"Amitabha, this female donor, the believers in the temple are already full, don't squeeze in." A middle-aged monk with a greasy face shook his body and stopped Shen Luo.

"Forgive this master, the little woman's husband was very much looking forward to Master Jiang Liu during his lifetime and always wanted to listen to him in person. Unfortunately, he never had the opportunity to come. Now that my husband has unfortunately passed away, the little woman brought his ashes to fulfill his wish, and asked the master to fulfill it and arrange a position for the little woman to get close to the master." Chen Luo raised the wooden box in his hand and said these words sadly.

"So, the female donor should have agreed to fulfill his vow to his deceased husband, but now there are many believers in the temple, so it is not easy for me to break the rules for you." The middle-aged monk quickly glanced at Shen Luo's body, then immediately put away his lustful eyes and said seriously.

Chen Luo was angry and felt even more chilling. He wished he could use the short cone of the dragon horn to give the monk a hard time, but now he could only endure it...

"The little woman also knew that this was a difficult situation. She was offering a little bit of tribute. Please ask the master to be compatible." He took out a cloth bag, which contained several pieces of immortal jade and handed it to the middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged monk heard the ding dong sound of the fairy jade colliding in the cloth bag, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes and quietly entered his sleeves.

"Amitabha, since the female donor is so sincere, come with me." The middle-aged monk recited the Buddha's name and walked into a monk's building next to the square with Chen Luo.

After passing through this building, the two of them suddenly appeared near the high platform of Jiangliu. This was a small open space, and dozens of futons were placed on the ground, which was already full.

These people are all wealthy and noble families who look at their clothes. It seems that this place is a special seat.

Chen Luo saw that he could sit so close, and felt secretly happy. He thanked the middle-aged monk and found a cushion to sit down.

And the middle-aged monk did not stay here for a long time and quickly retreated.

After sitting down, I immediately sensed the movements around me.

Although the fox fur talisman is exquisite, he is not sure that it can really hide it from everyone. After all, whether it is Zen Master Hai Shi or Jiang Liu, his strength is very profound and he must fight quickly.

Jiang Liu is very strong, so he dare not rashly use his spiritual sense to test it.

Although he had no spiritual sense, Chen Luo still had a very keen exploration ability. He soon realized that there was no one around him to monitor him and immediately prepared to take action.

"...The Tathagata preaches the Dharma, one aspect and one detail, the so-called liberation phase, separation phase, and extinction phase..." The sound of the river flowing sounds from the treasure tent on the high platform.

"Hey! This sound seems to be a little wrong." Chen Luo's eyes suddenly flashed.

There was a little subtle difference between this ** voice and Jiang Liu's speech I had heard before. Without the reminder of Gu Hualing, he would not have noticed this matter.

Chen Luo was suspicious, but he couldn't think of the reason for this for a while, so he didn't think much about it. He took out five talismans with his hands. It was Qingfeng's Breaking Barrier Talisman and quietly crushed them.

The void near the platform suddenly shone brightly, and a green whirlwind dozens of feet high appeared out of thin air, like a huge tornado, making a whimpering sound, sweeping hard on the treasure tent on the platform.

The treasure tent immediately trembled violently and was about to be scraped away.

But at this moment, a bright golden light shot out from the treasure tent and instantly turned into a golden hand. It held the shaking treasure tent tightly from above, preventing it from being swept away by the green whirlwind.

However, before he could do anything else, a golden broken cone flew towards him like thunder and instantly arrived in front of the golden hand.

The golden short cone shone brightly, and it turned into countless golden cone shadows the size of a bowl, hitting the golden hands like a rainstorm, making a sharp roar.

The golden hand was instantly pierced by countless cone shadows, turning into golden fireflies and floating away.

Without the protection of the golden big hands, the treasure tent below was naturally shattered by the golden cone behind, drifting with the wind, revealing the situation below.

A series of drastic changes rose and fell, as fast as lightning, and the others realized what had happened at this moment.

He looked at the platform with his eyes fixedly, and he was stunned.

I saw two little monks sitting on the high platform, one of which was Jiang Liu, and the other was not someone else, but Chan'er.

"...Which method is used to think, what method is used to think, what method is used to practice, and what method is used to obtain what method is used to obtain..." Chan'er seemed to have not noticed the drastic changes around her, and was still shaking her head.

"This..." Everyone in the audience was stunned when they saw this scene, and could not believe the scene in front of them.

No one needs to explain, everyone knows what's going on.

"You actually use Zen'er to use your son to cover your body with a treasure tent every time you meet, deceive the world and steal the reputation, and be reincarnated as a golden cicada!" Chen Luo suddenly stood up and shouted sternly.

He finally understood why Gu Hualing told him not to invite Jiang Liu. It turned out that the real one was Chan'er.

Jiang Liu was unwilling to go to Chang'an, probably because he was contaminated with demonic energy, but because he didn't know how to ** at all.

The believers in the audience were in an uproar when they heard this. Many people were talking nonsense, and some began to point fingers at Jiang Liu.

Although they also understood that Master Jiang Liu was making false claims, their respect for Master Jiang Liu made them dare not question it loudly.

"Who are you? How dare you ruin my big deal!" Jiang Liu suddenly stood up and was furious.

A strange red appeared on his face, and his eyes shot out two scattered blood rays of several inches long. It looked like a monk, but he was clearly an evil demon.

"Jiang Liu, the demon blood on your body is exploding again? I will recite the Demon Subduing Sutra for you now, don't be impulsive." Chan'er next to him also noticed the drastic changes around him and stood up. Seeing Jiang Liu's situation, he hurriedly said.

"Get out!" Jiang Liu waved his sleeves, and a violent airflow shook Chan'er away.

Chan'er had no cultivation. With a "wow" sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Chen Luo saw this scene and hurriedly made a gesture to lead it. A ball of water condensed out of thin air in the void behind Chan'er, forming a soft water curtain, supporting Chan'er's body and placing it on the ground.

"Jiang Liu..." Chan'er didn't seem to have suffered much damage, and could still stand, calling out to Jiang Liu.

But Jiang Liu ignored Chan'er, made seals with his hands in front of him, and blood was shining brightly all over his body, and blood-red lightning flashed in it.

His body suddenly grew rapidly, and in a few breaths he turned into a giant boy two feet tall. His skin turned dark red, and there were also a hint of black air entangled in it, looking very demonic and fierce.

"Ah! Demon, Demon has come to the world!"

"Run!"
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