Chapter 413: What did you promise to do so quickly?
Shen Fengshu didn't need to say anything. Xiaobai, Xiaoqing and the vixens all came up with their own tricks and started to attack the small temple crazily.
The master has already said that the temple will be demolished, so it must be demolished thoroughly.
Various magic weapons were smashed randomly, and even fists and palms were used together. Xiaoqing was more fierce and directly took the chessboard that usually flew with everyone and slammed it against the wall.
However, no matter how many people attacked, the small temple was surrounded by thousands of enemy troops, and I remained unmoved.
No matter what kind of attack method everyone uses, at most they can leave a little trace at the beginning, and they will soon disappear without a trace.
Yichen didn't make a move, and Shen Fengshu told him not to do it. Although his long stick was very powerful and more suitable for violent demolition, he was a disciple of Buddhism, and demolishing a temple was inappropriate and should not be done.
Xiaoman also became interested. The red ribbon turned into a long one and wrapped around the entire temple. Then, under the control of spiritual energy, it slowly tightened inwards.
Powerful attacks have no effect. Maybe this kind of gentle and continuous attack will work.
Just as everyone was looking forward to it, the red ribbon was stretched tightly, looking very difficult but firmly inserted into the outer wall of the small temple.
Surprisingly, this time, the walls of the small temple did not recover so quickly. It seemed that with a little more force, the seemingly broken walls on all sides of the small temple would be strangled and collapsed. It seemed to be working, but even though Xiaoman His face was already red from suppressing it, but the red ribbon could no longer make any progress. Xiaoman's cultivation was limited, and he had already tried his best just to do this, and he couldn't do anything more if he tried to do so.
Do it.
With no choice but to take back the red ribbon, Xiao Man had no choice but to take back the red ribbon. Seeing the red ribbon being pulled away and the four walls of the small temple with deep marks slowly recovering again, everyone was disappointed for a while.
Seeing that the small temple had returned to its original state, Xiaoman's playful eyes suddenly turned to Old Man Jiang.
"Grandpa Jiang!" A sweet and coquettish voice came out of Xiaoman's mouth, and then he looked at Old Man Jiang sincerely with expectant eyes.
Old Man Jiang, who has lived alone for a hundred thousand years, has never seen such a way? At that moment, the old man's heart trembled, and he immediately smiled happily, his eyes almost disappeared from laughter, and he happily agreed: "Hey!"
"Old Jiang, you took advantage of me!" Before Old Jiang could say anything further, Shen Fengshu became angry and shouted at Old Man Jiang: "Why did you agree to be so cheerful?"
The relationship between Shen Fengshu and Xiaoman is such that they no longer avoid people. At this time, Xiaoman calls Old Man Jiang grandpa, and Old Man Jiang agrees. Doesn't it mean that Shen Fengshu must also call this old guy grandpa?
Whether you call him senior, living ancestor, or even old man Jiang, they all just represent a common title. Old man Jiang is regarded as a senior. But it is different when he calls him grandpa. This old guy is definitely taking advantage of himself. .
"What? Old man, at my age, am I going to humiliate you by asking you to call me grandpa?" Old Man Jiang also lost his temper. He puffed up his chest, raised his handsome little face, and glared at Shen Fengshu.
Why is this kid so ignorant of praise? I think a well-behaved granddaughter has nothing to do with you? Is it you who is taking advantage of it, but you still dare to be picky? Is it tolerable or not?
You are not happy, Grandpa, I still want to recognize this well-behaved granddaughter, I am so angry with you!
"Old man, you act like a senior, hello, me, hello, everyone!" Shen Fengshu laughed wildly in his heart, but his expression was extremely dissatisfied. He frowned and discussed: "We are still the same as before. Is that okay?" "That's not okay!" Old Man Jiang was also very happy, and he said proudly with his eyes wide open: "Xiao Man has already called me grandpa, and I have agreed, so he is his grandson. What does the matter between me and Xiaoman have to do with you?
Tie?"
Shen Fengshu was speechless for a moment, pointing at Old Man Jiang and trembling with anger. The unwilling but helpless mood suddenly appeared on his face. Old Man Jiang felt as sweet as honey. It was rare to see Shen Fengshu's expression like this, especially I thought that if Shen Fengshu and Xiao Man got married, then no matter how reluctant this kid was, he would have to follow Xiao Man and call him grandpa. Think about it
That scene is so touching. This well-behaved granddaughter must be accepted. Also, no one can destroy the harmony and marriage between Shen Fengshu and Xiaoman. Whoever destroys him will be anxious. This involves letting Shen Fengshu Feng Shu calls grandpa a big deal, a rare pleasure that cannot be tolerated by anyone
destroy.
"Little Man, be good!" Turning to face Xiao Man, Old Man Jiang immediately changed into a kind and loving expression. Without waiting for Xiao Man to ask for anything, he took the initiative and said, "Let Grandpa try."
"Why are you still trying?" Shen Fengshu vented his dissatisfaction impatiently: "Wrap the bloody vine around the skeleton and suck it directly. Then why bother?" With Old Man Jiang's cultivation, it may not be possible. It's worse than that big demon skeleton. He is a living big demon, and the opponent is just a dead and mindless skeleton. The blood-twisted vine is also a powerful devouring magic weapon.
The probability is not necessarily that you will lose.
This is also one of the decisive factors why Shen Fengshu is not worried that so many people will be trapped. "You said it yourself, this skeleton was not sealed by me, nor was it released by me, so what does it have to do with me?" Jiang The old man retorted directly and plausibly: "My granddaughter asked me to try to demolish this temple, so I tried it. You
Don’t think wrongly.”
After saying that, Old Man Jiang raised his head arrogantly and walked slowly to the entrance of the temple with his hands behind his back. He stretched out his hand to touch the wall, crooked his knuckles and knocked twice. After listening to the sound, he stretched out his hand to twist the blood from his waist. Vine pulled it out.
As soon as the long bloody vines left Old Man Jiang's waist, they immediately took on a ferocious appearance. They grew in the wind, and in a moment they tightly wrapped around the entire small temple outside.
Old Man Jiang's cultivation level is much higher than that of Xiao Man, and the Blood Twisted Vine is also much stronger than Xiao Man's Red Ribbon. As soon as Old Jiang's spiritual energy is activated, the Blood Twisting Vine immediately tightens inwards crazily like a big python. .
Not only was it tightened, but the small thorns on the blood-twisted vine penetrated the outer wall of the small temple to an unknown extent. No matter how much spiritual energy was protecting the small temple, they just devoured it like crazy.
If you don't take action at first, you are not taking action, but if you really take action, then go all out. The tyrannical brute force and the unreasonable devouring of spiritual energy are two-pronged. Old Man Jiang does not believe that this mere ruined temple can still make him helpless.
Under Old Man Jiang's full force, the wall of the small temple was shrunk in almost an instant. The old man used his strength, and it was no small matter.
Everyone in the small temple saw that the surrounding walls were dented in a shocking arc by the bloody vines, and they all moved much closer to the Xumizuo in the center.
The broken wall already looked precarious, as if it would collapse completely in the next moment. Everyone was waiting, waiting for the moment when the twisted and shapeless wall collapsed.
Living ancestors are living ancestors. Those who are tyrannical in cultivation are unreasonable and will not accept it.
What's surprising is that even though the broken wall has dented to a thrilling level, it still manages to maintain itself on the verge of collapse, struggling, but not breaking.
What's even more frightening is that after this state was in a stalemate for a while, the terrifying arc began to slowly decrease, which also meant that the entanglement of the blood twisting vine had no effect and was still being rebounded.
"Haha!" A dull, rumble of laughter came from the air, as if laughing at Old Man Jiang's overestimation of his abilities.
If it were really so easy to destroy the temple, the loud guy outside would have solved it by himself, and he would have been unable to do anything for thousands of years?
"My old man still doesn't believe in evil!" Old Man Jiang was furious, shook his hands and took back the Blood Tangle Vine, and planned to roll up his sleeves and go out to do it himself.
"No, no, no!" Shen Fengshu hurriedly dissuaded: "You can't do it! You can't do it!"
Xiao Man also stepped forward to persuade with a wink. After a while of coquettishness to please, Old Man Jiang regained his anger, pointed outside and snorted: "For the sake of my new well-behaved granddaughter, hum!"
You don't have the same experience as that guy outside! You idiot, who has been trapped for thousands of years, dares to laugh at me, and deserves to be trapped.
"Boy, didn't you say you can't do it?" Old Man Jiang turned around and ordered Shen Fengshu arrogantly: "Go and show him how you can get it open easily."
"I'll give you a different kind of wine to take a bath with some other time!" Shen Fengshu said angrily at Old Man Jiang.
"It depends on whether your wine is good enough!" Old Man Jiang responded nonchalantly, but he did not refuse.
Very good, the big tonic wine is coming soon.
Satisfied, Shen Fengshu sat down on the empty Xumi seat and shouted to the little monk: "Yichen, work!"
In fact, Yichen's hands had been itchy for a long time, but Brother Shen wouldn't let him do it. When he heard this, he responded happily, and immediately raised a big stick as thick as a bowl in his hand, ready to smash it hard. on the wall.
"Stop!" Shen Fengshu looked speechless and hurriedly shouted: "Don't use sticks and brute force!"
Yichen was stunned for a while. If he wanted to demolish the temple, what else could he do if he didn't use a stick? How could he use his mouth?
"Use the Great Ming Curse!" Shen Fengshu pointed to the walls on both sides speechlessly: "Bless it with all your strength!"
"Hey!" Yichen agreed, and then a Great Ming Curse hit the wall.
Yichen is an honest boy. He does whatever Brother Shen tells him to do without any discounts. After the blessing, he immediately meditates and takes the elixir to regain his energy. After he recovers, he does it again, and the cycle starts over and over again.
No one understood what Shen Fengshu was doing, but no one questioned it and just watched quietly.
With Yichen's blessing, the small temple became more and more complete and cleaner, with yellow walls and black tiles, and futons on the offering table. Even though there was no Buddha statue on the Sumeru throne, it slowly showed a trace of Buddhist power.
The six-character mantra on the two walls was completely golden, and the walls were as smooth as new. However, Shen Fengshu did not stop. Yichen continued to hit the Ming Mantra with a Great Ming Curse every now and then without stopping.
It wasn't until the brand new wall kept changing and finally turned into an indescribable layer of material, as if it was completely attached to the wall of the small temple, that Shen Fengshu stopped. "Okay!"