Step Back! Master is Here!

"what!"

Jairus smiled, "Monk, don't make yourself wrong."

Bright people can see this rich state, do not know whether it is a monk's liar, has nothing to do with this superb white-haired monk.

Why should this white-haired monk jump out and be a good man?

It is not so useful to take out the compassion of your family.

Behind Jie Luzhi, the "Old Man of Wujinzhang Tang" touched Lu Zhi subtly, and when he turned back, he gave a look.

Jie Luzhi revealed the meaning of inquiry.

老 The ingenious Tang surname nodded slightly.

"Well, since the mage is interested in degree, then we will open our eyes?" Lu Zhigai said.

"Thank you donor." Tang Luo put one hand on his chest, nodding slightly.

The two families returned the rich monk and threw it to Tang Luo.

富 The rich monk's movements are quite flexible. He rolled on the spot and knelt down on the ground: "Thank you Master!"

"Thank you son Lu!"

"I was wrong! I will never dare again!"

After I said, I had to run.

"Wait." Tang Luo said, blocking the rich monk, "the poor monk has not been saved yet, let the little master repent."

He obviously looks a lot younger, but it is strange to call this white fat rich monk a little master.

"Master, I repent! I really know something wrong!"

The monk with a rich state fell on his knees again, tears came, and Xi Si was flowing, crying.

I was so sad when I heard it, and wept when I saw it.

But his heart was roaring and swearing.

I have decided, and will leave for the Kong family later.

I sold Lu's information.

"Little Master." Tang Luo reached out and stroked the rich monk's dog's head. "Have you ever repented, it's the poor monk who decides."

Twenty fingers gathered, clasping the head of a rich monk.

The rich monk was stiff for a moment, and the expression of crying and crying on her face was frozen.

"It's been a long time," Tang Luo whispered, closed his eyes, and meditated a few verses.

"what is this?"

He is not just Lu Zhi, everyone is aggressive.

This is the so-called degree?

What the hell?

This is obviously caressing the dog's head, laughing without saying a word.

"Old Tang ..." Lu Zhi looked at Wu Jinzhang.

Tang Jin shook his head: "Old age is not very clear, but judging from years of old age experience, this young monk is definitely not ordinary."

Jairus nodded.

Tang Jin traveled north and south, with rich experience and good strength, and was loyal to the Lu family.

Although he is a servant, his status in the Lu family is very high.

Even Lu Zhi, the prince of the line, respected him.

Although others can't see it, in fact, the degree has begun.

As soon as the monk in the rich state was caught in Tang Luo's head, he felt that he was being pulled away.

Consciousness detached from the body.

When he returned to God, he found himself floating in the air.

His body was hazy like clouds.

I still clasped my head.

He is the monk.

He was floating in midair like him.

He is just like his real body, compared to his looming body.

The only difference is the dim golden light behind my head.

Turned the white robe he was wearing into gold.

When I looked closely, I found that the monk also had a vague sense of transparency.

"" Soul Soul ", it has not been displayed for a long time." Tang Luo released his hand, his eyes showed the color of memory.

The so-called "Duhunjing" is a practice practiced by Tang Luo, which specializes in strengthening the spirit and soul.

While traveling west, Tang Luo traveled thousands of miles for the sake of the sun and grasped his destiny as soon as possible.

I walked down the ten-course route and only repaired the flesh.

极端 This extreme approach naturally has a big flaw in the early and middle periods.

There is not much defense against attacks that can bypass the flesh and against the soul.

As a result, there is a special method called "Soul Soul Classic" created by everyone to make up for the shortcomings.

After training to Dacheng.

He not only made up for the shortcomings, but also allowed Tang Luo to master a unique set of physical spiritualization Dafa, which he called "du soul".

He is a little bit like a "god out of my head" right now.

第 一次 The first mission at that time, after stepping out of the tomb, Tang Luo looked back because it felt a little familiar.

Of course, this is not to say that the special state at that time, or the state in which Tang Luo is performing his "soul".

He is just similar.

"Poor monk, this is beginning to save you."

Tang Luo smiled at the rich monk in front of him.

I slapped it in the past.

There was a cry of misery to the limit.

If a normal person yells like this, he will break his throat directly.

But this rich monk will not.

Because the spirit does not "break his throat".

"Very good, I still feel." Tang Luo nodded.

唯一 His only "non-physical attack" means is to save the soul right now.

Use your own soul to go to others' spirit (spirit).

How 揍?

揍 揍 揍 揍 揍 揍, just like normal.

Moreover, because it belongs to the "soul attack" relationship, the fight is particularly painful.

Rhenium is much more effective than conventional physicalization.

Tang Luo rarely persuaded the enemy to "put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the ground" several times.

The injury-free ceiling is now a “successful force”.

Shi Zhandu soul is nothing.

Well, it's time for the liar monk to "put down the butcher knife".

"Ahhhh! Master, I was wrong! I was really wrong! I never dare!"

In the sight of Lu Zhi and others, the white-haired monk clasped the rich liar monk's smooth head.

The two sides remained motionless for a while.

Then, the white-haired monk retracted his hands and folded his hands.

Quiet and peaceful.

With his actions, the immobile liar monk instantly cried like a newborn baby of two hundred catties.

Jairus swears.

No one in his life has ever seen an adult cry so "forgetting", as if to cry out of his soul.

In this cry, everyone can feel the sincere repentance.

He is completely different from the "scratching, pretending to repent" just now.

"Master, I'll spend my fortune now, give it to those in need, and then surrender."

The rich monk twitched and said intermittently, "If there is a day out, the ancient Buddha will be truly green, and he will never leave, repenting and atonement."

"Good."

Xun felt that Yulian had absorbed another merit from the meditation, and Tang Luo nodded slightly.

Who said that Master Xuanzang can only be physicalized?

"Lu Gongzi-"

The rich liar kneeled down at Lu Zhi again, almost throwing himself in the ground to apologize.

"Actually?" Lu Zhi was stunned.

到底 What did this white-haired monk do?

还有 The world still has such terrible and weird martial arts?

The look in Tang Luo's eyes changed directly.

After the scammer bowed his head, he slowly got up and stepped out of the courtyard.

It hurts, it hurts all over the body.

At this time, no one took care of him.

Everyone looks at Tang Luo, his eyes are as complicated as Lu Zhi.

连 Even the knowledgeable Tang Jin is the same.

"Cough--"

In the end, it was Tang Jin who broke the somewhat strange atmosphere, "I don't know the mage ..."

Everyone hasn't really introduced themselves yet.

"The poor monk Xuanzang, came from the east soil." Tang Luo said, "a little understanding of some ways to reduce demons and demons, and to open the photo.

"OK, OK."

Tang Jin laughed, "I have Xuanzang Master in there, I am afraid this matter can be resolved."

Whether you can or not, first blow a wave, Huahua Jiazi lift people, don't want money anyway.

Tang Luo said nothing.

Jairus returned to God and looked at the others and said, "I don't know how many of them are special?"

奘 The Xuanzang must not doubt.

I am a ruthless person.

But you can't let other people pass because of a ruthless person.

"Since Master Xuanzhang is here, then I don't need it." The middle-aged swordsman said without a word, turned and left.

The pace is rapid, and it seems that he is worried that a slow step will be saved.

I guess it's a liar like the one just now.

Speaking of which, these two are the best of the four.

I turned out to be scammers.

Balu Zhi and Tang Jin looked at each other, and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

The two people I left behind were martial arts.

One is good at double knives, and one martial art is on the palm.

I can also be regarded as a good player, but that's all.

Neither shows anything special.

I'm afraid it can't solve the problem.

Two people, the strength is not as good as Wu Jinzhang Tang Jin.

If a few people from the rivers and lakes can come to solve the problem, the prices of the Lu and Ding families will not be so high.

Rich is rich, but they are not wrongdoers.

Jairus to them directly put hope on Tang Luo with strange means.

The other two paid little attention to themselves and didn't talk much.

After all, Tang Luo has shown his own uniqueness ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ at most, he is a little unconvinced.

"Master Xuanzhang, don't know where you live now?" Lu Zhi asked Tang Luo.

"The inn," Tang Luo said, "I don't know if Lu Gongzi can arrange it. The poor monk has four followers."

"it is good."

Xuanlu to the big bag, arrange food and accommodation, this is what it should be.

I have four more people.

Trivia.

I asked Lu Zhi where the incident was happening, Tang Luo tried to look it up.

Sure enough-nothing was found.

In the evening, the people of the Lu family brought back to the inn, the four of them who were wearing bright clothes.

The twenty-five people ate the food sent by the Lu family, and the night fell and they got together again.

"Master, does this matter have to do with the task?" Han Guang asked.

"I don't know yet," said Tang Luo. "What about you guys?"

"This is the match here." Han Guang both took out the match.

The matches here are not like the real world, they are very small.

Is more like a small stick, with different levels and not uniform size.

Most of them are about the size of a finger.

Can be used multiple times.

In the city of Lu'an, this match is mainly sold by hawkers along the street.

The next day and night.

There are no special shops, but shops like grocery stores all have to sell.

As for the hawker, it is for men, women and children alike.

广 Han Guang, they deliberately inquired, and no hawkers had heard of the story of the little girl who sold matchsticks freezing to death on a cold winter night.

I have an old man who sells matches.

下 It snowed a while ago, slipped and fell to death.