Chapter 140: Supreme secret

The chill rose from the bottom of my heart, and the sable knew it. He remembered the wicked people who were punished by him, and they ended up at the time.

But today, I finally met a more evil one, and my life is not guaranteed. But what makes him depressed is that he has run into a bad habit, and this luck is really against the sky.

I know that the monk is good, but the first time I saw the monk, I met the evil.

"Door, your physique is very special, the exercises are very strange, just too rigid, this is not a good phenomenon, just very easy to fold, the old man just helps you." The monk is grinning, but the hand is hot, faceless , and pinched the leg bones of the purple scorpion again.

"Dead vulture, do you save others by breaking the bones of others?" Zi Yan is dying, has seen shameless, but has never seen such shameless.

Obviously, I am doing evil, but it is such a treasure. * I also put on a look that I am helping you.

"Door, you misunderstood the old man, I will not go to **** who will go to hell, misunderstanding will be misunderstood, the old man knows that it is to save people, the Buddha will see." The monk handed a light golden light, once again pinched the purple Another leg bone of the cockroach.

At this point, the skeleton of the purple scorpion was broken, and it was already motionless. The pain of the bursts almost made him faint.

"Dead vulture, if there is an afterlife, I will not let you go." Zi Yan has been desperate, and the whole body is full of hatred.

"The donor, you are in love, you will be grateful to me, but unfortunately, you are destined to have no future life." The monk is still laughing, but the smile is even more prosperous.

After that, he stretched out from his arms, pulled out a cyan porcelain bottle, poured out a medicinal herb from it, and smiled: "The donor, this is a supreme treasure, which will allow you to continue to lose weight and become soft and soft. There is no root in cultivation."

Said, the monk will let the purple scorpion swallow this remedy.

Zi Yan was speechless at the moment. He seriously doubted whether the monk was mentally disordered. He even saved him and saved him, and he took out a supreme treasure.

Baodan exudes a touch of fragrance, some familiar, Ziyan eyes swept away, almost did not blow up the lungs, this is what Baodan ah, is the ordinary return to Dan, and is the cheapest One year ago, the purple scorpion swallowed the existence of a bottle.

The monk had a little bit in his hand, and Baodan had been swallowed by the purple sable. After that, his finger scatters the golden light and points to the purple sable.

"The donor, this is the supreme secret of the old man's cultivation, which can accelerate the refining of Baodan and allow you to speed up recovery."

The monk is laughing and laughing. Like a Maitreya Buddha, the golden light is shining between the fingers. He constantly points out, and suddenly the golden energy enters into the body. Like the flowing water, these golden energy constantly flow into the purple body, making him feel pain. Reduced a lot.

"The donor, there is my supreme treasure, plus the lack of merit, so that your bones are soft and soft, and the road to cultivation is unimpeded. This is a great merit." Monk treasure*, grinning, very It is happy.

"Did he really come to save me?" The pain eased, and the purple eyes eased a lot. When he saw the smiling face of the monk, he doubted himself.

"But that's really a common gas, the same color, the same smell, and there is no feeling in the body."

"Don't it, Bao Dan is like this, just my eyes, can't see it."

The monk is very serious, and at every broken bone, a golden energy is produced, which makes the purple enamel feel very comfortable.

Now Zizhen once doubted himself, did he misunderstand the monk.

"The extremes of things must be reversed. It is very easy to fold. Is my body really like this, although it is tough, but when it reaches a pole, it will bring counter-effects."

Zi Yan’s heart is not at the end, and people are really helping themselves. The object must be reversed, he has heard it, but he does not understand what it means.

But immediately after hearing the words of the monk, the eyes of the purple smoldering fire, the body smoked.

"The donor, the supreme Baodan plus the mysterious method, a total of one thousand yuan stone." The monk is laughing, after saying a thousand yuan stone, the mouth will crack, the purple enamel has seen each other's back molars.

"This **** is stealing money, a thousand yuan stone!" Purple wants to cry, finally understand everything.

Where is the other party saving him, is this clearly doing business, breaking his own body, swallowing himself back to the gas, and playing a few golden energy, it is a thousand yuan stone.

"Robbers, robbers!" Zi Yan snarled again, crying without tears.

It’s really unfortunate that I’ve run into this kind of thing, which is more terrible than robbers and bandits. It is said that the robbers are terrible, and now Zixiao knows that evil is more terrible.

"The donor, the old man sees your expression is not right, is it too expensive, rest assured, old man, I am a monk, virginity, the last time the youth, like you, gave me a thousand yuan stone." Pro, monk Also came, "Remember, it is Yuanshi, not those broken stones."

"puff!"

The purple scorpion did not hold back, directly spit a blood, almost sprayed on the face of the monk, but was escaped by the latter, which made the purple scorpion very depressed.

"I don't have a stone." Zi Yan turned her head, but her heart was very wrong. "What the **** is going on, it was scrapped, and I have to give it a thousand yuan stone. Is the kidnapper now kidnapped like this?" ?"

Listening to the monk's words, someone paid Yuanshi before, and he silently mourned for that person.

"Is there no Yuanshi?" The monk sighed, the smile on his face converged for the first time, and the dignified road: "Impossible, you use Yi Rongshu, obviously you don't want people to see the true face, there must be a reason, like People like you can't have no Yuanshi, and every one should be rich."

The monk’s serious expression almost didn’t let the purple sputum spit out the second blood. “I don’t have a stone, no one.”

"No, the old man came to see." The monk once again squatted down, and then took the burden of the purple scorpion, so he looked so seriously.

"Which is the world, the monks are all robbers." Seeing the monk's serious feelings, Zi Yan wanted to cry, he was actually robbed by a monk.

"Just a little bit!"

The monk from the sables of the sables, turned out dozens of Yuanshi, the brows slightly wrinkled, apparently dissatisfied, muttered: "These stones, even that Baodan can not buy, is the old man really miscalculated, or What is destined?"

"Short, you are a dead vulture, it is obviously the best, the cheapest one, a stone, you can buy 10,000 bottles." Purple roar, affecting the wound, a burst of grin.

"The donor, you have a picture, but you must not be confused by the appearance. Although it is a gas-returning dan, it has the effect of Baodan. You must believe it." The monk holds all the sables in one hand and puts it in one hand. In the chest, the tenth, serious.

"You are a bandit, but I am all home." Zi Yan wants to cry without tears, does not hold back, vomits blood again.

"Door, you can't do it right. I used to take out Baodan, I used the mysterious secret, and it cost a lot. Don't look at it for a while, at least ten years of life, just want a thousand yuan in your district. Stone only." Monk said.

"Monk, you tell me which temple you are in, I want to remember you." Zi Yan did not know what his expression was, and the monk simply made him speechless.

"Amitabha, the monk does not ask the source, I am self-satisfied, never return."

Talking to the monk, Zi Yan is going to be mad and roaring. "Don't return, then you put my Yuan Shi and hurry."

The monk shook his head and said: "Can't go, although the monk does not return, but the Buddha has to pay for the fragrant oil. The old man lost a treasure, ten years of life, only for the fragrant oil of the Buddha. I am not going to hell. hell."

"Enough for the monk, don't talk to me about Baodan, or else I will be anxious with you."

"That's good, let's talk about Yuanshi." The monk is very serious, said: "The donor is only a few Yuanshi in the district, and it is far from a thousand. I don't know what to do?"

"What to do with shit, I will kill me if I have the ability. I don't have Yuanshi. All the family members have been taken away by your **** monk. I really don't know which temple burned the wrong incense, and pointed out that you are such a Monk, evil." Purple roar.

"The donor, this statement is different, there is no Yuanshi, you can use the goods to arrive, Baodan can not, Shouyuan can also not, but the Buddha's sesame oil can not be less." The monk eyes turned and saw the handle next to the purple sable A long sword wrapped in a long cloth.

He reached for a fish, the sword came to the hand, and the long cloth fell. In an instant, the fire sword appeared in front of the eyes, and in the scabbard, the fire sword radiated red light, like the flame burning.

"Yes, good sword!" The monk's eyes are bright, the eyes are not well described, and close to the hacker sees the red-naked beauty, as if he saw Jinshan.

The monk's eyes are very thieves. At first glance, the purple scorpion is easy to read. Now, just seeing the hilt, you know that it is a good sword.

The sound of ‘锵’, the fire sword appeared, and the surrounding was rendered red, red light mapping, like a burning cloud, burning more than half of the sky, long sword cold, Jianfeng Sen cold, exudes a compelling atmosphere.

"It's really a good sword!" The monk beamed in the eyes and praised again and again.

After a while, the monk enjoyed enough, and turned to the road: "The sword is of poor quality, the material is not good, the selling is not good, the sharpness is not enough, not long enough, not soft enough, not thin enough, but the old man barely accepted it. ""

"Monk, your mouth is open to your ears, not good enough, you give me the sword, he will give you a thousand yuan stone~www.readwn.com~ Ziyan is speechless, he is seriously doubtful now, The purpose of this monk to stop himself is to use this sword.

"Haha, the donor smiled, and the old man was happy because I did another good thing. The Buddha knows that he will be happy. It is the so-called saving life and winning the seven-level floating squad." , keep your mouth shut.

"The Buddha knows that he will be mad, you are scum, evil, which temple burns incense and burns wrong, burns your best!" Purple roar.

"Hey! I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, the donor is in opposition, don't be fooled by the appearance!" The monk sighed low, but still laughing. "Door, you and I have a fate, today, once, the fate is exhausted, he Goodbye to the day."

Take away the Yuanshi, hold the fire sword, the monk is about to leave.

"Monk, do you dare to report your name?" Zi Yan lay on the ground and shouted.

A lot of dry food was thrown on the ground next to it, and this harmony is not ethical.

"Haha, the old man never asks for a good report, and today he has done his part, and he has a good time."

"See a fart, a monk, what do you say to me?" Zi Zi roared.

"Oh, sin has been sinned, I almost forgot about it, and there is no secret." The monk slaps his head, smacks his mouth, and the back mouth reveals.

Then he took out a cheat from his arms. This is a yellowed cheat, crumpled and looks very old.

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