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Chapter 663 The Venerable Golden Roof (seeking subscription monthly pass)

The Dunlong pile appeared so suddenly, no one thought that Jiang Zhou was "forced" to such an extent, yet he was still so calm, and there was still a treasure hidden.

The three golden rings flew out and locked Miaohua and Venerable Mi Tu on the pillar in an instant, which is even more incredible.

The two couldn't move, they mobilized the mana in their bodies, but found that the mana was empty, and their faces were full of horror.

The same goes for the others, looking at this piercing golden pillar, they were full of surprise.

What on earth is this? !

Three golden rings flew out, two came back, and there was one more, but at this time it was entangled with the big white umbrella in the air.

The golden ring wants to cover the white canopy, and the white canopy wants to cover the golden ring.

One advances and the other retreats, you come and go.

It seems that there is spiritual wisdom, who can judge the situation and wait for the right time, flipping around in the air flexibly.

From time to time, two or two strike each other, making a jingle and crisp sound, attracting everyone's attention.

Everyone watched the two treasures fight with rapt attention.

Even the dozen or so famous masters of the immortal sect stood still in the air with their hands tied, staring at him intently.

Now that things have happened, everyone can see that whoever can win today's dispute is afraid that it will fall on these two treasures.

If the white umbrella cover wins, then Jiang Zhou and Fa Hai may be doomed.

This golden pillar is like a victor in the flying ring. Judging by its power to capture Miaohua and Mi Tu in an instant, and to compete with the white canopy without losing the wind, those famous figures in the immortal sect may also find it difficult to parry.

With the temperament and style of Jiang's surname in the rumors, he will never let them go easily.

I don't know who else will die on the spot again.

The golden ring and the canopy are competing, and it's time to touch people's hearts.

Just two people walked to the gate of Jiangdu city.

One of them, tall and burly, was dressed in a red monk robe, but he was the king of the Dharma in red, the monk Fa Miao.

The other person was a very thin and shriveled old man.

His pale hair was like hay, loose and loose, covering most of his face, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly.

Beneath him was a giant black turtle as big as a millstone.

Each person and one turtle were covered with water plants, and many shellfish were still tightly attached to the turtle's back.

The black giant tortoise moved its four stubby limbs and walked slowly towards the door opening.

The Dharma King in red accompanied him respectfully.

It's just that his face was anxious, and seeing the slow speed of the giant turtle, he rubbed his hands violently in a hurry.

Regardless of the awe in his heart, he salivated with a smile on his face and said, "Hehehe, Master Uncle, why don't we take a few steps faster?"

"That fellow Miaohua, these years, taking advantage of your uncle's absence, you have been doing nonsense, making the monastery a mess, and it's getting worse every day,"

"Wonderful crimes, wonderful blessings, wonderful kindness, wonderful evil and others were forced by him to defect out of the temple. A good monk is not a good monk. He ran outside to gather together and mess around everywhere!"

"Is this good? If you can't offend the person you should offend, Miao Shan even risked his own life!"

"Right now, Miaohua still doesn't learn the lesson, but still messes around! Master, if you don't hurry up, I'm afraid that Miaohua will cause a catastrophe!"

The shriveled old man sat cross-legged on the back of the turtle with his head down, as if he was asleep, his body swaying with the giant turtle.

The Dharma King in red giggled for a while, and then he opened his mouth and let out a hoarse old voice: "Little Fa Miao, do you know where the word 'Zun Sheng' comes from?"

In the mortal world, the Dharma King in red is already a hundred-year-old monster, but in the mouth of the old man, it seems like he is calling an ignorant child.

The Dharma King in red didn't feel awkward at all, but was overjoyed.

This old ancestor is finally willing to talk to him!

"Also ask my uncle to enlighten me!"

"Victory is the most victorious, just like the Buddha who lives in the world, in heaven and on earth, he is the only one who dominates everything, past and future, there is no one who can win."

The old man said slowly in a hoarse voice, weak, as if he was half asleep and half awake.

But what he said was crazy to the extreme.

"Since I am honored and victorious, only others can't provoke me. How can I not be able to provoke me?"

"..."

The red-clothed Dharma King's face twitched violently and quickly a few times.

I have long known that this old ancestor is crazy, which is not bad. I heard that this old ancestor was in the temple, but he drank Buddha and scolded the ancestor, and dared to pee on the statue of the Buddha's mother.

He had a faint feeling that if he invited him out, it seemed...as if...it would be counterproductive...

When Jiang Yi Fawang was slandering, the shriveled old man with his disheveled hair moved slightly, and suddenly said: "Little green vine, hurting people secretly, bad luck and bad luck, it is easy to cause disaster, hasn't your lord taught you?"

"Shout!"

The giant black tortoise suddenly raised its head and roared towards one side.

"what!"

Hearing a tender cry, a green figure fell from nowhere and landed in front of the giant tortoise.

"Ouch!"

Xue Li cried out in pain tenderly, laying on the ground, but the moment she cried out in pain, she had already activated a secret method, trying to escape.

But he found that the mana in his body suddenly released, not to mention using the escape method, even if he wanted to stand up, he felt a little weak.

The shriveled little old man moved his fingers slightly, and something flew out of Xue Li's body, as if being pulled by an invisible thread, and landed on the old man's hand.

"Hanging to death?"

"Little goblin, you have such a vicious mind, using such a vicious thing to plot against the old monk."

"For Nvluo's sake, if the old monk doesn't kill you, you can follow behind."

The old man's voice was hoarse, like two stones rubbing against each other, Xue Li couldn't help but trembled in his heart.

Whether looking at his appearance or listening to his words, it is completely impossible to tell that this is a highly respected senior monk.

How can an eminent monk be so murderous?
Xue Li suddenly regretted it.

If I had known this monk's reputation earlier, I shouldn't have provoked him.

Blame that little bastard!
If he hadn't been able to cause trouble, how could she have provoked this old monster?

In fact, Xue Li only found out about this old man by accident, and wanted to plot against him. If it was successful, he would show off to that little bastard in the future, so that he would owe him another big favor.

Even if it doesn't work, she is confident that with her escapism technique, she can retreat thousands of miles away.

Unexpectedly, he just kicked the iron plate and folded himself in.

Thoughts were moving in Xue Li's mind, and her bright eyes rolled slightly.

The shriveled little old man no longer cared about him, the giant tortoise moved forward slowly with its stubby legs, and its body also swayed accordingly.

He didn't care about Xue Li behind him.

It seemed that he was not afraid at all that she would not keep up, let alone that she would run away.

This monk was too tall and unfathomable, Xue Li did not dare to disobey after all, so he bit his lip, stomped his feet heavily, and followed.

The Dharma King in red had nothing to say: "Girl, why are you bothering? What grudge does my uncle have with you?"

"Humph!"

Xue Li snorted coldly and ignored him, but her mind was spinning wildly, her eyes wandering, looking for ways and opportunities to escape.

At the same time, the sky over Dongting Lake.

The two treasures are fighting, and the winner has been decided.

The big white canopy is really extraordinary, and it must be an inconceivable treasure to be able to compete with such ancient gods as the Dunlong Zhuang.

It's just that the treasure is powerful, it also depends on the person who controls it.

At this moment, Miaohua has been bound, and one rises and the other rises. Only relying on her aura, after a long time, flaws will appear.

Seen by the golden ring, it suddenly rose against the wind, and put the white umbrella cover into it.

He was about to fly back to Jinzhu, but suddenly paused, wobbled, and then suddenly turned in a different direction.

Jiang Zhou was startled suddenly, and the next moment, he saw Jin Huan covered with a white umbrella, falling into a hand shriveled like a bird's claw.

"Xiao Miaohua, I can't imagine that I haven't seen you for more than a hundred years. You are becoming more and more incompetent. You can't even beat a mere junior, and you have ended up in such a miserable state."

The black black tortoise, carrying the shriveled little old man on his back, stepped slowly from the void.

Followed by the king in red and the extremely obedient Xue Li.

"Uncle, are you here?"

Venerable Miaohua raised his head on the golden pillar, and smiled as if nothing had happened, without a trace of shame, nor a trace of surprise.

"Uncle Master?"

When someone heard his address, he was slightly taken aback, his expression changed, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly exclaimed: "He is... the Venerable Jinding!"

"Golden Roof Venerable?!"

The others were also shocked when they heard this.

"The waves are surging on the top of Xumi, and the turbid sea is burned. Sit down the Yellow River and hold the black turtle in your hand. When the Buddha comes, he must beg for his life..."

"This is the golden-roofed venerable who said 'When the Buddha comes, he must beg for his life'?!"

　There is still more than 300 monthly tickets. .There is no hope, my heart hurts so hard I can't breathe...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)