Li Mu couldn't help but froze for a moment, and subconsciously chanted: "Looking back and smiling, the sixth palace has no color!"

When Ji Changqiu heard this poem, he subconsciously looked back at Ling Shishi and was stunned.

What a beautiful smile... Ji Changqiu was so amazed that her heart beat like a drum. She felt that all the women in the world combined could not smile as much as hers. But then, jealousy arose in his heart!

Because this smile was not directed at him, but at Li Mu!

Especially because Ling Shishi had never smiled at him like this!!

Not even allowed to touch!

Damn!!

"Don't laugh, don't laugh!!" Ji Changqiu's face was distorted. He roared at Ling Shishi, and his hands turned into dragon claws, frantically tearing at the white lotus outside her body.

The more he roared, the more beautiful Ling Shishi smiled.

Next to him, Mo Lan had turned into a madman, staring blankly at Ling Shishi, motionless, as if he had turned into a stone man.

Even when her uncle Ling Qingsong saw it, he was heartbroken and hurriedly lowered his head and sighed: "She is indeed one of the nine most beautiful women in the world."

Jealousy separated the walls of the hostages... Li Mu saw the movements of King Chu in the cave, laughed loudly, and left with his sword.

…

"Amitabha, thank you so much for saving my life." Monk Sanchen Kite clasped his hands together in the cave passage. As a result, when he touched the bloody wound, he immediately gritted his teeth in pain.

Li Mu smiled and said: "Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Master Sanchen, I wonder how many pagodas I can build with this rescue?"

"My merits are immeasurable." Monk Sanchen subconsciously clasped his hands again, but at the critical moment his muscle memory woke him up. He looked at the rotten flesh and bones of his palms, and sighed, "The difference between Disha and Juding is far greater than

The gap between Juding and Chaoyuan is even greater, Amitabha.”

Speaking of that monk, Li Muzheng was surprised and asked: "Then the monk from the Western Regions doesn't practice the Tathagata Dharma? Why does he look so evil?"

Especially when using evil spirit, it is like a devil from hell, making people shudder.

"Donor, the Tathagata Dharma is all-encompassing and does not just refer to a certain kind of Buddhist Dharma!" Monk Sanchen said: "The young monk had a match with him. If I am not mistaken, he should be practicing the Asura Dharma, one of the eight heavenly dragons."

In Buddhist classics, Asuras were originally a clan of demons who were later inspired by Buddha and became one of the eight heavenly dragons to protect the Buddha.

But even after becoming the Eight Heavenly Dragons, Asura is still extremely ugly and warlike.

Since they are of the demon clan, the Asura method is naturally biased towards demons.

Li Mu nodded slightly, and then thought of Master Moro's earthly evil spirit. He felt that it was not a serious evil spirit.

If you encounter him again in the future, unless you also enter the Earthly Evil Realm, you will have to run as far as you want!

Seeing that he was safe, Li Mu slowed down his sword-driving speed to avoid consuming too much. At the same time, he ate ten three-turn golden elixirs, and also swallowed a few doll's elixirs to restore his spiritual energy consumption.

The cyan sword rainbow rushed quickly, following the sword marks left along the road, and quickly rushed out of the grotto of Lingyun Buddha!

At this time, the sky was bright outside. On the spacious Mang River, the corpses and blood had been taken away by the river. On the river, there were more than ten red lotuses the size of a human head floating in the sky.

The forces from all sides have been fighting since early morning, killing and injuring thousands of people. Each of them grabbed a certain amount of smallpox, but more of them sank to the ground in the river and disappeared during the fighting.

Now, there are only a dozen or so flowers left on the river.

But around the smallpox, hundreds of monks were still fighting in a melee, with all kinds of magic spells dazzling.

Li Mu's sword rose into the sky, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"Flying with a sword?"

"It's so fast, at least ten times faster than my Feng Yu!"

"If you can learn it, there is no place in this world that you can't go to."

Everyone's eyes were hot.

Ling Qingyun's expression changed slightly.

The son-in-law of the King of Chu entered the grotto and had not yet come out, but this man came out with a sword in a majestic manner. Could it be that the son-in-law had an accident?

No, we can't let him go, we must keep him... Ling Qingyun immediately shouted sharply: "Everyone, stop this person quickly, there is... there is... there is... in the Ling Yun Buddha..."

Before he finished speaking, the green sword rainbow had disappeared into the sky.

"This..." Ling Qingyun looked constipated. Isn't this too fast?

"It's Li Mu, he's out!" Seeing the green sword rainbow dissipate in the air, Zhu'er hurriedly retreated one of the divine monks.

"Fortunately, he is fine." Leng Mei came to Zhu'er with a sword.

"Isn't it just flying with a sword..." Ying Wei was covered in blood, and when he saw the bright sword rainbow, his eyes turned red with envy!

He lowered his head and glanced at the large golden ring sword in his hand, imagining the image of his sword falling from the blue to the underworld, and he couldn't help but feel excited!

"I am the head of the Hanlin Academy, and you are the deacon of the Hanlin Academy. I will give you a few smallpox, and you will teach me the skills of sword control..." Ying Wei thought like this, and suddenly felt that the dozens of smallpox in front of him were boring.

But at this moment, he was trapped in a fierce battle and couldn't escape for a while!

…

At the forest station on the other side of the Lingyun Giant Buddha, Li Mu descended into Long Yuan, put down San Chen, and slapped the baby on the buttocks.

"Ouch~" The baby woke up from pain, wiped his eyelids with his little white hands like carrots, and complained, "Li Mu, someone hit me~"

"Get up and start working." Li Mu pointed the doll's head at Monk Sanchen's hands and said, "Spit."

"Donor, this..." Monk Sanchen was confused and looked at Li Mu in confusion.

Li Mu smiled and said: "Master Sanchen, have you ever heard that children's saliva is most effective in treating trauma?"

Monk Sanchen couldn't laugh or cry, as if he didn't expect that Li Mu would believe such rumors.

However, Li Mu not only helped him find the Maitreya inheritance, but also saved his life. In this case... Monk Sanchen stretched out his palms and closed his eyes, risking death from pain.

The doll blinked her big eyes, not afraid of flesh and bones. She coughed a few times and then said "bah, bah, bah, bah" at the fleshy palms.

Monk Sanchen's facial features were distorted and became more and more uglier, but after half a minute, there was no sharp pain in the palms of his hands. Instead, there was a cool feeling, and a slight itching.

He opened his eyes and saw that his fleshy palm was actually in the doll's saliva, healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This... Monk Sanchen was dumbfounded. After his facial features were distorted, his outlook was also shattered.

After a while, he finally realized that the little girl in front of him was something special!

"Pfft~~" The baby vomited until the end, and even half a drop of saliva was gone. It was just vomiting.

"Okay, okay." Li Mu grabbed the doll and praised it, "Well done, I'll give you ten roast ducks later."

"Twenty~" Dolls doubled.

Li Mu reluctantly agreed.
Chapter completed!