"When did this thief monk catch up?"
Both Fang Xing and the eldest cousin were a little surprised. In the original plan, they didn't send Shenxiu to block the Nascent Soul master of the Taihao clan, but just let him stand aside and wait for the cold to give her a while. After Meimei escaped for hundreds of miles with the technique of escaping from the ground, Fang Xing and the eldest cousin had nothing to do with her, but they didn't expect that the bald thief followed her without anyone noticing, and a wooden fish was knocked out... Fang Well, at this time, I really thought about his wooden fish. It was nothing more than knocking out the big cousin at the beginning. After all, there was a loose seal in her body at the time, but now even the overhaul of the Nascent Soul realm has been knocked down. It’s too amazing Bar
Seeing his skillful movements, the eldest cousin's face was already darkened, and she looked at Shenxiu with a rather unkind expression.
But now is not the time to think about these things, Fang Xing beckoned Shenxiu to bring Lu Meimei over, and carried them all the way into the main hall, pasted dozens of talismans on her body, and took the fairy ropes, iron chains, etc. She was tied up several times, and she was hung in the air to prevent her from touching the ground. Then she prepared to torture her severely to extract a confession, and asked some news about the Taihao Lu clan.
"Hit, hit hard, don't believe her!"
Fang Xing had a fierce expression and waved a whip in his hand.
But after waiting for a long time, no one moved. Shenxiu, the eldest cousin, the strange fish and the donkey apprentice all stared at him.
Fang Xing gave a dry cough, and gave the whip to the eldest cousin: "You come!"
The eldest cousin ignored her: "We women don't hit women!"
Fang Xing moaned his teeth, and then handed the whip to Shenxiu. Shenxiu was also speechless, and said, "Our men..."
Fang Xing said impatiently: "A monk like you is not a man!"
Shenxiu rolled her eyes and said, "If you don't count men, why should the nun's temple be separated from the monk's temple?"
Fang Xing was stunned for a moment, thinking it made sense, he took the whip back and turned to look at the strange fish and donkey.
The strange fish was timid and hid directly behind the eldest cousin, but the donkey had been bullied. It was pierced by iron chains and tied up in this hall. It was this woman who made it herself. Just when she was about to slap the woman, Lu Meimei groaned suddenly and woke up leisurely. The donkey whooshed frightened and hid behind Fang Xing trembling.
"Thief... thief monk, I am the majestic Taihao Lu clan seventy-first princess, one of the Lu clan's seven patriarchs, you... you dare to hang me up? Let me go quickly, or else... or I will be killed by my Lu clan fairy!" The Lord knows, and will definitely crush you to ashes..."
Lu Meimei woke up, looked at her situation, but almost fainted from anger.
I am the dignified Yuanying Patriarch. Even in Shenzhou, I will be treated like a star everywhere. Now that I have come to Guixu, I regard it as my own territory. I never thought that here The ship capsized in the gutter, and the dignified Yuanying Patriarch was actually hoisted up by a few young-looking juniors, which made her face where to put her face...
"I really don't understand, why do you always report your identity first after being arrested?"
Fang Xing waved his whip, cracked it in the air, and said with a ferocious expression, "I didn't know you were from the Lu family, so I still wouldn't arrest you! Stop talking nonsense, and now tell me the real details and plots of your Lu family." Say it to me again, well done, spare your life, if you refuse to tell me or lie to me, hehe... have you seen this donkey? It's a male... "
"Son... son..."
As if to cooperate with him, the donkey brayed at the right time.
Lu Meimei was so embarrassing and annoyed that fire almost spewed from her eyes of hatred, and she yelled, "I'll kill you sooner or later..."
"Hey, don't you agree?"
Fang Xing sneered, and patted his apprentice on the head: "My dear apprentice, come on!"
The donkey was stunned for a moment, but took two steps back, looking at him strangely.
"Look what I'm doing, let you go!"
Fang Xing looked at his apprentice with a puzzled face.
But the donkey took a few steps back in fright, and the long donkey's face was full of embarrassment.
Shenxiu couldn't help coming over to persuade him: "Brother, don't make things difficult for him!"
Fang Xing was even more surprised. He glanced at Lu Meimei and said, "Although I'm a little old, I'm pretty good looking. Why is it so difficult?"
The eldest cousin spoke at the right time: "Are you willing to let you marry a donkey?"
Fang Xing rolled his eyes: "Why are you swearing?"
Shenxiu sighed, and added: "It's embarrassing for you to ask this nephew to do something different. The women in its eyes are no different from the female donkeys in our eyes. The species are different. How can you mention it?" Get excited..."
While talking, he rolled up his sleeves: "Let me do it!"
"Shua!" "Shua!" "Shua!" "Shua!"
Fang Xing, big cousin, strange fish, and green donkey all looked at him strangely at the same time.
Shenxiu immediately explained with a flushed face: "It's not what you think, I have other ways to get her to talk!"
"Tch, bald donkey!"
The eldest cousin rolled her eyes and cursed with a sneer.
Fang Xing looked at Shenxiu proudly: "Did you see it, let me tell you!"
The eldest cousin said: "I say you two!"
Fang Xing was speechless immediately, but Qinglu grinned.
Shenxiu kicked the donkey's ass: "You still have the face to smile, didn't you hear that she scolded the donkey?"
They despised each other for a while, but there was no other way, and Shenxiu had to do it. This young monk, who was wearing a moon-white monk robe, was handsome and holy, walked slowly to the hanging Lu In front of Meimei, she whispered a Buddha's name, then slowly stretched out her right hand, covered her forehead with her palm, and then recited scriptures in a low voice.
"Stinky monk, get your dirty hands off!"
"If you dare to touch me, you are doomed. We, the Lu Clan, will definitely destroy you and your ruined temple!"
"What ghost scriptures are you reciting? It's so annoying..."
At the beginning, Lu Meimei was full of hostility and kept cursing, but Shenxiu didn't hear it. He just recited the scriptures calmly. His voice was not loud, and he didn't even use his spiritual power. It sounded like an ordinary man. But the scriptures themselves seem to contain indescribable power. As the scriptures enter the ears and gradually enter the heart, it seems that the whole person has fallen into a mysterious realm, in a clean space full of lotus flowers. , there are only faint echoes of scriptures around, and my heart feels at ease...
"What a powerful spell..."
Fang Xing was almost obsessed with it, but soon had a shock, woke up, and when he looked again, he saw the donkey and the strange fish, and the eyes of the donkey and the strange fish were full of bewilderment. Like myself, shocked, the two dared not delay, one grabbed the donkey by the ear, the other pulled the mustache of the strange fish, and took the two guys out of the hall.
"We just heard from the side that they all have such terrifying power. I really don't know how long the Nascent Soul Patriarch can last!"
Fang Xing and his eldest cousin looked at each other with serious eyes.
It has been a long time since the Buddha was exterminated, and the power of Buddhism has not been revealed much. Even though Fang Xing has a wide range of knowledge since he stepped into the world of practice, far surpassing ordinary monks, he has only had contact with the power of Buddhism a few times, but from Huangfu Daozi's heart The lotus treasure, the lotus platform obtained from Song Guichan, and even the scene of the hundred and eight golden-bodied arhats reciting the scriptures together and suppressing the demon spirit of the Black Water Lake in the Huangfu clan, all revealed the incredible mystery of Buddhism. The measured power, some of which even exceeded his imagination.
"Hey, is this scary? Those people appear in front of you, but what are they?"
The eldest cousin muttered to herself, her eyes were a little deep.
The two didn't have a deep chat, they were both waiting for the result of little monk Shenxiu.
However, it seems that the monk Yuanying is really extraordinary. Lu Meimei's scolding lasted for several hours, from the afternoon to midnight, instead of stopping, it became more and more intense. Most of the time, even the little monk Shenxiu was chanting Her voice was suppressed, but compared with her cursing voice, whether louder or lower, stronger or weaker, Shenxiu's voice of chanting always seemed so flat, never loud, but always incessant , always maintain the same tone, and recite slowly without rushing.
"Damn bald, what are you doing to me?"
Until midnight, in the main hall, Lu Meimei suddenly let out a loud cry of grief and indignation.
"Damn it, the little monk finally couldn't bear to carry his gun into battle?"
When Fang Xing heard that something was wrong with Lu Meimei's voice, his heart froze and he hurried in.
The eldest cousin also had a nervous expression, and ran in, but when she got to the hall, she saw that Lu Meimei had been put down, her body was slumped on the ground, and the little monk Shenxiu was also tired, sitting cross-legged on the ground, dripping with sweat. Of course, the nasty scene that Fang Xing had imagined did not appear, and the two of them were fully clothed, and it seemed that they had only read sutras for a while.
"How's it going?"
Fang Xing stretched his head to look at Lu Meimei, and then at Shenxiu.
Shenxiu sighed and said with a smile, "Now you can ask her anything!"
"Is there such a god?"
Fang Xing glanced at Lu Meimei in disbelief, with weird eyes. Although Lu Meimei looked tired, she didn't have any external injuries. From the induction, her divine sense was normal, and she didn't suffer any damage. The talisman, the tying rope, etc. were also untied. It seemed that this was a Nascent Soul Daxiu who was not bound by anything. How could there be any restraint
"Whatever Master Master wants to ask me, even if you ask me well, this junior will definitely know everything and say everything!"
Lu Meimei, who was sitting slumped on the ground, suddenly got up, straightened her clothes, and said respectfully to Fang Xing.
"Fuck you, don't bark, you're already fifteen hundred years old, who's your uncle?"
Fang Xing jumped back in fright, and shouted nervously, feeling that this woman was extremely weird at this moment.
"There is no priority in the way, and those who have mastered it come first. Although the uncle is young, he is indeed my uncle in terms of seniority!"
Lu Meimei smiled slightly, and said softly, everything looks normal, but the more normal, the more abnormal it seems.
"What did you do to her?"
Fang Xing couldn't help looking at the little monk Shenxiu.
Shenxiu giggled, and said: "I have already helped her convert, she is now my disciple, and you are naturally an uncle!"
"Convert?"
Fang Xing's eyes widened, and he looked at Lu Meimei carefully for a long while before he couldn't help shaking his head.
"I finally know why your Buddhism was destroyed..."