Chapter 775

The atmosphere of the scene solidified in an instant, and the people of the Qinglong Dynasty were a little happy, because they knew that Daoling and the Holy Son of the temple had just had a conflict, and I'm afraid they would choose to stand here with them`

"Is this?" The yin-yang ghost detective stared at the green fruit. After his eyelids jumped wildly, he couldn't help saying, "is this the legendary Bodhi?"

The little monk was already paying attention to the Bodhi child. His clear eyes flashed a sigh, so he moved his eyes and fell on a small temple here.

The Sanskrit sound came from the small temple, which was sacred and solemn. It looked very peaceful and had an inviolable atmosphere.

The eyes of Daoling are miniature. He has heard of Bodhi Zi. It is said to be a terrible treasure, which can realize the Dharma and Taoism, but it has long disappeared. I don't know how many years ago. Is this a Bodhi Zi?

"Brother, please help me, and my reward will be increased by ten times!" Li Qingjun danced in white and was beautiful. She spoke very decisively.

Daoling's eyes burst with pure light. Just about to speak, the Holy Son of the temple roared, "hurry up!"

The whole body breath of the Holy Son of the temple soared to the extreme, like a human shaped thunder field was born. Purple lightning hit Li Qingjun, which was crazy and frightening for a time, and the world went drifting and raining heavily.

Bi Fang instantly manifested his body, and its bright feathers spit out fires one after another. It was very turbulent, trampled out with one foot, and attacked Li Qingjun.

The two young supreme masters burst at the same time, causing the breath to be very thrilling. A group of people in the Qinglong Dynasty shivered, and some people's throats were bleeding, so it was difficult to bear this fluctuation.

Even if Li Qingjun's face was dignified, her green silk was dancing, and her whole body was glowing, and her palms were suddenly raised, angrily penetrating the explosive attack.

At the same time, she hurriedly said, "brother Dao, I'm Li Qingjun. I'll never renege on my words. Please help me!"

The two young supreme masters are bursting with all their strength. Even if she can't hold on for long, she knows that Daoling has mastered the axe. If this thing explodes, it will definitely threaten them both.

Daoling was hesitating whether to help Li Qingjun. This woman made Daoling afraid. If she played a giant axe, she would be exhausted at that time. I'm afraid she would take the Bodhi.

While Daoling was thinking, his face suddenly became gloomy, because the two people who were trying their best to kill Li Qingjun suddenly turned around and rushed to Li Xiaoxuan with a terrible degree.

Li Xiaoxuan's eyes widened and screamed, "sister Qingjun, save me."

"Hum, it's too late now, Princess Xiaoxuan has offended!" The Holy Son of the temple pinched Li Xiaoxuan's neck and opened his mouth coldly.

"Death!" Daoling's eyes opened angrily, and there was a trace of trembling in his eyes. There was also a touch of tension. With the practice of the Temple son, it was not easy to save Li Xiaoxuan!

The red fire spirit bird's face was not good-looking. Anyway, the son of the temple was also a young supreme, but he even captured a girl.

"Temple son, what are you doing?" The people of the Qinglong emperor were furious. This is the little princess in the emperor. She was captured by life!

Li Qingjun's eyes sank, his jade hand clenched, and shouted, "Temple son, you are also a person. You are not afraid of being laughed at for acting like this?"

Hearing this, the Holy Son of the temple sneered, "Princess Qingjun, I just have to!"

"You bastard, let your aunt go quickly." Li Xiaoxuan's face flushed with anger.

"Princess Xuan, I advise you to be calm. If the strength of my hand increases and I accidentally crush you to death, it will be bad at that time." The son of the temple said coldly.

This is about Bodhi son. Even if the relationship with the Qinglong emperor deteriorates, the temple will not punish him!

"What do you want?" Li Qingjun's face was a little ugly, and she also saw this. She was very nervous. If Li Xiaoxuan had an accident, she could not help but be blamed.

Hearing this, the Holy Son of the temple looked at Bodhi with fiery eyes and said indifferently, "it's very simple. What I want is Bodhi!"

Li Qingjun's heart shook, but it didn't surprise her. She soon opened her mouth and snorted coldly, "Bodhi son can be given to you, but you should let Xiao Xuan go."

"Hahaha, Princess Qingjun, you are really kidding." The Temple son disdained a sneer: "be sensible and give me the Bodhi son right away. Don't worry, I won't crush her. As long as I get the Bodhi son, I promise nothing."

"Damn it, sister Qingjun, don't promise him." Li Xiaoxuan was extremely angry, but the strength of the Temple son's hand was increasing, and the girl's cheeks were red, but she didn't cry out hard.

Daoling's fist was clenched, and there was a terrible anger exploding.

"OK, Bodhi son, I'll give it to you. Don't hurt Xiaoxuan." There was a decisive color in Li Qingjun's eyes.

"Amitabha." The little monk's eyes fell on the Bodhi son, and his hands closed together and opened his mouth faintly: "this Bodhi son is a treasure of the ancient times, a unique thing of Amitabha the great emperor."

"What did you say?" The Holy Son of the temple and Bi Fang's face were ecstatic and shouted, "Amitabha, the treasure of the great emperor?"

The emperor's treasure, they are excited to crazy, the value of this Bodhi is simply unimaginable.

"Isn't this man a friend of my brother?" Li Xiaoxuan's eyelids trembled slightly and said secretly in her heart.

"But the Bodhi has long dried up." The little monk sighed, "it's useless now. Even if you get it, it's useless. It's better to let the girl go and have a good relationship."

"What did you say? The Bodhi Seed is dry?" The son of the temple's face darkened and shouted, "you can't lie to me. This Bodhi is clearly fine."

"The so-called bystander is clear. This Bodhi is said to be the treasure of enlightenment. The Bodhi in your eyes has no such vision at all, and the bodhi tree has dried up."

The little monk's words made the temple saint's face uncertain. He said, "although it is so, I can't plant him alive."

The little monk shook his head indifferently and said, "although it is true, only the power of the master level of Buddhism can awaken this thing with the Dharma, and it often takes endless years. This is secondary. The bodhi tree needs to be planted in Mount Sumi to recover, but mount Sumi has long disappeared with Amitabha, and once you remove it, it will wither instantly, which is impossible."

The face of the Holy Son of the temple is completely ugly. The Buddha master of Buddhism, don't mention whether such people have it or not. Even if there is, take the Bodhi son, I'm afraid the Buddha won't let it stay on them!

More importantly, Mount Sumi is said to be the area where Amitabha the great created the Buddha Dharma. Where can I find it? The son of the temple's face was cloudy and sunny, and he shouted, "Li Qingjun, go and take off the Bodhi son for me!"

Obviously, they didn't believe the little monk's words. Li Qingjun believed it for a few minutes and went directly to pick up the bodhi tree, but unfortunately, the only remaining root was dying.

Li Qingjun sighed, and her eyes moved to the Temple son's ugly face. She said, "Temple son, now it's OK. You let Xiao Xuan go. I didn't give birth to anything just now."

"Damn!" The Holy Son of the temple was very angry. This time, he really miscalculated. He captured Li Xiaoxuan alive and offended Li Qingjun. I'm afraid the Qinglong emperor will also be angry when he learned about this.

The Holy Son of the temple thought for a while. His sinister eyes stared at Daoling and sneered, "this boy has a treasure. I'm afraid it won't be easy for me to go out safely. You let him throw the treasure away, and I'm letting her go!"

"Presumptuous!" Li Qingjun's eyes burst with a biting chill, and a terrible aura of dignity poured out all over him, shouting, "you are advancing with an inch!"

Daoling is not familiar with her at all. Will he throw the treasure for Li Xiaoxuan? She didn't believe killing her. It was impossible. Daoling didn't do it just now, and she was grateful. Now she let him throw away the treasure, which Li Qingjun couldn't say.

"If only my brother were here." Li Xiaoxuan's eyes were red and she felt like a burden.

"Hum, Princess Qingjun, we just want to go out. I believe it's not difficult for you to do this!" The son of the temple spoke indifferently.

"Why, do you want a giant axe?"

Daoling stared at the Holy Son of the temple with deep eyes, and a low voice followed.

This sentence made Li Qingjun slightly stunned. What did he want to do? Can this demon king also pity her.

The son of the temple is also very surprised. What does this boy want to do?

But before he spoke, a black axe was thrown out, hanging in the void, with a sharp fluctuation.

"Take it and let me go."