Chapter 660 (2/2)

One of the monks wearing a cassock even said that the evil way can not obey the rules, but they should speak the right way and set an example.

Next to Zhu Ping, the corner of his mouth puffed, as if he had seen the monk with a group of bald heads, besieging a man.

While fighting, he said, don't talk about the rules with the heretics. Let's go together!

As one of the three religions, the power of Buddhism is not vulgar. Temples are all over the country, and there are three mythological martial arts handed down by Buddha.

In addition, many monks have become shameless bald donkeys. In some cases, this group of bald heads is more difficult than Taoism.

At this time, those evil masters finally threw away the grave under the attack of the master, revealing the old coffin cabinet.

The fight between the evil master and the great Xia ”accidentally” affects this.

Sawdust was flying and a body fell out of it.

His face is like jade, with a mysterious smile, and his robe is a little tattered, but it doesn't hinder the charm of the corpse. It gives people a sense of happiness that he is not going to die but going to new life.

It can even be said that if it is not a corpse, many people will regard it as their dream lover.

Zhu Ping frowned. He always felt that he had seen this man somewhere.

But such a special temperament of this person, once appeared in front of him, he will never fail to notice, let alone forget.

If it was in the past, Zhu Ping might have given up, but since the awakening of the burning flame, his memory has become more and more powerful. This sense of deja vu, he does not think that he will make mistakes.So staring at the corpse, Zhu Ping began to mobilize his memory and match all the people he had seen since he came to Tianyuan secret place.

The answer appeared very quickly, which made Zhu Ping feel that his memory was wrong.

The feeling of deja vu was given to him by the poor Taoist priest in the inn before.

Zhu Ping carefully compared their facial features and found that if the poor Taoist priest ate better, was not so hungry and thin, dressed up, and cultivated his temperament well, he would not be so timid. He would be like the corpse in front of him.

”The little beggar they said was the poor Taoist, and the poor Taoist didn't discover Shiyuan Jiusheng, but he was the Taoist priest in the forest.”

”I just feel that there should be something wrong with his cultivation of Shiyuan Jiusheng. This reincarnation turned out to be an ordinary person without martial arts.”

Looking at those nominally protecting the bodies of their predecessors, but actually studying them secretly, Zhu Ping began to step back.

Shiyuan Jiusheng is a mythical martial art.

Practitioners can be constantly reincarnated to obtain endless life, and even to ascend the immortals.

Zhu Ping doesn't have to rest this martial art, but it must be a big chip to get hold of. Next, whether he chooses to join Taoism with this chip, he also chooses the imperial court to seek a qualification to leave Tianyuan secret land.

”If you choose Taoism, you can be much safer. If you choose the emperor, you can quickly get the opportunity to leave the secret land of Tianyuan.” Zhu Ping analyzed which side of the forces he should hand the news to.

Taoism doesn't value Shiyuan Jiusheng, but it should be very simple to give them clues.

After all, every emperor had a dream of immortality, but it was because of care that problems could arise.

However, the primary purpose now is to determine where the poor Taoist priest is before making a decision.

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