For Master, it's a piece of cake.

This is the best opportunity for Master to get a glimpse of King Ming's demon-subduing skills.

As a disciple, how can I not know the master's thoughts?

If something happens, I will do my best to help you.

"Amitabha." Monk Haiming shook his head and said, "When our state of mind is broken, we may have to practice other methods."

"Is there any other method?" Xu Qingluo asked curiously: "Isn't the magical method of subduing the temple of your demon-subduing temple the Ming Dynasty's demon-subduing method?"

"There is also the Great Sun Demon Subduing Technique." Monk Haiming said: "It is equally powerful, but it is more difficult to practice."

"The Great Sun Demon Subduing Technique..." Xu Qingluo said with a smile: "It's already miserable enough for you to practice the Ming Dynasty Demon Subduing Technique."

"The magic of subduing demons in the bright sun is even worse." Monk Haiming shook his head.

He was about to elaborate, but was interrupted by Zhou Yu's voice.

Zhou Yu said softly: "Master Haiming, it's not appropriate to say any more."

"...Yes." Monk Haiming said solemnly.

He suddenly realized that he had unknowingly and unsuspectingly wanted to reveal the most important secret of the temple.

He broke out in a cold sweat.

Xu Qingluo smiled sweetly and said: "Uncle Zhou, it seems that we want to practice their martial arts secretly! Is the martial arts of our Vajra Temple not as good as that of Fumo Temple?"

"No matter what, it's a taboo." Zhou Yu said.

Chu Ling chuckled and said: "Even if you know it, you can't practice it. If our daughter's family practiced that, wouldn't it be ridiculous?"

She smiled and said, "Qingluo, do you want to practice?"

"I'm not that unreasonable." Xu Qingluo smiled.

Chu Ling said: "It would be interesting if you could train yourself to become more muscular."

"Sister Chu!" Xu Qingluo said coquettishly.

Zhou Yang ignored their words and buried his head in eating.

Xu Qingluo turned her head and looked at the woods, shook her head and said: "The ghost is still here, and it really followed me!"

Zhou Yang looked up at her, still chewing rice.

Zhou Yu frowned.

Chu Ling suppressed her charming smile and hummed: "Or are they?"

"Who else is there besides them?" Xu Qingluo shook her head and said, "Fortunately, we are close to Fumo Temple and can call Master Ci'en in time."

"It seems they don't take Master Ci'en seriously, otherwise they wouldn't come here." Zhou Yu said softly.

Zhou Yang sneered: "You must kill us!"

Zhou Yu turned to look at the six monks Hai Ming and said softly: "Master Hai Ming, you guys should go back first, and by the way, please ask Master Cien to come over and help."

"This..." Monk Haiming and the other six people were eager to give it a try.

Although they were young, they were all very smart. They immediately picked up on the clues that someone wanted to kill Xu Qingluo and the four of them.

"We can help." Another monk, Haikong, said solemnly: "Although our martial arts are not strong, we should be enough to deal with them, right?"

The Ming Dynasty King Kung Fu they practiced was extremely powerful, and it was a miraculous skill that could defeat and kill a great master in the Shenyuan realm.

Even if a great master comes, he will not be afraid.

"No need." Xu Qingluo said with a smile: "They are still very powerful and very evil, otherwise we would not take refuge in Master Cien.
Chapter completed!