She gently raised her fingers and untied the rope from her pants.

Picking up the clothes that still smelled warm, Nao Meier was about to throw them into Zhou Yu's face.

Unexpectedly, the next second.

Zhou Yu pushed Nao Meier away with a look of disgust and said disgustingly:

"Don't do this to me, you Bi Chi, and can you please stop dangling your shit-stained pants in my face, I'm almost, I'm almost..."

"Ouch..."

Before the words were settled, Zhou Yu's face turned pale and he quickly ran to the window, feeling sick and retching.

Listening to that sound, people who didn't know better thought they were going to vomit their stomachs...

Nao Meier's face turned dark as she watched.

If your pants are stained with shit, your whole family will be stained with shit!Even my urine is sweet, don’t you know that little fairies never poop? !

The more Nao Meier thought about it, the angrier she became. She really wanted to stab this man to death with a knife right now.

But when I think about the consequences...

"I can't bear it, can't I bear it? I'll wait until I recover and then get rid of you..."

Making plans silently in her heart, Nao Meier let out a sigh of relief and put a smile on her face again.

On the other side, Zhou Yu was almost vomiting.

He waved his hand and said:

"Actually, all you need to do is lend me your possessions from Lingjiu Temple. If I remember correctly, you should have a supervisor from Lingjiu Temple."

"Humph, you know quite a lot."

Nao Meier looked unhappy, but for the sake of her goal, she could only endure it and crossed her arms and said:

"I can agree to help you, but you must first tell me what you plan to do and what method you will rely on to make me recover, otherwise I won't be able to trust you."

"You are really cautious." Zhou Yu smacked his lips, hummed and said: "It is a sacred object called the Golden Lotus Pedestal. It is said that this object can restore a person's potential and cultivation to their peak in one go. If this is the case, thing, you will definitely be able to recover.”

"Hmph, I thought you were going to say something." Nao Mei'er snorted disdainfully, "Since you all know that I have an insider in Lingjiu Temple, I already know this confidential information."

But Nao Meier has not gone to get it yet because only the abbots of the past generations know about such things.

Today's Abbot Kongwen is the No. 1 male monk in the righteous world, excluding the leader of the Spirit Sword Sect.

If it was so easy to get it, would she keep thinking of other ways?

Zhou Yu still looked confident, he spread his hands and said:

"Since I told you this, I naturally have other information. If nothing else happens, the Golden Lotus Terrace will soon appear in front of the world."

If you want to say why, it is naturally because there is another woman.

No, it should be Phoenix.

Liu Yue also focused on the golden lotus pedestal.

......

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[Please give me a monthly pass that expires in 15 days. 】

Chapter 6 Liu Yue invades Lingjiu Temple

If the practice system in this world is seriously divided, it can be divided into Tao, Demon, and Buddha.

Although the three may have differences in practice, no matter which system of practice, in the final analysis, the ultimate goal is to become an immortal.

But say so.

But in fact, the Taoist family is still the dominant one.

After all, everyone screams for beatings among demonic cultivators, but Buddhas cannot be fucked, let alone stabbed.

Naturally, there are very few people who practice these two.

However, even though the number of practitioners is small, the quality of both Buddhist and Daoist practices is still very high.

For example, the most powerful righteous path is the recognized Buddhist school, Abbot Kongwen.

Of course, this is the strongest one, leaving aside the oldest sect, the leader of the Spirit Sword Sect, Ye Guyu.

That man's power is no longer a dimension and cannot be understood in human terms.

Abbot Kongwen is undoubtedly the strongest, speaking from a human perspective.

So if it transcends human beings, who will be the strong one?

......

"Donor Liu, please come back. Our abbot is in retreat. He said he will not see guests in the near future."

The towering Buddhist holy place - Lingjiu Temple.

We have an unexpected guest here today.

Liu Yue was wearing a scarlet skirt, fluttering in the wind, like an eternal flame clinging to and covering her body.

It will cause huge fires wherever it goes.

I saw the woman covered in flames, her lips raised in a sneer, her expression cold, and she sneered:

"No visitors? Then I'll just barge in!"

The leading monk couldn't help but frown when he heard this.

However, he was not angry, but continued to persuade:

"Sect Master Liu, the abbot has really entered seclusion. If you don't believe it, you can just wait here until the abbot's seclusion is over. Why bother the young monk?"

"I'm going to be in trouble today." Liu Yue stepped forward, "I have to see that damn bald donkey today. Anyone who dares to stop me will die!"

After saying that, Liu Yue's domineering energy suddenly leaked out.

In an instant, the heat that can scorch everything around him engulfs everything around him.

The scorching temperature makes the skin feel like it's being cooked.

The monks guarding the door of the temple were all burly-looking and looked uneasy.

I had heard that Liu Yue was powerful before, but today I saw that it was true.

And this power... there is no guarantee that even if the abbot takes action himself, he may not be able to win.

The monks kept retreating, their hands holding the sticks trembling uncontrollably.

At this critical moment.

"Who dares to mess around in this holy land of Buddhism!"

A deep voice full of majesty came from the distant sky.

I saw dozens of golden figures descending from the sky holding wooden sticks. They were none other than the Eighteen Bronze Men of Lingjiu Temple.

The golden man at the head is none other than Master Puxuan, the leader of the Eighteen Bronze Men.

At the same time, he is also one of the three chief supervisors of Lingjiu Temple.

"Senior Brother Puxuan."

Seeing the reliable senior brother they could rely on arriving, the monks all smiled and hid excitedly behind the Eighteen Bronze Men led by Pu Xuan.

Liu Yue rolled her eyes, quickly looked at the eighteen bronze men, and sneered:

"It is rumored that the Eighteen Bronze Men of Lingjiu Temple are vulnerable to attack even by those in the Nine Chong Realm. I don't know if it is true or not."

"It doesn't matter if it's true or not. This is the last warning. If you insist on forcing your way in, don't blame me for waiting."

Under the hint of Puxuan's gaze, the Eighteen Bronze Men immediately took up their stance and surrounded Liu Yue layer by layer.

Facing the group of shining golds around her, Liu Yue's eyes were half-closed with an arrogant expression.

"This is what I want to say. Since your abbot doesn't want to see me, then let his disciples and disciples come to stain everything with blood."

As soon as the words fell, Liu Yue immediately vibrated her spiritual energy.

Immediately the blazing heat swept over all the bronze men present.

Pu Xuan did not hesitate and immediately shouted:

"Array!"

Under Pu Xuan's order, the Eighteen Bronzemen immediately launched a three-thirds attack on Liu Yue in a six-point siege.

The stick wrapped in spiritual energy attacked Liu Yue.

Liu Yue immediately clasped her hands together, and the immortal flames wrapped around her arms, turning into flaming feathers and shooting towards the Eighteen Bronze Men.

The eighteen bronze men waved their sticks and knocked down all the feathers.

Liu Yue frowned, and at the same time used flames to transform into a long sword and blocked.

But facing an attack of 18 people alone, one person is ultimately unable to do anything.

Watching Liu Yue continue to retreat under the coordinated attacks of the Eighteen Bronze Men.

At this moment, Liu Yue's spiritual energy suddenly burst out collectively.

The aftermath of the flames caused the Eighteen Bronze Man to be shaken and even take a few steps back.

Pu Xuan quickly regained his blood.

Seeing that Liu Yue was serious about killing her, he shouted;

"Eighth form!"

After receiving Pu Xuan's instructions, the bronze men who were originally in groups of three or three immediately changed into a brand new formation.

A group of six and six, superimposed on each other, the six people standing high on top of each other form a stable triangle that will never be easily damaged.

The six people stacked up together are like a giant snake.

The twisting and sinuous body is soft and at the same time strong and cannot be easily broken.

This is one of the strongest defensive and control methods of the Eighteen Bronzemen.

So far, no eighth-level monk has been able to break through it.

Neither side gave in, and all pressed forward step by step.

Even the entire Lingjiu Temple was affected and trembled.

It looks like both sides will develop in a lose-lose direction.

At this time.

"Let her in."

A heavy voice sounded from high in the sky. The voice was like thunder. The moment it was heard, it seemed to suppress everyone present.

Even Liu Yue, who had looked relaxed so far, showed more than a hint of vigilance.

"But, Abbot."

Pu Xuan wanted to say something.

"Let her in."

Under the calm and deep voice of Abbot Kongwen.

Pu Xuan could only retreat honestly, glared at Liu Yue with dissatisfaction, and ordered the Eighteen Bronze Man to stop.

"If I knew this earlier, why bother in the first place?"

Liu Yue sneered mockingly, flipped up her waist-length hair in a cool manner, walked into the temple with arrogant steps, chest raised and head raised.

"This woman..."

Pu Xuan gritted his teeth fiercely.

His clenched fists were filled with veins.

A fierce flash flashed through his dark eyes...

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