After hearing the fat monk's words, Gui Bugui smiled and first glanced at Peng Huayin, who was stunned. After seeing the surprised expression on the old friend's face, he turned his head and said to the fat monk: "You have found the wrong person. I will testify that Mr. Peng has taken the elixir of immortality by himself. Even if you take Mr. Peng now, even if you take Mr. Peng, you will not get any medicine."

After hearing Gui Bugui's words, the fat monk named Zhimi Yuan looked up and down at the old guy, then laughed and said to Gui Bugui: "Then, old donor, you know the elixir of immortality. As long as you have this pill, it will be the same for the monk to beg for alms for you. First, two pills are used. If it works, the monk will also beg for alms again..."

"The monk is that monk, right?" Bai Wuqiu, who had finally understood it, came to the fat monk at this time, stared at the monk who was about the same height as him, and said, "Do you monks have all this kind of virtue? You either blocked the door and sang the sutra for a few days, or blocked the begging for food, and dared not scold the streets or anything else. If you don't give it, you will just rob it. You have no hair left, do you still care about your face..."

The fat monk originally thought that this big man came over to him and wanted to fight. When he was ready to take action, he suddenly cursed at himself. At that moment, the fat monk reacted for a moment and realized that the big man was scolding him. He screamed, and his right hand had pinched the magic trick and was about to take action. Suddenly, he savored something wrong from Erlangzi's words just now. He swallowed this breath for a while, stared at Bai Wuqiu and said, "What did you say just now? Who blocked the door of your house to sing scriptures?"

Erlangzi was just cursing, but was interrupted by the fat monk. He replied impatiently: "You are all bald men. I know who is who, a thin and fucked bald man. He doesn't speak well, and sings the scriptures, blocking me at my doorstep, crying and watching... I worship our old guy as a master, and he doesn't buy a bronze mirror to look at himself. I have to be a disciple of someone who has buried his eyebrows. Oh, I can't live for two years and learn nothing... If you dare to beat me, I will fight with you."

The old monk Bai Wuqiu said was the Fat Monk's senior brother. The Fat Monk regarded his senior brother as a god-like figure. When he heard someone say this, he could no longer bear it. He immediately gave Erlangzi a mouth. The fat monk in anger also forgot that he could still do magic and started to tear him up with Bai Wuqiu. Suddenly, the two big men fell to the ground and rolled on. The little monk brought by Peng Huayin and the fat monk were stunned.

Although the fat monk's magic is powerful, he is still a physical body. If he tied the brute force together, he is not the opponent of Bai Wuqiu. In a blink of an eye, Erlangzi rode on his body. He opened his hands with his hands and pulled his mouth at the monk. After a moment, the already fat monk's face was swollen like a pig's head. Just like that, Erlangzi is not finished. While thrusting the fat monk's mouth, he said cursingly: "I'm justified you, you're fighting with me. Now I'm not reasonable, I regret it. I'm not my opponent in the street. Do it..."

Halfway through Bai Wuqiu's words, the fat monk's hands trembled to his chest, and then he saw the ten fat fingers forming a magic seal very skillfully. When the last movement was finished, a huge force violently knocked Erlangzi out of him. Erlangzi flew out more than ten feet away, crashed into a private house, and then fell to the ground.

While Bai Wuqiu's body flew up, the fat monk Zhimi Yuan jumped up with a clever ambition that was inconsistent with his body. Seeing Bai Wuqiu's direction, Zhimi Yuan said something in a whimpering voice, and then a golden light flashed out of his body.

After the Golden Light possessed her, the fat monk grinned at Bai Wuqiu, who was shaking and standing up, spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and said, "The monk was bullied by you, a demon. If you don't suck your tendons today, the monk Zhimi Yuan's name will be written backwards..."

While speaking, Zhimiyuan walked towards Bai Wuqiu with great strides. Erlangzi was beaten out and also aroused his anger. He opened his mouth and bared his fangs and shouted at the direction where the fat monk came, and then rushed towards the direction where Zhimiyuan came.

The golden light on the fat monk's body increased a little more whenever he took a step. Anyone could tell that the two of them collided again. It must be Bai Wuqiu's loss. Seeing that the two big men were about to rush together, Zhimiyuan suddenly tightened his neck, as if he was pinched by iron pliers.

Before Zhimi Yuan turned around and saw who was so brave and dared to attack him from behind, his body of more than 300 pounds was lifted up by the man behind him. Then the fat monk's eyes burst into tears, and his body flew out uncontrollably.

With a "bang," Zhimiyuan broke a big tree that could only be hugged by four or five people. Before he could get up, the figure in front of him flashed. The white-haired man had already stood in front of him. After sneering at Zhimiyuan, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and poured out a broad bean-sized elixir. After gestured in front of the fat monk's eyes, he said in his signature tone: "Don't you want the elixir of immortality? It's here..."

Before the white-haired man Wu Mian finished speaking, he saw the fat monk's body standing up straight and reached out and grabbed the pills in Wu Mian's palm. Almost the moment his finger touched Wu Mian's palm, Zhimi Yuan's body was suddenly bounced away, and his fat body fell to the door of Penghua Yin Mansion.

Zhimiyuan himself didn't know anything except what. When he wanted to get up from the ground, the figure of the white-haired man appeared in front of Zhimiyuan again. It was the action just now. Wu Mian slapped the fat monk, revealing the elixir in his palm, and said to Zhimiyuan: "It's put in front of you, don't you?"

This time, Zhimi Yuan was careful. After jumping up, he stopped going straight to the pill. He stretched out his golden fist and hit the white-haired man's chest. His other hand grabbed the pill in Wu Mian's hand at the same time. Unfortunately, the moment his finger had touched the pill, the other hand had hit Wu Mian's chest.

There was another loud noise, and the fat monk's body flew high like a kite with a broken string. This time he flew out more than 30 feet before falling to the ground. This time, Zhimiyuan didn't even open his eyes, and he could already feel the breath of a white-haired man appearing in front of him.

Then the mean voice rang again: "Did you die? If you don't die, get up. The elixir of immortality is here, get up and get..."

Zhimiyuan opened his eyes and looked at Wu Mian and his hands, bit his saliva and stood up swayingly, patted the dust on his body, stared at the white-haired man and shook his head, saying, "Either you just give it to the monk or you just put it away. The monk knows that the Tao is not as good as you, so don't play like this," he said.

"Remember, it's not that I won't give it to you, but you don't want it yourself," Wu Mian sneered, put away the elixir in his hand, then turned around and walked towards the Penghua Yin Mansion. Looking at the back of the white-haired man, Zhimiyuan had the urge to rush over and attack. However, he knew that his magic was too far away from Wu Mian, so he could only sigh and waved at the little monks he brought, saying, "Don't embarrass you here, go back to the temple and wait for your host to come back to make decisions for us."

After the fat monk said that, he didn't care about these little monks, and he walked towards the direction of Xinjue Temple without turning his head. Wu Mian did not stop him. Seeing that these monks disappeared in front of him, Bai Wuqiu originally wanted to go over and fight for him, but was pulled by his "biological father". When he persuaded these two fools, Gui Bugui didn't expect that Wu Mian would teach this fat monk a lesson before him.
Chapter completed!