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Chapter 564 Qingshan Baiyun is easy to live in, listening to his wind and rain make a dragon cry.

Chapter 564 Qingshan Baiyun is easy to live in, listening to his wind and rain make a dragon cry.

Zheng!
A burst of intense zither sound resounded from the top of the mountain, before the invisible attack landed on Monk Zhitan's body, his body involuntarily fell forward, and the Vajra Mantra that had been blessed on his body before was involuntarily released. was triggered.

when!
Before Monk Zhiju recovered from the first attack, the second invisible attack hit his body again, and the golden light on his body shield trembled like water waves up.

when!when!when……

Then, before the fluctuating Golden Light Curse on Monk Zhizhu's body returned to calm, a large wave of invisible and invisible attacks rushed over with the passionate sound of the piano, directly drowning him.

It was crisp, like the sound of swords and swords clashing one after another, connecting them together!
puff!
The Vajra Mantra on the body guard didn't hold on for even two seconds before it was shattered by the attacks of these zither sounds, and then these invisible attacks mercilessly hit Monk Zhitan's body.

Monk Zhi Yun involuntarily rushed forward, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood with a puff, feeling heavy in his heart.

If his body was uninjured and the magic weapon was unharmed, he might still be able to use the moving gods and Buddhas to fight against the opponent, but now that he has been seriously injured, when facing the invisible attack of the young Taoist priest's piano sound , leaving only one choice.

escape!
The next moment, Monk Zhizhu, who spit out a mouthful of blood, took a sharp breath, and an unhealthy flush appeared on his face instantly.Immediately after that, his speed of sprinting forward more than doubled, and when he stepped out with one step, the lotus flowers on the ground seemed to be about to condense into a solid appearance.

Seeing this move of Monk Zhiyan, the white-clothed Taoist priest sitting in the palace lamp curtain was still unhurried, as if he had no intention of chasing him at all.

He stretched out two fingers and shook them lightly.

"Meier, two hundred strings!"

"Roger that!"

After hearing the Taoist priest in white's words, the eyes of the stunning beauty holding the ancient mirror standing behind him lit up instantly, and then she raised her hands to lift the ancient mirror in her hand.

"Yuan Ying, help me grab these two hundred guan..."

Before the stunning beauty could finish her words, the ancient mirror she held in her hand was already shining brightly, and the light fell on the back of the monk who was running away with all his strength.

At the same time, the figure of Monk Zhiyan also appeared on the mirror surface of the ancient mirror.

After seeing that the figure of Monk Zhiyan had been captured by the ancient mirror, the stunning beauty immediately pinched the orchid fingers, and the fingertips swept across her forehead, and a gold seal somewhat resembling a fox emerged from her forehead.

Swish!
After showing her divine seal, the stunning beauty poked her finger directly on the head of Monk Zhiyan on the mirror surface of the ancient mirror, releasing her long-awaited big move.

"Heart Fox!"

Just when the finger of the stunning beauty poked on the picture of Monk Zhiyan in the mirror, Monk Zhiyan felt dizzy in his head for an instant, and then he felt his body shake, and moved towards the picture in front of him. A giant tree hit it.

After a while of panic, the monk Zhiju finally managed to turn around at the critical moment, that is, less than one meter away from the giant tree, and avoided the tree trunk.

"call!"

Monk Zhizhu let out a breath, and didn't dare to slow down, and continued to run forward with all his strength, fearing that if he stopped, he would be overtaken by the Taoist priest in white playing the piano behind him.

But what frightened him was that no matter how fast he sprinted, the messy tune called "Cang Hai Long Yin" by the Taoist priest in white could always echo in his ears, as if he was always not far behind him Follow yourself everywhere.

But perhaps it was because he was running too fast and was still swinging from side to side at any time, so although Monk Zhiyan could hear the clear music, he was never hit by that invisible attack again. .

After passing through the forest in front of him, a gorge formed by several boulders appeared in front of him. Monk Zhiyan mustered up the remaining strength and brought out the footwork of growing lotus step by step to the extreme. The gorge rushed over.

when!
A sound like Huang Zhong Dalu sounded, and the monk Zhiyu who had just rushed to the mouth of the gorge felt as if his chest had been hit hard, and his body involuntarily flew upside down, and fell to the ground with a thud.

puff!
After landing, Monk Zhixuan felt his body go empty in an instant, he opened his mouth, and spat out a mouthful of blood with a puff.

While spitting out blood, Monk Zhizhen was surprised to find that the huge stone gorge in front of him had disappeared without a trace, replaced by the palace lantern curtain with the words "Xiaotaqin heart unfolds, long tasseled sword relaxes".

The handsome white-clothed Taoist priest was still sitting there unrestrainedly, his snow-white fingers skillfully plucked on the guqin, and he was still chanting casually.

"I don't remember spring since I was in the Qing Dynasty, and the sea has turned into dust several times. The green mountains and white clouds are easy to live in. Listen to the wind and rain as dragons."

Feeling the injury in his body, Monk Zhiyan simply gave up his plan to escape again at this time. He got up from the ground, straightened his monk robe, and sat down cross-legged on the ground outside the palace lamp curtain door, holding his hands together. Namaste.

"Nanwu Miaoguang Bodhisattva! Tanyue is such a powerful illusion..."

"That's natural..."

With a smile on his face, the Taoist priest in white said jokingly.

"This is an illusion worth two hundred pennies. As the saying goes, you get what you pay for, and expensive things are naturally expensive for a reason."

"..."

After hearing the words of the Taoist priest in white, Monk Zhiyan suddenly didn't know how to answer.

It is said that Taoist illusions spend money instead of mana these days?
After hesitating for a while, Monk Zhizhu decided to get straight to the point.

"The old monk and Tanyue have never met each other. Tanyue has spent so much trouble and used such a powerful illusion to keep the old monk behind. I don't know why?"

"Although you have never met Pindao and Master, the grievances between us can't be finished for a while."

The Taoist priest in white put his hands on the guqin and looked at the great monk Zhizhu with a smile.

"For example, the day before yesterday, Pindao heard that your elder brother Zhiyue Monk set up a trap for Pindao, intending to put him to death, and Pindao has always been kind to others, so it is really unexpected that vicious guys like you can set up a trap for him. What kind of trap. The reason why Pindao invited the great monk over today is also because he wants His Highness to give Pindao some advice."

After hearing the words of the Taoist priest in white, a flash of inspiration flashed in the eyes of the monk Zhiju.

White clothes!hansome!young!Yaodao...

"Are you Qingxiazi's chosen heir Qingwei?"

"Not bad!"

Kong Qing's fingers danced easily on the strings, with a smile on his lips.

"Accidental?"

"But how did you know that Brother Zhiyue set a trap for you?"

Monk Zhizhu had a thoughtful look on his face.

"Of course this news will not be leaked from a certain person, and Senior Brother Zhiyue only told the prince this matter, that is to say..."

Monk Zhiju raised his head and looked at Kong Qing with inquiring eyes.

"You actually have a dark room in the East Palace!"

when!
After a soft moan, Monk Zhizhu felt as if he had been hit hard again, and his body sitting cross-legged on the ground fell backwards involuntarily, and rolled several times on the ground.

"Great monk!"

Kong Qing raised his head and looked at the other party with a playful look in his eyes.

"Did you not understand the situation? What you have to do now is confess, not ask questions."

"Namo Miaoguang Bodhisattva!"

Monk Zhiyan struggled to sit up from the ground, clasped his hands together again, with a resolute look on the corners of his mouth.

"Tan Yue will kill if he wants to, but it is absolutely impossible to know anything from the old monk!"

"is it?"

Kong Qing looked at each other with a smile.

"Are you so confident, Great Monk? It's a pity that Pindao doesn't think so!"

Regarding Kong Qing's words, Monk Zhiju did not reply, but folded his hands together, lowered his head, and recited the Buddha's name directly.

"Namo Miaoguang Bodhisattva!"

"The Great Monk really has the heart of an Arhat..."

Kong Qing gave a thumbs up to Monk Zhiju.

"It's no wonder that when the Fahua sect sent people to support Meng Rang's rebellion in the past, they sent you, the great monk, to take charge of this matter. It turns out that you, the great monk, are such a dead man who is ready to sacrifice for the sect at any time!"

After hearing Kong Qing's words, Monk Zhiju raised his head in astonishment, obviously a little surprised by Kong Qing's words.

"A surprise again, isn't it?"

Kong Qing's fingers casually brushed over the strings, and there was a tinkling sound.

"There will be many unexpected things for you in the future... Twenty Niang!"

"Yes!"

Then, Monk Zhiyan saw the beautiful woman with a wine jug standing beside the Taoist priest in white put down the wine jug in her hand, and then found a strange shape from behind, which seemed to be a square with a cylinder on top of it.

Then, monk Zhixuan saw that the beautiful woman pointed the object in her hand at herself, and she was still talking.

"One, two, three, eggplant!"

Click!

As the beauty pressed the button in her hand, Monk Zhizhen felt a burst of great fear instantly, as if something very bad happened to him.

"You... what did you do?"

"It's just an ordinary magic weapon..."

Kong Qing turned his head to the side, watching Erniang turn on the cursing camera, and took out a hand-made doll exactly like the monk Zhiyu in front of him, with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.

"Actually, Pindao has three things for you to find the great monk today. The first is naturally to know what traps you have set for Pindao. The second is to test this magic weapon. This is what we will do next. things to do. And the third and most important thing is..."

Kong Qing looked down at Monk Zhiju, although he had a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold.

"Great monk Zhiyan, doesn't Buddhism talk about cause and effect? ​​In the past, you directly helped Meng Rang to rebel, ravaged Shandong, and killed the parents of the poor Taoist. Now the cause of this crime should be brought to an end! Twenty Niang... give the poor Taoist This sinful guy hangs street lamps!"

"Yes!"

After hearing Kong Qing's words, Monk Zhizhen saw that beautiful woman skillfully tied a loose button, strangled it around the neck of the puppet that was taken out of strange things, and then shook her fingers , Hanging that villain on the light pole next to him!

"Uh……"

The next moment, Monk Zhizhen felt that he was also wrapped around his neck by an invisible rope and hung up.

(End of this chapter)

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