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Chapter 715 Anger (3)

Zhenmo Ridge, eastern section.

At the northern foot of the Wailing Ridge, tens of thousands of miles to the northwest, there is a large city.

This big city is the hub and defense core of Zhenmo Ridge. When the Taoist and Buddhist sects established Zhenmo Ridge, they built the first city - Zhenmo City.

First there was Zhenmo City, then there were Zhenzi No. 1, 2nd, 3rd Zhenzi... and so on, until the current Zhenzi 108 cities.

The sun was high in the sky, in a monastery in the Demon City, Wan Xiang and a young monk wearing a cloak without putting down his hood, his face shrouded in a layer of dim light, and his facial features could not be seen clearly, sat across a small square table.

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"The pressure is a bit high." Wan Xiang looked at the young monk with a little sadness: "All the people we sent to spread the news were arrested by Qionghua Mountain. There are more than three million people, and there are thirteen major forces behind them... Now,

They are asking us for people and compensation."

The young monk said nothing.

Wan Xiang said softly: "Since we are all allies..."

The young monk coughed lightly, like the jingling of a jade bell. A terrifying force directly shattered the body-protecting immortal light of all phenomena, shook his soul, and shook his true immortal body violently, almost knocking him off.

He gained a level of cultivation.

"Fellow Taoist, please be careful, don't make random assumptions about cause and effect... You and I are just 'collaborators' who help each other on a small matter... 'allies'? Haha, who is an alliance with you? Who dares to say, on my behalf?"

Is this side forming an alliance with your family?" The young monk scolded sternly: "My master is not qualified to say this, you can't make such nonsense!"

Wanxiang's face gradually turned black.

The young monk continued: "We don't care whether those three million people are dead or alive. Anyway, it's you who gave the money and told them to use this method to send the letter to Fahai, but it's also you... This is what you should pay

the cost of."

Wan Xiang gritted his teeth and stared at the young monk: "Well, since we are collaborators, don't you give anything?"

The young monk lowered his head and looked at his two palms.

It was slender and even, with excellent skin, but the color was indigo, and there was a layer of gloomy death energy lingering under the skin. That layer of death energy swirled and flowed, constantly turning into ferocious white bone mandala seals under his hands.

"As long as Fahai enters the Demon-Suppressing Ridge, we will only consider the follow-up matters." The young monk said quietly: "As for the cause and effect between you and Fahai before...including him going to the great palace of your Hunyuan Luotian Sect.

Luo Xue Bang? Haha, don’t make a fuss about such a big deal.”

Wan Xiang stood up in shock and scolded softly: "Fellow Taoist, don't talk nonsense...my ancestor..."

The young monk raised his head, and the blue-purple light in his eyes flashed, making everything look cold. He couldn't say the following words anymore. He stared at everything for a long time, and after a long time, the young monk smiled faintly: "

It turns out that you don’t know anything, and as expected, pawns are just pawns... What are you doing, why am I wasting my time with you?"

His fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a dull sound, and the young monk said lazily: "Okay, in short, you all listen to us for the follow-up matters, and everything will be fine... If we delay things, we don't need to

If you take action, there will always be a big man in your family who can't afford to offend you, and you will have to bear with it."

"As for those little minions who are willing to be driven by you to spread rumors in Qionghua Mountain for a little extra possessions... You can solve this little trouble yourself... If it delays our follow-up affairs, haha!"

Wan Xiang gritted his teeth, anger welling up in his heart, and he wanted to say something harsh.

But when he saw the cold blue eyes of the young monk, his heart twitched, all his courage disappeared, and he no longer dared to say any irrelevant gossip.

The young monk nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, that's it... Well, send a message to the Hunyuan Luotian Sect, saying that we need a few masters at the level of true kings to first trip the two Dharma-protecting Bodhisattvas around Fahai.

"

"Find a few people who are meticulous and quick-thinking...find some reasonable excuses and let them move first!" There was a trace of inexplicable excitement and joy in the young monk's tone: "Well, in short, you listen to me

Just give the order. Demon-Suppressing Ridge, haha, when Fahai comes, don’t even think about escaping."

Wan Xiang looked at the young monk with deep eyes.

His heart felt cold for a while.

Damn it...it was originally just Mayfly's pursuit of Lu Qian. The matter was actually not big. But when it got to this point, Wanxiang was an old ghost who had been the leader of Senluo for many years. He found that things were a little out of control.

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With Lu Qian as the chess piece, it seems that a big game of chess is beginning.

Based on Wanxiang's experience, he felt that this was probably a terrifying whirlpool that could make him irreversible. The goal of the chess player on his side was obviously not as simple as a mere "Fahai Monk".

I really want to escape...

But can't escape...

Wan Xiang took a deep breath and bowed his head to the young monk in front of him, whose cultivation was terrifying and completely unclear: "Yes... I just follow the order of fellow Taoist... Well, if there is any accident, please let me know.

Friends, take care of me!"

Wanxiang decided, give in.

The young monk narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at everything for a long time, somewhat unexpectedly.

After a while, the young monk nodded slowly and smiled: "I am compassionate, so good, so good... If a fellow Taoist has this enlightenment, he will definitely be blessed and live a long life. Haha, just wait and see... Haha

,Hehe,hehe!”

After laughing a few times, the young monk nodded and said, "Fellow Taoist Wanxiang, you can call me Brahma from now on."

At this moment, not only the heart is throbbing, but also several muscles on the body can't help but twitch and spasm slightly. Really, what did this young monk who calls himself Brahma say just now?

Buddhist practitioners in Buddhism often chant "My Buddha is compassionate" as their mantra. There are more than three hundred Buddhas in Liangyitian Buddhism, and they don't know which Buddha they are chanting.

But this Brahma said, ‘I am self-compassionate’!

Such a figure came to Suppress the Demon City, hooked up with people from the Taoist court, and plotted against a little true immortal who had just entered Buddhism a few years ago... Is this a bit of a joke?

The sky outside was suddenly enveloped in a large area of ​​dark light.

High in the sky, the strong wind shattered and the drifting clouds disappeared, revealing a clear and extremely clear sky.

Invisible force fields enveloped all directions, and the bodies escaping from the sky were forced to fall involuntarily. Countless birds screamed, flapped their wings randomly, and fell from the sky like stones.

An extremely domineering force instantly cleared the void within a million miles around. Even the dust in the air fell straight down like meteorites. Countless extremely fine dust fell at high speed. The dust rubbed against the air and burned rapidly.

Countless flashing light spots splashed in the sky...

"This is..." Wanxiang stood in front of the window and exclaimed, looking at the sky.

"It came so quickly... It seems that Fa Hai and Na Yinyuan really have true feelings." The young monk walked to the window, put his hands behind his back, looked at the clear sky that was clear for millions of miles, and said quietly: "I can't do six.

He is pure and cannot let go of the emotions of the human world. In this sea of ​​​​dharma, I think he is doomed to die prematurely and not achieve enlightenment."

Everything is silent.

You have high cultivation, your identity is mysterious, and your origins are unpredictable. Therefore, whatever you say is right... You said that Lu Qian will die young... I am compassionate and let him die young.

Wanxiang didn't want to get involved in this matter anymore. After Lu Qian died, his guilt was wiped away. Wanxiang quickly found a good cave to live in, and practiced cautiously... With the current layout of Liangyitian

, he doesn’t dare to ask for the position of Heavenly King, he will be satisfied if he can cultivate into a little True King with good strength!

Thick clouds rolled in, and the low sound of Sanskrit singing resounded throughout the entire Demon City.

In the Demon Suppressing City, a bright light shot up into the sky, and a clear and clear voice shouted sternly: "How can you, fellow Taoist, be so pompous? In the important place of Demon Suppressing City, please restrain yourself."

In an instant, a golden and pure Buddha's light spread like a peacock's tail, covering the entire Demon Suppression City in an instant, shattering the clear light that clearly came from the Taoist practice.

A gentle and elegant voice slowly sounded: "What did fellow Taoist Sanyang say? This fellow Taoist acted like this, which can exactly highlight the majestic appearance of our demon-suppressing mountain, which is enough to deter the evil spirits in the south... This is a great good deed, what's wrong with it?"

Is it okay?"

"Dingshan thief Bald, you..."

"Hey, fellow Taoist Sanyang spoke rude words and accidentally ruined the teachings of the little kids in the city. This is the evil of fellow Taoist... Those who do not accumulate good words will be careful to re-enter reincarnation, and will be deaf and dumb for a day in their next life.

people!"

"Dingshan thief Bald, you curse me to death?"

"Hey, fellow Taoist Sanyang, don't use the nameless fire. The young monk is just explaining one of the millions of possibilities... The Buddhist dharma practiced by the young monk does not have the magical power of space curse. If the Taoist friend really has three advantages and two disadvantages, you can

Never look for a young monk..."

As soon as the conversation changed, the Dingshan monk smiled softly and said: "The young monk is confused. If a fellow Taoist has an accident and comes to trouble the young monk, this kind of salvation of wronged souls and evil ghosts is exactly what my Buddhist disciples are good at... When the time comes,

The young monk will definitely organize a grand water and land ashram for fellow Taoists, the kind that won’t charge you any money!”

A loud roar of "Chlang" rose into the sky, and a huge bell with purple divine flames burning all over its body rose into the sky. "Cracking" changed in the wind, covering half of the Demon City in an instant.

Sanyang Taoist sternly scolded: "Dingshan thief Bald, wasn't it just half a year ago that he robbed you of a ginseng plant? Today you act like a provocateur, and Pindao has fulfilled your wish... Come on, let's stop fighting!"

Monk Dingshan sighed faintly: "It can be seen that my fellow Taoist has not practiced enough and is so angry. Why are you here? That's all, that's all. It's all my fault, monk. It's all my fault, okay?"

"Today, my Buddhist junior brother is stationed in the ninth city of Zhenzi. Monk, I have official business to deal with. I don't have time to accompany you, fellow Taoist, to fool around... You are already so old, and you are still acting like a child? Hehe... no wonder you, fellow Taoist, can't

Breaking through the current bottleneck is clearly a misguided approach!”

'puff'!

An extremely clear sound of vomiting blood spread throughout the city.

This Taoist Sanyang didn't know what kind of skills he had practiced and what state he had reached. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and a huge courtyard in the northeast corner of the Demon Suppressing City was enveloped in blue-purple sacred fire and burned into ashes with a snap of his fingers.

Fly ash.


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