequently, it seems that when Tianmeng came back, and injured a lot of masters, it seems that even the master of the Discipline Hall, Ciming's two junior disciples, were seriously injured, haha." ”

Speaking of the back, Xingzhi laughed and looked very happy.

And after hearing this, Zheng Zheng hated it in his heart, and this matter was really done by Jialan Temple.

I just don't know what Zheng Rong and Qi criticize them are?

Thinking of this time, Zheng Zheng couldn't help but feel a little impatient, and it happened that Ciming and a group of senior monks had already appeared in front of him, and he couldn't help shouting: "Ciming, the courage is not small, where is King Yue, hurry up and hand it over." ”

Ciming just wanted to ask out loud, but was blocked back by this words, remembering what happened last night, the fire of ignorance rose, even if his strong Zen concentration, he still couldn't suppress his anger, and even called a few Buddha horns, then he said gloomily: "I'm afraid that Daoyou is mistaken, where is King Yue, where does the poor monk know?"

Zheng Zheng sneered: "Ciming, what's the matter, do you dare to do it in the Garan Temple? This shrunken turtle name is not easy to memorize." Anyway, this Taoist will tell you honestly, if you can't find King Yue today, you will be told that there will be no piece of armor left in the Garan Temple, and there will be no rubble. ”

Ciming was already aggrieved and uncomfortable in his heart, and when he heard Zheng Zheng's unashamed words, he couldn't help but laugh angrily: "Okay, okay, then let Lao Qu have a good look at how the Jialan Temple has become a piece of armor and no rubble." ”

From Ciming's eyebrows, Zheng Zheng really felt the grievance and anger, could he have guessed wrong?

This kind of thought swept through his heart, and then he vetoed it, and there was no turning back from the bow, even if he was wronged, he would still dig three feet into the ground today and turn the Garan Temple upside down.

In fact, this time it was Zheng Zheng who really blamed him.

Tzu Ming was indeed quite unlucky.

Last night, he organized people and infiltrated the tomb of Emperor Jin'a, but the target was the dragon wall of the Han Dynasty and the coffin of the emperor who was very likely to borrow the corpse to resurrect the soul of the legend. But what kind of place is the Imperial Mausoleum? It is an underground murder labyrinth that has been built up little by little over the years after many years of exhausting the countless efforts of the royal family, and I don't know how many foreign masters have been invited.

A master of Buddhism in Jialan Temple, not only did he not find what he wanted, but he also lost his soldiers, and what was even more frustrating was that he was put on a big hat by Zheng Zheng, but he couldn't refute and deny it.

As for the matter of the deed and Zheng Rong, at most it is related to the Garan Temple.