Immortal Martial God

"Well, well, I don't want to fight." Dream butterfly Du mouth is not happy, but then, her pair of big eyes a turn, and Gu Ling strange smile: "don't save you."

"If you have been imprisoned for three years, I will come to see you every day, make delicious food for you every day, serve you well and take care of you. At least for the past three years, you are my man and you can't escape."

Xiang Nan is angry and funny, but his heart is warm, but his mood is very complicated.

What this dream butterfly did to Xiang Nan really moved Xiang Nan, but she was also a member of the demon sect. She was a murderer.

Xiang Nan hates people who regard human life like weeds most of his life, but he can't hate this dream butterfly very often.

"Are you a double standard? I don't hate her just because she's nice to me? " Xiang Nan had no choice but to shake his head. He thought of his experience with the old monk in his heart. He could not help feeling a lot.

When Xiang Nan finished eating, the dream butterfly took over the hurdle and left with a little song.

Later, Xiang Nan entered the 18th dungeon and continued to learn the Heart Sutra from the old monk.

The next day, the dream butterfly came again.

This time, the dishes she brought were totally different from those of yesterday. None of them were duplicate. At first glance, she spent a lot of time.

Xiang Nan said while eating: "why does Feiyun Temple want to let you in every day to see me? Their rules are very strict."

Mengdie held her cheek in both hands and looked at Xiang Nan for dinner. She said, "what you have committed is not a felony, and I spent a lot of money to repair the temple for them, so they can't be merciful."

"Well." Xiang Nan lowered his head slightly. He was not comfortable with Mengdie's fiery eyes. He said, "by the way, why can you change your age at will? Sometimes it's a little girl, sometimes it's even ten years old, and sometimes it's seventeen or eighteen years old."

"Which is your real age? You're not an old lady, are you Speaking of this, Xiang Nan suddenly felt a chill.

The dream butterfly smiles and trembles: "my practice is like this. I can stay young forever, and I can change my age at will. You've seen my master, she's old. How old is she?"

Xiang Nan suddenly said: "no wonder, I see that your master is powerful. Even the three generations of elders of Haoran sect are afraid of her, but she looks younger and more like your sister."

"But there's one thing you guessed right. I'm eighty-nine years old and I can be your grandmother," she said with a smile

PA Cha, Xiang Nan chopsticks in the hands of the ground, the corners of the mouth can not help twitching.

Mengdie covers her mouth and smiles. Tears come out.

"Smelly wood, I lied to you. I'm so gifted. How can I reach Tianyuan Wuzhong at the age of 89? I'm only 21 years old this year. I'm only four years older than you."

Xiang Nan is speechless. She has always been unreliable. She doesn't know which sentence is true and which is false, but her age should be true.

"Are you full?" Mengdie took the bowl and chopsticks, and also kindly wiped the rice grains on the corner of Xiang Nan's mouth, saying: "I'll go to the south of western regions in a moment, and find the best side dish for you."

"Ah?" Xiang Nan was surprised and said, "are these food you have found from all over the world in the western regions? I thought you did it. "

The dream butterfly squeezed eyes to Xiang Nan and left bouncing.

Xiang Nan was more and more moved. In order to change her taste every day, she went all the way to the western regions to look for delicious food.

Xiang Nan stabilized his mind and went to the 18th floor.

As soon as he arrived today, the old monk looked at Xiang Nan for a long time and sighed, "benefactor, you are upset."

Xiang Nan shook his head and said, "it's impossible. How can I fall in love with that witch? I've lost faith in love for a long time.

"I'll pass you another section of the Heart Sutra today, so you can remember and go back to practice." The old monk didn't talk to Xiang Nan and began to recite the Heart Sutra formula directly.

For the next ten days, Mengdie came every day. When Xiang Nan was full, he went to the 18th floor dungeon to practice with the old monk.

At the same time, Xiang Nan was also shocked by the Heart Sutra. He had never seen such a long formula!

For nearly 18 days, he learned a large section of the Heart Sutra every day, but he didn't finish it today. The complexity of the Heart Sutra is more frightening than that of the sun divine power.

On the 20th day, today Mengdie came much later than usual.

"She may not come today. I'll go down first." Xiang Nan went directly into the 18th dungeon.

At the same time, the world above.

The sky is changing, and countless human beings and demon warriors on the ground are too scared to come out.

In the high sky, a bright light came whistling and hovered directly over the Feiyun temple.

"Haoranzong, three generations of elder, song Mingcheng came to see you!"

Over a hundred people were standing on the cloud. The top three were all semi saints!

And behind them, there are also a large number of young disciples, who are standing out of thin air relying on the strength of semi Saint masters.These three semi Saint masters come to the western regions, which is enough to shake the martial arts world of the western regions!

In the Feiyun temple, there is chaos, and many elders in the temple have changed their faces.

Then he heard an old voice coming from the depth of the temple. The voice was hoarse and said, "friend, please come to the temple."

Song Mingcheng smiles and lands in the front yard of Feiyun temple with a large number of people.

At this time, the two monks had struck an ancient bell in the temple, and all the monks in the temple ran to the front yard to gather.

All the elders of Feiyun Temple arrived, and behind them stood thousands of young monks of different generations.

The song and Ming Dynasties were very beautiful, with a standard Chinese character face, straight sword eyebrows, tiger eyes, straight nose, wide mouth, and a look full of righteousness.

Song Mingcheng said: "please come to see the abbot of your temple."

As soon as the voice fell, an old voice suddenly appeared between the monk and song Mingcheng: "poor monk, isn't that right?"

That song Mingcheng suddenly surprised, I do not know when, actually stood an old monk.

The monk wore a simple cassock with patches on it. The monk had a peaceful face with a shallow smile.

"Are you the host of Feiyun temple?" Song Mingcheng jumped wildly in his heart and said, "I've met the abbot, song Mingcheng, the elder of three generations of Haoran sect."

"Well, thank you, benefactor." The abbot put his hands together and bowed slightly.

The young people behind song Mingcheng were all stunned. The abbot didn't seem to have any strong momentum, but it gave people a feeling of unfathomable and boundless like the starry sky.

The abbot said to a commandment master behind him, "younger martial brother, go and release all those who are not guilty in the dungeon."

"Abbot!" The elder's face changed slightly.

"Go ahead." The abbot said with a faint smile.

The elder's face turned pale and went to the dungeon. He was in a panic.

Why let go of those who are not guilty in the dungeon? Obviously, the abbot knew that there was a big disaster in Feiyun Temple today. He was kind-hearted and didn't want to involve those innocent outsiders.