Seeing that the quasi-Taoist agreed, Zhang Dixin frowned tightly and secretly calculated, and after a while, a layer of fine sweat appeared on his forehead, and he was very difficult.

How can Zhang Dixin know how to calculate, this time it is just a scene, the golden body of the quasi-Taoist person, he has already seen it in the original book, as for whether it is right or wrong, when it comes to other things, there is no choice anyway, only a dead horse as a live horse doctor, but this still has to be done enough, in case the time of blushing and being seen clearly by this person.

Seeing Zhang Dixin like this, the quasi-Taoist smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, secretly calculated, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and then pinched his fingers secretly, but he didn't want to count the more ugly his face became, and unconsciously, there was fine sweat on his forehead, and after a long time, he sighed: "Daoyou's life is very different, it doesn't seem to exist in the world, it seems to be in the world, although Daoyou is in front of the poor Dao, but it seems to be nothing, vague and difficult to distinguish, and the number of lives is like this heavenly way, it is difficult to calculate." ”

Zhang Dixin's heart was overjoyed, and the secret Daoist was so sincere that he pinched his fingers and counted them as soon as he answered the truth, and he had to face it squarely and make a good appearance.

The corners of Zhang Dixin's eyebrows were suddenly raised, and his hands were painted, as if he was making a seal, and suddenly his left hand was settled, and his right hand was settled, and above his face, there was also a burst of irritability, a burst of paleness, and he spit out a mouthful of blood before he opened his eyebrows: "Sage Wei, it's really unpredictable." ”

Hearing this, the quasi-Taoist couldn't help but secretly rejoice, looking at the appearance of Guiguzi, it seems that he has not calculated his golden body, if so, the two are tied, and they can find an opportunity to gamble on the side, this person is none other than the West: "Daoist friends are poor Taoist golden body?"

"This ......," Zhang Dixin pretended to hesitate, "Okay, just say it, if it's not allowed, follow the Taoist friends to the West." ”

It is difficult to see the way of heaven, and it is also difficult to see the Dharma body of a saint. The Bodhi Taoist laughed secretly when he heard this, and his heart was better than selling favors first, thinking that he would win people's hearts: "If the Taoist friend can calculate one or two, it can also be regarded as the Taoist friend who is holy, and the poor Taoist will not come to stop it." ”

"Woohoo! Daoist friends are really Dao Fa Hongshen, and they actually have a six-zhang golden body!" Zhang Dixin pretended to be surprised. But seeing that the quasi-Daoist was slightly stunned, he was relieved in his heart, "Daoist friend golden body, when there are twenty-four songs and eighteen arms, I don't know if it can be true?"

The quasi-Daoist couldn't help but look surprised, nodding his head on the side, Zhang Dixin was secretly happy in his heart, but he frowned: "According to the way you look at it." The eighteen hands of Taoist friends each hold the treasure, on the left side holds the silk silk, the golden bell, the Yingluo, the banner flag, the umbrella cover, the golden bow, the flower through, the silver halberd, the fish intestine, and the right side has the blessing pestle, the sitting file, the gold bottle, the flag, the silver bottle ......"

"Daoyou! don't say it again!" The quasi-Daoist was shocked, a true immortal, he was able to spy on the secrets of the saint so far, it was already a great ability, and he could only sigh and say: "This time it is a poor Dao defeat, and Daoyou is very human!"

Zhang Dixin saw that the quasi-Daoist surrendered. couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and secretly said that he was fortunate to be cautious. Recite this: "That is the case, fellow Daoist ......"

After Zhang Dixin finished speaking, he saw a light and shadow in the air, coming straight to this side, and secretly said that this monkey is not in the famous mountain, what is he doing here!

It turned out that Yuan Hong hurriedly sent Kong Xuan to the Famous Mountain. Worried about Zhang Dixin's safety, he hurried back, not wanting to meet the quasi-Daoist.

That being the case, the poor road took his leave. Zhang Dixin hurriedly gave a salute and was about to leave. But I didn't want my body to stagnate, and I couldn't move in place," he said...... Fellow Daoists, why is that?"

"Big brother, big brother?" After a short time, Yuan Hong arrived, called twice, saw Zhang Dixin silent, and saw the quasi-Daoist, he was furious, "You thief, what happened to my brother!"

Who in the world sees that the saint is not respectful, and he does not dare to have a word of nonsense, only Yuan Hong is like this, but when he sees the saint, he just curses, but does not give courtesy, and the quasi-Taoist is also surprised: "How can Taoist friends not speak ......?"

Where did Yuan Hong hear that the Taoist was slow and reasonable, and he picked up the golden hoop stick and smashed it!

The quasi-Daoist had never seen such a person, his fingers flicked slightly, and the natural golden hoop stick flew away, Yuan Hong was furious, and with a volley, he turned into a hanging tiger, and pounced down!

"Eighty-nine Xuangong?" The quasi-Taoist looked at the corners of his mouth, his fingers flashed again, and he was fixing Yuan Hong in mid-air, "Where did you learn this technique?"

"Thief bald! Where did you learn to care about your! If you want to kill, you can kill, and don't say much!" Yuan Hong gave birth to a courage that is not afraid of the sky and the earth, knowing that he is invincible, he still refuses to give in to his mouth.

The quasi-Daoist was not angry, pinched his fingers slightly, and knew the story: "The previous poor road went to Tiandi Mountain, and Zhen Yuanzi said that he would leave eight or nine mysteries with this, and he didn't want to pass it on to you." ”

Yuan Hong didn't want the white old man in front of him, but he actually met Zhen Yuanzi: "You said that the eight or nine Xuangong is you, but you can't do it?"

The quasi-Taoist glanced at Yuan Hong again, but said: "You monkey, life belongs to fire, but there is water in the fire, and there is dark gold in the water, and it is very strange, although it is a crippled body, but it is not a good root, or is it a matter of being poor and doing personal favors, are you willing to learn the Four Nine Xuangong?"

Yuan Hong came to a big body, and he didn't care about the word "crippled body", but Zhang Dixin listened to it on the side, and secretly said Could it be the four great spirit monkeys between heaven and earth, really as he thought, one body, four hearts, and one life?" "Thank you for the sage's fulfillment!" Yuan Hong secretly calculated the forty-nine Xuangong, but the thirty-six changes are not as good as the eighty-nine Xuangong, and the seventy-two changes are diverse, I wanted to refuse, but I didn't want Zhang Dixin to thank him first, "Third brother, don't thank the saint for his kindness!"

Eighty-nine Xuangong, although it has the wonder of change, but for the purpose of refining the body, it has to change ordinary things, it is the change of seventy-two kinds of earthly evil, but the change of the entry kung fu, the forty-nine Xuangong is the real way, if it is cultivated, it can be through the heavens and the earth, and the cultivation is not only explosive, but also comparable to the Xuan Xian, Zhang Dixin knows the beauty of this, and he hurriedly agreed!

Yuan Hong was shocked when he heard the name of the saint, and the secret way actually started with the saint, a layer of cold sweat broke out behind his back, and he hurriedly said: "Thank you Sage Hongen." ”

"Whether it's eighty-nine Xuangong or four-nine Xuangong, the lives of people who need to be cultivated are very different, if others don't have this life, but they can't cultivate, you can cultivate it, and it is also your blessing. The Bodhi Taoist said, and then flicked his long sleeves, and a ray of light fell on Yuan Hong's forehead, "If you cultivate eight or nine, the four or nine Xuangong will be solved, and if you cultivate a few times, it will all be in the number of fate." ”

"Thank you for the generous gift of the saint!" Yuan Hong saluted and looked up, but the quasi-Daoist had long since disappeared.

Zhang Dixin didn't want Yuan Hong to have such a good fate, and secretly rejoiced, thinking that what the quasi-Taoist did this time was, I was afraid that he had already planted an opportunity with Yuan Hong, and the two of them were afraid that they would still be involved in the future.

"In this matter, the Taoist friends still need to keep their words for the poor road, if they wait for the coming day, the poor road invites the Taoist friends to go to the west. Zhang Dixin thought about it, and suddenly the words of the quasi-Taoist sounded in his ears, and he was stunned, and then smiled at the corner of his mouth, and thanked the head of the West. (To be continued......)