The first Buddha in history

Strolling out, looking at Yan Chixia and Fozi, he said, "The two are the Taoist priests from Qingyang Temple, right? We are two mountains, and the well water does not interfere with the river water, but the two of you want to have trouble with grandma and me. No wonder I."

"You mutilate living beings and absorb the energy of men. Eliminating demons and defending Taoism is what we cultivators should do." Yan Chixia snorted coldly, and the sword in her hand came out in response, and the sword light illuminated the gloomy hall, looking upright full.

"Then we'll just have to see the real chapter under our hands, little ones, come on, the spirit of Taoist priests is much stronger than those of those stinky men."

"Yes, grandma."

The beautiful girls on the side suddenly showed hideous faces, and attacked the two of them.

"Xiaoqian, let's hurry up too." Xiaoyu said while pulling Nie Xiaoqian.

"Xiaoyu, what if they can save us!" Nie Xiaoqian whispered.

"Oh, don't be stupid. Didn't those Taoist priests in the past turned into bones? We missed it last time. If we don't catch up this time, it will be too late." After speaking, Xiaoyu's nails grew longer and she rushed towards Yan Chixia past.

Nie Xiaoqian bit her lip, got in among her companions, and didn't make a move.

The Buddha quietly glanced at it. Dozens of dharma seals had already been formed in his hands, and countless talismans flew out of his sleeves, completely surrounding the hall.

"what!"

A female ghost wanted to uncover the talisman, but she lost her wits as soon as her hand touched it, and there was no more left. The female ghosts present stopped immediately, and looked at the Buddha with horror.

"Are you a monk or a Taoist priest?" Grandma looked at Fozi in shock, uncertain.