Ten Years of Buddhist Cultivation, One Thought into the Devil: the Beginning of Refining Leifeng Pag

　　Aren't the two of them together?

　　The pangolin looked a little surprised when he saw this scene from behind.

　　As for stealing, a current Zhang Guolao was caught, looking at Wuxin, he couldn't help but scolded again.

　　"Hmph, you monk, you look sane, I thought you were a kind person, but I didn't expect you to be a villain who helped Zhou and abused him!"

　　"Evil? Where did the poor monk help Zhou to abuse him?"

　　Unintentionally stunned for a moment, I really didn't expect Zhang Guolao, the wicked person would file a complaint first.

　　So after being stunned, I couldn't help but open my mouth and asked again.

　　"Hmph, that pangolin is a monster. He tied up the ginseng essence of [-] years and prepared to make soup! You guy, turned a blind eye, and instead came to embarrass me, a cultivator. You are not helping Zhou, what is it?"

　　Zhang Guolao's voice was loud and indignant.

　　It's like really doing justice.

　　But at this moment, when Wuxin heard him say that, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

　　"Ignore it?"

　　"Hmph, it really is full of benevolence and morality."

　　"You keep saying that others are demons or demons, you should be beaten and killed, and you steal other people's things and cut off other people's chances of becoming immortals, isn't it right?"

　　"Pin Dao... Pin Dao stealing is fake."

　　"Yes, Pindao doesn't really want to steal things, he just wants to take this opportunity to let the two ginseng essences go, and he can't bear to be slaughtered by that pangolin."

　　"What a slap in the face. Is stealing something fake? Then why are you still holding the soup spoon in your hand, and still reluctant to let go?"

　　"Stealing is stealing, Zhang Guolao, you don't even dare to admit it, just like you, are you worthy of cultivation?

　　You keep saying that the other party is a demon heresy, killing innocent people indiscriminately, and out of compassion, and wants to let go of the ginseng essence that has been around for thousands of years.

　　Don't tell me, the Polygonum multiflorum, which has been cultivated for thousands of years, has not yet become an essence.

　　Meaning, if someone else kills you and you steal it, it doesn't count as indiscriminately killing innocents, but it counts as punishing evil and promoting good?

　　There has never been such a reason in this world.

　　Zhang Guolao, you act like this, and your Taoism is serious... There is no dust at all! ? "

　　Unreasonable and unforgiving, at this time, he pressed step by step, and asked repeatedly.

　　Its sound is like Hong Zhong Da Lu, echoing in the sky above.

　　What is a word like a knife?

　　This is the real word like a knife!

　　This time, every word he uttered was like a sharp blade.

　　The face of Zhang Guolao on the opposite side is also getting whiter and whiter.

　　……

　　The last piece of fig leaf that claimed to be morality was also torn off.

　　His complexion began to change from blue to red to red.

　　After a while, a ferocious look that no one else had ever seen appeared.

　　Looking at Wuxin, he said with resentment.

　　"Clever tongue! You monk is indeed a demon!"

　　"That's good, today, old man, I'll do it for the sky and kill the two of you together!"

　　Zhang Guolao said, and with a rub, he directly pulled the sword out of his back.

　　Holding the sword in his hand, he quickly moved forward to attack and kill.

　　Between Xumi.

　　The entire field was actually enveloped by Dao Dao Jian Qi.

　　The pangolin was in the back, and he was secretly relieved when he heard Wuxin speak for him.

　　Look at this endless sword energy rising into the sky at this moment.

　　It was a surprise.

　　He spoke quickly, and reminded Wuxin again.

　　"Wow, monk in black robe, you have to be careful, this guy can't talk about you, he's angry, and now he's going to kill!"

　　The pangolin said so, with demonic energy all over his body, and he obviously planned to come up to help, first to get rid of this disgusting old man.

　　However, right now, he has not waited for him to make another move.

　　But listening to the unintentional front, he snorted again.

　　Immediately after, the monstrous demonic energy, which was thousands of times more terrifying than him, surged out of the black-robed monk.

　　The phantom of the Buddha statue of the killing devil appeared.

　　……

　　Zhang Guolao at this moment, at best, is only at the peak of Tong Xuan.

　　It's natural to deal with a pangolin, a little monster that has just transformed into shape, but in the face of Wuxin who has already reached the realm of a half-sage at this moment, it is undoubtedly the difference between clouds and mud.

　　The sword move he condensed right now, although it looks menacing, is incomparably horrified.

　　But the actual effect is weak and pitiful.

　　At the moment when the killing demon and Buddha condensed, Zhang Gu's thousands of sword qi could no longer bear it, and the pressure on his body was directly blasted away.

　　This is the crushing of the high realm against the low realm.

　　Feel the terrifying aura coming from the other side.

　　When Zhang Guo's expression changed, he couldn't help but shout again, "Smelly monk, you still say that you are not a demon, you are covered in demonic flames, you are clearly the reincarnation of a demon!"

　　"What about the devil? What about the Buddha? If it's the right way, it's all people like you who are full of eloquence, with a human face and a beast heart. That poor monk is willing to enter the devil. A real villain is better than a hypocrite."

　　Zhang Guolao wanted to occupy the moral high ground, but Wuxin didn't talk nonsense with him.

　　After saying these words, he recited the Buddha's name again, and the black Jie Dao was already in several places between the tremors of the Buddha statue behind him.

　　It was just a knife and slashed forward.

　　Seeing this, Zhang Guolao also changed his color.

　　He quickly waved his hands and took out all the self-defense magic weapons.

　　Incarnation of the body shield, he was firmly enveloped in it.

　　The knife light fell.

　　Immediately, a series of sounds like shattering glazed tiles came from Zhang Guo Lao's body.

　　In the blink of an eye, the mask was completely shattered.

　　With a loud bang.

　　On the ground, there was a terrifying knife mark with a depth of dozens of meters.

　　However, at this moment, under the black sword, Zhang Guolao has long since disappeared.

　　……

　　"That made him run away?"

　　"This man, how come there are so many life-saving means??"

　　Watch this scene.

　　The pangolin in the back widened his eyes.

　　Some deceived, some disappointed.

　　……

　　At the same time, it was on a mountain that was several kilometers away from the battle.

　　Zhang Guolao walked out of nothingness.

　　Holding the magic talisman in his hand, he looked ahead, but there was no joy in his eyes, but his face turned blue, full of unhappiness.

　　What is stealing chicken without losing rice?

　　This is the real stealing chicken without losing the rice!

　　Others don't know, anyway, in Zhang Guolao's opinion, he is a big loss today.

　　Not only did he not get the great nourishing elixir brewed by Polygonum multiflorum, but he also lost a real life-saving jade talisman.

　　This level of protective jade talisman cannot be measured by money.

　　Even if he is one of the eight immortals in Shangdong, he can only have one in his hand.

　　It is prepared to avoid three disasters and nine calamities in the future, or some unpredictable disasters.

　　It can be regarded as a hole card that really presses the bottom of the box.

　　I thought it would be possible to use it after he became an immortal.

　　However, who would have thought that this has not yet become a fairy.

　　The magic talisman that had just arrived, has already been used up.

　　At this moment, the more I think so.

　　His expression became more gloomy.

　　In the end, he couldn't help but grit his teeth and said with resentment.

　　"Damn monk, actually ruined my plan to become an immortal. This matter, old man, is not over with you!"

　　Thinking like this, Zhang Guo's old hand kneaded the Taoist tactic. At this time, his first reaction was naturally to inform his master, Tieguai Li, to ask him to come forward and help him become so popular.

　　But no one thought of it.

　　This time, the voice just fell, but suddenly a male voice, Yunyou, came from behind his ears again.