Li Guotao looked at him seriously and said, "You are making trouble for yourself." “

Mr. Xilu said: "The last thing I am afraid of is trouble. “

Li Guotao said: "I don't agree. ”

Mr. Xilu said, "I don't need your consent. ”

"I don't agree with that either. Suddenly, a voice rang out again.

Li Guotao and Mr. Xilu looked at Chen Yuanyuan.

But it wasn't Chen Yuanyuan who was talking.

But there are only Mr. Xilu, Li Guotao, Chen Yuanyuan and scholars in this room.

The scholar was knocked unconscious, this Mr. Xilu was very sure, he said that if he was knocked unconscious, he was really stunned, and no one would be able to escape, at least, the scholar couldn't do it.

So who is that person?

The three of them all looked at the man in the corner.

Chen Yuanyuan almost exclaimed.

Monk, old monk.

The old monk who has not been seen for a long time appeared here today, just like Qian Daoren said, the cyan monk's robe that has not changed for thousands of years, and a compassionate expression.

This sentence was said by an old monk.

He saw that everyone was looking at him, so he repeated it, saying, "I won't agree to it either." ”

Mr. Xilu's face was very solemn.

This space was divided by him, and it stands to reason that he should be the first to know that there is such a big person in this space.

But obviously, if this monk didn't come out on his own, Mr. Xilu wouldn't have been able to find it.

How terrible is this monk?

Originally, Mr. Xilu was not afraid of him - no matter how powerful you are, what do you have to do with me.

But now he's meddling in his own affairs and making himself very unhappy.

So he didn't even ask who the other party was, and said, "I accept apprentices, what do you have to do with it?"

The old monk walked over, still holding the bowl in his hand, and said, "It has nothing to do with me, but it has something to do with you." ”

Mr. Xilu's brow deepened, like a knife carved into it.

The old monk ignored it, walked between the two, and said, "You shouldn't put all the accumulation of your own vein for thousands of years here. ”

Mr. Xilu finally changed color.

I saw him solemnly look at the old monk and say, "Who are you?"

Then he asked, "Which great master of the Hanging Temple is it?"

The old monk smiled and said, "Lao Gao is not a living Buddha monk of the Hanging Temple, Lao Gao is just a monk. ”

When Mr. Xilu heard this, he became more cautious.

"Isn't the master?" had an idea in his heart, but Mr. Xilu could not say it.

It was a name, a code name, but even if Mr. Xilu was fighting his breath and hurting his muscles, he couldn't say the name.

Looking at Mr. Xilu's face, Li Guotao looked at Mr. Xilu's mouth again.

Breath explosion.

In the blink of an eye, Li Guotao appeared in front of Chen Yuanyuan, opened his arms, and a storm rose from his chest.

It's like embracing a world.

The old monk looked at him, smiled, and said, "You don't have to be so nervous, I won't hurt him." ”

After speaking, it seems that he has seen through the world and seen Chen Yuanyuan.

Chen Yuanyuan felt a light shining on him.

"Is that right?" said the old monk.

Chen Yuanyuan knew that he was asking himself, so he said to Li Guotao, "Uncle Li, it's okay." ”

The wind and waves were calm, and the sky was clear for a while.

Li Guotao lowered his arms and stood behind Chen Yuanyuan with his hands down.

Seeing this scene, the old monk smiled at Chen Yuanyuan.

Mr. Xilu was thoughtful, but gave up on the idea of saying the name.

He understands that he can't say those two words now, maybe even if he says it, these people will forget, just like his original self.

But he still stubbornly said: "Master, we don't have many opportunities. ”

The monk shook his head and said, "If you are like this, you will only disturb the already chaotic world, and it will be a disaster for him and for you." ”

Mr. Xilu already had despair on his face.

"But I traveled the world for four hundred years before I found such a person, Master. ”

"I saw hope in his eyes. ”

"Are you going to stop me?"

Mr. Xilu's words became more and more urgent, more and more urgent, and his voice became more and more rough, and when he got to the back, it turned out to be some kind of beast roar.

The floor was cocked, shattered, and rushed towards the old monk.

Even at this time, Chen Yuanyuan saw that Mr. Xilu's canine teeth began to skyrocket, and his eyes glowed bloody.

The old monk still didn't move, his eyebrows were lowered, and when those things came to the old monk's side, the dust settled, and he didn't pay for the arrogance he had before.

Mr. Xilu, who saw this scene, was quiet, but his eyes were full of determination.

In the long sleeves, a handful of jade Ruyi was sliding down, and the slender fingers were against Ruyi, and said, "Master, please advise." ”

"Hands-on won't solve the problem. The old monk said.

"I know, but I can't imagine any other way to solve the problem, and maybe I can solve it only if I defeat you. ”

"I can't wait. Offended, Master. ”

Mr. Xilu saluted, looking very solemn.

"Idiot. The old monk said.

Mr. Xilu doesn't care.

An inhuman aura began to permeate, and a faint trace of purple gas appeared in the air.

Chen Yuanyuan was in the purple qi.

Then Chen Yuanyuan felt that this breath was very strange.

Primitive, wild, crazy, powerful.

It is somewhat similar to the red scent that originally appeared in the courtyard.

Chen Yuanyuan was a little puzzled.

Li Guotao's momentum was like a mountain, and he slowly forced those breaths out.

Muttered, sure enough.

The old monk just shook his head, and then began to chant in his mouth.

"As I heard: For a while, the Buddha became enlightened in the Bodhi field of Alan Nyorfa Bodhi in the country of Magati. Its ground is firm, made of Vajra, on the wonderful treasure wheel and all the treasures, pure Mani is strictly ornamented, and the sea of hues is boundless......

With the sound of the old monk's chanting, this world actually began to change, the golden light murmured, scattered on the earth, even in this space, the sound of chanting sounded, a huge Buddha's breath filled this space, for this space to attract a layer of solemn and solemn atmosphere.

Chen Yuanyuan was unconscious in this, but Mr. Xilu on the opposite side wanted to skyrocket again and again, but he was suppressed again and again.

This Buddha's breath seems to have turned into a cage and imprisoned Mr. Xilu.

The breath slammed left and right like a trapped beast, but it couldn't come out for a long time.

There was a "buzz", as if an ancient bell was gently ringing, calming the air, and in that instant, Mr. Xilu was like a fly encased in amber, and even his hair stopped.

Time seemed to stand still around him.

Chen Yuanyuan looked at this scene and was a little surprised, but when Li Guotao saw this scene, he really saw the strength of the old monk.

"Good supernatural powers. “