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

Outside the black tower.

The white mist continued to permeate the entire Demon-Suppressing Temple. It was not until several old monks worked together to ask a certain Bodhisattva from the upper realm to gourd to suck all the white mist into it that all the monks regained their vision.

"Hate, there are so many things going on in the Demon-Suppressing Temple this year. I don't even know what this is. Could this white mist be obtained from their black tower? Could it be from the demon cultivator..."

"Don't talk nonsense! Didn't you hear that the purpose of this discussion meeting is to catch demonic cultivators? If it involves demonic cultivators, there will definitely be turmoil. Don't be too infrequent!"

"Wait a minute, take a look, why are these people below not fighting? Is the winner already decided?"

"What's the outcome? If someone wants to save someone, he might have already gone in to save someone."

Li Ya's soldiers played a role in fueling this chaos. The positions on the ground are fixed. Mortals occupy them, but monks cannot.

There are still monks in Zhenmo Temple, and they are not allowed to kill easily.

Their existence is like brown sugar, sticky and annoying.

Jiang Su entered through the entrance on the first floor, and many Arhats from the Demon-Suppressing Temple were forced to fight in the air with others.

Physical training is quite restricted when fighting in the air.

"General, let's..." The general hesitated to speak.

The person who spoke was Li Ya's capable subordinate Shi Shi, who followed him all the way to Luolan City in the Western Region.

Li Ya looked around, then looked up at the sky, and thought to himself: "I don't see the monk in red. He has been following Su Su. He must have taken action with results."

"Let's go and see the leader of Aru Kingdom."

The general's armor was solemn and heavy, and it made a sharp rustling sound as he mounted his horse.

Li Ya didn't even want to walk to the palace of Alu.

……

"Junior brother, are we still fighting?" Xu Yan held a long sword and slowly retreated to the side of the man in pink shirt.

Chen Zeshen didn't respond immediately. He kept making secrets with his fingertips and making plans based on the sky.

He squinted his eyes slightly, his eyes were like peach blossoms drifting away with the flowing water, elegant but not vulgar, his red lips parted lightly: "It will be snowing in the evening, we should prepare for Master."

Xu Yan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he came to his side excitedly, "It's true, I'm finally going to see Master! Then where are we waiting for the snow to fall?!"

Chen Zeshen turned around and scanned the surrounding monks, and then took a deep look at Xu Yan.

The two people looked at each other and realized instantly. At the same time, they gradually disappeared and disappeared into the Demon Suppressing Temple.

……

Zhang Yunsheng and Liu Yunqing's golden red clothes stood out among the monks.Shen Yunyang and others gathered around, eager to surround the two of them three levels inside and three outside.

Knowing that Fang Zhe successfully entered the black tower, they were relieved for a moment.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother, we are here. No matter how capable his Demon Suppressing Temple is, he still has to consider whether his giant Buddha can block my sword."

Shen Yunyang patted the surface of his sword and stared at his senior brother's clothes with piercing eyes.

He swallowed and said bluntly:
"But Senior Brother, where did you get the money to buy such expensive robes? I have never seen you wearing anything other than black in all these years."

Tong An gave him a helpless look, and involuntarily touched Zhang Yunsheng's sleeves with her hands, then circled around and stared at the gold thread on her senior brother's clothes.

"Hey, my senior brother has formed a contract with Senior Sister Zhang, so why worry about spiritual stones? Do you think he is still an ordinary sword cultivator like us? Talisman cultivator, that's very rich!"

As he said that, Tong An was a little tempted, and eagerly touched his precious sword that had not been maintained for half a month.

Shen Yunyang mainly didn't understand that the two of them had a small fight every three days and a big fight every seven days a few days ago. Why did they form a contract today?

Zhang Yunsheng slightly raised his lips and raised his eyebrows at Liu Yunqing.Liu Yunqing's expression was serious and upright. When he met the Taoist monk's gaze, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and his neck was slightly red.

Song Wan'er stood next to a few people, covering her mouth and snickering quietly, thinking to Chuntao in her heart: "I never thought that immortals would have these grudges and grudges like us mortals."

Chuntao smiled and said sweetly: "Miss~, the Immortal Lord is also a human being."

"I think..." Shen Yunyang frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, he said seriously: "If I really want to find a Taoist companion, I will find a medical practitioner."

Song Wan'er is the only medical practitioner present.

The Miss Song Mansion who escaped from marriage took a step back silently.

Man, don't come.

Sword cultivators are all idiots. When he said this, others would not think that he was talking about Song Wan'er.

"Why medical cultivator?" Zhang Yunsheng was thinking about his Su Su Zai Zai, and he couldn't help but feel nervous when he heard Shen Yunyang's words.

Another one targeting Zai? !

Instead, Shen Yunyang tilted his head and looked at her reaction in confusion, "Because medical practitioners need protection... My sword is used to burn away evil in the world and protect others."

"..."

His tone was so matter-of-fact that only the sword cultivator understood him.

Chuntao said in her heart at the right time: "Miss, I am a swordsman. I am very dull and will not get emotional easily. Don't be afraid."

Song Wan'er's eyes narrowed slightly and she lowered her head in response, "Yes."

While they were talking, a group of Arhats suddenly surrounded them. The leaders were none other than the Arhats Subduing the Dragon and the Arhats Subduing the Tiger who sent Jiang Su to the Black Tower.

Everyone's spirits tightened, their swords were not sheathed, and they all prepared to fight.

Zhang Yunsheng secretly thought something bad.

This time there are fellow sect members from the Shifang Sect, so it might be difficult to teleport away with everyone.

"Donors, your goal has been achieved. But we will not let you leave easily."

Liu Yunqing stood at the front with his sword in hand, with a solemn expression, "It is said that my family is compassionate, but we have not yet asked for an explanation for how you treat my little junior sister."

There was silence all around, no one said a word.

Jianglong and Fuhu suddenly raised their heads and glanced at the monks eating melons in the sky. Then they put their palms together at the same time, and the dragon and tiger behind them appeared in the same way.

The golden dragon soars into the sky!The tiger pounces on the food!
The golden barrier suddenly rose and all the monks who had nothing to do with the matter were ejected from the Demon Suppressing Temple.

Jianglong said loudly: "The seventh day of the Taoist meeting has arrived. Fellow Taoists, you can look for another opportunity."

"Ah, why is it over? I haven't heard anything yet!!"

"Then this Taoism Forum didn't study any special method for finding demonic cultivators. This... what kind of effort is this?!"

"Opportunity, my chance, I just came here to join in the fun this time, and I didn't encounter any opportunities!"

"Don't talk about you, who is not? Fortunately, I got to know a weapon cultivator. At least I can re-forge the natal magic weapon."

The monks were not angry, and they all chatted outside the Demon-Suppressing Temple.Some people even rushed to the small vendors to buy image stones, wanting to go back and carefully study the methods of these "powerful people" who took action this time.

Fuhu Luohan looked deeply at Liu Yunqing, and the true figure behind him roared, deafeningly.

He looked serious and whispered: "Brother Liu, only the monks from my Zhenmo Temple and people from your sect are here at this time."

"Do you dare to tell me whether you are a demon cultivator?"