Han Ting Xiugu [Cultivation]

Chapter 18 Rebirth 1 Plan

Sanada.

The unquenchable fire of life.

This name has been kept in Rong Tingfang's memory for a long time, and now he can't even remember the face clearly, but the name can be chewed over and over again.Rong Tingfang got his name from Shan Tuo, and he raised him by himself.From picking up the little one at Yanshan Pass, to taking care of it until it looks like a young man, and following him to fight everywhere, he has been loyal for many years.Without that incident, Rong Tingfang planned to give him the post of General of Sifang City soon.Sifang City is the main city of the demon world, being able to serve as a general of Sifang City is enough to demonstrate the status of a demon general.

But Rong Tingfang never expected, that is, due to negligence, Shanato actually asked Helian Wanfo to pierce through the heart with the sacred fire of Buddha lotus.His blood was bright red, extremely hot, hotter than the lava in Yanshan Mountain.His body is also very light, dissipating into the air in an instant.Weishui failed to leave even a single bit of his soul behind.

The name of the immortal fire of life does not make him really immortal.Shanutuo didn't die in Yanshan, but died in such a low-level means, for Rong Tingfang.His life was saved by Rong Tingfang, and he died for him in the end.It caught people off guard.

"If you are willing to stop him, he might not die."

When Yu Qiuyuan stopped Rong Tingfang, Rong Tingfang looked at the silver-clothed Penglai Supreme like this.His pupils were so angry that they were almost transparent, deeply reflected in Yu Qiuyuan's eyes.Yu Qiuyuan was so shocked that he didn't even utter a word.He seemed to have lost all his strength, and even his lips had lost their color.Rong Tingfang flicked it easily, and then staggered.

Rong Tingfang threw him away, with disappointment in his eyes. "If you stop me today, I will avenge my revenge in the future."

"Yu Qiuyuan—" Rong Tingfang said something else, but Yu Qiuyuan couldn't hear it clearly.There were roars in his ears, like thunder beating drums, and it was like the lava of the Yanshan Mountain boiling in the bottom of his heart.But in Rong Tingfang's eyes, he was indifferent.

Rong Tingfang looked at it for a while, he might have expected Yu Qiuyuan to explain something, but the other party was so indifferent that he didn't even say a word.As the blood in his hands cooled down, he finally lost even that hint of disappointment.

Maybe they are nothing from now on.

"The power of ten thousand Buddhas is enough to compete with Yu Qiuyuan, how can it be compared to this half-baked guy." Saying this, Rong Tingfang took a step forward, tearing off the man's mask casually.He's a crooked monk, but he's just an ordinary demon monk with ordinary looks and triangular eyes. He probably pretended to be the Black Lotus Ten Thousand Buddhas and has been doing evil for a long time. "Wanfo Pavilion allows a fake to fool the common people there, I'm afraid I don't want people to know that they were defeated by me."

"But." He said lightly, "You don't know me before. Why should you doubt me?"

Rong Tingfang looked over deeply and bit back.

"who are you."

At this time, it can no longer be called backbiting, it is just the daily distrust between two people with ulterior motives.But they've only been "acquainted" for five days, and it's really too early to talk about delivering trust.However, this was indeed Yu Qiuyuan's mistake.Even if Rong Tingfang has forgotten the whole world, he is still Rong Tingfang.Don't say that Yu Qiuyuan shouldn't question it, why should a pheasant who has never had an encounter with him -- living in Wahang all year round, know whether Rong Tingfang should know this person?

One person and one chicken looked at each other deeply like this, as if only each other was left in their eyes.

The black-faced monk struggled to get up from the ground.He couldn't believe that he was thrown out so easily.But even if he changed his name to Heilian Wanfo, he is not the first disciple of Wanfo Pavilion, nor will he be deceived by so many years of self-deception to hide the fact that he is not as good as Wanfo with a finger.Feeling ashamed and furious for a moment, he grabbed the golden Zen stick and rushed towards Rong Tingfang!

——and was pressed under the claws by the fat chicken.

The ruthless fat chicken went against the usual confrontation with Rong Tingfang just now, and covered the black-faced monk's mouth with his paws.

Murder is overflowing.

"Cultivate Buddhism, don't fall into the devil like others!" What Qiu Yu Haitang hooked up with, it has never been soft and soft.

The black-faced monk who was suddenly covered in a mouth was a little confused.Didn't these two just fight each other!Why did they suddenly turn their guns on him when they were arguing so well!Didn't he just want to sneak attack to win a complete victory because of this flaw?The black-faced monk had a lot of vulgar words in his heart to scold, but his mouth was sealed with paws and he couldn't say a word!

Fat Chicken sneered inwardly, wanting to learn the sneak attack technique of the past, but also to see who he met.I don't know if it is possible to quarrel behind closed doors and unanimously discuss things like internal fighting?It didn't have a good impression of Wanfo Pavilion, and the other party said such gossip, let alone Rong Tingfang wanted to punish him.If you really want to clean it up, you must offer your claws.

Although the fat chicken is small, its prototype is as big as a Kunpeng, which shows its weight.The black-faced monk was thrown to the ground by a hefty chicken, and he held his breath in his chest for a long while, unable to make a sound.

Rong Tingfang walked over, knelt down and looked at him: "Qiutang?" He said so lightly, and smiled at him, "You probably don't understand what this means. I guess the person you said dismissively couldn't Teach you—but I can." Yan Bi raised Hei Lian Wan Buddha's hand, and before the other party could react, he suddenly patted his chest.

With a horizontal palm, the black-faced monk flew three feet away.

But Rong Tingfang fell to the ground with a bang: "You actually attacked me?"

The hair is messy, weak and pitiful.

"..." Not to mention the black-faced monk, even the fat chicken was dumbfounded.It had never seen Rong Tingfang like this before, the black-faced monk let out a scream when he lost control of one of his claws, six claw marks appeared on his face for nothing.

This is naturally a good show, and no one will watch it in vain.

Don't forget that this is the Wangchun Building. Outside the building, the door is about to close, and the guests haven't finished walking yet.

Just like Bai Zihe.

Rong Tingfang just saw him and didn't leave.

Because of handing over the lot with Fu Huairen, Bai Zihe, the winged young man, was the last one to leave Wangchun Tower.The last one is Fu Huairen.Right now, the two of them had just left the door with their front and rear legs, when they saw Rong Tingfang lying on the ground, and the black-faced monk stretched out one hand and squatted a chicken on his head, apparently just finished a fight.

Rong Tingfang glanced at Fat Chicken.

The fat chicken suddenly realized something, and the moment it realized what was going to happen, it suddenly wanted to turn its head.Either standing on a tree, or flying in the air, in short, it should not fall into the hands of a shameless person like Rong Tingfang.

But Rong Tingfang's eyes met it.

——What did you promise me?

——Didn't we just quarrel?

Rong Tingfang: "Forget it."

"..." The fat chicken turned around and started pecking at the black-faced monk.

Rong Tingfang pretended to advise: "Stop, don't let him hurt you."

Fu Huairen, who was standing at the same place watching the play: "..."

Can you act more like it?But to his surprise, Bai Zihe rushed up to support Rong Tingfang.

"He hit you?"

Rong Tingfang gave a low hum: "He accused me of raising the price."

"But I really want to take the auction, but I don't have that much money." He said, with a sad expression, "It's my fault, and I even asked the spirit bird to take the lead for me. If it hurts a little bit because of this, how can I feel sorry for it? .”

"..."

Because his mouth was sealed by his paws, the black-faced monk heard Rong Tingfang's nonsense, he couldn't breathe out and forced himself to hold back. Passed out!

Bai Zihe originally had a lot of dissatisfaction with Rong Tingfang, but he couldn't see the black-faced monk even more.The first person who wanted to raise the price to stir up trouble was obviously the fake monk, the black-faced monk. To be honest, Rong Tingfang was just following the price.And the only one who has been robbing goods and raising prices with him is the black-faced monk.If he hadn't raised the price, Bai Zihe wouldn't have paid such a high price to get this batch of goods.

An enemy of an enemy is a friend.Old hatred surfaced in his heart, Bai Zihe sneered, and thought, he took advantage of this skinny kid, never thought that it was Wanfo Pavilion who opposed my Bai family.Anyway, I have an illusion now, I don't know who is who, even if I make a move, no one will know that my Bai family did it, so I might as well take the opportunity to finish him.Just as he was about to fight back, his hand was held down.Looking back, it was Fu Huairen.

Boss Fu shook his head slightly at him, and said with a smile, "Forgive others and forgive them."

Rong Tingfang's expression darkened.

He originally wanted to use Bai Zihe's hand to get rid of the black-faced monk, but now in the eyes of others, the black-faced monk probably still looks like the Black Lotus Ten Thousand Buddhas.In this way, the Black Lotus Ten Thousand Buddhas died at the hands of this person, even if a beam is formed, it has nothing to do with him.But this Fu Huairen, when it comes to critical matters, seems to be quiet, but he is a good hand with peace of mind.

But Fu Huairen glanced at him and said meaningfully: "Everyone, this is still Wangchun Tower."

Wangchun Tower is the site of the Fu family.

Oh yes.

Doing it at Wangchunlou did not give Fu Huairen face.

Bai Zihe ran away when he took advantage of his actions, and Fu Huairen was the one who had to clean up the mess.

It turned out that he didn't really persuade him to stop, but he didn't want to get involved in this basin of muddy water.

The three of them sang a play here, and the fat chicken was fascinated by it, and as soon as its paws were loosened, its feet were suddenly empty.

Open your eyes and look again, where there is still half a figure.

It turned out that the black-faced monk was pretending to be dizzy, and seeing an opportunity to take advantage of it, he used a ground escape technique to remove his figure.I don't know if the matter of Wangchun Tower today was his original intention, or he was under the influence of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pavilion. In short, there is no profit.I thought I could only return home without a feather, but who knew that the boy from the Bai family would send it to him by himself, so don't blame him for accepting it all!

The black-faced monk suddenly moved behind Bai Zihe, and he moved like lightning to snatch the goods, suddenly felt a pain in his throat. "Ah!" He clasped his hands around his neck and gasped in pain, only to feel that his throat was clamped like an iron arm and he couldn't move a centimeter, and he couldn't even breathe.

Rong Tingfang grabbed the black-faced monk with one hand, and said in a very calm tone, "I gave you a chance."

Don't go far away, but insist on delivering it to your door.

However, the black-faced monk's eyes sharpened, and he secretly said that it was a good time!He pinched Rong Tingfang's wrist, and the light of a golden Buddha quietly flashed between his fingers.Xuanguang Jue has ten thousand lotus karmic fire, and he can hold it until now, and he will win with one blow, which is enough to burn out the true face of this unknown boy!But his complexion changed very quickly, and the burning smell came from his wrist, but Rong Tingfang didn't even blink his eyes.

The black-faced monk didn't know how to panic until this time.A person who is not afraid of death, together with a person who is afraid of death, is doomed to lose and win from the very beginning.Rong Tingfang ignored the wound on his wrist, and was about to kill him, but the fat chicken flew to his shoulder, forced its wings to cover his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Tingfang, he can't die yet. "

This sentence sounds very familiar for some reason-and it is also very annoying.

Rong Tingfang was silent and clicked his tongue.

...So everyone present watched Rong Tingfang directly pinch a Thousand Lotus Body Buddha Cultivator unconscious with brute force.

The pain of burning flesh is unbearable for ordinary people, and this young man didn't even frown.A flash of approval flashed in Li Jiang's eyes, this kind of heart is ruthless and decisive.The Devil Realm is short of manpower, and he even thought of recruiting them.

Rong Tingfang let go, and the black-faced monk fell to the ground like a soft shrimp.When he shed the scales every once in a while, the pain he would experience was far worse than this, the skin and flesh were burned, it was not worth mentioning.Too bad he didn't have to do it himself.

Now that the black-faced monk was dizzy, and Rong Tingfang looked at nothing, Bai Zihe took a step back.No one can tell what's going on here, there's really no need for him to make a fuss.Now that the things are in his hands, he has to go home and return to his life.

It was Rong Tingfang's gaze that made him stumble.

"This brother."

"..." This look inexplicably made Bai Zihe want to protect his belongings. He felt danger intuitively, but there was an inexplicable force that prevented him from leaving immediately, so he couldn't help answering Rong Tingfang's words. "how?"

Rong Tingfang glanced at the box packed behind him, and said bluntly, "You want to leave like this?"

Bai Zihe blinked: "Otherwise?"

otherwise?

Rong Tingfang hooked the corners of his lips, and said in a deep voice, "Have you heard the story of the grace of dripping water, brother?"

The author has something to say: Xiaobai (exploration): Repay each other with a spring?

Fangfang (deep): It's digging three feet into the ground.

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Allow skinning.