why dress up as a villain

Chapter 16 The Powerful Bald Donkey

After the last thunderstorm, the thick dark clouds dispersed, the cold and whistling wind suddenly stopped, and the sun shyly emerged from the clouds. It was unimaginable that the sky that was previously terrifying like the doomsday had suddenly turned into a cloudless splendor!
"Haha! Zhihua Spirit Grass is mine!", the red-haired monk raised his head to the sky and let out a wild laugh, breaking the silence behind the giant thunder, instantly like a small stone thrown into a calm lake, spreading out circles of ripples.

Just as the national teacher Qi Min came up with his sword, Master Xie, who was trapped under the suppression of the scroll, stared coldly at the red-haired monk. The little boy Huangfu stood next to Princess Yong'an and raised his head halfway.

"Amitabha!"

At that moment, it seemed as if the whole world was drinking for this vicissitudes of life, and the wind and clouds stopped instantly, and everything was picturesquely frozen.

Le Qi's mind went blank, only the vibration of the big copper bell hitting the atrium echoed in her heart.

Why is this old bald donkey so powerful?It turned out that he had lost his sight? !

"Amitabha...", another low drink floated down melodiously, and the storm surged again in an instant, and the heart returned to the calm of the lake.

Le Qi seemed to come back to life after the sound fell. She just wanted to continue the action just now, but the heroine Luo Xiaoqi had already swayed and stabilized her figure.

Under her guarded gaze, Le Qi withdrew her hand in embarrassment.

I really just want to give you a hand, really, really, say the important thing three times!

While Le Qi was still trying to remedy the situation, the abbot of Lingjiu Temple led a group of monks to get up from the ground. All the bald donkeys clasped their hands and stood solemnly behind the abbot. When the wind stopped and the trees stopped, their robes did not move.

Miracles often happen so inadvertently that they will always surprise people.

"Come down, benefactors." After the old abbot said, the red-haired monk and God Xie suddenly fell from the height, Le Qi's eyes widened, no, to be precise, even the eyeballs were about to fall off.

By the way, what is going on with this old monk, why is he so powerful?He actually got down two infant spirit monks with a single sentence, it's too scary, isn't it? !

The red-haired monk fell from the sky, and at the same time, the Zhihua Lingcao floated away from his hand.

Zhihua Spirit Grass floated in the air with a faint red light, I don't know if it was an illusion, Le Qi seemed to hear the silver bell's laughter softly ringing, it was like a child's laughter, falling with the wind, fleeting.

The Zhihua spirit grass slowly floated into the hands of the abbot, and Le Qi clearly heard him sigh when the old monk stretched out his old hand to catch the spirit grass.

That's right, it was a sigh, and that sigh coming from the mouth of the old bald donkey sounded unreal.

What's even weirder is that the old bald donkey suddenly muttered to himself: "The poor monk planted this grass here for 500 years..."

When Le Qi heard that the time of 500 years was not good, what!Are you kidding me, this old guy in front of you is 500 years old?
"After all, the poor monk owed a debt of favor... Now that it has been exposed to thunder and fire, it should go where it should go."

Why can't I understand what this is saying?When Le Qi was still thinking hard about what it meant, the old abbot waved his hand in the air leisurely, my good fellow, the flat space was suddenly torn like a piece of clothing! !

I saw him put the jelly grass in his hand into the crack, and then... Then the crack disappeared, disappeared!

Le Qi's eyes widened. In fact, she was not the only one who widened her eyes. It is estimated that everyone's jaws would drop, except Xie Jianglou, Xie Dashen, who can pretend to be a master.

This... this... Zhihua Lingcao is gone?

The grief-stricken red-haired monk pierced the sky of Lingjiu Temple: "Old Vulture! Give me back the Zhihua Lingcao!"

He rolled over from the ground and swooped down on the old abbot almost instantly.

"Amitabha, the donor is not yours, why bother to take it?"

The sharp tip of the flying sword pointed directly at the old abbot's forehead, and the stern air blowing away his snow-white long eyebrows and beard, the old abbot clasped his hands together and murmured such a sentence, the sword controlled by the red-haired monk stopped at the distance of the old abbot's eyebrows in a strange posture.

Didn't hear the sound of the sword piercing her body, Le Qi quietly pulled away Pu Jing's hand covering her eyes, in fact, if you don't help me cover my eyes, I will cover them myself, look at our cute and charming Xiao Qi, didn't she cover her face in an instant?

The fact that the sword was able to stop at the critical moment didn't mean that the red-haired monk was moved by the old monk's words. In fact, the red-haired monk's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was even more hideous. It looked like he was going to explode with anger. Le Qi was sure that if he could drive the flying sword, he would definitely cut the old guy in front of him to pieces!

The red-haired monk roared: "If the old guy has the ability, he can single out, so what kind of ability is it to use the immobilization technique!"

(Fixed body technique, infant spirit stage cultivation base includes and above, high cultivation level can be used for low cultivation level, at the same time there is also the silence technique.)
It seemed that his saliva was about to fall on his face, the old monk pointed his finger in the air, and the red-haired monk said, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Now the world is quiet.

then.The old abbot raised his eyebrows kindly, and Master Xie Jianglou, who was still pressed by the scroll in the upside-down pot formed by the yellow light, smiled. He just waved his cassock, and the scroll on the top fell in two and fell off.

The old abbot turned around and bowed to the monks behind him, his long silver eyebrows streaked across the air: "The poor monk has done something to you all."

His voice sounded much older than before.

All the monks showed pity and bowed back: "Amitabha!"

Le Qi wondered, what kind of charades are these bald donkeys playing?
When she stared at the old abbot and was still troubled by the mystery of him, she suddenly found that the old abbot's figure gradually faded.

That's right, it faded, and the old face on the side that was clear just now became blurred in an instant.In other words, not only his face, but his whole body exposed to the air was blurred.With his body as the outline, a layer of faint white light began to appear due to blur.

How is this going?He's not going to become a fairy, is he?
Le Qi closed her eyes forcefully and then opened them forcefully, and found that she was indeed right.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, practice the deep prajna paramita for a long time... Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, and it is the same when thinking and knowing..." The monks suddenly began to chant sutras, and the ancient and simple Sanskrit words fell into the hearts of the listeners with a unique confusion.Le Qi's head exploded, and she suddenly felt that something was wrong.

(End of this chapter)