Chapter 2311 (1/2)

In addition to talent, what monks need to compare in their practice is the land of law and wealth.

Law has multiple meanings.

The cultivation method, the supernatural power, the birth and origin of the monk are all included in it.

wealth.

That's good. There's a lot more to explain.

It is nothing more than spirit stone, precious material, magic weapon and so on.

A couple.

There are companions and companions.

The ground.

It's a place of practice.

Most of the cracks in the monk's mind come from these four sources.

Just like the pursuit of ordinary people, is nothing more than the color of wealth.

What the friars pursue is law, wealth and land. The higher pursuit is longevity.

So it's almost these that the heart devil wants to conquer.

With the sound of the sigh, Chu Yan felt that his body could not move.

At the same time, he felt his body begin to sink lightly.

The light around also experienced the process from light to darkness and then to light again.

When it becomes bright again, his surroundings are not pure silver.

It's an inexhaustible skill.

A mountain of ancient books.

”That's it?”

Chu Yan smiles lightly, closes his eyes and shakes his head.

Bang!

A light sound, all the classics, all turned into powder, with the wind.

At the same time, in the void, came a low hum.

The next moment, the picture changes again.

Countless spirit stones turn into a vast river and surge towards the words of Chu.

Countless magic weapon, all embracing, colorful, whatever you want.

”Not enough.”

Chu Yan shook his head again.

Boom!

In the void, a black hole appeared. In a flash, it swallowed all the magic stones.

Deep in the void, that unwilling low hum, this time became not angry.

Chu Yan knelt on the ground, and the light around him changed again.

A sound of low breath, from the rising pink fog.

The graceful figure began to appear.

When the figure appeared in front of him, Chu Yan found that the illusion given by the demons this time was not Lin miaoran, not Shen Qing, not su Yuqing, wusilanma, not any nun who was deeply entangled with Chu Yan.

But, before only one side of the edge of lihuawei.

Chu Yan suddenly froze.

The devil thought that Chu Yan was finally caught, and immediately came out Jie Jie's sneer.

But without waiting for the demons to make the next step of temptation, Chu Yan already chuckled.

”Are you sure?”

This tone of voice, undisguised irony.

”If you don't come up with something useful, I'll be through you.”

At this time, in the words of Chu Yan, it was just a light cloud.

He even felt like he was going to sleep.

The devil can't help gnashing his teeth.

Bang!

Li Huawei, who was scratching his head and making a pose, didn't even have time to take off his thin shirt, so it became a fog.

The Dharma is rich.

That's all that's left.

”False.”

As a result, Chu Yan had already interrupted the other party before the demon had created the illusion.

This kind of feeling, for the devil, is like diarrhea. Just squatting down, he wants to go for a long time. As a result, a wooden plug bigger than his fist stops him.

If you can't get up, you can't get down.