Traversed three thousand worlds at the same time

The visitor was a white-robed young monk, full of righteousness, stepping into the air, holding the demon-dropping bowl in his hand, just before the Buddha light shot from the demon-dropping bowl.

The white-clothed monk drank: "Ghost Taoist priest, how can you have the courage to wait for me here? It turns out that you have found a companion!"

"Hey, hey, I said that you are indiscriminate, and now you still want to reverse right and wrong!" Xu Xian said dissatisfied.

The white-clothed monk slowed down a bit, but his murderous intentions did not contain a point, because he saw that Xu Xian did not have the breath of demons and ghosts, so he gave Xu Xian a chance to argue.

Xu Xian said, "Have I ever said that I was the companion of this old Taoist priest? This old Taoist priest was defeated by me. Now it is my defeated officer. I am still thinking about how to deal with him. You will kill this old Taoist priest when you come up. , Ever asked my opinion!"

The white-clothed monk looked a little slow when he saw the situation, "A man in the ghost road, what else is there to deal with, only kill!"

The last killing character was like a sharp knife, murderous, the straight-stabbing old Taoist brows and hurriedly fell to his knees to Xu Xian: "Please save my life! I would like to Mr., no, the master surrender! Master, I was just The exercises I practiced and a treasure are dedicated to my husband."

The old Taoist directly called his master without spine.

The face of the white-clothed monk who had just eased instantly became bitter as a knife, and he shouted: "You still said you are not a ghost! If it is not a ghost, how can you need ghost skills and treasures! Dare to lie to me and watch!"

The monk in white threw the Demon Dropping Bowl in his hand into the air, and a light of Buddha was released from the Demon Dropping Bowl towards Xu Xian, the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest hurriedly hid behind Xu Xian, Xu Xian ignored him, a ray of anger appeared on his face.

Since talking doesn't work, then fight!

Xu Xian didn't talk nonsense. He raised his fist and hit the Buddha light, one punch smashed the Buddha light, two fists smashed the demon-dropping bowl, and three punches blasted toward the bright brain of the monk in white.

Seeing this, the monk in white did not back down. Instead, he walked three steps forward, tore off the rosary on his neck, muttered something in his mouth, and threw the rosary into the air.

Fo Guang Pudu.

All demons and demons will show their prototypes under this Buddha light!

All the demons and ghosts will be reduced to ashes under this Buddha light.

The old Taoist showed pain, his body surface was burned by the Buddha's light, his sleeves rolled up, trying to block the Buddha's light with the treasure, but forgot that his treasure had fallen into Xu Xian's hands.

But he didn't dare to escape, because he knew that if he escaped, Xu Xian and the monk in white would definitely give up each other in the first place and come to chase him.

But Xu Xian didn't have any different colors under the Buddha's light. He only felt that a warm light fell on him, but it made him more energetic.

Not only that, a circle of light appeared behind Xu Xian's forehead. It looked like one, but in fact it was layered on top of each other, densely packed, with a full twenty apertures inside.

"What! A good man of the twentieth century!" The monk in white was shocked.

Even if his demon-dropping bowl was smashed by Xu Xian's two fists, there was no change in his face. At this moment, he was shocked and completely lost.

The old Taoist priest heard the words of the monk in white, and when he saw Xu Xian's forehead, he was shocked.

What is a good person of the twentieth century?

Literally, if a person has lived for twenty lives, he can't do a bad thing, he has to do a good thing.

This kind of thing is easier said than done.

In the eyes of the old Taoist priest, this is almost impossible, but it happened!

The old Taoist is unbelievable.

The white-clothed monk forced himself to regain his calm after a brief period of his face changed drastically, put away the prayer beads and the broken demon descending bowl, and had no intention of fighting Xu Xian anymore.

"Why, don't you fight anymore?" Xu Xian also stopped.

The white-clothed monk put his hands together and said to Xu Xian: "Donor, the poor monk is called Fahai."

When Fahai said his name, Xu Xian didn't have any surprises. After all, he knew the identity of the monk in white from that great mighty Tianlong.

But the veteran Taoist did not know that it was time for him to breathe in cold air, and said in surprise: "Fahai, you are the abbot of Jinshan Temple who is known as the reincarnation of Buddha, Fahai!"

Xu Xian was a little speechless when he heard it. If he hadn't clearly felt that Fahai's killing intent on the old Taoist priest was not fake, I am afraid that at this moment, the old Taoist priest would have been invited by Fahai.

Don't you need to talk like this, Fahai didn't give you any money.

Fahai's attention at the moment is all on Xu Xian, his eyes are fiery, and he continues: "Donor, you have a relationship with my Buddha!"

The words came out.

Xu Xian's face sank, "Do you still want to fight?"

Fahai shook his head quickly: "Poor monks don't lie, donors, as a good person of the twentieth century, you have great virtues, you deserve to enter my Buddhism in this life!"

The old Taoist hurriedly shouted: "Master, you can't listen to the nonsense of the bald donkey monk! Master, you are a good man of the twentieth century. No matter which door you want to join, you will be welcome to join, but you must not enter. Temple, become that bald donkey!"

The veteran Taoist did not even have any previous fear of Fahai, because once Xu Xian chose to join the Jinshan Temple, he would definitely be the first to die.

The murderous intent erupted in Fahai's eyes again, staring at the old Taoist priest: "You ghost, how dare you confuse the crowd with this demon, see I kill you first!" After all, Fahai threw the rosary from his neck and hit it.

Xu Xian stepped sideways to stand in front of the old Taoist priest, and said to Fahai: "It's impossible for me to join Buddhism. I don't want to kill you now, get out!"

Fahai twisted the rosary and said: "Donor, you are deceived by this ghost! But that's all, as long as the poor monk takes the donor to the Jinshan Temple and saves it with the Buddha's teachings, the donor will inevitably turn back to the shore and understand the majestic shore of the Buddha."

Xu Xian grinned, "The first time I heard someone describe the word robbery so upright, it's really a Buddhism, a Jinshan Temple, and a Fahai!"

Three in a row, showing the anger in Xu Xian's heart.

Originally Xu Xian let Fahai go because he was afraid of the Buddhism behind Fahai.Xu Xian did not want to oppose Buddhism at the moment.

But Fahai didn't know each other and wanted to take him to Jinshan Temple by force.

If Xu Xian did go, wouldn't it be the fate of Xu Xian in the original book?

When Xu Xian crossed over, he was determined to change his destiny, so at this moment Xu Xian ignored the Buddhism behind Fahai, flashed directly, raised his fist, and banged towards the face of Fahai.

Seeing Xu Xian approaching, Fahai's complexion remained unchanged, his hands clasped together, and he said the Buddha's name, and the rosary bloomed in his hands.

The rosary was thrown out by Fahai, and at the same time Fahai glared with anger, and shouted: "Dawei Tianlong, Blessed Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Bamakong!"

"Long words! Give me a punch!"