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The night is dark and the moon is dark.

"Someone?"

A group of monks walked into Jiaoyuan Temple and saw the only light in the end of the only monk's room that was still intact.

Secretly, there was the sound of reading.

Several young monks looked at each other and became more alert, because they did not feel popularity, and no matter what they were reading, they could not be human.

Several young monks could feel that virtue would not be imperceptible.

He frowned slightly and suddenly frowned.

boom!

A wave of air suddenly exploded in the ruins, like a tornado, stirring the surrounding dust and falling leaves, rising like a wind dragon, pulling up the dust and sand within more than 20 feet, and crashing into the lighted monk's room.

"Where are the guests who destroy the house when they come to the door?"

At this moment, the sound of reading suddenly disappeared, and an old voice sounded slowly.

At the same time, a furry red claw emerged from the air, smashing the wind dragon suddenly.

boom!

Suddenly the air waves rolled over the sand and dust, and the swaying dust enveloped the entire temple ruins.

Click ~

Aftershocks spread, the house shook, dust fell, and the intact door cracked open.

All the monks had been ravaged, and their eyes were very good. At a glance, they saw a bonfire burning in the house. On the shore of the bonfire, several people stood up, holding small red foxes with ancient books.

When the gate was broken, a group of little foxes squeaked and fled in all directions.

Yekuan Temple, Red Fox reading?

"Ahem!"

With an old man in a gray gown, he coughed out of the broken door, arching:

"The master is a good tool, but he is ashamed of being old."

The old man was wearing a gray gown, his face was thin and kind, and his brown eyes were unpredictable.

An old monster who turned into a shape!

A few young monks were shocked, and then found out that the old man was not transformed into a human form, but he was transfigured with black magic, but the black magic was so advanced that they could not see through.

But there are also flaws, and that flaw is the tail wagging behind.

However, even so, the cultivation of this old fox has become extremely profound.

Creak ~

At this moment, a group of little foxes in the room jumped up and down and saw a group of monks who looked at each other with horror, and they were shocked again, hiding behind the foxes.

The fox Taoist's look changed slightly. As soon as he reached out his hand and opened his cuffs, it seemed as if there was infinite space in it. All seven or eight little foxes were taken in at once.

Virtuous eyes lightened, this hand is not a wild wild fox can do.

Virtue swept across the Buddhist scriptures inside the room, and smiled at the old fox:

"Dare to ask the layman how to call him, and have practiced here for many more months?"

"The old wild fox has no name. The master is called Hu Daoren, and the old fox is nothing. As for the practice geometry, after the Jiaoyuan Temple was ruined, the old man had borrowed this room to live. Now. "

The Fox Taoist slowly answered a question and asked:

"The master's hand seems simple, and it contains the Buddhist monk's magic seal. It is thought that it has been a famous master in recent years.

"If a poor monk comes to the court, he has a means of surrendering demons and removing demons. It is true that the layman has a lot of money in his hand."

Virtue crossed his hands, his smile is even better than three points:

"I don't know which demon the layman is from?"

"Old wild fox, where is the teacher?"

Hudao people still speak slowly and hurriedly: "Certain practices for hundreds of years are not as good as those of the master for decades, and they are just ridiculous."

In this case, he was sincere.

All spiritual practice is not easy. The only exception is humans. Humans are very weak and very weak. Animals must be able to walk within a few days after birth, and some animals can walk freely as soon as they are born.

Humans have longer pregnancies, they are born weaker, they ca n’t even lift their heads, and they can barely walk after more than a year.

But it is such a human being that has become the orthodoxy of heaven and earth.

Even if there are ancient big world demon such as Emperor Shizuku, the glory of the human race cannot be covered up.

How can he not be envious?

If he is not envious, why should he collect human texts and read them carefully?

"Since the dweller has lived here for a long time, do you know there is a wooden charm in the mountains nearby?"

Virtue asked again.

"What is the master asking is the clogs? I saw the old one in the air that day and night ..."

Hudao people are afraid of heart.

That day and night, he was also in this Jiaoyuan Temple. Zeng Qingyan saw that the mountains and rivers were broken in a single blow. This method was a superior method even among the human race.

"That's right! The charm of wood runs across the mountains, and it hurts sentient beings, so it has to be suppressed."

Virtuous eyes gloomy:

"Jushi knows where this puppet is?"

Hudao people nodded but did not answer, but asked, "What is the relationship between Rulai and Tianyi Religion?"

"All fellows."

Virtue does not change.

The fox Taoist asked again, "If one day he wanted to teach the crowds and be hunted down by the demon, and asked the master, would the master inform him?"

Virtue moved slightly, and the smile on his face had gradually disappeared: "Naturally."

Hudao people replied lightly:

"Master doesn't, neither can old age."

boom!

As soon as the voice of the fox Taoist fell, the temple suddenly swayed it, and the mighty smoke and dust rose up with the sudden appearance of Taoism:

"An old demon, want to be a human after reading a few books?"

The grand Buddha sound hit like a bronze bell.

Take a step out of virtue, pinch your handprint in your palm, and spit out a Buddha voice in your mouth:

"town!"

The golden light burst out, spreading in the void in a mighty manner, sketching each other out, turning into a humming censer.

Hum ~

The incense burner suddenly appeared, and a great deterrent flooded the entire temple ruins.

In the void, it suddenly became sticky, as if the invisible air had been compressed into a liquid like mercury, and the furry was rolling in between.

The Fox Taoist shook his body, only to feel that the incense burner on his head was getting bigger and bigger.

But he knew that it was not that the incense burner was getting bigger, but that he was getting smaller and smaller, and it was going to be suppressed by that incense burner.

"Want me?"

In the golden light power, when I heard the chanting Buddha sound in my ear, the fox Taoist suddenly sneered:

"There will be a period after the master!"

Between the words, the body of the fox Taoist suddenly faded slowly, as if the red iron gradually lost its temperature, and disappeared with the naked eye.

boom!

The golden light combined, and the temple ruins within twenty feet shivered, turning into powder and rising into the air, and was depressed by the invisible golden light.

"Scan this mountain!"

It's not surprising that you can knock down the morality in one shot, but just whispered and chased out:

"Want to run away?"

The night was whizzing, and it had already gone beyond a hundred feet. At the same time, the ten fingers in his hands squeezed the magic seal and hit Gaotian straight:

"Well, what a pity ..."

boom!

There seemed to be a golden thunderbolt across the sky. Suddenly it was hundreds of feet, and it illuminated the night.

The fledgling fox Taoist in the forest suddenly changed his face, rolled over on the spot, slammed out of the ground and strode on the ground, striding high.

Rumble!

Almost at the moment he flashed, the forest where he was was photographed by an invisible palm.

The landslides cracked, the earth and sand rolled and rolled, and large swaths of vegetation fell to the ground.

The fox Taoist glanced back, his heart was suddenly shocked, and he saw that the mountains and forests were sinking three feet, and within a hundred feet had been flattened. The turbulent dust was spreading like mushroom clouds.

"What a magic mark!"

The people in Fox Tao were beating wildly, without any hard-wired thoughts.

For example, the reputation of the hospital is not obvious at this time, but a long time ago, the head of the Buddhist monk, the ox ears of the practice circle, majestic and solemn, the nine types of fingerprints are all marvelous and unparalleled.

This virtuous old monk has mastered the magic mark, and he is not an opponent.

The Fox Taoist moved in the mountains and forests. His body is extremely fast and he has a secret method to hide his breath. With this method, he does not know how many calamities he has escaped.

But at this time, a Buddhist voice sounded suddenly in his ears.

Then there was a thunder again in the night, and the mighty Buddha light had surged down, shaking each other around the essence of the surrounding heaven and earth, turning into a handprint the size of a hundred feet, a pinch, we must pinch the fox Taoist in the palm!

The magic mark of this door is truly capable of searching the heavens and the earth, and has insight into all hidden methods!

I have never escaped at all!

"Trouble!"

The fur of the fox Taoist exploded and his half-moon paw prints were flared by his two claws, but he was allowed to tear a lot of Buddha light, and more Buddha light came in the next instant.

On the banks of the forest, in the void, the virtuous old monk walks in the air, step by step, and his own golden light rises.

He looked at the struggling fox Taoist among the golden light, and said lightly:

"It's not easy to practice for 300 years, but it's a pity to bury it for a wooden charm!"

Just as the old fox had great confidence in his concealment, the virtue did not even look at the 300-year-old demon in his eyes.

The reason why Huangtian Shimao is so famous is that they are almost immortal old monsters who have survived in the world since ancient times.

In addition, how can some little demon who can pour the essence of the sun and the moon for three hundred years to practice, how can it be worthy of the secret law they passed down from generation to generation?

"Pooh!"

The fox Taoist gave a cold drink, and the demon burst out, colliding with the golden light and power around him again and again.

Virtue looks cold, and the palm of the hand is slightly pinched. In the golden buzzing masterpiece, the fox Taoist spit out blood, and the bones and bones made a 'click' ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Now, the fox Taoist's calmness was completely gone. , A loud drink was issued under the anger:

"Mugou! Are you still out?"

With such a loud scream, the fox Taoist really exhausted his full strength, and the sound of sound was almost tearing the void.

"what?!"

A virtuous old monk stagnates.

For a moment, a horrible laughter, male or female, was heard piercing the clouds in the sway of the mountains and forests, filling the void.

Between the sound waves echoing, among the mountains, every tree shook and trembled for it, and numerous thick roots like a snake broke through the earth, pulling the dense roots up into the sky.

The countless plants and rattans on that mountain and forest together form a statue of a ghost who is hundreds of feet high and has hundreds of arms!

"You don't go if there is a way in Xitian, you can vote without a gate!"