Apiao's eyes lit up, which really made Meng Tianxin laugh.

"If you die, you don't have to endure it anymore." Meng Tianxin still explained: "You are not a scholar, but a Confucian scholar. It is probably because you don't commit any evil, so you can give you a way out."

Ghost cultivators are most afraid of meeting two kinds of cultivators.

One is Buddhist practice, and the other is Confucianism.

The former is the most strong and yang in Buddhism, while the latter is the most powerful and righteous spirit that cannot be invaded by all evil.

The ghost cultivator goes up, just licking the welding gun with his tongue, who doesn’t make you confused?

Suddenly, a strong wind blew.

A monk walked into Lanruo Temple with a staff in his hand, accompanied by the scraped dead leaves, and his aura was full of aura.

"It's a mess with monk!"

The four Apiao crawled into the ground in horror and betrayed his master very decisively.

"Li Ran, the first team of the Dragon Hunting, have met Your Excellency You Shen."

The monk looked very casual and did not see the solemnity that monks should have.

"It turns out that I am a fellow disciple, and I almost prepare to take action."

Meng Tianxin relaxed her tense nerves and already understood Li Ran’s intention to dress up.

Disguising monks is easy to hide their eyes and is more convenient to act. In fact, the Jiuyou Sect is famous, and many forces are staring at them secretly and are ready to pick peaches at any time.
Chapter completed!