Da Bong fights more people

After entering the pagoda, it is easy to be targeted by the masters of witch gods and Buddhism, so there is a strategy of spreading news and attracting heroes.

He hides among a group of ordinary people and keeps a low profile. Even if he is targeted because of the operation just now, people in the world can act as helpers, so that he will not be alone.

Seeing the Buddhist King Kong's compromise, the Leizhou heroes showed joy, their waists straightened instantly, and the decadent atmosphere was swept away.

"An antidote!"

Monk Jingxin looked at Xu Qi'an.

Xu Qi'an chuckled lightly, "Throw him over here."

Monk Jingxin put his palm on the back of the middle-aged monk, and sent him lightly to Xu Qi'an.

The latter stretched out his finger and tapped on the nose of the middle-aged monk, wisps of blue-black mist gushed out and was snatched back by the finger.

With the removal of the poisonous gas, the blackened face of the middle-aged monk gradually returned to normal blood, but he was still unconscious.

"After an hour, he will wake up. After a few days of cultivation, his body will recover."

Xu Qi'an threw him back.

Monk Jingxin took the middle-aged monk with his palms together, and then he led the monks from Sanhua Temple back into the temple.

Zhenfu General Li Shaoyun, carrying a spear, said excitedly:

"Master Yuan, let's go in."

Take a step forward and enter the temple first.

The crowd followed.

Passing through the main halls, the three parties quickly arrived at their destination. In the depths of the temple, there stood a huge pagoda.

At first glance, the white walls and black tiles do not look like a magic weapon at all, but more like a normal pagoda.

The only strange thing is that it is [-] meters high, but there are only three windows in the tower body, which symbolizes three floors.

In addition, the gate of the pylon is dark gold, as if cast in gold.No knocker, no keyhole, tightly closed.

The three parties gathered outside the Buddha Pagoda. In the silent confrontation, the local heroes in Leizhou frequently looked up at the sky, silently counting in their hearts the time when the Buddha Pagoda was opened in previous years.

getting closer, getting closer

Rumble!

The tower body vibrated dully, and the dark golden tower door slowly opened.

Everyone subconsciously looked into the door, but only saw darkness.

"Amitabha!"

Monk Jingxin clasped his hands together, bowed to the Buddha Pagoda, and walked into the pagoda first, with red and yellow cassocks dangling.

"Amitabha!"

In the sound of chanting the Buddha's name, the burly young monk Jingyuan and the first Hengyin followed closely behind, and behind them were nine monks and nine Zen masters.

Two Zen masters, one monk, and 18 other people have different levels of cultivation. Xu Qi'an took a glance and knew that the 21 monks who entered the pagoda were the competitors he would deal with later.

"Little bitch, you'd better not come in, or my aunt promises that today is your memorial day."

The charming and gorgeous Dongfang Wanrong turned her head and glanced at Wenren Qianrou with a smile.

The Dongfang sisters led the disciples of the East China Sea Dragon Palace and entered the pagoda.

Hearing this, Li Lingsu bared her teeth and grinned, her head hurting.

"Do you need me to kill this pair of sisters for you?"

Xu Qi'an jokingly transmitted voice: "Forget it, you've been hiding in Tibet all day long."

Li Lingsu shook his head hastily, and the sound transmission replied: "No, senior, you might as well kill me."

I'm just talking casually, two fourth-rank peaks, I can't kill Xu Qi'an, watching Yuan Yi and Li Shaoyun bring their subordinates into the tower, without hesitation, they entered the tower among martial arts.

"Let's go in too, let's go in too!"

The little white fox tried to struggle out of Mu Nanzhi's arms, but failed, so he had no choice but to seduce him: "Go in with him and play."

"Do you dare to enter the place of Buddhism?"

Mu Nanzhi glanced at the curious little fox who was not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf.

The little white fox thought for a while, and remembered the terrible legends about Buddhism that his fellow clansmen had said, weakly said:

"Yeah, I don't really want to go either."

With her head resting on her warm and soft chest, basking in the early winter sun, she said in a clear and tender voice:

"Aunt, what is your relationship with him?"

"It doesn't matter."

"Oh!"

The little white fox was immediately relieved, and thought that Mu Nanzhi was telling the truth, because such an ordinary woman was not worthy of Xu Yinluo.

Only a fox who combines talent and beauty is worthy of Xu Yingong.

"Does he often go to the Jiaofang Division?" The little white fox asked again.

"You even know the Secretary of Jiaofang?" Mu Nanzhi was taken aback.

"Although I have never been in a human city, I am well-informed. For example, human women often call women who are more beautiful than themselves vixen. In the human world, vixen is a combination of beauty and talent. symbol."

The little white fox shows off his knowledge in a serious manner.

"Who told you?" Mu Nanzhi smiled.

"My people."

This is very fox Mu Nanzhi murmured in his heart, and said with a smile: "In the eyes of human women, maybe the vixen is the most beautiful, but in the eyes of human men, there is only one most beautiful woman in the world."

"Who is it?" the little white fox asked.

"The number one beauty in Dafeng, Princess Zhenbei." Mu Nanzhi said with a serious face.

She originally wanted to say "Mu Nanzhi", but considering that this would reveal unnecessary information, she changed it to a more popular name.