Chapter 423: Strong enemy comes to the door

"Vajra Wrath~ The Evil Demon Retreat!"

When Monk Zangxin saw that the pink sword light emitted by the man and woman was evil and not righteous, the sword light had a fishy fragrance. The corners of his eyes hopped, and the right fist that was hit suddenly changed into half a lotus seal. Five white lights spewed out from his five fingers, hitting the chests of the two.

A man and a woman seemed to be hit hard by thunder. Their bodies suddenly faded away, flew back several feet, and fell softly to the ground and could not move. Two pink sword lights were grabbed by Monk Zangxin, and a faint Buddha light was sprayed out. The two sword lights made a "hissing" scream, and soon a large amount of pink smoke was sprayed out, accompanied by a strange smell mixed with fragrance and smell.

In the end, Monk Zangxin left two flying swords three inches long, wide willow leaves, and white light was beating continuously.

Wuqi's eyes lit up. The essence of these two flying swords was quite good. They were clearly two top-grade magic weapons. But the pair of men and women used the evil sword refining method to temper them. The two flying swords were tortured to the point of being greatly reduced. It was like two thousand-mile horses. You insisted that they pulled up thousands of pounds of copper and iron and let a few old farmers control it. What's the use of this thousand-mile horse?

Looking at the two flying swords, Wuqi shook his head and sighed, "There is nothing more than burning the piano and boiling the crane. Tsk, these two swords are good, they are actually forged with black frost gold stone? Unfortunately, the technique is a bit bad, otherwise the black frost gold stone will be the best ice-attribute material among the first-level flying sword of magic weapon!"

Monk Zangxin weighed the two flying swords in the palm of his hand and walked towards the men and women with great strides.

Monk Shouxin also greeted the big monks and monks in the Zen temple, took out a few hemp ropes, and tied the five men and women with shallow cultivation. They tied the five men and women to the same as rice dumplings. Monk Shouxin chanted a spell casually and pointed it on the hemp rope with one finger. The ordinary hemp rope immediately shone golden light and became like gold casting. This is the Hinayana ban method of Buddhism, and it is a way for monks to control demons while traveling around. Various bans are extremely wonderful, and they all tend to be practical, without any tricks.

It’s like the early stage of the Golden Pill of Monk Shouxin. He can turn the hemp rope into a golden rope with one finger, and he can imprison the middle stage of the Golden Pill monk. It is a very powerful Buddhist magic method. These five men and women are only at the peak of innate cultivation. They are tied up by the golden rope and can no longer move.

The arrogant man and the girl in green were personally treated by Monk Zangxin. He formed a Buddha seal with both hands, and carefully pressed it from his dantian, heart to his eyebrows. Each Buddha seal pressed, and a round of golden light of ten thousand words entered the bodies of the two men and women. When the bodies of the men and women twitched, all cultivation and movement power were imprisoned.

Monk Qitian, who had just been awakened, took out a large basket of hemp ropes and tied the pair of men and women to the same as mummies. Then Monk Qitian refused to give up, and asked Monk Shouxin to take action and turn the hemp rope into a golden rope.

The bitch-eyed man narrowed his eyes and closed his mouth without saying a word. The girl in green skirt struggled desperately and scolded sternly: "Bald donkey, dare to touch a girl, my hair, you can't mess with the An Chengmin family! Let us go quickly and demolish the Zen temple, otherwise when my ancestors arrive, all of you bald heads will be broken!"

Wuqi also had a steamed bun the size of a fist on his hand. Monk Qitian's skills were not very good. The steamed bun core was still wet dough, and it had not been steamed yet. Wuqi pinched the dough and pinched it into a small cucumber-shaped thing. He stood up and went to the woman in green. While she was cursing, he stuffed the dough into her mouth, blocking her endless scolding.

Drinking the little porridge in the porridge bowl in one mouthful, Wuqi slapped it and divided the porridge bowl into two pieces. The sharp and broken mouth of the porridge bowl was on the man's carotid artery, Wuqi said coldly: "I will count three times and tell all the information about your Min family. If you don't say it, you will die! Three!"

After counting a 'three', a fishy smell suddenly came from the man's lower body, and a stream of water sprayed out. The man who was still extremely arrogant just now shouted: "Give up your life, fellow Taoist, senior, uncle, spare time! I am Min Hua, the fourth generation grandson of the Min family, and that is my ninth sister Min'e. My ancestor Sanle Zhenren is a disciple of the Great Lotte Palace. He has the cultivation level of the early stage of the Nascent Soul. A month ago, my ancestor came to establish a foundation with Ancheng."

There is no need for Wuqi to force him too much, Min Hua has already told the details of the Min family in detail.

The Great Lotus Palace is an evil sect that specializes in practicing the dual cultivation of men and women. The mountain gate is at the Peak of Peak 100,000 miles away from the east. After the Sanle Zhenren cultivated into the Nascent Soul, he came to Ancheng to develop his power by his master. In addition to plundering money and all the cultivation materials, he was more likely to plunder handsome men and beautiful women for the Great Lotus Palace as a furnace and cauldron.

He'ancheng is one of the best cities within a radius of 100,000 miles. A long time ago, this place was still the county town under the rule of the Human Emperor. However, with the continuous invasion of the Immortal Cultivation Sect, Dayu only nominally has the ruling power of He'ancheng and the surrounding areas, but in fact it has become an autonomous city. The location of the city lord is also the change of the king's flag at the top of the city. It will be changed once a thousand and eight hundred years later.

This time, the Great Lotte Palace suddenly rushed thousands of miles away. At the cost of the serious injury of the Lord of the Great Lotte Palace, the Great Monk Ning'an, the Iron Ji Mountain Yuta Temple 80,000 miles west of He'an City. Therefore, Sanle Zhen brought a group of people to He'an City and killed the city lord Master Jing'an sent by Yuta Temple, and occupied the position of the city lord of He'an City.

A small turtle carved a delicate little turtle on Min Hua's face with a sharp sting, allowing blood to flow along Min Hua's face. Wuqi deliberately let Min Hua, who was so scared that he saw the blood on the porcelain piece clearly. He asked with a smile: "Empress Qiao's cultivation is how many masters are there under his sect. Well, don't mention the realm of the Nascent Soul, how many Yuanshen half immortals are there!"

Min Hua opened his mouth and carefully expressed the strength of the Lotte Palace.

The lord of the Great Lotus Palace, Qiao Niangniang, is a thirty-sixth-rank celestial immortal. There are four cultivators of the soul under the Great Lotus Palace! This strength seems insignificant, but Qiao Niangniang has countless guests, including celestial immortals with extremely strong cultivation, high-powered officials in the Dayu Dynasty, and even some unexplained people have a little nepotism with Qiao Niangniang, so within a radius of millions of miles, no one dares to provoke except Yuta Temple.

This time, the reason why Queen Qiao was able to kill the Master Ning'an, the presidency of the Yuta Temple was because one of her men refined a batch of Yin Lei that was extremely powerful and could severely damage the lower-grade immortals. In order to please Queen Qiao, the Yin Lei had just been born and gave Queen Qiao three. With the power of the three heavenly thunders, Queen Qiao paid the price of her own heavy damage, and then killed Master Ning'an and washed the Yuta Temple bloodily.

Behind Yuta Temple, there is also a deep background from Buddhism. Queen Qiao dared to kill all the Yuta Temple, and it was obvious that her colleagues made great contributions.

Looking at Wuqi in horror, Min Hua sobbed and said, "It is said that when the Palace Master took several elders to wash the Yuta Temple with him, several immortal seniors who had been friends with the Palace Master blocked the mountain gate of the Jinge Temple and did not allow several elders from the Jinge Temple to go out. Therefore, we solved the bald group of Yuta Temple this time...Master!"

The old monk Zangxin sighed when he heard this, and shook his head and said, "My Buddha is merciful. Master Jing'an has suffered this demonic disaster. Poor all the masters of Yuta Temple are all Taoist monks. The profound Buddhist teachings have reached an unpredictable state. What a pity."

Looking at the old monk Zangxin with a dull face, Wuqi asked in a deep voice: "What do you mean when you come to Zangxin Zen Temple?"

Min Hua looked at the monks around him and said with a sad face: "It's really about building a summer resort manor. We have already found out that Zangxin Zen Temple is a group of wild monks who have no backings, all of whom are casual cultivators. If they were disciples of Yuta Temple, the elders of the Daletian Palace would have come to the door long ago, but can they be driven away? Why should they stimulate Jinge Temple again?"

Wuqi nodded secretly, just to drive away, there is no need to stimulate the Kinge Temple and the Great Lotte Palace to act, it is still so vicious.

Throwing the broken bowl away, Wuqi smiled at Monk Zangxin and said, "Master, I've said hello, tsk, how to deal with this matter, you can do it!"

He patted Min Hua's face and whistled frivolously at Min E who was so angry that her face turned blue. Wuqi slipped to Lao Ai and squatted beside Lao Ai and laughed in a low voice: "A strong enemy is here, tsk tsk, the master and disciple of Changxin have all lost their cultivation, and they are not even as good as ordinary people! If you want to escape, you have no choice but to escape!"

Lao Ai's face turned pale. He stroked his fingers angrily. He roared in a low voice: "Jing Ke, you and I are not finished! If he hadn't broken my storage spirit ring with a white rainbow piercing move, why would I have fallen to this point?"

After roaring a few times, Lao Ai glanced at Wuqi with a drooping face and sneered: "What are you proud of? We are now on the same boat!"

With a proud thrust, Lao Ai smiled unrestrainedly: "Empress Qiao of the Great Lotte Palace? Hey, as long as Lao Ai can touch her bed, this foundation is the thing in my palm!"

Wuqi ruthlessly attacked Lao Ai: "Your meridians are broken now and your cultivation cannot be used at all. But a huge amount of essence is retained in your body, and it has formed a soul. Tsk, if Queen Qiao pressed you down on the bed of King Changxin, are you going to seize someone's foundation, or send the Great Replenishment Pill to your door?"

Lao Ai's face changed drastically, and he looked at the blood madman in panic.

The blood madman shook his head repeatedly, and pointed to his face and whispered in a hurry: "Master, my disciple's face is ugly, and that Queen Qiao will definitely look down on my disciple. However, Master, you are so tall and mighty, with extraordinary divine horses, and you have a good product. The essence in your body is dispersed but not gathered. It is simply an excellent tonic medicine!"

In that room, the old monk Zangxin was frowning and ordered Monk Shouxin and Monk Qitian to move a few men and women into the Zangxin Zen Temple. The old monk was muttering and didn't know what he was mumbling, with a hesitation and looking very embarrassed.

In a sudden moment, the old monk Zangxin shouted: "Junior brother, and Shouxin and Qitian, you all go, you all go! This demon catastrophe will be used to me. You go, go, go, leave here quickly, come back in 49 days!"

Wuqi smiled proudly. He patted Lao Ai's shoulder and said word by word: "The old monk is ready to rebirth. Tsk, King Changxin, I am very optimistic about your potential!"

Lao Ai gritted his teeth and looked at Wuqi, and he said with a grim voice: "Wuqi, what do you want to do?"

Wuqi looked at Lao Ai and laughed in a low voice: "Take my secret timed poison and hang out with me in the future!"

Lao Ai stared at Wuqi in anger, as if he wanted to bite Wuqi's neck and tore off a piece of his flesh. Just as he was ruthless, a smooth and fragrant breeze suddenly came from the air. A old Taoist wearing a pink Taoist robe had a pair of bitch eyes, and his eyes narrowed into a line were erected, and dozens of men and women dressed in Taoism followed him, flying over the valley with a arrogant look.

"What a bunch of thieves and bald donkeys, who dares to hurt my ancestors, my descendants and guests? Today is your death date!"
Chapter completed!