: 684, don't fight your mind, this is my apprentice (three more)

684, don't make up your mind, this is my disciple (three more) The atmosphere in the room is gradually condensing, and the two eyes are nervous and look forward to watching Tong Lao, I hope he will make a sound.
After a while, Tong Lao’s eyes were fascinated. He spit out a suffocating sigh, stretched his hand and wiped off a layer of black sticky material at the corner of his mouth. This turned to his own little child.
"The little child, it’s not easy for the teacher to live again. It’s not easy!"
Ren Lao said with excitement: "Tong brother, you really lived, great!"
Tong Lao nodded. He glanced at his body. Some disgusted: "I am going to change clothes, little children, you are waiting outside for me."
Ming Ms. Yan returned from the surprise and immediately went out.
Anyway, the master is alive.
She stood outside the door, waiting a little embarrassed, and some worried that the master might still be physically wrong, because he had a lot of blood, and before he shouted so miserable, so scary.
Not long after, Tong Lao was refreshed. He reached out and touched the little apprentice who had come to him. He smiled and said: "You may be frightened by this little girl!"
Mingwu nodded, "Master, are you really okay? You are loud in front of you..."
Tong Lao lightly coughed, not carelessly: "The trapped trouble is solved, the pain in the soul of the teacher is very heavy, but it can be alive! It is difficult for you to swear. Go, let's take a look at Brahma Gate.

Mingwu Yan glanced at the old man behind the master. Master, is this the current status of the Fanmen?
Ren Lao nodded to her. "I just told the master of the matter about you."
Mingwuyan followed his master and whispered: "Master, why is the head of Brahma Gate going to be plagued?"
Tong Lao cares for his own spiritual whisker. If he thinks thoughtfully: "It seems that Brahma brothers don't trust my eyesight. He should not do what I said."
He is now more worried about other people, not to be infected, so that the entire Van Gogh loss will be miserable.
Because Tong Lao appeared, the entire Fanmen was boiling, and the Fan River and the Vatican immediately rushed over and silently followed the master and went to Brahma Gate.
Tong Lao looked at the smoky Vatican and sighed, and sprinkled a lot of the spirits. These medicinal herbs fell into a burst of spiritual fog, which slowly purifies the Vatican. air……
Mingwu Yan looked at him silently, thinking that there are still many things that he has to learn from the master!
Tong Lao stood still when he walked to the place where the Brahman Gate was parked in the body, slightly bent, and then sighed heavily, and then the old man poured a bottle of medicinal herbs into the coffin.
In an instant, the body of the Brahma Gate was turned into a pool of liquid. Soon, these liquids formed a black nucleus.
"Ren Shidi, the nuclear spirit of the spirit of the Brahma brothers is buried! Here you arrange, I take my little ones to look elsewhere."
"Good." Ren Lao nodded and arranged for other people in Brahma Gate to do things.
Prince Tianfan was in the crowd, quietly watching the little girl and her master left Brahma Gate.
He was fortunate in his heart at the moment, but fortunately she saved her master, otherwise, waiting for her will be a disaster from the Fanmen.
The person who looked at this scene in the dark also had Xue Yihan. He saw Tong Lao leave with a chaotic baby, and he was relieved.
However, when he saw several people in the crowd, his twilight was cold.
Nielanduo, really is not afraid of death!
Soon, there was another person in the darkness. He approached the cold and whispered a whisper in his ear.
Xue Yihan glanced at the distance, nodded and immediately left the door.
On the other side, Mingwuyan went to the Fanyin Gate with his master. When the disciples who saw the Fanyinmen were waiting, she looked at her master and didn't know what she could do.
The disciples of Fanyinmen did not move the body of the door of the Sanskrit door privately. Therefore, he was also the same as when he returned to the Fanmen.
Tong Lao glanced at the head of the sacred Fanyin, took his hand out and took a pulse, and then said to his little apprentice: "You come to give a pulse to the head of the Fanyin..."
Mingwuyan looked at his master with a puzzled look, then walked up under the eyes of Wan Cong, and the palm of his hand shook, and a glimmer of light fell on the pulse of the Fanyin Gate...
Speaking of the pulse, unless it is important, she does not give hands to the pulse, the most is the soul and soul diagnosis, and this is also easier to use.
After a while, she looked at her master strangely. "The situation of the head of the Fanyin is different from that of the master. Although it is also a trapped soul, his body has spiritual fluctuations. Why?"
Before the Vatican said that these heads were dead, it is reasonable to say that there should be no spiritual fluctuations.
Tong Lao nodded with a thumbs up. "This old guy is clever. When he is in trouble, he uses a spiritual add-on technique. It depends on me. If it is not you smart, he really killed me."
According to his plan, it is not so difficult and troublesome for his little apprentice to save himself. This is the old guy of the Fanyin brother.
Mingwuyan did not understand much, but knew that the occasion was wrong, and did not ask much, waiting for the master to order.
Tong Lao did not rush to save the door of the Sanskrit, but pointed to the body of the Fanyin head to teach his little apprentice on the spot, telling her how this situation was formed, how they used the trapped soul, and How to solve this, this is actually a waste of half an hour.
The four-way view of the Sanskrit door is a bit confusing, thinking that this Tong Lao and Xue Yan Shimei did not save people first.
However, Tongzhangmen is here, and these younger generations did not dare to say anything.
For a while, Tong Lao said to his little child: "Shantou, you can save him once again by saving me."
He wants this old guy to owe himself a life, so that he can teach her disciples in the future, not to worry about his own little baby.
Mingwuyan gave the only one of the medicinal herbs to his master. He whispered: "With this one, I am not sure if I can save you. If you refine it, you will be rushing back."
Tong Lao glanced at the medicinal herb with pure color and the light of the most natural light. His face was a little heavy: "It’s hard for you to make this hoe. In order to refine this remedy, it actually hurts the soul. Take care of it for you."
He said, he took the medicinal herbs and gave them to the door of the Fanyin.
Mingwuyan looked strangely at his master. The master said that she had lost her heart because of alchemy? She is not there!
She quietly checked her body and soul, and it was very good!
It’s hard to get hurt, don’t you know?
Just as she was self-examining, the door of the Sanskrit door sat up from the coffin, and as her own master began to look like a scam.
After a while, the door of the door of the Van Gogh door spoke up. The beard on the chin was awkward and looked a bit funny. It was a bit like a long tongue. It was a bit like the funny zombies seen in the previous movie. I didn’t dare to laugh when I laughed, I kept my head down.
"I still believe in this old thing." Fanyin door looked at the light Tong Lao, could not help but licked his beard.
Tong Lao gave him a look. "You old guy almost killed me, and if it wasn't my little one, you have already been buried..."
Tong Lao immediately boasted his own disciple in this old guy, and his face was proud.
Fanyin’s head glanced at the little girl who stood at the side of Tong’s old man and kept his head down. He nodded.
Well, a very clean girl with a good eye.

Mingwuyan looked up and looked at the head of Fanyin, and smiled politely. After all, this is the first time she officially saw the head of Fanyinmen.
Fanyin’s head looked at Mingwuyan again and smiled and looked at Tong’s old man.
It’s still a pretty little girl, and the door is very good.

At the head of the Fanyin Gate, Tong Laojiao gave him a look. "Don't fight your mind, this is my disciple, I have to go right."
The door of the Fanyin smiled and smiled for the first time. "Okay, from today, she is also a disciple of my Sanskrit. Let's go and see how other people are doing. Little girl, you too come together!"
So, in the eyes of everyone's shock, watching the Fanyin head and Tong Lao led their Xueyan sister and left.
Nie Yunqian stood in the crowd and looked at the back of Xue Yan with a look.
Why is that nasty gimmick so lucky to become a disciple of the head of the family, know that there are very few disciples in the entire door of the Sanskrit door, and the disciples of the head are not on the leaderboard, but also enjoy the ranking. The members of the list are treated the same.
It was really mad at her, and a catastrophe in Fanmen actually made this snow that did not know where to come from.
It’s very nice to see the moon in the sky, because she knows that Xue Yan’s real name is true. For the royal medicine, she has the true ability. She was injured before, and she saved it. Therefore, she is very happy for her now.
The Mingwuyan behind the two heads was originally worried that because they had no remedy, they could not save other elders. However, what surprised her was that when they arrived at the elders of the Vatican Gate, they died. People have already woken up, scared other people, and Mingwuyan has been shocked.
"Master, why are they..."
Fanyin’s head smiled and explained:
I used the Sanskrit mystery privately, and used a dragging spell on them. I woke up and they were fine. Only your master should suffer more...

Tong Lao heard this cold snoring, but he did not really blame him.
Ming Mist Yan sighed a sigh, and sure enough, the people of Fanmen are not ordinary people. These heads are even more powerful. This is also true, although she does not know what the so-called Sanskrit mystery is.
"Oh, it’s a pity that Brahma’s brother..." Tong Lao sighed.
The head of the Fanyin is calm: "When I want to use the maneuvering spell on him, he has used the Brahma method himself and rejected my curse of the Sanskrit. This is also a life!"
Mingwuyan sees these elders and the heads chatting, and they don't want to bother them. They converge on the side and listen to them, until the eyes of the Fanyin head fall on her again, which makes Mingwuyan become everyone's attention. Focus.
"Tong Shidi, you said, let this girl marry the ice night or Tianfan?"