The index finger of the cheek moved, and a ray of blue light flowed back and forth to hit the button.

Jing Yao secretly scolded your uncle, how did the lady move Jing Yao had no time to study deeply, and immediately respected the treasure bottle seal, which is the seal of the Buddha's six-character mantra mudra, resisting the invasion of external evils, and it is also the only way to guard the heart.

In the final analysis, Buddhism's magical powers are difficult to invade, restrain all evil tricks, and have a good resistance to illusions, but Jing Yao still has no bottom in her heart, the illusion she experienced not long ago can even deceive the mind, can the Buddhist exercises still keep their hearts?

The vigilant illusion did not appear.

The crescent moon jade swirled around and slowly recessed in, and after a while, a small boxy box floated out.

Jing Yao didn't touch it with her hands, she stretched out her spear and picked it up, her mind controlled the object, the box opened, and a parchment roll was neatly folded inside, the tip of the spear trembled slightly, and the parchment roll jumped out of the box with a snort and spread it out.

The beginning of the parchment scroll is written in black ancient seals: The Ocean of Stars, and further down is a dense map of the distribution of galaxies, each star with detailed annotations, but the specific text is not clear.

But it was so hidden that Jing Yao knew with her toes that it was not a mortal thing, and she happily put away the galaxy distribution map in the middle.

Just as he was about to leave, two familiar figures broke in, their expressions playful, a little hideous and a little angry, and the curvature of Jing Yao's mouth continued to expand.

There are not many people who can recognize Jing Yao with a mask, and coincidentally, the two figures that appear have seen Jing Yao after the disguise.

Looking at Jing Yao, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, just like the kind of cordial greeting sent by old friends when they met, Sun Chengbi's eyebrows jumped, the little slut is still as hateful as ever, he has been missing for thirty years, and he is really not dead, but Lao Tzu is about to be tortured by you and go crazy......

Qin Chaoran and Sun Chengbi stumbled into the path chosen by Jing Yao by mistake, and when they saw the hole in the wall, they walked in to see if there were any hidden treasures or anything like that, but they didn't see the treasures, but they saw the enemy who was thinking about it and wanted to peel it off, cramp and crush the bones.

Jing Yao smiled: "I haven't seen you for a long time, your cultivation has improved very quickly......

Seeing that Jing Yao was still smiling, Sun Chengbi roared, like a wounded beast, why are you so embarrassed to say it, Lao Tzu is now being harmed by you, you don't want to eat, you still dare to say cool things?

It was rare for Qin Chaoran to respond with a smile: "Yes, it's a little involuntarily fast...... It's rare to see each other, how about relieving us of the drug?"

Jing Yao smiled sweetly: "Your straightforward request reminds me of the frankness of childhood, which was full of innocence at that time......"

Listening to Jing Yao's words left and right, Sun Chengbi's face became more and more gloomy, but Qin Chaoran listened seriously and agreed: "Childhood is indeed worth remembering...... So what do you mean?"

Jing Yao said: "It's a pity that I am no longer innocent, so I refuse your proposal." ”

"I can't help you. Sun Chengyi shouted angrily: "Qin Chaoran, we will join forces to take her, we must not let her escape, compared to the illusory treasure medicine, forcing her to detoxify can be done once and for all." ”

Qin Chaoran frowned, not particularly agreeing with Sun Chengbi's proposal.

The other party is no longer the little girl who could be bullied at will thirty years ago or even forty years ago, even if she cultivated to be a cut above the other party thirty years ago, Qin Chaoran was not sure to win and take down the person.

Now it seems that Jing Yao's whole body is full of jade, thick but not strong, pure but not mixed, and it is clear that it has reached a realm where it can compete with them, and it is not easy to take down people.

Jing Yao sneered and said: "I finally understand why Tianjilou made a cultivation of immortals back then, why did you rank the three wisdom of the Confucian Seven Sons Buddha Sect in the second echelon, you and I may not be an opponent when you join forces, but I want to leave, can you keep it?"

Sun Chengbi was furious, and he didn't answer, the star field opened violently, and the bright starlight fell one after another, and he went all out as soon as he made a move.

Qin Chaoran's brows furrowed even deeper.

Sun Chengbi's scheming was not under him, he shouldn't have lost his mind and fought for his life, Qin Chaoran retreated to the entrance of the cave, he didn't think that Sun Chengbi was Jing Yao's opponent, but if there was no result today, Jing Yao didn't want to escape from the entrance of the cave.

Seeing Sun Chengbi triggering the stars, Jing Yao smiled coldly, the star field that was quite tricky in the past is easy for Jing Yao now!

The spear swept, and Jiu Yan slashed out a sword light, bursting out with endless sword qi comparable to thousands of stars.

Sun Chengbi was shocked to find that the sword trick played by the other party seemed to be a mixture of Confucian exercises, when did the little slut steal the Confucian exercises?

Without waiting for Sun Chengbi to study carefully, the star field turned into star chips and fell all over the ground, like a goose feather snowfall, with a strange ...... Sun Chengbi suddenly thought that the little slut seemed to have an evil sect technique to guide the true yuan, and he couldn't help but sink his heart......

The star field was cracked by someone raising his hand, and the starlight that fell into the dust was interpreted into snow, and the falling cherry blossoms and ice were beautiful, and the ice and snow world had more fierce beasts with fangs, and the blue eyes reflected the white light of the ice and snow world, sweeping away Sun Chengbi like a river flowing backwards.

Sun Chengbi is also a Confucian master, so he will not be defeated in an instant, and quickly sacrificed an ancient book, surging and heroic, and suddenly the ice and snow disappeared, and he shouted in his mouth: "Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Frost Snow Ming, silver saddle shines on a white horse, sassy like a meteor!"

Between the singing of the poem, the sharp sound of breaking the air flashed through the meteor that shot like lightning, and in one fell swoop bombarded the fierce beast that was running like a rainbow, turned around, and shouted: "Two strong men of Qianqiu, Xuanhe Daliang City!"

Two phantoms walked out behind him, each holding a Danshu iron pen, his right hand was like a bow, and the iron pen turned into an arrow, and he shot at Jing Yao in no particular order.

Jing Yao poked out his index finger and lightly touched it in the air, the air trembled and rippled like water, and the pen arrow hit the ripples fiercely, and the space seemed to freeze.

Sun Chengbi shouted with a cold face: "The spatial transfer technique of the Wu Xiu vein......?

With these two words stuck in his throat, Sun Chengbi felt that he had suddenly lost his voice, and it was okay if the pen and arrow failed to penetrate the air pattern wall, but he was reflected back by Jing Yao's casual plucking, and the speed was more than twice as fast.

The two heroes of Qianqiu stepped forward to savior, and even the pen and people evaporated at the same time.

Jing Yao's figure quickly enlarged, and when Sun Chengbi looked at it, a slap the size of a grinding disc slapped his cheek crisply, and Sun Chengbi, who was a huge force fan, slammed into the wall on the left.

Qin Chaoran's pupils contracted for a while, Sun Chengbi's heart was impetuous, and it was inevitable that he would lose rashly, but he would be slapped on the wall after a few rounds of fighting, and it was estimated that it would be difficult to buckle it down.

He looked at Jing Yao seriously, clenching the clutch knife with both hands: "I don't want to fight you to the death, but don't force me." ”

The meaning of this sentence is obvious: I may not have beaten you, but the fight to the death, the victory or defeat is still undecided, if you give me an antidote, I owe you a favor.