Da Bong fights more people

"Go in!"

Xu Yuanhuai's foot slipped and he fell hard to the ground, hitting his head on the iron gate, and groaned in pain.

Song Tingfeng laughed: "Trash"

As soon as the voice fell, suddenly his feet slipped, he leaned back straight, and his head hit the wall.

As a master of refining the gods, he was not injured, but just rubbed his head with a dazed expression.

Zhao Jin frowned, looked at Song Tingfeng, and reprimanded:

"Fizzy."

Then he fell too.

"???" Zhao Jinluo looked blank.

He didn't understand why he, a fourth-rank martial artist and a master of Huajin, suddenly fell down when there was no obstacle or walking.

Zhao Jinluo immediately figured it out, looked at Zhong Li, and guessed:

"Is this a formation to trap criminals?"

The leading warlock in white leaned his back against the wall and nodded:

"You should be."

Then, the silver gongs and gongs pushed the cursing prince and Emperor Yongxing into the room. During the process, people on both sides fell down for no reason, either hitting their heads on the wall or hitting their faces on the ground.

Zhong Li was responsible for closing each iron door, and put his palm on the door to activate the formation.

Seeing that the matter was finished, all the watchmen, including Zhao Jinluo, pressed their backs against the wall, moved cautiously, and left the ground.

The warlock in white leaning against the wall said with emotion:

"Yesterday I was an emperor, but today I am a prisoner. Hehe, it is not bad to let these well-clothed princes taste the taste of being a prisoner. Otherwise, how would they know the sufferings of the world, right Senior Sister Zhong?"

Zhong Li was stunned.

She stood blankly for a long time, her eyes became brighter and brighter, and said anxiously:

"Go to Xu Yinluo quickly and ask him to come to my place."

The warlock in white didn't ask why, and nodded:

"Okay, but Senior Sister Zhong, can you go back to your room first?"

He pointed to the open iron door.

The iron gate can lock Senior Sister Zhong's bad luck, he doesn't want to fall in three steps, the body of a warlock is very delicate and cannot withstand tossing.

"Oh!"

Zhong Li turned around and entered the room. The moment the iron door closed, the warlock in white heard a muffled "crack". He guessed that Senior Sister Zhong fell down.

The warlock in white walked out of the ground, climbed up the stairs, and came to the bedroom where Xu Qi'an was temporarily staying.

He was about to knock on the door when suddenly he felt blessed and thought:

"No, the three rules of avoiding bad luck: Senior Sister Zhong can't stop talking; Senior Sister Zhong can't stay by her side; Senior Sister Zhong's things can't be touched.

"I was careless and almost forgot these three rules."

With this in mind, the white-clothed warlock silently turned and left.

It's better to relay Senior Sister Zhong's words to Senior Brother Song and let him be cannon fodder.

Si Tianjian, inside the Buddha Pagoda.

Bai Ji curled up on the futon, her voice was soft, and she said softly:

"Why hasn't my aunt come yet? Master, please let me out. It's so boring."

The old monk Taling opened his eyes and said slowly:

"If the little benefactor feels bored, you might as well study Buddhism with the poor monk."

When Bai Ji heard this, she immediately stood up and shouted:

"I am a monster, I was born to practice Buddhism, how can I learn Buddhism from you."

The old monk Taling gave his reasons:

"Only by understanding the enemy can we defeat the enemy. The little benefactor will learn Buddhism from me, and when I grow up, I will be able to find the weakness of Buddhism."

Bai Ji was stunned for a moment when she heard the words, she thought it made sense, and she couldn't think of a rebuttal in her little head.

Just as he was talking, the old monk Taling moved his ears, and then said with a smile:

"Your master has returned."

He flicked his fingers, and a golden light shot out, blooming in the room, and then Mu Nanzhi appeared.

She was wearing a lotus-colored dress, her face was haggard, and her eyes were full of exhaustion.

When Xu Qi'an left, he didn't take the Buddha Pagoda with him, and left it on the table with the Peace Saber, giving the Flower God triple protection.

After Mu Nanzhi woke up, she communicated with the pagoda spirit and was teleported in.

"Aunt!"

Bai Ji cheered, turned into a white shadow and flew into Mu Nanzhi's arms.

Mu Nanzhi caught Bai Ji, sat cross-legged on the futon, clasped his hands together, and said reverently:

"Master, I understand."

The old monk Taling asked:

"What did you realize?"

Mu Nanzhi was extremely devout, and she had a great understanding:

"Form is emptiness!"

The old monk Taling said with relief:

"good!"