Zhixing, as a disciple of the Four Ming Hall of the Fahua Sect, is an outlier among the outliers. It is said that before he became a monk, he ate, drank, prostituted, gambled, cheated, abducted, and deceived everything, and was proficient in everything. After worshipping the Lotus sect, he still did not change his old habits, but his Dharma practice continued to improve, and he became a bodhisattva a few years ago.

When Su Fu made a big fuss about Fahua, he was in a dead retreat and happened to miss the face.

He took two small followers, who were the first people to follow the five spiritual lights, and looked at the five people on the ninth floor with joy.

"Senior brother, do you know all five of them?" The little follower Zhijing looks like a tiger, and when he looks at it, he has a feeling that his brain is not very bright.

"Of course. When Zhixing heard this, he was idle, and he suddenly became energetic, and his eyebrows fluttered and he was ready to start blowing nonsense, "I want to ...... back then"

"I think when they were famous, the senior brother didn't know what kind of baby he had cast, and he was rolling in the sea of suffering. Another little follower, Zhiqing, has clear eyebrows, looks more clever, and loves to dismantle the stage, mercilessly debunking his true face.

Of course, in exchange for a fierce burst of Zhixing: "Don't interject when Lao Tzu speaks." ”

"If you don't interject, you're going to have to talk endlessly, and your ears will be calloused. Zhiqing grinned in pain, but he didn't show weakness. "However, if you can give me a hundred white jades, I will not hear anything. ”

"Money-hungry guy!" Zhixing was so angry that his eyebrows straightened up, his eyes rolled, and he smiled, "Okay, how about taking you to a brothel to break the vows at night, and help you find an old and ugly woman as a sacrifice for you to say goodbye to the boy chicken?"

"When I came, the Lord of Yuanhui Hall repeatedly explained that we couldn't break the vows. Zhiqing said seriously, and then said a little shyly, "But if you find a beautiful girl for me, it's not impossible." ”

"Like her?" Zhixing smiled maliciously and pointed to the woman who suddenly appeared not far away.

This woman is dressed in a snow-white palace dress, with an unparalleled quality, and her face is as flawless as white jade, exquisite and exquisite. But the faint terrifying aura on his body seems to be announcing the signal of "don't enter the living, otherwise you will bear the consequences".

Zhiqing looked over, first happy, and then his face turned pale: "Why is she here, is it an illusion? Senior brother, pinch me......

Then a huge momentum struck him in the face, not only him, but the three of them let out a miserable scream, and retreated to the seventh layer in embarrassment before they could get rid of the pursuit of the terrifying momentum.

"Let you talk nonsense!" Zhixing was another burst.

"It's obvious that you killed you, senior brother!" Zhiqing said aggrievedly.

Zhixing had a rogue expression of "I just beat you for some reason, what can you do with me": "If it weren't for you, would we lose the theater throne?"

At this time, most of the monks who followed stopped at the seventh floor, because the woman in the snow-white palace costume used her momentum to occupy the eighth layer of Baizhang space, more than 100 zhang, and it was not clear to watch the battle, and it was even more unpleasant to be separated by a layer, and the woman quickly became a thorn in everyone's eyes.

"Ye Xuanji is not a big deal, he has the ability to go to the ninth layer!" a monk shouted, thinking that he would be echoed by everyone, and he didn't want the people next to him to leave him like ghosts.

The monk instinctively had a bad premonition, and the aura in his body only opened a layer of shield, and he felt a heat on his body, and a huge force hit him from what direction, he let out a high-pitched scream, and was directly knocked out of the Tiangang layer.

And the woman in the snow-white palace dress did not move at all.

Everyone was suddenly silent.

Zhixing whispered: "Damn, this girl is getting more and more powerful, let's stay away from her." ”

Zhijing followed closely behind him and hurriedly asked, "Brother Adou, who is she?" Do you want me to teach her a lesson for you?" ”

Zhixing almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood when he heard this, and hurriedly turned around and sealed his mouth: "Idiot, you, do you think we are still gangsters? ”

"I see that the hall master has given you the wrong name. Zhiqing gloated on the side and said, "You shouldn't be called Zhijing, you should be called mentally retarded." ”

"You don't know who she is, let me tell you, her name is Ye Xuanji, and there are not 10,000 Buddhas and Buddhas who have killed. He grinned.

At this time, someone let out an exclamation and attracted the three of them. It turned out that someone rushed into the eighth floor, and was not repulsed.

Zhixing let go of his hand, and saw that it was a man in black clothes, with black hair fluttering unruly, standing ten zhang away from Ye Xuanji with his hands in his hands.

"Who is this person?" he pondered for a moment, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, "Demon Sword Luo Yu, it turned out to be him." After decades of silence, a comeback is really extraordinary. ”

At this time, the situation in the stadium could not be clearer. The five people with Xiao Wuji as the core occupy the ninth layer, and the two people with Ye Xuanji as the core occupy the eighth layer. As the five people on the ninth layer began to move, the magic sword Luo Yu on the eighth layer also seemed to be eager to try.

At this time, the monks who could enter the seventh layer were already able to be crowned with the word "Yingxiu", and everyone was looking at the people around them, and they all believed that as long as they rushed into the eighth layer, they would definitely be famous all over the world.

But this was obviously not easy, several monks rushed in, and were forced to retreat, their expressions were a little gloomy, obviously this retreat is a proof of weak strength.

At this time, there was another exclamation, and I saw that the eighth layer of Gangliu was messed up by the wild momentum, and in the blink of an eye, three people rushed in together.

Zhixing squinted slightly: "Ji Xiuzhu, a wizard of magic, and Du Bangtian, the son of Shushan, are really a gathering of heroes now, but unfortunately if you offend that woman, you will definitely be targeted, otherwise you really want to go up and meet them." ”

"Senior brother, if you are not sure to say this, Ye Xuanji will not pay attention to you. Zhiqing said with a sneer.

"Why didn't the Demon Emperor come?" Zhixing didn't hit him, and after looking left and right, he groaned rarely.

"Senior brother, you haven't said who the other one is. Zhiqing was slightly surprised and asked.

Zhixing moved his eyes at this time, and saw that the man was wearing an elegant brocade robe, with a scarf on his head, and his bearing was extraordinary. Although the momentum on his body is inferior to that of the four, just by looking at his face, it can be seen that among the five, his cultivation period is the shortest.

"His name is Kong Wenju, and he is my senior brother. At this time, a man with a black mole under his eyelid leaned over and saluted the three of them with a smile, "Could it be that he is a master of the Fahua Sect, and he is in the Lower East Turbidity." ”

"Kong Wenju?" Zhixing's eyes flashed with surprise, "It is said that this person is a genius monk of the Four Ming Sect, when did he join the Eastern Capital?"

The Four Ming Sects are a small sect located along the coast of the Northlands.

"Sixteen years ago, the family teacher personally went to the Siming Sect to accept disciples. The man who called himself Liu Neng said with a smile, "Senior Brother Wenju broke through the Avenue of Immortality four years ago. ”

"I see, the heritage of the Eastern Capital is really profound. Zhixing also smiled and said, "Liu Daoyou obviously knows the poor monk, but do you have advice?"

Liu Neng showed an ambiguous smile on his face: "I heard that the master has a lot of experience with women, and he also wants to create the Joy Zen Method, but it has been shelved because of the many obstacles of the elders of the master's sect." ”

Zhixing's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly grabbed his hand: "Could it be that he is a fellow practitioner?"

"Senior brother, Senior Brother Youzhao also went up. At this time, Zhiqing caught a glimpse of a familiar figure and immediately spoke.

Zhixing looked over and said sourly: "If Fahe hadn't opened a small stove for him, how would he have realized the fourth origin!"

On the eighth floor, the person who was called the ghost photo was a young monk, although he was wearing a robe, he could not hide his demeanor, and his eyes were full of cold arrogance.

"Master, look, how is that girl?" At this time, Liu Neng suddenly pointed to a girl who had just entered the seventh floor.

The three of them followed the prestige, and their eyes were straight: "Wow, whose girl is this girl like this?" ”

Zhiqing said excitedly: "Senior brother, for her sake, it's worth breaking the ring." ”

"Get out, is that what you can touch?" Zhixing pushed aside Zhiqing, who wanted to rush up, "Let Brother Wei go to say hello to her first, and you don't want to come over." ”

He rushed over: "Girl, stay." ”

The girl with the beauty of the country is Su Tong. She didn't expect that it was just one step late, and there were already so many people. Seeing Ye Xuanji's figure again, I was overjoyed, I wanted to rush forward, but I didn't want to be stopped by a monk, and I was suddenly a little angry:

"Why are you monks blocking my way, it doesn't make sense. ”

Zhixing said with a smile: "Little monk Zhixing, seeing that the girl is alone, she urgently needs a competent flower messenger, what do you think of the little monk?"

"It turned out to be a flower monk!" Su Tong's thin eyebrows twisted slightly, "I don't need you to be courteous here, go away!"

"Hey, don't give your face to this little girl, when Grandpa Buddha turns his face, it will be too late to beg for mercy. Zhixing's face changed, and he said with a sneer, "If you know each other, just give Grandpa Buddha a smile, otherwise ......"

"Otherwise!" Su Tong stretched out his hand and stepped on the Gangstralayer with both feet, and the snow jade flying sword landed on the white and flawless jade hand. With her identity, there are really few people who dare to be rude like this, and when she gets angry, she doesn't have a domineering attitude.

She didn't see Zhixing's hand quietly twisting the law seal, and the ice spirit sword intent poured into the flying sword, but the monk didn't say anything inferior again, and he slashed him with a sword.

"Otherwise, Grandpa Buddha will give you a smile. Zhixing grinned, as if stunned.

Su Tong was stunned at first, and then there was a phantom flash in his eyes, and the other party's feet seemed to be raised, only to see that the Gangliu layer was broken as if it had been broken by the waist, and a strong qi tore through the Gangliu and rushed straight to the door.

She didn't think about it, and when she raised her hand, it was a sword. The Ice Spirit Sword Intent that had been stored on the tip of the sword for a long time erupted like water, turning into ice picks and hitting the opponent's several vital points.

The inexplicable energy was torn apart by an ice pick in an instant, Su Tong raised his eyebrows, and his suspicion appeared, but it disappeared immediately. Several ice picks pierced through Zhixing's body without hindrance like stabbing on a phantom, and then exploded dozens of zhang behind him, turning into a sky full of ice spirit sword qi, which frightened the monks who were watching the battle into a hurry, and when they finally dodged the sword qi, they all came over angrily.

Zhixing innocently dodged aside, waving his hand again and again to show that it had nothing to do with him.

More than a dozen or twenty Xuanzhen monks and above looked forward to coming over, and this full sense of oppression was absolutely unbearable.

Su Tong understood the plan.

"What, do you need a flower messenger now?" Zhixing laughed extremely hatefully.

"Wait, this is His Royal Highness Su Tong of the Demon Kingdom, who dares to do it!" At this time, another voice came from below, the sound came from far and near, and soon I saw a sword light rushing in through the obstacle of the sixth layer, but it was Li Shiyu, who was late.

Su Tong glanced at the person who came, and said in his heart, Is this person a pig?

Sure enough, a monk immediately sneered and said, "His Royal Highness Su Tong is amazing, Lingxu sent Zhao Youyan to ask His Highness for advice!"

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