[The trailer doesn't count the number of words: Ma Xiaoming didn't take Kong Lan, Kong Lan left, and the group went to Kaifeng for help. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info】

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"Brother Sima, are you okay?" Wang Xiaohu could only use shouting to find Ma Xiaoming, they didn't dare to approach the ruins easily, maybe it wasn't Ma Xiaoming who suddenly appeared, but Kong Lan!

No one dared to take this risk, so they could only start to slowly circle along the entire huge palace, calling one after another.

With a "bang", the ruins shook a little, and Xianxia Wuqi and the others turned a little pale, and they didn't know what caused it, and they felt a little scared.

With another "bang", the ruins shook again, and finally a figure flew up from the ruins, flew directly into the sky, and disappeared.

That man was burly and full of white hair, and it was none other than the Demon Clan's Banner Envoy - Kong Luan!

It's just that he is no longer as powerful as he looked before, and the shirt that was originally small has been completely destroyed at this time, revealing strong muscles, and there are even blood marks, and the wound reveals a little golden light, and there is a trace of cold air coiled on it.

"Brother Sima, come out quickly!" Wang Xiaohu was a little anxious, Kong Ling was like this, Ma Xiaoming should not be intact, they were even more worried.

"Bang" The second figure rushed up from the ruins, at this time Ma Xiaoming was wrapped in cyan light, the life immortal yuan surrounded his body, and the originally weak momentum soon became strong again, but the life immortal yuan was faintly visible and revealed a little golden brilliance, this brilliance was bright and grand, making people have an irresistible urge to fall to the ground and worship.

Soon, the golden light slowly faded, leaving only the cyan light to circulate.

"Whew, don't worry, I'm fine. Ma Xiaoming looked at Kong Lan who was far away, but he had a guess in his heart, "No wonder he can quickly eliminate the influence of the Buddha's light, the demonic energy and the Buddha's light are mutually reinforcing, although the Buddha light of the Chiba Zen Master has entangled Kong Lan for a long time, but it is also a sourceless water, Kong Lan can slowly disappear with the help of his own demonic energy and the three major magic weapons." ”

"But I'......" Ma Xiaoming couldn't help but smile bitterly, in his body, the golden mangs from the Heavenly Ghost Emperor still existed, and they did not invade each other with the Life Immortal Yuan, and it was with the help of this golden mangs just now that he could quickly gain the upper hand and repel Kong Xuan.

Then why is the smile on Ma Xiaoming's face so reluctant? It turns out that everything has advantages and disadvantages, and it is also because of the existence of this Buddha power that the progress of the law of life infecting the body has stopped, and the basic body has been completed nine out of nine, and as a result, there is such an additional Buddha power, just like the Three Gorges Hydropower Station in the Yangtze River, which has cut off the endless river water at once.

"Alas, I didn't expect Kong Lan to be so powerful, what should we do?" Xianxia Wuqi Senior Sister Qi Langxia sighed, seeing Kong Lan's might, she deeply felt that even Master Qingrou was not an opponent.

"Uncle Sima, what about my father?" Li Yiru felt a little panicked in her heart, now Kong Luan's strength is all in her eyes, can't her father really be recovered?

"Don't worry, Yiru. Wang Xiaohu seemed to think of something, "Isn't there still Brother Yu, let's find his master, Zen Master Chiba, and wait until the Heavenly Ghost Emperor's predecessors recover, and then go to Kong Xuan to make trouble together, so that Kong Xuan is not an opponent." ”

The arrival of the three A-level powerhouses is indeed a great increase in deterrence, and when Kong Lu encounters this situation, he will really end up hating. It's just that things will go as smoothly as Wang Xiaohu thought?

Ma Xiaoming has reservations about this.

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Outside the mountain, the Qingshan Building is outside the building, and the West Lake singing and dancing will be closed. The warm wind smokes the tourists drunk, and Hangzhou is regarded as Bianzhou.

Although the Southern Song Dynasty poet Lin Sheng's poem "Title Lin'an Residence" describes Hangzhou, it also describes how pleasant the scene of Bianzhou is from the side, and Bianzhou here is Kaifeng.

Kaifeng City, Maha Temple.

Maha Temple is the location of the sect of the Great Compassion Bodhi Ming Sect, the whole Zen Temple is built magnificently, not to mention the others, just the bronze statue of the protector of the Dharma around the temple can be seen how magnanimous the Ming Sect is today.

Ma Xiaoming and others found the Maha Temple and saw Yu Nansong, but it was a pity that the Chiba Zen Master had something to do, so they had to stay in the city for a while.

"Master, have you heard of Master Shi Daoming?" In order to solve the Buddha power in his body, Ma Xiaoming began to ask around for some news, hoping to find useful information.

After all, Shi Daoming is a figure from a few decades ago, and can only ask some of the older generation of figures, young people have only heard of Chiba Zen Master, as for who Shi Daoming is, they are unlikely to know.

I asked several old people in a row, probably because Shi Daoming was too low-key, not many people had heard of it, but some people knew about the establishment of the Maha Temple, but in their impression the Maha Temple was just a very simple temple, which contained a very strange Buddha statue.

At that time, not many of them went to worship, and the hosts inside rarely came out to make a fortune.

Just when Ma Xiaoming was at a loss, a young man came to the door.

"This young man ......" The person who came was a young farmer with honest eyebrows, and he found Ma Xiaoming, but he didn't know what to say.

"Little brother, do you have any news about Master Shi Daoming?" Ma Xiaoming smiled, patted the farmer's shoulder lightly, and conveyed a little True Yuan to calm his emotions, "Say something slowly, don't worry." ”

The farmer was a little embarrassed and whispered, "I don't know ...... this."

Ma Xiaoming didn't care, knowing that he still had the following.

“...... But my grandfather said he knew a monk named Daoming...... "Sure enough, the farmer knew something, and then he was embarrassed to speak."

"Little brother, this is ten taels of silver, take it!" Ma Xiaoming offered a heavy reward before, otherwise the news might not spread so quickly, "Take me to see your grandfather!"

The young farmer was a little embarrassed, his grandfather was quite old, and now he was a little unwell, so he couldn't come, he was afraid that Ma Xiaoming would not be willing to cash in the money, so it was a little difficult to speak.

Fortunately, Ma Xiaoming was reasonable and did not embarrass him, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

The farmer's home is in a small village not far from Kaifeng City, and it is rare that there is no work in the field today, so he cut some firewood from a nearby hill and sold it in the city.

After being pointed out, he found Ma Xiaoming's location.

"Grandpa, this is Sima Gongzi, I want to ask you something! About Daoming Monk!" the farmer helped his grandfather up from the bed, put a pillow on it, and whispered in his ear.

The old man was already awake, and when he heard his grandson talking to him, he suddenly sighed.

"How many times have I told you, Master Daoming is the benefactor of our family!" (To be continued.) )