Look In the Mirror Chapter 342

Chapter 342 Candle Dragon Fire

Mystery of Myriad Valleys, the top of a mountain.

There are huge rocks here.

Between a rock, the golden-robed monk raised his sleeves, and the scorching sun pattern on it was particularly conspicuous. This pattern is the symbol of Lieguang Pavilion in Nanjiang.

"I didn't expect that the monks in Shasheng Temple are so kind."

"Yes, although the young monk is not very old, he is really kind and righteous."

Beside him are monks in black robes and green robes.

One is a disciple of Ghost Sect, and the other is a disciple of Duanmai Mountain.

"The Jackdaw Messenger told us to stay away from the monks who met the Shasheng Temple before, and not to covet the black stone's reward."

"At first I thought he was terrified by the Killing Temple, but now it seems that the Jackdaw Envoy is really far-sighted."

"Yes, the Jackdaw Messenger is the only one who escaped from the Killing Temple."

"His understanding of Shasheng Temple is far better than others."

"Shall we help the little monk?"

"How to help?"

"Can you detoxify Rumeng Youlan's poison?"

"Or can you defeat so many monks?"

"Ahem ~"

"Both the Jackdaw Messenger and the Black Rope Messenger are here, so it's not our turn to talk about this kind of thing."

On the boulder above their heads, Jing Congling looked away and sighed softly: "What a **** little monk."

After speaking, he glanced at the Jackdaw Messenger He Cangwu next to him.

The latter's eyes were gloomy, and he seemed to see some shadows of Monk Lichen from the outrageous little monk.

The monk Lichen back then also fought with him because of his weakness, and he didn't give up even half a step.

"Oh~"

"Perhaps the innocence in southern Xinjiang is about to change."

The young monk's sacrifice made the self-proclaimed orthodox monk ashamed.

It's just that no one saw the stinging gaze of Monk Zhunye behind the crowd.

This little monk and the three women must not live!

Amid the astonished gazes of everyone, an orange-red flame shot out!

The flame fell right on the outrageous little monk.

In the blink of an eye, he covered his ridiculous body.

"don't want!"

Shenxiu, Luqi, and Jifu cried and cried, but they still couldn't stop the flame from spreading.

"how is this possible?!"

Qiu Taichu in Fallen Maple Valley screamed.

Just now, the fragrance of dream orchid covered the entire mountain.

Even the outrageous little monk in the middle of the scene is poisoned, why is there nothing wrong with Zhunye?

All the monks turned their heads to look, and it turned out to be Monk Zhunye who was still sluggish just now!

In fact, it was also a coincidence. The reason why Monk Zhunye was not affected was not because of his profound skill.

Instead, he was restrained by the outrageous Bai Yun Ninggang before, and the bewitching light ignited on his body, which directly activated the skinny dragon **** fire cover on his body.

This hood has been passed down for a long time, and the specific origin is no longer known.

But once this treasure is used, it will form a protective cover around the body to isolate it from the outside world.

Just now, when the scent of dreamy orchids flowed on the mountaintop, it happened that the Leprosy Dragon God Fire Shield was activated and did not intrude into it, so Monk Zhunye escaped a catastrophe.

And when he saw that the outrageous monk was still alive, he felt ruthless and stepped in.

Must not be left alive!

"This is... Candle Dragon Fire!"

"The spiritual creature of the Candle Dragon Temple... Candle Dragon Fire?!"

The heavenly fire is divided into three ranks: mortal, spirit, and immortal.

Candle dragon fire is just one of the spiritual flames.

It is said that there is a different kind of snake in Zhulong Temple. It has a human face and a red body.

The Candle Sanyin Snake can spit out different fires. It is the fire of the Candle Dragon. This fire uses human life as the lamp oil, which can save life and burn time. Once it is burned, no matter what you do, you can't stop the loss of life.

The legendary lamp of the same life was cast from this fire, which is the remnant lamp that sealed the gorefiend later.

Sometimes everything seems to be God's will.

The outrageous little monk's body's extraordinary flames might be able to hurt him, but it's far from hurting him as much as the candle dragon's fire.

"Ah~"

A mournful scream resounded across the mountain.

The little monk in the flames roared towards the sky unwillingly.

Gorefiend seems to have returned to a thousand years ago.

The same flame, the same monk.

The whole world is an enemy, and there is nowhere to hide.

Countless clones were killed one by one.

My life is constantly being lost.

Is this destiny?

The rebirth after a thousand years is still the extinction of reincarnation.

It's a pity that I haven't eaten more candied haws.

It's a pity that I haven't killed the lonely bald donkey yet.

pity…

The wind of heaven and earth seems to be particularly fond of the mountains at this time.

In the breeze, all the monks looked at the burning man in front of them, and still did not move an inch. At this moment, no one thought of the black stone offering a reward.

The setting sun is like blood, and the red clouds gather and disperse.

"Amitabha~"

Suddenly a Buddha's chant sounded from the silent mountain top.

The outrageous flame on the little monk flickered for no reason.

The next moment, the fire flickered.

Gorefiend feels his own life passing, perhaps this time he will perish forever.

But suddenly there was a tremor in the dantian.

The crystal clear tear in the middle suddenly gushed out a wanton warm current.

The warm current circled around the dantian, and the zhenqi originally locked by Rumeng Youlan began to flow.

The red glowing stars light up again.

The endless candle dragon flames were attracted by the stars, and disappeared all of a sudden.

At this time, a familiar voice came from my mind.

"Senior brother, everything depends on me."

The Gorefiend was stunned.

In this life, it seems a little different.

"The flames have stopped!"

The three women rushed to catch the outrageous little monk who fell to the ground, only to see that his body was covered with injuries, his eyes were closed tightly, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"Amitabha."

I don't know when, a thin figure stood in an outrageous original position.

Looking at his back, the three women behind him were already in tears.

"Woooooh, he's finally here!"

"what happened?"

The moment the candle dragon flame went out, it immediately caught the attention of Monk Zhunye.

When he looked up and saw the young monk suddenly appearing in front of him, Monk Zhunye felt a 'thump' in his heart.

"Li Chen!"

I don't know who called out this name.

Immediately attracted the attention of all the monks around.

The monk in the middle is Fengshen and handsome, with an incomprehensible sense of Zen on his body.

Sure enough, it is as in the legend, and it is worthy of the name of "Monk Duxiu"!

The person who came was none other than Li Chen.

Before the five people from Lichen met with the four true disciples, they suddenly received the spiritual thoughts passed on to them by the three daughters of Xiangfeigu.

Did not dare to waste time any longer, greeted all the brothers and sisters, and then directly summoned Plum Blossom Wandering, and headed towards the mountain peak first.

The three girls were injured, and they came to rescue outrageously, and finally arrived at the top of the mountain at the most dangerous moment.

"You are Li Chen!"

"Be obedient and catch him without a fight, so that we don't have to waste any more effort."

"You're going to kill yourself, and I'll let the little monk and the three girls go away."

Li Chen's eyes were gloomy, scanning the faces in front of him.

Among them, there are many monks of the righteous way, and there are also a few disciples of the evil way who are probing their brains.

"I just ask, who wants to take the head of this item?"

PS: Monthly ticket, recommendation ticket, come to the bowl~

(end of this chapter)

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