Huh ~

Silently, a cold current seemed to be coming. With the two of them, the airflow within a radius of ten miles seemed to be solidified in mid-air.

"It's not enough to destroy the promise. Since you don't want to say it, you will follow you."

The old demon lowered his eyes:

"But, before entering the Pass, Mu Qingliu had no time to clone himself. When he entered the Pass again, he might not allow you to come and go freely..."

Taking the thin book, leaving Emperor Qianheng behind. Fan Ruyi was silent for a moment, turned around and walked into the pass again:

"He is not Zhang Xuanba."

...

...

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and dawn is not coming.

Under the night, Pingdu Mountain, which stretches for thousands or thousands of miles, lying across the junction of Qing and Bai states like an ancient giant beast.

In the night, there are a lot of lights in the mountains and forests.

Hurry!

Six copper coins fell to the ground from the light golden turtle shell.

"No, still no..."

Under the swaying light, Yun Dao Ren saw sweat on his forehead and breathed rapidly:

"The old Taoist has said that this immortal magical realm can only appear once every four hundred years. These monks do not believe it..."

"No, can't it be done?"

Mu Shaoyou's heart trembled too.

"No, no!"

The two masters and apprentices looked at each other, and there was a slight bleak smell.

The news of the birth of the Bodhidharma illusion has spread all over the world over the years, and I don’t know how many good things the martial artists in the martial arts world have attracted.

Of course, more, monks.

Lanke Temple, Wuliang Sect, Fulong Temple, Dachan Temple... God knows how many Buddhist masters gathered at the foot of Pingdu Mountain.

They have been "invited" to this place for five or six years. Many of the others who entered the Bodhidharma illusion with them were also "invited" to come.

"This group of bald donkeys bully the weak and fear the strong!"

Mu Shaoyou gritted his teeth:

"What a famous and upright sect, what a great Buddhist master, just bully me, Shuiyun Temple, no one! Since I am so persistent, why don't I see you and invite King Yang?

Are you afraid?!"

"Calm the sound!"

This sound scared the Lord Yun’s urination, and he covered his apprentice’s mouth, but it was still too late.

Outside the door, a Buddha's name came.

"Amitabha, good, good!"

Several old monks walked slowly out of the forest.

"Don't blame the great Zen master, the little disciple also speaks without saying anything..."

Seeing a few old monks, the two masters and disciples' faces turned pale a little instantly.

"It's not a fault for the Taoist priest. He was originally quiet and rude. If anyone was trapped in the place for five or six years, he always felt resentful..."

Xu Jing folded his hands together and bowed to apologize:

"It's really true that it's not the old monk. Master Bodhidharma, and the monks are in a bit too intense..."

"Great Zen Master, you are polite..."

Seeing the great master salute, the two masters and disciples felt flattered, and their resentment dissipated a little for a while, and they rushed to help them up.

"I, Dachan Temple, are not bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. It's really that King Yang, it's really hard to ask..."

The old monk Xujing sighed.

The two old monks behind him were speechless.

I haven't invited this, it's really, I can't beat it...

“Huh?”

Suddenly, a ray of light appeared in the forest, and the eyes of several people were immediately attracted. They saw six copper plates on the mud floor shining and pointing to the depths of the forest.

"The illusion, the illusion has opened?"

Dao Ren Yun was confused.

The time when the Immortal Magic Fantasy Realm is opened will shorten with the change of the sky, but it will not be shortened to this point, right?

"Um?!"

The old monk Xujing was about to go when suddenly his body trembled and he turned around in horror.

boom!

The earth was shaking, and a thunderous explosion came from the sky above the forest.

A figure rushed wildly as if it had crashed into the mountains and forests, and its aura exploded like a cloud. Inside, it was the man who whistled very angry:

"Daoren Lin, you're bullying too much!"

boom!

It was like a meteor coming north, a golden light penetrated through the night. In the night wind, accompanied by the roar of the Qianlong Divine Bow, and a sneer followed:
Chapter completed!