Chapter 43 First sight of flowers

A muffled sound was like breaking a balloon full of water on the spot. The black clouds burst, mixed with small white fragments like snowflakes. The howling hungry ghost seemed to be a sewage splashing out of the ball, and Ding Ru was all over her body, hanging on her, screaming and biting. Ding Ruxiu is the King Kong multiplication secret method. Although it is not as bad as gold and steel, because of the power of ghosts, for these hungry ghosts, her body is no different from the strongest object in the world. No matter how she bites, she can't hurt her at all, but just stains the sticky and smelly ghost liquid all over her body.

Ding Ru's daughter's body was spoiled. She had never encountered such a situation. She screamed in horror and was full of magic power. For a moment, it was like a flame sweeping the sky and the earth, reflecting half of the sky and sweeping away the gloomy depression of the whole valley. The hungry ghosts melted in this infinite light.

The tall and thin monk had just fallen to the ground at this time. Ding Ru was fierce, and the monk could not resist it. He used his ability to act as a ghost stand-in. He released dozens of hungry ghosts with protection, but he took the opportunity to escape. But Ding Ru's palm was too fierce. The monk threw out the hungry ghost and couldn't stop him. He had to give up the monk's robe again before he barely escaped, which happened to be a real streak. The family originally planned to turn back and fight back. It can be seen that this scene was so scared that he was pale. He secretly shouted the Nan Wu Miao Dharma Lotus Buddha, picked flowers and picked man-eating flowers. When he really carried it to the extreme, he planned to slip away with his buttocks.

Who would have thought that the light of the Buddha passed by, and Ding Ru, who had just been majestic, shook her body and fell to the ground from the air, and there was no movement.

The tall and thin monk was puzzled. He hid at Gukou and looked at it for a moment. He carefully rubbed against Ding Ru. When he looked carefully, he couldn't help laughing, "Wonderful, wonderful, my Buddha's power is boundless. No matter how arrogant you are, you can't escape my Buddha's palm!" What did you say? However, Ding Ru used her strength in panic. The mana in her body was chaotic and almost went crazy. At this time, she couldn't even move her little finger.

The tall and thin monk was overjoyed. He secretly thought that the little girl was so powerful that she must be an important figure of the Zhenyan Sect and fell into his own hands. That was really God's will. First enjoy it, and then make her a ghost who presided over the hungry ghost. At that time, not only will his hungry ghost power be greatly increased, but also forced the little girl. Asking about the secrets of many truth sects, as long as they practice according to it, it will not take long, and they will be far more than other sects. At that time, it is not a big honorable person to get the title. Thinking of such a wonderful prospect, the tall and thin monk was full of enthusiasm, and the thing that had been frightened in his lower body also stood up again and was eager to try, and he wanted to show his skills.

There is a saying that it is better to hit the sun than to choose a day, and it is better to pick up the land than to choose a place. As in Journey to the West, no one will make the mistake of swallowing Tang Monk and returning to the hole when he is not on the spot. The tall and thin monk sees the secluded place and does not plan to choose another place. He has to correct Ding Ru on the spot here, and he can't move now. Ding Ru grinned and said, "Little girl, after today's joy, the Buddha is your master. Remember the name of the Buddha. The Buddha is in charge of the hungry ghosts under the Holy Buddha's throne..."

With a thin sound, a red line appeared on the chest of the tall and thin monk, spewing four or five meters away.

The tall and thin monk lowered his head in shock and looked at the inexplicable small hole in his chest with a surprised face. When his heart was still confused, he saw that the small hole seemed to expand quickly as the ice hole poured by hot water. In the blink of an eye, it had become the size of a fist, and he heard a wave. A steaming bright red heart flew out of the hole and broke into eight petals in the air. The tall and thin monk screamed, fell down and died thoroughly.

"It's really evil!"

I don't know when Yong Bowen, who stood behind the tall and thin monk, slowly put down the palm of his hand that was still shining black light and sighed, with a strange look on his face, but his eyebrows were already clear, and the right ** evil look disappeared without a trace.

In a short period of time, what happened to Yong Bowen can really be described as inconceivable.

"This Gu Yangding technology doesn't seem to work!"

When this idea came up, Yong Bowen, who was sitting on the ground obediently receiving the Guyang fair test, suddenly felt a tingling pain in his brain, as if someone had lifted his skull and pricked a red needle into his brain. The pain was so sudden and unstoppable that the cold sweat on his back fell at that time. Here it comes.

"What kind of plane are you doing? Are you plotted on me?"

Yong Bowen was shocked and was about to fight back, but there was a sudden shock in his mind, like a crash in his ear. When he was black in front of his eyes, he felt that his feet were stepping on the air, and his whole body kept falling down and falling, as if he had fallen into the bottomless abyss. There was no end, no end. Just when I thought it would always fall without end until the end of the world, it suddenly stopped.

Down-to-earth and open-to-earth.

In the eyes, the forest is dense and steep, and the stream splashes, but it is in the middle of a mountain stream. The cold stream can't pass the instep, but with a bone-breaking coolness, it spreads up from the center of the foot along the legs, spreading rapidly over the waist and the abdomen to the top of the head.

Yong Bowen couldn't help shivering, with a layer of goose bumps all over his body. He couldn't help shouting, "It's so cold."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a crisp voice like a silver bell and said, "Isn't you a little monk crazy? If you step on the mountains and rivers barefoot on a cold day, you are not afraid of catching a cold?"

Yong Bowen felt that the voice was so familiar. He looked up and saw a smiling girl in white standing by the stream. Her appearance was seven or eight points similar to her own. She couldn't help but be stunned and blurted out, "Huajian?"

The girl was full of smiles. Hearing this, her smile stiffened. She grabbed her head with some distress and asked, "How can you recognize me?"

"Of course I recognize you." Yong Bowen jumped out of the mountain stream, but Huajian said anxiously, "Why did you come out? I haven't finished yet."

"What's there to say? Isn't it just that you give me a hand, and I give you a hand? What else do we have to see today? Is it the mess of the fate method?" Yong Bowen has been disgusted by this. He jumped on the edge of the rock, picked up a big stone and sat down. First, he shook off the cold stream on his feet. "I said it was over. I watched it several times. You and that Huiguo have to pull it almost once every life. Isn't it annoying?

Huajian stared at Yong Bowen with a strange face. Suddenly, she laughed and walked lightly to him and sat down. She also raised her feet and shook casually like him. She was also barefoot. The fleshy pair of small feet were white and almost transparent. Qiyong Bowen's thick, big and a little bony foot is really a heaven and earth.

Yong Bowen said, "You are an illusion created by Gu Yangding. Don't do this. Those monks of Zhenyanzong have done it once, and Pu Daqingang has also tested it. I'm really not a reincarnation of Qinglong. Why do you come to test me with this? I'm in a hurry now."

Huajian smiled again and said, "I know you are not the reincarnation of Qinglong, but I don't know that you already know that you are not the reincarnation of Qinglong, but you don't seem to know what your identity is. I know what your identity is. Do you want to know?"

Yong Bowen was surrounded by this series of knowledge and ignorance. After a long time, he realized, "I know, am I just a fake tire for cover? Seriously, I'm from an authentic Taoist family, and I have nothing to do with your tantra.

"Yo, you have a great relationship with Tantra." Huajian stretched out a finger and nodded on the tip of Yong Bowen's nose, "If you have nothing to do with tantra, what am I?"

Yong Bowen smiled and said, "Aren't you an illusion? You can't deceive me. I know that you tantra disciples will have these illusions. I don't believe it this time. He reached out and put the finger on the tip of his nose aside, and felt that the finger was tender and slippery. It really felt so good that he couldn't help praising, "It's so realistic. I don't know how it came about it." He touched Huajian's face again and praised loudly, "It's tender and slippery. It's well maintained!"

Huajian was stunned and seemed to be scared. He pointed to Yong Bowen and stammered, "You, you, you actually mean to me!"

Yong Bowen said disapprovingly, "Don't say that you are just an illusion created by yourself, it's a real person, which is not rude! What is indepret? Attacking the chest and touching the buttocks are these important parts of this place, which is called impolite..." Yong Da Tianshi is originally a gentleman-like figure who is polite and self-respecting. This kind of thing can only be said to Ai Liyun, but since he believes that this flower is just an illusion, he wants to say something without scruples, which is also a true nature. He not only says, but also waving to do it. In the posture, there is a big smell of doing the actual performance again.

The flower screamed, jumped up suddenly, and flashed far away.

"Why are you so nervous?" Yong Bowen waved his hand and said, "I can't really touch it. Look at the way you don't have breasts and buttocks, and it won't feel much better..."

"I'm so angry!" Huajian touched behind him angrily, and actually took out a bright long sword. He pointed to Yong Bowen and shouted, "You little boy, you even dare to flirt in your previous life. I really don't know what you have learned in this life. I think no one will discipline you. Today, I will discipline you don't make mistakes in the future."

"What discipline? You're just an illusion... Er... What did you say about your previous life?"

Yong Bowen was stunned on the spot, but he saw that a sword had been split between the flowers.

"The King of Fuming breaks the magic sword, what's the matter!"

The sword turned into a fire dragon, and it came more and more in the air. Wherever it passed, the grass and trees burned, and the mountains and streams were boiling, and even the stone emitted wisps of smoke, cracking even more.

Yong Bowen was shocked. Although he always thought that it was just an illusion, in the face of danger, he still did not have the courage to confirm the illusion, and hurriedly dodged. The fire dragon passed by him, just a short distance away. Yong Bowen felt a strong force surging from his side, as if he had been hit by a photoless ten-wheel * big truck. He couldn't help flying out. The broken kite flew out more than a hundred meters, hitting a big tree heavily and slammed to the ground. His whole body was painful and tearing, as if he had scattered shelves. What's worse, his whole body was full of clothes. When it burned up, he quickly endured the pain and rolled a few rolls on the ground, put out the fire on his body, and struggled to stand up. As soon as he looked up, he saw the Huajian's fierce sword catching up. He couldn't help screaming, turned around and ran away. He only heard a voice behind him, "King Kong destroyed the third sword, what's wrong!" The irresistible strength came from behind, and it was cold to the bone.

The quiet mountain forest suddenly became lively. In the loud sound, it seemed that a huge monster that was constantly spraying flames, frost and other things was passing by quickly. The flames flew, the ice and water were everywhere, and the wind roared, and the forest howled to the ground. The mountain fires beat loudly. For a moment, the birds and beasts walked away. If the end of the world comes.

Out of a sudden, a dark shadow ejected from the dense forest, drew a perfect arc, fell heavily on a piece of stone, smashed the debris, struggled for a few times and failed to get up. Instead, it caused a violent cough. This dark shadow is the great master of Yong Bowen. It's just that after escaping for such a while, he is already scarred. His whole body is blue, black, purple and red. It's like accidentally knocking over the dye shop, but the color is bright and complete. He lay in the rocks, moaning weakly, looking like he couldn't live.

Huajian jumped out of the forest and fell behind Yong Bowen. He raised his sword and wanted to fight. Yong Bowen quickly raised his hand and surrendered, "Don't fight. If I'm really your reincarnation, aren't you afraid to beat me again?"

. It's really useless. I can't stand these swords!" He pressed the sword between the flowers and looked unhappy about this future.

Yong Bowen was unconvinced and said, "Don't be arrogant. I have no charm around me, otherwise I have to show you." Originally, even if he couldn't beat Huajian, he would not lose so quickly and get hurt so badly. It was all because he was not willing to be beaten and wanted to fight back, but he stopped and took it out of his body, but found that there was no charm on his body. As a result, he was so delayed and was hit by a sword by Huajian, and then he was out of control and was cut ten times in a row. A few swords have come to such a pitiful end at present. I didn't hang up on the spot. It's already a good thing.

Huajian raised his sword in his hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Be honest. How did you recognize me? How do you know that my name is Huajian? If there is a sentence that is not true, hum, I will let you taste the taste of this broken magic sword again!"

Yong Bowen secretly complained in his heart. He only felt that this flower was not like his own previous life, but more like an enemy in his previous life. Otherwise, how could he be so vicious, and he would be tortured to extract confessions? However, there is nothing to hide from these contents. At present, I will talk about seeing Huajian and Huiguo from the first illusion, and directly talking about the latest demon dream and seeing Huajian being insulted by mountain bandits. During this period, I have talked about the things of learning the eight swords, entering the fantasy world and seeing reincarnation. These things have been bothering him for a long time. At this time, it may not be taken this opportunity to figure it out. Originally, he suspected that the flower room was an illusion, but the good fight just now made him feel that the flower room was not like an illusion.

***I'm the dividing line of hand pain****

My hands really hurt...

After taking the medicine and applying Yunnan Baiyao, it still hurts.

Of course, I just hurt my finger. There is no reason to be an eunuch.