Buddhism is a pure land with strict precepts. Meat is one of the eight major precepts of Buddhism. Ping'an Temple should never have such an object. The surrounding area of ​​Ping'an Temple is deserted and the few hunters and woodcutters have long been uninhabited.

The chicken legs must be Ping'an Temple. There must be something tricky about such a serious violation of the precepts. Xing Zhen instantly sorted out everything and found a life-saving straw when he released the Buddha.

He picked up the puppy and asked, "How did the chicken legs be found?"

The puppy, who was hanging in the air, raised his claws and was holding a black earring as black as coke.

Xing Zhen knows: "Xiao Nian's earrings are what it helps you find chicken legs."

Seeing the puppy nodded and admitted that Xing Zhen put down the other party, he urged him impatiently: "Take me there quickly."

The puppy was not vague, and he spit out the chicken legs in his mouth. He ran away and led the way.

I came to the side of Ping'an Vajra outside the gate of Ping'an Temple and walked about a hundred feet away in the direction that the Vajra looked despised. The earrings that the puppy grabbed suddenly became like water and flashed away.

At the same time, a water curtain appeared in front of Xing Zhen and the puppy. Xing Zhen immediately stopped and gave a reminder, but found that the puppy walked into the water curtain calmly, as if nothing was blocked at all.

Xing Zhen was sad: "The formation is indeed hidden, but it is not as weird as Xiao Nian's earrings."

Look at the dawn, it is not easy to find clues to ghost babies when dawn is dawn. Time is urgent and I don’t hesitate. I speed up my pace and follow it into the water curtain.

Shortly after Xing Zhen and the puppy entered the water curtain, Chen Gouping and his daughter appeared beside the water curtain, and the man sneered: "If you don't take us, you can come with me."

Chen Du disagreed: "If you hadn't stopped him, I would have killed Xing Zhen."

Chen Gouping said: "Although you are the Empress's confidant, I will still be in charge of all actions. You must not act randomly. If you act nonsense, you will harm yourself and not tell me, I will also save my life."

"Just like a martial artist, what's so scary? The older a person is, the less courageous he is."

"What do you know? A martial artist in the First Realm can break the prohibition here? A martial artist in the First Realm can stay safely in Ping'an Temple for three days?"

"You mean Xing Zhen hides his strength?"

"Silly, can you see through the reality of the little Nian around Xing Zhen?"

"So that's it, what do we do next? Just watch?"

"I have sent the news back and waited for the superiors to deal with it. We must establish a good relationship with Xing Zhen and always know where he is going."

"You are right this time, let's just let you do it."

The two of them said one by one, but they did not have the intimacy and familiarity between father and daughter at all. Instead, they were like two rivals in the officialdom who were competing for interests. After finalizing the relationship between the primary and secondary, they entered the water curtain one after another.

If the punishment is in front and the puppy is behind, we should look for the light and move forward carefully. Although time is tight, safety is more important. Now is not a time to worry, only when you are safe will you have the chance to discover more.

Xing Zhen did not dare to use the Three Yangs to open the Tai Talisman, worried that the talisman would burn and the flames would alarm the existence here. The closer it was to the light, the more trembling the talisman in the sleeves would tremble.

Xing Zhen comforted: "It will be approaching soon, and the truth is right in front of you. It is easy to be alarmed by being too excited, so you must control yourself."

The female ghost Zhang Rou made a subtle voice: "I feel the familiar breath, it must be my child."

Xing Zhen whispered: "Since I saw the ghost baby last time, I began to suspect that it was the fetus in your womb. Did you not have the same sense at the entrance of the village last time?"

"I didn't have this last time, maybe it was because the previous time was too hasty."

"Forget it, you'll know when you look."

When the light approached, I found that it was a fire with a rack of various delicacies on it. More than ten people sat around the fire, eating meat and drinking with big bowls, singing and laughing mixed with the woman acting coquettishly.

An old monk wearing a cassock was dealing with a golden staff next to him. It was Xing Zhen who was leading his young disciple when he went to the woods next to Muyang Town. It was obvious that he was the old abbot of Ping'an Temple.

The five young and strong monks, Xing Zhen, didn't know each other but saw them. They were all current monks from Ping'an Temple.

Including the old monk, each monk hugged a charming woman in his arms. He was of different ages, and the flattery and coquettishness revealed was exactly the same.

After careful observation of Xing, I realized that these women were the little novice monks in the temple. No wonder they once smelled the pungent rouge on them, but now they still have a pungent smell mixed with the aroma of wine and meat.

The most eye-catching thing is a ghost baby who is tall and short in the bucket, gnawing on a palm. His mouth is bloody, and his white teeth tick and tick the bright red blood when he opens his mouth. His palm is not big, like a child.

Next to the ghost baby, the head of this child was placed, with golden hair stained with blood. As expected, it was the child lost to Muyang Town a few days ago. He was suspected to have been killed by a ghost. Now it can be confirmed that it is not a ghost but a ghost baby.

The old abbot took a big sip of white wine and then bit off a piece of barbecue hard. He was still full of displeasure.

"Damn it, the ghost baby will soon be condensed into reality and can absorb the moon's glow. It is destroyed by the smelly Taoist priest and the damned boy. It is not a problem to lose everything and cause the ghost baby to be injured. I don't know how many people's blood is needed to make up for it."

The monk next to him responded with a smile: "It's like eating, drinking and women, so what if you stay for a while? Happy and carefree days are easy to pass."

The old monk was angry that he did not fight for his misfortune: "What's the best thing to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name all day long? You have to pretend to be kind. If you have the chance to do a few big votes, you can go to the foot of the mountain to have fun earlier. Wouldn't it be even happier?

Suddenly, three bronze armored strong men appeared out of thin air, and one fell straight into the fire. Suddenly, sparks flashed, and the dry firewood that exploded after the fire exploded was flying everywhere.

Two bronze armored strong men rode on the necks of the two monks, and they threw the fists as big as millstones and smashed them. They made two puffs, like the sound of watermelon being broken.

Before the monks could react, the three bronze armored strong men rushed towards the remaining three monks.

At the same time, a Sanyang Kaitai Talisman shot out quickly, pressing against Guiying's eyebrows without bias. The rich yin energy around Guiying's body dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The ghost baby let out a shrill scream and wailed, but was indeed fixed on the spot by the talisman, unwilling to bear the heart-wrenching pain.

Xing Zhen calculated everything and was not idle at the same time as he sacrificed the talismans. He asked and answered loudly.

"For whom do you punch?"

"Good and Evil."

"Why did you punch?"

"Good and Evil."

"It's right or wrong to punch?"

"right!"

The Q&A was constantly in the process of hand and feet, and in an instant, he handed out three punches, one punch was harder than the other, and one punch was faster than the other. It was like an injured wild cat, killing forward regardless of everything.

The old monk took three steps in a hurry, grabbed the staff next to him and swung it out in anger. Unexpectedly, the hateful young man on the opposite side did not dodge or dodge, but instead advanced instead of retreating but instead made his punches in exchange for injuries, the fourth punch, the fifth punch, the sixth punch...

Chen Gouping, who was hiding in the dark, was uncertain: "I was still deceived, but I was actually a martial artist in the second realm."

Chen Du also said in a low voice with a look of surprise: "Aren't we going to take action?"

"Why are you anxious? I'm helping you and I'm helping you when they fight. First, it seems that we're in time, and helping each other is really in danger. Second, we don't have to work hard, it's our chance to accept it."

Chen Du frowned: "There won't be any changes, right?"

"With you and I'll watch here, what will happen?" Chen Gouping was extremely confident and didn't take Xing Zhen seriously at all.

In Chen Gouping's eyes, Xing Zhen is at the end of his strength. It seems that one punch is stronger than the other, but when it reaches a certain peak, it will plummet thousands of miles.

As Chen Gouping thought, Xing Zhen burst out the 14th fist with difficulty. The internal force of martial arts in the meridians was almost dry, and the fist was soft and weak again.

Fortunately, the power of the 14th punch reached its peak, and the old monk and his staff were knocked away. The old monk fell to the ground and coughed up blood, and he was unable to fight again for a while. Xing Zhen was not feeling well, and his body was hit by the staff. Three big holes were made of torn clothes, and the clothes were covered with blood and flesh.

After the old monk fell to the ground, he suddenly squeezed out a smile and said with a sinister smile: "He is already at the end of his strength, it's time for you to take action."

The remaining three monks were entangled by the bronze armored strongman and could not get out. Then there were five little novice monks who took off their Buddha's clothes. The woman who had just snuggled in the man's arms.

The five women were light at the same time, with the soles of their feet being more than an inch from the ground. They seemed to be walking in the void, and their faces were not beautiful, but they were not ugly either.

The unique cold and cold breath of her body is exactly the same as the female ghost Chen Rou. It turns out that there are not only fake monks in the temple, but also five female ghosts hidden.

Xing Zhen asked breathlessly: "In the important Buddhist place, there are five evil objects, beside all kinds of Buddha statues. How do you do it?"

The old monk laughed unrestrainedly: "The same principle as hiding the dark objects in your talisman, but the technique is better than you, and you can inscribe the runes onto the female ghost."

"When you see such a method in your lifetime, you will be lucky."

Xing Zhen was shocked after hearing this and said, "It turns out that there is a master behind Ping'an Temple, but fortunately this person didn't come today."

Then, Xing Zhen picked up the ragged gourd around his waist and poured a mouthful of water in front of everyone. He slowly pulled out the heavy sword behind him and inserted it into the ground with a sound.

The boy's face changed instantly, and his radiant face burst out with sharp lightning in his eyes. He didn't look like a person with physical injuries and internal energy exhausted.

Instead, he looks like a melee warrior with a full spirit and strong body.

At the same time, Zhang Rou, who was in Xing Zhen's sleeve, showed her body shape. She gave Xing Zhen a blessing and smiled.

"I fight side by side with the young master."

"Your mood is better, is your heart lake still feeling intense?"

"Yes, but it won't delay the fight. If you can't help with it, it's no big problem to entangle a female ghost."

Xing Zhen was full of energy: "Okay, let's continue fighting."

The five-headed novice ghosts were shocked by Xing Zhen's aura and shook their heads and did not dare to step forward. No wonder they were Yin objects with similar strength to Zhang Rou, so they were naturally afraid of Xing Zhen's strong yang energy.

Seeing this, the old monk cheered himself up: "What are you afraid of? It's just a trick. The young man can activate at most three talismans, and now he has reached his limit. If he doesn't take action, then he will wait."

Seeing the five-headed yin objects still feared, the old monk threatened sternly: "Don't forget, the runes carved on you can protect you from the wind blowing and from the invasion of Buddha's energy. It can also make your souls scattered and never be reborn."

The five-headed female ghost was so scared that it was neither to beat him nor to beat him. Standing there, you looked at me, and I looked at you, all of them were full of confusion.

Xing Zhen was so happy about this, delaying time, and just recovering the internal energy he had just consumed. Xing Zhen didn't know that after the clear water in the gourd was drunk, the inner recovery was particularly rapid.

The old monk sweats slightly on his forehead. If the five-headed female ghost doesn't take action at this time, his life will be difficult to protect. What will happen to the five-headed female ghost? He is not in the mood to care about his life. His life is the most important thing.

He forced himself to surge in the little spiritual energy left in his body, and kept pinching his hands. He didn't look like a Buddhist sect, but more like the talismans and magic of other small Taoer sects.

The five-headed female ghost immediately distorted her face, knelt on the ground with her hands in her arms, wailing in pain and begging for mercy.

"Master, please spare me, let's take action immediately."

The old monk stopped his hand and the five-headed female ghost stood up with difficulty. His eyes showed fierce light, and he twitched the bullet and approached Xing Zhen step by step.
Chapter completed!