When Mingmei turned around, she saw a monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, who was the monk Panyang in front of the Buddha.

Pan Yang is a person Wen Mingmei is familiar with, he often wipes the lamps and often adds lamp oil to the lamps, and is the most fierce person who hunts down Wen Mingmei and Wen Zhitong.

He always thought that it was his dereliction of duty that caused the two to escape, so he chased after the two of them, and finally died under Wen Mingmei's sword.

When we meet at this time, it can be said that the enemy is very red when they meet.

Mingmei smiled, "The unknown Venerable arrived, and he missed the distance, the Venerable Panyang came this time, but is there something?" ”

"Exactly! The Buddha lost the light, Panyang lost his duty, the Buddha has forgiven his disciples, the past has passed, the Buddha still wants to see the two, and please go back with me to meet the Buddha. ”

Panyang's expression was neither humble nor arrogant, he said that he was not angry, but there was anger hidden in his words and deeds, and he obviously didn't want to speak.

Mingmei said lightly: "This seat is tired today, if the Buddha wants to see me, he handed over the post to Zijun Mountain, and this seat will not be gone." ”

Xuan Ke saw that she used this seat, and he thought that he was very displeased.

He said lightly: "It just so happens that this seat also wants to talk to the Buddha about taking away my Tongtian Peak Heavenless Sword, and my wife is waiting for the Buddha to come in Zijun Mountain." ”

"You're not going to see the Buddha?" Panyang is a former disciple of the Buddha has always regarded the Buddha as the first, and at this time, seeing that there are still people who disrespect the Buddha like this, this is obviously beyond her cognition, and he was a little stunned for a while.

Xuan Ke smiled. "When I was in Tongtianfeng, there was no Buddha in the world. If the Buddha wants to come, he will come, if he does not come, he will visit this seat one day to settle the old accounts. ”

Panyang was furious, and he couldn't swallow his anger at the moment, and immediately attacked towards Mingmei.

"Fairy Doom, you were the wick of the lamp in front of the Buddha, and now the Buddha doesn't care about the past, you go back with me, talk to the Buddha well, this matter is taken over, you and I will set off immediately."

Xuan Ke's eyes condensed, and he wanted to make a move.

Mingmei patted his hand and signaled him to be calm.

She jumped in shape, and the whip in her hand had been naturally drawn out and thrown towards Panyang. Panyang people were in mid-air, hurriedly recruited, and narrowly avoided to the side, others had just landed, and the second whip had already hit, this time he had nowhere to hide, and he was hit all of a sudden, and the whole person twitched in pain.

His eyes widened, looking at Mingmei in amazement, he thought that Mingmei did not go to see the Buddha, it was pampering and complacent, and it was a weak heart. Now it seems that it is really disdainful.

He also became competitive, wanting to see what Mingmei was capable of, and dared to disobey the will of the Buddha.

He also took out twelve points of his heart and spelled out all his strength, and wanted to fight with Mingmei, but he didn't believe that he would not be able to compare with a person who had only practiced for hundreds of years after practicing in front of the Buddha for thousands of years.

He reached for the bright whip, but he was almost hit through the palm of his hand, and the whip almost made his left arm fly, and this was when the other party did not intend to kill him.

He was finally beaten to the ground by Mingmei, and he was powerless to resist at all, so he could only hold his head and be beaten.

He was terrified, and he no longer dared to be small and bright.

Mingmei whipped and whipped again, until Panyang was paralyzed on the ground and couldn't get up anymore, she stopped and looked at Panyang condescendingly.

"You tell the Buddha that there is indeed an account between this seat and him that has not been settled, and it will be calculated another day, so let him wait."

Panyang spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling that the breath that was holding him was finally out, he looked at Mingmei's back and couldn't help but say, "What weapon do you use?" ”

He looked at the whip in Mingmei's hand with blazing eyes, obviously thinking that Mingmei was so powerful because the whip in her hand was powerful, not that she was powerful.

Mingmei looked at the arrogant Panyang, and finally understood why he had cultivated in front of the Buddha for thousands of years, but he still did not make any progress, and his cultivation only stopped there.

Mingmei and Xuanke left hand in hand.

Panyang patted the ground a few times hatefully, and the resentment and grievance in his heart were self-evident, fortunately he remembered the precepts, hurriedly meditated on his knees, and silently recited a few Buddha horns before calming the anger in his heart.

It's just that the wound on his body hurts badly at this time, as if there are barbs in the flesh, which makes him very uncomfortable.

He looked at the bright back and dared not speak angrily, he did not complete the Buddha's explanation again, and hesitated and did not dare to reply.

There was a slight fluctuation in the sky, and the face of the Buddha appeared in the sky, and Panyang hurriedly knelt down and listened to the teachings.

The Buddha said, "Come back." ”

Panyang hurriedly responded: "Yes!" ”

The Buddha took a deep look at the direction of the bright departure, his eyes were clear and peaceful, and he could not see the slightest joy, anger and sorrow.

Soon, his countenance vanished, and the sky was quiet again.

……

Azusa Jun Mountain.

Mingmei Xuanke saw Wen Zhitong and Wu Yangzi.

Wen Zhitong was intercepted by the people of the Demon Realm, but she was covered by the light shield given by Mingmei, and she was not injured, but she was inevitably depressed, and when she saw Mingmei, she smiled.

"You're back, I'm tired, you accompany Senior Brother Wu to talk, I'll go to rest, thank you Senior Brother Wu for saving your life."

Mingmei nodded.

Wen Zhitong went in a trance.

Wu Yangzi scratched his head and whispered, "What's wrong with her?" How do you call me Senior Brother Wu, she won't be ......"

He pointed to his head, meaning that there was something wrong with Wen Zhitong's head.

Brightly and indifferently glanced at him, Xuan Ke said: "Second junior brother, we haven't competed for a long time, it's rare for you to come today, let's compare together." ”

Wu Yangzi hurriedly begged for mercy, "No, senior brother, we only lived a good life after you left, I was wrong, you can spare me, but where did I say it was wrong?" What the hell happened to her? She used to call me by my name, how did she become like this this time? ”

Mingmei was silent. "It's just that I saw some things clearly, and I can't accept it for a while, and it will naturally get better after a while."

Wu Yangzi breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good." ”

Wen Zhitong was silent for a while, then gradually regained her vitality, and helped to rectify the demon world together every day, and her life was busy and fulfilling.

Mingmei looks at her well, and some news about the demon world no longer shy away from her, since she has let go, she has heard a lot, and knows the true face of Xunyue, so she will no longer be too obsessed with fantasy.

Since Xunyue married the princess of the Demon Realm, Mo Yan, it seems that she has not done anything to outsiders, but the Demon Realm has undergone earth-shaking changes.

First of all, one of the nine demon venerables of the demon world, Doro Demon Venerable, died suddenly, causing a dispute between Mo Yan and his younger brother Mo Xiao, because Doro Demon Venerable is a person with a demon face, and he has always been at odds with Mo Xiao.

Demon Yan suspected that Mo Xiao was dissatisfied that he had found a half-demon and half-god man, and wanted to challenge her authority, deliberately killing her Demon Venerable as revenge.