It's getting late.
The red-haired ghost frowned and asked, "What are his descendants doing here?"
"Borrow the Lotus Sutra of Wonderful Dharma and read it," the old monk said.
The red-haired ghost sneered and said: "It turns out that he is eyeing the first secret code of alchemy. No wonder he came all the way here."
The old monk said: "It's just a sutra. If his descendants want to read it, they can read the sutras in the Sutra Pavilion."
"You are very generous."
The red-haired ghost muttered.
At this moment, Su Zimo came to the backyard and was going to drink a bowl of spiritual water from the red-haired ghost.
The old monk put away the crane and turned away without expression.
The red-haired ghost placed the spirit water in front of him, then lay down on the ground, turned sideways, with his back to Su Zimo, silent and somewhat depressed.
Su Zimo was confused and didn't know what was wrong with this red-haired ghost.
Su Zimo didn't ask or think too much.
Over the past ten years, he has gained some understanding of the red-haired ghost.
There are some things, even if he doesn't ask, the red-haired ghost will take the initiative to tell them.
But there are some things, even if he pesters the red-haired ghost to ask, the latter won't say a word.
Su Zimo raised his head and drank the spiritual water, sat on the ground and began to practice.
…
The old monk left the ancient temple and returned not long after.
There were two more people beside the old monk.
To be precise, it was a man and a demon!
The monk in front looks young, with a Jindan realm. He is wearing a purple Taoist robe, with sword-shaped eyebrows at the temples, a sharp face, and an indifferent expression. He exudes the aura of dominating all directions and suppressing everything!
The purple-robed monk's eyes flickered, and wherever he passed, even the air seemed to be still!
Just standing there will make you unable to resist!
Behind the purple-robed monk, there stood a tall man more than two meters tall, covered with long hair, with an open mind, thick bones, and scarlet light dancing in his eyes.
Anyone with some eyesight can see that although this big man has transformed into a human form, he is actually a complete monster!
The big man's demonic aura was extremely strong, and his eyes kept flashing fiercely. He was obviously not a kind person!
The old monk said: "There are no rules in this ancient temple. You are not allowed to set foot in the backyard. You can walk in other areas as you like. If you want to read any scriptures, just go and get them."
The purple-robed monk nodded, turned his eyes, and landed directly on Mingzhen.
At this time, Mingzhen closed the scriptures in his hands and just stood up. He was about to salute the purple-robed monk when he heard the indifferent voice of the purple-robed monk.
"Bring the scripture in your hand, because... I want to read it."
Mingzhen was stunned for a moment.
In the ancient temple, it is rare that there is an extra person. Even if this person does not open his mouth, Mingzhen will take the initiative to let him go.
But now, the tone of the purple-robed monk was really disgusting.
It's more like a command.
You're welcome!
Mingzhen could feel that the purple-robed monk didn't pay attention to him at all, as if he was instructing a servant.
Mingzhen looked at the old monk subconsciously.
The old monk sighed softly in his heart.
After all, this is a matter between the younger generations. Even if the attitude of the purple-robed monk is unpleasant, it is not easy for him to criticize him.
As long as the two sides don't fight to the point of fighting to the death, the old monk doesn't want to intervene.
The old monk took the purple-robed monk to the ancient temple, then returned to the main hall and closed the door tightly.
"Monk, are you deaf? Master wants to see the scripture in your hand, why don't you bring it over quickly!" the shaggy man behind the purple-robed monk scolded.
Mingzhen frowned.
After hesitating for a moment, Mingzhen handed over the "Miaofa Lotus Sutra" in his hand.
The purple-robed monk took it casually, his expression as usual, without even looking at Ming Zhen.
It seems all this is natural.
Mingzhen was not annoyed, he just smiled, turned around, picked up another scripture, and began to meditate.
At this moment, the door to the Scripture Collection Pavilion was pushed open with a creak.
A little furry thing came out of it, with fiery red hair all over its body, as if covered with a ball of flame. It was the little fox who had just woken up.
The little fox yawned again and again, raised his little paws, and was rubbing his sleepy eyes. He almost tripped over the threshold of the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion, looking so naive.
Ming Zhen smiled.
The purple-robed monk turned a blind eye and focused entirely on the Lotus Sutra in his hand, his eyes getting brighter and brighter.
The long-haired man behind him suddenly straightened up when he saw the little fox!
The little fox trembled all over and woke up.
The long-haired man grinned widely and said: "Master, there is a foxy boy here, I captured him!"
"Um."
The purple-robed monk responded.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The long-haired man's eyes were full of lustful light, and he moved towards the little fox, grinning and saying: "Little one, where do you want to hide?"
Looking at the frightened little fox who was retreating, the long-haired man looked even more excited.
Uh-huh!
At this moment, the long-haired man only felt that there was an extra person in front of his eyes.
Mingzhen clasped his hands together and said in a deep voice: "This donor, please stop!"
The long-haired man was full of lust and evil thoughts. He was blocked in his way. His face suddenly became extremely ugly, and there was a fierce light in his eyes. He asked: "Is this charming girl your Taoist companion?"
"No." Mingzhen shook his head.
"Is she your spiritual beast?" the long-haired man asked again.
"No." Mingzhen shook his head.
The long-haired man was like an iron tower. He looked down at Mingzhen with an imposing manner. He grinned and said, "Then get out of here!"
"no."
This time, Mingzhen did not retreat, and his tone was firm and unquestionable!
"Monk, you have some tricks to try to stop me!"
The long-haired man stretched out his huge palm, and the fingertips of his five fingers flashed with a cold light, and he directly grabbed Mingzhen's head!
This time, if we catch it properly, there will be five more blood holes in the Mingzhen Tianling Cap immediately.
"Buzz!"
Mingzhen does not dodge or evade, and utters Sanskrit sounds from his mouth.
"Roar!"
The moment Mingzhen spit out the Sanskrit sound, the long-haired man also roared towards Mingzhen!
In an instant, the heaven and earth shook, and the situation changed color!
This roar instantly broke the Ming Zhen Great Ming Curse.
The strength of the long-haired man is terrifying!
The long-haired man's palm came down, and Mingzhen had no way to retreat. Spiritual power spurted out from his fingertips, condensed into a lotus, and he rushed forward.
boom!
The palm of the long-haired man collided with the lotus flower.
There was a brief pause.
The lotus burst into pieces!
Mingzhen groaned and took three steps back.
Boom!
Before he could react, the long-haired man's fist came again, like a huge hammer, slamming down hard, and there was an explosion in the void!
There was a flash of hesitation in Mingzhen's eyes.
Now, the best way is to release the golden elixir phenomenon.
However, the golden elixir vision is sacrificed to give the signal of life and death!
After all, these two people were brought to the temple by the master himself. Could it be that he wanted to sacrifice the golden elixir vision to decide whether they would live or die
With just such a hesitation, the big hairy man's fist had already arrived in front of him.
Mingzhen could only resist in a hurry, his blood burst out, his golden elixir was running at full strength, and he raised his arms!
boom!
Mingzhen was punched out by the long-haired man and rolled several times on the ground in a state of embarrassment.
"hey-hey!"
The long-haired man chased after him, with a fierce light in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "You have such little ability, but you still want to block my way!"
"Don't go overboard."
At this moment, another voice suddenly sounded in the courtyard, quiet and peaceful, as if there was a mysterious magic that could make people put down their weapons!