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Wei Dongliu looked at the monks coldly, but did not speak.

He can't make a move, because his current identity is a demon king. If he doesn't kill the monks in seconds, the mysterious character will be broken.

Flying Yaksha bowed his head and smiled evilly, but did not speak.

It can't make a move, because its realm is stuck on the edge of the evolutionary drought, and as long as it leaks a breath, it will attract a catastrophe.

The monks in Tsing Yi glared angrily, but did not speak.

They can't make a move, because the reinforcements have not yet arrived, and they can't rashly compromise their strength here, giving the enemy an opportunity to take advantage.

The blood-robed monks stood calmly and did not speak.

They can't make a move, because once they make a move, they may attract the suppression of the demon Buddha in the temple, and they can only wait patiently for the demon Buddha to sit. .

Jiang Lian shrank back with a sullen face and did not speak.

She was holding back her laughter, because these people looked at each other and refused to do anything, which was too funny.

Of course, in the eyes of Witches Jiang, as long as a little while later, Wei Mojun becomes impatient and will probably destroy the Puji Temple with a slap...

"Which donor is the visitor?" The old man's voice suddenly came from the temple, "You can come in and see."

The monks in Tsing Yi were shocked, and someone shouted:

"Uncle Mingjing, no!"

"It's okay." The man in the temple said something, and then he stopped talking, only the sound of dong dong dong wooden fish remained.

On the Shura Road side, the monks in blood were also a little commotion, but they soon subsided under the angry glances of the leader.

"That person is Angry-eyed King Kong Li Chong." Jiang Lian used the Heavenly Demon Magical Sound Dafa to quickly transmit a voice to Wei Dongliu and said, "Among the disciples of the foundation-building realm of Shura Dao, Daoist Gu is the first in their realm of strength. But Daoist Gu never Involved in the King Kong power of the Foundation Establishment Realm, and the disciples in the faction mostly obeyed Li Zhong's command, so the disciples often called Gu Daoyou a 'shut-mouthed King Kong' and Li Zhong a 'angry-eyed King Kong'."

Wei Dongliu's thoughts turned slightly, and he saw that Gu Lie was still drooping his eyelids and remained silent, while Li Zhong looked at him coldly, and didn't mean to take any action... Obviously he was still in the Temple of Gu Ji.

The wooden fish in the temple kept making noises. Seeing that Wei Dongliu didn't seem to want to go in, the monks in Tsing Yi opposite were obviously relieved.

However, in the next second, Wei Dongliu raised his head and walked towards the temple.

Monks: ………………

Jiang Li'an and Feitian Yasha followed Wei Dongliu's footsteps, and they were not hindered by anything.

Stepping into the temple, Wei Dongliu looked around and saw that the furnishings in the temple were relatively simple, there was no dust on the bluestone floor tiles, and the air was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood.

An old monk in gray clothes sat cross-legged on a futon, with his hands on his knees, with a wooden fish in front of him.

The strange thing is that there was no one knocking, but the wooden fish made a banging sound from the inside.

"Magic Buddha Yu Shen?" Wei Dongliu asked coldly.

"Amitabha." The old monk closed his eyes and said, "There are only ordinary monks here. If the donor is mainly looking for the Buddha, it is the wrong person."

"Master." Feitian Yaksha said next to him, "He is too suffocating and karmic obstacles, I can smell it even if I smell it... He is that devil Buddha!"

The old monk was silent for a moment and said:

"What is the evil spirit, what is the karmic obstacle? Yesterday's cause, today's effect, must be observed."

Of course, Wei Dongliu could understand what he meant, but it was because the killing was too heavy in the past, so he gave up the title of Demon Buddha and escaped into the Buddhist temple, accompanied by the green lamp and wooden fish.

Thinking of this, he didn't intend to continue chatting, just straight to the point and asked:

"Master knows the secret realm of Baiyujing? Do you know the way of hell?"

"Bai Yujing." The old monk pondered for a moment, then said slowly, "It's just an appearance."

"Bai Yujing is only a superficial secret realm?" Wei Dongliu asked in surprise, "In other words, there really is a deeper secret realm inside?"

"Amitabha." The old monk sighed and said, "What is the benefit of listening to false words? Everything has its own destiny."

The other party resorted to the "Fate" big move, and Wei Dongliu knew that he would not say more, so he continued to ask.

"Where is the **** world? I heard that the **** world has information about Bai Yujing. How can I find their people and exchange information with them?"

This time the old monk was silent for a longer time.

"Who are you?" he asked suddenly.

"Wei Dongliu."

"Why are you looking for that **** realm?" The old monk opened his turbid eyes and asked, "It's too late for ordinary practitioners to stay away from them, so how can you take the initiative to find them?"

"Master seems to be afraid of hell." Wei Dongliu asked tentatively.

The old monk did not answer, but said:

"Tell me first, what is the purpose of your search for hell."

"I just wanted to ask about Bai Yujing's intelligence." Wei Dongliu said lightly.

"A lie," said the old monk.

"I was very curious when I heard the secret legend of the **** realm before." Wei Dongliu continued.

"It's still a lie." The old monk continued.

Wei Dongliu was helpless. These old monsters, who have been active for hundreds of thousands of years, are all human beings, and they can't be deceived by ordinary excuses.

"I really have something to do with that **** realm." He could only adopt the "Limited Truth Dafa" and said, "As for what, it's inconvenient to say."

What he said this time was indeed the truth, so that the old monk did not point out that he was lying again, and only said after a while:

"Wei Dongliu, do you believe in fate?"

"Fate?" Wei Dongliu fell silent.

If you ask him whether he believes it subjectively, he will definitely not believe it. But isn't this thing that you don't believe doesn't exist?

Look at the Kunlun mirror, look at the stone glaze!

After thinking about it, Wei Dongliu could only answer vaguely:

"Believe or not. Believe it or not."

Old Monk: ………………

He pondered for a long time, then suddenly laughed:

"It's true, it's true! I didn't expect that I would be awakened by you here after thinking hard for a long time."

"The so-called fate, the more obsessed and the more obsessed, the more constrained one's hands and feet will be."

"On the contrary, if you jump out of it at the beginning, you will not be fascinated by it..."

This old monk hahahaha, said a lot of inexplicable things, but he is as experienced as Wei Dongliu, and he doesn't know what this devil Buddha is talking about.

But soon, he didn't have to think about the meaning of the other party's words.

Because the Demon Buddha Yu Shen suddenly stretched out his hand and inserted it into his chest!

Then he screeched and groped carefully for a while, and finally broke off a **** rib and handed it to Wei Dongliu:

"take it."

"What is this?" Wei Dongliu said in disgust.

"Don't you want to ask about the realm of hell?" Demon Buddha Yu Shen said with a smile, "This is the key to access the realm of hell."

Wei Dongliu: ?

He borrowed the rib with flesh and blood~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and thought it was going to be eaten? Or feed the dog?

"Amitabha." Demon Buddha Yu Shen stroked his hand to his chest, and the wound disappeared immediately, "If you believe it, you have it, if you don't believe it, you don't."

"If you want to find the realm of hell, you have to believe in fate; if you don't want to be at the mercy of it, you can't believe in fate."

"You have to remember what you have said."

After he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves, and Wei Dongliu, Jiang Lian, and Feitian Yasha were pushed out of the main hall by a gentle force.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that all the monks outside, whether in Tsing Yi or Xue Yi, locked their unwilling, angry, greedy, and coveted eyes on him.

"How is Uncle Mingjing?"

"Have you already obtained the relic?"

"The relic is a treasure of my sect, and must not fall into the hands of outsiders!"