The leader of the devil's sect, he is so cute

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Last night, because Mozicheng was thinking about Sanxiu, he was so angry that he didn't fall asleep for a long time. This caused Mozicheng to wake up the next day when the sun was already high.Mo Zicheng sat up and glared at Sanxiu who was sitting beside him.

Sanxiu smiled: "Well, the poor monk saw that you were sleeping soundly, so he didn't bother you."

"Yo, the little monk doesn't speak eccentrically anymore? Without threats? Don't you stare at the deity with strange eyes?" Mo Zicheng began to be eccentric again.

Sanxiu knew that he had gone too far last night, and took the initiative to admit his mistake: "Yesterday, the poor monk was angry for a while. After all, this string of Buddhist beads is very important to the poor monk. The poor monk...apologizes for what he did yesterday. .” Both of them did not mention the matter of Mo Zicheng being kissed by three cultivators.

Suddenly, a flying book was thrown over, and Mo Zicheng quickly caught it, opened it... and sighed.

"Uncle... Forget it." Mo Zicheng was just bored, that person has lived for more than 50 years, why is this word... among other things, this word has a high ability to distinguish, once You can tell it's his.

But having said that, it would be great if Ye Xuansang and the others were fine.

"Let's go, little monk, return to the Demon Cult!"

What they are walking is not the boundary between the Devil's religion and Taoism, nor the boundary between the Central Plains and Taoism, but the boundary between Buddhism and Taoism.Originally, Mozicheng didn't want to go that way, but Sanxiu insisted, and he couldn't help it.

And Sanxiu also explained to Mozicheng why he took this route. The reason is very simple. There is an unwritten rule in Buddhism: within three miles outside the boundary of Buddhism, no one is allowed to kill anyone.

Although Mo Zicheng didn't know who set these very overbearing rules, but according to the words of Sanxiu, non-Buddhist people have always followed this, and they don't know why.

Sure enough, there are heavy soldiers on the road that divides the border.And Ruoye Fenghua is also here.But now, it is three miles away from the Buddhist gate.

"Little monk, what kind of bad idea are you talking about! Isn't this a sheep entering a tiger's mouth?" Mo Zicheng now wants to crack Sanxiu's head open to see what's inside!

Sanxiu chuckled lightly, and the meaning of his words was unclear: "It's enough, this distance is enough for the poor monk."

But when Sanxiu walked out from the grass where they were hiding, he seemed to suddenly understand.Buddha Qi is naturally very friendly to Sanxiu, a Buddhist disciple, but it has a strong coercion to other people.Perhaps it was because Sanxiu was by his side, or Sanxiu deliberately set up some protection for him. In short, Mozi City did not feel the coercion.

In other words, these three cultivators are equivalent to fighting at the door of one's own house, but even with the blessing of Buddha's energy, it may be powerless to deal with Ruoye Fenghua. Mo Zicheng stood up from the grass, patted the clothes on his clothes Hui also followed Sanxiu and walked out generously.

If it doesn't work, just show your cards.

They appeared on their own initiative, but Ruoye Fenghua was missing something, he squinted his eyes, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

If Ye Fenghua knew that the group of people under him were just giving away heads in the past, he let them all leave. Otherwise, if they were involved in a fight later, would he collect their bodies or not?

Mo Zicheng pulled out the hairpin from his hair, and in an instant, his target was the glowing Zigui knife, and Sanxiu immediately transformed into a Zen staff.Two against one, in fact, there is not much chance of winning, but this time they are not trying to kill, they are only trying to make a living.

If they hadn't chosen the most dangerous path, they would have been safe at this moment. It's just...they knew that there was a tiger, and they preferred to go to the tiger mountain. This is the nature of these two people.What's more, you can hide for a while, but you can't hide for a lifetime. If this is the case, why not fight hard?

The battle became more and more intense, Ruoye Fenghua didn't notice at all that they were getting closer and closer to the three miles beyond the boundary of Buddhism.finally!

"How can you be presumptuous in the pure place of Buddhism?"

This is the supreme leader of Buddhism—Sanskrit.Sanskrit generation, everything about this person can be traced back to more than 600 years ago, that is to say, this leader has lived for more than 600 years.

It is said that this Sanskrit ancestor was very capable. Sanskrit was young and energetic and a wild fox Zen. When listening to the Buddhist priest at that time, he felt that the other party was wrong, so he immediately debated with him.Although lost, it was very exciting.Later, he was accepted by Buddhism because of his talent.

However, he refused to cut this hair at any time, so the head of Buddhism had no choice but to follow his wishes.

It is also said that this Sanskrit...has a bad temper.The four words of being compassionate and caring have nothing to do with him, and he will call back whoever provokes him. The Buddhist sect once had a headache because of this, but they really didn't want to give up such a good seedling, so they followed him.It was because of this that Mo Zicheng's father was not able to completely kill Buddhism.

Sanxiu held Mozicheng with one hand, and saluted with the other: "Junior Sanxiu, do you meet Senior Fanyin? It's because the junior was abrupt, but the situation was urgent, and the junior had no choice but to disturb the tranquility of the senior. Please forgive me!"

Mo Zicheng also imitated Sanxiu's appearance and saluted.

With white hair flying around, Fanyin was playing with Buddhist beads in his hands, and looked down at them: "Since you know you are guilty, why don't you apologize with death?"

"Senior is joking."

Sanskrit's eyes shifted to Ruoye Fenghua, he clicked his tongue a few times and then sighed: "As expected of a member of the Taoist sect, you can't even salute your elders, you dead child."

The 50-year-old Wakaba Fenghua was suddenly called a child, and he himself had an indescribable feeling, but compared with the person who spoke, he was indeed a child.

However, he does not look like he is 50 years old. He looks like he is in his early thirties, handsome, chic, mature, and stable.

Having been a Taoist priest for decades, he was not used to suddenly wanting to salute others, and it took him a long time before he raised his hand, and Sanskrit did not force him.

The moment he saw the Sanskrit, Mozi City knew why people should not kill people three miles away from the Buddhist gate, because these three miles are the Sanskrit boundary!But if anyone who memorizes a little bit encounters this mantra...

His intuition told him that if he hadn't come with Sanxiu and there were no Buddhists present, Sanskrit might have made a move.

But this Sanskrit sound always seemed familiar to Mozicheng.Oh, by the way, someone once showed him the portrait, and asked him to take a look at it, and said that if he saw it, he would help pass it on——

"'I'm looking for you'."

Hearing what Mozicheng said, Sanxiu turned his head and looked at him directly, his eyes were a little incredulous, and there was also a Sanskrit voice, Mozicheng said helplessly: "Don't look at me like that, I'm just relaying the story for others."

Sanskrit did not speak again, as if he had a guess about the other party's identity.

Since the Sanskrit sound is here, Ruoye Fenghua can't do it even if he wants to. Beating a Buddhist person in front of the Buddhist ancestors is not the same as hitting someone in the face?

Taking advantage of this moment, Mo Zicheng planned to have a good talk with him about Ruoye Xuansang.At the beginning, Ruoye Fenghua said that people in the Demon Cult should not care about their family affairs, because the evil image of the Demon Cult has been entrenched in his heart for many years, and he still feels that the three cultivators of Buddhism are in collusion with the Demon Cult...

Sanxiu scratched his bald head, yes, why did he go through life and death with the leader of the Demon Cult?It seems that it is for Chengcheng.

Ruoye Fenghua frowned, worried about the fact that Ruoye Xuansang had left the Daoist sect, controlled his desire to get mad and said: "My son, living outside, do you know how I feel as a father?"

Mo Zicheng said frankly: "I don't know. I only know how I felt when I first picked up Xuansang covered in blood. I only know how I felt when he came back last time covered in blood. .”

Ruoye Fenghua's face was shocked for a moment, he didn't know about this, why... was he covered in blood?

The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and there was no sound until Sanskrit stepped on a branch, and the three of them looked at Sanskrit in unison.Sanskrit took a bite of the fruit in his hand and said, "Go on, don't worry about me."

Sanskrit felt that he should not talk, he should watch a play.For some reason, he always felt that he should replace the fruit in his hand with a melon.

After a while, Ruoye Fenghua's voice was a little hoarse: "Blood is..."

"He is covered with wounds, and there is a fatal wound on his abdomen. Judging from the wound, it is a sword wound." Mo Zicheng once wondered if he had offended some kind of enemy?Looking at it now, it seems to be an infighting within the family, and Ruoye Xuansang is still the kind who was forced to join...

At that time, if Ruoye Xuansang hadn't met Mozicheng and Fu Wanran, he would have visited the whole hell long ago.

He has never been interested in and will not intervene in the open and secret fights between the juniors. He always feels that they grew up together and have a friendship...

Mozicheng has always been someone who likes to rub salt into other people's wounds: "As a leader, you are a qualified Taoist leader, but as a father, you are not qualified. He is missing, have you really looked for him?"

But any responsible father would never ignore his children for so many years.

"Taoist, whether Xuansang stays or stays is up to you or me. It's his own choice. Why should others influence his thoughts?"

Mo Zicheng seldom preaches this to others, let alone an elder.Seeing Mozi City like this, Sanxiu smiled slightly.

Sanxiu was still holding Mozicheng's hand, Fanyin looked at them and smiled slightly: "Ha, I seem to feel a little unusual atmosphere."

It seems that I have to go back to Buddhism to give Xiao Jingkong a vaccination, otherwise it will be bad if this guy is suddenly so angry that he has a myocardial infarction.Don't worry about Xiao Jing Wu, he has a strong ability to accept it!

"Dare to ask the Lord, can the poor monk and him return to the Devil's Cult?"

"It's up to you." Ruoye Fenghua just wanted to go back to the Taoist sect to find out what was going on.

This is the purpose of the Three Cultivators, to cooperate with Mozi City to force Ruoye Fenghua into the three miles outside the Buddhist gate.It is expected that Sanskrit Patriarch will not do anything to himself. With Sanskrit here, it is also expected that Ruoye Fenghua will not do anything. It is even more unexpected that Mozicheng will tell about Ruoye Xuansang among.It's just that he didn't expect Mo Zicheng to preach to him.

The man walked out of the hut, his face sank: Oh, I overslept.

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