Yuxiang

Murong Xianxian may not know some people, but she still pays close attention to the strong ones. Although she didn't talk to the old nun Cijing that day, she looked at all the monks from a distance, and she probably had an impression .

"God nun, what are your orders?" Murong Xianxian's face was serene, like a pilgrim entering a temple to worship Buddha.

"Poor nun Cijing, this is the little apprentice Youyun, who was born in Zizhu Nunnery." The old nun Cijing got straight to the point.

"Oh, Zizhu Nunnery, I have admired her name for a long time. The junior Murong Xianxian, the current head of the nunnery, Youtan Shenni, what should I call the nun?" Murong Xianxian asked.

"Youtan is poor nun's nephew, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

The old nun Cijing paused for a moment, and continued: "The poor nun once had a relationship with the benefactor in the land of the demonized treasure temple."

"I know, you want to ask about the pure glass bottle, right?" Murong Xianxian didn't want to go around in circles, so she asked directly.

The old nun Cijing was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "The benefactor has misunderstood. How can people outside the poor nun think about the treasures of the benefactor? It's just that Zizhu nunnery is from the lineage of Guanshiyin Bodhisattva. I don't know benefactor Murong Who is the teacher?"

"Qinglian Baiou, originally belonged to a family, and the younger generation came from Wenxiangfang." Murong Xianxian replied.

Smell Fragrance?

The old nun Cijing was slightly taken aback. She has traveled almost all over the endless sea area, and she has seen and heard of various sects and families, but she has never heard of this name.

Murong Xianxian was already prepared: "Shenni, Wenxiangfang has always been passed on by a single line. It's normal if you haven't heard of it. However, starting from the younger generation, Wenxiangfang has officially established a mountain gate and opened a sect to teach disciples. .”

"Oh, I didn't expect Fellow Daoist to be the head of a sect at such a young age, poor nun, you're being rude!" Upon hearing this, old nun Cijing's face immediately became solemn.

It doesn't need to be said by Murong Xianxian, the one who can hold the magic weapon of the clear glass bottle can only be the master. Although Murong Xianxian is over a hundred years old, in the eyes of the old nun Cijing, she is really immature.

Since the other party didn't harbor any ill intentions, Murong Xianxian felt relieved, and she also had a relationship with the disciples of Zizhu Nunnery, so after a brief exchange of pleasantries, Murong Xianxian invited Cijing old nun, master and apprentice, to go to the treasure chariot to have a talk.

"Hehe, the poor nun has something else to do, so I won't bother you. This time I came to find a benefactor, one is to clean the glass bottle, and the other... is to remind the fellow daoists that some daoists are celebrities now, so they must be careful in their actions. "

"Oh, but someone is looking for me?" Murong Xianxian knew it well. Outside the Zizhu Dojo that day, although she was righteously inheriting the inheritance of her ancestors, in the eyes of those monks, her actions were clearly a joke. They put it in the eye.These people will never easily admit that she has inherited ownership.

"Many people, and they are all great people. Even the people in Lingjiu Temple are looking for your whereabouts. Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva taught scriptures in Lingjiu Temple back then, and they thought it belonged to Lingjiu Temple's inheritance."

In the endless sea area, there are three major Buddhist sects that have passed through tens of thousands of years and are extremely prosperous... Lingjiu Temple, Prajna Temple and Zizhu Temple.Lingjiu Temple and Prajna are in the front row, but it may not be much better than Zizhu Temple, but the latter is mostly female, relatively speaking, it is relatively low-profile, but Murong Xianxian has never met the disciples of those two sects. , I don't know how strong it is.

"The wages of avarice is death."

A cold light flashed in Murong Xianxian's eyes, "As long as they have this awareness."

"These people are too shameless, aren't they? My master just took out the treasures left by the ancestors, so what does it have to do with them?" Ao Xiaolong said dissatisfiedly.

"What this benefactor said is very true. However, people's hearts are not enough to swallow everything. Everyone thinks about the problem from their own perspective, and they will naturally come up with the most beneficial answer."

The old nun Cijing said: "At present, those practitioners in the pure yang realm are nothing more than that. They have self-knowledge. If they fight alone, they may not be able to benefit from the benefactor. It's just that there are a group of monks in the Mahayana realm. I am afraid that they will go to the City of Light after the benefactor. I will stop you on the road, please be more careful. The poor nun bid farewell!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Murong Xianxian to express her gratitude, she floated away with the middle-aged nun, but she used the Buddhist heart escape, and her figure disappeared in a flash.

Ao Xiaolong looked at the direction where the old nun and apprentice of Cijing left, and said curiously: "This old nun's cultivation is not weak, and her apprentice seems to be only a little weaker than her."

"The Goddess of Cijing is the uncle of the master of Zizhu Temple, and he is the most charitable person. It is funny to say that her disciple Youyun Goddess is also a Mahayana cultivator, but his personality is completely different from that of his master. He hates evil as much as he hates him. Title..." Xu Ruoyan seemed to know the master and apprentice very well, so she introduced it in detail.

Murong Xianxian nodded slightly, "Anyway, I have written down this favor, and I can repay it when I have a chance in the future."

"Master, according to the old nun, the road to Shengguang City may not be easy." Ao Xiaolong said.

Murong Xianxian smiled: "So what? Since they have treated them with kindness, I will not let them down. I can't bear it anymore, and there is no need to bear it any longer. Gods come to kill gods, Buddhas come to kill Buddhas, and the Abyss of Wuhai should also be shaken Do it, lest they all regard me as a fat sheep."

"That's how it should be, those guys are too deceitful!" Ao Xiaolong suddenly became elated.

Xu Ruoyan who was next to him was taken aback, and said, "Fairy Murong, I'm afraid there are powerful forces behind those people, isn't it too irrational to do so?"

Murong Xianxian smiled faintly: "As the saying goes, there is a thief for a thousand days, but there is no one who guards against a thief for a thousand days. I have avoided it that day, and if I come back today, I will kill the thief so that he won't worry about it anymore. As for the forces behind them ...Hmph! As long as they have the consciousness to die together, I don't care about being an executioner once."

After talking about it, her tone was full of murderous intent, Xu Ruoyan couldn't help shivering, seeing Murong Xianxian's expression, she didn't know what to say.

"That's right! Those greedy guys should be educated!" Yin Wanru shouted while waving her fists.

Murong Xianxian smiled, looked at the girl and said, "Wanru, you and Manager Xu go ahead, they don't know your situation, so you can go to Shengguang City first."

"Sister Murong, what do you mean? Wanru is not a person without loyalty. I can't do this kind of thing like leaving my friends and running away!" Yin Wanru said angrily.

Murong Xianxian hesitated for a moment, then said immediately: "Yes. But from now on, no matter who you meet, you must hide in Qingluan's chariot, and don't show your face easily."

"Okay, I promise it will be fine." Yin Wanru was immediately happy when she heard that she could stay.

Xu Ruoyan could hear what Murong Xianxian meant, she didn't intend to let the Yin family get involved in this matter passively.

……

In ancient times, the continent where the Abyss of Fog Sea is located has not been broken and reorganized, the entire area is full of vitality, the world is full of aura, and there are exotic flowers and plants everywhere, giving birth to countless elixir, spirit stones and various mineral veins .However, after a unparalleled battle, the continent shattered and folded, revealing a large number of spatial cracks, many of which are connected to the demon world, and a steady stream of demon energy and demon creatures squeezed out of this space crack and entered here.

Plants, animals, and even the intelligent races living here have undergone obvious changes, and they have undergone different evolutions according to the conditions here.

Murong Xianxian controlled the Qingluan treasure chariot, flying in mid-air unhurriedly... She just wanted to compare with those people and see what amazing methods those Mahayana monks have.

Suddenly, Murong Xianxian sent a thought, and Qingluan's chariot immediately stopped in mid-air. She stood on the chariot, staring at the front... A little gray-black light flew towards this side from the sky.

"Here we come." A sneer appeared on the corner of Murong Xianxian's mouth. Her first battle was about to begin, and this time she made up her mind to fight it out!

At the end of the horizon, the gray-black ray of light was moving very fast, and gradually it became clear that there was a tall monk in the ray of light.

"Ao Wunu!" Murong Xianxian was taken aback, unexpectedly meeting an 'old acquaintance' here.

brush!

The person who came stopped the light all of a sudden, stood in mid-air, looked at Murong Xianxian, two terrifying beams of light shot out from his eyes, like two sharp swords.

"It's you...Fairy Qingluan...as long as you hand over the pure glass bottle and the storage ring, I can decide to let you live!"

He uttered these four words, sonorous and forceful, buzzing in his ears like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, making people's eardrums tremble.

"Dream!" Murong Xianxian responded with two simple words.

Confidence in life will be three thousand miles in 200 years

"Introduction to the New First Product of Comprehension (Completed):

Or don't wear it!Addicted to wearing it!

The 14-year-old girl Shen Yueying's body was destroyed due to a work mistake made by the four Gods of Fengyun, Thunder and Lightning. What's more, these four irresponsible guys, in order to prevent the king of Hades from discovering their work mistakes, even slapped Yueying with rhetoric. Tricked to a place called Amadis Continental possession rebirth.

The magic weapon weighs a catty, and the flying sword makes a box. As long as you have money, the elixir can also be wholesaled. Amadis is just the first stop of crossing!

This time it can be regarded as finding the murderer of the time-traveling, and it can also be regarded as the owner of the grievance and the owner of the debt.However, it seems that most of the compensation from the Four Great Heavenly Monarchs cannot be paid immediately. I don't know when it will be fully cashed?Thinking about it, the heroine is really miserable. First, she was struck by lightning, and then fell into the sea. It can be described as twists and turns. After going through so many things, shouldn't she be happy?

Now the heroine not only has the potential of magic and self-cultivation, but also seems to have been transformed by that thing called Lei Po. Does she want to take the path of dual cultivation of magic and martial arts?I personally hope that she can practice her cultivation and physical skills to the end, and go to the heavens to teach the four great heavenly monarchs a lesson, and at least she will be charged with dereliction of duty and cover-up. r52