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Chapter 1947 Misfortune

Haven't you ever run a horse when you were kids?"

The two monks looked at each other and were choked so hard that they couldn't speak for a moment. They were really a sharp mouth!

Look at the pig demon again. He had already run along a secret passage behind the rock without a trace. It turned out that this was a tunnel specially arched for himself by Bajie, just for one bad thing to escape. Of course, his move was only targeting the monsters that Shanye did not listen to and tamed. In the eyes of the two monks above, the secret passage was completely equivalent to Wu.

Finally, the two of them were still a little demeanor, and they didn't attack the pig demon. The Taoist smiled bitterly because of the long-eyed and slutty face.

"I was speechless! Fellow Taoist Songsi, are we despised by a pig?"

Na Yingting monk shook his head, "Fellow Daoist Bandian, you said it was right. Isn't it just laughing at me for waiting?"

The two of them smiled tacitly and stopped caring about it. They were at least the existence of Yang Shen. If they were to kill for the crazy words of a pig, then this would be considered in vain.

The Taoist of Songsi stopped teasing and carefully judged the changes in the qi on Laojun. After a long time, he nodded and said, "It's here that the news is good. The traitor stole my position to see the immortal traces, which was equivalent to snatching my opportunity. After more than a hundred years, he has never found it. It turns out that he was hiding in this place where birds do not shit. If it weren't for the leakage of the energy, I wouldn't have found him in the 3,600 immortal traces!"

Ge's self-portrait became more and more unable to control the leak of paintings as he went back. This was not his problem, but the characteristic of mirroring magic. His own paintings were unrestrained by magic circles. The people who wanted to find him took advantage of this. In the chaotic and disordered state of the ancient monuments in the past 120 years, the paintings were limited, so it was difficult to detect them. However, after 120 years, Ge's self-portraits had been completed more than half, and some things were inevitably revealed.

This is also the reason why he had to find someone to help, otherwise how could Ge's arrogance easily ask for help? He also had several friends in Neician, and two of them knew each other before Li Ji, but if he had to ask for his life, the only thing he thought of was this crow. I have to say that in this regard, Li Crow had his special charm.

Ban Dian sighed, "I owe you a favor. It is natural to help you once, but you must be clear that the so-called Dharma practice robs you of your opportunity is actually untenable. In fact, you know very well that even if you went to the fairy tale last time, things and people will never take that step. Then I want to know, what purpose do you want to achieve when you are so forced to do it?"

Songci also sighed, "I can't help myself in the world. Of course I understand the reason, but I can't tell you why, but I promise that the matter I ask you is not to draw your sword to kill people, but I just want to talk to him about some things, I need his help!"

Ban Dian was very strange, "You and I have known each other for more than two thousand years, and I have been barely considered old friends. You should be very clear about the consequences of forming gangs in Neician. Even Taoism and Buddhism dare not do this blatantly, let alone you!

If this is true, not only will you become the target of public criticism in the inner world, but you will also be lost in some things that you insist on in the practice of ancient methods. Do you understand?"

Song Si smiled and said, "Why don't I understand? But don't worry, there are so many great sages here, and I'm making trouble here, do I think I'm not going to die fast enough?"
Chapter completed!
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