Daozun and I turned the enemy into gay[Jian San]

Let Xuetian be worthy of being the last Demon Lord, even in the hundreds of swords drawn, thousands of shocks, and tens of thousands of panics, he still keenly grasped the key words.

In Ren Linliu's mouth, Wan Chuanhe equated Wan Xiaoniang.

The Demon King called Sister to Shu Yao.

Think again when Po Jun was disguised as Jingyue, he looked like a lotus out of water.

What does this mean?

It made Xuetian a little unable to breathe, and a little afraid to think deeply.

This means that he is the second envoy of the evil way of greedy wolf breaking the army, plus a Mahayana domain master, all wearing women's clothing.

A flash of dazzling halo came into view, making Xue Xia consciously raise his hand to block it.

As he expected, the bursts of light came from the Lord of the Seven Realms, who was covered in bright red and purple, bright yellow and blue, gems and pearls, and emerald and gold.

Greedy wolf breaks the army Wan Chuanhe, plus a seven domain master...

well.

Let the snow fall silent.

It turned out that when I entered Gusha back then, the way I drew a line with this group of people early was so insightful.

Lonely is pretty good.

If cultivating Heavenly Punishment is to join forces with the group of people in front of you, there is nothing wrong with Gu Sha.

Xuetian's desire to kill Abbot Jiekong suddenly became less strong.

He moved his mouth, his voice was weak and erratic, full of despair of being strongly impacted by the world view:

"The facts are definitely not what this fellow Taoist said. This seat and Wan Chuanhe are not the same person, and we are not just casual acquaintances. I can swear my heart and soul to prove it."

Even if he wanted to support the head of Xuanshan who had a heart attack and urgently needed the Heavenly King Baoxin Pill to hang his life, Xuanhe Peak Master guessed that he would need two of them.

But the ridicule gave Xue Tian a great opportunity, and she would never let it go.

Hearing this, she squinted her eyes, and said coolly: "Oh? Effortless oath? Forgive my shallow vision and humble knowledge. The Gusha lineage has never been bound by the law of heaven. When will the effort oath take effect?"

The crowd took it for granted.

"..."

It made Xuetian unavoidably hate that he was not a heavenly punishment, which led to the current situation where no one believed the truth.

It seems that since he came up from the abyss, his body has been repeatedly jumping sideways and swaying from side to side in various things.

But someone was more unbelievable than him, and someone was in a more embarrassing situation than him.

For example, the head of Xuanshan who was only a step away from coma.

For example, Jiang Yunya, who tightly pulled the long and wide sleeves of the hospital, looked at him affectionately.

Jiang Yunya opened his mouth several times and considered it several times, but he got stuck and could only say a few words: "Their way of magic is really messed up."

"Yeah." The dean looked numb and his voice was dry, "It's really messy."

After thinking about it seriously, since they joined the magic way, the melons in their hands have become bigger and sweeter than the other. In contrast to their past hundred years, they are so boring that they only have a life of playing cards.

Jiang Yunya has deep feelings for Qi Qiran: "I think playing cards is very good, and it's good to have a clear distinction and not mix."

You can protect the reputation and safety.

When the dean was about to nod in response, Jiang Changxing made a sudden statement, which made the two of them jump. He smiled and said, "Playing cards?"

"No!"

Jiang Yunya hastily changed his words, and said righteously and sternly: "It's about the Tao!"

Jiang Changxing: "If you want to discuss the Tao, you must first enter the Tao."

Thinking about the major event of his beloved apprentice, Jiang Changxing turned his mind away from the exciting scene in front of him, and sighed:

"Forget it. It's my fault that I haven't come back for 300 years. I haven't fulfilled my duty of teaching. Now that I've come back, I should make up for it. It just so happens that I'm teaching Suwen recently, so I don't have to worry about Duoyunya alone."

Jiang Yunya: "???"

But I am worried!

Aren't the opinions of the younger generation not taken seriously these days?

The dean looked on coldly at the sudden disaster of his best friend, with a taste of gloating.

Seeing that the Lord of the Upside Down Mountain was still unshakable, like a pine like a rock, he couldn't help sighing that this is the demeanor of a great practitioner who does not change his face when Mount Tai collapses in front of his eyes.

Little did he know that from the moment Master Daoxuanshan met the Lord of the Seven Regions, there was no fluctuation in his heart.

He just felt that he would not be surprised if he saw anything again.

Let Xuetian's speech provide a new idea for Wan Chuanhe, who has lost all hope.

He was so anxious that he couldn't hold back for a moment and spoke, weeping blood every word, loudly:

"I can also swear by heart and soul! I have absolutely nothing to do with Rang Xuetian and Jie Kong! I am the punishment of heaven, and the heart and blood oath has its natural constraints on me."

"That's who you show yourself to be."

Po Jun is very vicissitudes, "Since you and Rang Xuetian are the same source, naturally the one with the highest cultivation is the main body. You look like the skin of Tian Xing, but inside is the core of Gu Sha. What constraints can the oath of hard work have on you? ?”

He discovered the blind spot, and everyone nodded his head again and again, admiring Po Junshi for his broad knowledge and quick thinking.

Even Shu Yao, who was immersed in the word "Sister" of the devil king, felt that it was very similar after listening to it.

Wan Chuanhe: "???"

He was both angry and confused.

So in the secret realm before, it was not enough to block the mouth that he wanted to explain, but now he has to cut off the hand that proves his innocence?

Is this a real friend brother?

Wan Chuanhe was also angry.

What kind of friendship did you lose to such an extent? ? ?

Shu Yao grabbed Wei Heng's shoulder, tried to calm down, and said to the devil, "I'm not the elder sister you said."

If the Demon King was anyone in the Demonic Way, seeing Shu Yao's frozen face, he must have shut up with a wink and never spoke.

It's a pity that the devil king has lived under the abyss for more than 1 years, and has never understood what the world is like.

He just stubbornly thought that it was Sister who was angry with him and hated him, so he tried harder to explain:

"I remember Elder Sister. Elder Sister was wearing a red dress in the abyss. She was very beautiful. They all seemed to call Elder Sister Tianyao."

As the demon king's last two parrots followed the pronunciation of the words from memory, Po Jun closed his eyes in horror.

Probably because he couldn't bear to see the fiery state of the devil flying all over the place under the cold sound and silent shadow.

"I'm not sister Tianyao as you said."

Shu Yao's gnashing of teeth almost broke through his seemingly calm surface, causing the cold silent figure to come out of its sheath.

Whenever the devil winks, he will shut up wisely to save his life.

Too bad he didn't.

He just became more and more wronged, he didn't know where he offended this moody elder sister.

He was also more afraid, lest the shadow that ruled his childhood would reappear again.

Even though Shu Yao's eloquent tongue, in the eyes of everyone, it's all a cover-up explanation.

Their eyes were ambiguous, and when they wanted to talk about something, they unexpectedly found that their tongues were particularly uncontrollable.

There is no way, today's news, if you take one outside alone, it is enough to shock people's eyes, and it will cause a long-lasting wave in the world.

What's more, they came together in groups?

There were countless emotions hovering in their hearts, their faces turned red and their foreheads were hot, and they wished they could vomit quickly.

I only regret that I didn't go to Dazheng Academy, so I have thousands of words to say, but I can't express them with clever pens.

In the end, it was still a suzerain who said something in a low voice.

He is deeply vigilant and always on guard: "In the future, if you look for a Taoist partner, you must not look for a demon."

Everyone is very curious about how he came to the following conclusions from a pile of information.

As soon as the first sentence is spoken, the rest will follow.

The suzerain spoke vividly, with the momentum of eloquence and reluctance:

"Comrades, think about it. The first Mozun and Wan Chuanhe, the current Mozun and Tianyao, the Pojun Envoy and Jingyue, which one of you have your eyes on, are not two faces, both male and female. The ones you like If people don't follow their will, they will shout and kill, take your life today, destroy your sect tomorrow, and kill your juniors the day after tomorrow."

At the end of the suzerain's speech, he was terrified and terrified.

Looking for a Taoist partner to find someone who is a demon, what is it if you don't think you have a long life?

Those who listened were even more apprehensive, and echoed one after another: "Yes, fellow Taoist is right, people who are born in the way of magic are absolutely unacceptable."

In an atmosphere of panic and anxiety, as if he could not protect himself, there was a weak voice, and said in a play:

"The Mahayana senior who claimed to be Dao Zun said that the men's clothes of the last Mo Zun and Wanyu Lord were fake, and the female body underneath was real."

"So, is this Mozun and Pojun envoy a man or a woman?"

This is really a thought-provoking and thought-provoking question, enough for the two sides to argue back and forth for three days and nights and fight for three hundred rounds.

But Wan Chuan and the Demon King Zha heard what they said, and they cried out in a fuss: "Tianyao? The Tianyao in the abyss is actually Tanlang you pretending to be?"

After ten days and a half months, the real truth can only be known through other people's reminders. The six suzerains also admire Wan Chuan and Huihui.

Knowing the truth of this death, he was able to say it out loud in front of everyone——

The suzerains of the six sects also admired Wan Chuan and his courage to not be afraid of death.

The Lord of the Seven Regions was at the other end, as if he wanted to echo Wan Chuanhe, making the same fuss:

"What? Did Your Majesty go to the abyss disguised as Tianyao? When I was in the Demon Realm, Aunt Tianyao lied to me that Your Majesty was practicing in seclusion, which made me think that he was suffering from emotional pain."

Ren Linliu's smile disappeared.

His calm demeanor disappeared.

Ren Linliu suddenly remembered that Wan Xiaoniang was wearing a red dress, she was very gorgeous and beautiful, she was cold-tempered and irritable, and she liked to draw a sword.

It overlaps with all kinds of Mozun one by one.

Wan Xiaoniang's sword is a bit different from Rang Xuetian's.

Wan Xiaoniang fell from the abyss.

For the first time in his life, Xuanshan's all-powerful old headmaster felt that the world was too complicated.

He couldn't understand the hearts of the younger generation, it was too sinister.

Holding my own Dabai, it would be nice to go back to the village to teach, practice medicine and farm.

What can Xuetian do?

He could only give up on himself, give up explaining, and use the remaining perseverance to keep his Demon Venerable from collapsing. He smiled and said to Shu Yao:

"Even though I used to be your enemy."

After finishing speaking, Xue Tian paused, and his eyes swept across Wan Chuan and the Lord of the Seven Regions suggestively.

Shu Yao understood, and continued, "But now we have a common enemy."

After all, he also coldly glanced at Wan Chuanhe and the Lord of the Seven Regions.

Wan Chuanhe: "???"

Lord of the Seven Domains: "???"

Brother is too much.

Is there a shortage of people for Xuetian's Gusha?

Oh no, there is no shortage.

He was conspiring with Shu Yao to kill him.

If there is an afterlife, don't enter the magic way.

They were disheartened and ready to be beaten to death.

Unexpectedly, the sudden snow in the world and the cold voice and silent shadow went towards each other. During the confrontation of sword energy, the aftermath swept up the soil on the ground three feet upside down.

Naturally, everyone in the Immortal Dao dodges and backs away in horror, jostling, stepping on their feet, with their backs folded, and the picture is very joyful for a while.

The six suzerains are calm.

Peak Master Xuanhe shook his sleeves, shaking out a bend of moonlight that was as soft as water and as clear as a mirror.

She murmured: "Dead monk, he talked nicely and dragged me into the illusion without saying a word. It really seems that our sword cultivators who use swords to cultivate their morality are easier to talk to than their group of swords. ah?"

The crescent moon's light-turning sword rushed towards Abbot Jiekong, like the reflection of the bright moon reflected in the ice spring on the top of Kunlun Mountain, a handful of silver light shines brightly.

Pleasing to the eye is second to none, the most important thing is that the sword's intent is sublime, under the sword, it is as bright and clear as the moonlight on the top of Kunlun Mountain, and it cannot tolerate the hidden killing intent of other vulgar objects.

It is worthy of the name of the sword of Moonrise Kunlun.

It is definitely not just a sword light from Xuanhe Peak Master that rises from the ground!

The sun and the moon shine on the Sunshine Gate of Heaven, the mountains of Taiyi Mingtang are thick, and the autumn wind from Kuijian is like gold, all coming out together!

It refers to all empty abbots.

Making the four swords, which are firmly ranked among the top ten in the world, point to one place is also a skill worthy of boasting by Abbot Jiekong.

Jiang Yunya and the dean looked at each other tacitly.

Jiang Yunya said: "There is a sentence I have always wanted to ask, Xuanhe asked Wuchen to take care of the Demon King, so where is Wuchen?"

The dean understood his hint, and said coldly: "Wu Chen has been with us for a hundred years, we must find out his whereabouts."

joke.

Doesn't Abbot Jiekong not understand the truth that a moving card is like taking a person's life?

Even though Abbot Jiekong was overwhelmed by the absurd statement that Ren Linliu heard from nowhere, when he had a flash of inspiration, he was still very vigilant in his heart.

As early as the earliest time when the cold voice and silent shadow and the sudden snow in the world made moves, they immediately and decisively shot away the eighteen sons rosary beads that were often held in the palm of their hands to chant sutras!

They flung thin threads in the air, and each one contained the power to crush mountains and stir up oceans.

Even a great cultivator who boasts that he has trained a body of steel and iron to be invulnerable to water and fire will turn into dust and his bones will not remain.

Although the lights and swords of the four swords are different, they are all as sharp as piercing the clouds. The mist was broken one by one.

Abbot Jiekong saw that he was not feeling well, he bit the blood on the tip of his tongue, and hummed the scriptures with a mouthful of blood in his heart.

Behind him, the golden Buddha is shining brightly.

The Buddha beads in front of his body are also covered with a layer of Buddha's light, flowing like solid gold, like a vajra body guard, unbreakable.

On the other side, Shu Yao's dense sword qi was too sharp and too fast, and the friction of the air scraped through the air made scattered turbulent sounds in his ears, like balls falling together, and a pipa plucked.

Let Xuetian have been plotted against by the tortoise string in the Ziwei Secret Realm, and when he heard it, he felt a headache and dared not ignore it.

He didn't forget to provoke Shu Yao with words: "If it was normal, my Greedy Wolf Messenger should have pulled up the sky full of thunder, and there would be a thunderstorm. Why are you so patient at this time?"

It's not that Shu Yao doesn't want to.

According to his temperament, of course it would be the most satisfying to summon Thunderbolt to make Xue Tian die.

It's a pity that when he was dealing with Rang Xuetian and wanted to summon thunder with sword intent, Fang was startled to realize that he was not only in the illusion of Liudao Temple, but in the real world here, the thunder he summoned was not as powerful as before.

It is impossible to summon thunder, and it is inevitable to show cowardice once summoned.

You can't scold your mother, and you can make your enemies happy if you scold.

What can Shu Yao do?

He could only draw his sword brazenly immediately, and fight recklessly with the purest Bing Xin's sword intent and Rang Xuetian.

Of course, you can't lose with your mouth skills.

Shu Yao said leisurely: "A new generation replaces an old one, and there are talented people from generation to generation. I can understand your reluctance to die on the front beach and become a yellow-faced woman who washes her feet."

"But I have to tell you the truth. The current demon king is me."

There is no such thing as "My Greedy Wolf Messenger".

"Secondly—"

Shu Yao turned his wrist, and with a cold voice, he turned the tip of the sword, like the surging waves of the river and the sea, swirling together:

"No, have you seen the devil over there? He probably hasn't eaten blood food for a long time, and he's been hungry for a long time."

The Demon King finally got a wink from his "Sister", and immediately seized the opportunity, nodding fiercely on the Snake Beating Stick.

He himself tried his best to curry favor with Shu Yao, but as if he didn't realize it, the others were startled and backed away with their arms folded, and there were several screams of crowding people again and again.

"I don't want to hit you with lightning because of my friendship in the past. It makes you burnt on the outside, tender on the inside, and crispy on the outside. It makes the devil next door cry. Come over and chew, chew, even a skeleton I won't give you any left."

All the Mahayanas from the six sects wiped off a cold sweat for Xue Tian.

Even Xuanhe Peak Master, whom Ren Xuetian hated the most, had no intention of throwing stones at him.

Because it is too miserable to let the snow day.

While concentrating on fighting, he also suffered verbal insults.

Really miserable.

It's actually okay to let the snow.

He used to be used to Shu Yao's taunting while fighting, and he wanted to hit him when he saw it, but he couldn't get angry when he heard it, and sighed:

"I really want to kill everything."

Shu Yao: "..."

He kept moving his sword, and said sincerely: "I also really think that the incarnation of Zhizhi Chengjing is very suitable for you. If you want to kill all empty, you can draw your sword. How many times have you said that?"

Holding the fan, Po Jun followed the flowers, birds and rare birds that transformed from the fan, and jumped into the battle.

Shu Yao turned around and asked him suddenly: "Pojun, what did you encounter in the illusion?"

There was nothing to hide, so Po Jun answered him truthfully: "What I saw was probably the scene of Liudao Temple ten thousand years ago. I didn't plan to do it first, I just thought it was a sightseeing tour, and I didn't expect the bell to be struck by the group of dead monks." It was more ruthless, and I wanted to kill me, so I broke out in anger."

"I understand."

Shu Yao said.

His sound seemed to be some kind of invisible hint, and the three of them stopped at the same time, either pointing the tip of the sword or pointing the fan at Xiang Jiekong.

Shu Yao deliberately amplified the sound to ensure that it could be heard by everyone present:

"Jie Kong, you first used the junior in Gu Sha's hand to lure Ah Heng away, and then activated the illusion to pull the six Mahayanas in. Then, you released the Demon King in front of the rest of the Immortal Sect Masters, in order to kill me and Bro in the illusion. Army, there's a legitimate reason for that. Isn't there?"

It's just that Jie Kong didn't expect that Ren Linliu, who had been silent for 300 years, would come out to disrupt the situation at such a critical juncture.

He also didn't expect that the juniors would have the Lord of the Seven Regions there, and that group of ineffective Gusha couldn't hold back Wei Heng's footsteps at all.

Although Shu Yao didn't know what happened to the Demon Realm, but he had a look at the Lord of the Seven Realms who came in with the junior, and he knew it.

Shu Yao's guess is close to ten.

Combined with many anomalies that are all empty, everyone is also convinced.

There are Zhuyu with six sects and four swords in front, and although the rest of the immortal masters are not willing to make a show of shame, they are also unwilling to show weakness, and their eyes are swishing like knives on Jie Kong's body.

Could it be that he looks a lot like the knife that can be borrowed to kill people, and he wants to be watched and commanded by Jie Kong like this?

Shu Yao's plot was uncovered by Jie Kong, but he was calm.

During the fight, he still did not forget to admit: "It was the poor monk who did it. The poor monk had seen the Demon Lord who was still the envoy of the greedy wolf a few months ago, and asked the Demon Lord to cut off his emotions and desires. The Demon Lord refused."

"So you are afraid that the person in charge of the demonic way will be disturbed by emotions and desires, and then turn to practice Gusha, harming the common people in the world, so why don't you just come here and act first?"

Shu Yao sneered, taking Jie Kong's conversation away.

He probably moved, asking questions again and again, with an aggressive tone, matched with his gorgeous face, like a blazing flame, scorching people to the bone; or like a magic soldier unsheathed, only to die when he sees blood.

They are so beautiful that they are so beautiful that they dare not be touched by others.

"Then why don't you say that the people who enter the Gusha are all human beings. In order to avoid future troubles, fortunately, it is better to simply destroy the world without distinguishing between immortals and demons, practitioners and mortals?"

Everyone was in a trance, thinking that Shu Yao seemed to be logically correct.

Fortunately, there is the heritage left by the ancestors of Liudao Temple there, and Jie Kong's joint siege against the other five Mahayanas can survive, and he will not show his weakness for the time being.

"That's different."

"Ziwei Xing came to the world more than ten thousand years ago. He thought he could wipe out the Gusha lineage, but it still revived. The countless attempts made by the immortals in these years still lead to the situation where the Gusha was in power 300 years ago."

"The continuous stream of solitary evil comes from the continuous punishment of heaven. If you don't cut off the source, just kill the solitary evil. It will never be cured. It's just a temporary tactic."

Shu Yao smiled.

He seemed to want to hide all the anger and other exposed emotions in the corner of his lips, and his face was indifferent:

"You want to kill Tian Xing because of Gu Sha, right?"

Abbot Jiekong nodded happily: "Yes."

Shu Yao was expressionless: "Then how many Gushas have you killed so far? Have you killed as many Gushas as I have?"

He glanced at Rang Xuetian, and smiled provocatively: "From the kind of qi refining that can kill him ten thousand with one sword, to the Supreme Demon Dao, I have walked back and forth under my sword, and I have been stained with blood. As for the matter, you have What qualifications do you have to talk about killing Gusha in front of me? Who gave you face?"

The audience was silent.

Only the metal and iron collided, and the sound of sword blades piercing the air was unwilling to be silent, like a battle drum before an army, beating everyone's heartstrings.

Monk Bukong woke up leisurely and opened his eyes in the secret room.

With deep disdain and deep stubbornness, he said: "The devil is always able to speak eloquently and confuse people's hearts."

In the eyes of Monk Bukong, Shu Yao killed Gusha for his own selfish desire, and for the sake of the demon way to win the title.

How can it be compared with the successive ancestors of Liudao Temple, who are willing to hide from the world and hide themselves for the sake of peace in the world, to get rid of demons, and willing to live in seclusion without souls and not to practice afterlife?

How dare to compare?

Between the words, the chubby old monk frowned lightly, finally revealing his true face.

Studying Buddhism and honing it over time did not soften it, making him more loving and compassionate to the world.

On the contrary, Monk Bukong became more and more hard-hearted, indifferent and rigid.

The Buddhist beads were turned at the fingertips of the monk Bukong, and the two collided.

The monk's robes in plain clothes brushed over the thin layer of dust on the floor of the secret room, and the monk Bukong walked out of the secret room slowly.

Since today's failure can't be done anyway, of course it's important to keep the green hills.

Outside the secret room, Abbot Jiekong was stunned.

He really couldn't answer Shu Yao's question.

"Kill Gusha."

Shu Yao chewed these three characters between his teeth, and smiled softly:

"I was born late. I have heard and seen Ah Heng's sword killing one hundred thousand demons. The other five sects of immortality often have disciples and disciples come to experience the demonic way. Only you, Liudao Temple, have been hidden for thousands of years. , where did the face come from to put on you the awe-inspiring face of killing the lonely and righteous for the common people in the world?"

"If you really want to be for the sake of the world, why didn't you come to kill Gusha 300 years ago? Didn't you come to save me from the devil? I don't like bald heads now, but it was different 300 years ago. You saved me and let me shave and become a monk , I would also like to."

The troublesome thing is that I don't know if Wei Heng likes to be bald.

As soon as this thought came out, it surprisingly extinguished the growing anger in Shu Yao's heart.

He should have been angry.

For some reason, Tianlei, who had severed contact with him, did not care about the indiscriminate involvement of the abbot.

It's like destroying Liudao Temple ten times and eight times, but it may not be relieved.

But he has Wei Heng by his side.

It is like the standing green hills that can be seen no matter how far the river runs; like the spring breeze that moistens things silently and melts the severe cold and snow when spring comes; like the spring river where everything grows.

They are all beautiful things that can make people feel soft and happy from the bottom of their hearts.

I can't be angry with this world.

Shu Yao was a little bit dumbfounded, and suppressed the dangerous idea of ​​bald head, and suddenly raised his voice: "I practice Heavenly Punishment, and I have nothing to boast about, and I have nothing to complain miserably. The bottom line is just to survive."

He mocked and scorned: "What? You Liudao Temple is willing to kill all demon cultivators for the sake of saving the common people in the world, but you can't save me alone?"

The abbot still couldn't answer these words.

But he couldn't answer that.

Monk Bukong showed his true body under the cover of the golden Buddha.

The next moment, the golden light exploded, taking half of the sky!

He is much more knowledgeable than Abbot Jiekong, and he is far more determined and ruthless than Fangzhang Jiekong.

He did not hesitate to destroy the painstaking efforts of the predecessors in Liudao Temple in exchange for a chance to escape.

Jian Guang dragged out the Changhong and pierced the sky, chasing after him.

The tiles of Liudao Temple were lifted one by one, and the pillars of the house were broken. These seemingly inconspicuous and worthless things are like an unshakable copper wall and iron wall, firmly blocking the sword energy of several people.

Between the two confronting each other, not to mention the three juniors, even the slightly weaker suzerain in the immortal way couldn't help hurting their lungs and coughing up blood.

Po Jun and the Lord of the Seventh Region pulled out their hands at the same time, smashing the aftermath of rushing towards the three of them.

It was a bit embarrassing for the Daoxuan Mountain Lord, who cared about the safety of his disciples, to turn around and protect him with his sword.

The Lord of the Seventh Region was different. He waved his hand gracefully, and said lazily, "At any rate, he is the one I called Senior Brother, so naturally he has to take care of it."

Lord of the Hanging Mountain: "???"

He looked sideways at the crowd, and blurted out: "You are my second disciple who did not exist in Moxiu's letter???"

Everyone couldn't help turning their heads, and looked sideways at him even more.

This trip to Liudao Temple seemed destined not to let them down. The melons in their hands were crispy and sweet, thrilling and exciting, one after another until the end.

It's just that they don't care about whether their hearts are strong or not.

The dean said: "I saw Jiekong and another Buddhist cultivator running away together. Why is the previous Mozun gone?"

The corner of Shu Yao's mouth twitched, and he mocked: "He left through two confrontations. I witnessed it with my own eyes, but You Jiekong blew himself up at Liudao Temple first, so he couldn't make a move."

He snorted softly: "It doesn't seem like a mature spirit who can't survive autumn, it should be said that a thousand-year-old bastard is in the right place."

Only Ren Linliu withdrew his sword, very calmly:

"Liu Dao Temple is Jiekong's life-saving card. It is accumulated by previous Buddhist practitioners. We can't kill them together. But my sword energy is also waiting for the moment when they abandon the temple and run away. Next time they will lose their life-saving cards. card, and was seriously injured by my sword energy, you can wait to die with nothing.”

Older gingers are more spicy.

Everyone treated him differently and respected him in awe.

"By the way." Ren Linliu seemed to remember something, and asked, "Ah Heng, you and Mozun are in love."

Two "yes" sounded together, as if there was a tacit understanding.

Mahayana spiritual knowledge allows everyone who is anxious in their hearts to learn to be obedient and hold their breath.

Ren Linliu was extremely dismayed, and he said decisively with incomprehension: "No, I don't agree to this marriage."

The strange thing is that he doesn't look like a stubborn old man with a thick neck who blushed when he was angered by his out-of-the-ordinary apprentice.

There are even one or two complex meanings faintly revealed in the eyes, seemingly relieved and helpless.