Liu Neng's heart tightened when he heard this, and his eyes were shining. Feather Mei felt a chill outside her body at that time, and that piercing gaze seemed to be able to penetrate her clothes and see into the depths of her heart. Although her body was dressed and surrounded by her subjects, she had a feeling as if she was standing naked in the boundless darkness, and her body and heart were exposed to the gaze of the immortal in front of her.

"You can make other requests!" Liu Neng shook his head slightly.

"Shangxian, Yumei has nothing else to ask for! I just want to follow Shangxian and be a waiter. If it is the immortal pity, please pass on the immortal law. Feather Eyebrow doesn't want these illusory things!" Feather Eyebrow suppressed the horror in her heart, pursed her lips, and her eyes were extremely resolute.

"This little girl, I'm really sad about the poor monk!" Seeing Yu Mei's resolute appearance, Liu Neng was used to rubbing his bald head. He could use an illusion to force Feather Eyebrow to make her unable to extricate herself, but that wasn't his intention.

"Please have mercy on the immortals!" Yu Mei saw that Liu Neng frowned, although he was apprehensive in his heart, he did not regret it at all, took a step forward, and said resolutely.

"That's it!" Liu Neng sighed. I didn't expect this delicate queen to have such thoughts, but the other party can see through her illusion and can be called resolute. Talents are rare, just accept them!

"Thank you, master!" Yu Mei was smart and beautiful, but looking at Liu Neng's face, he knew that he agreed to his request, and jumped up happily.

"Slow!" Liu Neng said. Then with a flip of his wrist, he used the kung fu of refining qi into gang, turned the bright fire into his hand, and turned it into a dark red razor: "The six roots of the Buddha gate are pure, and when you enter my door, you need to shave it first." Are you sure you're going to be like the poor monk, a bald head?"

Liu Neng said while rubbing his bald head: "If you don't want to, I won't force you." I won't cross you up, and I will send you back to your own country, and you will be your king!"

"Yu Mei is willing!" Yu Mei gently brushed her fingers over her hair, without the slightest change in expression on her face, knelt in front of Liu Neng, and replied solemnly.

"Okay!" Liu Neng nodded, and with the flick of his fingers, the queen felt a chill on her head, and her cloud-like hair fell to the ground.

"This seems to be more beautiful, no wonder so many people like Little Sister Yilin!" Liu Neng squinted at Yu Mei after shaving. But seeing that the other party's hair was completely gone, the top of his head was smooth and white, and in the beauty, there was a hint of dust, and he couldn't help but move in his heart, and reached out and gently stroked the top of the queen's head, quite satisfied.

Yu Mei's face flushed, and in her heart, she didn't expect her new master to be so rogue at all. She had never been in contact with a man, and at that time she only felt a wave of heat pouring down her head, her heart beating wildly, and an indescribable taste came to her heart. made her uncomfortable and longing again, and a tear that didn't know whether it was happiness or pain rolled down from the corner of her eye.

"Master, are you alright?" Yu Mei exclaimed softly, his voice extremely gentle.

"Okay!" Liu Neng's old face was slightly red, and he coughed lightly twice, making a serious appearance.

"What are you doing now?" Yu Mei snickered and stood behind Liu Neng and asked.

"I don't need you to do anything, you just have to watch!" Liu Neng laughed, stood up, and suddenly a Buddha light shook out from the back of his head, shining in the bell.

Suddenly, in the bell, the golden light was brilliant and the light was incomparable.

"Have mercy on me, the world is full of sorrows. You haven't opened your eyes and accepted the Buddha's light!"

Liu Neng shouted, the Buddha's light was even more prosperous, and the whole space was reflected brilliantly.

With the foreshadowing of thousands of illusions, the mortals in the daughter country have already regarded Liu Neng as a true god. With the light of the Buddha, I only feel that the warmth outside the body is very comfortable, and the spirit of mixing is very good. Some patients may even feel that the diseases that have been deposited in their bodies for many years have been swept away by the Buddha's light, and a relieved expression appears on their faces.

The Buddha's light slowly descended, dyeing everyone's face and body into a golden color. The expression also became more and more peaceful, watching Liu Neng's eyes change from respect to worship, and finally to fanaticism, feeling that Liu Neng was like their master, giving them life, food, and warmth. If Liu Neng said it now and let them die for themselves immediately, they would be willing.

"Amitabha!" Liu Neng saw this situation, and with a Buddha call in his mouth, he had a little fear of the Buddha's teachings in his heart. This is really a wonderful method of brainwashing, he, a half-hung monk, can subdue thousands of mortals at once, and the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas of the Western Heavens, how many believers will be accumulated at one time.

Yu Mei was on the side as if watching magic, watching the evolution of his subjects, and looking at Liu Neng's eyes very strangely. If she had relaxed a little just now, I'm afraid she would have become one of these subjects by now!

"The four major monks are empty, and the six roots are pure! Wait and cut your hair for nuns, the poor monk will pass down a volume of the "Duoxin Sutra" to eliminate disasters and misfortunes for everyone.

But seeing that all the believers were transformed by themselves, Liu Neng finally stopped casting the Buddha's light. The fingers were lightly hooked and slowly picked, and the ten thousand great lights were cremated into ten thousand razors, which flew in front of the believers, and then fell steadily.

"Honorable Compassion and Great Compassion Fahai Great Zen Master ordered!" 10,000 believers knelt on the ground in unison, then picked up the razor in front of them, and shaved off the hair on their heads without hesitation. Liu Nengnai is the only god of allegiance in their minds, not to mention shaving off their heads full of green silk, even if they are asked to commit suicide right now, they will not disagree.

More than 10,000 bald heads dazzle in the bell, and the scene is extremely spectacular.

"Yumei, you also read along!"

Liu Neng forcibly crossed 10,000 believers, only to feel a splitting headache, and he wanted to fall to the ground immediately, and he couldn't wake up after sleeping. But he knew that he couldn't, Wei Zheng was eyeing him outside, and it was the harvest season again, so he could only say with a tired body.

"Yes, Master!" Yu Mei lowered his head and bowed to the ground.

"Contemplating the Bodhisattva of Freedom, Walking in the Deep Waves and Dense ......"

Ten thousand people recite the Heart Sutra together, like a clear spring surging, the sound is crisp and pleasant, and the peaceful Buddha power in the strands is like a trickle, constantly injecting into Liu Neng's body. Gathering with the Buddha power in his body, he began to nourish his soul and body.

"Amitabha!"

The Buddha power Dao poured in, Liu Neng only felt that he was like a dry earth, constantly absorbing the nutrients of the Buddha power, and the tired soul just now was immediately calmed down, and his body was full of strength.

"The Dharma is boundless, and the Buddha country is boundless! If the poor monks can absorb millions of believers to recite the scriptures together, I am afraid that their strength will skyrocket out of thin air, and then Yang Jian and Hui'an will not be the opponents of the poor monks. I don't know what Guanyin's strength is, she has been a Bodhisattva for many years, and there are a lot of folk believers, I'm afraid it will be calculated in 100 million!"

Liu Neng felt the blessing and effect of the Buddha's power, and secretly thought about it in his heart. But he also knew that his skills were too low, and he had reached the limit of being able to gather 10,000 believers, and for him, millions of believers were just a plan and a dream.

Outside this clock is another scene, Ziyang Zhenren's face is solemn, the Tianhe behind his head is like a dragon and a tiger, and the waves are roaring like a snow dragon, and the momentum is violent. Wei Zheng was calm, but the sword momentum in his hand was not relaxed at all, and the Dao sword light was like a raging storm, shattering the limbs cut by Tianhe.

"Ziyang Zhenren! If you run out of oil and dry up and barely exercise, it will only aggravate your injuries, and even the ancestral immortals will not be able to save you at that time!" Wei Zheng's eyes were cloudy, and while dancing the sword light, he persuaded and said: "This official has known you for thousands of years, as long as you are willing to let go." This official is willing to take on this matter with all his strength and explain it to you in front of the Bodhisattva!"

"Fart!" Ziyang Zhenren has been cultivating for many years, and his heart has reached the point where Mount Tai collapses in front of him and his face does not change, there are very few things in this world that can make him angry, but Wei Zheng's words made him angry like thunder, jumping to his feet and scolding: "Poor Dao is blind, so he will know you." If you want me to surrender, dream about it! Even if you die, you won't be able to succeed. ”

"Good! good!" Wei Zheng smiled gloomily, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes: "Since you want to die, then this official will fulfill you." ”

"Kill the Immortals!"

A sword light pierced through the sea of clouds, like a flying stream in the sky, turning into a sword light that swirled violently and strangled it, and the turbulence of heaven and earth all rolled up, absorbing the light, and the air was pitch black.

Ziyang Zhenren felt in a trance at that time, and Sen Sen's killing intent was overwhelming, as if all his spirit had been sucked away by this sword.

Ziyang Zhenren let out a low roar, and the colorful Xia Shang outside his body did not stop Wei Zheng's sword momentum in the slightest, and was slashed by a sword, his eyes were bright red, and the sword qi cut through his forehead, revealing Sensen's white bones.

"Could it be that today is really a catastrophe of the poor road!"

Ziyang Zhenren had no strength at this time, his eyes were dissipated, Wei Zheng's shadow suddenly became extremely blurry, and with a wry smile, he could only close his eyes and wait for death!

"Wind and fire!"

At this moment, within Liu Neng's chest, a blue and red flame suddenly released, and the flames soared into the air, like a stone falling from the sky, cutting through the sky, and the surrounding space was burned and distorted.

It was Monk Liu who made the move, and just when Wei Zheng's slashing immortal sword technique came out, he found out that something was wrong. It's a pity that Wei Zheng's sword light is too fast, and when his mind just moved, Wei Zheng's sword light had already crossed Ziyang Zhenren's body.

In the blink of an eye, the flame hurricane had burned beyond Wei Zheng's body, and Liu Neng's eyes were clouded with a layer of pleasure, and he almost saw Wei Zheng being burned into a roast chicken under his extremely hot flames.

Sudden change.

Wei Zheng's eyes suddenly looked at Liu Neng, and his eyes were full of cold ridicule.

With a flick of Wei Zheng's wrist, the sword light changed like a wave, and the last came first. Liu Neng felt that the wind and fire he released were so hot that he was greatly impacted, and the formless and qualitative fire actually began to tremble.

"Fahai...... You are no match for him...... Run!"

Ziyang Zhenren's face was like gold paper, his lips showed the color of dead ash, and he reluctantly said a word to Liu Neng.

"Don't worry, old man!" Liu Neng nodded heavily, shook his body, and released a Buddha light, absorbing Ziyang Zhenren into the golden bell in his body.

"Yumei, take care of him for me. The rest of the believers, chanting the Buddhist scriptures with all their might!" After Liu Neng gave an order, how could he have time to take care of himself releasing the flames, but he just drove the lotus platform to escape with his life.

Liu Neng had the replenishment of the Buddha power of 10,000 believers, although he still couldn't defeat Wei Zheng, but there was no problem at all in escaping. The pink lotus platform pierced the sky like lightning, and there was no trace of it. In a flash, it disappeared from the sky.

Liu Neng was anxious about Ziyang Zhenren's injury, even if he got rid of Wei Zheng, he didn't dare to slack off a little, desperately squeezed the faith and Buddha power of ten thousand believers in his body, and it only took less than half a day to see a huge blue portal appear above the sky dome in the distance.

The sky is like washing, the South Heavenly Gate is high to the sky, made of blue glass, carved with precious jade around, majestic and incomparable. There are nine white marble long bridges in front of it, and there are colorful feathers and danfeng circling. Eighteen red pillars are coiled with golden scales, and Yao Yao is called the Red Whiskered Dragon.

"Stop, who's who?" but seeing the pink light moving quickly, without stopping, the Marshal of the Gate Zhentian shouted.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is a disciple of the Bodhisattva of Jizo. Because Ziyang Zhenren was seriously injured, it was only then that he was sent back to Heaven for treatment!" Liu Neng stood still, and with just one turn, he released Ziyang Zhenren from his body, and then said calmly.

"Ziyang Zhenren!" Marshal Zhentian was shocked when he heard this, and pounced forward, but seeing that Ziyang Zhenren's eyes were closed, his face was gray, and the corners of his mouth were dripping blood, he knew that he was seriously injured at a glance.

"Someone's coming!" Marshal Zhentian saw this situation, and hurriedly shouted, and two gold-armored generals immediately came up from behind.

"Send Ziyang Zhenren to the Heavenly Doctor Hall to heal his injuries, and then notify the star officer on duty!"

"Marshal Guo Order!" the two Jinjia Heavenly Generals agreed, and carried Ziyang Zhenren towards the South Heavenly Gate.

"Thank you, master!" Marshal Guo thanked Liu Neng after settling down Ziyang Zhenren.

"Don't dare!" Liu Neng leaned slightly, avoiding Marshal Guo's salute.

"Master Guo Shen, dare to ask the master's name?" Guo Yuanshi saw that Liu Neng was polite and polite, and he had a good impression. Seeing that he was extraordinary, he stepped forward and asked.

"Guo Shen?" Hearing Marshal Guo's self-registration number, Liu Neng frowned slightly, he was extremely familiar with this name, but he couldn't remember the origin. But seeing that Guo Shen was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, he was full of vigor and heroism, and he also had the intention of making friends, and made a Buddhist ceremony: "Poor monk Fahai, I have seen Marshal Guo!"

"It turned out to be Master Fahai!" Guo Shen smiled: "Ben Shuai has thanked the master for the kindness of Ziyang Zhenren." ”

With that, he retreated to the gate of the South Heavenly Gate, pressed the sword in his hand, and looked at the preface without squinting.

Liu Neng was stunned at that time, Guo Shen was still smiling just now, but at this time, he was suddenly as cold as a stone. He finally saved Ziyang Zhenren, and the other party just said a word of thanks dryly. He didn't even offer a cup of tea, let alone invite him into the heavenly court.

"Outside the Nantian Gate, outsiders are not allowed to stay!" At this moment, a team of gold-armored heavenly generals walked over, and the leader frowned and shouted at Liu Neng.

"The poor monk is not an outsider, but a disciple of the Bodhisattva of Jizo. When Liu Neng heard this, he was angry in his heart and snorted coldly.

"That won't do either!" replied the Temptan with a blank face and impatience.

"Anyone who enters and exits the Nantian Gate must be introduced. Ben Shuai knows that you are the life-saving benefactor of Ziyang Zhenren, but it is difficult to disobey the military order. If the master is fine, please go back!" Guo Shen saw that there was an argument here, and walked over again and explained.

"Do you need an introducer?" Liu Neng thought about it in his heart, and hurriedly spoke: "The poor monk visits Heavenly Court for two things, one is to send Ziyang Zhenren, and the second is to see someone, and I have to worry about Guo Yuanshi and I will notify her, and then she will be the introducer of the poor monk." ”

"No problem?"

"Third Holy Mother Yang Chan, please ask Marshal Guo to help inform you!" Liu Neng saw that Guo Shen agreed, and hurriedly spoke.

"Yang Chan?" Guo Shen's body shook slightly, glanced at Liu Neng's eyes, and then continued: "I'll notify you now, and you can go indoors with me for tea!"

"Thank you, Marshal Guo!" Liu Neng was overjoyed when he heard this.

Liu Neng was placed in a small official hall, with a sandalwood incense table and a cup of tea.

"Master Fahai, sit down for a while! I still have official business, so it's not convenient to wait for a long time. ”

"Thank you Marshal Guo, you can go and get busy!" After Liu Neng answered, after watching Guo Shen's stride away, he sat down on the group chair slowly, drank tea, and looked at the four calligraphy and paintings painted on the wall.

Liu Neng was not an elegant person, no matter how good the calligraphy and paintings on the wall were, he couldn't see anything. After a while, when he didn't see Yang Chan appearing, he closed his eyes and devoted his mind to the immovable clock.

"I've seen Shizun!"

Seeing Liu Neng appear, Yumei immediately greeted him, smiling.

"No need to be polite!"

Liu Neng stretched out his hand to help him.

"Yes, Master!" After Yu Mei responded, he stood behind Liu Neng with anticipation.

Liu Neng was silent, since he accepted this girl as a beginner, he had to be responsible for her. He himself is a half-toned monk, and the great fire of light is transformed by the great fire of Rulai. Refining fire is the application of fire, and if there is no fire, it is worthless. ** Xuangong is the same, until now Liu Neng has only obtained the second layer of exercises, and he has not even started his cultivation. And looking at Yang Jian's previous attitude, if he wants to get the follow-up exercises, I'm afraid it will be difficult to go to the sky. Thinking about it, only the nine turns of the heart wheel can be suitable for this girl, but I don't know if this girl can bear such pain.

Just when Liu Neng was just planning, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps outside.

looked up, as he expected, he couldn't help but sneer.

The person who came was not Yang Chan, who he was looking forward to at night, but her brother Yang Jian.

"I've seen Erlang Shenjun!" Seeing Yang Jian come in, Liu Neng hurriedly withdrew his mind back to his body and saluted forward.

Yang Jian didn't seem to see Liu Neng, his eyes were full of seriousness, and he sat on the group chair by himself, with his feet raised high.

"Could this be the origin of Erlang's legs?" Liu Nengdan saw that Yang Jian was arrogant, obviously wanting to give him a dismount, but he was not angry at all, but instead looked at Erlangshen's movements and began to study.

(To be continued)