Villain: I am not good at fighting.

The Daoxuan Sect and the Hehuan Sect were originally at war, but after receiving a request for help from the Lingtai Temple, both sides tacitly stopped the fight.

Ten days later, Master Miaowu chanted the Buddha's name, walked out of the meditation room and came to the main hall of Lingtai Temple. The reinforcements of Daoxuan Sect had arrived in advance.

The person in the lead was a woman wearing a high crown and a green Taoist robe. Two other women stood on her left and right.

Both of them have reached the Jindan stage of cultivation. The woman on the left is quiet and elegant, with a bit of a woman's demeanor, while the woman on the right is seductive and hot, and her clothes are revealing, which is not like the orthodox style.

After the three women were more than a dozen foundation-building disciples, both male and female.

“Master Miaowu, Qingluo, his fairy wife Zhao Jing, Moyun Canghai, and some Daoxuan disciples will come to support us first.

Senior Brother Luoxia Fang is organizing the remaining personnel, and the follow-up reinforcements are expected to arrive within half a month. It all depends on Master Miaowu's arrangements."

Fairy wife, no one was surprised that in a hundred years, Nalan Qingluo went from a rebellious foundation-building cultivator to a well-known Jindan powerhouse.

Nalan Kongming, the head of Daoxuan Sect, chose to go into seclusion with his eyes darkening. Master Lin Luo, the Yuanying of Luoxia Mountain, guarded the Ice Path on his own. Now no one could control Nalan Qingluo.

Half a month...

“Amitabha, Donor Nalan, can you please ask Donor Fang to be quicker? The scale of the beast tide outbreak this year is unusually large and frequent.

The disciples of Lingtai Temple can only maintain the balance at present. If the beast tide breaks out again, I predict that the scale will be greater than before. I am afraid that the disciples of Lingtai Temple will not be able to..."

"Nalan Qingluo, return my wife to me!"

A loud shout came from outside the hall, interrupting their conversation. A flash of fierce sword light erupted like a volcano, heading straight for Nalan Qingluo.

"Guan Yaotian, this is Lingtai Temple, you need to understand the occasion."

The Bagua formation rose up under Nalan Qingluo's feet, and a snow-white horse appeared behind her, raising its hoof to shatter the knife light.

The whole place was filled with a furious and impetuous atmosphere, and a shirtless man with flaming red hair walked into the hall.

He was alone, his cultivation level was in the middle stage of Jindan, the knife in his hand was burning with fire, and he stared at Nalan Qingluo with hatred.

"We have already stopped fighting, so don't keep entangled here. Besides, the person Canghai likes is me, and you, Guan Yaotian, are just an outsider."

Nalan Qingluo's momentum was no less than that of the newcomer. The snow-white horse behind her neighed loudly, grew snow-white wings, and was shrouded in a sea of ​​brilliant light.

Guan Yaotian, with fiery red hair, dragged a long sword and first came in front of Miao Wu and saluted Miao Wu.

"Master Miaowu, the disciples of the Hehuan Sect will be here soon."

Just when everyone thought he would not take action and the snow-white horse behind Nalan Qingluo turned from real to virtual, Guan Yaotian suddenly attacked.

The blade glowed with light, and in an instant a giant flaming blade dozens of feet long covered everyone present.

He tried to kill all the foundation-building disciples behind Nalan Qingluo together.

In a hurry, everyone had no time to react, so Nalan Qingluo had to flash in front of the foundation-building disciples and plan to use magic weapons to resist.

"Bullshit, it must be you who used illusion to control the sea!"

This attack had been planned for a long time, and flames filled the entire hall. At this moment, a melodious Buddhist chant was heard, and the flames disappeared in an instant.

"Amitabha!"

Golden rain began to fall in the hall. A magic circle in the middle of the hall was spinning, blocking the overflowing sword light. Nalan Qingluo was beside Miao Wu and behind him.

A huge golden statue of Dharma, pinching flowers with one hand, grasped Guan Yaotian's flaming sword.

The original self of Bodhi, the wonderful and uncondensed Dharma form is himself.

"Amitabha, benefactor Guan, this is Lingtai territory. The three sects have an agreement. Whoever starts first in Lingtai territory will be helped unconditionally by this poor monk."

The Bodhi Dharma Image let go of Guan Yaotian’s long sword, then put his hands together, and emitted infinite Buddha light.

Guan Yaotian only felt as if a mountain was pressing down on his body, making his movements extremely heavy. Miao Wu, who was also in the Jindan stage, only made one move and Guan Yaotian showed signs of defeat.

"Master Miaowu, even Buddhists have to distinguish right from wrong. Nalan Qingluo used magic to deceive my wife, but you aided and abetted her. How unreasonable!"

A fiery red light burst out from Guan Yaotian's body, and then a flaming Dharma image appeared behind him. He crossed his hands and condensed a fire mirror to block the infinite Buddha's light.

"Right now, beasts are threatening us frequently. I am only concerned about the lives of the common people. If there is any grudge between the two donors that cannot be resolved, please leave the Lingtai territory."

As the Buddha's light faded, Miao Wu regained his calm appearance, but he did not release the finger gestures in his hands, so he could summon the golden body at any time.

"Master Miao Wu, there is no need to do this. Don't you have telepathy in Buddhism? Just use this method to ask my fairy wife to see if I have used any magic on her."

Nalan Qingluo took a step forward and taunted Guan Yaotian:

"It will also help this persistent man to give up."

"Amitabha, I will not participate in the fight between the two sects."

Miao Wu was about to refuse, but Zhao Jing, the skilled woman beside Nalan Qingluo, stepped forward and said:

"Master Miaowu, Lingtai Temple is in need of people right now, and we are here to help sincerely. Please use telepathy to ask him, so that someone's peach blossom debt will not be settled and innocent people will be affected."

Zhao Jing's eyes were slightly resentful. The trouble caused by Nalan Qingluo almost implicated the foundation-building disciples.

"Jing'er baby, don't be angry, my heart is divided into two parts, and one half also loves you~"

Nalan Qingluo secretly sent a message to comfort Zhao Jing.

"Master Miaowu, you use your telepathy, and I'll ask Canghai, if he really wasn't under an illusion, I... Alas~"

Guan Yaotian's eyes, looking at the enchanting woman, were full of complexity, regret and self-blame, but without any hatred.

"Donor Mo Yun, what do you think?

We have to take emergency measures. These people are reinforcements to resist the beast tide, and it is unrealistic to drive them out of Lingtai.

"Cang Hai baby, just go ahead and make this man give up."

Nalan Qingluo secretly transmitted the message, Mo Yuncanghai glanced at her sideways, did not refuse, and nodded lightly to Miao Wu.

"Then I will overstep my bounds once."

Miao Wu took out a piece of jade from his worn-out storage bag, which was as big as a bowl. He then turned to Mo Yuncanghai and Guan Yaotian and explained:

"I used my telepathy on this jade, and Canghai placed his hand on the other side. If the jade flashes, it means you are lying. If it doesn't flash, it means you are telling the truth."

As he spoke, he placed the jade on the table, chanting the Buddha's name, with golden light flashing in his eyes. After a moment, he nodded to signal Mo Yun Qiu Shui to stretch out his hand.

"Cang Hai, you are not deceived by the illusion?"

Mo Yuncanghai shook his head. The jade did not flicker, which meant that she was sincere.

Guan Yaotian staggered backward, as if he had suffered a great blow.

"Are our feelings all fake?"

Looking at the collapsed man in front of him, Mo Yuncanghai sighed and advised:

"Yaotian, forget me. My heart has already taken the shape of a green radish."

"But your body..."

"Shut up, that was all forced by Mo Yun Qiu Shui. If you really have me in your heart, don't bother Qing Luo anymore and just be your young master."

Mo Yuncanghai's expression suddenly became fierce, and Guan Yaotian actually stood at attention subconsciously, then stared at her blankly, and after a moment he smiled bitterly.