Kuhai chuckled and touched his shiny big head: "You'll know if you lift it up."
"Fine."
Xiang Chen slightly raised his hand in the air, and the suppressed Wuzhishan slowly moved up a few minutes, revealing Wang Jing's complete body.
Ku Haiyue rolled up the sleeves of his white monk clothes, walked over and started to pull off Wang Jing's clothes.
"Ouch, what are you doing!" Xiang Chen exclaimed, staring at this scene with wide eyes, does this guy still have such a mouth?
But the bandit mentality made him immediately understand what Kuhai was going to do.
"Presumptuous, you, what are you doing? Are you sick?" Wang Jing was shocked and angry, looking at the sea of suffering pulling at his clothes.
"Senior brother, don't worry. I'm not interested in your body at all. I just want your clothes and cassock. They are both good treasures."
Kuhai explained with a smile, his hands were unambiguous as he spoke, and he kept taking off the other party's cassock and clothes.
"I Amitabha Buddha, how can this be unreasonable? Stop!!!"
"Damn it, as a Zen disciple, how can you be so shameless??"
"Junior brother, stop, don't do this!!"
Soon, Wangjing's clothes were stripped clean by Kuhai.
"Brother Chen, you can continue to suppress him, I'm going to study the treasure." The bitter sea slipped away happily, laughing loudly.
"With this treasure, my strength will definitely be among the best in history. Prince, you bastard, wait, it's time for me to turn over and become the big brother!!"
Ku Hai's arrogant voice echoed. Wang Jing looked at Ku Hai leaving and gritted his teeth in anger. His resentment was even heavier than Xiang Chen. Is this really a Zen disciple? Isn't this a bandit?
Xiang Chen also sighed slightly. There is a sea of suffering in the ancient Jiutian Zen path, and his reputation in this life cannot be washed away.
"Donor Xiang, that person just now was your ancient Zen monk?" Wang Jing asked through gritted teeth.
"No, he is not from our prehistoric era, he is from Chaos. I am not very familiar with him. How can a person of my caliber and status be familiar with such a despicable person." Xiang Chen shook his head slowly.
Wang Xin also came over and clasped his hands to Xiang Chen: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, Congratulations, Your Majesty, for suppressing my senior brother. Your Majesty's cultivation is truly extraordinary. My senior brother is one of the named disciples of Your Majesty. In our Fanjing
Tian Na is also a famous genius."
Wang Jing said coldly: "Wang Xin, you traitor, I never thought that you would betray me and your own sect."
Wangxin looked at his senior brother and said with a smile: "Senior brother, I have found the real Mahayana Dharma in the ancient times. Lord Xiang Chen is the way out for all sentient beings and the only one who can save suffering people."
"Okay, Wangjing, you can reflect slowly in my magic weapon." Xiang Chen waved his hand and put the other party into the Wanxiang Wuji Heaven Refining Furnace.
Xiang Chen put his hands behind his back and said calmly to Wang Xin: "Let's go to the next victim. To be honest, your people are pretty good at hiding. If you don't explain, it's really hard to find out."
Wangxin smiled and said: "Your Majesty, I have given you the award. There is no other reason for this. I am just familiar with it."
"Oh, do you often do this kind of thing?"
Half a day later, the prehistoric universe, the ancient region.
The ancient region is the ancient universe, but now that the ancient universe and the prehistoric universe have merged, the ancient universe has become a region of the huge prehistoric universe.
Qingyun Temple is an ordinary Taoist temple on a certain star realm in the ancient region.
"one!"
"drink!"
A man wearing dark green Taoist uniform with his hair tied up is training a group of disciples with his hands behind his back.
This group of disciples practiced a set of sword techniques together.
"two!"
"drink!"
Following the command, the swordsmanship in the hands of these disciples kept changing, and their movements were all very neat.
"Taoist Priest Qingyun!"
At this time, a woman came over carrying two eight rare chickens.
"Old donor Chu."
The man hurried over to greet him.
The old woman smiled and said: "Thanks to your intervention, all the injuries on my son's soul have been cured. This is the Bazhen chicken raised by my family. With a little thought, it is delicious. Our Majesty the Emperor of Heaven is well."
This bite."
Everyone in Taikoo knows that Xiang Chen likes to eat Bazhen Chicken.
"It is our duty to treat illnesses and save people. If you are too polite, I will accept these eight rare chickens shamelessly." Taoist priest Qingyun did not refuse the other party's kindness.
The two chatted for a while, and then the old woman left.
"Brother!!"
At this time, a ray of light fell from the sky, suddenly appeared in the Taoist temple, and landed in front of Taoist Priest Qingyun.
When Taoist Priest Qingyun saw the other party, his expression changed slightly, and then he said: "Let's go into the room and talk."
"Okay!" The young man, who was also dressed as a Taoist, nodded. The two entered the house, and Taoist Master Qingyun closed the door.
"Junior brother, why are you here?" Taoist Master Qingyun asked Wuchen.
Wuchen said bitterly: "We failed. We failed to destroy the Heaven of Creation, and we failed to kill Xiang Chen. He was too strong."
"All the forces under Jiufangtian's command have been defeated?" Taoist Priest Qingyun was quite shocked.
"Well, he has united countless saints from the beginning. We were outnumbered and failed. In addition, his cultivation and strength are really strong. I am afraid that he will be ranked among the top among all the true disciples of the same realm in our Infinite Heaven Palace.
Rank of ten.”
Wuchen still looked a bit shocked.
Taoist Master Qingyun poured tea for him: "Were you discovered when you came here?"
"Don't worry, senior brother. I used the secret escape technique in the Heavenly Palace. He can't catch up with me, and he doesn't know my whereabouts. If I fail, the rest will depend on you, senior brother."
Wuchen reached out to take the tea, and suddenly a sword appeared in his hand.
This sword struck Taoist Priest Qingyun unpreparedly.
The distance between the two was only a stone's throw away. Taoist Qingyun was unprepared for this sword movement, and he didn't even have time to activate his defensive magic weapon.
Poof——
The edge of the sharp sword easily penetrated the chest of fellow senior Taoist Master Qingyun, pierced the heart, and poked out from the back.
Taoist Priest Qingyun looked at the junior brother in front of him in disbelief, then lowered his head and glanced at the sword stuck in his chest. The other person burst out with a terrifying aura, and they instantly took a few steps back, leaning against the wall.
Wuchen also took a few steps forward and looked at him with a smile: "Brother, how does this sword taste?"
"You, you, why?"
Taoist Priest Qingyun knocked out the opponent's sword, spit out a mouthful of poisonous blood, and looked at him with anger and confusion in his eyes.
"Haha, because he has surrendered to me." The space distorted, and a young man in white with his hands behind his back appeared in the room.
When Taoist Priest Qingyun saw Xiang Chen, his eyes shrank, and there was horror in his eyes: "Taichu Jun remembers Xiang Chen!!"
"That's right, it's me, Taoist Priest Qingyun. Well, this name is quite down-to-earth, but now I'm afraid it's down-to-earth.
Wuyun, it’s hard for you, it’s not easy for such a powerful man to pretend to be an ordinary Taoist priest in our ancient universe, and to pretend to be a good person every day.”