Fahai learned that the Dragon-Subduing Arhat was about to descend to earth before he was in seclusion. Now fifty years have passed, and he thought that he should have been reincarnated and awakened his soul.

As the Buddha's personal disciple, the Dragon Subduing Arhat was one of the eighteen Arhats responsible for killing. His magic power was all over the world. He had touched the shadow of the Buddha's fruit many years ago. With his help, he was worried that he could not take the dog official couple?

Fahai was full of confidence and followed the breath of the dragon-subduing Arhat to Li Xiuyuan's house.

Knocking on the door, an old butler walked out. The old butler recognized Huikong, the host of Jinshan Temple, walked up with a smile, put a few copper plates into Huikong's bowl, and smiled and said, "Master Huikong has come out to beg for alms again. Let's buy a few vegetarian buns to eat."

In front of Fahai, Huikong couldn't help but blush and said, "I came this time to see your master, and to introduce the Taoist monk next to him, Zen Master Fahai."

"Oh, I'm not here to beg for alms. It's really the sun has come out from the west!"

The old butler exclaimed in surprise and said, "Two masters, wait, I'll report it here."

"Don't bother the old donor, I can just go there by myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fahai had disappeared in front of them. The next moment, he came to the quiet room where Li Xiuyuan was.

Li Xiuyuan noticed someone coming and slowly opened her eyes. Seeing that it was a long-browed old monk, a trace of vigilance flashed in her eyes.

While he was looking at Fahai, Fahai was also looking at Li Xiuyuan. Seeing that he was wearing a Taoist robe, he couldn't help but frown slightly: "Dragon Subduing Arhat, have you not awakened yet? Then let me help you."

Fahai stretched out his index finger, and a ball of Buddha light flew out from his fingertips, flew towards Li Xiuyuan's eyebrows, and said, "I left Leiyin Temple and got down to Bodhi Lotus Dust. I am still a Daluo Immortal."

The Buddha's light suddenly merged into Li Xiuyuan's eyebrows, and then Li Xiuyuan slowly closed his eyes.

A moment later, the Buddha's light was magnificent on Li Xiuyuan's body, and a rich Buddhist aura descended on him.

Fahai looked at Li Xiuyuan happily, waited for him to smile with a flower, opened his eyes again, and couldn't wait to ask: "Dragon-subduing Arhat, do you still remember Fahai?"

Li Xiuyuan nodded slightly: "What are you looking for me?"

Fahai immediately informed Chen Mang and Qing'er of snatching the bowl and hurting others. Finally, he said angrily: "The purple gold bowl is given by the Buddha. How can it fall into the hands of evil demons and heretics, and lead the magic weapon to cover the dust. The Arhat must make the decision for me!"

Li Xiuyuan said: "You don't have to pay attention to this matter anymore. Go back to Jinshan Temple to heal your wounds with peace of mind. Tomorrow morning, I will return the purple gold bowl to Zhao intact."

"In this way, thank you, Arhat!"

Fahai thanked him repeatedly, walked out of the quiet room with joy, and took Huikong back to Jinshan Temple.

When Li Xiuyuan noticed Fahai was walking away, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and blue veins on his forehead stormed: "What should come is coming after all!"

Ten years ago, the night he was put in jail.

Chen Mang extorted him from the prison alone, sealed the soul of the Dragon Subduing Arhat, and then told him about his reincarnation of the Dragon Subduing Arhat, and used a mirror to transform the future scene.

In the picture, he left his home and ran away from home on the night of the bridal chamber, and went to the temple to practice.

When he went home again, his parents had passed away with hatred, and his fiancée became crazy because he could not bear the stimulation, and his family property was taken away by the ill-minded housekeeper.

He could not accept that the person in the mirror was his future self, but he knew that he could not resist the erosion of the dragon-subduing Arhat's soul, so he sincerely asked Chen Mang for help.

Chen Mang accepted him as his disciple in the name of the national teacher You Ne Zhenjun, taught him the Buddhist techniques, and tried to hide the truth. He also taught him some Taoist techniques to practice diligently.

Under the tremendous pressure of life and death, he worked hard to strengthen it. In just ten years, he condensed the soul of Li Xiuyuan himself. In addition, Chen Mang taught him the Buddhist technique, he finally successfully pretended to be a dragon-subduing Arhat and deceived Fahai.

Seeing that the people from Lingshan had already come to the door, Li Xiuyuan sneered, changed into monk's robes, and came to Chen Mang's home.

After the two of them had a conspiracy, Chen Mang handed over the purple gold bowl to Li Xiuyuan and asked him to return it to Fahai.

At noon that day, Li Xiuyuan went to Lingyin Temple to become a monk, completely confirming his identity as a reincarnation of the Dragon-Subduing Arhat.

On the top of the mountain, Qing'er looked at the master and apprentice who were cheating people together, and felt a strong sense of déjà vu coming to her face, and said with emotion: "Oh, it seems that Lingshan is going to be in trouble!"

Chen Mang said dissatisfiedly: "I just want to save Xiuyuan's life. Lingshan is not going to be unlucky. If you talk nonsense, be careful that I will sue you for slander!"

Qing'er rolled her eyes immediately and complained: "You are lying to ghosts. Now I can even imagine the expression of Tathagata doubting life when he was stabbed by his disciple."

When Chen Mang heard this, his expression became serious instantly. He stared into Qing'er's eyes and said slowly: "Woman, you know too much." After that, he took out a wooden pistol, pointed it at Qing'er's eyebrows and pulled the trigger.

The next moment, a stream of clear water squirted on Qing'er's face, and Qing'er instantly turned dark. Looking at Chen Mang who had already run into the forest, she gritted her teeth and chased after him.

A moment later, Chen Mang's proud laughter rang out in the mountains and forests: "Come and chase me, I'll tell you to hehehe... Wait, how can you use spells? This can't count... Don't tear my clothes, why do you do it!"

One day later, three hours had passed since Chen Mang and his team entered the forest.

Stepping on the afterglow of the sunset, Qing'er and the ragged Chen Mang returned to the government office.

At this time, Manager Lu was lying on the ground and scrambling with Tuan Duanyuan for fresh bamboo shoots. When he saw Chen Mang coming back in this way, he couldn't help but say with some confusion: "Young Master, have you met a bandit?"

Chen Mang nodded, glanced at Qing'er, and snorted coldly: "A female thief has been dealt with by me."

Manager Lu locked his eyebrows and said with a little puzzled look: "No, what kind of bandit dares to steal your old man?"

Chen Mang looked at the shopkeeper Lu who had been so smart that he was so angry that he secretly grinded his teeth. He glanced at the bamboo on the ground and scolded: "You can grab your meal, too!"

Manager Lu said with dissatisfaction: "Young Master, you underestimate me now. How can I eat rice buckets?"

Chen Mang was amused and cried by him and said, "What's the matter here?"

"Oh, I almost forgot the matter!"

Manager Lu slapped his head suddenly, ran to Chen Mang anxiously, and said, "Young Master, help me, my son has been caught by the King of Hell, please help me!"

Chen Mang said in disbelief: "You actually have a son?"

Manager Lu sighed and said, "Oh, this happened many years ago. At that time, I had just transformed and fell in love with a beautiful deer spirit. I was fucked with her for a few years, and then I had that boy who didn't look like me at all. When he grew up, I didn't care about him anymore. Now, even the daughter he gave birth to is 300 years old."

Chen Mang glanced at the funny facial features that were rare in a thousand years and complained: "If your son doesn't look like you, just have fun secretly!"
Chapter completed!