After the awakening of the sick doctor, there are many evil friends

Outside Zhenmo Temple.Heaven and earth, the streets and alleys were crowded with people, a real sea of ​​​​people.

The vendor was holding several magical artifacts in his hand. After walking a few steps, he squeezed sideways and continued to sell, "The magical artifacts of the Western Region! The magical artifacts that came out of Qianbai Dao, the treasures of the immortals!" He lowered his head, "Hey , this fellow Taoist, I borrowed it, I borrowed it."

All the monks were looking at the open space outside the black tower in the Demon-Suppressing Temple.

"How many forces came to save this medical fairy girl this time? Why are they so crowded that she can't even move?" the vendor asked casually.

The monk on the side answered: "The forces that saved the Medical Fairy's daughter are all near the black tower. Now we are just watching the excitement."

"Yeah, hey, look, that's the Fifth Young Master Qi, right? He grew up in Luolan City, and he didn't even hesitate to break up with the Demon-Suppressing Temple to save the daughter of the Medical Immortal?!"

"Look at those two who are the most exciting. There are a bunch of... monsters hanging underneath them? Where did these monster dealers come from?!"

"Don't argue, don't argue. I would say the most powerful one is the monk in red. I just heard someone say that he is a crazy swordsman! He is already in the stage of becoming a god! We should stay away while watching the show!"

"Crazy Sword Fang Zhe is here?! The madmen from the Eastern Region!"

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Outside the black tower.

Fang Zhe stood dozens of feet away from the entrance to the first floor of the black tower, and in front of him were the Eighteen Arhat Buddhist monks, and the old monks from various temples sat cross-legged beside them, chanting sutras with lowered eyebrows.

Suddenly, another pair of red-clothed monks came down and stood in front of Fang Zhe.

"Monk, isn't it me, Liu Yunqing, who you want to arrest? I'm right here. Release my junior sister and put me in!!!"

Liu Yunqing was dressed in a red brocade dress, with gold threads faintly embedded on the sleeves.

At this moment, he was holding a silver sword and pointing it directly at the Buddhist cultivators.

"Hey, Liu Yunqing, you still dare to come back, you are a demon cultivator and a traitor of Shifang Sect! We will not let you go today, you will die here too!" Yu Dongming watched the fun and did not mind it was a big deal, Yu Jian was in the sky , sneered ferociously at everyone.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yunsheng suddenly threw out a yellow talisman, which flew towards Yu Dongming's chest with lightning speed, exploding with flying blood.

"Talkabout." She said coldly.

The reason why those who are cannon fodder are cannon fodder is that they always have a kind of courage regardless of the time.Therefore, death will be hurried, just like the fleeting flowers.

The Buddhist cultivator in brown cassock suddenly opened his eyes, holding a vajra in his hand and suddenly emitting golden light.

The Buddha's voice reached my ears, "How dare you decide life and death in the Demon-Suppressing Temple!"

Zhang Yunsheng was stunned in place for a moment, as if there were thousands of Buddhist scriptures and Sanskrit chants surging in her sea of ​​consciousness. She frowned slightly to suppress the pain, kneaded with her fingertips, and threw a handful of yellow talismans upwards. Scattered all over her body.

The Buddha's voice dissipated.

"Hmph, I uphold my respect for the gods and Buddhas of the upper world and have no intention of fighting with the Buddhist monks, but you actually arrested our little junior sister!"

"She is just a 15-year-old girl!"

Zhang Yunsheng's eyebrows were stern, and thousands of yellow talismans spread out from behind and hung in the air.She pinched her hands and stood in front of her chest, and thousands of yellow talismans moved slightly.

The kind-hearted old monk slowly walked up to the brown-robed monk, still staring into the distance with his round and big eyes, and said: "It's not enough."

There are not enough people.

"Hey, old monk, your Demon-Suppressing Temple hasn't cultivated the Buddha's golden body for decades, right?"

A purple-robed male cultivator with a large string of "fish monsters" hanging on his body flew in front of the black tower. Next to him was another delicate woman in aqua blue clothes. Her brows were indifferent and cold. There was also a rope hanging from her waist. There were more than a dozen "fish monsters."

Liu Yunqing's eyes moved involuntarily towards the owner of this familiar voice.

"Xiao Shiyu? Why are you here?!" Liu Yunqing frowned slightly, with a hint of worry and dissatisfaction in his eyes.

This matter was too big, and it was all caused by him. How could his fellow sect from the Southern Territory be involved in it now?

"Senior Brother Liu!" Xiao Shiyu curled his lips slightly. Although his expression was serious, his mood was slightly relieved, and he looked at Zhang and Liu.

"Congratulations to Senior Sister Zhang and Senior Brother Liu for forming a contract." He added.

Then, Fu made his eyes fierce again, and shouted loudly and proudly: "Old monks, I brought 1000 million high-grade spiritual stones to buy Jiang Su, the second shopkeeper of my family. As long as you release her, this century-old demon-suppressing temple will be destroyed." I’ve covered all the Buddha statues and golden bodies!”

He shook the ten storage bags on his waist and ignored everyone's shocked looks.

All the monks watching the show were dumbfounded, "Is this... is he treating the Demon-Suppressing Temple as a bandit den? He plans to use money to redeem people?!" "It's not impossible... this golden body of the Buddha statue is not ordinary gold. We need to invite the cultivator to come, they have pieces falling off the back of the heads of many of the Buddha statues in the temple."

Xiao Shiyu narrowed his eyes slightly and sent a message to Shen Qingyuan, "Did you hear that, these people have no money! I said this method is feasible!"

The woman glanced at him coldly and responded via voice transmission: "Not necessarily."

The old monk Shanyu slowly shook his head, and his voice echoed in the sky and the earth like a Sanskrit sound, entangled in everyone's ears.

"The time has not come."

The sound of soldiers and horses shook the ground, and mortal soldiers in armor surrounded the black tower three levels inside and three outside.

Mortals are particularly conspicuous among monks,

Li Ya held a spear in her hand and her armor made a clanking sound as she walked slowly to Fang Zhe's side.

"Masters, I am Li Ya, the great general of the Jing Dynasty in Zhongdu. This is a matter for immortals. We should not have come. However, Jiang Su, the daughter of the medical immortal, is Ya's savior and a friend in life and death. How can you stand by and watch when you hear that your friends are in trouble?"

"This time Ya brings the treasure of the Immortal Xue Qing, the ancestor of the family, in exchange for Jiang Su."

Li Ya's face was calm, and his eyes were deep, hiding murderous intent.

In just six months, the outline of his originally slightly boyish face gradually became clearer, and now his cheeks are slightly sunken. He has truly lost his feminine appearance and retained his masculine appearance, looking like a ruthless general and a murderer.

His meaning is very clear, if he is released, we will make a deal. If he is not released, he will be used against you.

Anyone who hears about the treasure left by the royal immortal cannot think twice about it.

Li Ya glanced at the people who came to rescue Jiang Su with his peripheral vision, and couldn't help but squint slightly.

"How come there are so many people who can give me the chance to rescue Su Su..."

Not far away, behind the black tower is a dense forest.

The man in pink clothes moved the folding fan slightly in his hand, and his peach blossom eyes were full of affection, as tender as flowing water in spring, as he stared closely at the two Arhats not far away.

The sword cultivator in black followed closely behind, drawing his sword to protect him.

The old monk Shanyu's gaze still fell in the distance, as if he had passed through the sea of ​​people.

He said calmly: "The time has not come yet."

Suddenly, a rustling sword wind blew from the air to the tower, and a group of monks with fluttering robes and cold dust squeezed in... from the sea of ​​people.

"Give way!!! Give way! Why are there so many people?!"

"Borrow it, borrow it, let's squeeze forward!"

"Don't be crowded, don't be crowded, there's no room, there's no room! They're all theatergoers, so it's not a good location!"

Suddenly, a burst of divine power was released in the air, knocking countless monks from the sky and rolling to the ground like dumplings.

"what--"

The white-clothed monks just now acted as if nothing had happened.

"This is... Shifang Sect's God Transformation Powerful Killer Hualian?"

Zhan Hualian was surrounded by a group of Shifangmen monks, but now there were only hundreds of Shifangmen monks walking around in the air.

However, Zhan Hualian turned around and disappeared in the next moment, leaving only a group of chirping disciples.

Shen Yunyang finally arrived at the scene with Song Wan'er. He glanced outside the black tower and recognized the familiar Zhang Liu and Xiao Shiyu who had rescued Ku Feng at a glance. He immediately stopped his sword and landed on the ground.

"Senior Brother Yunqing!" he shouted loudly.

Sensing that the sword was about to get tense, he directly pulled out the Burning Evil Sword and stood behind Liu Yunqing, his sword eyebrows slightly furrowed and his expression solemn.

Song Wan'er followed him silently.

Li Ya's eyes fell on this slightly familiar monk, and the next moment his pupils shrank and his throat tightened.

"Wan'er?"