The girl's hands were occupied by the person, and she couldn't move her hands for a moment. She could only fly out and kick the Guguai who was greeted by Taoist Qingyun.
Of course Xue Ling used the magical power of indestructibility.
There was only a sound like gold and stone clashing, and the girl's right foot was hit by the crutch. Taoist Qingyun originally had a murderous look on his face, thinking that he could kill Xue Ling with the stick in front of him, but unexpectedly he felt a strong force coming from the crutch. Come on, he couldn't hold the solitary crutch. He only heard a clanking sound, and the solitary crutch came out of his hand. His hands burst open and blood flowed out.
He couldn't help but jump back, shocked: "Who are you? How can you have such hard skills and energy?"
And Xue Ling herself doesn't feel good about it. To put it bluntly, her own Vajra Indestructibility is just a half-baked job. In the world of martial arts, she can only rely on her hands to see the truth.
Xue Ling felt her whole body's energy and blood surge. She was so shocked that she was speechless. The opponent's skill was so profound that it was the most powerful among the enemies Xue Ling had fought so far.
Of course - everything is black.
Fortunately, the Taoist didn't use all his strength at first and took Xue Ling lightly, so he was knocked off his hands. At this time, Xue Ling took a step back and managed to stabilize his energy and blood.
At this time, the girl knew clearly that if a fight really broke out, she would not be able to do anything with Sheng Junqian and Jiang Liuer as two burdens around her, so she thought for a moment and looked at Taoist Qingyun: "You Taoist, You are so rude, why would you hit someone if you raise your hand?"
Of course she knew that the other party wanted to kill her just now, but she just couldn't really break up with her right now. She gave him a step to get down and saw if he was willing to get down.
The Taoist was also in a dilemma at this time. His left leg was lame and he originally needed crutches to be able to walk freely. Now that the crutches were knocked away by the opponent, he must have lost all his dignity.
However, the fact that this seemingly young girl actually possesses such hard-working Qi made the Taoist feel a little incredible and extremely fearful.
Hearing Xue Ling's words at this time, she couldn't help laughing: "To be honest, I'm afraid that you are the helper invited by the doctor to deal with me, so I can't help but test it out. I hope the girl will pay attention."
The two of them just stood by the Pearl Pond, with the trickling waterfall falling leisurely from the sky beside them, splashing into the pond and making a clanging sound. They were afraid of each other, so they just gave in to each other.
"In this case, Dao Changjie, do you mind if my daughter takes the first step?" Xue Ling said lightly, still concentrating on guarding against the other party's continued attack.
Taoist Qingyun, on the other hand, rolled his eyes in a circle, knowing that this woman should not be taken lightly, so he continued to laugh: "Then I will not send you away, this female donor."
As he said this, he limped and jumped to get his crutch that was knocked away. Xue Ling, because she was carrying two burdens, knew it would be difficult to pursue, so she hurriedly walked out of the mountain. .
This search for a doctor ended up in an unwarranted disaster. Although it proved that Fan Yixian was really very skilled in medicine. After all, he was so good at poisoning. There was no reason why he was not strong in medical skills. However, he accidentally got into trouble. If If Xue Ling had not been protected by the indestructible power of the Vajra and was invulnerable to all poisons, then he would have definitely been killed by this Taoist priest at this time.
Thinking about it this way, it is inevitable that there will be some grudge in my heart.
Fortunately, both of them have used the rat weapon, so they have tested each other's skills and know that they are not soft persimmons, so their fighting spirit has weakened. Xue Ling said goodbye to the Taoist and did not dare to return to the original road. He didn't know her true identity, but he just felt that she had the upper hand against the opponent's weapons with her body, so he was wary.
However, Xue Ling understood that the other party was really powerful. Even if Xue Ling had no burden, he might not be his opponent in a head-on battle. He was not an indestructible person, and he really had no weak points in his body, so he hurriedly walked toward him. Walk deep into the mountains.
As a result, after walking less than three or five miles, Xue Ling heard the sound of Amitabha in front of her.
Xue Ling took a closer look and saw a fat monk wearing a vermilion cassock walking towards him. He had an ugly face and a vermilion gourd hanging on his waist. At this time, he clasped his hands together and sang a Buddhist chant to Xue Ling.
At this time, Xue Ling was still in the state of having a chicken in her left hand and a duck in her right hand. Facing this monk, especially in the deep mountains and old forests, she naturally did not dare to let down her guard.
At this time, the monk's steps were like flying, and he had already arrived in front of Xue Ling: "Female donor, I see that you are destined to be my Buddha."
Xue Ling silently took a step back.
A monk is good at everything, but he is not good at this. It always means that you are destined to be a Buddha.
Your bowl of rice is destined to my Buddha, so you should give it to me to eat. Your clothes are destined to my Buddha, so you should give it to me to keep me warm. Your money is destined to my Buddha, so you should donate it. Reshape the golden body of Buddha in the temple.
Of course, this is not the scariest thing.
The most terrifying thing is that you are destined to be my Buddha.
Things outside the body are destined to have a destiny, and it is enough to spend money to eliminate disasters. But if a person is destined to my Buddha, what is the point of not donating oneself to the Buddha?
The fat monk couldn't help but laugh when he saw Xue Ling retreating: "The Sa family made a joke to the female donor. I hope the female donor doesn't mind."
"The Sa family just wants to ask the female donor for a way."
Xue Ling was obviously carrying the person with one chicken in her left hand and a duck in the right hand, but the fat monk didn't seem to mind at all. Xue Ling didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but the mountain road was narrow and he couldn't walk if he blocked the road. In the past, I could only stop: "May I ask this eminent monk what path he wants to ask?"
"I can't call you an eminent monk." The monk laughed and said, "The Sa family and a friend met on the road in this mountain forest. Unexpectedly, the mountain road here was rugged and we couldn't tell the direction. We happened to meet the female donor. I just wanted to ask: " Has the female donor ever heard of the name Fan Yixian? "
Hearing the words Fan Yixian, Xue Ling's heart tightened, but her expression didn't change at all. She pretended to be confused and shook her head: "Fan Yixian? What Fan Yixian?"
"It turns out that the female donor didn't know." The monk continued to smile: "Then the Sa family has another problem."
"May I ask if these two men on the female donor's body are thieves that the female donor stole from?"
This sentence was nondescript and extremely ridiculous. It didn't sound like a monk speaking at all. However, Xue Ling was already wary of him and could only suppress her anger: "Senior monk, please stop talking nonsense."
She lowered her head and said.
"What a high-ranking monk and a low-ranking monk? When others see the Sa family, they just call out the bald donkey." The monk looked at Xue Ling and said with a smile: "The Sa family saw the female benefactor has tender skin and tender flesh, and a delicate face. It is conceivable that she is destined to be my Buddha. "
"Can I ask the female donor to come to my temple to worship Buddha for a year and a half?"
Saying this, he suddenly grabbed Xue Ling's shoulder.
Come again! Xue Ling sighed in her heart, feeling really miserable that she couldn't express.
But this time Xue Ling was already concentrating. Seeing him take action, she rushed forward and punched the mountain to subdue the tiger. Instead, it hit the monk's heart.
