Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

"what is this?"

The two were stunned for a moment, and immediately felt that the cuffs were getting bigger and bigger, obscuring their vision, and then they appeared in a dark world as soon as their eyes darkened.

"This is... Sumeru mustard seeds! Buddha country in the palm of your hand! This is impossible! This is the method of the Buddha!"

Hui An was shocked beyond words.

He only felt that the whole body was bound by the power of layers of rules, and the true essence in the body was stagnant, unable to function at all.

At this time, he is like a mortal who has not cultivated.

"It's over, we're all over..."

He fell to the ground in despair.

"Ouch, old man's ass!"

The King of Anyang suddenly gave a miserable cry, reached out and touched it, and pulled out a steel thorn from his buttocks, blood gushing out.

"Isn't this the old man's Xuanming thorn?"

He trembled in pain, and immediately discovered that the steel thorn was the one that the Taoist priest had just taken away.

When he fell into this space, he was stabbed in the face.

It's long enough, but it's too thin.

At this time, the outer sleeves swayed, and the entire space suddenly spun up and down. The two suddenly turned their heads and feet upside down, spun into the air, and slammed into each other.

"hiss……"

King Anyang took a deep breath.

I saw that the steel thorn in his hand was impartial, stabbing Hui An's ass, blood smeared all over his face.

...

In the mountain pass, the three of them looked at Zhang Ming.

"Dao... Dao Master, what about those two people?"

Yin Xue covered her mouth and asked in disbelief.

He was beaten to death just now, and disappeared in the blink of an eye!

Is this really a means of reunification?

Guo Xiang leaned over, grabbed the sleeve of the Taoist priest, widened his dark eyes, and searched back and forth.

"Daoist Qing Hui, where did you hide them?"

Saying that, she shook her sleeves vigorously.

Zhang Ming pushed away the little hand she was stroking and said with a smile: "This is the secret of my Lingshu Temple. If you want to see it, you can come to Zhuoguang Mountain to learn from the teacher."

Yin Xue pouted, stingy.

Guo Xiang took it seriously, and asked with blinking eyes, "Daoist Qing Hui, my parents have praised me for being smart and wise since I was a child. Do you think our master can accept me?"

Zhang Ming's smile froze, he was really an elf ghost, he even wanted to be a Qingzi generation when he came up.

No, no, no, I can't say anything.

"Miss Guo, Master, his old man has passed away."

Zhang Ming bowed, concealing his refusal.

But Guo Xiang was not disappointed or entangled, but touched the pearl on his neck and said softly, "Daoist Qing Hui, you can call me Xiang'er in the future."

Yin Zheng: "..."

Yin Xue's eyes widened, Miss, isn't this reaction right?

Zhang Ming didn't care, but thought about the matter of Xiaohanshan Temple, what is the relationship between this Zen Master Hui'an and Huilun, and why did they appear here?

It looks like it's not like sniping at himself.

But it happened at the right time, by coincidence.

"Miss Xiang'er, these two are obviously not mountain bandits. One is from Xiaohanshan Temple, named Hui'an; the other is named King Anyang, who seems to be from the Hehuan Demon Sect."

He looked at the three and asked, "I don't know what grudges they have with you, why did they arrest you?"

At this time, when it was quiet, Guo Xiang and Yin Xue had a chance to think about the conspiracy behind this robbery.

"Miss, isn't the Hehuan Demon Sect unwilling to give up, ten years have passed, what kind of furnace does it still want to take you to?"

Yin Xue asked worriedly.

Zhang Ming looked curiously, just heard Guo Xiang say that he was targeted by the Hehuan Demon Sect when he was six years old. Could it be that there is a relationship between these two things, but what about Xiaohanshan Temple?

What role does this Buddhist temple play in it?

Guo Xiang's eyes dimmed slightly and said, "Daoist Qing Hui, this is not the first time we have met this Acacia Demon Sect,

When I was six years old, they came and robbed me. "

"Listen to them, what kind of Celestial Fragrant Holy Body I am, which can be used as a double repair furnace. Later, I couldn't do anything, so my father sent me to Kyoto to take shelter in the Heavenly Prison Court."

"After so many years, I thought they had given up, but I didn't expect to find them again."

It wasn't a pleasant experience, and the six-year-old girl was forced to leave her home, away from her parents.

She must have been lonely growing up.

The girl raised her dark and bright eyes, frowned her nose and said with a smile: "However, Xiang'er thinks that there are still many good people, and she has been very happy these years. Yin Xue has been with me all the time, and she met Daoist Qing Hui again. Very satisfied."

She didn't say it like pretending to be strong, but an optimism about life. This is a treasure girl.

Yin Zheng: "..."

Zhang Ming was a little moved, and said with a bow: "It is God's will for people with good hearts to enter the world and live."

"Daoist Qinghui, miss, we didn't tell anyone when we went out this time, but they were precisely blocked here. I'm afraid someone leaked the itinerary."

Yin Xue said worriedly.

"The accompanying guards and grooms, even if they are rescued, can't be trusted. Miss, we might as well abandon the carriage and return to the city with the caravan of Daoist Qing Hui."

This suggestion made Guo Xiang's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and shouted, "Okay, okay, but Daoist Qinghui, will Yin Xue and I disturb you?"

Yin Zheng: "..."

Zhang Ming shook his head and said, "Pin Dao is only a guest in the caravan. If you can, you have to go and ask the head of the caravan, Lao Zhangtou."

Yin Xue raised the knife and said, "It's alright, I'll ask him later. Don't worry, Miss, it's all right."

As she said that, she remembered that she had repeatedly begged Daoist Qing Hui for help today, and rubbed the handle of the knife with both hands, she was a little awkward, and asked: "Master Qing Hui, you have repeatedly rescued me and the young lady from distress today, I really don't want to. I know how to repay...if you don't mind, I..."

Guo Xiang quickly grabbed her and interrupted: "Yin Xue, what are you talking about, the Taoist priest is not the one who repays favors! If you want to repay, it should be me..."

Her fair face, which was already dizzy on her cheeks, was bright and moving, but at this time it was like a burning cloud, and half of the sky was red, extending all the way to the roots of her ears.

Zhang Ming smiled and said, "Miss Xiang'er said that Pindao saved you all because my Lingshu Guan and Xiaohanshan Temple had grievances, and you don't need to repay."

Guo Xiang opened her small mouth, her cheeks moved, and she swallowed what she wanted to say.

Yin Xue held the hilt of the knife and said solemnly, "Dao Chang's kindness, Yin Xue and the young lady will definitely remember it in their hearts!"

Yin Zheng: "..."

"By the way, since that monk can finally use the secret technique of joint attack with King Anyang, I am afraid that he is a fellow practitioner of Buddhism and Demon, and he is also proficient in the exercises of the Acacia Demon Sect. This matter is no trivial matter."

Zhang Ming said solemnly, "If you go back this time, if you meet the monks of Xiaohanshan Temple, you must be extra careful. Pindao is worried that there will be collusion between them."

Guo Xiang and Yin Xue looked at each other, and from each other's eyes, they could see deeper worries.

Xiaohanshan Temple is one of the three sects and seventeen sects of the Jin State. If they join forces with the four major demon sects, it will be a great disaster for Nanling City and Jin State.

Moreover, the fishing boat song will be coming soon...

They shook their heads, not daring to think too much. Let the tall people take care of these worries.

"Daoist Qing Hui, can you save Yin Zheng again?"

Guo Xiang asked Yin Xue together.

"..."

Yin Zheng burst into tears.

Finally someone remembered the injured self!