Biography of the Immortals

Chapter 196 Is there anyone?

Feng Yun shouted: "We are here to fetch the baby!"

The little novice was slightly dazed, and turned into a colorful big fish again. He was about to fly away, but Yan Xi stretched out his hand and took it back, yelling secretly: "The password is wrong! That's not the answer."

Peng Yun also knew that the answer was wrong, so he said with a sneer: "The answer should be to come to worship the Buddha."

Yan Xi threw the colorful big fish into the stone wall again, and after wandering around for a while, it turned into a little novice monk with red lips and white teeth, come out, and shouted in a manly voice: "The people outside the cave are here to pay homage to the Buddha?"

Yan Xi and Peng Yun replied together: "They are here to pay homage to the Buddha!"

The little novice called, "Is there anyone?"

Peng Yun flew a sword in the chest, and cursed: "Go to your mother's personnel affairs!"

The little novice was pierced through the chest by the flying sword, and turned back into a big fish of seven colors.

Yan Xi sighed, and recruited it into his hands. Peng Yun knew that he was reckless, and hurriedly said: "Master, my disciple is wrong." Yan Xi said in his heart: "I'm afraid that if I enter the wrong password three times, the account will be locked." He said in a low voice : "Don't answer, wait for the teacher to come."

He manipulated it a bit, and the little novice walked out of the stone wall for the third time, and shouted loudly: "The people outside the cave are here to pay respects to the Buddha?"

Yan Xi covered Peng Yun's mouth, and replied, "I'm here to pay homage to the Buddha!"

The little novice called, "Is there anyone?"

Yan Xi took a lollipop and handed it to the little monk.

The little novice took the lollipop, but there was no response.

Yan Xi took some more gold and handed it to the little novice, but the little novice took it, but there was still no response.

Yan Xi took out a lot of things, even a chicken leg was stuffed into the little novice's mouth, and the little novice didn't move.

Peng Yun couldn't stand it any longer, and said, "Master, I'm afraid I'm going to send a magic weapon for human affairs."

Yan Xi scolded: "If the magic weapon is given away, and the meat bun beats the dog and never returns, wouldn't you cry to death?"

After thinking about it carefully, he took out his mobile phone, called up a few short videos that he treasured, and stuffed them into the hands of the little novice monk.Unexpectedly, this time, the little novice stared at the screen for a while, and was in a daze. After a video was played, he flipped his hands, and the phone disappeared, and shouted: "The almsgiver and my Buddha have a very close relationship. Present a volume of Buddha paintings."

The little novice suddenly had a scroll in his hand, and handed it to Yan Xi.

Yan Xi took the scroll, unfolded it, and took a look. Inside were female Bodhisattvas in thin Buddhist attire, each holding a demon pestle, a vajra bell, a glazed umbrella, a big sun banner, a Brahma bell, a dragon drum, a wishful dust whisk, and Bodhi Buddha beads... …

There are [-] in total, and their names are also marked on the scroll, named Shiba Luo Po Na, also known as the Goddess of Conquering Demons.

Yan Xi didn't know what this volume of Buddhist paintings was for.

The little monk handed out the Buddhist painting, which turned into a colorful fish again.

This time Yan Xi tried again, the Buddha Yin Lingyu flew into the cave and flew out immediately, without any change.

Yan Xi tried it a few times, and his heart moved, he handed the Buddha Yin Lingyu to Feng Yun, and said, "You have a try, disciple."

Cooking up his spirits, Peng Yun passed the "Personnel" level and handed the Red Flood Dragon Sword to the little novice.

Yan Xi wanted to stop it, but it was too late, the little novice put away the red dragon sword, and made the flying sword disappear, saying: "The benefactor is too murderous, and has no connection with my Buddha, and has no connection with the Dharma."

After saying this, the little monk turned into a colorful fish again.

Peng Yun rushed forward, hugged the colorful big fish, shook it fiercely, and shouted wildly: "You spit out my red dragon sword!"

"Hurry up and spit out my red dragon sword?"

"One sentence has nothing to do with my Buddha, no relationship with Buddhism, so I swallowed my red dragon sword. How can there be such a good thing?"

Peng Yun was about to go mad with anger, and fortunately, this Buddhist Yin Lingyu was a miracle created by the Supreme Buddha Dharma and could not be harmed by brute force.

Yan Xi persuaded his disciples with a few words, how could Feng Yun give up?But no matter how hard he tried, the Foyin Lingyu would not transform into a little novice.Feng Yun was competing with the Buddhist Yin Lingyu, when Yan Xi suddenly heard the sound of piercing the sky, he pinched a trick of invisibility, and the master and apprentice became invisible together.

When old man Nayun bestowed this spell, Yan Xi was still in the mortal legal realm and could not use spells.Nayun old man left a magic power in his body, which can support two hours of invisibility regardless of the number of times.

Later, when Yan Xi escaped from the clutches of Xie's siblings, he used it once, and left some time, but it didn't take two full hours.

Yan Xi saw a very simple young man with a thick face and coarse clothes, stepping on a futon, the wind and fire were turning, and flew over like a lightning bolt. When he saw the stone wall, he was overjoyed and took a spirit fish with the same colorful circulation , very skilled into the stone wall.

Not long after, another little novice came out and asked the same question. When it was time to ask for personnel, the simple boy took a hundred volumes of Buddhist scriptures and offered them with both hands. The little novice took the scriptures and handed out a flying sword , it is the red dragon sword that cooked the cloud just now!

Yan Xi hurriedly hugged Peng Yun, and said: "Be safe and don't be impatient, and look again!"

The simple boy received the red dragon sword, his face was full of joy, and he didn't go to take back the Buddhist music spirit fish. He rode the futon and flew into the sky, disappearing in an instant.

Pan Yun was startled and angry, and shouted: "Master, don't stop me, I'm going to get the Red Flood Sword back. That's my flying sword, how can someone swallow it for nothing?"

Yan Xi smiled and said, "Go! Pikachu!"

Feng Yun didn't even have time to ask what Pikachu was?Controlling the Jiuyin Guiyuan sword in a hurry, he chased it down.

Yan Xi knew that according to the story line, the apprentice couldn't catch up with the Fenghuo Futuan. Although it was futile to chase, why bother to stop him?

If Peng Yun killed that simple young man, he would also be relieved of his worries.

The simple young man just now was [-]% Sun Caining. According to the story line, he should have used another Buddhist sound spirit fish to open the Buddhist treasury, replaced the white dragon double hook with a hundred volumes of Buddhist scriptures, Long Shuanggou killed himself...

What a smooth storyline.

However, because of cooking cloud's random operation, he gave the red flood sword to the little novice. I don't know how the Buddhist treasure of Venerable Jiuyan works. He buckled the double hooks of the white dragon and gave the red flood sword to Sun Caining .

Yan Xi watched for a while, and Sun Caining and his apprentice Peng Yunfei released the black gold cassock in the direction where they were going, which turned into a black gold Buddha cloud, and collected the second Buddha sound spirit fish swimming in the air.

He was not in a hurry, he traveled back first, went to a few Buddhist supplies stores, and wiped out all the Buddhist scriptures in stock, and then came back with confidence.

He released the second Buddha-sounding fish, and sure enough, this Buddha-sounding fish also turned into a little novice, and he shouted: "The people outside the cave are here to pay homage to the Buddha?"

Yan Xi happily replied, "I'm here to pay homage to the Buddha!"

The little novice called, "Is there anyone?"

Yan Xi said, "Wait a minute!"

From the black cloth pockets, box by box, thousands of volumes of Buddhist scriptures were piled up like hills.

The Diamond Sutra, the Sika Sutra, the Sutra of the Past Majestic Tribulation, the Mahayana Dharma Sutra of Asking Saints from Heretics, the Sutra of Dale Vajra Is Not Empty and Real, the Sutra of Zunsheng Dharani, the Sutra of Panzhou Samadhi, the Sutra of Seven Dreams of Ananda, and the Sutra of Buddha The Old Woman’s Sutra, Flower Picking Illegal, The King of Buddha’s Award of the Miao Hua Sutra…

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