Ji Xun closed his hands and closed his eyes. The Buddhist scriptures that appeared faintly lingered in Lin Miao and others' ears. Lin Miao took a deep breath and silently used his internal strength to stare at Ji Xun: "The master's cultivation is so profound, I admire him very much." Ji Xun was silent for a moment before shook his head and said, "I just want you to retreat when you see the difficulties. Amitabha, how good it is."

Di Kai muttered unhappily: "The master said it was for his own merits for a long time, why do you have to say such a crown?" Zhang Tingmu pulled out the fishtail knife from his waist and stood beside Lin Miao: "Ji Xun was merciless just now, just wanting to force us back?" Ji Xun smiled slowly: "The people behind are all better than me. If you take risks with your own life, you will definitely go without returning. Amitabha."

Lin Miao smiled, then sighed softly and said, "Master Ji Xun, I understand the story of Tian Ji's horse racing, right? Monks don't lie." Ji Xun was slightly stunned, and then said with some dissatisfaction: "Amitabha, why don't you know at least!" As soon as Ji Xun said this, everyone immediately knew that Ji Xun was definitely one of the best masters there, and his purpose was to make Lin Miao and others give up on their own initiative and stop there.

Lin Miao remembered that Huijue also said "You child" in a slightly angry tone, so he was silent for a moment before slowly saying: "The master and the monk Huijue... are really similar." When Huijue mentioned, Ji Xun also showed an unconcealable pride on his face: "The character and martial arts of Master Huijue are impeccable. They are the pillars of the Shaolin Sky-raising Gate. Now they live up to everyone's expectations and eventually become a generation of monks. Amitabha, good, good."

Lin Miao and Zhang Tingmu sighed at the same time, and Lin Miao whispered: "Then, does Master know that the monk Huijue has lost his martial arts eyes?" Ji Xun was slightly stunned. After a while, he asked, "Amitabha, little donor, why did Master Huijue suffer such a change?" Lin Miao said what happened in Yujiang Village in the original form, but Ji Xun clasped his hands slightly with a little gratitude and said, "According to Master Huijue's nature, we will naturally devote ourselves to Buddhism in the future and no longer care about the affairs in the world. It is also a blessing in disguise. Amitabha."

Lin Miao nodded and pulled out his horse's stance: "What the master said is very much, Senior Huijue said the same." Ji Xun saw that Lin Miao still refused to retreat, and the shriveled muscles on his arms gradually became plump. Lin Miao immediately raised his right palm and stared at Ji Xun with vigilance. Ji Xun shook his head and said, "I will stop you here no matter what! Several little donors have offended - Bodhidharma's dragon and tiger hand!" At this time, a tiger roar came from Ji Xun's body, and his right palm was full of wind and straightened to Lin Miao's chest.

Lin Miao lowered his eyebrows, flipped his palm and shouted, "Huantian Jiuhua Palm!" The two of them intersected their right palms and made a loud noise. Zhang Tingmu and the other two couldn't help but take a few steps back. Lin Miao's face turned slightly red, and he retracted his arms half a foot, and then forced Ji Xun's palm back after a while. Although Ji Xun's eyes were blurred, he had already heard Geng Qin's clothes tremble slightly, and knew that she was going to take action.

Ji Xun quickly used his internal strength to force Lin Miao away, and then leaped back about a ft. Lin Miao lowered his right arm and took a few heavy breaths. Ji Xun frowned slightly and said, "Bu Yunqu's Jiuhua Palm! Little Donor, are you really... not the disciple of Old Donor Bu?!" Lin Miao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, stabilized his breath before speaking, "Thirty-three days outside the sky, Old Master Bu is hard to find traces of idle clouds and wild cranes. I don't have that lucky chance to let him give me some advice."

Ji Xun closed his hands and shook his head, saying in both loneliness and admiration: "Amitabha, even if the donor Bu himself taught martial arts himself, it would be like this... It's all. Since I can't convince you, it will be bad if I hurt you again." Lin Miao rubbed his sore right arm and bowed to Ji Xun: "Thank you, my younger brother, Master Ji Xun."

Ji Xun turned his body and made a gesture: "If you want to save the donor Mu, you have to do it as soon as possible. He has been taken somewhere else now. I don't know where it is. Amitabha, how good it is." Lin Miao and Zhang Tingmu both frowned slightly. Gengqin took a deep breath, bowed his hand to Ji Xun and finished the salute, then took out a piece of paper talisman and handed it to Zhang Tingmu.

Zhang Tingmu took the paper talisman and looked at it: "Are you chasing the talisman? Uh, mouse, do you know the birth date and horoscope of Mutou?" Lin Miao shook his head and said: "He is an orphan he picked up. No one knows his exact birth date and horoscope." Di Kai walked to Zhang Tingmu and reminded: "Does Mr. Zhang have anything he used? Weapons and copper coins are fine." Zhang Tingmu shook his head and turned to face Shoumaxia: "There is no choice but to go back to the city first." After saying that, the four of them said goodbye to Ji Xun, they hurried back to Qingtaochuan.

Ji Xun looked at their backs, shook his head gently and said, "I have finished my kindness and righteousness."

——Turn around and suffer if you suffer,

The past has become smoke;

The Gate of Hell will not look back,

Only the Poison Immortals who escape from difficulties——Two masters of the Heavenly Court (referring to Di Kai and Gengqin), I hope the Buddha bless you, Amitabha Buddha.”

Lin Miao took out Mu Wushuang from the room and passed it to Zhang Tingmu: "Is this OK?" Gengqin nodded, pulled off a strip of cloth and stuck it behind the paper talisman. Then he used the Taoist force to throw it up. The paper talisman instantly burned to ashes and fell straight to the ground. Gengqin shook her head with a puzzled face, and then sighed heavily. Lin Miao looked at Gengqin and asked, "Mu, have you been trapped by someone with magic power?"

Gengqin nodded slowly, then reached out and wrote "Look for Miss Long". Zhang Tingmu naturally knew what Gengqin meant and immediately found Long Yubing. Long Yubing bit his lip with some concern: "Can't you find out the chasing talisman? There must be someone with high magic power to guard him!" Lin Miao said seriously: "Uncle Master, Master Geng wants to ask you to try." Long Yubing immediately drew a chasing talisman and threw it into the sky as Gengqin did.

Although the paper talisman still turned into ashes in an instant, it slowly floated southwest when it landed. Di Kai shook his head with admiration: "Miss Long is indeed amazing in talent! He can actually find clues in such a tight magic cage." Zhang Tingmu continued with a serious expression: "This magic cage should have been made by Luo Qilan and his group."
Chapter completed!