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Jikong smiled slightly and said, "Very good." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Today afternoon, I will gather the disciples under your seat and form a large array of Sanskrit sounds to stand out. As long as you go outside the mountain and light the incense, you will be considered a great achievement. ”

All the monks of Lingyin Temple know that the opponent once said, "Those who leave the temple die!" If all the people can really stand out, even if it is just one person, as long as the incense is together, the monks in the temple will definitely be settled.

However, the previous eight high-ranking monks with dozens of disciples were not spared, and no matter how high his cultivation is, although there are hundreds of disciples under the seat, the possibility of being able to stand out is not great.

However, everyone also knows that hundreds of people can form a large array of Sanskrit sounds, and the former monks and brothers have never had the opportunity to try, this time the Sanskrit sound is sung, whether it will be really effective, everyone is naturally willing to wait and see.

Of course, the abbot of Jikong arranged it like this, and it is difficult to say that he also has the idea of taking the opportunity to cut off the line of Jishi's junior brother, but everyone knows it, but it is not easy to break it.

Everything is just a matter of trying it.

That night, Pu Quan took the lead, and more than 300 disciples lined up and walked slowly towards the bottom of the mountain.

"Master, why do I feel that something is not quite right?" asked one of the disciples of the Duzi Generation.

Pu Quan ignored it, pointed to an open space in front of him, and said, "Everyone come here to rest for a while, let's rest and then go." ”

After everyone sat down, Pu Quan asked the disciple beside him softly, "So, you can also see it?"

The disciple nodded in confusion and said, "I just feel that on weekdays, when we go down the mountain, no matter how slow we walk, based on my footsteps, we should have walked out of the mountain long ago before dark." Why did we go around for half a day, but we were still in the mountains, and we were going around in circles. ”

Pu Quan whispered: "Yes, I also discovered this before, but it is clear that the mountain roads in front of me are all used to walking on weekdays, and today I am walking step by step, but I will never reach the end." ”

"Watara, if the teacher expects it to be good, we have accidentally left someone else's formation. "Puquandao.

"Oh," the disciple exclaimed, suppressing his voice, "Master, what should I do?"

Puquan said: "I thought about this matter all the way, for today's plan, we can only set up a formation here to resist the enemy, as long as we survive tonight, the temple will not receive our letter incense, maybe we will send someone out to test, we will have the opportunity to meet with the same door, then let's talk about it, hey." ”

Really, this guy actually has no foundation in his heart.

Whether the abbot of Jikong can send people out of the mountain anymore, only the ghost knows. All he wanted to do was to hold on until dawn, and since he couldn't get out, it was better to try to return to the mountain as soon as possible tomorrow.

As for whether the abbot will be blamed at that time? As long as he explains the truth of the matter, he will be blamed, and it will not be a capital crime! Otherwise, your abbot will send someone to try it out? When the time comes, you can completely rob the other party like this!

Now that he has the idea of retreating, Puquan Nature has been looking for the best terrain for the night, and this open space can accommodate these hundreds of people to calmly set up here. That's why he chose to rest here.

No matter where you are sacred, with a master of the Sacrifice Period like me here, and backed by more than 300 well-trained disciples, although you can't succeed in standing out, you should still have a great chance to keep it until dawn.

"It's getting late today, so let's wait until dawn. Pu Quan put down such a vague sentence, and immediately took the lead in closing his eyes and sitting up.

This sitting is half an hour.

Suddenly, there was a sudden sound of a crow. No, there is a situation! The monks opened their eyes one after another and looked around.

In the night, a crow slowly hovered above everyone's heads, circle after circle, but it was only circling, and there was no follow-up.

"Master, when I take down that thief bird?" one of the disciples asked in a low voice.

"Not necessarily. Pu Quan said lightly: "Sooner or later, the enemy will not move, I will not move." In his heart, he hoped that the battle would start as late as possible, so that he could survive until dawn.

"Hey—" A heavy sigh came from the grove opposite, and a voice said, "It was said that those who left the temple died, are you illiterate?"

Slowly, the white shadow flashed, but it was out of two impermanences, one black and one white.

"It's coming, it's coming!" among the disciples behind Pu Quan, someone nervously whispered.

Pu Quan snorted coldly and said, "Pretending to be a god and playing a ghost, you can't be considered a hero! When the whole two runes come out, they want to scare the poor monks?"

"Hey, hey, hey," Xiang Qian hid in the woods, pinched his throat and sneered: "The dead monk really has you, can you also see this?"

As he spoke, dozens of golden lights flashed, "Ouch, ah, ding, dang!" Seventy-two flying swords suddenly came out, and when the sound of pain and the sound of gold and iron resonating in unison, there was already a victory.

"Array!" Pu Quan flew up and rushed towards the place where he had just spoken, but he was greeted by a pair of iron claws, and the Gangzhu puppet made a move.

Between the lightning and flint, Pu Quan and the puppet had already fought a few times, and after a few times, Pu Quan suddenly fell to the downwind, this guy was shocked in his heart, made a false move, flew backwards and jumped straight, and directly re-established in front of the more than 300 disciples.

The Gangzhu puppet ravaged its body and followed it like a shadow, and a pair of iron claws grabbed it directly.

"Buzzing......, buzzing, buzzing," Pu Pu's body was already behind the sound of a monk's chanting. With a "choking" sound, Pu Quan grabbed it at the back casually, and a thin-bladed ring knife was already in his hand, just in time to receive the puppet's fierce blow.

"Amitabha!" Pu Quan proclaimed the Buddha's name, picked up the ring knife in his hand, and fought with the puppet again. However, this time, gradually, this guy is no longer at a disadvantage, and there is even a tendency to be ready to overpower the puppet.

Niang Xipi! Angry in front of the direction, it is obviously a minor cultivator in the early stage of the spirit sacrifice, how can he be able to fight to a tie with his puppet? You know, since the last time the Gangzhu puppet was promoted to the Qingyun Peak Point Star Terrace, this time, under his own care, it seems that he has already stepped into the middle stage of the spirit sacrifice, how can he not deal with a small cultivator in the early stage of the spirit sacrifice?

The heads-up between Puquan and the puppet continued, and the scene was actually stuck in a stalemate, and Puquan faintly had no stamina, and he seemed quite relaxed in his gestures.

Before the direction, he noticed that the monk Puquan cut out the knife with a knife, and his mouth was not idle, but he was still muttering, chanting the scriptures that were similar to the disciples sitting behind him.

Ya, I've only heard of the temporary Buddha's feet, this death is still chanting the scriptures for the first time in my life, strange, strange!

Before the direction, I thought about whether to release the double evil, or only need seventy-two flying swords and Gangzhu puppets to be able to control the enemy? I was really a little unwilling in my heart, I came here this time, and I was going to end the Lingyin Temple with a pot, and the progress was very smooth in the first few days, how could I meet the other party's sacrificial spirit repair for the first time today, is it a little impressable?

Obviously, his Gangzhu puppet cultivation wanted to defeat this monk - it can be seen from the time the two of them fought - how did they become such a situation now?

The direction of the formation suddenly thought, Zhao, just now, I obviously heard the dead monk say that the formation came, but I didn't see the monks walking around, and I didn't care at the time, could it be that the muttering in their mouths was a kind of formation?