After Wearing a White Moonlight Stand-in

The latest chapter after wearing a white moonlight stand-in!

Cen Qingyou remembered that someone reached out to him a long time ago and pulled him out of the swamp.

This man is magic.

Although he looked cruel and difficult to get along with, Cen Qingyou knew in his heart that his master was softer than anyone else.

Under the teaching of the wonderful method, he converted to Buddhism and wanted to find some direction and support from those scriptures.

Unfortunately, he was still disappointed by Miaofa. He searched for so many years, but he could not find his own way from the scroll of scriptures.

As long as he is still alive, the blue-eyed evil Buddha is like a sword hanging above his head, and it will fall down at some point.

His dead soul has been entangled with him, and has been integrated into one. No one in this world knows the blue-eyed evil Buddha better than him, and Cen Qingyou can even feel his existence. Different from the tyranny and bloodthirsty imagined by others, the blue-eyed evil Buddha that Cen Qingyou felt had no emotion that one should have, it was just an empty piece, piercing cold and indifference.

This indifference also naturally affected him.

Obviously, he also likes the flowers blooming in early spring, the lotus breeze in summer, the red maple leaves in autumn, and the soft snowflakes in winter.

He is also trying his best to like this world and the people in this world.

But why, why are they still unwilling to let him go.

Cen Qingyou sometimes felt as if he was stepping on the edge of a cliff. If he was not careful, he would fall to pieces.

The young man lowered his long eyelashes, thinking to himself.

What do they use to judge right and wrong black and white.

The candle in front of the Buddha flickered slightly.

In the panic, I don't know who reached out and grabbed it, took Cen Qingyou by the collar and threw it behind the disciples of Guangmingxin Hall, roaring loudly.

"Junior Brother Cen! Come back!"

Across the crowd, under Qiao Wan's gaze, Cen Qingyou looked away and avoided Qiao Wan's outstretched hand.

Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment, and an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in her heart.

In such an instant, the three-eyed monster was quickly subdued by the three families.

Shandao Academy, Fanxin Temple and Taixuan Temple are in front.

The Great Hall of Light is behind.

The two men and horses stared at each other with three eyes of beasts apart.

"Ridiculous!" Lu Dechang's face was ashen, and he pointed at the three-eyed beast and said angrily, "This is the so-called conversion to Buddhism, dedicated to goodness?!"

Among the crowd, the senior brother who walked out of the Hall of Bright Heart gave a polite salute: "Elder, calm down, this demon, no... This three-eyed junior brother is also the first time to convert to Buddhism, and he is not well-mannered. I believe that the elders will not be with him either. Does it count?"

The three-eyed monsters also give face very much: "The Hall of Bright Heart guides me to be good, and whoever takes action against the Hall of Great Brightness will be evil!"

This logic is so simple and rude that it makes Lu Dechang fall to his knees.

"Junior Brother Three Eyes has just converted to Buddhism, how can he still be a child? I hope all the elders calm down and don't care about this stubborn junior."

Still a kid!

Lu Dechang was furious: "Since your faction can transform this demon in a short period of time, why can't it take years to transform this evil Buddha?!"

A certain senior brother from Guangming Xindian also sneered: "I don't think anyone has a deeper understanding of the ability of this blue-eyed evil Buddha than your sect. How can it happen overnight if you want to transcend the remnants of the devilish energy on junior brother Cen's body?!

The so-called "snake hit seven inches", this knife stabbed impartially, quickly and accurately, Lu Dechang almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

Looking up again, there were many monks, big and small, glaring at the Zen staff, the vajra-fighting pestle, the magic stick, and all kinds of instruments, and firmly guarded Cen Qingyou behind him.

The situation in front of them was obviously not good for the three of them. Rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry, not to mention the monks in the Daguang Temple?

Seeing that the situation is not good and coercion is not successful, then we can only take the Huairou route.

Fanxin Temple thought silently for a while, took a step forward, raised his eyes and glanced around: "Fellow practitioners, let's put the fire away, don't get angry."

"The Three Teachings Dharma Discussion Meeting is coming soon. All the fellow practitioners came here to think about how to make this meeting a success, instead of making trouble with each other. Elder Cao, what do you think?" As he spoke, Fanxin Temple He turned his head and asked Zhan Yunfeng to come over and endorse it.

Cao, who was caught off guard by being called by name, smiled slightly, and gave a vague "uh", perfectly maintaining what it means to watch fire from the other side.

When the monks in the Hall of Bright Heart heard this, they all sneered.

Those who can get a place in the three religions are all thick skinned one by one, Fanxin Temple was not affected by this sneer at all, the cassock was gently swayed by the wind, and he smiled without changing his face: "This is all in front of me. A misunderstanding, if I said that I was rude, I will apologize to the Hall of Light here."

"Elder Lu invites Cen Xiaoxian to come to the pie to talk about it, and it's not malicious."

no malice? Is this not malicious? !

"How is it? Cen Xianyou, would you like to accompany Elder Lu on such a trip?" Fanxin Temple put his palms together and smiled meaningfully at Cen Qingyou: "I believe that Cen Xiaoxianyou will never embarrass the teachers, right?"

"Junior Brother Cen, don't listen to him."

"They are all disciples of the Bright Heart Hall, what is embarrassment?!"

Cen Qingyou remained silent, his eyes swept over one by one.

Only the figures standing in front of him could be seen.

Today, this dispute is all because of him. Since he was chosen to be the body container of the blue-eyed evil Buddha, he has affected many people.

Day after day, year after year, Cen Qingyou was also tired of this kind of life.

The young man lowered his eyes slowly, and under everyone's attention, he took a step forward and walked in front of the person, his eyes were as calm as water: "I'll go with you."

"Junior Brother Cen!"

"Brother!"

Behind him, the disciples of the Hall of Bright Heart were furious!

Cen Qingyou turned around, bowed to the surprised disciples of the Bright Heart Hall, and stood in front of Shandao Academy.

Back, there is no way out.

No one can get over him, not even Venerable, nor can Xin Yi.

The only one who can get over him is himself.

Immediately from Fanxin Temple showed a kind smile: "Isn't it all right?"

"Then fellow immortals, is this small meeting still the same?"

Chongde Ancient Garden, which has been watching from the wall, may not be able to watch it anymore, so he took the initiative to say: "If there is nothing else important, just continue."

Lu Dechang snorted coldly, but he also knew in his heart that he was dissatisfied, and Cen Qingyou had already stood over, and it would not end well if the trouble continued.

He turned his head and instructed two or three disciples beside him: "Go, take friend Cen Xiaoxian back to the academy."

The hall fell silent.

This is Cen Qingyou's own choice, even if Zen Master Kongding is standing here, it is not easy to stop him.

Seeing that Cen Qingyou followed the disciples of Shandao Academy out of the Hall of Bright Heart, Qiao Wan gritted her teeth and pulled out her legs to chase after him!

If she went to Shandao Academy, she didn't believe that Cen Qingyou could come back alive!

What is he trying to do? !

Qiao Wan jumped out of the Hall of Bright Heart without stopping for a moment, running all the way in the direction of the mountain gate!

But before he took two steps, a black thing suddenly fell from his head in front of him.

A chess piece?

The moment he reacted, Qiao Wan quickly blocked with his sword.

Clang!

There was a sour metal handover sound.

During the rapid rotation of black chess, the direction suddenly changed!

Qiao Wan's pupils shrank suddenly.

The direction has changed!

abdomen!

immediately--

Black is on the lower abdomen!

Like a shrimp, Qiao Wan was instantly knocked out a few feet away, and when he looked up again, he saw only a young man with a small chessboard in his hand.

It was one of the three disciples who had just taken Cen Qingyou away.

"This immortal friend, I advise you to say a word." The young man looked down at Qiao Wan condescendingly, "Don't interfere in our academy's affairs."

Jindan.

Qiao Wan's heart tightened.

The young man's cultivation base is strong, and his whole body is so guarded that he can't find the slightest omission.

In front of this, is there a cultivation base in the middle and late stages of Jindan? !

The young man turned and left.

There was a cramp in the waist and abdomen, and Qiao Wan raised her hand to wipe it.

I saw red.

Throwing off the blood on his hands, he chased after him again.

Sensing the movement behind him, the young man stopped.

Qiao Wan stared at the person in front of her, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Let me ask, where does this immortal friend plan to take Cen Qingyou?"

"Where are you going? Of course I'm going back to the academy." The young man looked at Qiao Wan with a strange expression on his face. This expression seemed a little regretful, as if saying, "Why don't you listen to me?"

Raise your hand, the second black chess comes out of nowhere! !

This one is faster than the one just now! It almost turned into a thin black shadow.

Qiao Wan took a step back, staring at the black chess in front of her without blinking.

When the black chess rushed in front of him, he moved his sword light again!

Cen Qingyou!

One step later, Cen Qingyou followed Shandao Academy!

Even if it wasn't for the bow, Qiao Wan closed her eyes, and the woman's instantly white hair and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes appeared in front of her.

For Madam Cen, she must stop him too!

Dodging the second piece, the third black piece slammed into Qiao Wan's right knee.

Suddenly, a sharp pain hit the knee, and the entire kneecap seemed to be broken.

Qiao Wan's knees softened, her body twisted, and her right leg slammed to the ground.

The young man withdrew his hand: It's done.

Wait, no!

His face changed suddenly.

This is fake action!

The young man was stunned for a moment, and a fierce consciousness in front of him had already aggressively killed him in front of his forehead.

Qiao Wan raised her eyes sharply, her consciousness was concentrated, and it condensed into a nail, and shot the nail out.

But at the moment when the consciousness pierced into the sea of ​​consciousness of the youth, it seemed to hit a barrier.

boom!

The divine consciousness snapped back to the sea of ​​consciousness, and the divine consciousness nails slammed back into Qiao Wan's own sea of ​​consciousness!

The disciple of the Shandao Academy in front of him also cultivated spiritual consciousness!

The young man showed a sarcastic smile: "A sneak attack by divine consciousness?"

Qiao Wan only felt a humming sound in her forehead, and her head was splitting. She endured the pain of the brain cracking, and turned her spiritual power into a shield.

The broken kneecaps, piece by piece, grew back again.

It seemed that he was finally impatient, and the young man threw the chessboard at will.

The moment the chessboard landed, nineteen vertical and horizontal straight lines appeared on the ground at the same time.

In a blink of an eye, Qiao Wan was already firmly enclosed in the chessboard. No matter whether she was approaching or retreating, she basically couldn't touch the young man's body.

Consciousness is useless.

Qiao Wan breathed heavily, her heart heavy.

There is a lotus **** on her body, and she can't use her demonic energy. During this period of time, she has basically relied on her divine sense and demonic energy to make a comeback. Forging and throwing you Lei Mou.

But this Confucian cultivator didn't give her the slightest chance to get close, and the electric ball couldn't keep up with the speed of this sunspot.

Sweat dripped down his eyelashes, and his eyes were blurred into a blur.

Not far away, the number of children burst!

Thinking of Cen Qingyou, Qiao Wan became anxious, cruel, clenched her sword tightly, and moved her body silently, intending to rely on her body to resist all the way and kill the chessboard!

But every time you take a step forward, there are sunspots blocking the way! But in an instant, Qiao Wan was dragged into the chessboard and became a white chess on the chessboard, trapped by the black chess.

The young man sighed: "This immortal friend, I told you to leave."

Black chess floated in mid-air, revealing an awe-inspiring killing intent.

Youth: "Go."

The voice just fell.

The entire chessboard seemed to be quiet.

Countless sunspots came from all directions!

She shouldn't rely on divine consciousness and demonic energy so much, Qiao Wan thought to herself.

moment--

The slender body of the young man was pierced by black chess.

Several blood arrows shot out from various parts of the body.

The gushing blood immediately dyed the entire chessboard red.

The sword in his hand also fell to the ground with a clatter.

None of the disciples who came to participate in the Three Religions Dharma Conference were vain.

Indistinctly, Qiao Wan's eyes seemed to pass over the young man in front of him, and saw that a good disciple in front of the mountain gate had released a flying instrument——

Seeing that the bamboo slip, which is the size of a boat, spread out and floated into the air.

Qiao Wan covered the blood hole in her body, and roared, "Cen Qingyou!"

The boy may have heard her voice, or he may not have heard her, the blood-stained shoes stepped on the flying magic weapon.

Just before he stepped on the bamboo slip with his left foot, Cen Qingyou suddenly hesitated and looked up into the distance with a feeling.

Perhaps, in his heart, he still wanted someone to pull him again, so that he wouldn't fall forever.

Only birds passed by in the distance.

But farther away, Qiao Wan bent down and picked up the sword on the ground, and rushed out again like a rabbit and a falcon falling!