The cloud house where Monk Duhua lives is almost a hot topic in Qingfeng Temple. There are three layers of inside and outside, and three layers are surrounded by "angry" people. These people are either monks or old Taoists. They were all monks and masters who were originally cultivators with profound cultivation, but at this moment they were full of resentment that they would not become steel.

The thick haze above Qingfeng Temple is slowly pressing down. The ice hockey puppet, the size of a chicken egg, has become the size of a fist. The wooden houses and tents temporarily built by monks and Taoists have long been smashed. Only a few cloud rooms in Qingfeng Temple can barely be maintained.

At this time, the hairless monk could no longer hide his personal life. The woven rattan hat and umbrella could no longer stop the hail attack. Even the Taoist who tied his hair and crowned hair would make sure that it would splash red and white. Now when you go out, you would either put a thick enough wooden board or iron plate, or you would show your unique skills and use your body to protect your true energy to compete.

The old monk standing outside the monk Duhua’s door was not simple. Some people induced talismans to turn into golden light to protect their heads on the spot, and some people directly released the true energy of the internal family. The monks were the most impressive. The bald head protected by the Buddhist body protection Zen Technique and the round hail stone directly collided with each other. The head was naturally intact, but the hail was shattered into slag. The Buddhist iron head martial art finally came in handy.

Dozens of bald heads were pounding by hail, but the fragrance of dog meat and wine in the cloud room was revealed. The monks were all extremely angry, and the Buddha's name was clamoring: "Amitabha, the monks beg Zen Master Duhua to take charge of the overall situation. If the Zen Master refuses to leave, I will not retreat."

The old Taoists were staring at the slowly pressing down haze while sneaking to see this cloud room, and they felt helpless. If President Chen and Master Xu Qing had not been in seclusion with Zhenren Xu, and there was no senior master to host the Taoist sect, how could they need to ask for this bald donkey?

A young Taoist priest seemed to be unable to help it, and reached out to pull out the peach wood sword behind it, but was pulled by a fellow Taoist: "The haze was getting lower and lower, and there were already ghosts and chirping sounds in it. I don't know how many ghosts were hidden in it. The other party covered the sun and used the method of "Black Mountain Dark Forest". It can be seen that the strength is strong and you and I can't compete with it.

Nowadays, several Taoist masters are in seclusion, and if they want to do so, they will be the great monk to do so. Moreover, although the Taoist and Buddha schools have conflicts and struggles, they are now the time to cross together. Master Duhua has the highest status, so it is logical that he should take charge of the overall situation. Do not be abrupt, and cause trouble for you in vain..."

The young Taoist suddenly realized, quickly withdrew his hand and lowered his voice and said, "Thank you, Brother Dao, for the reminder."

"Where are you and I come from the North Three, so we should help each other. Qingfengguan masters are like clouds, and the presidents of the two associations of Buddhism and Taoism have come, and even alarmed the special departments of the military and police. Are you afraid that you will suffer a loss? As long as we protect ourselves and increase our experiences, we must not be the first to be... "

"The Supreme Saint, the great good words of fellow Taoists..."

Malatang hesitated for a long time, but finally didn't bother Brother Xu. She has also seen many practitioners these days. After hearing and seeing, she gradually realized that the practitioners are both important and dangerous in seclusion. Compared to Brother Xu's safety, what is Qingfeng Temple? What's more, there are many "experts" here. Why do you let Brother Xu stand up whenever you have something to do? These are some of the little things for the girl.

Bai Lu held a break-in board of more than one meter long and protected herself and Malatang under the door. When she looked down at Malatang's bare face, she felt an inexplicable movement in her heart. She felt that Malatang's junior sister's face was red and moist, like pearls and jade, and she couldn't even see it.

Suddenly, my heart became confused and I couldn't help but get closer. I smelled the faint fragrance of Malatang's virginity, and my heart beat violently. I even had a thought, "In the temple, I said that Malatang Junior Sister is Junior Brother Xu's person, but what kind of person is Junior Brother Xu? Even these masters from both Buddhism and Taoism say that Junior Brother Xu is a god of mainland China sooner or later. Even if such a person wants to find a partner of the opposite sex, he always has to pay attention to a good match. Malatang Junior Sister may not be worthy of him, right?

I am a Taoist sect, but I am not as good as those great monks. Even if I find a Taoist couple in the opposite sex, no one will say anything? Besides, even the great monks are not very honest in this world. That Master Duhua is also the president of the Buddhist Association. He is still dazzling all day long, eating dog meat and drinking. Who has ever seen him follow the rules and regulations?

Junior Brother Xu is in seclusion these days, and those senior brothers are also busy calling these "guests". Only I am closest to Malatang Junior Sister, this is a good opportunity. The so-called "The opportunity must not be missed, and you will never come again"..."

When Bai Lu was young, she followed Taoist Master Yizhen to become a monk and practice. She has always been cautious, has concentration, practice, and can also deal with people. Otherwise, he would not have served as the Qingfeng Guanzhike. But today, he didn't know what happened. A hot spring suddenly rose in his heart, and there seemed to be many caterpillars in his stomach. He crawled so much, and itched to his heart. Gradually, his eyes that looked at Malatang were about to spit out fire.

The "itting" person is not just Bai Lu. The monk Wuzhen, who gave four soybean artifacts last time, was moving behind a female Taoist nun with his toes, quietly entering the village, and was shooting. He was behind the Taoist nun, and he stared at the white and jade-like back of his neck, and he was drooling as he looked at...

This scene was seen by an old monk and shouted: "Wuzhen, you dare to have a silver thought!"

Without saying anything, he raised his palm and slashed towards Wuzhen. When his palm was just around the corner, he brought out a series of Sanskrit and Zen singing. It was the Buddhist guardian Jin and steel palm. This is the outer door horizontal practice of ten to ten. Its power can open a mountain and stone. It has always been used to defeat the enemy and subdue demons, but it is rare to greet oneself.

"Brother Dao, let's wait, this matter is very strange!"

A yellow-clothed Taoist priest stood beside Wu Zhen. When he saw the old monk suddenly killing, he quickly waved the whisk in his hand and blocked his thunder attack. The old monk woke up suddenly. Thinking of his arbitrary intention to kill, he was shocked and sweated in a cold sweat.

Looking up, I saw that the haze in the sky was rolling and falling. Perhaps because it was closer to the ground, it had just fallen slowly before, but now it is like a galloping horse. Looking through countless cold rains and hails, I saw that various ghost shapes appeared in the haze, with the chirping sounds like tides like the sea, rolling straight into my ears.

"Greedy ghost, violent ghost, poor ghost, dead ghost who was killed with thousands of swords, vicious ghosts, lustful ghosts, lustful ghosts! Amitabha, big things are not good, this is the Yin City, and thousands of ghosts are in line. Everyone, please follow me to retreat down the mountain!"

The old monk was stunned and kept reciting the Buddha's name. At this moment, the sightings were already in chaos. He was a little better than his senior masters. Some of the junior elites originally followed the master here to recruit people and increase their experiences, but how could they resist the pressure of the formation of Ten Thousand Ghosts? Some monks ran to chase the girl nun, some Taoist priests with fairy style and Taoist priests pulled the junior sisters of Jiuyi in their hearts, and even some monks hugged a Taoist priest and looked at the mountain who was being slapped...

Some people use force to force the magic weapon of their fellow disciples; some people are furious for no reason, and they are angry when they see everyone; some people sit on the ground and cry in a sensation, Chen talks about how unfortunate he is and how he is not valued by his fellow disciples...
Chapter completed!