Longevity

Monk Yuande's expression was serious and his heart moved slightly.

After all, this guy was fished out, and it was the person he and Master Fakong had been looking for.

His appearance at this time should have been carefully calculated.

I happened to come over to join in the fun, and the brothers and sisters were all helping at Yongkong Temple, and did not pay attention to leaving alone.

And when I saw Master Fakong cast such a marvelous Buddha mantra, I should have been overwhelmed with emotion and suffered a huge shock, so I left alone.

At this time, Master Fakong should be weak and unable to use his magical powers. Even if he senses something wrong, he will not be able to come and save himself.

These kinds of things were calculated by this guy, so he saw this opportunity and appeared to solve himself.

Thinking of this, he said solemnly, "Is the donor the one from the Jinghui Sect?"

The shadowy figure slowly approached.

Even if he got close, he still couldn't see the specific appearance of the figure, but it was not only because the other party's aura was like smoke, covering himself, but also because the other party was wearing a veil, covering his face.

He looked over in surprise, and He Shi announced a Buddha name: "It turned out to be a female donor!"

He never imagined that the other party turned out to be a woman.

In his expectation, this should be a wise middle-aged man with extraordinary talent and amazing ingenuity.

Unexpectedly, it was a woman.

I couldn't see the woman's face clearly, I could only see Jian Shui's eyes.

I couldn't tell how old I was through the waves of my eyes, I just felt that my eyes were pure and flawless, like a baby, not yet polluted by the turbid air of the world.

There was a light sadness between the eyebrows, which was pitiful.

A touch of light sorrow covers the traces of the years, and it is impossible to see the vicissitudes of life. It seems that he is young and not young.

The woman came to the front, ten steps away, showed her graceful and moving figure in front of the monk Yuande, and said lightly: "Master Yuande, I have offended you."

"Wait." Monk Yuande hurriedly shouted.

The woman looked at him: "What is the will of the master?"

Hearing her crisp, ding-dong sound like spring water, Monk Yuande judged that she was very young, and hurriedly said, "I haven't asked the female benefactor's name yet."

The woman chuckled lightly: "No need, if the master has a last word, you might as well say it quickly, you don't need to delay waiting for the monk Fakong."

She revealed the thoughts of Monk Yuande in one word.

The monk Yuande said: "The poor monk has something unknown."

"Say."

"Why does the female benefactor insist on the rise of the Jinghui sect? The Jinghui sect behaves erratically and murders people like numbness. It is really a sin. How can the female benefactor endure this?"

"Killing is also killing someone who deserves to be killed." The woman smiled and shook her head: "Like you, Damiaolian Temple, you seem to be all eminent monks with infinite merits, but in fact, they are just famous people with blood on their hands, and they are hypocritical. pole."

"Amitabha." Monk Yuande shook his head.

The woman chuckled and said, "If you can be like the monk Fakong, who can save the hardships, why should the Purification Sect come to you? Do you really think the Purification Sect is for revenge?"

"Amitabha." The monk Yuande said solemnly: "Master Fakung is indeed worthy of immeasurable virtues, and poor monks and others are ashamed of themselves, but it is serious to talk about gaining fame and reputation. What is the intention of the benefactor?"

He felt that the re-emergence of the Jade Sect was not just for revenge, but also for other purposes.

"Monk Yuande, you're talking too much." The woman flickered and appeared behind Monk Yuande with a fluttering palm.

Monk Yuande sensed that something was wrong and couldn't react in time, so he could only try his best to rush forward, trying to avoid the palm as much as possible.

But the woman's palm seemed to be able to stretch, chasing the back of the monk Yuande, and it was firmly shot.

"Pfft!" Monk Yuande spurted a **** arrow in the air, and the **** arrow was even mixed with minced meat.

The woman chuckled: "What a powerful body protection qi."

Monk Yuande showed a wry smile, his face quickly turned pale, and he was coated with a layer of gold powder that turned yellow.

This palm is so refined and pure that it smashes the internal organs like a hammer.

The body-protecting qi and the qi in the body are useless, there is no obstacle to the palm force, let it be violently smashed.

The internal organs were severely damaged in an instant, almost shattered, and the minced meat was sprayed directly from the mouth.

He sighed that my life was over.

Unexpectedly, he was planted here and died at the hands of an unknown woman, which was more wrong than his previous death.

Just at this moment, a stream of nectar instantly fell from the sky, going straight down from the Baihui Point on the top of the head, filling the body.

The body seemed to be immersed in the nectar, the warm breath penetrated from every pore, and every part of the body seemed to be cheering.

The feeling of coldness and weakness was expelled at once.

He took a deep breath, feeling that his life was finally saved, and it was Fa Kong who secretly saved his life.

"Bang!" He landed heavily, his feet firmly planted into the blue brick ground, the blue brick shattered into several pieces, and sunk slightly two palms thick.

"Huh?" The woman chuckled lightly: "What a tough life!"

She was not in a hurry to give the second palm, but was looking at Monk Yuande carefully, wondering if Monk Yuande would still be able to die after being slapped by her.

As soon as she released her palm, she knew that the internal organs of the monk Yuande would be smashed. Under such circumstances, no matter how strong the divine power of Da Miao Lian Temple was, it would not be able to hold up, and it would definitely die.

But the monk Yuande has a stable breath and does not appear to be fatally injured. Is it some kind of secret technique, or some kind of treasure body protection?

Monk Yuande turned around, looked at her with awe, and said coldly: "What a vicious method, the donor must kill the poor monk."

Anger burns in his heart.

It's a pity that I don't know **** the sword. At this time, the sword should be able to kill this sinful woman.

The woman chuckled and said, "You are the next national teacher. If you destroy you, the Great Miaolian Temple will almost be destroyed. If you are me, will I also destroy you?"

"You can't kill the poor monk." Monk Yuande shook his head and said, "Don't waste your energy, leave."

"Can't you kill?" With a flash of white shadow, the woman appeared behind Monk Yuande again, and shot out with one palm, the same as the previous one.

Monk Yuande flashed, but avoided it.

He had already calculated in advance, dodged before the woman's voice fell, and at the same time used a secret technique to double his cultivation base, and at the same time increased his reaction speed.

"Hey." The woman folded in the air at a sudden speed, and a firm palm was printed on the back of Monk Yuande.

Hit in the same position.

"Pfft!" Monk Yuande flew into the air again and spewed a **** arrow, but fortunately there was no minced meat this time.

Still couldn't stop the woman's most refined and pure palm strength, like a heavy hammer, but there was an invisible force protecting her heart.

The heavy smashing that the palm strength turned into failed to smash this invisible force.

Monk Yuande knew that this was the power of Fakong.

Invisible, but real, appearing out of thin air without a trace, as if it was his own power.

He knew that this would be regarded as a treasure by the woman.

"Interesting." The woman saw that the monk Yuande was clearly slapped, but he held on, feeling very strange.

The internal organs have been broken, but there is a vigorous vitality in the body. Under this vitality, the internal organs will heal quickly and will not die.

She guessed that it was a treasure gifted by Fakong, or a Buddha treasure blessed by it, which kept the vitality of monk Yuande.

She was not in a hurry, but just found it interesting, and wanted to find out how many injuries the Buddha treasure blessed by Fa Kong could sustain.

She was certain that no matter how powerful the Buddha's treasure was, if its head was shattered, it would not be able to save its life, so monk Yuande could not escape death.

Thinking of this, she hurried forward.

Monk Yuande suddenly had a clear mind, and a stream of nectar fell. He knew that this was the power of the Heart Clearing Mantra.

However, this Qingxin mantra is different from the previous Qingxin mantra.

I became extraordinarily calm, and my heart was like ice and snow.

His thoughts began to speed up, and everything in front of him slowed down, including his own movements, which were about twice as slow.

At this speed, the woman's movements can be clearly seen.

As soon as her eyes lit up, Monk Yuande knew that she was going to make a move, so he moved first, and through her previous habit of making moves, her figure turned to the left.

She really shot, and hit her heart position, the left deviation just gave an advance, can avoid the heart and shoulders, let her hit the air.

Without waiting for her to fold to accelerate, he already accelerated, slammed into the wall of the alley, and took advantage of the fold.

The woman's left palm had already hit the wall of the alley, and there was a muffled "bang", and cracks appeared on the walls of the bluestone pile.

Monk Yuande continued to change his shape.

With the acceleration of his thinking, his Astral Qi also accelerated, making his Qinggong faster, and at the same time, the manipulation of his body was meticulous, making his Qinggong play more delicately and swiftly.

"Bang bang bang bang!" The muffled sound was endless, and the woman hit the wall with each palm, but failed to hit him.

She had a temper, but she didn't believe in evil, and she had to hit him.

The monk Yuande in front of him suddenly became ghostly and unpredictable, as if he had changed.

This is obviously some kind of secret technique.

The woman hummed inwardly, as expected, she had Su Hui, who was constantly able to save herself.

She shook her head, accelerating suddenly.

Every time she changed her figure~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the speed increased. After several changes, the speed was superimposed, causing her figure to appear in a string. Her figure was everywhere, everywhere, and it was already crowded with alleys.

Monk Yuande was unavoidable, and finally got another slap from her.

However, this palm failed to hit the key point, and it just hit the monk Yuande and spit out a **** arrow.

Monk Yuande was in the air, as if being yanked by an invisible rope, he slid into the yard next to him.

The woman chased after him, but the monk Yuande disappeared.

There are flower beds, bamboo forests, and rockeries in this yard, but her figure flashed and she swept past quickly. She looked everywhere, but no monk Yuande could be seen.

Yuande monk is slender and slender, and it is impossible to hide in any hole, but he just can't find it.

Could it have escaped from elsewhere, that was too soon?

Unconvinced, she turned around twice, then jumped to the top of the wall and looked around, looking in the direction of Yongkong Temple.

There is still a lot of noise over there. There are monks from Da Miao Lian Temple shuttle among them, the yellow monk robes flashing, but there is no monk Yuande.

The woman stood on the wall, white clothes fluttering, and white gauze fluttered on her face, occasionally revealing a white jaw and corners of her mouth.

There is a mole under the left corner of the mouth.

Her eyes were as bright as water, and she stared at Yongkong Temple for a few times, and finally snorted, flashed, and disappeared.

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