Big Dream Master

"Amitabha, this female benefactor, the believers in the temple are already full, don't squeeze in." A greasy middle-aged monk shook his body and stopped sinking.

"This master forgive me. The little woman's husband looked forward to Master Jiang Liu very much during his lifetime, and always wanted to listen to his **** in person. Unfortunately, he never had the opportunity to come. Now the husband has passed away unfortunately, and the little woman brought his ashes. But his wish, he also asked the master to fulfill him and arrange a position close to the master for the little woman." Shen Luo raised the wooden box in his hand and said these words sadly.

"This way, the female donor should have promised for her deceased husband, but now there are many believers in the temple, and the poor monk is not good at breaking the rules for you." The middle-aged monk quickly glanced at the sinking body, and then immediately put away his squint. The look in his eyes said solemnly.

Shen Luo was angry in his heart, and felt a bit of cold. He wanted to sacrifice the dragon's horn and short cone to give the monk a hard look, but now he can only bear it. .

"The little woman also knows that this is embarrassing to the master. This is a small gift, and I also ask the master to be accommodating." He took out a cloth bag with a few pieces of fairy jade in it and handed it to the middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged monk heard the ding-dong sound of the jade colliding in the cloth bag, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, and he quietly entered his sleeve robe.

"Amitabha Buddha, since the female benefactor is so sincere, let's follow the poor monk." The middle-aged monk recite the Buddha's name and walked into a monk building next to the square with a sink.

After passing through this building, the two suddenly appeared near the high platform of Jiangliu **. This is a small open space. There are dozens of futons on the ground, most of which are already seated.

These people look at their costumes as wealthy people, and it seems that this place is a special seat.

Shen Luo was delighted to see that he could sit so close, thanked the middle-aged monk, and sat down with a futon.

And the middle-aged monk didn't stay here much, and quickly retreated.

After sinking and sitting down, he immediately sensed the movement around him.

Although the fox skin talisman is exquisite, he is not sure that he can really hide it from everyone. After all, whether it is Zen Master Hai Shi or Jiang Liu, the strength is very unpredictable, and it must be a quick fight.

Jiang Liu's strength is so strong that he didn't dare to rush the temptation of God's consciousness.

Although Shen Luo was useless, Shen Luo still had a keen ability to detect, and soon realized that there was no one around to watch, and immediately prepared to do it.

"...Such as saying, one phase and one taste, the so-called liberation phase, separation phase, extinction phase..." The sound of the river flow came from the treasure tent on the high platform.

"Huh! This voice seems a bit wrong." Shen Luo's eyes suddenly flashed.

There was a slight difference between this ** voice and the voice of Jiang Liu he had heard before. If there was no reminder from Gu Hualing, he would not have noticed it.

Shen Luo was suspicious, but couldn't think of the reason for a while, so he didn't think much, turned his hand and took out five talisman, it was the Qingfeng Breaking the Barrier Talisman, and quietly crushed it.

The void near the high platform suddenly burst into blue light, and a group of cyan whirlwinds tens of feet high was out of thin air, like a huge tornado, making a whistling sound, and swept across the treasure tent on the high platform.

The treasure account immediately trembled violently and was about to be scraped away.

But at this moment, a group of bright golden light shot out from the treasure tent, and instantly turned into a big golden hand, firmly holding the swaying treasure tent from above to prevent it from being swept away by the blue whirlwind.

However, before he could do anything else, a golden broken cone flew in swiftly, and instantly reached the golden hand.

Under the radiance of the golden short cone, it turned into countless bowl-sized golden cone shadows, hitting the golden hand like a torrential rain, making a harsh and sharp howling sound.

The big golden hand was instantly pierced by countless cone shadows, turning into golden fireflies and floating away.

Without the big golden hand to protect it, the treasure tent below was naturally also shredded by the golden cone shadow behind it, drifting away in the wind, revealing the situation below.

A series of upheaval, the rabbits flew up and down, as fast as lightning, and other people realized what had happened at this moment.

Shen Luo looked at the high platform intently, and the whole person was stunned.

I saw two little monks sitting on the high platform. One of them was the river stream, and the other was not someone else but Chan'er.

"...How to think, how to think, how to practice, how to obtain..." Chan'er seemed to have not noticed the drastic changes around him, and was still shaking his head.

"This..." When everyone in the audience saw this scene, they were all stupid and couldn't believe the scene in front of them.

There is no need for anyone to explain, everyone knows what's going on.

"You actually used Chan'er to *** for you. No wonder every time you use a treasure tent to cover your figure, deceive the world and steal your name, and be reincarnated in vain!" Shen Luo suddenly got up and shouted sharply.

He finally understood why Gu Hualing told him not to invite Jiang Liu, because it turned out that Chan'er was the real one.

And Jiang Liu is unwilling to go to Chang'an, probably not because of some devilishness~www.ltnovel.com~ but he will not get mad at all.

The believers in the audience were in an uproar when they heard the words.

Although they also understood that Master Jiang Liu was cheating, their usual respect for Master Jiang Liu prevented them from questioning loudly.

"Who are you? How dare you do anything to me!" Jiang Liu suddenly got up, furious.

A weird red appeared on his face, and his eyes shot out two screams of blood that were several inches long. It looked like a monk, and he was clearly a demon.

"Jiang Liu, the devil blood on your body is breaking out again? I'll read the Fu Mo Sutra for you, don't be impulsive." Chan'er next to him also noticed the dramatic changes around him and got up, seeing the situation of Jiang Liu. Said hurriedly.

"Go away!" Jiang Liu waved his sleeves, and a violent air current shook Chan'er away.

Chan'er had no cultivation ability, and vomited a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

Shen Luo saw this scene and hurriedly pinched the tactics. A stream of water condensed out of thin air in the void behind Chan'er, forming a soft curtain of water, supporting Chan'er's body and placing it on the ground.

"Jiang Liu..." Chan'er didn't seem to have suffered much damage, and could stand still, calling out to Jiang Liu.

But Jiang Liu ignored Zen'er, his hands were imprinted in front of him, his whole body was full of blood, and blood-red lightning fluttered in it.

His body was soaring rapidly, and after a few breaths, he turned into a giant boy two feet tall. The skin of his body became dark red, and there was a black air entangled in it. It looked devilish and fierce. The light shines.

"Ah! The demon, the demon has come!"

"Run!"

The crowds in the square below were all shocked when they saw Jiang Liu's appearance. Someone shouted, and the believers in the square fled in all directions with a bang.