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A monk who seemed crazy and indifferent appeared in front of him, with a broken hat, fan, broken shoes and patched clothes.

He sat cross-legged, and above the clouds in front of him, a brown gourd was placed. The mouth of the gourd was opened and he poured it directly into his lips. The rich wine scent dissipated, and the fragrance spreaded for ten miles, attracting greed.

Without any scruples, he drank directly in front of Yang Qifeng.

Yang Qifeng was extremely afraid of the guy in front of him who had no elegance of a monk, and the Arhat of the Dragon Subduing Arhat.

Although this dragon-subduing Arhat was strong, he was the ******* arhat among the five hundred arhats, but he was not in Yang Qifeng's eyes, because his strength was not the strongest among the **** arhats, but he was a medium-sized and inferior. This one was famous for his dullness and solemnity, and he was a school of monks who were only interested in scriptures and did not understand the world. Therefore, he was directly sent by the Buddha to experience the lower realm, but it was this one who had a huge change when he was practicing in the lower realm.

The dull and honest dragon-subduing Arhat in the past disappeared, and was replaced by a cunning Jigong who was like a ghost.

Not only did he drink and eat meat, but he also swears casually. He was simply a scum among scum, a shame for Buddhism. But such a person, his supernatural powers and magical powers were greatly improved, and his ability was so high that he later became the ******* Arhat. He was not a Bodhisattva who could be better than a Bodhisattva.

When the Buddhist sect took action, Yang Qifeng had a premonition. Wu Meiniang wanted to capture him, relying on her own strength alone, unless Wu Meiniang took action personally, but this point can basically be ruled out. As long as Yang Qifeng did not take the initiative to go to the Shendu, Wu Meiniang would not move lightly. She wanted to take over the Shendu and harmonize Yin and Yang. There was no big deal and would not leave. Even if she dealt with something like Yang Qifeng, Huoyun Cave and Buddhism would take action.

Yang Qifeng did not move, and this Jigong did not move either. He held the gourd in his hand and drank the wine quietly, not caring about everything in front of him.

His main purpose was to hold him back. Yang Qifeng had some understanding in his heart and could not stay for a long time and had to leave now.

Yang Qifeng turned decisively and headed towards the east. The wine gourd that was originally sent to his lips was swept by Jigong. The wine was sprinkled out, and the spiritual power around him swarmed in. In a blink of an eye, a river hung across the sky, intercepting Yang Qifeng's direction of his way forward. The wine was surging and the waves were rolling. Jigong shook his head and said with a pity; "This gourd is wasted wine."

At this moment, Yang Qifeng's body, which was originally fleeing, immediately turned around.

The moment he saw Jigong, he didn't know that it was a difficult thing to escape in front of him. Jigong was extremely capable. He had confirmed his own path and condensed the Taoist fruit. He was only one line away from the realm of great supernatural powers. He did not break through himself. He had the same idea as Yang Jian. If he wanted to pursue a higher realm, he had to lay a solid foundation, especially in terms of time and space, he had to be in front of the realm of great supernatural powers.

Otherwise, Jigong could also rely on the current great fortune of Buddhism to directly condense a Daluo Golden Immortal's position, and he had this aspect of accumulation and foundation.

When he really fights, Yang Qifeng is not a match for Jigong, and he will definitely be defeated. But Jigong wants to kill him unless Yang Qifeng fights to the death and fights hard with Jigong. So he flees directly as soon as he meets him, in order to attract Jigong to take action and create opportunities for him. Now that the opportunity has come, he will certainly not miss it. The black sword appears in his hand, and he is a knife in the air.

With one knife, the immortals and gods will be able to escape.

The heaven and earth changed color and turned into a cage of flames. The four pillars of fire were burning violently, supporting this cage.

Jigong sat cross-legged and did not get up. A wave of his palm swept, and a wave appeared. The broken fan in his hand gently waved it. The flame burned in front of him was directly squirted by the broken fan and retreated about a foot. He seemed to have encountered some kind of toy. He looked at the flame in front of him with a smile, waved the broken fan in his hand, and kept fanning the flame away. He had a lot of fun.

Yang Qifeng took this opportunity to leave directly, and he did not continue to attack because he knew that the next attack would be futile and would not have any effect at all.

The strength of this Jigong actually ignored the golden flame of the sun and used the golden flame as a plaything. Unless he cultivated the golden flame of the sun and reached the second level and had a strong flame, he could compete with the Jingong for power.

Yang Qifeng's movements were all looked at by Jigong. He opened his mouth and smiled, but one hand touched his waist. A rag pocket was taken out directly by Jigong. The pocket was light blue, but there was a green patch on it. It looked extremely matched with Jigong himself, and it was extremely inconsistent. He threw it gently into the sky, his pocket opened, and a surge of attraction was transmitted.

Countless storms of wind, but they were all attracted by their pockets. The long river of wine that was spilled out was pulled in at the first time. The pocket was like a huge mouth, and it opened directly to drink the wine.

His body was stiff, and an invisible confinement suddenly fell. Facing this attraction force, he had no resistance. His body gradually shrank and was flying towards the pocket. The vocabulary bag instantly appeared in his mind, but it was immediately eliminated by Yang Qifeng. The vocabulary bag was the treasure of the future Buddha Maitreya Buddha. It was not impossible for him to appear in the hands of Jigong, but this look was absolutely different.

There is only one Duke Ji, and the Buddha will not be the same as Duke Ji in the future.

This is a copy, especially Yang Qifeng, who felt that although his body was stiff, he did not have room for movement.

His eyes were bright and his magic power surged. His extreme resistance was in vain. He was getting closer and closer to his pocket. Just as he was about to be sucked in by this pocket, a light flashed on Yang Qifeng's body, and a figure separated and expanded rapidly, with a nose and eyes. It was the image of Yang Qifeng. An incarnation appeared and directly crossed in front of the race bag. Yang Qifeng directly turned into a rainbow and disappeared into the sky.
Chapter completed!