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Chapter 1813 It's the monk named Wuhu

"These two people are too calm, there is something wrong with them."

"Miss, I heard that excellent hunters often appear as prey. Could it be that we brought two plague gods here with us?"

In the carriage, the three women were whispering again. It was obvious that Li Xiaobai wanted to throw away the words of the two men in black, which made them wary.

This man was so proficient in his business that he didn't look like he was being robbed. He was clearly a robber.

The carriage slowed down unconsciously. Li Xiaobai pulled the reins. The horse's four legs were trembling. It felt a sense of crisis and was very frightened.

At the same time, several rays of light fell from the sky, exuding black and purple demonic energy, and all of them were bald.

Li Xiaobai looked familiar. Isn't this the monk from the abandoned land of the Eastern Land? He was covered in demonic flames and was attacking the Paradise of Elysium. Someone actually chased him here.

The situation is clear at a glance. The three women in the carriage are disciples of the Pure Land Nunnery and are being chased by the disciples of the Demon Buddha of the East.

Several bald monks blocked the way and shouted: "Stop..."

"Gate of Destiny!"

Yu Huanshui shouted angrily, and with a stroke of pen and ink in his hand, he wrote two words on the monks' foreheads: "No words!"

Then he grabbed the void with his big hand, grabbed a few people into the carriage, and quickly read through their memories.

"Strike first to gain the upper hand and avoid trouble later."

"Little brother, these people have wonderful memories!"

Li Xiaobai silently took back his sword: "Nice job."

"I have heard of this Buddha Lord. He is considered a strong man even in the deep space. I didn't expect him to be a monk from the Immortal World. This place is amazing. Ye Xianzi, the underworld, Lord Buddha, Lord, the Imperial City of the Human Race.

Here, the fortune of the immortal world is very strong."

Yu Huanshui peeked into the memories of several people, and then lost interest. After all, they were just minions, and the only exciting memories were about attacking the Pure Land of Paradise.

"How to deal with it?"

"Thrown into the small world to work as a coolie, there is a shortage of labor force."

With a thought in his mind, Li Xiaobai ignored the frightened looks of the bald heads and stuffed them into the small world.

The Pure Land of Evil is building a city, and the more cheap labor the better.

The carriage resumed its speed and sped toward the west. Perhaps it was because it had just heard the bald man's abrupt stop shouting, or perhaps it was because he realized that no one was chasing him yet, so the man in black in the carriage could not sit still.

"Li Xiaobai, did you hear anything just now?"

Li Xiaobai said casually: "There is no sound. Don't worry, hero. There are few people in the deep mountains and old forests, so it is difficult to meet anyone."

Several people were silent.

As time passed, the carriage made its way out of the mountain forest and onto the official road. The wasteland gradually turned into houses, and the vague outline of the city became clearer little by little.

"Guanghan Temple."

Three big characters came into view.

Li Xiaobai entered this temple when he first arrived in the Pure Land. The abbot was not a good person. After several rounds of attacks by Monk Dongtu, he didn't know if he was still alive.

Before it was even close, a white figure rushed towards me. Judging from her clothing, she looked like a nun.

The nun stopped in front of the carriage and clasped her hands together: "Amitabha..."

"Gate of Destiny!"

Yu Huanshui didn't care, he opened the page on the nun's face and wrote the word "forbidden". This guy must have been stimulated by Ye Wushuang. After discovering that there was a force in the dark that forbidden the second senior sister.

, he began to practice the art of silence.

"The old nun's Buddhist name is Jing'an, and she is the master of the little nun in the carriage. The little nun's name is Jingci."

"She's a real nun. Judging from my memory, her life was boring. She actually didn't have an affair with an old monk. She still wants to see some exciting scenes."

Yu Huanshui read through the old nun's life, but was not interested.

The nunnery where the old nun lived was called Cihangzhai. Many of her disciples were killed by the demon monk. The eldest disciple Jingci fled. She searched all the way and finally recognized that the carriage belonged to Cihangzhai, so she went to the nunnery.

Talk to me in front of you.

"There are so many exciting scenes among monks, so just throw them into a small world and work as coolies."

Li Xiaobai made a bold move and brought the old nun from Jing'an to the Pure Land of Extreme Evil.

The carriage continued to move forward unimpeded. No one who came up to talk to him on the official road could finish the sentence. He was first deeply analyzed by Yu Huanshui, and then was thrown into the small world by Li Xiaobai to work as a coolie.

A set of movements went smoothly. Jingci in the car didn't know that her identity had been exposed. She just wondered why the carriage was passing all the way and the pursuer hadn't arrived yet.

"Stop, who is it?"

In front of Guanghan Temple, behind a huge table filled with wine and meat, a fat monk with a fat face came out, with grease stains on the corners of his mouth, squinting and scolding vaguely.

"Buddhist laymen, come to make a pilgrimage."

Li Xiaobai clasped his fists and was very polite.

"Go away, there is no saint here for you to worship. Guanghan Temple is an important place and no one is allowed to enter."

"Then why can they get in?"

Yu Huanshui pointed at the door. Many monks rushed in with flying swords, and no one stopped them at all.

"Is this what you care about? Get out of here!"

The monk cursed and drove Li Xiaobai away.

This guy is a typical bully. He thinks they are easy to bully because of their nice words.

With a swipe of Yu Huanshui's pen, the fat monk fell straight down, and his fat body was spread out on the ground. Li Xiaobai threw him into the Pure Land of Evil with tacit understanding, and asked: "How is the battle going?"

"Judging from his memory, this place has been occupied by the Eastern Territory, and the monks in the Pure Land have been forced to a sea of ​​​​Buddha, and there is no place for them on land."

Fish enjoy the waterway.

Dongtu's actions were a bit fast. Only a short time had passed before he had already forced the local monks to Lingyin Temple.

There were constant monks walking in the air from all directions, not with the help of one party, but coming to pick up the leaks. The two sides fought, causing heavy casualties. The casual cultivators from all walks of life smelled the breath of getting rich, and swarmed over.

The East and West families had no spare power to deal with the huge team of casual cultivators, so they could only let it go for the time being.

In the carriage, Jingci asked: "Why did the carriage stop? Where are we?"

"We've arrived at Guanghan Temple."

Li Xiaobai said.

"Guanghan Temple?"

"Not long ago, it was a wilderness, so why are you suddenly at Guanghan Temple?"

"You can't go this way, find another way in."

Jingci was greatly shocked, but then realized that Guanghan Temple was no longer guarded by Buddhist monks, and hurriedly said.

"Already in."

The carriage drove straight down the road, as if entering a deserted area. The casual cultivators could not figure out the origin of the owner of the carriage. He seemed to be acting so arrogant and domineering, and did not want to cause more trouble, so they all gave way and retreated.

There were also many monks from Dongtu who looked at Li Xiaobai and Yu Huanshui on the carriage with some doubts in their eyes.

"Did you feel that the bald man driving the carriage seemed familiar to you, as if you had seen him somewhere?"

"I seem to have seen it somewhere."

"It was the monk named Wuhu who unleashed a thunderstorm on the Lingyin Temple arena. Master Tang Sanzong was almost affected. Didn't he escape? Why did he come back?"

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