Chapter 6392

See daomen ice heart tone eased down, ye Lingyue also relaxed.

Earlier, Emperor Xin was careful. As soon as the road gate Bing Xin appeared, he called out to fight and kill, or ran away on the way.

"Yueer, have you made up your mind to go to Buddhism? If Yunsheng is there, I'm afraid it won't allow you to go. "

Ji Rumo sees ye Lingyue and daomen Bingxin open, still some uneasy.

He has lived in Buddhism for many years, and he knows the rules of Buddhism.

Yue'er's disposition of love and hate is not suitable for Buddhism.

"Uncle mirror, I must go. To tell you the truth, a close friend of mine also needs to be sent to the Buddha sect. Somehow, he was controlled by the red moon and lost his mind. "

Ye Lingyue Xiaoming Jun's situation and Ji Rumo said.

Ji Rumo listened and went to check the situation of Xiaoming Jun.

"His appearance is not simply controlled."

Ji Rumo can't see why.

"So I'm going to borrow the Prajna Sutra of Buddhism to see if I can cure xiaomingjun."

Ye Lingyue has also checked that Xiaoming Jun is not poisoned, but seems to be a poison.

But there was no trace of poison in his body.

"Maybe I can try it first."

Ji Rumo said, in front of Xiaoming Jun, recited the Sutra.

But after several Prajna sutras came down, Xiaoming Jun was as good as before. He was hostile to ye Lingyue and others.

"This is all Prajna sutras. I got several Prajna Sutras in Kunlun's former site earlier, but they all failed to work."

Ye Lingyue is very familiar with these Prajna sutras. She only needs one Prajna Sutra in her hand.

Unexpectedly, Ji Rumo, one of the most important Buddhas under the ancient Buddha, does not have that missing Prajna Sutra.

"Since all the other Prajna sutras are invalid, we can only find two ancient Buddhas. They are the existence of Kunlun Tianmai period. They are likely to master the complete Prajna Sutra."

Ji Rumo slightly pondered and said.

His statement is consistent with that of Dixin.

The most important Prajna Sutra is said to be the original Scripture of Kunlun period. Among the Buddhists, no one knows about it except two ancient Buddhas.

In this way, ye Lingyue must go to Buddhism.

"Well, since you have made up your mind, we will go back to Buddhism. It's just that I'm going to report. "

Ji Rumo thought, or agreed to ye Lingyue's request.

The group decided to go to the gate of Buddhism.

After a night's rest in Shucheng, they left again the next day.

At night, ye Lingyue and other people in the temple have been arranged to rest in different rooms.

Ji Rumo is in the hall, the green lamp salutes the Buddha.

In the middle of the night, the light of the oil lamp is beating gently.

Suddenly, the lights went dark, and the whole hall fell into a darkness.

"Brother, the first priest asked you, how are things going? Why hasn't there been any news for so long? "

A female voice, suddenly resounding in the hall.

Ji Rumo's figure is a little stiff.

After a while, he said.

"It's already in preparation, and After discovering the whereabouts of Ye Lingyue and daomen Bingxin, they will return to Buddhism with me soon. "

"Oh? It really takes no effort. The first priest has been searching for their whereabouts these days. "

Women's voice, full of joy.

Emperor Shen killed Si Qingwu and the God of the white tiger hall. Qin was furious, and the first priest was very upset.

"It would be great if they went to the Buddha sect. All the plans are the same. Remember to start with Yunsheng as soon as possible."

The voice of the girl told me.

Ji Rumo was silent.

"Brother, don't you forget our vows? Only the first priest can get us out of the curse and revive the rosefinches. "

Female voice seems to see Ji Rumo's hesitation.

"I didn't forget. Wait for my message."

Ji Rumo's voice, with helpless and compromise.

So far, he has no way out.

The lamp flashed on.

Ji Rumo sat there, just like a statue, without moving for a long time.

Before and after daybreak, ye Lingyue and others got up one after another.

"Boss, we went to Buddhism, can we see your master?"

On the way to the gate of Shu City, Xiao Zhi yo asked excitedly.

He hasn't seen zitongsu for many years.

Xiaozhiyo is not deeply impressed by zitangsu, but only a few memories show that he is much easier to get along with than Dixin.

Xiaozhiyo is looking forward to seeing each other.

At least there is a purple hall to stay, Emperor Xin or the road door ice heart can't do nothing.Xiaozhiyo just asked, beside me, a cold look, swept over.

Xiaozhiyo, an exciting spirit, saw the cold heart of daomen, staring at himself.

Compared with this guy, Dixin seemed to have a good temper.

Xiaozhiyo tears again, he really miss Fengxin, OK, the same face, Fengxin is the real immortal brother!

Compared with his father's instant Yan Ba, little Wuji seems more happy.

After the temple fair, Shu city is not as lively as it was yesterday.

However, there are still many delicious and interesting things along the way. From small to large, I have never seen so many interesting ones. I can't catch sight of them all at once.

Some of the city people also know the emissary Ji Rumo, and they are very enthusiastic. They send some fruits and fruits trinkets to me, and they all accept them.

"It's a wonderful place. I don't have to be chased by the people of hongyuetian. Dad and later Niang are back. How about the three of us moving here?"

The little limitless gills are bulging and filling their mouths with food.

That appearance, it is to let ye Lingyue think of the small squeak when she was a child.

When xiaozhiyo grows up, it's not as fun as when I was a kid.

Just little Wuya, can you come back?

Ye Lingyue thought of small Wuya, can not help but look a little gloomy, small Chee yo also some absent-minded.

"Don't eat when you talk. How can I teach you to eat or sleep?"

Xiaozhiyo slapped his son in the back of his head.

Small Wuji a staggering, mouth of food, almost did not spray out.

With an ouch, he jumped far away.

"Dad, you're trying to murder your son. You're going to be the queen..."

Little Wuji is saying, just hear a plop behind him.

He looked back and found a little beggar behind him.

The little beggar has been in a coma. He was not only hit by little Wuji, but also other people.

"I didn't do anything. This guy doesn't touch porcelain."

Little Wuji's face is depressed.

"Little Wuji, the child seems to be ill."

Ye Lingyue saw the small beggar, bony, eyes closed, busy to check.

The little beggar was not seriously ill, but had some skin injuries and cold and hunger, so he was knocked out by little Wuji.

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