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Fortunately, this flame is quite peculiar, and it only burns evil, not the rest of the house.

It was because of this flame that most of the people in the village were saved, and he didn't think it was the method done by the young Taoist priest in front of him, because this flame lotus was so big that it burned all over Dingjun Village!

But he believed that it was absolutely inseparable from the Taoist priest in front of him.

"Dao Chief, I'm a farmer for the rest, so I won't say much, if there is someone who can help, just say it, even if you pay for it, you can be polite! I don't understand the rest, I know that if you hadn't taken the risk that day and asked the Stove God to bless us, we would all be finished! You are me, no! We are the savior of our whole village! If there is anything, just say it! Really, you are polite, you are polite!"

The man patted his chest and said in a loud voice, attracting many other villagers.

"Yes, one person is not enough and we are still there!Dao Chief, if you have something to say, if my old Liu frowns, he will have the same surname as a beast!"

"Dao Chief, and us!"

"Dao Chief, even if you want us to go to the government to make trouble and go against the yamen, we will never frown!"

......

"Okay, good, everyone's hearts are poor. Dongfang Huan looked at the red line of wish on these people's heads, and knew that none of these people were lying, and they were all showing their true feelings. He nodded and said to everyone, "In that case, how about waiting for Poor Dao to look around the village? If it is useful to everyone, Poor Dao will definitely not be relenting." ”

"Okay! just wait for your words!"

After the villagers dispersed, Dongfang Huan continued to inspect Dingjun Village.

Dongfang Huan was also worried about the next evil, so he had to find a way to get rid of it once and for all.

For example...... Circle.

That's right, Dingjun Village was arranged like the ancestral hall behind the village, so that Dongfang Huan would not have to worry about spending a lot of willpower. It's just that he knows a lot about the principles of the magic circle, but he doesn't know how to arrange it, and he has to look at the layout of the village more.

"Monk, you strike first. ”

Walking to a corner of the village, Dongfang Huan heard Li Tieniu's voice.

Following the prestige, I saw Li Tieniu and the old monk in coarse cloth clothes confronting each other with their bare hands.

"Hmm...... Young people don't be arrogant, although the old man knows that you have two hits, but don't underestimate people, the old man let you strike first to give you face. The old monk said.

It didn't matter if the old monk said this, Li Tieniu was a little angry by this tone, and hit the old monk with his fist.

Here it comes!

The old monk's pupils shrank, took the initiative to avoid the attack, and dexterously drilled under Li Tieniu's armpit, Li Tieniu finally learned Su Xingxiong's grasping, although his cultivation was not as good as the old monk, but the means were not covered, and his feet swirled, and his huge body like an iron tower seemed light and elegant, and he actually dodged it and moved behind the old monk.

After all, the old monk is very experienced, and he has long expected that although his body is forward, his hand is back.

The fight between the two is purely a real punch and kick, but every move is very powerful. Seven or eight and rounds passed in the blink of an eye, but the two were still tied.

"This little monk uses a small grappling hand, a white ape step, but the cultivation is pure, the skin and flesh are plump, and the fascia is relaxed. The grappling hands and steps used by the iron bull are all superior, but the force is not appropriate and the experience is lacking, so the two of them are offset, and there may be a draw for a while, but this little monk may win. Su Xingxiong flew to Dongfang Huan's side and commented on the two.

This monk is a lot older...... That's right, it's been more than 100 years since you started turning into a ghost, so it doesn't hurt to call you a little monk.

complained about Su Xingxiong in his heart, and asked Su Xingxiong about the martial arts realm.

The ten grades of martial arts are similar to the cultivation of the soul. However, Su Xingxiong said that he was not very optimistic about martial arts, although the sanctification of the flesh is not corrupt and invincible, and the power is infinite, but this is just a legend. I heard that if you want to become an immortal, you must go through a big killing, thunder punishment, heart demons, etc., how can these just rely on the ** that will decay?

For those who truly practice, martial arts are just self-protection techniques.

Dongfang Huan didn't deny it, nor did he affirm it, but just thoughtfully.

At this moment, Li Tieniu found out about Dongfang Huan's arrival, stopped fighting with the old monk, and ran over to salute Dongfang Huan.

"Huh, Dao Chief, Dao Chief, why are you here!"

The old monk thought that he was an important and powerful person, but when he turned his head, he turned out to be a hairy boy, a young Taoist priest, and he didn't feel contempt in his heart. Although he is a monk and should abide by the rules, he has committed all the crimes, except for the color precept that has not been broken, so he calls himself the master of the first precept. He suddenly thought that after waking up yesterday, the useless fat county order told him that there was a new person in the Fengshen Division, and he was a young Taoist, so he pondered in his heart, and looked at Dongfang Huan.

You must know that there have always been many contradictions in Buddhism and Taoism, and since this person has become a monk, he naturally has no good impression of Taoist priests.

What's more, this person has always been a precept that does not abide by the rules.

"That boy!" Yijie honestly and unceremoniously walked to Dongfang Huan's side, glanced at him from head to toe, and then said, "Are you new to the Fengshen Division?"

Dongfang Huan nodded.

The monk of the first ring secretly laughed twice, although this was the first time he had seen this little Taoist priest, and he couldn't see the Taoist sect, but it didn't prevent him from learning from him.

"Fengshen Division has a rule, do you know?" said the old monk in an old-fashioned manner.

Dongfang Huan shook his head, the young man's face was always smiling, with a smile.

"My lord, this little monk wants to embarrass you, and his subordinates will teach you a lesson......" Su Xingxiong hid his figure, and the old monk naturally couldn't see it, he held his fist and said sonorously to Dongfang Huan, his tone was quite joking, but he was rejected by Dongfang Huan waving his hand. He is not a fool, let alone blind, how can he not see that the old monk has bad intentions?

However, he didn't expect that it was okay if he didn't wave his hand, and as soon as he waved his hand, the old monk thought it was a contemptuous provocation.

"Hmph! just right, you're here, then I'll say the rules. Anyone who enters the Divine Division will be ranked, and this ranking is based on the size of the ability...... To put it bluntly, it's who has a hard fist!"

"Oh, I understand what you mean, don't you monk just want to fight?" Dongfang Huan said lightly.

"Yes, Buddha, that's what I mean!" said the old monk at the top of his voice.

"Well, well, come on. Dongfang Huan said.

"Good boy, rampant!" the old monk threw his big fist in a vinegar bowl, took three steps and made two steps, and smashed it in a straight line towards Dongfang Huanmian's door.

The speed was so fast, the fist wind was fierce, like a fierce tiger attacking Dongfang Huan, Dongfang Huan couldn't dodge, couldn't dodge, just stood like this, smiling and watching the fist smash in, and the green silk that was scattered all over his head was blown backwards by the fist wind.

Just when the fist was only three feet away from Dongfang Huan-

Syllable!

A fist poked into the air and intercepted the old monk's fist.

"You monk, you are not qualified to be with the Taoist, I'll play with you!"