The young monk has returned to secular life

Zhizun's robes gradually swelled up, and a semicircular golden light rose behind his head.

The Buddha's light suddenly appeared.

Solemn and holy.

At this moment, a crack appeared in the night sky, and white light and shadow sprinkled through the crack, shining on Zhizun's forehead, flashing away.

The night sky fell into darkness again.

"Old bald donkey, you have really entered the earthly immortal realm."

A familiar voice came from the darkness: "However, I am afraid you don't have the luck to enter the fairyland."

Yi Zhen looked up and saw that it was an old acquaintance.

The short and fat man who escaped is back again.

He was seen holding a whisk in his hand and with his hair tied up in a bun, looking like an immortal.

He sneered, "Shorty, fat man, you really are unrepentant."

"The fact that you were able to escape last time was already a great blessing from heaven and earth."

"You still dare to come back?"

The short and fat man looked at Yi Zhen, his eyes full of jealousy.

This time he took advantage of Zhizun's opportunity to activate Tianhen and came down to the mortal world again, and he was forced to do so.

If he wins, he will have a chance to enter the fairyland again.

If you lose, your chance of becoming an immortal will be completely over.

The one who caused all this was the little bald donkey in front of him.

"Little bald donkey, I haven't come to settle accounts with you yet, but you are so eager to die."

"Well, I will let you have a taste of what it feels like to be worse off than dead."

He waved lightly, and the whisk in his hand wrapped around Yi Zhen like thousands of strands of black hair.

At the same time, the Four Symbols Demon Subduing Formation was activated at the same time, restraining Zhizun's guardian.

This short and fat guy has now descended to the mortal world in the form of an immortal, which is certainly different from the last time when he came to the mortal world through a shell.

What he displayed was genuine magic.

Zhizun wanted to rescue Yi Zhen, but his hands and feet were tied by the Four Symbols Demon Subduing Formation.

Seeing this, Mei Chaofeng was about to activate Tianhen again to become an earthly immortal to deal with the short and fat man.

Yi Zhen stopped her in time.

"Master's wife, you can't do that."

"If you trigger the Heavenly Mark, it is very likely that someone else will use it to descend to the lower world again, which will be even more troublesome."

"Leave this short and fat guy to me."

Seeing that he spoke so easily, Mei Chaofeng did not force a breakthrough again.

The short and fat man's whisk had already wrapped around Yi Zhen's body.

"Little bald donkey, aren't you awesome?"

"Why aren't you arrogant anymore?"

"You said you were a basketball expert. Now I will let you experience what 'The Joy of the Heavenly Wheel' is!"

He gently swung the whisk in his hand, and then spun it violently in the air.

"Little bald donkey, how does it feel to be dizzy?"

"Isn't it great?"

"If that's not exciting enough, I can throw the whisk even further, letting you experience the feeling of a 'Sky Flying Wheel'."

"Ha ha……"

The feeling of revenge is so addictive.

He wanted to transform his cruelty when he came to the mortal world into torture for Yi Zhen. Only in this way could he eliminate the hatred in his heart.

However, he gradually felt that something was wrong.

"what?"

"Why doesn't he beg for mercy?"

"Even if it's just a shout, it would be nice."

"There's no interaction at all. I'm the only one enjoying it. It's not fun at all."

He wanted to take back the whisk and then change his posture to have some fun.

But suddenly he discovered that only a stick was left of his whisk.

"what's the situation?"

"My whisk... why is it hairless?"

His whisk is a magical weapon.

The hair is also fairy hair.

It's impossible to tear it off.

Could it be that little bald guy's doing?

Oh no, how could I forget that he is from the Holy Heavenly Buddha Kingdom?

He must have some Buddhist weapon that can deal with immortal weapons.

Careless.

He gritted his teeth and turned around half a circle, and found Yi Zhen standing behind him, holding a pair of large golden scissors in his hand, smiling at him.

There were fairy hairs scattered all over the ground under his feet.

"Shorty, fat man, where are you looking for hair?"

The short and fat man looked at Yi Zhen's arrogant appearance and was so angry that his liver hardened.

"Little bald donkey, you destroyed my immortal weapon. Today, I will fight you to the death!"

"Take my magic stick!"

Only half of the whisk was left, and the stick was also made of fairy wood, so it could still kill people.

Just as he was about to hit Yi Zhen's head with the charlatan, and just as he was secretly rejoicing, he suddenly stopped abruptly and was left hanging in the air.

"This……"

Oh no, oh no, Immortal Emperor, why did the immortal magic fail?

"Little bald donkey, how can a mere mortal like you break the immortal spell?"

"This doesn't conform to the laws of immortality."

Yi Zhen chuckled: "The more amazing things are yet to come."

He blinked his eyes gently, and the magic stick that was just floating in front of him suddenly flew in front of the short and fat man.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Even an immortal body would be afraid of pain if it encounters a charlatan.

In a few moments, the once-immortal appearance turned into a man with disheveled hair and tattered clothes.

"stop fighting."

"stop fighting."

"It hurts so much that I'm dying..."

“Why does it hurt so much!?”

"This doesn't conform to the laws of immortality."

Yi Zhen was secretly delighted. The magic weapon plus the energy of the five elements could indeed damage the foundation of the immortal body.

This discovery was so satisfying.

He wanted to use pepper wood and the energy of the five elements to beat Xianhe Zhenren hard to relieve his hatred.

Next, there is no need to waste any more time.

The Buddha's curse rises and the Holy Light Tower opens.

The moment the Eye of Samsara opened, the short and fat man truly felt the breath of death.

That is the fear coming from Nascent Soul.

“What kind of Dharma is this?”

"No!"

"No!"

"..."

Yi Zhen's Eye of Samsara did not stop.

The moment he shone his light towards the eye of the Four Symbols Demon Subduing Formation, the Four Symbols Demon Subduing Formation suddenly collapsed.

The might of the Zhizun Earthly Immortal Realm was suddenly released, sweeping away all the ants in the Supreme Realm like a torrent of wind and rain.

Before they could react, Yi Zhen couldn't wait to recite the "Earth Store Sutra".

Everything in the world is over.

There is also a wonderland waiting for him to explore.

Mu Yunqing's "Boundary"...

Qing Ling's clan feud...

Mu Tou and Xiao Jin's partner...

Meng Jiang's expectations...

The conspiracy of the Immortal Court...

The weirdness of the underworld...

These mysterious veils are waiting for him to unveil.

What a big pit!

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