Chapter 61: Dajingxin Mantra

The young man said with a smile:
"Why run?"
Little Kitty just wanted to open her mouth, suddenly remembered that she could not reveal her identity, and swallowed it back.
When the young man saw her lingering, she laughed, "I observed you all night and couldn't make a vacation. Little girl, you are indeed in a state of God. The old gentleman's body is still tough, and he is reluctant to consolidate."
The young man waved his hand and said, "Far away. Coming back to the truth ... The second one who can practice Kendo to the extreme is Yu Shangrong, the second head of the devil ..."
"What about third?"
"This third person ... is far in the sky and close to my eyes."
"Are you a idiot Chen Wenjie?" Luzhou wondered.
"No, no, no ... Chen Wenjie is obsessed with swordsmanship, not swordsmanship. I am different. I like swords, but also swordsmanship ... People like Chen Wenjie have an unclear position, and such people would have died of death," said the young man.
Having said that, Luzhou knows who this person is.
Fuxu said: "Love sword in his bones, Jiang Aijian."
Jiang Aijian, in order to reflect his love sword, even changed his name. In the practice world, I am afraid he is alone.
Moreover, it is a pathological pursuit.
Is also an authentic casual.
He is good at surviving in the sinister path of the practice world, which can be seen from his ability to avoid killing Zhuoping.
He has two big habits: one is to love swords; the other is not to cause trouble.
Being able to live to this day without a stand is a big part of this second addiction.
"Average." Jiang Aijian smiled.
Luzhou slightly raised his hand.
Weiming Sword appeared in his palm.
Short and delicate.
Jiang Aijian froze for a moment, straightened his eyes ...
beautiful.
I like this short and delicate feeling.
"Old, old gentleman." His voice seemed a little excited.
With a wave of Luzhou, Weiming Sword disappeared again.
Indifferently said: "If you don't want to die ... it's better not to have any hesitation on this sword."
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A dull bell rang from the direction of the altar.
Luzhou frowned slightly.
The altar is a grand ceremony of the two demons, how can there be the bells of the Buddha?
Jiang Aijian was surprised: "Mr. Old, the people in the altar are very cluttered. The place where the demon practitioners gather is extremely dangerous. I suggest that you don't go there. I heard that the maiden selected this time is the fifth in the magical court of Jinting Mountain. Witches. Haha, witches are saints ... wonderful stories in the world. "
Luzhou ignored him.
Jiang Aijian said suddenly again, "But it ’s okay. If the old man went there and was accidentally killed, I would get the sword. By then, I would collect the corpse for the old man and find a place of feng shui. Well buried. "
That's just finished.
Little Kitty's anger erupted: "Get hit!"
Light as a swallow, as imposing as a rainbow.
The fierce vitality formed ripples.
Jiang Aijian then stopped and retreated, secretly whispering: "So irritable little girl ... not like a normal divine situation!"
"Hum, see if I can't beat you all to find teeth ..."
"Girl, don't force me to sword." Jiang Aijian backed up again.
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The direction of the altar came out again with a dull bell.
And the bells are getting more and more urgent.
Luzhou glanced at Jiang Aijian. This person is just a casual person. He just loves swords ... there is no need to waste a prop card on him.
"Jieer, let's go." Luzhou waved his hand.
A roar came from the forest not far away.
Behemoth-like mounts ran and ran.
Woo--
The low voice stunned the beasts of the forest.
The momentum of the King of Beasts was chilling.
Jiang Aijian was shocked.
The legendary mount ... he quickly put his hands back, volleyed back, tiptoeed, and jumped backwards, avoiding Xiao Jie's edge.
"It turned out to be a master ..."
Those who can have legendary mounts are not only masters of fame.
Although Jiang Aijian loves swords, he loves life more.
"Mr. Old ... the altar is extremely dangerous ... don't you go?" Jiang Aijian suspended the air archway.
"My husband has his own plans."
Luzhou leapt a little and jumped on the magpie.
The tusks appeared.
Xiao Jieer snorted at Jiang Aijian and jumped on the puppet.
Jiang Aijian could only watch the two fly to the altar.
He touched his chin, thinking.
"Are you chasing after all?"
"What if you meet the old devil?"
Jiang Aijian was very tangled, pondered for a moment, and made a decision. "I'm not involved in their dispute ... Yeah, just do it. When he's dead, I'll collect him."
After speaking, he walked away from the sky and caught up.
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Alas.
Alas.
Above the altar.
The huge Dakong Temple Hida is suspended.
There are dozens of monks with their hands folded, constantly reading the scriptures.
The buzzing chanting echoed around.
Luzhou and Xiaojie are a little far away, sounding like a hum of mosquitoes.
He did not choose to move on, but fell near the altar.
The building complex of the altar is extremely large.
The base porch is ring-shaped and has forty-eight doors.
The square covered the surrounding area for several miles.
Ordinary people must not approach at will.
When Luzhou stepped into the altar, the rumbling bells stirred up.
Disturbing.
Luzhou slightly raised his hand.
"Buddhist meditation."
"Why are a group of monks here?" Muttered Xiao Xieer.
The Dajingxin mantra has a strong deterrent ability to the enemy. It is a large-scale trick released by collective recitation.
Only those bald donkeys at Dakong Temple can do this!
"Be quiet and restless. Dajing Meditation chants at most five times ..." Luzhou stood in place, looking up at the flying magpie in the sky.
This may be a good thing.
Dajing Meditation can deter most practitioners.
Then Luzhou's weakness that the fatal blow card that he was worried about before could not be massed up, it no longer exists.
only……
He was thinking, Dakong Temple has never asked the world, how could it suddenly appear here?
The bells rang.
Dajingxin curse is like a buzzing bark like countless flies.
Luzhou reluctantly shook his head ... I don't know who is enjoying this meditation curse at the moment, how is his mood?
After a while.
The buzz of Dajing's curse disappeared.
The entire altar fell into silence.
"Let's go." Lu Zhou and Xiao Jieer walked towards the altar.
Came near the Shrine.
No one noticed Luzhou and Xiaojie.
The two successfully mixed into the crowd.
Xiao Jie pointed at a nearby flying owl and said, "It's the flying owl of the Mocha Sect!"
Except for Mocha Sect.
Around the Shrine Square, the flags of the famous and famous faction of Jingmingdao are still floating.
Sure enough ... the surrounding pathists, as well as the demon pathists, all looked ugly and looked a little breathlessly from above.
Luzhou's eyes swept around the altar ... under the gaze of the real eye, almost all of UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com appeared hostile.
If you reveal your identity, you still have to?
It is difficult to take away Zhaoyue from so many forces.
Three shots were impeccable, three fatal blows ... it was enough to retreat all over.
at this time.
Above the altar, a monk flew from the flying puppet, slowly falling.
His hands clasped, and his eyes shone with golden light.
"Dakong Sikongxuan?" Someone was surprised.
When Xuan Xuan slowly fell, his voice sounded: "The abbot has a command, Zhao Yue, the maiden of this ceremony, will be taken away by Dakong Temple. Donors, forgive me."
"Bald donkey! Did you take it away, my maiden, and put me where you are?" A man in a robe pointed at Xuan Xuan and cursed.
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