I'm an Immortal Descendant

"Master, she seems to be insulting you."

"Master, she seems to look down on you."

"Home owner..."

The children of the Wang family, when they saw that their master had been humiliated, were not angry, but rather embellished.

They are waiting for the owner to fight back.

The female thief's identity should be very noble, but so what? Her own strength is certainly not good, otherwise, how can she rely on magic weapon.

Wang Yu is also stunned. Is the female thief so vindictive?

Do I want to get even with you?

The best way to deal with a woman is to take revenge on her. But Wang Yu claims that who will suffer from such a beautiful man and woman.

Wang zhasha is a professional soft rice king.

So, he was calm.

"Home owner..."

Wang Yu motioned to them to be calm, "don't forget, what's the situation now?"

In a word, find a place for yourself.

Wang's son's heart sent out a sound of cutting, the master counseled.

Isn't that a joke?

"You'll be responsible for the whole journey?"

This kind of thing, how can he rush to come out.

The power of ziqinglei whip is really great. These whips take out the Yin wind. It's hard to gather Yin Qi for a long time.

"If you bring it out earlier, maybe the master will be OK."

Wang Yu said softly.

"Although the magic weapon is powerful, the benefactor's cultivation is shallow. I'm afraid it can't hurt Wujiang black general. However, the power of ziqinglei whip is really amazing. It can directly hurt people's soul if you smoke it on people."

Once the soul is injured, it's troublesome to nourish it.

The soul is the essence of human beings.

The magic weapon that can hurt people is of course a powerful one.

"In addition, the power of ziqinglei whip is so great that every whip will consume a lot of power. The benefactor is young and has low cultivation. I'm afraid it won't last long. We have to think of another way."

"Wang Yu said:" can't support, then she still pretend to force

What do you mean by pretending?

Seeing the old monk's blank face, Wang Yu didn't explain, "that's to think of another way."

Their only chance now is to stay up till dawn.

The Yang of the sun will suppress the Yin, and the black of Wujiang will converge.

"In fact, master, don't you think I am also predestined with Buddha?"

The old monk didn't see it.

You will break the rules even if you enter Buddhism.

Benefactor, color is emptiness.

"What's the fate?"

Wang Yu said, "it's a coincidence that I came here today to meet the master. Doesn't it mean that I am predestined with the Buddha?"

The old monk nodded difficultly.

It's all used by us to cheat pilgrims. I didn't expect you to cheat us with this.

"That's a coincidence."

If you want to say no luck, don't you beat yourself up?

"You want to..."

Wang Yu said: "does the master have other magic weapons, such as cassock, rosary beads, golden bowl, etc

Yes, of course.

But didn't you notice something unusual about my two disciples?

One of them had a Rosary Bead on his neck, which was almost half the size of his head.

Do you need two hands to hold the gold bowl in the other hand?

Those are all mine. They have been given out.

As for the cassock... I wear it myself.

"No more..."

Wang Yu was disappointed when he heard that he thought he could play a Buddhist magic weapon.

This guy's face couldn't hide his disappointment.

"Master, I'm different."

The old monk couldn't lift his eyelids, so he gave Wang Yu a hard look.

I really can't see where this guy is different.

"Master, have a good look."

The old monk was seriously injured, and his life was hanging on the line. He reluctantly supported himself by the power of Buddhism in his body.

What does he think of this situation.

But the old monk is kind and strong... Trying to find something extraordinary in Wang Yu.

There is a saying that this benefactor seems to have nothing more than a nice skin bag.

"Excuse me, old monk."

"I can't see it."

The old monk is very guilty. I feel sorry for Wang Yu, but I can't see such extraordinary things.

"Master, I see it."

Cried Little Picchu.

"Oh?"

Wang Yu did not expect that little bhikkhu had such insight.

"What do you see?"

"I can see that the benefactor has been looking at the master's cassock. I'm afraid he wants the master's cassock."

Well, it's not true. Wang Yu embarrassed smile, the old monk said: "tongyanwuji, benefactor don't care."“ You see... "So obvious, why can't you see it? He also said that he was a bull. The two little bhikkhs, one quickly grasped his rosary beads, the other quickly hugged his golden bowl. It's like guarding against thieves. Monks have four treasures, cassock, rosary beads, golden stick and golden bowl. In a word, the richest one among foreigners should be the monk. In Wang Yu's world, monks drive Ferrari. In this world, monks even think about what you want from them. Aren't you monks? Is it all empty? What's the use of holding these vulgar things“ I can't see it. Please tell me Wang Yu said, "let me be frank. I have dragon spirit." Dragon! Dragon Qi is also the power of restraining Yin and evil, not even weaker than Buddhism. This is a shock to the old monk's spirit. The female thief also heard it and looked back at Wang Yu. "Are you from the royal family?" There are many countries, big and small, but not all royal families have dragon spirit. Only the royal family with a certain scale can have dragon spirit. Looking at Wang Yu and his party carrying their luggage on their way, they look like a despondent Wang sun. A downcast Wang sun's dragon spirit, if any, is limited“ Benefactor, can you take off your clothes and let the old monk look at it carefully? " It turns out that Longqi has to take off his clothes. Wang Yu thought, so it is. No wonder you can't see it for a long time“ Of course Wang Yu is not a girl either. It's nothing to take off his clothes. He took off his coat immediately. Show off your bloody skin. The female thief quickly opened her eyes to avoid being hot to her eyes. However, she was still curious whether Wang Yu really had dragon spirit. In the old monk's Meiyu seal hall, an s font appeared, emitting a strong golden light. The golden light spread to both sides, just like opening one eye, which revealed a pair of golden eyes. If Buddha rushen saw it here, he would be very excited. The Buddha's eye in his dream. Buddha like dust can not cultivate the Buddha's eye, but it is the third eye between the Buddha's eye and the heavenly eye. The old monk is a real Buddha's eye. The golden light from Buddha's eye is scanning Wang Yu's body just like the X-ray“ Dragon“ There are dragons As soon as the old monk said this, everyone looked on Wang Yu's back curiously, and everyone on the female thief's side was surprised. This little white face really has dragon spirit. Wang Yu is very indifferent, this dragon spirit is obtained from the ancestral home of Zhou family. It can kill zombies.