The fox fake tiger power reveals a simple truth: the fox is never a tiger.

Few people think that it also contains another meaning: a tiger cannot become a fox!

The dragon can kill thousands of ants by spitting, but the dragon can't get into the ant's nest, and if it wants to, there's only one way: become a real ant!

However, when it becomes an ant, it loses the dragon's liliang, and no matter how strong and proud it is, it is still an ant after all.

Ants' liliang is always limited, just like a fox.

Jusan Lang couldn't remember where he heard this sentence, or the story, but he thought he understood it very clearly, and it was right.

So he is not afraid of heaven and earth, and he is not afraid of immortals!

Every shijie has rules, and Thirteen Lang didn't understand the rules of this shijie, let alone master them, but that didn't prevent him from using them and using them well.

Thirteen Lang twisted Du Yun's neck and said, "This is the Lingjun you serve? ”

Du Yun's golden pill had died, the spiritual root had been destroyed, and the mana vitality had almost been exhausted, except for the souls that the Spirit Monarch had not had time to receive, or who were unwilling to disdain to collect, everything he had was exhausted in that sacrifice. His head was like a snake, his body was like a baby, and he was withered and shrunken like a zombie, and if he were to be weighed in weight, he would weigh no more than a fat goose.

At this time, he was already a complete mortal

His expression was demented and numb, and there was no luster in his eyes, and he still could not wake up from despair. Or a reluctance to wake up.

With such a he, where is it worth fighting, or torturing?

Jusan Lang didn't think so.

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Stretching out his hand to wipe off his spirit ring, Thirteen Lang threw back the one that belonged to Murong to her, unceremoniously took Du Yun's one for himself, and said calmly: "Now you, you can't die if you want to." ”

He beckoned to Chubby. Motioning, "Check it out." ”

Fat smashed his mouth, and reluctantly stretched out his long tongue, directly piercing Du Yun's dantian. Devouring the little darkness left of Zuihou in his body. Du Yun hissed and screamed, in order to raise the poisonous spirit as soon as possible, he had to be compatible with his soul. At this time, the poisonous root is abolished, which also means that his soul is incomplete, and thus he also loses the qualification for reincarnation.

Seeing this scene, Tong Qi, who had already woken up, almost fainted again, and his original angry expression gradually faded away, replaced by reluctance and awe; Murong Pei watched all this silently, although his eyes did not dodge, his palm was tighter than just now.

"Even Chubby thinks you're dirty. ”

Thirteen Lang's expression was still calm, and he said indifferently: "Don't worry, wait until you return to the sect." And you're suffering. ”

"Quack!" chubby shouted in protest, trying to prove that he was high-spirited.

"You are the same as me! You will be like me in the future! You use Murong, you ignore Tong Qi, you offend the fairy, you are remembered by the Spirit Monarch. You and I are the same kind of people, and the ending is destined to be the same!"

Du Yun finally came to his senses, crying and shouting, and his shapeless facial features were rubbed together, which looked particularly funny.

Thirteen Lang looked at him quietly, waiting patiently for him to finish shouting. Only then did he explain: "As a dog, you should have the consciousness of being a dog, and don't think about taking off the dog skin all the time, or trying to put dog skin on others. ”

There is no essential difference between these two ideas, both are wrong. ”

After that, he threw Du Yun's body to Murong's side like throwing a leather ball, and said, "Take him and go back to the sect with Tong Qi." ”

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"I'm going too?"

After a short break after the battle, Thirteen Lang didn't have anything to say goodbye to, and casually asked about Tong Qi and Murong's situation, and urged them to leave first. The two of them saw Thirteen Lang's solemn expression, and although they felt puzzled in their hearts, they still chose to comply. Among them, Tong Qi was intimidated by Thirteen Lang's accumulation of power, and he didn't think about anything wrong at all; Murong was more alert than Tong Qi, but at this time, when he was in turmoil, he didn't think about it. ...,

It is worth mentioning that neither Tong Qi nor Murong had the slightest impression of Shicai's so-called Lingjun appearance. It was as if it was a dream of Nan Ke, and after waking up, he returned to the real shijie, and he couldn't remember it at all.

Speaking of leaving, Thirteen Lang didn't allow them to say anything, and directly ordered Tong Qi to accompany Murong to return to the sect together; hearing this, Tong Qifang was secretly happy and worried, and he didn't notice the deep meaning of Thirteen Lang's words.

Tong Yi rubbed his swollen eyes, and said with a coquettish expression: "That, will it be inappropriate?"

Murong Pei was bandaging his wounds, and when he heard this, his hands trembled, and he almost tore off the remaining half of his ear. Tong Yi screamed in surprise and wanted to help, but was glared at by her cold gaze, and took back the steps.

"Senior sister...... Be careful......"

Murong snorted and turned his head, his petite figure showing a little weakness and loneliness.

She saluted Thirteen Lang and said, "Brother Xiao's kindness Murong understands, it's just that Murong returned to the sect this time to receive punishment, and if Senior Brother Tong goes, I'm afraid he will ......."

Her meaning was very clear, whether it was right or wrong, this matter was caused by Tong Qi after all, and the two disciples of the Narcissus Sect who had high hopes fell into this step, and it was very likely that they would vent their anger on Tong Qi. In other words, Tong Daguan's trip is likely to be a sheep into the tiger's mouth, and he may be swallowed by even the belt bones, and there will be no scum left.

Thirteen Lang didn't answer Murong's words, and said straight to Tong Qi: "Just say one word, do you dare to go?"

Tong Yi puffed up his chest and made a mighty appearance, not wanting to pull the few bones on his body that were broken by the collision, his face was in cold sweat, and he bared his teeth and said: "Dare, why don't you dare! Anyway, I am the one who is scheduled to enter the inner courtyard now, and they dare to ...... Tong Ye in the same way."

Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Tong Qi stole a lot of Murong Pei's expression, and found that she seemed to be indifferent, so he exhaled.

Proud and a little disappointed, he said, "Young Master let me go, I'll go!"

"That's fine. ”

Thirteen Lang ignored his praise, turned to Murong and said, "Don't worry." After you go back, just tell the truth, as long as the elders of the sect are not old enough to make mistakes, they will never embarrass you. ”

Hearing such assertions of strong confidence in calm, Murong Pei should have felt ridiculous, but she didn't know that at this time, she couldn't refute it, but subconsciously felt that Thirteen Lang was right.

Maybe it's the weakness after falling into the rescue. Maybe he was infected by Thirteen Lang's faith, or because of some other reason, Murong didn't ask why, and directly chose to believe.

Look at that and look into the distance. As if a young man who could hold up the heavens and the earth, Murong Pei's gaze was extremely complicated, and after a moment of silence, a trace of gloom flashed in her eyes. said softly: "Brother Xiao, please allow Murong to repay in the next life." ”

Thirteen Lang smiled and motioned for Tong Qi to follow.

Murong Pei didn't say anything more, casually put away Du Yun, who was shaped like mud, and turned around with Tong Qi, who was like a giant, with a pig's head and a childish child.

On the West Wind Ancient Road, two figures, one large and one small, gradually disappeared and disappeared into the night sky.

Seeing the figures of the two disappear between heaven and earth, Thirteen Lang slowly turned around, looked down at the Tianxin toad, and said, "Are you afraid?"

"Quack!" Chubby waved his paws. Flaunt your might in the air.

"It's good not to be afraid. ”

Thirteen Lang patted its head, then straightened its clothes, and then raised his voice and said, "Great monk, please come out." ”

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The chains dragged on the rubble, and a spark went straight forward. The old monk's thin body appeared in the field of vision, as if a peak was moving on the ground.

Until he walked ten zhang in front of Thirteen Lang, the old monk stopped and slowly raised his head. ...,

His face was calm and slightly sad, as if he had encountered something extremely difficult to understand, and he was facing the eyes of Thirteen Lang. The old monk's eyes were pure and compassionate, and he said with pity: "It's a pity, it's sad. ”

When the old monk walked over, Shisanlang had been waiting calmly in place, his eyes were even somewhat similar to the old monk, and there was a look of compassion in his purity. Hearing him sigh at this time, Thirteen Lang couldn't help but be a little curious, and said, "Why did the master say this?"

The old monk said: "Xiaoyou has a benevolent heart, but it is a pity and pathetic to become a demon with one heart. ”

Thirteen Lang thought for a while and said sincerely: "Dare to ask the master, what is a demon?"

The old monk replied seriously: "Disturb the way of heaven, confuse the world, and treat the world and the bitter sea as demons. ”

Thirteen Lang was greatly relieved and said, "Thank you for your advice, I haven't done any of the things you said. ”

The old monk said: "If you don't do it now, it doesn't mean you won't do it in the future." ”

Thirteen Lang smiled, and his tone was slightly sarcastic: "Judging the crime by unknown things, the Buddha Gate is really powerful." ”

The old monk sighed and said: "The Dharma is boundless, it is an indisputable fact, and besides, how can Xiaoyou quibble about killing Buddhist disciples." ”

Thirteen Lang didn't distinguish anything, and said, "Dare to ask the master, among the disciples of Buddhism, is there anyone who should be killed?"

"What Xiaoyou said is that there are tens of millions of Buddhas in the world, and it is inevitable that there will be people who are confused. ”

The old monk's face became more and more sad, his voice was still calm and firm, and he said lightly: "However, the master and nephew are no longer among them, and the little friend should not excuse himself." ”

Thirteen Lang frowned slightly, and asked suspiciously: "Since this is the case, why did the master say these words to me? Why didn't he directly take action to subdue demons and subdue demons?"

The compassion in the old monk's eyes became even worse, and he said with pity: "The Buddha crosses the world, even if it is a demon, he should be given the opportunity to be good." If you can return to the pagoda with me, the old man guarantees that after a hundred years, the little friend will be able to understand the Buddha's principles and be proficient. ”

"Benevolence, righteousness, virtue and love, master, are you sure you are talking about me?"

Thirteen Lang raised his hand and touched his nose, so ashamed, so happy, so fluttering and unknowing.

The old monk heard his ridicule, but he didn't get angry because of this, and said calmly: "Xiaoyou is for the sake of benevolence, for the sake of benevolence, for the sake of helping the junior and younger brothers, for the sake of righteousness, for the sake of making spiritual talismans for the students to study, and for the sake of refusing to go to the official and persuading Murong to leave, these two lines can be called love." With such talent and such a heart, how could the old man make a random move regardless of right and wrong. ”

Shisanlang was dumbfounded when he heard this, and secretly thought to himself that such a character would not be a political commissar and a secretary, wouldn't he bury talents

"Since I have so many advantages, why don't you discuss it, how about we go back to our respective homes?"

With a look of admiration and admiration on his face, Shisanlang put on the most sincere posture and said seriously: "Master, don't worry, in the future, the younger generation will be successful in cultivation, and I will definitely go to that tower to visit your old man's house, how about it?"

The old monk looked at him calmly, neither angry nor agreeing, as if facing a naughty child.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Shisanlang sighed helplessly, and said in disappointment: "It seems that there is no play." ”

Turning around, he shouted into the wilderness: "You three have watched separately, the stage has been set up, why don't you hurry up and appear!"

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