Seeing that the sky was getting dark again, the sun was setting in the west, and a distant breeze was blowing here, carrying the fragrance of flowers. Fang Yan knew that it was the peach blossoms blooming by the small lake not far away.

The faint fragrance, Bai Zhenzhen smiles slightly, is like a dark fragrance filling the sleeves, touching people's hearts. The hair blown by the breeze is mixed with the fragrance of peach blossoms, like the dust of emotion, it is so delicate and delicate, fluttering in the wind.

The corners of her clothes seemed to make the beautiful woman become a fairy. At this moment, she was so beautiful and moving.

Fang Yan raised his head, glanced at the old monk without any trace, and thought to himself: Could it be that he is the Fahai of this world? I don’t know which version of Fahai it is. If it is the version of the handsome guy Zhao, will he pinch his flowers with his fingers?

He shouted, "Mighty Heavenly Dragon, World Honored Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas, Mami Mami!"

Hui Hai's handsome face smiled slightly, "I came here specifically to show the sincerity of Buddhism. The demon clan is causing harm to the world and should be under the jurisdiction of our two religions for the purpose of restraint."

Bai Zhenzhen clapped his hands, and a demon cultivator immediately stepped forward, took out a jade talisman, and pinched the spell with his hand. The jade talisman lit up for a burst of light, and transformed into a strong man at least three meters tall, with a green face, fangs, and orange hair.

Yellow mane.

"The Blue Teeth Puppet has been greatly improved, and it should be foolproof this time."

Fang Yan took a careful look at the monster in front of him and said to himself: Oh dear~! Isn't this the advanced version of the monster from the last demon war?

Blood, alchemy, becoming stronger...

Hui Hai seemed to be aware of it. He took a quick look, smiled at Fang Yan, nodded and said, "Not bad luck!"

Xu Hanwen nodded and said: "It's indeed good..."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Zhenzhen snorted coldly, raised his hand to signal the demonic disciple to accept the blue tooth puppet, and sneered: "What methods do you have in Buddhism?"

Xu Hanwen touched his nose awkwardly, and when he saw his wife's calm expression, a flattering smile immediately appeared on her face.

If Master Huihai realized something, he took a deep look at Fang Yan, wanting to remember that this face still had breath, reluctantly sighed: "The poor monk is already here, this is the greatest means, the world's people

I only know that the Zen master's mantra in white clothes can determine life and death with a single word, but I don't know the methods of my Buddhism. I am a poor monk with no talent and mediocre cultivation. He also has the ability to hold wind and thunder between his two fingers, which is no weaker than Lu Sui of Zen."

Bai Zhenzhen nodded, stretched out his hand and said, "There are many people talking here, let's go and talk in detail elsewhere."

Xu Hanwen stood up like a dog, and faced his wife. Their two children followed behind, and they couldn't help but pout when they saw their father trying to please their mother.

When Hui Hai left, he specifically looked back at Fang Yan and performed a Buddhist salute, "The donor is destined to be a Buddhist..."

Fang Yan sneered disdainfully. I was familiar with this plot, so I quickly interrupted him and refused: "No! As the saying goes, it is better to eat a good apricot than a basket of rotten pears. I think the donor Xu is good. He has understanding and wisdom at a glance.

Shen Zhong, you go find him."

Turn around quickly, otherwise you won't be entangled by the old monk. In her past life, she hated Buddhist bald donkeys the most.

Hui Hai touched his head, looked at Fang Yan's leaving figure, then looked back at the mountain stream, shook his head and said: "The blue one is much more spiritual, alas~!"

After returning to the house and closing the door, Fang Yan began to think about it. It seemed that the demons and Buddhists knew each other. He didn't know what they were doing. Those monsters were good things. He didn't know where they were produced. He could steal them if he had the chance.

Master, take a look at what the raw materials are, then go back and make them yourself. The higher the level of cultivation, the better.

Thinking of this, she didn't know why she suddenly remembered the thought that controlled Chen Biqing's body when she first met Chen Biqing. She didn't know if it was the residual soul left by her ex. Although it was suppressed, who knows when it will pop up next time.

If you run out at a critical moment and do something stupid, won't you get yourself killed?

I have to think of a way to look through it to see if there are any spells related to the soul, practice it at least, and be prepared for everything.

Because Fang Yan has discovered that the lottery tube is a cheat, but it is also a cheat. Every time after drawing lots, there will be disaster. I don't know if it is because the lottery tube takes away all the luck.

Therefore, you must be fully prepared for everything. Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst.

Forget it, it’s useless to think too much, just practice!

Cross one's legs, visualize, practice qi, polish the qi sea, and consolidate the foundation and cultivation. Fortunately, with a solid foundation and a bunch of miscellaneous skills at hand, I can fight across levels.

Take Tianguanshu and Youming as examples. They can calculate the enemy's next move, which is similar to being able to predict the enemy's movements and moves during battle, but it is obviously useless for experienced enemies. Fortunately, there are also innate magical powers.

As long as you use the water element, it is not difficult to fight across levels, as long as the opponent does not exceed your own cultivation level too much.

For example, it would be a bit difficult to go beyond a whole realm, build the foundation yourself, and use the enemy's golden elixir.

No matter how powerful he is, he won't be able to fight in more than two small realms.

Sometimes Fang Yan feels that practicing is a boring thing, but that is just an idea that comes up occasionally when he is tired or irritable. Under normal circumstances, he still feels that it is important to live longer.

This is a very good thing, so before that, you must have the strength to continue living.

Before you have this strength, it is better to be honest and follow the steps.

Fang Yan is actually a very lazy snake. If she is allowed to do nothing all the time and concentrate on practicing, she will probably be exhausted and bored to death. She actually also likes to play, so she will feel very bored if she keeps practicing.

Boring. When she has nothing to do, she likes to find some fun things to do by herself. As a snake, although she is used to being alone, it does not mean that she is a boring and empty snake.

One evening, after work was over, Fang Yan remembered that there was a small lake behind the abandoned Dragon Palace, with rockery and flowing water, not far from the stone pavilion. Many peach blossoms were planted there. In recent days, many elders and disciples were running there, and there were several

The first time I saw Chen Biqing going there, I brought something along the way to see the dialect.

Fang Yan planned to go there for a walk, relax, and do some research. She guessed that the secret base for refining monsters might be there. Several times she thought about walking along the small lake into the peach blossom forest, but

Every time she walked halfway, a demon disciple would call her back. Fang Yan actually wanted to know what was in that peach blossom forest that would make the demon protect her so tightly.

On this day, most of the demonic disciples were called to gather in the main hall, so Fang Yan walked along the small lake towards the peach blossom forest.

When the peach blossoms are in full bloom, the sky and the earth are filled with pink, so romantic.

Slowly, I got closer and closer, but I felt an inexplicable panic in my heart.

Let the breeze blow on her face, blowing her green hair, and the slowly falling petals fly far away with the breeze, or fall into the small lake, and float on the lake with the water, adding a touch of pink to the lake.
Chapter completed!