The Little Monk Goes Down the Mountain [Transmigration Book]

"What on earth do you want!" Ji Xuan gritted his teeth and looked at the person in front of him, but he felt a little remorseful in his heart, all because of his negligence for letting this person escape!

"Hahahaha!" The real devil's smile became more and more cheerful: "What do I want? I originally thought that I would just eat this little monk, but since there is such a big commotion at this time, none of you can escape !” At the end, he almost gritted his teeth.

In fact, this old devil couldn't help being so angry. Originally, Xue Ning's body was very suitable for him, but now he had already consumed a lot of cultivation in order to flee for his life and change his body.

Seeing him like this, Xue Yang recovered quite a bit. He hurriedly stood up, looked at the real demon with blood-red eyes, and said harshly: "Arrogance! Although my Xue family is not doing well, there are still fit monks in charge. Practicing vain cultivation, yet dare to utter wild words!"

"Hahahaha!" The real demon laughed even more cheerfully after hearing this: "It's just your good-for-nothing old man, I'm afraid he has been poisoned by the poison of Shen Bing long ago. I can't figure out how to take care of you trash!"

"What?" Xue Yang couldn't help being shocked, and the rest of the Xue family disciples also looked flustered.

"Could it be that you don't believe it?" The old devil looked at Xue Yang triumphantly: "No matter how I say it, I used to be a Mahayana monk. Although the tiger has fallen into peace now, there are still many ways to deal with a small fit monk. Let your old man not stay in the backyard and run out suddenly, if not, this seat would not find a chance to start."

Xue Yang suddenly remembered that when the patriarch came out, Xue Ning was the one who brought tea to the patriarch.

"You!" He looked at the arrogant old devil in the air with a livid face, unable to utter a word.

It was Xue Yin who jumped out suddenly at this time: "Could it be that you poisoned the ancestor's tea?" It was not that Xue Yin was disregarding the overall situation at this time, but he saw the calm expressions of the two Zhaohui Temple people, and he understood in his heart I'm afraid that today's matter is not so simple, so I had an idea to direct the dirty water to Xue Ning, who had died long ago.

Xue Yang's expression changed drastically when he heard this, and he turned to stare at Xue Yin viciously, but Xue Yin's expression remained unchanged, still staring straight at the old devil.

The old devil raised his eyebrows: "Although he didn't hit the mark, he guessed pretty well. These juniors are really not very vigilant now." At the end of the speech, his tone turned out to be a bit disgusting.

The Xue family didn't have the leisure to refute him at this time, everyone looked like they were facing a big enemy, and their expressions were flustered, but only Xue Rin, who still looked like he was indifferent, but his eyes were always blurred. Looking in Zhanming's direction.

Zhan Ming is also a little nervous at this time, but he is not really afraid. He knows that the people from Zhaohui Temple should be arriving soon, but this time the assessment of him and Jixuan should have failed. Accepted.

Seeing Jixuan and Zhanming's calm expressions, the old devil couldn't help but sneered: "Are you waiting for the monks from Zhaohui Temple to come?"

Zhan Ming was startled, and glanced at Ji Xuan, who was still calm, and said in a gentle voice, "What advice do you have, senior?" He didn't even refute.

The old devil sneered: "The Xue family is here, why don't you see the Duan family?"

Jixuan raised his eyes to look at the old devil, and smiled softly: "Did senior expect those trash from the Duan family to hold back Zhaohui Temple?" Jixuan had already seen that Duan Su was not interested in catching this monster, but He was very concerned about messing up the Xue family, and he knew in his heart that Duan Su might have hidden secrets in his visit this time, but later it was found out that there was something wrong with Duan Su's whereabouts.

"Hahahahaha!" The old devil suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Of course I don't expect those trash to stop the people in Zhaohui Temple, but as long as they can hold off for a while, that's enough!"

As soon as this sentence hit the ground, the old devil shot like lightning, attacking the people below.

And Jixuan had been guarding against him all the time, seeing him make a move, he immediately threw out the gold foil in his sleeve, and met the big palm that the old devil attacked.

The old devil was shocked when he saw it. If he was not mistaken, this gold leaf is a sacred object of Buddhism, and it has something in common with him. If it really matches, it may not get any benefits.

The old devil's thoughts were flying, but he retracted his hand decisively, and then threw out a piece of brocade, intending to roll up a few disciples of the Xue family who were standing on the outer edge.

But Xue Yang would not allow him to be so reckless, and hastily sacrificed a big bell to block the old devil's white satin.

But it's a pity that his cultivation base is not as advanced as the old devil's, and his big clock is just an ordinary thing, so it can't effectively stop the old devil's white satin. Looking at the situation, he knew that he couldn't go any further, so he went straight to the front and used all his strength to force Bai Duan back.

After all, Bai Duan was an ordinary thing, Xue Yang was so willing to fight, but he really forced Bai Duan back.

The old devil saw that he got nothing after seeing twice, he was annoyed for a while, and he didn't hold back his hand, and hit Xue Yang's face directly with his palm. To take this palm firmly.

Looking at Xue Yang's behavior, Ji Xuan frowned slightly, this is simply courting death.

But he couldn't really see Xue Yang die so easily, so he threw the gold leaf in his hand and stood in front of Xue Yang.

The old devil was really angry at this time, but he no longer hesitated, and directly faced each other, vowing to take Xue Yang down.

Xue Yang watched the palm come overwhelmingly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, this time he was not seeking survival but death!

Ji Xuan was shocked, and wanted to go up to rescue him, but it was too late at this time, Xue Yang was about to be hit by that palm, at this critical moment, a person was suddenly pushed out from the crowd, Zhan Ming decided to When Qing saw it, it turned out to be Xue Rin!

It turned out that Xue Zhun, Xue Yang's youngest son, watched his father die just now, and in order to save his father, he pushed Xue Lin who was standing beside him out!

Xue Rin's eyes were wide open, looking at the big palm that was only one step away from him, his eyes were full of shock and anger.

He never put Xue Zhun in his eyes, but he didn't expect that he would die in Xue Zhun's hands, it was so ridiculous!

Just when Xue Lin was in despair, a white shadow suddenly appeared in front of him. Before he could realize what happened, the white shadow fell down like a dead leaf, and blood spilled all over the sky.

Xue Lin stood there, looking at the white-faced man lying on the ground, there was no trace of blood on his clear face, and the snow-white monk's robe was stained red with blood.

Cham Ming!

Xue Rin only felt that his ears were deaf. The sharp voice echoed in his ears. He couldn't hear the voices of the people around him, he couldn't see the appearance of the people around him. There was only one article left in his world. Blood red, and Zhan Ming's pale and lifeless face.

His feet were as heavy as a weight, and he seemed to have lost the ability to walk at this moment. He stumbled and crawled to Zhan Ming's side. He reached out his hand to touch his side face, but was knocked off With his hand, Zhan Ming suddenly raised his head, his eyes were ruthless.

Ji Xuan looked at him indifferently, without any emotion in his eyes.

Behind him was a white light, and the figure of the old devil had long since disappeared behind the white light. In the white light, there was still a thin shadow struggling with him faintly.

"Get out!" Ji Xuan's tone was cold.

Xue Lin half-kneeled beside Zhan Ming, the veins in her hands almost burst out.

"Let me... let me see him." He said this almost tremblingly.

Jixuan looked at him coldly, without answering, he lowered his head and stroked Zhanming's chest, it seemed that there was still a weak pulse, and he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

"Is... is he still alive?" Xue Lin asked this sentence, as if holding his heart.

Ji Xuan glared at him, but didn't answer his question, and wanted to hug Zhan Ming who was on the ground.

But at this moment, suddenly, a huge light burst out between the two fighting in mid-air. Under the dazzling white light, everyone couldn't help but close their eyes.

Jixuan knew that this was the Light of Ten Thousand Buddhas of Zhaohui Temple, so he even sacrificed the light shield to avoid suffering disaster, but he didn't expect a golden ball to fly out of the light curtain, heading straight towards Jixuan and Xue Lin's eyes. direction.

Ji Xuan was shocked, and wanted to protect Zhan Ming behind him, but he didn't expect that the ball of light ran so fast that he didn't give Ji Xuan this chance at all, and went directly between Zhan Ming's eyebrows.

At the next moment, Zhan Ming's whole body suddenly emitted golden light, different from the white light just now, the golden light at this time was more dazzling, Ji Xuan was forced back by the golden light, and Xue Rin flew out directly.

Ji Xuan took a few steps back, but was finally supported by a pair of hands. Ji Xuan turned his head to look, but was overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "Master!"

It turned out that this time was Zhanming's master Haizhen Venerable. As soon as the news of Jixuan and Zhanming came back, he knew it was not good, but he was delayed for a while by the younger generation of the Duan family on the way. this way.

"Master Patriarch, quickly save Master Uncle!" Ji Xuan's eyes were red at this time, and his expression was sad.

Venerable Haizhen stood there, looking at the golden light around Zhanming, with a erratic expression, and didn't speak, but when he saw Xue Lin who was madly trying to rush into the light, his eyes couldn't help but tighten .

He waved his sleeves and brought over Xue Rin, who was bruised and bruised by the golden light. He looked at Xue Rin with a serious expression, and said coldly, "What are you doing!"

Xue Lin didn't look at him at all, still looking in Zhan Ming's direction, struggling to get past him.

"Let me go, let me go..." He finally murmured, "I want to save him, he can't die..."

Venerable Haizhen couldn't help but sneered: "Save him? Now that you're in the past, there's nothing you can do except die!"

After hearing this, Xue Rin turned around suddenly, his eyes were cruel and desperate: "Let me go!"

So what if he died?

Xue Rin never had this thought, not when he lost his parents and struggled in Xihuang, when he was bullied and suffered all kinds of pain, but now, when he looked at Zhan Ming lying there , he suddenly had such emotions.

"I won't let you go." Hai Zhen looked at him and said coldly, "If you go, it doesn't matter if you die, but I'm afraid Zhan Ming will be killed by you too!"

Hearing this, Xue Lin froze suddenly.

He understood Haizhen's implication.