Ziqing was purely confused, and he was a little speechless.
In fact, she felt in her heart that she was chanting scriptures like a little monk, and she couldn't cross that demon at all, or she was eaten by the other party before he could cross it.
But on the other hand, she felt that it was rare in this world to have a person who really wanted to transform sentient beings, and it would be a pity to die like this.
"Buddhism has clouds, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, donor, when I cross the consummation, he can be cultivated, and please send the soul in the soul flag to Wan'an Temple, enshrined in the chanting hall, I believe that within a few years, they can be crossed" The little monk has been bowing his head slightly, his expression is ancient, as if he is saying a very ordinary thing.
Ziqing really looked at the little monk at this time, oh no, the little turtle called him Meng.
She was a little puzzled, Yimeng's Taoism should not be an unknown person, why is it not a xx master but only a Mongolian character Meng looks a head taller than himself, and his appearance is still a little delicate, probably because such a compassionate mind makes him look a little more compassionate and holy, in short, Zi Jing feels that looking at him is very eye-catching.
Because the soul has become very light, it looks very thin.
Heh, is this an explanation of the aftermath?
"Hey, wait, you have to be a good person and you go by yourself, why do you want me to go" Of course, Zi Jing didn't do anything, pulled the other party's arm, and stuffed the dementor banner into the other party's hand, "You have to go yourself, you don't have to worry about the affairs here, I have to deal with this demon."
As he spoke, Zi Jing moved his mind and grabbed the little turtle out.
He said to the little turtle, "Okay, now that you have come out of the Dementor Banner, you don't have to suffer from purgatory anymore, so let's go." ” Ziqing has never forgotten his mission, the little turtle is the commissioner, so now that the little turtle has come out of the dementor flag, he should already be able to make a difference.
As for the demon inside, she is not the kind of person who picks on the task when she completes the task, and the most important thing is that the other party is still the most powerful soul among the souls scattered by the succubi in her primordial realm among other circles.
The starting point of choosing this task is also to get this succubus done at one time, so that he can truly control the primordial realm.
But to deal with it, she needs a foolproof solution.
In fact, Ziqing ignored one point, that is, the little monk came out of the soul flag by himself.
And the little turtle is his believer, if he wants to, it is impossible to save the little turtle and them.
"Donor, everything here is because of the poor monk, and the poor monk will never watch the donor risk his life in order to fulfill the wish of the poor monk."
The little monk played a Buddha name.
Raising his eyelids slightly, his gaze fell on his arm Ziqing followed his line of sight, and his hand was grabbing his arm. came back to his senses and quickly let go of his hand.
Oh, I almost forgot that "men and women don't kiss", they are all wisps of soul, just like they look at Ziqing and those blood demon little strong snakes, and Ziqing looks at his soul as similar to the little turtle, they are all souls.
Thinking of this, Ziqing's heart was finally balanced.
Oh, by the way, what did he mean by that, it seems that he had just entered the Dementor Banner and the other party told him that the little turtle had invited him.
Therefore, the other party not only knows how to open the Heavenly Dao in an isolated world, but also knows who he is.
And just now, in order to give the black fog a surprise attack, he didn't bring the little turtle out, and sealed the hole with rune paper, so he broke through the rune paper himself later Based on Ziqing's understanding of the soul, an ordinary soul is an animal object that has no strength to hold, unless it becomes very strong and has the power of thought, well, like himself.
Zi Jing looked down at herself, and from a distance, her body was almost condensed into a physical body.
Only she knew that she had just grown "skin", and she was still far from the entity.
But looking at Meng, it was obvious that his soul was very weak, and he didn't have any power of thought, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.
It is absolutely impossible to tear the rune paper by yourself.
Zi Jing thought of the strength of the little turtle, and gradually, his expression became solemn.
So can it be understood that they actually have the ability to come out of it, but he wants to transform all the ghosts inside, but his strength is not enough to resist the succubus, so he asked someone to help However, since all this is a game set up by him, why is he not the "original owner".
Meng seemed to sense Ziqing's doubts, and called a Buddha name: "The donor must be very puzzled why I didn't initiate this task."
Ziqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he subconsciously distanced himself from the other party.
Even the words are so "standard", who is he Meng continued in an unchanged voice: "Because the poor monk is too big, he wants to purify the world, but this world is the way of heaven.
So even if it's just a small world that has been isolated, it can't accommodate the poor monks, but fortunately, the little turtle opens up the Buddha nature."
Purify the world I didn't expect that there really be such a person in the world who has the world in mind, and when he thinks about the tasks he has done before, some people will be named "caring for the people of the world", but compared with the little monk in front of him, he is really weak.
Ziqing felt that her head was a little insufficient.
Gradually, my eyes became a little moister.
Obviously, I want to be a good person, what to do when I pull others into the water No, Ziqing will never show how emotional and touched he is in front of this guy who is "equal to all beings".
Ziqing pulled the other party aside, and this time she paid attention not to grab the other party's arm, but to carry the corner of the monk's robe.
In fact, they are all transformed by the soul, and they are the same everywhere, but Zi Jing thought that this guy just now obviously disliked the way he grabbed his arm, so he didn't want to rush to let others dislike him.
Ziqing said: "You stand on the side, look at you, what else can you do besides chanting the scriptures there, you can't fight, you can't scold?"
As he spoke, he walked towards the front.
Although it is very dangerous, it is also a challenge for her.
You can't let the danger stop you.
Maybe you'll encounter it in the future.
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Now there is still a choice, you can not go to the battle.
What if you don't have a choice?
Therefore, this time you should practice your hands Unexpectedly, there was another person who moved faster than her, and walked directly to the front Ziqing screamed "ah", and it was too late to pull him back.
In an instant, he saw the surrounding world change color, and even at night, Ziqing felt that the surrounding scenery had turned black and white.
Dead air, absolute dead air.
However, the figure of the little monk is very clear and vivid in this black and white, and he forcibly forces the dead qi to open a way t1706231537: