Chapter 87: First

Chapter 87: First

The latest chapter after wearing a white moonlight stand-in!

The affairs of Cen's house were handed over to the elder brother, Cen Qingjia. Cen Qingyou took Qiao Wan and headed to the Great Hall of Light!

Before leaving, Qiao Wan said goodbye to Baihu Ersan and Gui Qi.

Before Jia Ying left with Xiu Dog, he called Qiao Wan for the first time ever.

If Qiao Wan promised to be his subordinate and work for him before, he would find a way to help her solve this demonic energy, but now this demonic energy has to be managed by her.

But looking at the lingering demonic energy, Jia Ying still frowned and threw a disc from his sleeve.

Qiao Wan was taken aback: "Lei Pan?"

The repair dog was more surprised than her: "Isn't this what I did?"

Qiao Wan thought silently, no wonder Jia Ying wanted to kill her before.

"I misunderstood you at the beginning," Jia Ying said in a deep voice, "This thing is a gift to you."

This thunder was not easy to come by, and for this, she also paid a painful price.

Jia Ying lowered her head actively, Qiao Wan glanced at the vigorous and simple thunder disk in the man's hand, hesitated for two seconds, and then accepted.

She wants to be stronger.

After saying goodbye to the Cen family and Mrs. Cen, Qiao Wan and Cen Qingyou packed up and went on the road together.

At the same time when the two were on the road, the heavyweight news of "Qiao Wan is not dead" quickly spread out with the Cen House as the center, and spread all the way to Kunshan.

- Qiao Wan is not dead!

——Not only did he not die, but he also got on the line of the Demon Emperor!

This time, the faces of the Xiao family and Moyu were completely pressed to the ground and rubbed back and forth.

The Xiao family put up such a big battle, and smashed 6,000 high-grade spirit stones out of the trenches. As a result, Qiao Wan was still on the rivers and lakes.

I can't help but jump, and I even got the demon emperor Jiaying!

To be killed, must be killed.

The Xiao family was very cold and didn't care about this little cultivator. He turned his head to add weight to the lore list, and added it to 8,000 top-grade spirit stones. He just pushed Qiao Wan up several places. can be particularly striking.

For a time, scattered repairs and sharpening knives all over the world.

Moyu has to take care of Qiao Wan since then, why delay it until now, and it has been ignored, which means that Qiao Wan is not that important in their eyes at all.

Before, the desperados, killers, and loose cultivators were still afraid of the Demon Domain and did not dare to mix in the muddy water, but now, the Demon Domain doesn't care about anything, and if they want to take down Qiao Wan, that is to do justice for the sky.

The Daguang Palace is in the east, which is a rather awkward position. Chaotianling and the Xiao family's main sect are also in the east.

The news that she is going to the Great Hall of Light has not yet spread. On the way, Qiao Wan cautiously clasped her vest and traveled day and night with Cen Qingyou, while on the other hand, she carefully inquired about her cheap father Mei Yuanbai along the way. information.

It's a pity that I rushed to the front of Jiuyue Mountain where the Great Bright Hall is located, but I still didn't find out why it came out.

But halfway through, the demonic anger ran out once, and Cen Qingyou quickly suppressed her and recited the Buddhist scriptures to her for a day and a night.

When morning came, Qiao Wan and Cen Qingyou walked out with dark circles in their eyes together.

The guy in the inn glanced at it and whispered.

"You said why there are so many fake monks in the world now? They don't even cover up, so blatant?"

"This is still at the foot of Jiuyue Mountain. If it is really a disciple of the Great Light Hall, it will really embarrass the Great Light Hall."

"Let the Venerable Miaofa see it." The man grinned happily, "That's not necessarily the case for Fa-rectification on the spot."

The closer you get to the Great Hall of Light, the more legends about Venerable Miaofa.

The young monk shivered silently, and his usually calm and calm face rarely drifted a little.

To be honest, Cen Qingyou had no idea in his heart to bring a demon back to the Great Hall of Light.

Although Master has a fierce reputation on the outside, he is actually **** the outside and soft on the inside, and he is compassionate in his heart. There must be a way to save Xin Yi.

"Xinyi," Cen Qingyou turned his head to look at the vague devilish energy on Qiao Wan's body, and then glanced at the various male and female monks in the inn, "We will go up the mountain when your devilish aura dissipates a little tomorrow."

In the past few days, she and Cen Qingyou were not the only ones who came to the foot of Jiuyue Mountain. There are also many Taoist priests and Confucian monks wandering down the mountain, with uneven fat and thin, different heights, men and women.

For a time, the fish and dragons were mixed under the Jiuyue Mountain.

These Taoist priests and Confucian cultivators all came to the "Three Religions Dharma Meeting" in the Great Bright Hall in March this year.

The "Three Religions Dharma Conference" is held every ten years.

This year's Lunfa meeting was set up in the Daguang Hall of Jiuyue Mountain, so Confucian cultivators and Taoists came all the way.

There was nothing left to do, so Cen Qingyou simply led Qiao Wan around the foot of Jiuyue Mountain.

Not far from the inn, a greenhouse was set up and a tea stall was set up to entertain the passing monks.

In front of the tea stall, someone happened to be telling a book.

Rather than "storytelling", it is better to say that it is the "Story Meeting" in the cultivation world.

shock! The banshee entered Venerable Miaofa's room in the middle of the night, and in the middle of the night came such a violent breath!

Venerable Miaofa used his body to transform into thirty-two banshees.

While the rumors of this kind of yellow violence and harmony are flying all over the sky, there are also guys carrying various small stories in their arms, selling them back and forth.

Hearing that, Qiao Wan's eyes twitched, but she couldn't help but continue to listen.

The "storytelling" Confucianism here is well versed in the psychology of the masses' gossip, and there is a little yellow in it. It was a bit addicting to hear.

After talking about Venerable Miaofa, he turned around and turned to the battle between the cultivation world and the demon realm.

"Speaking of that war, I have to mention Su Buhu, the **** of war in the Demon Domain."

"Su Buhuo, a demon cultivator, can be called a **** of war, not only because of how advanced his cultivation is, but the most terrifying thing is that he is as cunning as a fox and has the ability of a tiger and a wolf."

"Fortunately, he died early. If Su Buhu hadn't died, he would have properly threatened the real world of repair."

At this moment, Qiao Wan's mind suddenly buzzed again.

"Xinyi?" Cen Qingyou asked.

"I'm fine." Qiao Wan shook her head, clenched the cup in front of her and took a sip of tea, only then did the buzzing in her head go down a bit.

Perhaps because of taboos, few people in the cultivation world talk about things on the Demon Realm.

After finally meeting someone willing to speak, Qiao Wan shook her head and continued to listen.

Unexpectedly, halfway through the talk, the other party stopped talking.

There was no way, Qiao Wan could only call the guy in the teahouse.

"How long has this fellow Taoist been teaching here?"

The guy is also quite enthusiastic: "I've been talking about it for a year or two."

"Then have you heard of Su Buhuo?"

The guy put the rag on his shoulders, stood up straight, and said with a serious face: "Why are you asking about this, fellow Daoist?"

Qiao Wan: "They're all monks. I'm curious if this Demon God of War is really that powerful."

After thinking about it, Qiao Wan added another sentence and dragged Jia Ying over: "What about the comparison with the demon emperor Jia Ying?"

"Friend Daoist, since you asked, I can't help but answer." The man smiled, took out a stack of words from his sleeve, and slapped it on the table with a "pop".

"However, Su Buhu has nothing to say. Daoist friends may wish to pick a book and read it first, maybe it will be of interest."

This is an opportunity to sell for money.

Qiao Wan and Cen Qingyou glanced at them together. This high stack of words was colorful.

Qiao Wan randomly picked up three copies, and the second young master of the Cen family politely photographed a first-class spirit stone.

A first-grade spirit stone is about equal to fifty lower-grade spirit stones.

The guy suddenly grinned.

"Actually, Su Buhuo really has nothing to say. Although he was a **** of war in the Demon Realm, he died early, and he didn't see any role in that war."

Qiao Wan thought for a moment and asked, "Have you heard of Mei Yuanbai?"

The guy frowned, a look of thought on his face: "I seem to have heard of it somewhere, isn't this, Mei Kangping's brother?"

"It is said that Su Buhuo and Mei Kangping seem to have a good relationship."

After spending a first-level spirit stone, I still haven't found any useful information.

But anyway, I bought three books.

Without looking at it, Qiao Wan and Cen Qingyou opened the storybook together.

A few big red characters "hoo" rushed into the eyes.

"My fiery night with Venerable Miaofa".

It tells the story of Venerable Miaofa of the Great Hall of Light, who personally influenced the banshee and converted to my Buddha. It was recorded by the demon in person.

Joey:  …

Cen Qingyou:  …

With this fiery first book Zhuyu in front, it seems that the second book and the third book do not need to be read.

In front of the direct disciples, reading the small story book that intended to lew other people's masters, Qiao Wan held back for a long time before she said a sentence: Venerable Miaofa is really... popular...

Cen Qingyou:  …

All kinds of small stories can be widely circulated under Jiuyue Mountain. It seems that this wonderful Dharma Venerable is much more compassionate and generous than imagined...

Suddenly, an exclamation broke the noise of the tea stall.

"Isn't this Qiao Wan?!"

The next second, at the tea stand, three or four big men with hoods drew their knives and slapped the table!

Demonic energy, iron hammer, and a young monk beside him, and then use the pupil technique to see, there is no doubt that Qiao Wan is properly!

Qiao Wan opened her eyes wide and was shocked!

Hold!

This is... a killer who lives by the lore list!

For a while, the entire tea stall was quiet, and the next second, the entire tea table flew into the air along with the tea.

With a thud in Qiao Wan's heart, she shoved the words into her arms, and flew into the air like a monkey in the sky. In a flash, she and Cen Qingyou rushed out of the tea stall.

"Run! Chase!"

"Come on!"

"Chase, chase, chase! Don't let this woman and this man run away! That's Joe—"

Halfway through his words, he turned a corner abruptly and didn't say anything.

Just kidding, that's 8,000 top-grade spirit stones! Can this get anyone a piece of the pie casually?

Under the Dove Moon Mountain.

Two silhouettes walked leisurely in the Market Street.

"Master, when are we going back?"

The domestic servant who followed behind the young man's butt, carefully glanced at the young man walking in front, and did not dare to disturb the other party's good interest.

"No hurry," said the young man with a nonchalant smile, "Walk around for a while, anyway, it's not our turn now."

The young man was born with a face like a crown jade, a yellow shirt, a little blue lotus pattern embroidered on the cuffs, a pair of peach blossom eyes, and his appearance was somewhat similar to Xiao Boyang.

Amazingly, since the night in Youxian Town, there has been no news of Xiao Boyu!

But in the blink of an eye, the busy and noisy long street was suddenly broken!

Not far away, there was a burst of clanging noises, occasionally mixed with a curse or two.

A young nun exclaimed.

"Prosperity!"

The ferocious Tengu, who was covered in pitch black in his hands, took the opportunity to break free from the dog leash and escaped in the chaos.

Xiao Boyu paused in footsteps, narrowed his eyes, and looked forward.

Chase?

This chase scene is not uncommon in the entire cultivation world.

A big knife slashed down with great might!

Qiao Wangulu rolled down from the eaves, landed on the ground, and smashed ashes all over.

A ferocious Tengu just got up, and jumped out next to her body. Being hit by this, Qiao Wan subconsciously took two steps back, but in the blink of an eye, when she looked again, it was gone. The figure of a young monk.

There were more than a dozen big men wearing hoods blocking the front, back, left and right.

It is estimated that when she and Cen Qingyou just escaped, the crowd was dispersed.

The dozen or so big men in hoods came towards the shiny golden head on her neck, and they didn't chase after Cen Qingyou any more, they all gathered in front of Qiao Wan.

"Run?" The big man at the head wiped a bright big knife and sneered, "Let's see where you're going."

Qiao Wan glanced at it, and his eyes fell on the red "kill" embroidered on the other's arm.

This is the character in the Heartless Tower.

There is a lore list, and naturally there are also special killers.

The Jealousy Building is one of the organizations in the cultivation world that specializes in head-to-head business.

Sensing that Qiao Wan's eyes fell on his arm, the big man with the knife sneered: "Since it is clear that we are in the ruthless building, I advise you to obediently admit it, lest a few of our brothers strike hard and accidentally cut them off. gave you an arm and a half of a leg."

There was a hint of evaluation in the man's eyes: "At that time, you will suffer, and the spiritual stones that our brothers exchanged may have to be discounted."

"Master?"

The young man's footsteps stopped suddenly.

The little domestic servant was inattentive and slammed into it, immediately numb from the vertebrae to the tailbone.

Unexpectedly, the young man didn't have any intention of being angry, with a pair of peach eyes, staring at the desperados in front of him.

Xiao Boyu squinted his eyes, and after seeing the appearance of the girl surrounded by the crowd, his face suddenly changed!

Joe late!

It's Joe Night!

Just these two hammers! He will never be forgotten! Besides her, who else would use those two hammers!

The scenes in Youxian Town back then came to my mind in an instant.

Xiao Boyu's entire face was distorted, and he subconsciously raised his leg and took a step forward.

As soon as he took a step, he took it back.

Don't worry, look at the situation on the other side first.

Is this... the ruthless building?

If you walk too much at night, you will always run into ghosts.

Xiao Boyu pulled out a sneer at the corner of his mouth, hugging his chest with ease, watching this girl surrounded by people in the heartless building with cold eyes.

It's not that the enemies don't get together, because he smashed 48,438 low-quality spirit stones on the lore list.

OK.

He was worried that there was no way to get revenge, and now she finally bumped into his hand.

Qiao Wan, Qiao Wan, what are you going to do now?

"How is it?" The big man with the knife said with a fake smile, "Have you made up your mind?"

"If you haven't figured it out yet, our brothers are about to start."

More than a dozen people, the cultivation base basically fluctuates in the late stage of foundation establishment and Jindan.

At the foot of Jiuyue Mountain, there is a shop of spiritual consciousness, and it is inevitable to expose the devilish energy, and it will not end well at that time.

Qiao Wan glanced quickly, and suddenly——

He collided with Xiao Boyu who was outside the crowd!

Xiao Boyu?

Qiao Wan was stunned when she saw the young man wearing a yellow shirt and a jade crown, and his appearance was five or six points similar to Xiao Boyang.

Cen Qingyou was scattered by the crowd.

On the front, more than ten heartless buildings surrounded her.

Not far away, outside the encirclement, the young man folded his chest and stared coldly.

In the eyes of Jieqinglou, she is a moving spirit stone, and it is absolutely impossible for these people to buy and sell people's heads.

The human and animal trade in Youxian Town was disturbed by her, and Xiao Boyu would never let her go.

What is she going to do now?

Everyone present was waiting for such an answer.

"Have you thought about it?" The man carrying the knife became a little impatient, and showed a **** smile, "I haven't thought about it yet, our brothers, we won't give you any more time."

The servant asked tremblingly, "Master?"

"Don't be noisy." Xiao Boyu lowered his eyes, full of suffocation.

The servant behind him was startled, seeing the obvious hatred and ill-will on the young man, and wisely shut his mouth.

At this end, various magical treasures gradually appeared.

On the other side, Xiao Boyu kept an eye on the movement here, a bow appeared out of thin air in his hand, and an arrow was drawn from the quiver behind him.

Bow and arrow.

The sharp point of the arrow pointed brightly at Qiao Wan's heart.

What is she going to do now.

Qiao Wan's mind flashed, and her eyes locked on Xiao Boyu across the crowd.

Being stared at by this gaze, Xiao Boyu was taken aback for a moment, only to feel a sudden suddenness in his heart, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.

The next second, Naoren suddenly made a "hum" sound.

The ominous premonition has come true!

Qiao Wan's consciousness was fast, accurate and ruthless, and it was deeply embedded in the young man's mind.

Xiao Boyu only felt in a trance and opened his mouth involuntarily.

Open your mouth, brighten your voice, and your voice is loud.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

"You guys in the hood, listen to me!"

The young man's high and passionate voice echoed clearly throughout the street. People on the street stopped one after another, and the hooded killers of the Heartless Tower also turned their heads to take a look.

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Xiao Boyu.

Not only everyone was stunned, but even Xiao Boyu himself was stunned.

Under everyone's attention, Xiao Boyu clenched the bow in his hand, his face was stiff, and he took a deep breath, as if accumulating strength, his lips opened and closed uncontrollably, and his voice was louder: "Lu Wan is—"

"Lu Wan—"

At the same time, the girl's calm and calm voice seemed to come from the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Remember the blood contract in Youxian Town? Take me out."

The blood contract of Youxian Town...

Xiao Boyu is so smart, when his mind changed, there were almost two groups of anger in his eyes!

No one is allowed to take out the consciousness of that day, no more human sacrifice business, and—

She is not allowed to reveal her true identity to others.

Violators will be destroyed.

Hold!

Xiao Boyu stared at Qiao Wan from a distance, and immediately understood what this guy was thinking.

Joe looked back blankly.

Threatening with a self-exploding vest is still the first person in the history of the world, but he was threatened!

I didn't notice it for a while, and this product was put together again!

Xiao Boyu's face turned green, and his heart was filled with hatred.

The good business was interrupted, and the little leader of the Hooded Killer turned black, and his gaze towards Xiao Boyu was suddenly unfriendly.

"Who is your Excellency? You also came to rob our building for this deal?"

Under everyone's attention, Xiao Boyu's face was distorted, and his consciousness was still struggling tenaciously to resist.

But a cultivator in the late stage of foundation establishment, when encountering the consciousness of the Nascent Soul, would only be crushed.

No matter how the eldest young master of the Xiao family struggled, he was still pressed and rubbed in the sea of ​​knowledge by Qiao Wan.

Xiao Boyu's eyes widened, looking at the word "Qiao Wan", rolling it around his lips twice, his mouth was bald, and he almost blurted out——

Qiao Wan's voice echoed in the sea of ​​consciousness: Answer or not?

A wisp of demonic energy swirls slowly in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Under the threat of his life, the stubborn young master of the Xiao family gritted his teeth in grief and indignation, met the gaze of the ruthless killers in the building, shook his sleeves, and revealed the blue lotus pattern on the sleeves.

At the moment, the faces of the ruthless killers all changed.

Xiao family? !

Is this the Xiao family?

The murderous aura in his eyes also dissipated a lot.

"Fellow Daoist is Xiao's family?"

The killers exchanged glances with each other, and a man with a red hat took a step forward to negotiate.

"Little Red Riding Hood" lowered his voice: "Since fellow daoist belongs to the Xiao family, we must know who this female cultivator is. We are doing things in the ruthless building, and we also ask fellow daoists to take a step back. The sword has no eyes, so as not to hurt fellow daoists."

Xiao Boyu: "I want this person."

"Little Red Riding Hood" was taken aback: "Fellow Daoist, our brothers don't understand."

Xiao Boyu gritted his teeth: "I mean, our Xiao family wants this person."

Little Red Riding Hood exchanged glances with his companions again, hesitant about the lotus pattern on the young man's sleeve, and asked in a good voice, "Is this what the Xiao family means?"

Xiao Boyu: "Besides the Xiao family, who else wants her life so much?"

"I came with the teacher this time, and I happened to be watching you on the street chasing her." Xiao Boyu pointed, "This person is handed over to me to deal with, except for the spiritual stone promised on the lore list, I will A bonus for you."

This is... want to ask the teacher for credit?

"Little Red Riding Hood" narrowed his eyes, but he didn't let his guard down when he said it: "Your Excellency keeps saying that you belong to the Xiao family, and if you want this person, there is no evidence or proof. Fellow Daoist, what can we trust you?"

Qiao Wan looked at each other with a calm expression.

At the same time, the demonic energy became a little more ruthless in the sea of ​​​​knowledge.

Xiao Boyu gritted his teeth and turned his head: "Take the spirit stone!"

The little servant was completely stunned, "Master?!"

Xiao Boyu stared: "If you stop talking nonsense, take it quickly!"

Is it the spirit stone that matters, or the life of your eldest young master!

Xiao Boyu was gouged out, the servant was in a cold sweat, and he didn't dare to say anything at the moment, so he took out a bag of spirit stones with trepidation.

The surroundings fell silent for a moment.

"This is a bag of fourth-level spirit stones. The deposit is enough. You can get the rest tomorrow at the Fanxin Inn where our Xiao family is staying!"

When he said this, Xiao Boyu stared at Qiao Wan fiercely without blinking, as if he would never give up without biting down a piece of meat. His eyes looked strangely like those of the Xiao family.

No one can live with money.

This young man, dressed in the Xiao family crest, made a lot of money, and stared at Qiao Wan with ruthless eyes.

The identity of the Xiao family seems to be inseparable.

Originally, the lore order was revealed, and it was to take money from the Xiao family.

Not afraid of 10,000, just in case, Jieqinglou also does not want to offend the Xiao family easily.

The hooded members of the Heartless Tower looked at each other, and "Little Red Riding Hood" said, "Since that's the case, let's talk about friends for a while. However, it's still the same sentence, it's unfounded and undocumented, what will we use to testify at that time? , go to the inn to get the other half of the bounty?"

Xiao Boyu raised his eyebrows, lowered his voice, and gritted his teeth sullenly: "What? You don't believe our Xiao family, do you think our Xiao family will default on their debts?"

The hooded man was very polite: "Fellow Daoist misunderstood, we didn't mean that, just doing business, we always ask for a guarantee."

Qiao Wan said coldly: Bail for them.

Xiao Boyu was so angry that his face was pale, but he couldn't do anything with this fierce and domineering consciousness. He took out a jade pendant from his arms and threw it out.

"Can this jade pendant of the Xiao family be guaranteed?"

The jade pendant fell into the palm of his hand, and one of the hooded men lifted his hood, reached out to wipe his eyelids, and nodded to the other companions.

——Looking at it with the pupil technique, the Xiao family crest on the jade pendant is indeed real, which is indeed only worn by the children of the Xiao family.

"Little Red Riding Hood" is still not at ease.

Xiao Boyu gritted his teeth: What do you want?

Little Red Riding Hood: "It's simple, please extend your hand."

Qiao Wan: Reach out

Xiao Boyu gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand.

A small black flying insect buzzed out of the hood, fell into the young man's palm, twisted his butt, and got in.

"This is a flying insect raised in our Heartless Building, which can track people thousands of miles away."

Xiao Boyu's face darkened even more: "You can rest assured now?"

"Little Red Riding Hood" immediately showed a kind smile on his face, and cupped his hands: "Of course I'm relieved. I'm sorry, I offended fellow Daoists. There's no way, you have to keep a few minds when you walk and jump on the road."

"When we get the spirit stone tomorrow, we will take out this worm immediately without delay."

Immediately, he put away the jade pendant and spirit stone, and waved his hand: "Go!"

On the surface, it was Xiao Boyu pressing Qiao Wan, but in fact Qiao Wan tied Xiao Boyu and moved forward.

The young man's face flushed with anger, and he had no demeanor: "I have done what you asked me to do. When will you let me go?"

Qiao Wan looked straight ahead without squinting: "The Great Hall of Light."

Now that Xiao Boyu is released, he will definitely kill people violently. It will not be safe until the Daguang Temple is safe. The Daguang Temple is guarded by monks who protect the temple. She does not believe that Xiao Boyu dares to kill people in Buddhism.

Just like this, I climbed the Jiuyue Mountain all the way and came to the gate of the Great Bright Hall.

The Daguang Temple is built according to the mountain, and its momentum is very magnificent and noble. It is closely related to the Dabei Cliff. Every day, many believers climb the Jiuyue Mountain and pay homage to the Buddha.

People come and go in front of the mountain gate, and the incense is strong.

Qiao Wan and Xiao Boyu are not the most special ones.

As soon as they arrived at the mountain gate, two acquaintance monks immediately surrounded them.

Xiao Boyu's livid face still had to squeeze out a gentle smile: "No need to bother, just wander around at will."

Qiao Wan quickly looked around the Great Hall of Light: Go forward.

The deeper you go, the safer it is.

Going all the way to the row of meditation rooms in the Daguang Hall, Qiao Wan stopped and asked Xiao Boyu to turn around and walk in the direction of the mountain gate.

One, two, three, four, five...

After watching Xiao Boyu walk out more than 40 meters away, her consciousness was a little unbearable, and the devilish energy gradually gained the upper hand.

Qiao Wan immediately let go of her consciousness.

A sense of slack-

The young man "Huo Ran" turned around and took a bow and arrow!

Xiao Boyu: Die for Lao Tzu!

Qiao Wan reacted a step faster, took a subtle footwork, dodged the silver arrow that flew in, and flew into a meditation room!

An arrow shot in the air.

Xiao Boyu: Fuck! !

In this instant of time, there were already monks protecting the temple.

"The important place of Buddhism, who is making noise here?!"

Looking at the empty flat ground, and then at the monks protecting the temple who were gradually approaching, Xiao Boyu took the arrow and gritted his teeth: I knew to hide in the meditation room, you wait for Lao Tzu.

She hid in the meditation room, clearly knowing that even if she was right, he would not be able to shoot arrows in the meditation room in front of the Dharma Protector of the Great Bright Hall.

Quickly glanced at the flat ground in front of him and remembered it in his heart, Xiao Boyu's face was gloomy.

The distance of twelve feet is estimated to be the distance that the consciousness can extend.

I remembered today, don't let Lao Tzu meet you next time.

Without seeing which meditation room it was, Qiao Wan randomly picked one with the window open, threw herself in, rolled on the spot, and the tip of her nose plunged into a faint wisp of sandalwood.

Look up.

I saw a clean and bright Zen room.

It's big enough and deserted enough, with basically no furniture and furnishings.

There was a futon in the center of the room, leaning against the wall, behind the wall was a large character written in full ink.

"break"

The strokes of the pen are cold and sharp, revealing a bit of abrupt meaning.

At this moment, there was a chatter outside the meditation room.

"Would you like to change your clothes, Venerable?"

Qiao Wan was startled, and subconsciously hid behind a plain screen.

The door creaked open, and two people walked into the meditation room together.

As soon as he stepped into the meditation room, one of them stopped sharply.

"Huh?! Demonic energy!"

A male voice that was as pure and oppressive as the sound of an ancient temple bell suddenly came down!

Qiao Wan opened her eyes wide, and her heart skipped a beat.

How could this level of refreshing voice sound so familiar.

The visitor raised his tail slightly and shouted loudly: "Magic! Who is here?"

The next second, Qiao Wan only felt a golden light flash in front of her eyes.

The screen in front of him was drawn by the Buddha's light, and it burst open, and the paper was torn apart.

In the swirling fabric, Qiao Wan raised her head a little stiffly.

What caught my eye was a Buddha.

This high and noble voice.

This navy blue hair, blue cassock cuffs, and 1,080 Sapindus beads.

And this solemn treasure.

His brows and eyes are bright and sharp, like the light from the thin red blade, opening up the beautiful colors.

Fo Guang didn't give her half face, and the force went straight to Qiao Wan.

Before he could think about it, Qiao Wan rolled on the ground subconsciously, just dodging the golden light.

"pat"

A book of words immediately fell out of the jacket.

A few big red characters were written brightly on it.

"My fiery night with Venerable Miaofa"

The Buddha's fierce and powerful offensive stopped for a while, and his majestic but inviolable gaze subconsciously fell on the book of words, and then fell on Qiao Wan's face.

With the fierce and threatening gaze of the Buddha.

Joey:  …