There is a barren area between the human world and the heavenly realm. The spiritual energy here is neither as full as water as the heavenly realm, nor as warm and peaceful as the human world. Because it is filled with a faint power of nothingness, the spiritual energy becomes violent and fierce. Storms have been blowing for years. This wind is soaked in the soul and bones. If you accidentally enter it, the soul will be destroyed.

It is precisely because of this that there are often no creatures here, but today there is an accident. Two people broke into this place. When the storm that was originally swept across the sky and the earth approached the two, it seemed like a crazy bull had regained his rationality, and it seemed that the rolling car was under control. Although small whirlwinds always appeared from time to time, it was many times better than before.

The old ancestor Lichuan's face turned black, while Fahai Zezhizhu was holding his hands and laughing without saying a word. The battle between the two began when they stepped into this place. The violent and unruly spiritual energy was the Zen sticks and flying swords in the hands of both sides. It seemed to be calm and the waves were not visible, but in fact, the fighting was quite lively. The spiritual energy turned into soldiers of the country and attacked cities and villages and fought continuously. From the current perspective, Fahai was a little higher.

Don’t think that you have only a tiny gap and think that you are equal in strength. In fact, this is simply the difference between heaven and earth. It’s like a 100-meter sprint. For ordinary people, it’s no difference between one second and one second, but for professional athletes, that microsecond is the limit and despair, which means you can only chase the other person’s back. If you dare to get one second away, you should eat dirt behind you!

The ancestor Lichuan was secretly shocked. After not seeing him for hundreds of years, the bald donkey's Taoism has improved a lot! He and Fahai have indeed known each other for a long time. Looking back at that time, he was in his prime and was a celebrity in his contemporaries. When his friends mentioned it, they would always raise their thumbs (white) and fingers (eyes). When he was exploring a certain secret realm, he and his friends met Fahai.

In fact, there are several people on the other side, but some people are like this, standing there without saying a word, just like the bright moon in the night, making the stars dim; like the white crane spreading its wings and making the chickens feel ashamed. He will always unconsciously attract your gaze and make you notice his existence.

Li Chuan still remembers it very clearly that Fahai was wearing a white cassock and a string of vermilion Buddhist beads in his hand. He had red teeth, red lips and white ends, which looked beautiful. Although he did not have half a hair on his head, he still made people feel that Yushu was handsome and elegant.

So he hated Fahai very much, either because Fahai was handsome, or simply because he hated this person. When Fahai looked at people that day, the area above his left eyebrow jumped slightly, and there was a small black dot on the frontal bone under his right eye. This is the main reason why he hated Fahai, and it has nothing to do with whether he is handsome or not.

The two groups of people we met were immortal cultivators, and the other was a team of divine cultivators and worldly Buddhas. The two groups of people could not pee in a pot at all. It was already the first time to be able to give a smile when we met. I was still thinking about exploring the secret realm together, but I was afraid I hadn't woken up yet, right?

What made Li Chuan speechless was that the two groups of people separated for a long time, and the two fairies in the team were still chattering, constantly talking about how handsome the monk was and how elegant he was. He was like an immortal in the world, but he looked like a mortal...

He wondered, handsome is useless. Could it be that a handsome monk is not a bald donkey?

Ho, woman!

Then, no one expected that a thousand-year-old demon was sealed in the secret realm. This experience was like in the 1960s, five small entries in the thirty level went to Maraton to brush the dungeon. It was a bit difficult to deal with it. When we reached the depths of the dungeon, the white stones guarding the door were all skeleton-level elites. They waved their fists and were about to fall down. Then they were destroyed, which made people desperate.

If you die in the dungeon, you can run away from the body. If you really can't, you'll just leave. Exploring the secret realm is not a game. If you die, you'll really die. A group of people fight and flee, and finally, they meet Fahai and the others again.

Needless to say, in the face of danger, two groups of people looked at each other and put down their prejudices, formed a team, and everyone worked together to successfully kill the demon and a group of subordinates, and finally got together to disperse the equipment and leave.

That time, someone saw Fahai's feet. He was walking in the world in the Great Landau Temple. Everyone knew it was surprised. His eyes looked at Fahai became completely different. He was handsome and had a good family background. He was not bad at all. He was definitely a tall, rich and handsome man.

Li Chuan was so hilarious at that time. Isn’t it the successor of Dalanta Temple? Do you need this? I, Qionghua, is the Taoist throne of Kunlun. Have I said that? Am I proud? Tell me, a group of unknown people!

"Why donor Lichuan, why don't we stop here?"

When people get old, they are always prone to random thoughts. The ancestor Lichuan is not careful for a moment. When he comes back to his senses, he finds that he has suffered a secret loss. His face can't help but look ugly again. When he meets Fahai's ancient well Wubo's eyes, he feels furious and always feels very unhappy.

"Bald, what do you think of this? Do you think of this? If you want to fight, you can stop. I tell you, there is no way!"

Fahai was also having a headache when he heard these words. After so many years, the ancestor Lichuan's temper is still so hot, it is as annoying as when he was young. It is a miracle that he can live to this day. He has not been beaten to death so far, which is enough to show how deep the blessing is.

Even if you have a headache, things still have to be solved. Fahai's heart moved and said slowly: "Donor Lichuan, I wonder how much skill you have used?"

Li Chuan was stunned, and he would not have lie on it. He said in a real way: "Not 70%!"

"I only used 65%!"

As soon as Fahai said this, the ancestor Lichuan was depressed. He could never imagine that he was so much worse than Fahai, and he was in a very bad mood for a moment. As we all know, Buddhist monks are the best at defending, and can play a one-point effect on defense. Now it seems that Fahai is obviously better at skill. So the question is, when he comes, he still thinks about how to teach this bald donkey a lesson, but suddenly finds that he can't beat it?

Could it be that he had to do it in one battle with real swords and guns? He was a little unsure. Although he didn't like this bald donkey, in fact, there was no deep hatred that both sides could not be dispelled. The main reason was that Qionghua had lost face and this situation must be retrieved. As long as Fahai was convinced, he would definitely turn his head and leave immediately without saying a word.

It was just when we were struggling that a colorful divine light flew from afar and then disappeared into Fahai's body. The next moment, the momentum of Fahai surged, and the dazzling golden light rose slowly. An illusion of a boy holding the Three Jewels appeared around. The supreme Buddhist sound resounded throughout the world. At that time, the glowing glow from the sky and golden lotus gushed out from the ground. Eighteen Arhats appeared one by one. They looked at Fahai with smiles, and then congratulated in unison: "Congratulations to Junior Brother Fahai for his merits. My Buddha is waiting for your return in the Great Leiyin Temple of Lingshan!"

Even the eighteen Arhats have come. The ancestor Lichuan still doesn't know the situation. He is shocked and envious. Fahai is actually full of merit and is about to ascend to the Buddha Realm of Lingshan? Grandma's legs are really unreasonable. This bald...

Feeling the gaze of the Eighteen Arhats, Lichuan Ancestor felt very stressed. The word "donkey" jumped around in his heart for several times, but he didn't dare to come out. It was not until the Eighteen Arhats withdrew their gaze that he quietly breathed a sigh of relief and floated away. He actually scolded the monk for being a bald donkey in front of the Arhats. I am really...

"Bald donkey?"

"Bald donkey?"

...

These two words sounded eighteen times, and the ancestor almost cried. He said he didn't want these two words, why did they appear again?

I'm dead, I'm sure I'm forced to die. I hate you people who know how to read mind the most, and I don't have any privacy at all...

"I have seen you all, please forgive me. I cannot ascend you for the time being!"

No one expected that when Fahai was plated into gold of the Arhat, the first sentence he said opened his eyes and was like this. The Eighteen Arhats were not too surprised. The First Arhat Baluo Fallen Master said slowly: "Have you thought about it?"

"Disciple has already thought about it, Master, please let the disciple transform into this last disaster!"

"Oh, crazy, you must know that your merits have been fulfilled, and that last disaster is optional!"
Chapter completed!