I Rely on Caution to Cultivate to Immortality Chapter 431: Dead?

Anyway, next, Qing Bofeng and the abbot of Mingzhao Temple gave each other a few words of humility, but because Qing Bofeng insisted on leaving, the abbot of Mingzhao Temple couldn't stop him, so he could only give it to Minran and other juniors Each person has a storage ring, so they are not willing to send them away.

As for Qing Bofeng, he naturally got a storage ring with richer content. After all, the most powerful sword fairy on land in the Lianyuan Great World can't be repaid by just a few natural treasures!

This time, Mingzhao Temple owed Qing Bofeng a small favor.

When the figures of Qing Bofeng and others disappeared completely, the smiling and gentle look on the face of the abbot of Mingzhao Temple gradually faded away, replaced by an infinitely solemn killing intent!

"Where's the female demon cultivator?"

"Go back to the abbot, it's still closed in the back mountain."

"Is there any abnormality?"

"Back to the abbot, no. It's just..."

"Just what?"

Seeing that the abbot of Mingzhao Temple was a little impatient, the monk who answered hastily continued.

"It's just that Buddha also went to the back mountain just now. It seems that he went to see the female demon Xiu."

"...huh!"

He snorted coldly, and the abbot of Mingzhao Temple was so angry that his whole body trembled. Because of the presence of outsiders before, he, the abbot, could barely control his temper. In fact, he didn't know how much he wanted to strangle that female demon cultivator!

Acacia Sect has existed for many years, and they often kidnapped and abducted monks who were not experienced in the world in their Mingzhao Temple for cultivation. Buddhist practice, so Mingzhao Temple has never been serious about Hehuan Sect.

But now, the Hehuan Sect is really deceiving people too much! Even their disciples were abducted by Qi Ying, that female demon cultivator! Fortunately, the abbot checked Wushou's body before, Yuan Yang was not lost.

Ordinary monks are fine, as long as they don't indulge in love in front of the golden core, it doesn't matter. But the Buddha's practice is quite special, and he pays attention to boy's work. Especially for Wushou, who is a disciple of Buddha, Mingzhao Temple has stricter requirements on him. If you violate the **** precepts, you are blatantly offending the true Buddha!

"I remember, before Wushou, I seemed to have spoken a few words to a female cultivator from the Qing family?"

At this time, one of the two monks who supervised Wushou removed a Buddhist bead from his wrist, and the scene of Wushou talking with Minran was thrown into the air.

The abbot of Mingzhao Temple stared at it again, and his expression softened a little.

"This little friend is honest."

It's more than just sincerity, it's every word in my heart! It's just that even an outsider can see their painstaking efforts, why can't they see it without longevity?

Is that female witch so good? Is it good enough for him to abandon the sect? However, the anger turned into anger, and after a while, the abbot of Mingzhao Temple got up and wobbled towards the back mountain.

"No, I have to go to see how the child Wushou is doing. Don't follow me first!"

Leaving this sentence behind, the abbot of Mingzhao Temple left in a hurry. Less than a breath after he left, the monk who was in charge of imprisoning the black-clothed demon cultivator hurried over.

"Live, host?"

"What's wrong? Could it be that the magician ran away..."

It was also the elder of Mingzhao Temple who answered the conversation. Seeing the monk's mournful expression, he immediately suppressed the smile from the corner of his mouth, and his expression became serious.

"Really ran away?"

"No. It's that demon cultivator... dead!"

"Dead?"

The elder of Mingzhao Temple hurriedly followed to check, but when he arrived, he did find that the black-clothed demon cultivator's limbs were stiff, with blood dripping all over the floor, and he fell stiffly on the ground. When he touched his body, he found that he had lost his breath. Even the magic baby disappeared, it seems that he died long ago.

But what Qing Bofeng and others handed over is obviously an extremely healthy demon cultivator!

It's fortunate that he is a demon cultivator, and fortunate that Qing Bofeng and his group have already left, otherwise they would have been alive when they were handed over, and they would have died shortly after entering Mingzhao Temple. Wouldn't it make them suffer?

Simply asking a few young monks to clean up the black-clothed Moxiu's body, the elder of Mingzhao Temple was silent for a long time, but couldn't help but look at Wushou's position.

Fortunately, it's not far away, just in time to hear the angry roar of the abbot!

"For such a female demon cultivator, you actually forgot all the Buddhism and Buddhism that you have studied for most of your life? Do you know how many people she has killed?"

"...disciple knows."

"Then you know, those people who were killed will not be mentioned for the time being, but the family members of those people, what should they do in the future to relieve the pain caused by the death of their loved ones?"

"... disciple, I don't know."

"Even so, you still want to be with this witch?"

"...Yes!"

"...Okay, good, good!"

The abbot of Mingzhao Temple was trembling with anger. Looking at Wushou who sat cross-legged and taciturn and unrepentant, the abbot had no choice but to glare at Qi Ying, the demon cultivator who was hiding behind the iron gate. , and then wobbled away.

Not to mention, although the abbot of Mingzhao Temple is a bit muscular, his speed is really fast. In just a short while, he had already left the range of the back mountain and went to the front.

The elder thinks that the abbot probably went to the Buddha to cry again.

Sighing softly, the elder glanced at Moxiu who fell to the ground and could not die again from the corner of his eyes, and immediately reacted. Don't say that the abbot is pitiful, he is actually quite pitiful, and it is necessary to properly arrange the aftermath of this demon cultivator.

What a shame!

The body of the demon cultivator in black was rolled up by two young novice monks with a sackcloth, and then lifted up. According to the instructions of the elders in the temple, he placed it far away at the foot of a big tree. I hope that with the help of this big green tree, I can wash away the filthy aura from Moxiu's body.

These two little novice monks were relatively honest. They forcibly dug a two-foot-deep hole, and then put the black-clothed demon's body with the sackcloth in it, and recited the Sutra of Rebirth before leaving. .

It was night, and many small creatures had already gathered on the padded soil bag. One of Yuxue's cute little white rabbits wobbled to the highest point of the hill, pawing the ground continuously with its paws. Don't look at the cuteness of this rabbit, but it actually eats meat.

It keenly senses that there is meat in this mountain bag ~IndoMTL.com~, so it is so hasty. However, its luck is not very good tonight.

Just as it sank into the freshly dug soil, and the smell of meat that its nose smelled was getting stronger and stronger, a pale and skinny hand suddenly got out of the mountain bag, and then grabbed it accurately. That daring rabbit!

"Squeak..."

The rabbit only had time to scream halfway, and the blood all over its body seemed to be sucked away in an instant, and it gradually flattened down!

At the same time, the hand holding the rabbit started to become swollen strangely! There was more and more flesh between the fingers, and finally turned into a normal man's hand with fine bones and flesh.

"Crash!"

Drilling out from the ground and sweeping away the dust that got in the way, the black-clothed magician heaved a long sigh of relief.

But now is not the time to be careless, so he only had time to find the right direction, strangled a few small animals, and after his body was replenished, he galloped away in the direction Zhuang Xinyan left!