Zhou Wen played games and brushed copies in the Buddhist temple, and didn't care much about the quiet outside.

But An Jing outside had no choice but to care about Zhou Wen. Although Zhou Wen was in the Buddhist temple, An Jing couldn't see him at all, but she always felt that there was a gaze in the Buddhist temple looking at her.

"I'm not worse than you." An Jing forced herself to concentrate and continued to read the Little Prajna Sutra.

Perhaps it is because of the catfish effect that since Zhou Wen came, An Jing feels that she can persist more and makes progress faster.

In the past, when I read the Prajna Sutra for an hour quietly, I felt that my body and spirit reached the limit and could no longer support it.

But for some reason, or because I felt that Zhou Wen seemed to be watching her inside, An Jing persisted for an hour and a half this time, and felt that she had not reached her limit.

Zhou Wen had no idea that he had such a role, so he leaned against a pillar inside the Buddhist temple to play games.

The blood-colored villain entered the Lutai again, and the fake immortals on the front two levels had been removed. Zhou Wen directly controlled the blood-colored villain to climb to the highest third level.

"Will Lord Di be on the third floor? If she is really here, I can find her weakness in the game. Once I can defeat her, I can go to reality to make her look good." Zhou Wen was slightly excited. After letting the blood-colored villain climb to the third floor, his eyes quickly looked at the situation inside.

It is similar to the second floor. There is only one dimensional creature in the third floor. It is a cold and beautiful fairy in white sitting on the throne.

"Can she be Lord Emperor?" Zhou Wen guessed in his heart, but the man was not stunned. He directly ordered Zhulong to use the Canzhu Vision and looked at the white-clothed female fairy.

Zhou Wen was also staring at the fairy in white and was watching. The fairy in white waved her backhand, and there was a white jade pipa in her arms. Five commands were directed on the strings, and a terrifying sound wave shock suddenly occurred.

Fortunately, Zhou Wen was prepared and used the true body of the demon dragon, but was shocked by the sound wave and vomited blood and flew backwards, hitting the stone pillar of the hall.

However, almost at the same time, the fairy in white was also taken in by Zhulong's Candle Vision, and a prompt to kill the Jade Pipa Spirit appeared on the screen of the mobile phone.

"So it's the jade pipa spirit, not that demon concubine!" Zhou Wen was slightly disappointed.

The legendary Xuanyuan three demons, the nine-headed pheasant spirit, the jade pipa spirit and the nine-tailed demon fox, Zhou Wen had seen the two previous ones, but there was no trace of the nine-tailed demon fox.

Although a phantom of a nine-tailed demon fox will appear from the air to the Lutai, it is just a phantom, not the real body. The hiding vision can only reflect the original body, and it is useless to the phantom.

Managing the blood-colored villain to search on the third level, logic is that Lu Tai should not be that simple, and he is sure that the Jade Pipa Spirit is definitely not Lord Emperor.

However, Zhou Wen searched the three floors of the ancient building several times, but found nothing. Not to mention treasures, there was not even a dimensional crystal.

"It seems that the real secrets of Lutai should be below, but where is the entrance below? There is no gap in the game, how should I get in?" Zhou Wen tried to bombard the Lutai with a candle dragon, but Lutai seemed to have some mysterious power to protect it. Even if it was to see the candle vision, it could not break the Lutai.

Zhou Wen turned back and forth on the Lutai countless times, but he still couldn't find the entrance below.

Unable to find the entrance, Zhou Wen had to give up Lutai temporarily and continue to brush other copies, and at the same time exercise the life soul without taboos in the Xiaofo Temple.

For several days, Zhou Wen spent most of his time in the Small Buddha Temple. Every time he came, he could see An Jing watching the small Prajna Sutra stone tablet.

On this day, Zhou Wen was brushing the copy when he suddenly saw the light shining in the yard. The light shines in from the gate of the Buddhist temple, making the temple shine brightly.

Zhou Wen frowned slightly, walked out of the Buddhist temple and looked at it. He saw An Jing standing in front of the stone tablet, emitting a ray of light from her body, and a sun-like light and shadow condensed on her body.

The light and shadow look somewhat similar to the ancient emperor condensed by Zhou Wen. They are both fictitious and fictitious, and they also look like individuals.

The difference is that the ancient emperor is purely human-shaped light and shadow, while the quiet light and shadow seem to be holding a lighted bow and arrow in his hand, and the light and shadow are also more feminine, not as majestic as the ancient emperor, but more slender.

"The Sun Shooting Art is indeed somewhat similar to the Ancient Emperor Sutra, but the difference also exists." Zhou Wen looked at it for a while and was about to turn around and return to the Buddhist temple to continue brushing his copy, but he was stopped by Yin Jing.

"Zhou Wen, it's time to finish our affairs." An Jing stared at Zhou Wen and said.

"Is there anything we need to settle?" Zhou Wen turned around and asked at An Jing.

An Jing's eyes narrowed slightly: "I have defeated you before, don't you want to win back?"

"I never regarded you as my opponent." Zhou Wen shook his head slightly, turned around and prepared to return to the Buddhist temple.

"Stop." Zhou Wen's words aroused a quiet fighting spirit. Her soul was combined with her body, making her whole body emit a sun-like light, and there was a bow and arrow condensed into light in her hand.

Zhou Wen's sentence can be understood as never treating An Jing as an enemy, but it can also be understood as he never takes An Jing seriously. An Jing obviously believes that Zhou Wen is the latter's mentality.

She pulled away the light bow and arrow in her hand, pointed at Zhou Wen's back and continued: "Come on my arrow, and from then on, the grudge between us will be eliminated."

As soon as An Jing finished saying this, she suddenly felt a flash in front of her eyes. The light on Zhou Wen's body was blooming, even more dazzling than the light on her body. The person had already arrived in front of her, and his fists were about to hit her face like the sun.

Yin Jing gritted her teeth and retreated, raising the bow and arrow in her hand to block it.

boom!

An Jing, along with the bow and arrow, was blown away by Zhou Wen with a punch, and it crossed a distance of more than ten meters like a cannonball, and hit the wall of the temple hard.

Wow!

An Jing opened her mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood. The light on her body dimmed and fell to the ground.

"As you wish, don't bother me again." Zhou Wen was really not in the mood to play games between children with An Jing.

Back in the Buddhist temple, Zhou Wen continued to brush the copy, while sitting quietly on the ground, motionless for a while.

I still remember that she defeated Zhou Wen with one move, but now, she can't even block Zhou Wen with one punch.

After a long time, Yin Jing wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up from the ground, his eyes gradually became firm, he looked at the direction of the Buddhist temple, turned around and headed outside the Small Buddhist Temple.

"I must defeat you." Although the purpose was exactly the same as before, the quiet mentality is completely different from before.
Chapter completed!