Snow peak mountain, the moonlight is bright, frost and snow cover the earth, the end of the white, is the clouds and mist rising in the valley, the junction, it is natural, like a fairyland.

Monk Pulun sat cross-legged in the place of last night, shaking the prayer cylinder with his left hand, the sound of jingling bells accompanied by the sound of Brahmanism he spit out, with a sense of detachment, and two red and white prayer flags blowing whirring on the treetops.

A pure golden Zen staff stood in front of Monk Pulun, and the prayer bell on it buzzed.

The two teacups left over last night have been covered with a thick layer of ice and snow, and the Nine-Fingered Qin Demon will never wake up.

When Monk Pullen twisted a string of beads dozens of times, there was finally a slight sound of footsteps behind him.

Chen Fan is here.

He walked in the moonlight, and stopped more than a kilometer away from Monk Pullen.

The Sanskrit sound disappeared, and Monk Pulun slowly stood up and faced Chen Fan, "You are here." ”

"I'm coming. ”

Chen Fan replied, and then felt weird, just when he thought that Monk Pulun would say 'you shouldn't have come', Monk Pulun took a step, and the cyan monk's shoes stepped on the frost and snow, gurgling.

"The Ma family's Nine Aperture Heavenly Heart Lotus is in the hands of the donor, right?"

Monk Pulun seemed to be smiling, and the Zen staff behind him was still swaying like a wind chime in the cold wind.

"Yes, not only that, but the Taiyan Treasure Book of the Yi Clan is also obtained by me. ”

Chen Fan's face was calm, but in fact, he was secretly vigilant, and his divine sense swept dozens of meters around him, but he didn't find an ambush.

"Amitabha, since the Chen donor has admitted it, it just so happens that the poor monk has one thing to discuss with the Chen donor, it is better for the donor to give me two things, and the poor monk will repay him with a generous return. Monk Pulun twisted a Buddha bead in both hands, his eyes were clear, his cheeks were slightly dark, and his stature was slightly short and fat, giving people a sense of kindness and kindness.

But Chen Fan knew that under his compassionate face, there was a snake and scorpion heart.

"Generous retribution?" Chen Fan couldn't help but smile, "Old monk, do you think that if you say those words at night, we will still have room for conversation?"

"Amitabha, Chen Shizhu, don't talk too much, the poor monk asked you to come here, in fact, there is another hidden situation, the poor monk knows, the donor is the successor of the mantle of Sai Hua Tuo, Sai Hua Tuo had a wish, the Xuanmen is reopened, the poor monk can not only help you reopen the Xuanmen, but also make the Xuanmen lintel bright!"

Monk Pullen said that the color between his eyebrows was faintly visible, and his eyes became exquisite.

Chen Fan became silent, indeed, reopening the Xuanmen was his wish, and it was also a regret in Saihuatuo's heart.

The temptation thrown by Monk Pulun is big enough!

Seeing that Chen Fan didn't speak, Monk Pulun put his hands together, "The poor monk is the king of the Ming Dynasty of Dayin Temple, the Buddha has entered the world, and he will never die, and all living beings will be purified, and believers do not know how many mortals, and they will be happy to help others and help others......"

As he spoke, Pullen's voice gradually increased, and his voice seemed to have a special demonic nature, echoing over and over again.

The Buddhist beads in his hand are constantly rotating.

Unconsciously, Monk Pullen used a special magic sound Dafa, which was different from the nine-fingered qin demon's qin-based sound, he only relied on one mouth.

If you look closely, you will find that the golden true qi emanates from his mouth into the air, and part of the Buddha sound is transmitted to the Zen staff, and the resounding Sanskrit sound on the Zen staff is even more fascinating.

“...... Come on, give the Nine Heavenly Heart Lotus to the poor monk, come on, tell me the Taiyan Treasure Book, the Xuanmen that your master wants to reopen can be achieved at any time......"

Monk Pulun folded his hands together, like a solemn living Buddha, he didn't say a word, he didn't move, as if Chen Fan was in a demonic disease, his footsteps moved slightly.

"Zheng!"

A sharp blade suddenly appeared!

The silver moonlight tore through the earth in an instant, and a ravine spread from Chen Fan's front to the place where Monk Pulun stood.

The Sanskrit sound came to an abrupt end.

"Tuk!"

Monk Pulun held the Zen staff in one hand and inserted the end of the Zen staff into the ground, the cracked ravines disappeared, and the golden bells on the Zen staff buzzed.

Monk Pulun let go of his hand, his feet took two steps back imperceptibly, his hands were folded, and a pair of deep eyes stared at Chen Fan, "Lord Chen has such a strong concentration. ”

A sneer appeared at the corner of Chen Fan's mouth, "I gave you time, you don't use it to recite the Sutra of Death for yourself, but you use it to confuse me, you really don't know how to cherish it." ”

Monk Pulun stared at Chen Fan's gaze shrunk slightly, his frost eyebrows wrinkled together inadvertently, and after a few seconds, he made a movement that made Chen Fan extremely surprised, he suddenly stretched out his arm, the crimson Zen robe unfolded in the wind, his charitable face was twisted together in an instant, and an irrepressible murderous aura replaced the solemnity and solemnity just now.

Monk Pulun went from being a compassionate monk to a vicious Buddha.

"Hahaha, the poor monk knows that what purifies sentient beings, follows the good temptation, and the reincarnation of cause and effect, it is all false, and in the end, it has to rely on the poor monk's hands to catch people who do not respect the Buddha. ”

After Monk Pulun finished speaking, his hands were put together, and dozens of Buddha beads made a sound of breaking through the sky, seemingly out of order, but in fact, all the directions of Chen Fan's dodge were sealed, and several of them were struck towards several large points on Chen Fan's chest.

"Humph!"

Chen Fan didn't dodge in the slightest, his right hand was raised, his fingers were spread, and his palm seemed to have become several times larger, and the Buddha beads full of stars passed through his palm, like a mud cow entering the sea, and disappeared without a trace.

At the beginning of the Baiyun Temple, the monk Baoshan dealt with Chen Fan with a trick in his sleeve, and now a few months have passed, Chen Fan has used this trick at his fingertips, and dozens of Buddha beads have been pinched by Chen Fan like a play.

"Give you back!"

As soon as Chen Fan threw his hand, dozens of Buddha beads returned the same way, and the castration was even stronger, if he was hit, Monk Pulun would probably turn into a sieve.

But as the king of the Great Ming Temple, how could the evil monk who had turned Lingnan upside down be easily killed by Chen Fan with the same moves, only to see that the crimson monk he tied to his left shoulder with his arm was pulled, and the monk formed a funnel vortex, and all the Buddha beads were rolled in, which was roughly similar to the sleeve that Chen Fan had just made.

"What's in your sleeve?" Monk Pulun showed a hint of surprise in his eyes, and the muscles of his distorted face trembled slightly, "You Central Plains monks, the temple rules are so lax?

"Jingle bell!!"

The golden prayer cylinder suddenly sounded, and the hand hidden in Zen clothes by Monk Pulun slapped forward.

The warp cylinder cut at Chen Fan's throat like a hidden weapon, Chen Fan's left hand was raised, the silver knife light flashed, and the buzzing and circling warp cylinder screamed, slightly deflected direction, and flew over Chen Fan's right shoulder.

Chen Fan was a little surprised, this stinky monk's prayer cylinder, I don't know what kind of material it was made of, with the sharpness of the Shenyue scimitar, it was not split in half.

Airplanes!

When Chen Fan was in a daze, the prayer cylinder that flew out, the sound of Brahman, seemed to have spirituality, and it spun from behind Chen Fan like a boomerang.

(End of chapter)