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It is said that there is a miraculous skill in Rakshasa Mountain, and it takes three people who have cultivated to at least above the Taisu Realm before they can cultivate. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But after the cultivation is completed, outsiders know very little about what the effect is, but I heard that the three of them will become like-minded, but I don't know whether it is true or not.

Even what that miraculous skill is, few people know.

Almost at the next moment when Hong Luo flew down from the head of the heavenly dragon on the top of the mountain, and the Buddhist debate in the Heavenly King Hall ended, at the foot of the mountain, the black-clothed monk who had been sitting on the stone from beginning to end, Huo Ran stood up, still only with his left eye open, and looked up at the cloudy Tianlong Temple on the mountain.

At the same time, the strange crow lying on the ground also stood up, and after standing up, he made a disgusting gesture to others, only to see that the crow suddenly opened its mouth wide, lowered its head and swallowed the head of another crow on the ground into its stomach.

The pilgrims who saw this scene, especially the female pilgrims, were directly frightened and exclaimed, and after watching the trick for a long time, they thought it was very interesting, but they didn't expect such a disgusting scene to suddenly appear.

After swallowing the whole crow's head, the crow becomes "pot-bellied" and looks funny.

With its wings flapping, the crow staggered and jumped on the right shoulder of the monk from the north named Heiluo, and looked up with his master.

Hei Luo sighed softly, his throat rolling, making a hoarse and heavy sound like grinding against a grinding plate, his thick eyebrows tightened, and he whispered, "Did you fail?"

Anyone could see that the strange black-clothed monk was talking to himself, but to the dumbness of the pilgrims who had retreated to the distance, the crow nodded heavily, as if it could understand the black-clothed monk's words, and agreed.

The black-clothed monk glanced sideways at the crow, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It seems that this year is in vain again, yes, I have to come again next year." ”

"Coo" The crow made two strange sounds, and shook its head, and the eyes were as reluctant as they were.

The black-clothed monk saw all the crow's unhappiness in his eyes, and couldn't help but laugh and scold: "Don't pretend to be like this for me, will you be happy to come? ”

The crow made a "cooing" sound again.

In Tianlong Mountain, although there is Tianlong Temple suppressed, and there is Tianlong entrenched, but the evil ghosts are still all over the mountain, and most of them are the remnants of the soul left after the Spring and Autumn Period.

The pilgrims saw the black-clothed monk at the foot of the mountain playing tricks, but they didn't see the crows swallowing countless evil ghosts.

The black-clothed monk shook his head, sighed, and said, "Let's go up the mountain too." ”

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Outside the Heavenly King's Palace, there were murderous opportunities everywhere.

Although he was besieged in the middle, Hongluo was holding his hands behind his back, like a leisurely walk, and he did not put the monks of the Zen temple in his eyes at all.

His voice was ethereal, making it difficult to distinguish whether it was a male voice or a female voice, she sneered and said: "Borrowing or not borrowing things is a saying, the most annoying thing in the life of the deity is to spend the belly of the villain with the heart of a gentleman, eh, this sentence seems to have been accidentally said by the deity, it should be the heart of the villain to spend the belly of the gentleman, eh, what you Central Plains people say is hypocrisy, far less free and easy than the holy language of the north." ”

Hearing this, including the little monk of Yushan, the monks of Tianlong Zen Temple, who were all present, were so angry that they wanted to rush forward and fight hard.

This red-clothed monk is really too much, and sure enough, the barbarians in the north are all virtuous.

Another empty word senior monk snorted coldly, and said in a deep voice: "My junior brother just spoke, although it is indeed a little inappropriate, but you are also a monk, and you are also a monk of Rakshasa Mountain, how can you hurt my junior brother, and you are still so heavy-handed, the master is inevitably a little too deceitful." ”

The red-clothed monk smiled lightly and did not speak, but the killing intent grew between his eyebrows.

Sensing that the red-clothed monk had moved to kill, the old abbot's face changed slightly, and he was about to open his mouth to resolve it, but the red-clothed was already fluttering.

With the experience of the junior and younger brothers, this time the empty character senior monk seemed to have been prepared, and he expected in advance that the other party would suddenly make it difficult for him, and the slightly old monk's robe was self-puffing without wind, and a powerful qi machine vibrated between the monk's robes.

But soon, his face changed, for he suddenly realized that the strangeness of the red-clothed monk was not something he could deal with at all.

I only felt that a red shadow suddenly flashed in front of him, and then the other party's slender and white woman's hand reached his throat, and a yin owl that should not be a person from Buddhism rushed to his face.

The old abbot escaped into the empty door, practiced Buddhism for more than two Jiazi, and his cultivation was unfathomable, but the old abbot Xuanji was born with a good temper, and he smiled kindly to everyone, and almost no one saw the old abbot show his skills, but today's situation is serious, and the old abbot can no longer be indifferent.

Bai Luo, who sensed that Xuan Ji was going to make a move, frowned involuntarily, he had already made up his mind to pay attention, as long as Xuan Ji made a move, he Bai Luo would also make a move. It just so happened that the Buddha had lost so badly in the debate just now, and the boss in his heart was already unhappy.

But to his surprise, Xuanji suddenly withdrew that intention again.

Not only Bai Luo was puzzled, but even the monks of Tianlong Temple were puzzled, and they couldn't understand why the old abbot didn't teach the monks in the north three times and twice, but let them, especially the guy in the red monk's robe, bully the disciples in the temple.

However, almost no one noticed that the talented son of the Song family, who had been standing beside Xuan Ji before, had disappeared at some point.

Like a sharp blade cutting tofu, Hong Luo's hand easily penetrated the wall built by the monk with a qi machine, and the sharp nails had gently pressed against the surface of the latter's throat.

Hong Luo's heart suddenly froze, and a flash of surprise flashed in his pupils.

The corners of Hong Luo's mouth twitched slightly, as if he had discovered something interesting and interesting, and he was no longer attached to the so-called monk in front of him, and with a light wipe of his nails, he left a small blood groove on the latter's neck, but it would not kill the latter.

If you want to kill, you want to kill, but Hong Luo also knows that this is the Tianlong Temple, which is in the Daying Dynasty, if you really kill the monk, you will definitely cause a commotion.

After leaving a "gift" on the monk's neck, Hong Luo slid sideways, with one hand behind his back and the other outstretched.

Since someone is not trying to ask for his own hardship, then he can't be too polite.

But when it was too late, it was too fast, and the Tsing Yi was still three steps away, and with a strange sweep, he had already come to his approach.

Hong Luo frowned for the first time, and at such a close distance, he could see it very clearly, the son of the family who was not wearing a monk's robe but wearing a green robe, holding a large incense stick in his hand from nowhere, holding it in his hand in the posture of holding a sword, and slashing at him from the side.

A sound as light as a cicada's wings snapped sounded, Hong Luo stood a zhang away, wearing a wide red monk's robe without wind but dancing wildly, Hong Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the man in green clothes holding a big incense.

Between the two of them, a piece of red cloth slowly floated down and finally landed on the ground.

The mutilated piece of red cloth had been cut off from the corner of Red Luo's clothes.

PS: The results of the book are not good, very bad, 220,000 words are only more than 470 collections, it can be said that it is basically a hit on the street, and even I am going to give up, after all, I don't write novels purely for fun, I also have to eat.

To tell you the truth, I've thought a lot in the past two days, and even I didn't even go to the code yesterday, so I really don't have the motivation to code the word.

But when I woke up in the morning, I saw that there were still many book friends who supported me as usual and gave me recommendation votes, and jly69 once again generously rewarded me......

So I pinned myself to the computer and coded another chapter, but it was surprisingly laborious.

In fact, I'm already working on another new book, who told us to be defeated again and again, but fortunately, I have the spirit of being a little strong after repeated defeats.

If you open a new book, whether it is time or energy, it will definitely be discounted if you put it on "Escape from Marriage".

I have to be honest with you, I can't guarantee that "Runaway Marriage" will continue to be updated, let alone that it will be over, but what I can guarantee is that as long as you are still there, it will take three days to write a chapter, and I will continue to write it.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]