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A carriage is a carriage again.

The old ones are not going away, the new ones are not coming, the new carriages are bigger and more impressive.

Worried about the comeback of the White-haired Immortal, everyone put on a new carriage provided by Tiannu Rui, a new carriage pulled by eight horses.

At first Tang Lian's carriage had a single horse, the second time it had two horses, and now it has eight horses.

Their horses are not Luo's thousand-year-old soul beasts, and their number can represent the size of the carriage.

The young monk pretended to be unconscious and fell in the corner of the carriage.

Tilapia lay leisurely on one side, holding a book, paying no attention to anyone.

Lei Wujie was driving, and Xiao Se was leaning against the window. Tiannu Rui was clinging to her old lover Tang Lian. Sikong Qianluo looked at the two of them kissing each other, and secretly made a note of his senior brother in his heart.

Xiao Se was holding a puppy in his arms. The dog was a domestic pet. It secretly came out to find its owner, and was picked up by Sikong Qianluo, who took him with him all the way.

The little dog went through many difficulties and dangers, met a little witch, had a dangerous battle with a desert lizard, almost entered the palace, went through countless hardships, and finally found his owner thousands of miles away.

The new young monk is called Wu Chan. He is a disciple of Master Wangyou of Hanshui Temple and Wu Xin’s senior brother. He is now studying with Zen Master Dajue of Jiulong Temple.

He is upright, honest, firm-minded, compassionate, and determined to conquer demons. At a young age, the Vajra is already very capable of conquering demons.

Looking at the carriage of strange monsters, Wu Chan was a little confused: "Donor Tang, the news I received is that the only person I contacted was the benefactor."

He has a good temper and a compassionate heart, and his tone is not questioning, but puzzling.

If someone else had a bad temper and agreed to meet alone and secretly, you would have been scolded by four or five people.

A little embarrassed, Tang Lian broke away from Tiannu Rui, bowed and explained: "Master Wu Chan, these are all friends Tang Lian met on the road, and they helped Tang Lian fight off many people who were trying to grab the gold coffin.

So, everyone came together."

Speaking of this, Tang Lian glanced at someone reading in the corner.

Senior Luo behaves strangely, and he doesn't know how to explain why people are following him.

If you directly say that you are here just to watch the fun, who will believe it?

The problem is that while others don't believe it, Tang Lian and several of the parties involved already believe it.

If you can't take action, then you really can't take action. If you say you're just watching the excitement, the excitement will not be missed.

After traveling thousands of miles, from the cold north to the scorching heat of the Western Regions, they really came.

A book, a wooden knife that has never been out of the body, the words are true and false, a bit unpredictable, and after thinking about it, I feel that the other party may be deceiving me.

"A few years ago, I went to Hanshui Temple and asked Wangyou for advice on the Six Paths of Buddhism.

That old monk is a nice person, but as far as monks are concerned, Monk Dajue from Jiulong Temple is not worthy of carrying his shoes."

Tilapia's six senses are sensitive, and even if Tang Lian's eyes were very obscure, he still couldn't escape his intuition.

In a word, everyone present was a little confused.

Along the way, people who had no shortage of wine, sex, wealth, and wealth consulted the best Zen sect in the world for advice on the six magical powers of Buddhism, and some of them somewhat ruined the three views.

"Donor, my master's Dharma is profound and the poor monk knows it.

But what the donor said was wrong. Master Dajue is also profound in Buddhism, so what the donor said about carrying shoes is a bit inappropriate."

Wu Chan was very happy that someone praised his master, but the method was to disparage another Buddhist monk who taught him martial arts, which sounded somewhat untrue.

"Dajue." Tilapia sneered disdainfully and clasped the book on his face.

"He has a grudge against Wu Xin's father. If he kills Wu Xin's father for revenge.

Although he has broken the Buddhist precept of killing, he is still considered a man.

It's a pity that guy can't beat his father, but he wants to kill his son.

If he were not a monk, the most he could say was that he was being petty and would harm his family. This kind of thing would happen from time to time in the world.

It's a pity..., he is a monk..., a so-called Zen master."

There were all young talents present, even the naive Lei Wujie could hear Tilapia's disdain for Dajue in his words.

"With the magical power of Vajra to subdue demons, the first demon you have to subjugate is yourself.

If you can’t subdue yourself, how can you subdue the devil?”

"Senior's Buddhist teachings are profound, and juniors admire them." He saluted the tilapia, Wu Zen was the same on the outside and was sincere in his heart.

"I once knew a monk whose Buddhist practice was rare in the world.

However, that monk was young and got married early." Ignoring the confused and strange looks from several people, Tilapia continued: "His wife is not beautiful, she is an ordinary city woman.

That monk has the most powerful Vajra body in the world, and even the sword immortal and the sword immortal cannot break it with all his strength.

Only his wife can easily pinch his ears and subdue him.

In his words, his wife is his Zen."

"Cough cough cough....

The Buddhist teachings of our predecessors are profound, and we dare not speculate casually."

It's not that Tilapia is being pretentious and has traveled through several worlds. To be honest, Tilapia has only seen a few monks.

Among them, Li Dangxin and Wangyou, he really admired.

Master Wangyou truly has great compassion, while Li Dangxin has truly found his own way.

"Amitabha." Sing the Buddha's name softly.

Seeing Tilapia reading a book stupidly again, no one asked Tilapia who the monk he was talking about was. Instead, they curiously talked about the little monk.

Wu Zen explained and Xiao Se popularized the science, and everyone finally understood the reason why everyone was fighting for Wu Xin monk.

The Rakshasa Hall has been burned down. The young monk is proficient in the thirty-two secret skills of the Rakshasa Hall. Many people in the world come here for martial arts.

Of course, only the top few will always know the truth.

His ears twitched, and Tilapia slapped the book on his face.

Several people happened to be talking about the Demon Cult, Xiao Se lazily reminded them: "Okay, there is no benefit in knowing too much about the Demon Cult."

"He's right."

Almost at the same time, the familiar voice of Baifaxian sounded from the roof of the car.

Lei Wujie, who was driving, was the first to stand up. When he saw the white-haired fairy on the roof of the car, he asked cautiously because he had never seen him face to face before: "Who are you?"

At the same time, Tang Lian had already jumped out of the carriage and stepped on the back of the running horse.

Up and down, let the horse run, Tang Lian is as steady as Mount Tai.

Seeing the white-haired fairy, Tang Lian couldn't help frowning and said coldly: "It's you again?"

"Those guys from Wushuang City can't stop me.

Hand them over and let you live." He held the jade sword and turned his back to everyone, showing off indescribably.

"Dreaming." Tang Lian blurted out these two words and jumped towards the roof of the car.

"Senior brother, let me help you." Upon seeing this, Lei Wujie was unwilling to be outdone.

It's a pity that his courage is commendable and his fighting ability is low.

Tang Lian's injuries from Minghou and Yue Ji along the way have never healed, and the battle a few hours ago only added to the injuries.

Lei Wujie was not injured, but his fighting ability was not good.

The two men surrounded them, and Baifaxian easily suppressed them without even drawing his sword.

"Keep an eye on my junior brother." The fight on the roof of the car continued, and Wu Chan rushed out of the car to join the fight.

The magical power of King Kong to subdue demons, and the first encounter with the White-haired Immortal.

It's a pity that Wu Zen is young after all, has insufficient skill, high skill level, low basic attack, and little damage.

"This is the magical power of King Kong to subdue demons. I'm afraid it has the eighth level of skill." Dusting off his clothes, the white-haired fairy commented.

Covering his face with the book, Tilapia curled his lips in disdain and muttered in a low voice: "The guy who was injured by Weixiong with a casual sword is actually showing off now.

How about taking some time and learning how to act cool?

No, no, if you pretend to be so, you will be struck by lightning. I guess the white-haired fairy will be struck by lightning in a while. You can’t learn this.”

Tiannu Rui and Sikong Qianluo were paying attention to the battle above them. Tilapia's voice was pitiful and they couldn't hear it clearly.

On the contrary, Xiao Se was holding the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and pretending to be asleep unintentionally. The two of them vaguely heard something and almost failed.

"I'll go up and help." Sikong Qianluo noticed that the people above him were at a disadvantage and jumped out of the carriage with a shout.

Tiannu Rui is an old man in the world. She was not in a hurry to go out. Instead, she stared at Tilapia and Xiao Se, who had books written on their faces, and asked tentatively: "Aren't you going to help?"

"I don't know martial arts..." Xiao Se leaned against the window lazily, like a little fox.

"What about you?" He turned around and looked at Tilapia.

"I'm watching the fun, whose son will die or not."

"You?" Tiannu Rui broke her guard and angrily pointed at the tilapia with her short knife.

Seeing that the person was unable to get in, he stamped his feet angrily, "Look at the little monk, I'll go up and help." He jumped out of the window and flew onto the roof of the car.
Chapter completed!