Ghost Shelter System

If the process is too hurried, people will often ignore the scenery along the way. Sometimes if they go straight to a goal, they will lose a lot of the elegance of life.

The same goes for looking for immortality jade.

After coming to Sanxian Island for so many days, from being confused at first to having a clear goal now, Qin Kun discovered for the first time that it was better to be ignorant than to understand. There are many stories in the causal waters, and the aborigines on the island have many stories. They are now You are also qualified to experience many stories.

Unlike now, where we only know robbery.

Miaoshan noticed that Qin Kun was becoming preoccupied. As a partner, he asked with concern: "What's wrong, Mr. Qin? What doubts did those two people's argument bring to you?"

Qin Kun shook his head and sighed: "It's not a matter of argument. There are two battle groups ahead. I don't know who to grab."

Miao Shan is speechless.

The Sky Eye looked down from above the jungle. One place was An Shibai, who transformed into a sheep-headed monster. He led the black soul cultists and the strong men wearing yellow scarves were fighting inextricably. There were two teams of people lurking around, watching.

In another place, there is a military master wearing armor, forming a formation to fight against the Nanyang evil master.

It was previously agreed that this group of people would not take action against each other, so it was difficult for Qin Kun to find an excuse to intervene in the battle. On one side were the ancestors of China, and on the other were temporarily allied partners, Qin Kun was in a dilemma.

And there are two groups of people standing on the road to the top of the mountain.

"Amitabha, Mr. Qin, don't worry about this. I have some bad news for you."

"Um?"

"The Buddha is here."

Buddha is here? ? ?

Qin Kun suddenly discovered the majestic appearance of the Miao Shan Bao. His heavenly eye did not see any strange sight in the sky, but as he concentrated his attention, Qin Kun suddenly felt a surging spiritual power fluctuation.

The clouds in the western sky were shining brightly, as if a powerful guy was coming.

"Are you from Fulin Temple?" Qin Kun asked.

Miaoshan nodded, pointed to the guy on his back and said, "This is the Patriarch Kongwen of the Tang Dynasty. That Buddha should be the Patriarch Xuan'e of the Ming Dynasty."

Fulin Temple was first built in the Sui Dynasty and was destroyed many times. Its specific origin is unknown, but it was definitely not a temple in the late Han Dynasty. Therefore, Miaoshan concluded that since the Buddhist aura was not the founder of the Tang Dynasty, it must be the founder of the Ming Dynasty.

Miaoshan added: "It's very strong! I can't take action."

Whether it is strong or not, Qin Kun can feel it without Miao Shan saying it.

The clouds all over the sky were moving towards him with the aura. The two roads on the left and right were the roads into the mountain. Qin Kun immediately chose the middle one and left quickly.

Qin Kun didn't know who Xuan E was, but there must be a reason why he chose to find him. Maoshan Lei Haize liked to search for the whereabouts of Yun Qinghong and Xu Facheng. This monk Xuan E must also be thinking about it. Meet with ancestors and descendants.

Perhaps it was because he had tied up Monk Kong Wen, and because Miao Shan was with him, there was a possibility that Monk Xuan E would follow the Buddha's aura to find him.

Qin Kun was pulling the strings on the battlefield. He didn't want to fight with others in a place surrounded by powerful enemies, but the owner of that Buddhist aura didn't think so.

"Who dares to kidnap me, the founder of Fulin Temple?"

Lei Yin chanted in Zen and pressed down from the air. Qin Kun, who was galloping, staggered and steadied himself.

Down the slope in front of me, a monk who was neither happy nor sad walked up with his hands clasped together. The monk was about thirty, with scars crawling on his face like a centipede. His temperament didn't look like a monk at all, but more like a bandit who had shaved his head.

The arrival of Monk Xuan'e temporarily stopped the other two groups. Some of the guys watching were attracted and paid their attention.

All around, various spying spells appeared.

For example, a hand growing out of the ground holding an eyeball, a blurry face emerging from a tree, a sudden increase in fallen leaves, a snake spitting out letters, a sheep skull emerging from the soil, etc.

Become the center of attention?

Qin Kun didn't like this feeling, but he had been noticed and his momentum couldn't be lowered.

"Guarding the eight wastelands of Fuyu Town alone, it doesn't matter if I don't worship the Three Pure Ones. The four elephants are the formation in my hand, and all the ghosts will turn into frost on the ground. Fuyu Mountain, Qinkun."

"Flower Buddha Tathagata, bodhi dust. Lingshan Jade Yuyu ghost tower, immortal Buddha difficult to survive the wild python disaster. Disaster monk, mysterious disaster."

When they met for the first time, the other party reported that the incision represented a first-class incision. Qin Kun could only bow obediently: "I have met senior. I wonder what the purpose of senior is here?"

Monk Xuan'e ignored Qin Kun, looked at Miao Shan, put his hands together and greeted: "Your Excellency is..."

"Flower Buddha Tathagata, Bodhi dust, Vajra skin and flesh, purple-robed bones, Buddha Forest Temple, Miaoshan, I have met Patriarch Xuan'e."

"You know me?"

Miaoshan nodded.

Xuan E praised: "There is a successor to Fulin Temple. The person on the back should be the Patriarch Kongwen, right?"

"yes."

"What's wrong with him?" Xuan E asked with concern.

"...knocked unconscious."

"Who did it?" Xuan E's face turned cold.

Miao Shan hesitated, but his eyes had betrayed Qin Kun.

Xuan'e touched the steamed bun-sized bag behind his ancestor's head and said with sadness: "The descendants of Mount Fuyu are becoming worse and worse from generation to generation. I thought Ma Yongjiang was despicable enough. Little friend Qin... is so capable..."

Qin Kun scratched his cheek: "At first I thought it was a fierce fight, but I didn't expect that the monk was a bit weak..."

"Then how about you try Sajia?"

Xuan'e's voice rose an octave, "Master Kongwen didn't like fighting with others. The ink and wash Zen he created was elegant and harmless, but you actually got rid of the tumor! Miaoshan, were you watching from the side at that time?"

Miao Shan was embarrassed. If Master Kong Wen hadn't been on guard against him, Qin Kun wouldn't have succeeded. I don’t want to take the blame...

Miao Shan still couldn't explain that it was a disgrace to the reputation of the mountain sect, so he had to put his hands together and say: "I know I was wrong."

Xuan E pulled off his cassock, revealing his iron-like muscles.

Ming Dynasty Monk!

Qin Kun was sure after taking one look at the body with bulging veins.

The reason why Fulin Temple can occupy the top positions in the path of life and death in every generation is indispensable to the Chunyang Boy Kung Fu. This monk with boy skills is the most terrifying enemy in front of ghosts. It is difficult for ordinary ghosts to get close to him, because the strong yang energy has become an evil spirit. In front of people, the oppressive force must not be underestimated.

Qin Kun swallowed his saliva: "Master, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean? It's rare for a poor monk to come to Penglai Island to meet his ancestors and descendants. But Kong Wen's ancestors were hurt like this by you. Naturally, the Sa family wants justice!"

Qin Kun was so shocked that his eardrums hurt: "Okay, but if that's all you have, master, you'd better not show off your shame. You can't even touch the corners of my clothes."

"Stop talking nonsense and watch the moves!"

Xuan'e's temper was as violent as his appearance, and he would take action at the slightest disagreement. It was obvious that the injury to the Patriarch touched his nerves.

When Qin Kun saw so many people watching around him, he didn't accept the challenge and instead ran away.

Using explosive energy and dust-hiding steps, Kunlun Bones are also constantly absorbing the power of the earth. Qin Kun's running speed is breathtaking.

Xuan'e was startled and said angrily: "Where can you run!"

Become a devil in one step!

The water in the muscles quickly evaporated, and when Xuan E ran out of the white smoke, he had turned into a green-skinned monster with fangs, with clear rib marks all over his body, like tattoos.

Eight Tribes·Yaksha!

Yasha's body was filled with energy and blood, and he chased Qin Kun like a mist.

Miaoshan reminded loudly: "Master Xuan'e, he is not an ordinary person!"

"I know! Follow up with Patriarch Kongwen and deal with him. The three of us will sit on the ground and discuss Zen! Isn't it an elegant thing?"

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