My Disciples Are All Villains

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The couplet was painted in gold, and was fixed with a pattern board. The natural wind and the sun, and the erosion of the heavy rain, cannot shake these gold words. But in front of Jiuye, it was as crisp as paper. Red lotus uses gold characters, and the Buddha uses a gold body. What is ridiculous is that they produce red lotus, a red "gold" body.

The twelve diamonds were like fire in their eyes, and thousands of monks froze in the air, at a loss.

The abbot Fahua, who mastered the industry fire, was also slightly surprised and surprised.

The monks in front of the Hall of Heavenly Kings brushed the scene together, with three layers inside and three layers outside, and the front of the Great Hall was impervious to water.

But no one dared to start.

Who dares to move?

Even though the sky was full of anger, they saw the nine-leaf lotus with a golden flame at the foot of Luzhou completely stunned.

"The Pure Land Lotus, one flower, one Buddha, one world...good poems." Luzhou lost her arms behind her, and the golden lotus disappeared.

"Abbot!"

"Abbot!"

The monks made a loud voice.

As long as the abbot ordered, all the monks in Xueyang Temple went to the end. The dignity of Xueyang Temple is inviolable, and the majesty of Xueyang Temple is inviolable. The abbot is one of the few masters in the world who has mastered the red lotus industry fire. As long as he is willing to go all out to deal with these nine-leaved aliens, the monks will cooperate and assist, and there is great hope for victory!

The stick monks are ready to recite the Sanskrit, just waiting for the abbot to speak.

More than a thousand disciples looked at Fahua in unison.

Fa Hua glanced at Hui Sheng and Hui Jue, who had broken the stone pillars, and shook his head: "Old donor... why bother Lao Guan!"

Luzhou, with 5,000 merits, looks like water, but there is no fluctuation.

"The old man made it for you. You deserve to thank the old man." Luzhou said indifferently.

"They didn't enter Baye at the beginning, but they kept them, and Lao Yun was still able to order them, but the younger generations were just fine. But they died... Troubles came. The old donor might as well give Lao Guan a palm." Fa Hua was embarrassed.

The big trouble that can make a Jiuye master who masters the industry fire so daunting, the court's means, is not small.

There are ten leaves in Tianwuyuan, and the court is afraid that there will be...

The old man's trip was reckless.

"That's your business." Luzhou looked at Fahua and said, "Your brother Fahua sneaked into the old man. This old man hasn't counted on you yet. For your honest answer to the question, leave you a way of life. If you find out Any falsehood, the old man will take your life."

Fahua: "..."

He was already very uncomfortable, and Luzhou's words were like adding fuel to the fire.

The monks looked dazed.

Dangxue Xueyang Temple presided over the abbot. The nine-leaf practitioner who was in control of the industry fire, which was rare in the world, was actually reprimanded by the old man like a junior. This style is a bit embarrassing.

Huijue and Huisheng's bodies are beside, what is the abbot doing?

"Abbot————"

The monks shouted again, and volleyed their palms at the same time.

Luzhou turned his head, glanced at the monks, and said, "Want to die?"

Without the use of vitality, the simple voice from an unpredictable old man was enough to oppress everyone.

The abbot was full of expectations.

Xueyang Temple is not like the greedy life and fear of death...

But in front of the imposing old man in Luzhou, all his strength and dignity were suppressed to be worthless.

"Retreat! Someone else will make troubles, chase the **** temple!"

The monks sighed and fell.

The stick monks standing near the Temple of the Kings gave way.

Luzhou raised his head and saw the road pattern on the archway again. It was very strange. This pattern was similar to that on the city wall. It was even more precise and detailed.

In the sky of Xueyang Temple, there is a grid-like protective force that keeps those birds and beasts out.

Luzhou remembered... These grid-like protections seemed to be the same as the armor patterns that Lin Xin obtained from the Prince. The armor worn by the Red Lotus practitioners sent by Tianwuyuan when they invaded Jinlian was also these patterns.

This is a more advanced power to protect the human city?

Luzhou turned around, looked at Fahua, and said, "You and the old man put their hands together, only 50% of the effort... The old man, but only 30% of the effort."

Fa Hua heard the news, and his heart stirred up a storm.

When he looked up again, Luzhou had stepped up.

A gangster shield formed on him, and the little kite and the conch flew up and flew up with the master.

There are thousands of monks in Xueyang Temple, and no one dares to stop.

The golden light in the palm of Luzhou.

An irresistible coercion is like a black cloud.

The monks quickly withdrew their formations, and the clouds spread away.

Luzhou left Xueyang Temple and flew out of Xueyang Mountain.

The monks could not understand... the twelve King Kong quickly stepped forward.

"Abbot, the disciples will inform Tianwuyuan now... The aliens invade, kill me the monk of Xueyang Temple, and the blood sea has a deep enmity. You must report it!"

Fahua looked at the monks, his face was serious, and he applauded:

"No one can chase out without Lao's order."

"what?"

The monks did not understand.

Fahua's palms were united, and the red lotus industry was flourishing on his body, almost burning him up. Under the blaze of the industry fire, everyone retreated.

"Amitabha……"

Between the palms, Yehuo and Honggang fell on Huijue and Huisheng's bodies.

The flame burned, and in an instant, the two bodies burned to death.

Fahua remembered Hui Neng...the first three seats, only the first one of Palm Chantang. Hui Neng knew everything... Lao Qin, really want to kill?

...

at the same time.

Thousands of miles away, thousands of miles away, on a steep mountain.

Yu Shangrong held the Changsheng sword, looked at the mountains, the sloping sunset...

He has been on this mountain for three days and has stabilized the realm of Jiuye.

"Only one hundred years longer?" Yu Shangrong sacrificed a miniature dharma body and looked at the nine lotus leaves swirling around him.

Compared with the eight leaves, except for one more lotus leaf and the height of the dharma body, there seems to be no particularly obvious changes in the others.

He learned from Ji Fengxing's mouth that the practitioners of the Red Lotus world are not restricted by the thousand-year limit...One to eight leaves, each leaf of Red Lotus increases life by 100 years. Eight-leaf to nine-leaf lifespan Red lotus lifespan is two hundred years.

Yu Shangrong was puzzled.

From the time he stepped into practice, he always had a shorter life span.

The life limit of Jiuye is broken, it is broken... only a hundred years longer, Yu Shangrong was surprised.

Perhaps this situation has gone through a lot, Yu Shangrong's mentality is quite relaxed.

"better than nothing."

More than a century, it is better than nothing.

He put away his dharma body and looked at the rising sun and the birds in the mountains and forests.

Gently smiled: "I will take you today."

An excellent swordsman, after the cultivation is increased, he will have to refinish his sword, in order to achieve the most perfect fit and control.

Yu Shangrong's figure was swaying, leaving behind traces in the air... The birds in the mountains and rivers began to suffer.

...

Under the Qianliu Mountain, in the repaired pavilion.

Wu Wu and Ji Fengxing leaned against the railing and stared at the front with frustration.

"Brother, will the elder brother go to the Jiuzhong Temple to save people?" Wu Wu worriedly said.

Ji Fengxing shook his head and sighed: "I have persuaded them to escape quickly. UU reading www.uukanshu.com just doesn't listen... Not only does it not listen, but also hard work. Big Brother is now fierce and hard to bear, how much hardship he may have suffered . It is estimated that you will be hit with a whip, a stick, a finger or something..."

"...Don't scare me." Wu Wu said.

"Hey, Zhu Xuan can only believe in three points. He is an elder and can decide what to do. Big Brother Jinlian practitioners, interracial people, can't do it...well, don't say it. I am now worried about Big Brother's self-reliance on swordsmanship, If you really go to the Jiuzhong Hall, it will be bad." Ji Fengxing said.

Wu Wu nodded and said, "Shall I go to the Nineth Temple to beg them?"

"No...you are too small to look at the Jiugongdian, but it's a place where people don't spit out bones. The eldest brother often touted his master, even if his old man came, Jiugongdian will not give in."

Between the speeches, between the mountains in the distance, a gray-haired old man, two young girls, one left and one right, Yukong flew.

Wu Wu pointed his eyes and pointed to the sky and said, "Again, there are people!"

Ji Fengxing frowned, and said, "You are waiting here, I will inform the audience."