After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 85|See you again, Master Miaofa

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The affairs of the Cen Mansion were left to the eldest brother Cen Qingjia. Cen Qingyou took Qiao Wan and headed for the Great Guangming Palace!

Before leaving, Qiao Wan said goodbye to Baihu Ersan and Guiqi.

Before Ga Ying left with Xiu Quan, he called Qiao Wan for the first time.

If Qiao Wan had promised to be his subordinate and work for him before, he would have found a way to help her deal with this evil aura, but now she had to take care of it herself.

However, after looking at the lingering demonic energy, Ga Ying still frowned and threw a disc from his sleeve.

Qiao Wan was stunned: "Thunder Pan?"

Xiu Quan was even more surprised than she was: "Didn't I do this?"

Qiao Wan thought silently, no wonder Jia Ying wanted to chase her before.

"I misunderstood you at first," Jia Ying said in a deep voice, "I will give you this gift."

This thunder disk was hard-won, and she paid a heavy price for it.

Jia Ying lowered his head on his own initiative. Qiao Wan glanced at the vigorous and simple thunder disk in the man's hand, hesitated for two seconds, and then took it.

She wants to become stronger.

After bidding farewell to the Cen family and Mrs. Cen, Qiao Wan and Cen Qingyou packed up and hit the road together.

At the same time that the two of them were on the road, the blockbuster news that "Qiao Wan is not dead" quickly spread outwards with the Cen Mansion as the center, all the way to Kunshan.

——Qiao Wan is not dead!

——Not only did he not die, he also caught up with the Demon King!

This time, the faces of the Xiao family and Moyu were completely pressed to the ground and rubbed back and forth.

The Xiao family put up such a big battle and smashed 6,000 high-grade spiritual stones, but Qiao Wan was still in trouble.

I couldn’t help but get excited, and even caught up with the Demon Emperor Jia Ying!

Kill him, he must kill him.

The Xiao family had a cold face and didn't care about the little monk. They turned around and added weights to the ultimate kill list, adding 8,000 high-grade spiritual stones. They forced Qiao Wan to move up several places. The powerful Nascent Soul is particularly eye-catching.

For a time, scattered cultivators all over the world were busy sharpening their knives.

The Demon Realm should have taken care of Qiao Wan a long time ago, so why delay it until now? It means that Qiao Wan is not that important in their eyes.

Before, desperadoes, killers, and casual cultivators were still afraid of the Demon Realm and did not dare to get involved in this muddy water. But now, the Demon Realm is not taking matters into their own hands. If they want to capture Qiao Wan, they will do it for heaven.

The Great Guangming Hall is in the east, which is a rather awkward position. Chaotian Ridge and the Xiao family’s sect are also in the east.

The news that she was going to the Great Guangming Palace has not spread yet. Along the way, Qiao Wan cautiously held onto her waistcoat and drove day and night with Cen Qingyou. On the other hand, she carefully inquired about her cheap father Mei along the way. News from Yuan Bai.

It's a pity that I rushed to Jiuyue Mountain where the Great Guangming Palace is located, but I still didn't find out the reason.

On the way, the demonic energy broke out once, and Cen Qingyou quickly held her down and recited Buddhist sutras to her for a day and a night.

When morning came, Qiao Wan and Cen Qingyou walked out together with dark circles in their eyes and empty steps.

The waiter in the inn glanced at him and complained softly.

"Why do you think there are so many fake monks in the world now? They don't even cover up, so blatantly?"

"This is still at the foot of Jiuyue Mountain. If you are really a disciple of the Great Guangming Palace, it will really embarrass the Great Guangming Palace."

"Let the Venerable Miaofa see it." The waiter grinned, "Then we might as well do the Dharma rectification on the spot."

The closer you get to the Great Hall of Light, the more and more legends about Master Miaofa emerge.

The young monk shuddered silently, his usually calm and composed face showing a rare drift.

To be honest, Cen Qingyou was not sure about bringing a demon back to the Great Guangming Palace.

Although Master has a vicious reputation, he is actually **** the outside and soft on the inside, with a compassionate heart. He must have a way to cure Xin Yi.

"Xin Yi," Cen Qingyou turned his head and glanced at the vague demonic aura on Qiao Wan's body, and then at the various male and female monks outside the inn, "Let's go up the mountain again tomorrow when your demonic aura dissipates a little."

She and Cen Qingyou were not the only ones who came to Jiuyue Mountain in the past few days. There are also many Taoist priests and Confucianism cultivators wandering at the foot of the mountain. They are men and women of various sizes, fat and thin, and tall and short.

For a time, there was a mixture of fish and dragons at the foot of Jiuyue Mountain.

These Taoist priests and Confucianism cultivators all came to the "Three Religions Conference" in the Great Guangming Hall in March this year.

The "Three Religions Dharma Conference" is held every ten years.

This year's Wheel of Dharma Conference was held at the Great Guangming Hall of Jiuyue Mountain, so all the Confucian cultivators and Taoist priests were present along the way.

With nothing to do, Cen Qingyou simply led Qiao Wan around the foot of Jiuyue Mountain.

Not far from the inn, a large shed was set up and a tea stall was set up to entertain the monks who passed by.

In front of the tea stall, someone happened to be telling a story.

It is not so much a "storyteller" as it is a "story gathering" in the world of cultivation. It is full of nonsense and talks about all the prominent figures in the world of cultivation today.

Surprise! The banshee came into the room of Master Miaofa in the middle of the night, and there was such intense breathing in the middle of the night!

Master Miaofa transformed into thirty-two female demons.

While such rumors of pornographic violence and harmony are flying all over the sky, there are also clerks carrying various small storybooks in their arms, peddling them back and forth.

Qiao Wan's eyes twitched when she heard it, but she couldn't help but continue listening.

The "storytelling" Confucian cultivators here are well versed in the gossip psychology of the masses. They are fresh and have a bit of pornography, and a bit of Buddhism is mixed in the pornography. They talk with joy and vividness, even Qiao Wan can hear it. It’s a bit overwhelming.

After talking about Master Miaofa, he turned around and went back to the original battle between the world of cultivation and the world of demons.

"Speaking of that battle, we have to mention Su Buhuo, the God of War in the Demon Realm."

"The reason why Su Buhuo, a demon cultivator, can be called the God of War is not just because of his advanced cultivation. The most terrifying thing is that he is a demon who is as cunning as a fox and has the ability of a tiger and a wolf."

"Fortunately, he died early. If Su Buhuo had not died, he would have threatened the renovation of the true world."

At this moment, Qiao Wan's head suddenly buzzed again.

"Xin Yi?" Cen Qingyou asked.

"I'm fine." Qiao Wan shook her head, gripped the teacup in front of her and took a sip of tea, then she felt the buzzing feeling in her head subsided a little.

Perhaps due to taboo, few people in the world of cultivation talk about things in the Demon Realm.

Finally, someone was willing to talk. Qiao Wan shook her head and continued to listen.

Unexpectedly, halfway through the conversation, the other party stopped talking.

There was no other way, so Qiao Wan had no choice but to call the waiter at the teahouse.

"How long has this fellow Taoist been teaching here?"

The guy was quite enthusiastic: "I must have been talking about it for a year or two."

"Then have you heard of Su Buhuo?"

The guy put the rag on his shoulders, stood up straight, and said with a serious look on his face: "Why are you asking about this?"

Qiao Wan: "They are all monks. I am curious whether this demon war **** is really that powerful."

After thinking about it, Qiao Wan added another sentence and pulled Jia Ying over: "How about comparing with Demon Emperor Jia Ying?"

"Since you asked, fellow Taoist, I have to answer." The clerk smiled, took out a stack of storybooks from his sleeve, and slapped it on the table with a "snap".

"But Su Buhuo has nothing to say. Fellow Taoist, you might as well pick up a book and read it first, maybe you might be interested."

This is an opportunity to peddle money.

Qiao Wan and Cen Qingyou looked at the pile of storybooks together, and they were all colorful.

Qiao Wan randomly picked out three books, and the second young master of the Cen family politely took out a first-class spiritual stone.

One first-grade spiritual stone is equivalent to approximately fifty low-grade spiritual stones.

The guy immediately beamed.

"Actually, there is nothing much to say about Su Buhuo. Although he was the God of War in the Demon Realm, he died early and did not play any role in the war that year."

Qiao Wan thought about it for a moment and asked, "Have you ever heard of Mei Yuanbai?"

The guy frowned, with a look of thought on his face: "I seem to have heard of it somewhere. Is this Mei Kangping's brother?"

"It is said that Su Buhuo and Mei Kangping seem to have a good relationship."

I spent a first-level spirit stone, but still didn’t get any useful information.

But at least I bought three story books.

If you don’t read it, Qiao Wan and Cen Qingyou opened the story book together.

A few big red characters "嚯" rushed into my eyes.

"My passionate night with Master Miaofa".

It tells the story of the Venerable Miao Dharma of the Great Guangming Hall, who personally influenced a female demon and took refuge in our Buddha. It was recorded orally by the demon in question.

Qiao Wan:......

Cen Qingyou:......

With this hot first book, Zhu Yu, there seems to be no need to read the second and third books.

In front of his direct disciples, Qiao Wan read a story about someone else's master that lusted after someone else's. It took her a long time to say something: Master Miaofa is really...popular...

Cen Qingyou:......

Various short story books can be widely circulated at the foot of Jiuyue Mountain. It seems that this Venerable Miaofa is much more compassionate and generous than imagined...

Suddenly, a scream broke the noise of the tea stall.

"Isn't this Qiao Wan?!"

The next second, three or four hooded men stood at the tea stall, drawing their swords and slapping the table!

Devil energy, hammer, and a young monk following him. I used my pupil technique to see if it was Qiao Wan!

Qiao Wan opened her eyes wide and was shocked!

Fuck!

This is... a killer who relies on the killer list!

For a moment, the entire tea stall fell silent, and the next second, the entire tea table flew into the air together with the tea.

Qiao Wan's heart skipped a beat, and she stuffed the notebook into her arms, leaped into the air like a monkey in the sky, and in an instant, she and Cen Qingyou rushed out of the tea stall.

"Run away! Chase!"

"Hurry up!"

"Chasing, chasing, chasing! Chase! Don't let this woman and this man run away! That's Qiao——"

Halfway through his words, he suddenly turned a corner and didn’t say anything.

Just kidding, those are 8,000 high-grade spiritual stones! Can this allow anyone to take a piece of the pie?

At the foot of Jiuyue Mountain.

Two figures walked leisurely along the long street of the market.

"Master, when will we go back?"

The servant who was following the young man cautiously glanced at the young man walking in front, not daring to disturb the other man's good mood.

"No rush," the young man said with a careless smile, "If we go shopping for a while, it won't be our turn now anyway."

The young man has a face like a crown jade, a yellow shirt, and some cyan lotus patterns embroidered on the cuffs. He has a pair of peach blossom eyes and looks somewhat similar to Xiao Boyang.

Surprisingly, it is Xiao Boyu who has not been heard from since they parted ways that night in Youxian Town!

But in the blink of an eye, the busy and noisy long street was suddenly broken!

Not far away, there was a loud banging sound, occasionally mixed with one or two angry curses.

A young female cultivator exclaimed.

"Prosperous wealth!"

The ferocious tengu covered in darkness in his hand took the opportunity to break free from the leash and escaped in the chaos.

Xiao Boyu paused, narrowed his eyes, and looked ahead.

Pursuit?

This chase scene is not unusual in the entire world of cultivation.

A big knife slashed down on the head with great force!

Qiao Wan Gulu rolled down from the eaves and landed on the ground, covered in ashes.

As soon as she got up, a ferocious dog jumped out close to her body. Being hit by this collision, Qiao Wan subconsciously took two steps back. In the blink of an eye, when she took a closer look, The young monk has disappeared.

There were more than a dozen hooded men blocking the way.

Probably when she and Cen Qingyou had just escaped, the crowd dispersed.

These dozen hooded men came for the shining golden head on her neck. They stopped chasing Cen Qingyou and gathered around Qiao Wan.

"Run?" The big man at the head wiped a bright sword and sneered, "Watch where you run."

Qiao Wan glanced at the red word "kill" embroidered on the other person's arm.

This is a character in Jueqinglou.

There are killer lists, and naturally there are those who specialize in the killer business.

Jueqinglou is one of the organizations in the world of cultivation that specializes in the human head business.

Noticing that Qiao Wan's eyes were on his arm, the big man with the knife sneered: "Since you can see that we are from the Jueqing Building, I advise you to accept your defeat, lest our brothers do something too harsh, and you can't do anything. Carefully cut off one of your arms and half of your legs."

There was a hint of evaluation in the man's eyes: "When the time comes, you will suffer, and we brothers may have to give a discount on the spiritual stones they received in exchange."

"Young Master?"

The young man's steps suddenly stopped.

The little servant accidentally bumped into him, and his whole body was numb from his spine to his tail bone.

Unexpectedly, the young man didn't have any intention of getting angry. He stared at the group of desperadoes in front of him with a pair of peach blossom eyes.

Xiao Boyu squinted his eyes, and after seeing clearly the appearance of the girl surrounded by the crowd, his expression suddenly changed!

Qiao Wan!

This is Qiao Wan!

Just these two hammers! He will never forget it until he dies! Besides her, who else would use those two hammers!

The scenes in Youxian Town all came to mind in an instant.

Xiao Boyu's whole face was distorted, and he subconsciously raised his legs and took a step forward.

As soon as he took a step forward, he took it back again.

Don't worry, first look at the situation on the other side before talking.

This is... Jueqing Building?

If you walk too much at night, you will always run into ghosts.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Xiao Boyu's mouth, and she hugged her chest to look at the girl who was surrounded by the people in Jueqing Building with cold eyes.

It's not that enemies don't get together, it's because he smashed 48,438 low-grade spiritual stones on the ultimate kill list.

Okay.

He was worried about having no way to take revenge, and this time she finally let her hit his hand.

Qiao Wan, Qiao Wan, what are you going to do now?

"How about it?" The big man with the knife said with a fake smile, "Have you thought about it?"

"If you haven't thought about it yet, we brothers are going to take action."

There are more than ten people, and their cultivation level basically fluctuates between the late stage of foundation building and the golden elixir.

At the foot of Jiuyue Mountain, the spiritual consciousness is spread, and the demonic energy will inevitably be exposed, and it will not end well when the time comes.

Qiao Wan glanced quickly, and suddenly——

I bumped into Xiao Boyu who was outside the crowd!

Xiao Boyu?

Qiao Wan was stunned when she saw the young man wearing a yellow shirt and a jade crown, whose appearance was similar to Xiao Boyang's.

Cen Qingyou was dispersed by the crowd.

In the front, more than ten people from the Jueqing Tower surrounded her.

Not far away, outside the encirclement, the young man crossed his chest and looked coldly.

In the eyes of Jueqinglou, she is just a mobile spirit stone. It is absolutely impossible for these people who sell heads to let go of such fat.

The human and animal trade in Youxian Town was disrupted by her, and Xiao Boyu would never let her go.

What will she do now?

Everyone present is waiting for such an answer.

"Have you thought it through?" The man holding the knife was a little impatient and showed a **** smile, "You haven't thought it through yet. Our brothers will not give you any more time."

The servant asked tremblingly: "Master?"

"Don't make any noise." Xiao Boyu's eyes darkened, full of anger.

The servant behind him was startled, seeing the obvious hatred and hostility on the young man, and wisely closed his mouth.

At this end, various magic weapons gradually appeared.

On the other end, Xiao Boyu watched closely what was going on here, a bow appeared out of thin air in his hand, and he pulled out an arrow from the quiver on his back.

Pick up a bow and set an arrow.

The sharp tip of the arrow was pointed clearly at Qiao Wan's heart.

What will she do now.

An idea flashed in Qiao Wan's mind, and her eyes locked squarely on Xiao Boyu across the crowd.

Having been stared at by this gaze, Xiao Boyu was stunned for a moment, and felt a sudden surge in his heart, with an unknown premonition popping up in his heart.

The next second, Naoren suddenly made a buzzing sound.

The ominous premonition came true!

Qiao Wan's spiritual consciousness was fast, accurate and ruthless, and it penetrated deeply into the young man's mind.

Xiao Boyu felt in a daze and opened his mouth involuntarily.

Open your mouth, brighten your voice, and have a loud voice.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

"All hooded heroes, listen to me!"

The young man's voice was high and passionate, echoing clearly throughout the street. People on the street stopped one after another, and the hooded killers in Jueqing Building also turned their heads and glanced.

In an instant, everyone’s eyes fell on Xiao Boyu.

Not only everyone was confused, but even Xiao Boyu himself was confused.

Under the attention of everyone, Xiao Boyu clenched the bow in his hand, his face was stiff, he took a deep breath, as if he was accumulating strength, his lips opened and closed uncontrollably, and his voice was louder: "Lu Wan is ——"

"Lu Wan——"

At the same time, the girl's calm and calm voice seemed to come from the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Do you remember the blood contract in Youxian Town? Take me out."

The blood contract in Youxian Town...

Xiao Boyu is so smart, as soon as his mind changes, two **** of anger almost appear in his eyes!

No one is allowed to take out the consciousness of that day, no more trading of human animals, and——

Don't reveal Qiao Wan's true identity to others.

Anyone who violates this will be destroyed.

Fuck!

Xiao Boyu stared at Qiao Wan from a distance and immediately understood what this guy was thinking.

Qiao Wan looked back expressionlessly.

This is the first person in history to threaten by self-destructing a vest, but he was still threatened!

I didn’t notice it, but this guy did another trick!

Xiao Boyu's face turned green, and he was filled with hatred.

The smooth business was interrupted. The little leader of the hooded killers turned dark, and his eyes towards Xiao Boyu suddenly became unfriendly.

"Who are you? Are you here to steal the sale of our building?"

Under the attention of everyone, Xiao Boyu's face was twisted, and his consciousness was still struggling to resist tenaciously.

But if a monk in the late stage of foundation building encounters a spiritual consciousness in the Nascent Soul stage, he will only be crushed.

No matter how hard the eldest young master of the Xiao family struggled, he was still pressed into the sea of ​​consciousness by Qiao Wan and rubbed against him.

Xiao Boyu's eyes widened, and when he saw the word "Qiao Wan", he rolled it twice on his lips, his mouth was bald, and he almost blurted it out——

Qiao Wan's voice echoed in the sea of ​​consciousness: Do you agree or not?

A wisp of demonic energy swirled slowly and leisurely in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Under the threat of life, the iron-clad eldest young master of the Xiao family gritted his teeth in grief and anger, met the eyes of the killers in Jueqing Tower, and puffed up his sleeves, revealing the cyan lotus pattern on the cuffs.

At this moment, the expressions of all the killers in Jueqing Tower changed.

The Xiao family? !

Is this the Xiao family?

The murderous aura in his eyes also dissipated a lot.

"Fellow Taoist, are you from the Xiao family?"

The killers exchanged glances with each other, and a man with a red hat stepped forward to negotiate.

"Little Red Riding Hood" lowered her voice: "Since fellow Taoist is from the Xiao family, he must know who this female cultivator is. When we are doing business in Jueqing Building, we also ask fellow Taoist to step back. The sword has no eyes, so as not to hurt the Taoist. Friends."

Xiao Boyu: "I want this person."

"Little Red Riding Hood" was stunned: "We brothers don't understand what fellow Taoist means."

Xiao Boyu gritted his teeth: "I mean, our Xiao family wants this person."

Little Red Riding Hood exchanged glances with her companions again, worried about the lotus pattern on the young man's sleeves, and asked in a good voice: "Is this what the Xiao family meant?"

Xiao Boyu: "Besides the Xiao family, who else wants her life so much?"

"I came with the teacher this time, and I happened to watch you chasing her on the street." Xiao Boyu pointed out, "Leave this person to me, except for the spiritual stone promised on the ultimate kill list. , I’ll give you another tip.”

Is this... you want to take credit from your teacher?

"Little Red Riding Hood" narrowed her eyes, but she still didn't let down her guard when she spoke: "Your Excellency keeps saying that you are from the Xiao family, and you want this person without proof or certificate. How can we believe you, fellow Taoist?"

Qiao Wan looked at each other in the air with a calm expression.

At the same time, the demonic energy stirred up the sea of ​​consciousness even more fiercely.

Xiao Boyu gritted his teeth and turned back: "Get the spirit stone!"

The little servant was completely confused, "Master?!"

Xiao Boyu stared: "Stop talking nonsense and get it quickly!"

Which is more important, the spiritual stone or your young master’s life?

After being gouged out by Xiao Boyu, the little servant was sweating. He didn't dare to say anything at the moment, and he gingerly took out a bag of spiritual stones.

The surroundings became quiet for a moment.

"This is a bag of fourth-level spiritual stones. The deposit is enough. You can pick up the rest at the Fanxin Inn where our Xiao family is staying tomorrow!"

While saying this, Xiao Boyu stared at Qiao Wan fiercely without blinking, as if he would never give up until he bit off a piece of meat. His eyes looked strangely like those of the Xiao family.

No one has trouble with money.

This young man, wearing the crest of the Xiao family and spending a lot of money, stared at Qiao Wan with a sinister look.

The identities of the Xiao family seem to be inseparable.

Originally, the killing order was issued to get money from the Xiao family.

Not afraid of 10,000, just afraid of the unexpected. Jueqinglou is not willing to offend the Xiao family easily.

The hoods in Jueqing Tower looked at each other, and it was "Little Red Riding Hood" who spoke: "In this case, let's just believe in Taoist friends for the time being. However, it is still the same sentence, without proof, when the time comes we will What evidence should I use to go to the inn to collect the other half of the reward?"

Xiao Boyu raised his eyebrows, lowered his voice, and gritted his teeth sadly: "What? You don't believe in our Xiao family, do you think our Xiao family will default on the debt?"

The hooded man was very polite: "Fellow Taoist, I misunderstood. We didn't mean it this way. We are just doing business and always require a guarantee."

Qiao Wan said coldly: Be their guarantee.

Xiao Boyu was so angry that his face turned pale, but there was nothing he could do with this fierce and domineering consciousness. He took out a jade pendant from his arms and threw it out.

"Can this jade pendant of the Xiao family be used as a guarantee?"

The jade pendant fell into the palm of his hand. One of the hooded men lifted his hood, reached out and touched his eyelids, and nodded to the other companions.

——I used my pupil technique to see that the Xiao family crest on the jade pendant is indeed real, and it is indeed something only the children of the Xiao family would wear.

"Little Red Riding Hood" was still worried.

Xiao Boyu gritted his teeth: What do you want?

Little Red Riding Hood: "It's simple, please reach out, fellow Taoist."

Qiao Wan: Reach out

Xiao Boyu gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand.

A small black flying insect buzzed out of the hood, fell into the young man's hand, twisted his butt, and got in.

"This is a flying insect raised in our Jueqing Building. It can track people thousands of miles away."

Xiao Boyu's face turned even darker: "Are you relieved now?"

"Little Red Riding Hood" immediately showed a friendly smile on his face, and cupped his hands: "Of course I feel relieved. I'm sorry for offending fellow Taoist. I can't help it. You have to keep a few thoughts when walking on the road."

"When we get the spirit stone tomorrow, we will take out this insect immediately without any delay."

At that moment, he put away the jade pendant and spiritual stone, and waved his hand: "Let's go!"

On the surface, Xiao Boyu was holding down Qiao Wan, but in fact, Qiao Wan was tying up Xiao Boyu and moving forward.

The young man's face turned red with anger and his demeanor was gone: "I have done everything you asked me to do. When will you let me go?"

Qiao Wan looked straight ahead: "Great Guangming Hall."

If Xiao Boyu is released now, he will definitely go on a rampage and kill people. It will be safe until he reaches the Great Guangming Palace. The Great Guangming Palace is protected by the monks who protect the temple. She does not believe that Xiao Boyu dares to kill people in the important place of Buddhism.

In this way, we climbed all the way to Jiuyue Mountain and arrived at the gate of the Great Guangming Hall.

The Daguangming Hall is built according to the mountain. It is very majestic and noble. It is closely related to the Dabei Cliff. Every day, many believers climb Jiuyue Mountain to pay homage to the Buddha.

In front of the mountain gate, people come and go, and there is a lot of incense.

Qiao Wan and Xiao Boyu are not the two most special ones.

As soon as he arrived at the mountain gate, two Zhike monks surrounded him.

Xiao Boyu had a livid face, but he had to squeeze out a gentle smile: "No need to bother, just casually strolling around."

Qiao Wan quickly looked around the Great Guangming Hall: go forward.

The deeper you go, the safer it becomes.

Qiao Wan finally stopped in front of a row of Zen rooms in the Great Guangming Hall and asked Xiao Boyu to turn around and walk towards the mountain gate.

One, two, three, four, five....

After watching Xiao Boyu walk more than forty meters away, her consciousness could no longer hold on, and the demonic energy gradually took over.

Qiao Wan immediately released her consciousness.

The consciousness is relaxed——

The young man turned around "Huo Ran" and picked up his bow and arrow!

Xiao Boyu: Die for me!

Qiao Wan reacted one step faster, using subtle footwork to avoid the flying silver arrows, and flew into a meditation room!

One arrow missed the target.

Xiao Boyu: Fuck! !

In just this moment, the monks protecting the temple had already surrounded him.

"Who is making noise here in this important place of Buddhism?!"

Looking at the deserted plain, and then at the monks who were gradually surrounding the temple, Xiao Boyu put away his arrows and gritted his teeth: You still know how to hide in the Zen room, you can wait for me.

She hid in the Zen room. It was obvious that he could not shoot arrows into the Zen room in front of the Dharma Protector of the Great Light Hall.

Looking quickly at the flat land in front of him and remembering it in his heart, Xiao Boyu's face was gloomy.

The distance of twelve feet is probably the distance that this guy's consciousness can extend.

I remember today, don’t let me touch you next time.

Without looking at which Zen room it was, Qiao Wan randomly picked one with an open window, jumped in, rolled on the spot, and felt a faint wisp of sandalwood incense at the tip of her nose.

Look up.

I saw only a clean and bright Zen room.

It's big enough and deserted enough, with basically no furniture or furnishings.

There was a futon in the middle of the room, leaning against the wall. Behind the wall was a large character written vigorously in ink.

"Break"

The writing is cold and sharp, revealing a bit of a chilling tone.

At this moment, there was a conversation outside the meditation room.

"Your Majesty, would you like to change your clothes?"

Qiao Wan was startled and subconsciously hid behind a plain screen.

The door creaked open, and two people walked into the meditation room together.

As soon as he stepped into the Zen room, one of them stopped sharply.

"Huh?! Demonic energy!"

A male voice, as clear and powerful as the sound of an ancient temple bell, immediately covered his head!

Qiao Wan opened her eyes wide and felt a thump in her heart.

Why does this refreshing voice sound so familiar?

The visitor raised his voice and shouted loudly: "Devil! Who is here?"

The next second, Qiao Wan felt a golden light flash before his eyes.

The screen in front of him was struck by the Buddha's light, and suddenly exploded, and the paper was torn into pieces.

In the swirling cloth, Qiao Wan raised her head a little stiffly.

What comes into view is a Buddha.

This high and noble voice.

This navy blue hair, cyan cassock cuffs, one thousand and eighty soapberry beads.

There is also this solemn treasure.

The eyebrows are bright and sharp, like the light radiating from the thin red blade, opening up the beautiful colors.

Fo Guang didn't give her any face, and came straight towards Qiao Wan with powerful strength.

Without any time to think, Qiao Wan subconsciously rolled on the spot and just avoided the golden light.

"Papa"

A storybook fell out of his clothes.

There were a few bright red characters written on it.

"My passionate night with Master Miaofa"

The Buddha's fierce and powerful offensive paused, and his stern but inviolable majestic gaze subconsciously fell on the storybook, and then fell on Qiao Wan's face.

Facing the Buddha's fierce and intimidating gaze.

Qiao Wan:......