The woman in the green shirt walked away, but Shen Lian did not chase her because he could only keep this woman in his mind.
To this day, no one can do anything to him except the real immortal, the golden Arhat.
The six pure bamboos are the magic weapon of Zizai'an. The flower basket is actually woven from the branches of six pure bamboos. Zizai'an has an ancient inheritance. There was once a immortal master who obtained the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva with a Basket. There was a magic weapon that looked like a flower basket.
The woman in the green shirt has absolutely no ability to steal the magic weapon from Zizi'an, not even Huangji Buddha can do it.
From this point of view, most of the disciples of Zizai'an were out and about, and their magic weapons were taken away, and even people were caught.
The current master of Zizi'an, Master Liuqing, had a relationship with his master, Fairy Ziling. Ziling had taken a piece of pure bamboo to besiege Yanxu, but Shen Lian couldn't ignore it now.
But now he has to wait for someone to come in, so he is still sitting here.
A woman in a white sand dress walked in. Her figure was infinitely beautiful, but it made people dare not feel blasphemous.
She walked slowly and sat down in front of Shen Lian. The Jimo Peak and the beautiful lake in the distance were not half as beautiful as hers. She smiled slightly at Xiaoyu and said: "It seems that I was right to invite you. Now In your eyes, those people in Jimo Peak are no different than chickens and dogs."
"You are actually injured." Shen Lian frowned slightly. He could naturally see that Chao Xiaoyu's cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds in the past few years. He was even half a step away from being a god. It was incredible that he could still be injured. .
Chao Xiaoyu said sweetly: "With your words, no matter how much I am hurt, I still feel happy because you care about me."
Shen Lian sighed: "Your injury is neither serious nor serious, but you must at least rest in peace for a while before you can return to your full glory. Now that you are still fighting for the Saint of Great Luo?"
"Why don't you fight? And you really have to help me fight for the position of the Daluo Saint." Chao Xiaoyu gently bit her lips as soft as petals, her eyebrows seemed to be frowning but not frowning, like smoke in a willow. I don't know how many men in the world are fascinated by this appearance.
"Oh, why is this?" Shen Lian asked strangely.
"Because we have a common enemy. Do you know who bribed Tong Tianwai Tian to take action? It's that little bitch Qingyin."
"You already have the deepest conflict between you, and I think she is indeed your biggest competitor." Shen Lian said thoughtfully. He also knew something about the so-called Qingyin Saint. Regardless of her advanced cultivation, she had many masters under her command and was extremely difficult to mess with.
"Yes, Hong Yangzi, Huangji Buddha, is nothing compared to this little bitch Qingyin. This fairy is not a vegetarian. She has already figured out the moles on her chest." Chao Xiaoyu sneered.
Shen Lian coughed lightly and said, "Let's get to the point."
"Well, it turns out that Headmaster Shen also wants to know how many moles she has on her chest." Chao Xiaoyu pursed his lips and smiled, like a flower in full bloom.
Shen Lian chuckled and said, "I don't know how many moles she has on her chest, but I want to know about you, Xiaoyu."
Before he could finish his words, a force of fingerless fingers came suddenly, causing Shen Lian to stop talking.
But seeing Shen Lian sitting still, the lifeless finger force that could penetrate a huge rock suddenly disappeared in mid-air. He breaks the law invisibly and does not touch the fireworks. In fact, his cultivation has entered the realm of transformation, which is not something that can be guessed by common sense.
Chao Xiaoyu was slightly surprised. She didn't expect that Shen Lian's magical power had improved so much.
She calmed down and said, "No kidding, Qingyin is from Guangqing. Not to mention what her intentions are in competing for the Saint of Daluo, it is definitely not a good thing anyway, especially for you."
Shen Lian's expression moved slightly and he said, "Is this really true?"
"Of course, I won't joke about this." Chao Xiaoyu said calmly.
Shen Lian said softly: "Don't worry, you will definitely become the Daluo Saint."
With an understatement, he actually appointed Chao Xiaoyu Daluo as the Saint, as if it had become a fact and irrefutable.
Chao Xiaoyu looked at Shen Lian quietly, feeling the decisive implications of his words. She had no doubt that he could do what he said. She sighed in her heart that Shen Lian had finally grown into a towering tree that could protect people from wind and rain, but there was no Thinking that this day had come so quickly, she felt a little hard to catch up.
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Huangji Temple was not originally called Huangji Temple, but it was changed to this name after Huangji Buddha took over.
In the temple, in a main hall, Huangji Buddha sat on the lotus platform. He was tall, six feet tall, and his skin was golden, as if the real Buddha had come to the world.
Just by looking at the color of his skin, it would be clear to those with advanced knowledge that this man is not far away from the golden Arhat. His Dharma is as profound as those of eminent monks and great virtues.
The woman in green clothes who was in the restaurant came in from outside the hall and paid homage to the Emperor Buddha.
Huang Ji Fo opened his mouth wide and said with a smile: "Saint girl, please get up, things are still in order."
"Goshawk has been captured by me, but there is one more thing that needs to be reported to Lord Buddha." The woman in green shirt said respectfully.
"What's going on? Is it possible that catching a goshawk will cause any trouble?"
"When I was catching Goshawk, I met a master who was unfathomable. He even asked me if the flower basket was woven from six pure bamboos." The woman in the green shirt replied.
After finishing speaking, she looked at Huangji Buddha carefully, trying to discover something.
Huangji Buddha had no reaction at all after hearing the six pure bamboos, but said: "Is it just that?"
"Then I didn't dare to fight with him, so I took Goshawk and left. Fortunately, he didn't seem to be too hostile, and he didn't catch up with me." The woman in green clothes replied softly.
Huang Ji Fo sighed: "It's not that he hasn't caught up, but he's already here."
The woman in green shirt said in astonishment: "How is that possible?"
Then Huangji Buddha put his hands together and said, "Since you are here, fellow Taoist, please come in." His voice was so loud that it could be heard far away in an instant. It really sounded like the Buddha speaking.
A vague voice came from the outside and said: "I traveled to the Western Wilderness in the past, and I also heard that Huangji has a great reputation. Although you have entered the evil way, you are still a master of the sect. I have long wanted to learn a thing or two."
But he saw a man in green clothes walking slowly into Huangji Temple. There were many disciples and grandsons of Huangji Buddha in the temple, and there were dozens of Buddhist restrictions, but he ignored them and entered easily.
He walked leisurely into the main hall, and his eyes met with the Emperor Buddha, as if there were electric sparks flashing, curling up among the cigarette smoke in the hall.
Huang Ji Fo said in a deep voice: "My fellow Taoist has profound mystical skills. If you want to see me, just come directly. Why follow my saint daughter and lose your bearing?"
The woman in the blue shirt saw the man in the green shirt and said to the Emperor Buddha: "The Lord Buddha is not this person."
Huangji Buddha looked slightly embarrassed, looked up to the sky and shouted haha, causing the roof tiles of the temple to shake, and said: "Then why are fellow Taoists here? If we want to fight, the poor monk has a heavy hand, and I'm afraid it will hurt his harmony. "