Chapter 67 Looking for help

Mou Zhixuan looked confused. He had no idea what Fa Hai was talking about. He asked in surprise: "Why did Zen Master say this?"

"Daoran is my disciple, Lanruo Temple's method of transcending evil spirits, but you taught it to my disciple?" Fahai asked.

Mou Zhixuan did not dare to lie in front of Fahai, and said honestly: "This is indeed what I said. Master Daoran is compassionate and does not want to see those female ghosts suffer. Ask me about the method of salvation, and I will tell you the truth..."

Fahai's voice was like thunder, interrupting Mou Zhixuan's explanation: "My disciple is new to the world and compassionate. It was because of your idea that he decided to interrogate Lanruo Temple at night. The final verdict must also be in your calculations.

.In this way, the killing of hundreds of lives will fall on my disciple, what a good method!"

At the last sentence, Fa Hai's voice was almost roaring, causing countless rocks to fall on the barren mountain.

"No, that's not the case..." Mou Zhixuan wanted to explain, but for a while he couldn't find a reason.

Because what Fahai said seemed to be correct. It was Mou Zhixuan who taught him to save the evil ghosts. Mou Zhixuan was also happy to see the success of Lanruo Temple at night. In the end, eating people was naturally what Mou Zhixuan looked forward to the most.

The benefits seemed to have really gone to him, and Dao Ran had indeed shouldered the sin of killing. It seemed reasonable for Fa Hai to come to his door, but why did he feel that something was wrong?

Fahai had no patience to talk nonsense with Mou Zhixuan anymore and said decisively: "No need to say more, I am in a hurry. You have eaten more than a hundred mortals, and my disciple has shouldered the sin of killing for you. As long as you take my slap,

, this cause and effect is concluded.”

"Zen Master Fahai, calm down! This clone of mine is not as powerful as the main body... Huh? Why is it that the main body has arrived this time?"

Mou Zhixuan was shocked to find that he was no longer a clone!

Before Mou Zhixuan could figure out the situation, Fahai said again: "I won't bully you. I will use the power of the curse to capture your true body. Now you can use it as much as you like. The poor monk only uses five powers. You can take this palm."

Got it!"

Endless golden light burst out, dyeing the sea of ​​​​dharma into a golden man, and an angry appearance appeared behind him, just like the arrival of the Buddha.

Mou Zhixuan was shocked and turned pale. He quickly mobilized all his magic power to resist. Layers of black mist spurted out from Mou Zhixuan's scales, turning the surroundings into darkness.

Mou Zhixuan thought to himself: "My realm of mist has 36,000 changes. Even if you, Fahai, have magical powers, it is impossible to break through my protective magical powers with just one palm."

This is Mou Zhixuan's natal magical power at the bottom of the box. This layer of black mist can not only cover the figure, but also disrupt the opponent's senses. The space in the black mist is twisted layer by layer like a maze, creating an effect that is so far away.

Thirty-six thousand changes are not an imaginary number. Each change is a layer of illusion. If the fog cannot be penetrated, Fahai's palm will not be able to hit Mou Zhixuan.

However, Fahai didn't have any intention of changing his tactics. He concentrated his magic power to the extreme and slapped a palm towards the black mist.

The golden Buddha's palm swept over the top of the mountain, carrying thousands of rubbles and smashing them into the black mist.

"No, I fell into a trap!" Mou Zhixuan was shocked.

More than 100,000 rubbles were turned into this small half of the mountain top, and fell into the black mist, which actually canceled out most of the illusion.

Mou Zhixuan used his magic power to fill the vacancy in the illusion, but Fahai gave him this opportunity.

The target was locked, and the golden palm force slammed into the black mist, shattering the black mist wherever it went. The golden palm force had already driven straight in and imprinted on Mou Zhixuan's body.

Mou Zhixuan only felt an irresistible force coming from him, and his body was instantly blown away and embedded deeply into another barren mountain.

Mou Zhixuan felt that everything inside was burned. This palm almost turned him into mincemeat. This injury would not recover for a year or two.

I originally thought that Fahai had gained a great reputation by relying on his tyrannical magic power, but who would have thought that his most proud magical power would be broken in an instant.

With such a great reputation, there is no false person. This technique of casting stones to ask for directions is really exquisite. This Zen Master Fahai is by no means a reckless man who can only use brute force.

Fahai stood in the void and said to Mou Zhixuan: "Go back and tell all the Eight Tribes of Heavenly Dragons that whoever dares to bully my disciples should first ask my Purple Gold Bowl if he will agree."

Mou Zhixuan is about to cry but has no tears. Who bullied your apprentice? There is no such thing, okay?

Fahai did not give Mou Zhixuan any chance to explain. He waved his hand and canceled the summons, sending Mou Zhixuan back.

When Mou Zhixuan took the blame for Dao Ran, Dao Ran had just left the government office gate.

All the gold and silver dug out of Lanruo Temple had been handed over to Nie Zhengyan, so Dao Ran did not need to worry about helping the people. When he left, Dao Ran only took the old basket with his copper bowl and the lying

Ramanu in the wine jar.

Nie Xiaoqian did not say goodbye. When Dao Ran left, she was sitting in the room playing the piano.

The long sound of the piano is the Bodhisattva's heart-clearing song.

However, the music played by Nie Xiaoqian was no longer similar in shape, and wisps of weak mana flowed from her fingertips, blending with the sound of the piano.

That day, Daoran forcibly summoned Xiao Qiao and asked the Buddhist goddess to use the music of the piano to detoxify the people. Nie Xiaoqian happened to be at the scene.

Ramanu said that it is an extremely rare opportunity to hear the celestial music played by the Gandharvas himself. Those with good luck will have their spiritual enlightenment and directly open the door to spiritual practice.

Nie Xiaoqian is undoubtedly such a lucky person.

Nie Xiaoqian was only a little regretful when Dao Ran left, but she was not too sad. Because she knew that she had embarked on the road of eternal life, and a short separation was nothing at all.

"Even if you are a monk now, I don't believe you will still be able to change your mind in a hundred or two hundred years."

Nie Xiaoqian smiled as she thought about it, but she quickly calmed down and concentrated on playing the piano. This was a practice method she had discovered on her own.

Immortality is a distant goal for Nie Xiaoqian, but at least she has taken the first step. As long as she works hard enough, she will be able to catch up with Dao Ran.

Daoran left the government office with a basket on his back. Before he had gone far, Monk Shenxiu appeared out of nowhere, shouting "Master" and chased after Daoran.

The last time he met Bai Suzhen, Shenxiu didn't want to leave. He was slapped by Daoran and half of his face was swollen. Unexpectedly, he recovered in a few days.

It seems that he has practiced the Eight Divine Dragons Body Protection Spell well, and he must have learned some kind of magical power that can allow him to recover quickly.

Hearing Shenxiu call "Master", Daoran did not slap him this time, but calmly said to him: "I want to get rid of the demon. If you follow me again, you may die."

The spider spirit must be dealt with. Dao Ran feels that her strength is only about 50-50 compared to the spider spirit. If she had a few more powerful talismans, she might even have to run away by then.

Therefore, Daoran has no confidence that he can protect others.

After hearing this, Shenxiu smiled and said, "It's just to atone for the mistakes I made before. If I reach bliss early... there's nothing wrong with it."

Daoran also smiled. Apart from being a fool by chanting sutras, this monk Shenxiu didn't seem that annoying.

"Then follow." Daoran walked quickly towards the direction of Feilai Peak.

If you want to deal with the spider spirit, you must first find the opponent.

Daoran didn't understand the art of divination, but he knew who did.

If that general is invited to help, then this time the demon will be eliminated with certainty.

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