Baizhu's face was expressionless, and he wanted to use his strength to break free, but his shoulders seemed to be bearing the pressure of two ancient divine mountains. The majestic force poured down from his shoulders, making him unable to move at all.
In full view of the public, the Buddhist disciple of Vajra Temple, a dignified and handsome man, stood there in humiliation, his face being pinched hard.
"untie--"
Bai Zhu's face slowly turned red, and he gritted his teeth and uttered a curse.
Bang!
His vision suddenly went dark, as if he had been given a solid meal. If someone hadn't stopped him, Baizhu would have almost fallen to the ground.
"Idiot, you are King Kong and I am a human immortal. Don't you know how many different realms there are?"
The female fairy smiled narrowly: "It's really fun when you are stupid. You are much better than before."
Damo Zhong.
One wave calms down a bit, then another wave rises.
The attack on Landuo Temple had just passed. The Que Jie Baoyang Formation was sacrificed. The abbot even personally took action and grasped the calamity light in the formation. Only then did the series of events subside a little. However, the Damori at the moment had another problem.
understand the situation.
Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, the handsome man in monk's robes had slightly red cheeks, but the god was gritting his teeth, and his face was obviously a little uneasy. In front of him, a bright and beautiful woman who was as clear as the crescent moon, surrounded by flowers and trees, was standing in front of him.
She reached out and grabbed his cheeks, pulling them with an undisguised smile on her lips.
"this……"
In the silence, a yellow-faced man with a goatee muttered to himself: "Is this a human being?!"
The ultimate of the three middle realms, the sacred land in the human world, the true master of a great lineage!
But the scene in front of them made everyone feel a little disillusioned.
"This soft rice..." The yellow-faced man murmured to himself: "I want to eat it too..."
"Let go!" In front of everyone, Baizhu's face was obviously uneasy: "I'm angry."
"Don't let go, you're angry." The female fairy smiled and rubbed her hands together, and Bai Zhu's face rounded up at a speed visible to the naked eye: "Why are you angry? Let me take a look."
"you--"
"Me? What's wrong with me?"
"Ran Qing!" Out of the corner of his eye, a sneaky figure bent down and sneaked into the crowd. Taking advantage of the commotion, he quietly slipped out of the Damo.
"Ran Qing, do you still have the nerve to leave?" Bai Shu laughed angrily: "You are a human, right?"
"This is Luo Chan, the head of the Xu Shui Luo Clan. He is a Six Realm Human Immortal. The Xu Shui Luo Clan has been friends with our temple for dozens of generations and should not be looked down upon."
Ran Qing, who was summoned by Bai Shu in public, was not embarrassed. He Shi Shiran walked back from the threshold. While chatting with Luo Chan, he did not forget to explain to Bai Shu:
"In ancient times, the Buddha cut off an eagle, which was an act of great compassion and virtue." Ran Qing said earnestly: "Why don't you sacrifice something?"
"roll!"
"She is a fairy, how can I beat her?" Ran Qing, who was upright and resigned, said with a bitter face, "Inside the temple, Master Shenzu suddenly left, and the abbot just left again, what should I do? How can I deal with it?"
Has the corpse spirit of Dharma Monk been released from Lotus Peak?"
"..."
At this moment, above the clouds and sky.
Just now in Shuiyun Hall, the beautiful woman wearing Xuanyang hairpin was furious. She took off the Qibao crown on Ran Zhong's head and beat the shining bald head with all her strength, her face full of hatred that iron could not be transformed into steel.
"Sister, sister..." Ran Zhong used a blind trick to cover up the scene so that he would not be too embarrassed: "Sister, stop fighting!"
Ran Zhong grimaced, but did not dare to dodge too much. He just ran away with his head in his arms. The fat monk screamed repeatedly: "Sister, if you hit me again, I will be stupid!"
"You are so useless, go and unlock his magic for me!" The beautiful woman was furious: "Go quickly!"
"I'm just a life treasurer, in the fifth realm." Ran Zhong held his head and shivered: "I don't want to die. The abbot said I have the appearance of an immortal, and I still want to be an immortal!"
"Then I'll go by myself!"
The woman was so angry that she hit Ran Zhong's face with the Seven Treasures Crown in her hand, and it flew down from the sky.
"Sister, please!" Ran Zhong was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and grabbed the woman's sleeve desperately: "Aren't you afraid that she will kill you?"
"She dares?" The woman sneered again and again: "She, Luo Chan, is the most useless. Does she dare to kill someone?"
"Now is the time to go, she is a fairy now." Ran Zhong carefully made a decision quietly and stopped the angry woman: "Sister, it's not that I'm afraid of death. When you made a mistake when you were a child, it wasn't me who carried it away.
The pot? But this time, it’s really different. You’d better just stay there.”
Ran Zhong cast several magical spells on the woman and stabilized her form. At this time, the fat monk, who was sweating profusely, grabbed the Seven Treasures Crown, put it on his head again, and breathed a sigh of relief.
At some point, his monk's robe was soaked with sweat, and sweat dripped from his temples in strands.
The more I think about it, the more angry I become. Taking a step back, the more I think about it, the more I will lose.
The frozen woman gritted her teeth angrily, looking through the clouds and looking at the disgusting sight of the two people in Damori, her anger almost broke her heart.
"Xiao Yuan, you are so useless!" The woman turned her head and shouted at Ran Zhong: "When I break through to the human immortal, I will beat her to death!"
"Sister, stop dreaming. The Witness Immortal is not eating, so..."
Ran Zhong muttered a few words subconsciously, but when he caught his sister's gaze, he quickly stopped talking.
"Come on, you can do it, I believe in you!" Ran Zhong gave a thumbs up: "Father said, you have the appearance of an immortal, you can't go wrong!"
…
Another place.
In the Shuiyun Hall, the sound of thousands of feet of waves rolled into the hall, like the roar of a wild dragon at the bottom of the deep water.
"I really didn't expect it, but Luo Chan actually became the head of the Xu Shui Luo family. I always thought that the position of the head of the family should belong to Luo You. It seems that things in this world can always be unexpected."
Behind the jade table, a tall young man held a wine bottle and spoke casually. He was wearing a Taoist robe. Above his head, the ancient Qingyun, about the size of an abbot, was hanging down its silk ribbons, like waterfalls, shining with divine splendor and radiance.
.
"Landuo Temple instructed Xiaoqinggong, Tiehai, and Niushoushan to assassinate them. Although it was not surprising, I did not expect that during the Dharma Assembly, the last trace of dignity of the Northern and Southern Zen sects was gone. All we could do was...
"
After talking to himself a lot, but there was still no reply, Pei Zhi sighed, looked towards the side seat with a bitter look on his face.
"Sister." Pei Zhi said in a low voice: "Do you need me to take action? Have you solved his magic?"
"No." Pei He, who was dressed like a fairy in a green dress and had a top-secret appearance, shook her head: "Strong melons are not sweet."
"Okay!" Pei Zhi was overjoyed. This reaction was indeed beyond his expectation: "Sister, please go back. I'll be fine here alone. My father arranged a marriage for you. He is the father-in-law of Beiwei.
Room, if you are interested, just go—"
"I won't go back, I won't go."
"……oh."
"Although there are some missing people in this Dharma gathering, there are still a lot of familiar people here." Pei He frowned and said softly: "Given them, when they saw this scene in Damori, why didn't they come forward?"
"...When the assassins from Xiaoqing Palace took action, all your acquaintances were immobilized by Luo Chan. The consciousness of human immortals can reach thousands of miles with just one thought." Pei Zhi reluctantly tugged at the corner of his mouth and raised his head.
Qingyun flew out a ray of clear light and divided into a simple and clear side:
"Sister, you can see for yourself."
The scene in the mirror rotates, and dozens of beautiful women are shaped like murals, bright and graceful, but motionless. The most conspicuous among them is the Jade Lady of Shenwu Mountain.
This fat woman stepped on two golden wheels and breathed fire from her feet. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something and her eyes were wide open.
Pei He looked at it for a while, covered his mouth, and laughed softly.
"Sister..." Pei Zhi shook his head in distress: "What's so good about him is that you have to do it."
"You don't understand."
"My child can practice cultivation, but I don't understand?" Pei Zhi twisted his mouth: "I really don't understand you..."
Time passed little by little, and when Damori Bai Shu was almost ashamed and angry.
There was a sudden roar outside the sky.
A golden rainbow broke through the void and fell into the cave. The flames radiated for hundreds of miles and were extremely bright.
"Coming!"
Pei Zhi threw away the wine bottle in his hand, stood up from his seat, and became serious.
