Chapter 608 Don't Go Too Far

It's getting late.

The red-haired ghost frowned and asked, "Why are his descendants here?"

"Borrow the "Miaofa Lotus Sutra" to read." The old monk said.

The red-haired ghost sneered and said, "It turned out to be the first secret scripture of this alchemy way, no wonder it came all the way."

The old monk said: "It's just a scripture. If his descendants want to read it, he can read the scriptures in the Book Collection Pavilion."

"You are generous."

The red-haired ghost grumbled.

At this moment, Su Zimo came to the backyard, ready to go to the red-haired ghost to drink a bowl of spiritual water.

The old monk put away the crane, turned and left with no expression on his face.

The red-haired ghost put the spiritual water in front of him, then lay on the ground, turned his body, turned his back to Su Zimo, said nothing, and was a little gloomy.

Su Zimo was at a loss, wondering what the nerves of this red-haired ghost were going to do.

Su Zimo didn't ask or think about it.

In ten years, he already knew something about the red-haired ghost.

Some things, even if he doesn't ask, the red-haired ghost will take the initiative to say.

But some things, even if he pestered the red-haired ghost to ask, the latter wouldn't say a word.

Su Zimo raised his head and drank the spiritual water, sat on the ground, and began to practice.

...

The old monk left the ancient temple, and after a while, he turned back.

There were two more people beside the old monk.

To be precise, a person and a demon!

The cultivator in front looked young, with a cultivation base in the Golden Core Realm, wearing a purple Taoist robe, with sword brows on his temples, his face with clear water chestnuts, and an indifferent expression.

The purple-robed monk's eyes flickered, and wherever he passed, it seemed that even the air was still!

Just standing there will make you unable to resist!

Behind the purple-robed cultivator, there stood a tall man more than two meters tall, covered with long hair, with an open chest, thick bones, and scarlet rays of light jumping in his eyes.

Anyone with some eyesight can see that although this big man has transformed into a human form, he is a full-fledged monster!

The big man's body is very demonic, and his eyes are flickering with fierce light, obviously he is not a kind person!

The old monk said: "There are no rules in this ancient temple. You are not allowed to set foot in the backyard. In other areas, you can go wherever you want. If you want to read any scriptures, just go and fetch it."

The purple-robed cultivator nodded, his eyes turned and landed directly on Mingzhen.

At this time, Mingzhen closed the scriptures in his hand, just got up, and was about to salute the purple-robed monk when he heard the indifferent voice of the purple-robed monk.

"Bring the scriptures in your hand, because...I want to read them."

Ming was stunned for a moment.

In the ancient temple, it is rare that there is one more person. Even if this person does not open his mouth, Mingzhen will take the initiative to ask for it.

But now, the tone of the purple-robed cultivator is really disgusting.

It's more of an order.

You are welcome!

Mingzhen could feel it, the purple-robed cultivator didn't take him seriously at all, as if he was instructing a servant.

Mingzhen looked at the old monk subconsciously.

The old monk sighed in his heart.

After all, this is a matter between the younger generation, even if the attitude of the purple-robed cultivator is unpleasant, he is not easy to criticize.

As long as the two sides do not fight to the point of beating to death, the old monk does not want to intervene.

The old monk took the purple-robed monk to the ancient temple, and then returned to the Mahavira Hall, closing the door.

"Monk, are you deaf? Master, he wants to see the scripture in your hand, so why don't you bring it up quickly!" The long-haired man behind the purple-robed monk scolded.

Mingzhen frowned.

After hesitating for a while, Mingzhen still handed over the "Miaofa Lotus Sutra" in his hand.

The purple-robed cultivator took it over, his expression was as usual, and he didn't even glance at Mingzhen.

It all seems reasonable.

Mingzhen wasn't annoyed, just smiled, turned around and picked up another scripture, and realized it.

At this moment, the door of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion was pushed open with a creak.

A little fluffy thing came out of it, with fiery red hair all over his body, as if covered in a flame, it was the little fox who had just woken up.

The little fox yawned again and again, raised its small paws, and was rubbing its sleepy eyes, and almost tripped over the threshold of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Ming really smiles.

The purple-robed cultivator turned a blind eye, his mind all fell on the "Miaofa Lotus Sutra" in his hand, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

The long-haired man behind him saw the little fox, his eyes instantly straightened!

The little fox shuddered and woke up.

The long-haired man grinned and said, "Master, there is a fox here, I took it away!"

"Um."

The purple-robed monk responded.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The long-haired man's eyes flashed with lewd light, he pressed towards the little fox, and grinned, "Little thing, where do you want to hide?"

Looking at the little fox who was terrified and was constantly retreating, the long-haired man looked even more excited.

Swish!

At this moment, the long-haired man only felt that there was one more person in front of him.

Mingzhen put his hands together and said solemnly, "This benefactor, please stop!"

The long-haired man was full of lust and wicked thoughts. He was blocked from the way, his face suddenly became extremely ugly, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he asked, "This fox is your Taoist companion?"

"No." Mingzhen shook his head.

"Is she your spirit beast?" the long-haired man asked again.

"No." Mingzhen shook his head.

The long-haired man is like an iron tower, looking down at Mingzhen, with a domineering aura, grinning, and saying, "Then you won't let me go away!"

"no."

This time, Ming Zhen didn't back away, his tone was firm and unquestionable!

"Monk, you have some means, and you also want to stop me!"

The long-haired man stretched out his huge palm, and the fingertips of his five fingers flashed with a cold light, and grabbed directly at Mingzhen's head!

This time, if it is real, there will be five more blood holes immediately.

"Buzz!"

Mingzhen does not dodge or avoid, and speaks Sanskrit.

"Roar!"

Just as Mingzhen spit out the Sanskrit, the long-haired man also burst into a roar at Mingzhen!

In an instant, the heaven and the earth shook, and the wind and clouds changed color!

This roar instantly broke Mingzhen's Great Bright Curse.

The strength of the long-haired man is terrifyingly strong!

The palm of the long-haired man descended, and there was no way to retreat, and the spiritual power spurted out from the fingertips, condensing a lotus flower, and greeted him.

boom!

The palm of the long-haired man collided with the lotus flower.

A brief pause.

The lotus slammed into pieces!

Mingzhen groaned and stepped back three steps.

Boom!

Without waiting for him to react, the fist of the long-haired man came down again, like a huge hammer, smashing down fiercely, and there was a loud noise in the void!

In Mingzhen's eyes, a hint of hesitation flashed.

Now, the best way is to release the Golden Core Vision.

However, when the golden elixir vision is sacrificed, it is a signal to separate life and death!

After all, the two people were brought to the monastery by the master. Could it be that he wanted to sacrifice the golden elixir vision to separate life and death?

Just after such a hesitation, the fist of the long-haired man has come to the front.

Mingzhen can only resist in a hurry, bursting with blood, Jindan is running at full strength, arms up!

boom!

Mingzhen's whole body was punched out by the long-haired man, and he rolled around on the ground several times, embarrassed.

"hey-hey!"

The long-haired man chased after him, his eyes flashing fiercely, and he said coldly, "With this little ability, you still want to stop me!"

"Don't overdo it."

At this moment, another voice suddenly sounded in the courtyard. It was quiet and peaceful, as if there was a mysterious magic power that could make people put down the sword!