"Why not?" Said his face and said, "This is a amulet, hum, huh, hum, see who is not pleasing to the eye, see which school is not pleasing to the eye, just fill it in this fairy coffin inside and destroy him
The whole martial arts! "
"Hey, hey, yes, I like this style!" The monk Wangcai was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and immediately attached to peace, rarely agreed with the face of the ghost face, hey smiled and said, "Who dares us, we will destroy him
The whole door, in this way, the world, let us run across! No matter where we go, we walk sideways, who dare to mess with us? "
"You have less mind here!" Yan Shiri slapped on his back.
"Hey, Hey, Hey, Yan Xiaozi, what is your attitude!" Wangcai Xiaosha Mi didn't do it, jumped up immediately, and yelled, "Do you treat the guardian like this? This Zen master is you
The caregiver! Dare to hit me again, I will make you look good! No one can hit me except my sister! "Then, this little monk is Yan Yan's thirteen to dance!
Yan Shisan glanced at him coldly, and said lightly: "You mess with the idea, do you believe it, I send you to the west soil? Throw you back to the lion Buddha!"
"Well, baed, 威! Threat children, what do you have!" Wangcai Xiaosha Mi was so angry and glared at Yan Shisan with a resentment, saying, "This Zen master is an ancient Buddha,
Dao Dao Monk, Bailuchuan, do not generally know with juniors like you- "
Yan Shishi ignored the continuous prosperity of Wangcai Xiaosha, and said to the ghost face: "If you really want to open your eyes outside and want to see and see outside, you'd better not bring the coffin out of the three immortals.
Dongfu! What do you take to pull it away? Even if you can pull it away, such a large thing, you are inconvenient to follow behind your buttocks, which greatly affects the speed! "
Although the ghost face really wanted to take the Sanxian's coffin away, but under the persuasion of Yan Shisan, he had to give up. Finally, he said, "Okay, okay, I only take other things, I stay
Here, come and take it again when you need it! "
Speaking, the ghost face sinks the Sanxian coffin into the swamp again, which makes Wangcai Xiaosha watching his eyes. This is a priceless treasure.
In the end, the ghostly face took out a portable cave, and carefully on the body.
"Hey, hey, little ghost, what are the good things, take it out, maybe this Zen master can give you an idea." Wangcai Xiaosha Mi leaned up and said almost with the ghost face.
Ghostly glanced at him and said, "You? You want to be beautiful, you want to find the treasure in this seat, there is no door."
"Well--" I touched my nose gray, and said with a dismissive of Wangcai Xiaosha Mi: "You are a little ghost head, what treasures can be at all, this Zen master is the reincarnation of the ancient Buddha.
You are so rare that you are so bad! "Although he said on his mouth, his pair of thieves still aimed at the ghost -faced cave sky, a small move, revealing his greedy nature!
Pure water bottles, also known as Yujing bottle, are the treasures of ancient ancients. This treasure is separated by six ways. Only this treasure can get rid of his face, because the evil body of the evil saint was nailed to the six ways of the Sixa.
! And the ghost face was just a ray of yin and self -made, without six jade bottles, he couldn't leave here.
With the help of Yan XIII, separating the six ways, the ghost face finally could leave here. When the swamp came out, the ghost face cheered and rushed down the mountain.
Yan Shisan, Wangcai Xiaosha Mi also followed up. Yan Shisan was able to understand the mood of ghosts. Although he said that the ghost face could not die here, but he could not leave forever. He was just like a prisoner.
After leaving the road, the monk Wangcai said to Yan Shisan: "Yan Boy, where are we going now? Is it just going back so soon? Hey, they are not so fast.
Stop it, see if you can find some treasures. "
"Go to visit a few friends." Yan Shisan looked out of the sky and said slowly. In the past years, I do n’t know Duan Xiuyan, Tie Drunk them, and Feng Qiuhuang. Taking advantage of this leisure, just visit it.
After Chu Kuangge they were collected, they were afraid he would soon return to Dongjiang.
"No, no matter where you go now, go to eat a big meal first." The ghost face immediately opposed, and shouted loudly: "You have to open the killing ring in this seat, eat a big meal, and eat all the deliciousness of people in this seat.
All the dishes in the Three Realms! "
The ghost face has always been in the swamp, and he has never eaten fireworks at all. Regarding the deliciousness of the world, he just heard of himself, and he couldn't come out. The first thing he wanted to do was to eat all the deliciousness.
"Also, there is an ancient city nearby, let's eat a meal first." Yan Shisan glanced at the ghost face, understood his mood, nodded, and satisfied the little wish of the ghost face.
Yan Shisan and his team three people entered the largest restaurant in the ancient city. In order to meet the needs of the ghost, Yan Shisan gave all the delicious dishes.
Regardless of the three seven twenty -one, he eats the sea. In fact, he has no way to feel the deliciousness of the dishes. He just satisfies his small expectations of himself.
This restaurant is opened by monks in the ancient city, and it is the end of the monk in this area!
Upstairs, there are many monks in groups of three or five, some monks eat and drink, and more monks are sitting together in three, three, five to talk about the various of monks, or recently in the world.
matter.
Yan Shisan, the three of them, are quite noticeable. A young man who looks ordinary, a little monk, plus a ghost face with a head with a treasure bottle, this is a very weird combination.
However, everyone is a monk, and the scene is much seen, not to mention that this is the site of the southern wasteland, the monster's territory, there are strange monks here, like a ghost face, everyone can accept it.
After some monks paid attention to Yan Shisan, they stopped paying attention after a while, and more things were talked about.
Most of the monks present are low -level scattered cultivation, so the scope of discussion is still limited, and the vision of the eye is relatively narrow. Most of the things they are talking about are what happened in this area in this area.
Yan Shisan had no interest in delicious food. Occasionally, he ate one or two, and sometimes he listened to other monks upstairs to talk about it.
"Do you know, I heard that Wu Xiang is back." Just in this many monks talked about it, a monk's conversation caused Yan Xiang's idea.
"Wu Xiang, are you talking about the prince of the Temple of Wanzheng?" Said a monk at the same table surprised.
"How many people are called Wu Xiang? Even if it is called Wu Xiang, there is only one famous martial art. In addition to the gods and martial arts of the Temple of Wanzheng, who else is worthy of our discussion."
Then, then
Hearing these conversations, Yan Shisan couldn't help but notice that the gods and sons of the Temple of Wanzheng, when he was in the sacred place of the Zen, he met him. He was a very powerful opponent. Later, he had been tolerated without shooting!
"Isn't the Son of Wu Xiang going to the deepest part of the Kashgar Plateau?" There was a monk at the same table that monks couldn't help saying.
Another monk nodded and said, "Yes, after he retreats in the past two years, he went to the Kashgar gods! When he was doing a walk, the southern wasteland was shocked, and even the older generation of Tianzun was surprised."
"Kashgar god!" When he heard this, someone couldn't help but exclaimed: "Legend, there is a Kashgar deity in the deepest part of Kashgar, which has always been mysterious. Many of the large schools in the Kashgar Plateau have been explored, but they have found nothing.
This is not only that. I heard that there are extremely dangerous danger. Many days are buried there. I heard that there was a supreme death there.
"Because of this, the Son of Wu Xiang was going to the Kashgar Plateau when he was going to the Kashgar Plateau that caused a lot of waves on the southern wasteland! Even the elders of the Temple of Wanli opposed him, but he still went." There was the same table at the same table.
The monk said.
"But he is now back alive." The monk who said the most first couldn't help but whisper, he was a very mysterious look, pressed the sound very low, and said, "Do you know not, I listen to others and say it said
, Wu Xiangshu is not just back alive, and he brought the inheritance of the gods! "
"Impossible!" Other people couldn't help but surprised: "The inheritance of the gods? How can this, the gods have always existed in the legend. For all overwhelming, I have seen the gods, but there are very few people who have seen the gods.
Get the inheritance of the gods! "
"I'm afraid I don't have it." A old monk said groaning: "The gods may have existed, and some of the three have had their records. Maybe they really have the gods."
"It's true, this is true! The first monk whispered whispered:" My cousin's uncle's eldest brother is the disciple of the Temple of Wanzheng. The news came out of him.
It is indeed the inheritance of the gods! "
"Getting the inheritance of the gods, that's it. In the future, the younger generation is afraid that no one will be the enemy of the martial arts!" The other monks could not help but be surprised, and the discussion.
"Yeah, the Son of Wu Xiang can tear the dragon with hands, which is the younger generation of the invincible southern wasteland. If he really gets the inheritance of the gods, it will be even more scary." Some monks are envious.
In the between, many monks are mouth -and -tongue.
The place of the gods! Hearing these words, Yan Shishi couldn't help but condense, he knew some of this place!
"Now the southern wasteland is not necessarily invincible, and now the younger generation of the southern wasteland has strong characters." There are other monks who are not convinced: "
The Phoenix of the Phoenix Family Family Family is the figures of today! "