Boss Chat Group of the Heavens and Worlds

It's funny to think about it, you, a centipede, told me to hold the determination to kill demons and demons, and benefit the common people. Do you want me to take out the mysterious ruler right now and give you a brain-dead slash?

Oh day!

"Why, you don't want to?" Seeing Xiao Yan's face suddenly turned ugly, Pudu Cihang asked him gently.

Although his tone was very gentle, there was a flash of green light in his eyes. In the next second, Pudu Cihang in the eyes of others did not change, but in Xiao Yan's eyes, the bastard teacher in front of him, he changed. It turned into an incomparably huge centipede, flying around in the sky covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and it made people's scalps go numb, so terrifying.

"Grass mud horse, you are threatening me!" Xiao Yan shrank his pupils and shouted with grief and indignation in his heart.

He regretted it very much now, why did he blindly worship this guy as a teacher?

He returned the golden body of the Buddha, he returned the Heavenly Dragon True Buddha, he also returned the protector of the country, he is a vicious tortoise bastard centipede, why doesn't he die!

The trembling Xiao Yan spewed out two puffs of air from his nose, and his chest heaved continuously.

It seems that if I don't want to, I have to be willing, and I have to be willing if I want to.

Thinking about it, Xiao Yan closed his eyes, bit his back teeth hard, then bowed to Pudu Cihang and said: "Return to teacher, disciple is willing."

"Well, the teacher really didn't misunderstand you, little eighteen, when the hunting starts later, you must go forward bravely, charge bravely, and use all the skills taught to you by the teacher, understand?" See this The boy was quite obedient, the green light in Pudu Cihang's eyes disappeared, he smiled at him and said.

Opening his eyes, he found that his sight had returned to normal. The figure of the centipede scurrying in the air was gone, and Pudu Cihang was now in the appearance of a great virtuous monk. Xiao Yan heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately nodded, feeling hopeless Lian replied: "Yes, the disciple knows."

It's just, what have you taught me, you old thief?

The art of stealing the country, can this deal with demons and ghosts?

No matter how I think, the results I get seem to be: no!

Moreover, you took me to that pawn shop yesterday, and after pawning some of my anger, I felt that something was wrong with me, and I couldn't do anything smoothly. I asked you what the pawn was, and you didn't He said, now he brought me here forcibly, teacher, if you don’t want me as a disciple anymore, you can just say, don’t kill me, woo woo woo~

Comrade Xiao Yan's bitterness and worries are beyond words. He is only a fifteen-year-old boy, and he has endured enormous pressure that his age should not bear.

"Young master Wei, besides the poor monk, this disciple of the poor monk is also going to participate in the hunt, please make arrangements." Unable to listen to the pain in Xiao Yan's heart, Pudu Cihang turned his head and said to Wei Wuxian.

"Master, you're being polite. There's actually nothing to arrange for this, just let him in. And your apprentice, I remember, Xiao Yan, is the guy with a bad temper who kneels in front of the grave crying and screaming, yes Right?" Wei Wuxian said to Pudu Cihang.

He watched the live broadcast of Purdue Cihang's apprenticeship back then, and he, Wei, hadn't forgotten the content of the video.

"Amitabha, that's right."

Xiao Yan: "..."

Bad temper? Kneeling in front of the grave and crying and screaming? This is about me?

"Haha, everyone, please." He didn't intend to make friends with Xiao Yan, after cupping his fists at him, Wei Wuxian made a gesture of invitation, and then said to Pudu Cihang.

"Thank you." As he said, Pudu Cihang held a Zen stick in his hand, and with the support of a disciple, he followed Wei Wuxian to the hunting ground along the road covered with flowers.

Xiao Yan, who felt that there was no hope in life, stood side by side with the disciple who followed Pudu Cihang like a follower, and went together.

No way, he had no choice.

well!

"This..." Looking at Pudu Cihang and others who followed Wei Wuxian into the arena, the monks who came to watch Fenghuang before the arena, and Wen Chao all looked at each other in blank dismay.

Damn, what's going on?

Who is he, the protector of the country, the protector of the country in which country, is he very powerful?

Why did Wei Wuxian beat Wen Zhuliu just now, as if he was going to continue to teach Wen Chao a lesson, and when this monk came, he stopped beating him and went to greet others instead?

And Jiang Fengmian, he said to the monk to welcome him just now, does this monk have such a big face? !

There was a doubt in the hearts of everyone present.

"Wait, wait, monk, oh no, this master, may I ask which temple you are an eminent monk?" Seeing that Wei Wuxian, this scary guy, stopped targeting him, Wen Chao heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately had Wen chased away. Liu carried it back, and asked Pudu Cihang curiously.

"Huh?" Hearing someone behind him asking him a question, Pudu Cihang stopped in his tracks, turned around to look at Wen Chao, raised the arm supported by his disciple, held up a palm, and said kindly: "Amitabha , the benefactor, the poor monk is the host of the Tianlong Palace, Purdue Cihang."

"Tianlong Palace? Er... I have admired your name for a long time, and it is my honor to meet you today." Wen Chao thought about it seriously in his mind, but he couldn't think of any news about Tianlong Palace. In the end, it could only be attributed to this. It should be a small temple that is not well-known even though there are high-ranking people in charge, he smiled at Pudu Cihang.

"Having admired your name for a long time?" Wei Wuxian's expression on the side suddenly became a little weird, where did Wen Chao come from to admire his name for a long time.

"Master, you have to be careful, that Wei Wuxian next to you is an evil heretic, just now in front of so many monks present, he injured our Qishan Wen Sect's alchemy hand with ghost tricks Wen Zhuliu, you have to be careful that he will attack you suddenly, you know, these demons and heretics have no manners at all." Wen Chao said anxiously to Pudu Cihang.

He said this, of course, he did not mean to remind this monk, he was afraid that he would be harmed by Wei Wuxian, but ordinary Buddhists pay attention to subduing demons, this monk himself told his disciples just now, it can be seen He should be a monk who can't tolerate dirt in his eyes.

By saying this myself, it might be able to provoke a conflict between him and Wei Wuxian, and it might even cause them to fight.

Wen Chao thought naively.

"Oh?" Hearing Wen Chao's words, Pudu Cihang glanced curiously at Wei Wuxian beside him, and asked him in the group, "Young Master Wei, is this person your enemy?"

Wei Wuxian: "It's not really an enemy, just an arrogant clown who takes the initiative to provoke trouble."

Pudu Cihang: "Although he is a clown, letting him talk nonsense here will affect your reputation and everyone's mood, Mr. Wei. You can ask this poor monk to help Mr. Wei get rid of him."

Wei Wuxian: "This...Master, I can do this kind of trivial matter myself."

Pudu Cihang: "The poor monk naturally knows the strength of Mr. Wei, but he keeps saying that Mr. Wei, you are an evil heretic. Look at the expressions of these people around you. They probably think so. So many people regard it as a different kind, and you will feel a little uncomfortable, right?"

Wei Wuxian: "Well, it is indeed a bit, master, do you have a solution?"

Purdue Cihang: "Amitabha, please leave it to the poor monk."

After sending this message, Pudu Cihang gave Wei Wuxian a reassuring look, then his face became serious in an instant, he beat the ground heavily with his Zen staff, and scolded Wen Chao: "You're talking nonsense, Mr. Wei. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva valued it, and passed on the law of the god of the underworld, so as to save the common people in the world and purify the resentment in the world. How can there be some evil spirits and heretics?"

"Buzz!"

After the words fell, there was a burst of Buddha's voice, and a large piece of golden light radiated from Pudu Cihang's body, shining on everyone's eyes, making them unable to open their eyes.

Then, an extremely shocking scene appeared, I saw Pudu Cihang soaring into the sky, his body suddenly transformed into an incomparably huge golden body of Buddha in mid-air, gleaming, and the Baifeng Mountain full of evil spirits It looked out of place.

This, this is... Buddha?

"Amitabha, in the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss, the Tathagata Buddha has descended.

You evil obstacle, I think it is not easy for you to cultivate, I wanted to let you live, but I didn't realize that you dare to wrongfully wrong the person chosen by my Buddhist world as the world, it is so audacious, in front of the Buddha, you still haven't shown your original shape! "

As he spoke, Pudu Cihang raised his palm and slapped Wen Chao, who was completely bewildered below him. At the same time, he used his mana, and when he was hit by a slap, he used the art of transformation, intending to turn him into a stupid donkey , to prove that his words of letting him show his true form are true.