Hachishomon

Chapter 33:

In a small village far away from the hustle and bustle at the foot of Bailu Cliff, the farmers at the foot of the hill are busy planting autumn wheat for the season, and each of them is wearing only a pair of brown clothes, working in the fields with their shirts off, although the sun is not as close to autumn as it is in summer. It is as poisonous and strong, and when the breeze blows, it is even more warm and cool, but the men in the field are also sweating, but the field is another scene, girls and daughters-in-law are sitting around a big tree Next, as a knitting girl, chatting about homework, Yingying's chattering laughter was overheard by the afternoon wind coming and going from time to time.

At noon, when the sun is at its peak, the small village becomes more active. Although the arable land and the weaving cloth are poor, they are also a paradise that does not compete with the world. That is, after noon today, there are few A guest from afar is welcomed in a village visited by foreigners.

"Hey, look"

A woman pointed to a field path in front of her, and pouted her lips to show her companions.

Groups of women looked at it with their heads hooked, giggling and saying, "Mr. Feng Shui, tsk tsk, is he so handsome?"

I saw a man walking not far away. The man was tall and thin, wearing a half-worn black and green robe, his narrow waist was strangled by a hemp rope, and he was wearing a pair of dusty clothes. Short boots, walking slowly.

Although this man is poorly dressed, his appearance is not bad. His brows are firm, his nose is straight, and his jaw line is like a rough stone that has been honed. With his head down, his eyes only looked at his feet, and his demeanor was so restrained that he looked a little dull and dull.

The man was carrying a heavy earthen cloth package, revealing the hilt of a mahogany sword, and the outline of the hexagram plate could be vaguely seen, just like a warlock wandering around the world.

This man's attire is quite strange, the two sleeves of the black and green robe are different, the left arm is tied with a neat arrow sleeve, the right arm has a large sleeve hanging down to the knee, and a two-finger-wide knot is tied on his forehead. The black wiped forehead, which should have been immortal, was lifeless on his head.

The man stopped in front of the big tree, raised his head and showed an unpretentious smile to the women under the tree: "Auntie, can you ask for some water?"

A woman pointed to a bucket under a tree: "No, scoop it yourself."

The man thanked him, went to the shade of the tree, squatted down by the bucket, picked up a ladle with his left hand, and drank some water. At this time, he could see that a red rope was tied around his left wrist, and a fall fell from the red rope. A bronze copper coin.

This quaint copper coin...is exactly Mu Youcai.

Mu Youcai drank half a gourd of water, then sat down on a big rock by the bucket to rest, raised the sleeve that covered his right arm, and wiped off the water on the copper coins carefully. Big, no matter how you move, you don't reveal half an inch of skin.

The woman looked at him for a week, and asked with a smile, "Sir, is it a gift from my sweetheart?"

Mu Youcai bent his lips and smiled, then wiped the sweat off his face without saying a word.

The aunt saw that he was simple, honest, and handsome, so she chatted with him to pass the time.

From the conversation between them, I learned that this young man is indeed a yin and yang magician who has traveled all over the world. He is in his twenties this year.

"Where are you going?"

the aunt asked.

Mu Youcai raised his head and glanced at the shadow of the mountain hidden in the clouds in the distance. His lukewarm words could make people hear his earnest expectations.

"In the past, I must have wandered around. After wandering for a long time, I have a place to go."

Mu Youcai smiled slightly and said, "Go to Bailuya"

"Yo, where the gods live!"

The aunt said: "I can't see it, Mr. Xiao, you are also aiming at cultivating immortals?"

Mu Youcai shook his head, raised his wrist and shook the copper coin in his hand: "Looking for someone, gods are not as good as him."

The aunt clapped her palms and said with a smile: "Miao Miao Miao, isn't she a Taoist companion?"

Mu Youcai seemed to be very happy, and his usually stiff eyebrows and eyes became alive at this moment. He took out two cinnabar yellow talismans from his bosom, handed them to her and said, "Paste these two talismans in the boudoir of your daughter who is about to get married." On the bedside, the hilarious mother-in-law will not be able to invade her body."

The aunt was stunned for a moment, and then took the talisman paper, and saw the figure sitting on the stone flicker, and disappeared.

There is no sun and moon in the mountains, and one year is one year and one hundred years is long.

After several mornings and evenings, I don't know who I am.

One day in the mountains is still a hundred years in the human world, so what about hell?

Mu Youcai couldn't remember how long he had been tossing and turning in hell before he escaped from the Yinhuo Hell below [-] feet, and wandered for a long time in the Ghost Valley without distinguishing between the sun and the moon... .Fortunately, he still came out.

Back then when he was blocked by the three Taoist sects, he put his own life and death at risk, disregarded Mu Jinlan's persuasion, insisted on going his own way, and stubbornly entered the Dongfengli Mass Burial Mound, just because he heard that Lu Wangchuan was thrown into the Yinhuo Prison. .....

Yinhuo Prison, that is such a terrible place, hell ghosts can't bear the torment in it, and would rather escape from the hell, but Lu Wangchuan was exiled there.

So, how could he allow his junior brother to be trapped in Yinhuo Hell alone and suffer all the punishments, Huang Quan Biluo would also accompany him, so he set up a big burning formation to bind himself, and was willingly dragged to Yinhuo Hell by the mass grave ghosts.

But the lies of the four immortal masters lied to him. Lu Wangchuan was not in the Yinhuo Prison. In the Yinhuo Prison, there were only ten thousand ghosts gnawing away at each other, and groups of demons killing each other. .

The memories stop here, and any more memories will be very tormented and tribulations.

After leaving the small village, he didn't seem to be in a hurry, but leisurely and leisurely like a tourist.

The scenery here is beautiful, with high mountains and high mountains, but the style of the wild is untouched, and it is extremely quiet.

Mu Youcai stopped for a moment, looked left and right, and then walked towards a gurgling river.

There was a man lying beside the green grassy river. Somehow, he fell into a coma and lay motionless on the grass.

Mu Youcai walked over and squatted beside the man, and was about to reach out to check his breath, when he suddenly opened a pair of cold eyes and looked directly at him.

"...I have long admired you, Mr. Nie"

Nie Huayin pushed his hand away, stood up from the ground with his crumbling arms, and the cold corners of his eyes looked like two poisonous thorns.

Mu Youcai stood in front of him like a silver gun, and said slowly with his hands behind his back, "Don't worry, I have no hostility towards you, otherwise, I won't do my best to help you regenerate."

"... Sir, you know that I am not attached to the world of mortals, and I don't need your help"

He raised his palm and looked at his body made of spiritual jade. His eyes were indifferent and cold, as if he saw a weed on the side of the road. Not to mention joy and gratitude, he seemed to have fallen into a Buddhist sect and all four were empty. , What love, lust, hatred, past life, and present life, were all washed away when they were demoted to the Wangchuan River by the Wufang Ghost Emperor 500 years ago.

After the lead is washed away, a hundred years later, Nie Huayin is no longer the arrogant and disrespectful member of the Jiuwei Sect. He is just an awakened and confused person, but he does not want to wake up. There are too many things for him to forget, and once he opens his eyes, he will think of them endlessly, so he wants to sleep, he wants to forget.

Compared with the spiritual jade incarnation he possessed at this time, he would rather lie at the bottom of the Wangchuan River and be a dead person isolated from the world and unconscious.

Moreover, this monk of unknown origin in front of him is not related to him, could he simply come to help him?

He has no friends, he is arrogant and conceited, no one can be close friends with him, and he doesn't know how to treat others with sincerity, if he knows a little bit of how to reveal his sincerity to others, he and Duan Chongshu will still end up where they are today the point?

His only friend also turned against him, and broke up with him at the gate of Sansheng's burial place. He received favors from others in vain, and there must be fraud.

Nie Huayin wanted to escape from this place, but he could still see that the person in front of him had bad intentions, so he dragged the slightly heavy shell, turned and walked along the river.

"Since you don't love the world of mortals, why do you covet Wangchuan's soul?"

Mu Youcai still had the unhurried taste of An Zhiruo, but it can be seen that compared to three years ago, he can be said to have completely changed.

The criminals who climbed out of Yinhuo Hell can only survive if they walk a road to darkness and to the land of no one.

Mu Youcai looked at his back and said leisurely: "When he woke you up, didn't you have the intention of seizing his soul? If I hadn't turned a wind to bring you out, what else would you want to do?"

"...no, let them go"

The thought of killing is often just a thought. The moment he saw Lu Wangchuan, he was aroused with the last trace of desire to live and kill. Now that he wants to come...why bother?

They are like two bitter flowers born from the same root. The cause and effect he suffered in this world was caused by him alone, and the love left behind by him also fell on him. If it is evened, no one owes anyone.

Anyone who wants the name Wang Chuanjun can take it. His ambitions have long since died with himself 500 years ago, and now he only wants to be Nie Huayin.

Mu Youcai's figure suddenly disappeared like a sweeping wind, and then suddenly appeared in front of him to block his way.

"Young Master Nie, you still need to do something for me"

It wasn't until this time that Nie Huayin saw the bloody red light flashing in his eyes, and layers of thick black devilish energy gushed out from his flesh like sea fog, rolling up and down on his body, as if about to He is devouring terror.

He has seen these monsters on another person, and there is only one person who used his own shell to raise monsters for thousands of years.

"Mr. Xiao? Are you the devil?"

Mu Youcai said, "No."

The stone twirled between his fingers flew out of his hand and hit Nie Huayin's legs and knees impartially. At this time, Nie Huayin, who had no skill at all, fell to his knees in pain.

Even when he was a king and a loser and ended up in a terrible end, he never bent his knees to kneel down to anyone, but at this moment, it was like a heavy weight on his body, making it difficult for him to stand up and resist.

"What do you want to do!"

Mu Youcai took out an iron nail that was as high as a palm from his sleeve. The nail was black and inconspicuous, but it was a tool of torture in the underworld, the ecstasy nail.

It was Duan Chongshu who was tortured for Lu Wangchuan back then, and the ten ecstasy nails that passed through his body almost shattered his bones.

"I want Duan Chongshu to die in your hands"

Nie Huayin obviously recognized the instrument of torture that brought him not so good memories. Hearing this, he desperately tried to pull up his knee that was growing on the ground. He had already accepted his fate, but now he was resisting again.

Mu Youcai suddenly raised his palm to press on the top of his head, parted his lips and said, "Don't move."

It's been a long time since he felt the pain of tearing his skin apart and piercing his bones. When the ecstasy nail pierced his skull and went down the Baihui acupoint on the top of his head, the sharp pain made his eyes darken and he passed out. .

Mu Youcai nailed the ecstasy nail into his Baihui acupoint, which undoubtedly blocked the blood vessels of his whole body, and Nie Huayin lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Mu Youcai turned his hand and slapped a palm wind on the grass. Wherever the palm wind went, the grass and trees were scattered, and a barren land appeared in the blink of an eye. He took out the peach wood sword and drew a few times on the waste land. A corpse turned into a puppet The ghost puppet formation suddenly appeared.

He picked up Nie Huayin lazily and put it on the eye of the formation, then left the eight trigrams formation, waved his right arm sleeve, and the hexagram formation disappeared without a trace.

After finishing these things, he rushed to Bailuya without any hesitation.

☆, Bow your head and don't be a ox [[-]]

Bailuya is in great chaos, the sun rises, the moon moves and the stars change at the foot of the mountain, but the scene on Bailuya is dark night. Lu Wangchuan surrounded the sky full of stars with a star array, preventing the moon from turning and moving, turning Bailuya into an endless stream. This move is undoubtedly against the cycle of the sun and the moon, and violates the righteous way of the universe.

At first, Lu Wangchuan was not surprised when he saw Jiang Hua arriving with the disciples of the Helian family. He put Bailuya's safety at risk, so he was not the patriarch of the Helian family with boundless love. It is only natural to send generals to help out.

As for the Nine Micro Sect, it must be mixed in. Before there was Nie Huayin, now there is Lu Wangchuan, and later there was Chu Huanian who cultivated demons, Zhou Yuelin who went astray, and the Nine Micro Sect. Being a villain, he has long been secretly ridiculed by his peers, and the reputation of the Xuanmen family has plummeted. How could the four immortal elders not be in a hurry to get angry, and the most important thing is to kill Lu Wangchuan, this villain!

In addition, the female disciples of the Suzaku Palace came to share a piece of the pie. The Three Realms have been peaceful for so long. Since the Chu family took over the Xie family, the country has been peaceful and the people are safe and prosperous. This is the first time such a big disturbance has occurred, as the saying goes Well said, there is no one to plow the thin fields, and everyone fights for plowing. When Lu Wangchuan was a little kid, who didn't even count as a fart, whoever took him seriously, who took him seriously, now he Jumping higher and higher, people kept trying to pull him down and break his legs, throw him into a fire pit and burn him to death.

There is Shenzong at the top, and the emperor at the bottom. Where is it your turn to be called the big one, you will die!

Lu Wangchuan felt that he was like a smeared actor. These famous and decent musicians were beating gongs and drums beside the stage, and there were crowds of spectators waiting for the good show to start. If you want to have fun with the monkeys, you can only throw up your water sleeves and turn this high stage upside down.

As long as they are held back and the star formation is maintained for five hours, the formation he set up will be completed. At that time, the two formations will counteract each other, and he will have the help of the star formation. The formation to overthrow the fief of Bailuya will no longer be whimsical, but He was the first to use the way of dryness to overcome the terrain. Even the ancestor Bodhidharma did not dare to use such a deviant method. Doing so would undoubtedly drive him to a dead end.Heaven, earth, people, gods and Buddhas cannot tolerate it.

The world depends on order to exist, but he wants to change the order, and even destroy the order that took thousands of years to create and form. Who in the world can tolerate him to be presumptuous!

However, Lu Wangchuan is not afraid, he also has the capital to be arrogant.

A Fengchen sword made him invincible, his moves were frenzied and domineering, and the sword light was so majestic that no one could beat him, even if the four immortal elders teamed up, they could only draw with him forcefully, one against four Get the upper hand.

"Evil! What kind of magic and sorcery did you use again?!"

Qing Ya was thrown away by his sword flower, and had no choice but to retreat a few steps, roaring angrily.

Lu Wangchuan swung Qingya's sword tightly with a few star threads from the edge of his sword, turned his wrist, handed over the sword, took a few steps to stand firmly on the blade, Yujian flew in the air, Hearing the words, he sneered arrogantly and said: "It's nothing, it's just more useful than the four old people's family, eh? What did you call me just now? I said earlier, don't mess around with me. I still remember you when Brother Yutang died. As I said before, after death, he is still an unknown person of the Wai clan, so let him go... Now you all let him go!"

He did not shelve the three years of hatred, but intensified it, especially when he saw Luo Yutang's recalled few strands of broken souls, which aroused his endless hatred again, if anyone dared to speak boldly to persuade him, "Da Be more lenient, be more tolerant, when is it time to repay the grievances, how about hello, me, hello, everyone."

Hmph, let's stab him to death with a sword first!

Lu Wangchuan charged towards the green cliff hanging a hundred paces away with his imperial sword, and raised the magic sword in his hand to gather the cold moon and cold wind all over the sky.

"It's been more than 500 years and you still don't know how to repent of the thing that deceived the master and destroyed the ancestors!"

Lone Zhu let out a long howl, and then joined hands with the three immortal elders to form a defensive formation, raising their long swords horizontally in unison.

"What can you do to me!"

The wind blew and the clouds flew, and a destructive sword energy swept out from Lu Wangchuan's hands. Wherever it went, it rolled up Dao Gang, which threatened to drown the world and destroy the stars!

All the inseparable people on land who were also fighting were blown away by this world-destroying wind. Those with weaker cultivation levels lost their souls, and those with acceptable cultivation levels tried their best to keep their footings steady so as not to be caught by this domineering wind. The evil wind blows people into paper people.

Jiang Hua heard a man's howl coming from under the moon sky not far away, and looked up after a truce, only to see a white light like a broken silver bottle tearing open the curtain of the dark night, the sword light burst out, and the gods and demons were invincible.

Only then did I understand that Mr. Lu Erniu had pretended to be his grandson for more than three years in front of him...

It suddenly occurred to me that I had teased him about "a one-day trip to the Helian Mountain Villa to get rid of mosquitoes", and it seemed like a lifetime ago——

"Who is that?"

A young man from the Helian family stared blankly at the sky that had not yet dissipated. His hair was scattered by the strong wind, but his face was clear in the light of the sky. He murmured in disbelief: "He beat the four members of the Jiuwei Sect." Immortal... oh my god"

No one paid any attention to him, everyone looked at the sky and sighed, no longer distinguishing who is right and who is evil, just a sincere awe of the strong.

When Lu Wangchuan swung his sword, they felt like they were playing around like children at the entrance of the village, and their morale was gone.

Jiang Hongling, who was entangled by the disciples of Helian's family, was able to escape at this time. Exhausted, she supported the tree to breathe, and suddenly jumped in front of Chu Huanian and pushed him to the south.

A sharp sword flew past Chu Huanian's lapel, and was nailed fiercely to the tree trunk. The feathers of the sword trembled a few inches into it, which showed how ruthless the arrow was.

Chu Huanian: "...I honor your ancestor!"

If he is as gentle as he is, he can't help but swear at this time.

Jiang Hua also raised eyebrows, pulled out the sharp arrow nailed into the tree trunk, and without a strong bow, he bent his arm and threw the arrow with his hand, smashing it into the dense forest with swaying branches and leaves.

It was like throwing a stone into the sea, followed by ripples in the dense forest. The movement grew louder and louder. After a while, a tall horse came out from the forest. A man was straddling steadily on the horse's back, holding a silver gun and fully armed. His eyes are sharp and his temperament is tough, and he looks like an invincible hero who has survived the wind and sand of the loess battlefield in Shuomo.

Jiang Hua couldn't help being taken aback: "Brother?"

That's right, the person who came was none other than the military general of the court, General Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng did not go to the meeting alone, he was followed by more than [-] dead soldiers of the pro-guards.

Holding the arrow that Jiang Hua threw back, Jiang Cheng stopped his horse and said, "Quick battle, Ziyuan, you are indecisive again."

Jiang Cheng's sudden appearance added a lot of iron-blooded and ruthless murderous intent to the scene. Jiang Hongling was obviously a little afraid of this person, and quietly retreated while holding Chu Huanian's wrist.

Jiang Hua flicked his sleeves, and his tone was neither respectful nor kind: "The person I want to arrest, don't let others interfere."

This iron-blooded general smiled indulgently: "Well, I don't care."

After speaking, he waved his hand, as if behind him were millions of soldiers and thousands of troops.

Thirty personal guards rushed to his horse, stood sideways in a row, drew their bows, and pointed the arrows at Lu Wangchuan who was fighting fiercely in the air.

Jiang Cheng said calmly, "Let go!"

Lu Wangchuan's sword almost killed Qing Ya, and when the light of the sword dissipated, the formation formed by the four immortal elders disappeared without a trace, and they all fell to the messy ground, seriously injured and fell to the ground.

Lu Wangchuan crouched on the imperial sword and looked at them who were in a state of embarrassment, sighed a few times, and slowly flew down with Feng Chen who hadn't dissipated the sword energy, trying to finish them off.

Suddenly, a row of sharp arrows approached him from bottom to top in a blink of an eye!

Ordinarily, arrows are just mortal things, he is not even afraid of the four immortal elders, he is afraid of this mortal thing, but Jiang Cheng's arrows cannot be so simple, each arrow is engraved with the runes of killing demons and subduing demons, which belonged to the Helian family. The magic weapon passed down from generation to generation can turn a blunt weapon into a sword, which is extremely powerful.

The hidden weapon was approaching menacingly, Lu Wangchuan hurriedly retreated with his sword, raised his hand and drew a few sword lights out, surrounded a star shield to block, most of the sharp arrows were stopped, only a few fish that slipped through the net pierced the star shield and were used by Lu Wangchuan Catch it.

What the hell kind of magic formula?so smart.

Lu Wangchuan glanced at the inscription on the arrow, and felt that the Helian family was really kind. If his family wanted to compete for a name in the cultivation world, it would be the turn of Jiuwei to send Wang Po to sell melons. It is no small matter if it is a fairy formula.

He was still squatting on the imperial sword leisurely, his murderous eyes were fixed on the crowd who sent troops to pass on the ground.

"Brother on horseback, is General Jiang?"

Jiang Cheng laughed loudly and said, "That's right, Your Excellency is Mr. Lu? It's really amazing."

"dare not"

Lu Wangchuan said politely, "Do you have any relationship with me, why did you intervene? Could it be that your emperor is also a fellow Taoist?"

Jiang Cheng said: "Brother Lu is joking, is it the king's land under the emperor's feet, is it the king's ministers, who can do evil?"

Lu Wangchuan sighed, and said with a smile: "You guys really...are in love with each other. I didn't intend to go against the imperial power. Didn't I hit you in my arms?"

After speaking, he raised his sword and swept away, and a careless sword energy rushed towards the ground.

The disciples of the Helian family who had seen his skills all dispersed in a hurry, while the reinforcements afterward took out the iron shields on their backs and erected them in front of them as if they had received thousands of trainings... .It was barely blocked.

This blow, which was originally a stone-to-egg attack, was half blocked by the guards, and the remaining half sent them back a few feet, and several gullies were drawn on the ground.

That shield is not simple either.

"Lu Wangchuan! Are you really going to make the entire Jiang family an enemy?!"

Jiang Hua shouted angrily.

Lu Wangchuan stood up slowly, smiled at Jiang Hua, and said, "Yes, there is no other way."

At this time, I saw several figures with swords flying over from the edge of the moon. They came from far to near in a blink of an eye, and they arrived in white clothes and green shirts with fairy air. It turned out that they were disciples of Jiuwei Sect.

The four immortal elders who survived the catastrophe were supported by their disciples and sent to the rear to take care of them. Then they drew out their long swords and stared at the big devil in midair.

Lu Wangchuan glanced at them, and instead of rushing to act first, he turned his gaze to a point of nothingness in mid-air.

The wind from all directions slowly gathered on the forest, gradually forming a thick and dark air vent like a vortex, and then a man in a black uniform walked out of the air vent, followed by several underworld soldiers holding sharp weapons.

The person who came was none other than Ghost Emperor Zhang Heng.

"Boy, where are you running this time?"

Lu Wangchuan squinted his eyes, calmly said: "Where are you going to escape? No escape"

People from all walks of life have arrived, which is really lively, but he is not alone and helpless.

Chu Huanian and Jiang Hongling set up Qinggong and flew to his side, standing beside him on one left and one on the right, tall and tall, with a calm expression on their faces.

Chu Huanian sighed softly: "You little bastard, you really dragged me into trouble this time."

Lu Wangchuan said shamelessly; "You were wading in the water, so you blamed me for being too much? It's Miss Jiang..."

"Call me Hongling"

Jiang Hongling smiled and said, "Is it necessary to be so polite?"

Lu Wangchuan also laughed: "Ms. Hongling is the one with a chivalrous heart"

"... Wangchuan, look"

Chu Huanian suddenly pointed to a point directly in front of him under the full moon, frowned and said, "Look, is there another person here?"

Lu Wangchuan looked intently, his eyes, which were originally calm and calm, gradually became warmer and colder. Looking at the tall and thin figure gradually approaching, he felt... inexplicably familiar.

☆, Bow your head and don't be a ox [[-]]

Lu Wangchuan took a step forward, pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, his eyes became deeper and darker as he approached.

Mu Youcai stopped in front of him, looked into his eyes, with a smile on his face, and called out: "Wang Chuan"

Then he raised his left arm and hugged him, saying, "So you are here."

Lu Wangchuan blinked lightly, as if he had fallen into the mist and was unconscious...

Hello, Brother Mu, I'm Lu Wangchuan...

Brother Mu, the weather is fine today, come and teach me how to recognize the dial...

Brother Mu, if you go down the mountain, where will you go?

Brother Mu, let's go down the mountain, just tonight...

Brother Mu, will you go back with me?Back to Jade Kunshan...

Brother Mu, you are not guilty of death, so stop following...

Then, Mu Youcai was intercepted and killed at the Mass Burial Mound of Sanfang Xuanmen. Mu Youcai set up a big burning array to bind himself, and fell into hell with unknown life and death.

At this moment, the evening wind was picking up speed, and even the stars in the sky were flickering. The wind rolled up a few green leaves and blew them into a broken crack on the ground.

Duan Chongshu was sitting on the ground with his back against the jade coffin, his eyes were slightly downcast, his expression was deep, his right hand was resting on his bent right leg, and he was in a very lazy and casual posture, which was completely different from his usual appearance when he was meditating. If there is a jug of wine in his hand at this time, he will look like a drunk who got drunk all night.

A few green leaves fluttered and fell on him. He picked up one and crushed it between his fingers. Then he picked up the Zen staff leaning on the side and stood up slowly.

At the same time as he got up, a white streamer flashed across his body, the white robe was replaced with a □□, the long hair was gone, the red Buddha lotus appeared on the forehead, the lowered eyes were neither happy nor sad, and his whole body was majestic.

Just now, he was already avoiding, but at this time, he couldn't continue to let it go no matter what.