When there was no one around, Yunzhong turned around and smiled: "How long will you continue to follow me?"
Shuixin appeared and stared at the clouds.
Yun Zhong: "Ah..." He is a monk.
It feels like going out without looking at the almanac.
Yun Zhong said politely: "Why are you following me?"
Shui Xin smiled: "Follow your Excellency to meet my family."
Yun Zhong: "..."
The monk's family... Fortunately you didn't mean to follow me to meet your wife.
This thought made Yun Zhong feel chilly, and he quickly shook his head to get rid of this evil thought.
"Your family is——"
"Hu Qing." Shui Xin said directly.
Yun Zhong had a faint smile on his face, but deep in his smile was murderous intent: "How did you know that you could see her by following me?"
No need to deny. The dead will not speak.
Shui Xin glanced at him lightly: "I can smell her scent on you."
Yun Zhong: "..."
I always feel like I am having a very wrong topic with the wrong person.
He pulled up his sleeve and smelled it. Apart from the smell of beggars, it had absolutely no feminine smell.
Shui Xin smiled, and she looked like a woman. Sometimes.
He said: "If you don't want me to follow you, I can wait here. Please just send her a message."
"Oh? What if I leave without telling her?"
Shui Xin said lightly: "I have remembered your aura."
Yun Zhong's face trembled, and he pushed the messy long hair away from his face, as if he had just carefully observed the center of the water.
After a while, he affirmed: "You can't beat me."
Shui Xin smiled lightly: "You can't kill me."
The corner of Yun Zhong's mouth curled up, "Young man, you are so arrogant. It's just you, what's the difficulty? But, is it better to kill or not to kill?"
I thought about it in my mind. Let's kill him. Unless it can become a secret forever, I'm afraid that Hu Qing has a good relationship with him, and then because of a monk, she will be tempted to deceive her master and destroy her ancestors. Don't kill him, he doesn't like this monk very much.
He still insisted on following him.
However, this monk had one thing in common with Hu Qing - he couldn't see through him.
If you can't see through it, you can't see through it. You can't kill your own people if you are too young. What can't a monk kill?
The center of the cloud is certain, and endless pressure is pressing toward the center of the water.
Shui Xin had expected that he would be like this, and the Buddha's light descended instantly to resist the endless pressure.
The endless pressure came down overwhelmingly, but was instantly blocked by the weak white light. The two fell into a stalemate.
Seeing this, Yun Zhong raised his eyebrows, and with a thought, the pressure increased by 30%.
The Buddha's light was slowly pressed toward the center of the water, but it only pressed a foot away and could not move any further.
The pressure from the cloud increased, and the Buddha's light compressed again. After a few times, the edge of the Buddha's light stopped firmly three feet away from the center of the water, protecting him safely inside. No matter how hard the cloud increased, the Buddha's light never flinched.
Seeing this, Yun Zhong became really interested. He picked up a snake-shaped thin sword and waved his hand to strike out thousands of sword intentions. Thousands of sword intentions were like shining silver snakes, biting into the Buddha's light in an instant. In an instant
, the white Buddha's light group was annihilated by the silver snake. When the silver snake fades away, maybe not even the dregs will be left inside.
Yun Zhong smiled casually at first, then the smile disappeared, and then his expression became serious.
Thousands of silver snakes tangled into snake caves hissed and raised their heads, as if screaming, their silver bodies twisted and convulsed, blackened, shrunk, and fell weakly to the naked eye. Before they hit the ground, they turned into black gas and dissipated in the air.
.
The Buddha's light remains the same, and so do the people in the Buddha's light. They are kind and kind in white clothes.
Yun Zhong frowned: "Are you a demon or evil?"
Shui Xin clasped her hands together in the Buddha's light: "It's just a small trick."
Yun Zhong stared silently.
Shui Xin said: "Your Excellency, it seems that you are not a pure Taoist."
Yun Zhong: That's bullshit. That's because we don't care. We care about who can climb higher.
He asked: "You and Hu Qing——"
Shui Xin: "I am her brother."
Yun Zhong: "..." What a strange relationship.
In the end, he moved forward without saying a word, and Shui Xin followed silently. He passed through the boundary, passed the teleportation array, and so on, and finally arrived at the Demonic Demon.
When Shui Xin saw the ghost, he calmly sat down on the ground, holding his rosary beads and chanting sutras.
Yunzhong glanced at him and walked into Guixiao.
Hu Qingqiu was inexplicably interrupted from her peaceful retreat, and felt unhappy. If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't beat Yunzhong, she would never have been able to bear it.
Originally, she was comprehending the experience gained from fighting with the spiritual fire. During this period, with the blessing of the spiritual fire, she actually comprehended a trace of the law.
This was the first time she understood the law clearly.
Although the silk law appeared for a very short time, only a few seconds, these few seconds left her with endless aftertaste. She worked hard to prolong the wonderful feeling of these few seconds, and it would be no problem to stay in seclusion for another hundred years.
The cloud called her out: "A monk is looking for you."
The anger in Hu Qing's belly was extinguished again, and she raised her head in shock: "My brother?"
Yun Zhong is silent, how do I know? You two look nothing alike.
Hu Qing: "Is he a good-looking young monk?"
Yun Zhong: "Hmm."
Hu Qing took a deep look at him and felt that he seemed to be in a bad mood. Was he offended because of his appearance? Who told you to pretend to be a beggar again?
Hu Qing muttered to himself in surprise: "Did he find it by himself? I've never seen him capable of this before."
She said to Yunzhong: "Then I'll go out to meet him." After a pause, "I'm going to take my children with me."
Yun Zhong refused: "He only said he wanted to see you."
Hu Qing looked at him, Yun Zhong was unmoved.
Well, she can be on her own, and she has to ask Yunzhong to take her out.
A green banana leaf was released from the cloud. The two of them stood up and squatted down to touch it. This banana leaf was actually made from a real leaf, but the refining technique was simple, and at the same time, this thing could only be used a few times. It belonged to
Fast moving consumer goods.
Canjian Mountain seemed to be rich in plant resources, so she also made some fast-moving consumer goods for inspiration.
When she stood up again, her eyes were already filled with ghostly energy.
She had no idea how Yun Zhong came in, there was no aura of space fluctuation at all.
This time, Yun Zhong did not use sword energy to clear the way. The banana leaves quickly moved through the ghosts, and a soft barrier formed against the banana leaves, breaking through the ghost energy.
Ghosts heard the noise and gathered around, and Hu Qing saw all kinds of scary faces in the black air.
I don’t know how long it took to fly, but with a flash from the corner of my eye, Hu Qing called for an emergency stop.
"Stop, stop, stop -"
Not only did she stop, she turned back and grabbed the tail of the banana leaf.
Stopped in the clouds.
Hu Qing pointed in one direction: "There, there."
Inexplicably, Yun Zhong directed the banana leaves to fall back bit by bit.
"This is it." Hu Qing jumped down excitedly, "I'll be back as soon as I go."
It was so dark that she couldn't see anything but ghosts. Could it be that she went to pick up a ghost and bring it back?
When Hu Qing came up carrying a huge lotus seat, Yun Zhong fell silent.
Isn't this Danying's fairy treasure? After Danying died, this thing became an ownerless thing. It was thrown into the ghost world and no one picked it up. It has been consumed by the ghost energy and has lost much spiritual power. It seems to have no treasure.
Guanghua. How did she see through the dark ghostly aura?
Hu Qing: This is the precise vision of professionals.
Professional rag pickers.
Hu was so light that he carried the lotus seat up like a precious treasure. The lotus leaves on the lotus seat were facing the side of Yunzhong, poking him back repeatedly and walking out of the banana leaves.
