Great Yinxian Dynasty

　　 Chen Jiu's voice received a response, a golden Buddha light rose up, and countless Zen singing resounded through the surroundings.

　　 Chen Jiu cursed secretly in his heart: "This monk is really a bald donkey. Such a high strength would be afraid of the prestige of the old Black Mountain demon and would not dare to make a move, so that Laozi's last magic weapon was abolished."

　　 The resentment in Chen Jiu's heart was surging. Facing death, the monk finally had the courage to compete with the old Black Mountain monster. Unfortunately, both Chen Jiu and the monk overestimated the face of the Black Mountain old monster.

The scorched old Black Mountain demon who was twice caused by Chen Jiu’s self-explosive magical weapon was definitely hit hard. The most important thing is that there is a powerful young monk around him who is eagerly watching. If this is the case, if the Black Mountain old demon doesn’t run away. Simply the biggest fool.

Standing on the top of a mountain in the distance, the old Black Mountain demon looked at Chen Jiu and the monk from a distance, and sighed helplessly. He had to let them go first, and finally broke through the prohibition and sent out a spiritual thought. Now, this divine mind is still very useful.

　　 The sky was full of smoke and dust, and when I looked at the scene, the figure of the old black mountain demon had long disappeared without a trace, but the monk was still doing his best and chanting with his eyes closed.

　　 Looking at the power of demon descending in the air, Chen Jiu smiled, and finally escaped.

After a while, the monk saw sweat on his forehead. Chen Jiu knew that this guy consumed a lot of mana. In order to prevent the Black Mountain demon from returning, Chen Jiu could only say: "Master, stop reading, the Black Mountain demon has already gone".

Hearing this, the old demon Black Mountain dared to open his eyes, and then looked around. The old monster Black Mountain was indeed gone. He breathed a sigh of relief, then wiped the sweat from his forehead, and sat on the ground, "Thanks to the donor’s twisting. The war, otherwise you and I will really be planted here today."

　　 Chen Jiu looked at the monk's lingering expression, and said slightly curiously: "Master, that old Black Mountain demon is famous?".

　　 The monk pinched the rosary in his hand and slowly said: "Not very famous, but very famous".

Looking at Chen Jiu’s slightly curious eyes, the monk also felt ashamed of his previous state and explained to Chen Jiu: “About three hundred years ago, there was an earth-shattering evil character in the Hongwu Dynasty. This evil character specializes in absorbing people. Jingpo, the abbot of Lanruo Temple and the elders couldn't bear it, so I designed to put him in Lanruo Temple and suppress it with the power of incense for thousands of years."

　　 At this point, the monk shook his head, ignoring the color of memory: "That stop was really tragic. My great monk from Lanruo Temple died in battle, only a few small shrimps escaped."

　　 Chen Jiudao: "Fortunately, this old demon is finally sealed."

　　 The monk shook his head: "This old demon is indeed amazing. He actually split the seal into a gap. It seems that it is an eventful autumn again today."

After Chen Jiu heard this, he disagreed. Although this old Black Mountain demon is very famous, it was only three hundred years ago. Now, after three hundred years of sealing and the consumption of countless incense, the old demon has become more mad at thirty, and its prestige is still The remaining bits are not yet known, and besides, this old guy hasn't escaped yet.

　　 After regaining some strength, the monk stood up and supported Chen Jiu on his back: "Donor, where are we going?"

　　Chen Jiuyi smiled: "It goes without saying, of course, it is to go to the city. The old Black Mountain demon in the wilderness can make a comeback at any time."

　　 Speaking of this, Chen Jiu said with some confusion: "I don't know if there is a mountain **** on this mountain."

　　 The monk felt a little and said, "No, the mountain **** here has been driven away by the monster."

　　 The two were speechless, surpassing the mountains, and finally walked out of this mountain. Chen Jiu looked at the sky: "Master, if today is so dark, how about you and I find a place to spend the night? It happens that I meditate to restore my mana."

　　 This monk is an honest man, Chen Jiu said that he did not refute, and finally found a good place: "Donor, let's stay overnight here."

　　 Chen Jiu nodded: "I am missing a pile of fires now. There is some dry food in my package, enough for us to stay in the mountains for a few days."

　　 After the monk lit the fire, he took the dry food that Chen Jiu handed over. The two of them finished eating silently, and then Chen Jiu ignored the monk and sank into the realm of good fortune.

　　 After a while, the monk recovered and looked at Chen Jiu who was meditating, and silently closed his eyes and regained his spirit.

　　 The sun rises and the moon sets. Fortunately, Chen Jiu and the monk's luck was not that bad. They spent the night unscathed, occasionally one or two beasts came over and were surrendered by the monk.

　　 Early in the morning, Chen Jiu opened his eyes amid the chirping birds. Looking at the wild fruits he picked, Chen Jiu suddenly found that this monk was really interesting. Apart from his cowardice, there seemed to be nothing annoying.

　　 It is human nature to be greedy of life and fear of death. This monk's fear of death is also justified. He should not be bored because of the suicide of the Buddha. He must be just a monk and not a Buddha.

　　 "Hey, where are the masters going?".

　　 After taking a bite of the fruit, the monk looked at Chen Jiu: "I heard that the capital is going to have a Fa Hua meeting. The little monk is not talented, and he is going to join in the fun."

　　 Chen Jiu nodded when he heard the words. It neither knew where the capital was nor what the Fahua Conference was.

　　 "Congratulations to the master for the victory."

　　 "Amitabha, the little monk has violated the precepts, and the monks should not be eager to win, be kind and kind".

　　 Chen Jiu looked at the monk interesting, shook his head and stood up, looking at the lush trees around him, he was in a good mood. After recuperating last night, his health could not be better, and he recovered more than half of his strength.

　　 "In that case, let's go, Master. I will stay here for a few days. I will go out after the injury is recovered."

　　 "This and this, the donor is in trouble with me. Now it is not good for me to leave the donor and go alone. Besides, there are beasts in the mountain. If something happens to the donor, what should I do."

"Well, Chen Jiubai gave him a look. I am not an ordinary person. I have recovered most of the injury. How can An Neng, a mere beast, have gotten me? Besides, I heard you say that the Fa Hua Conference is about to open. What if you are late? ".

　　 The monk was a little dull when he heard the words: "If this is the case, the little monk is going to leave, but he has to protect the donor for one day before leaving."

　　 Chen Jiu pondered a little, this day should not be able to delay the Fa Hua Conference: "Since the master is interested, then I will not refuse, but also thank the master."

　　 After speaking, Chen Jiu began to meditate cross-legged, absorbing the aura of the surrounding area.

　　 Time is in a hurry, the day is not very long, the monk is gone, leaving only Chen Jiu here to meditate.

　　 Looking at the fire in front of the capsule, UU reading www.uukanshu. com Chen Jiu's eyes dimmed slightly. Yesterday, he heard this monk talk about some interesting things in the world. He offended the old Black Mountain demon. He can't stay here anymore. He can only go to school and invest in those colleges as blessings.

The strength of the dynasty is definitely not to be ignored. Even the cultivating sect facing the imperial court’s conquest army must retreat, because the imperial court represents orthodoxy and represents the general trend of humanity. As long as the general trend of humanity does not fall behind, these monks are absolutely not. Those who dare to challenge the court, of course, except for those who are not afraid of humanity's backlash.

　　 There is a peculiar kind of person in this world, that is, scholars, scholars will nurture a righteous spirit in their hearts, in harmony with the heaven and the earth, boundless, but also the mighty atmosphere of the heaven and the earth.

The great Confucianism is the foundation of the imperial court. Only the great Confucian who has the sun and the moon in mind will suppress the evil spirits one by one, and even the great Confucian roars, able to communicate with the vast and mighty energy and shock the cultivation of successful cultivation. By.

　　 I want to say that this old Black Mountain demon is the great evil among the absolute great evils. Now there is only a ray of spiritual thought left, and he absolutely dare not go to those places where great scholars sit to find death.

　　 Looking at the birds on the horizon returning to the forest, the sky was completely dark, and a pair of blood-red eyes stared at Chen Jiu.

Facing this murderous intent, how Chen Jiu couldn’t notice: "What a beast, you brought it here by yourself. With that monk these days, I’m a vegetarian, and I’m tired of it. Grandpa, my stomach hurts. , I didn’t expect your grandson to be filial, knowing that Grandpa I want to eat meat.”

After 　　 finished speaking, I saw Chen Jiu gently waving his fingers, and then a sharp blade instantly brought out bursts of whistling sound, cutting off the wolf head.