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The words have already reached the mouth, but in the throat it is like what is smashed, how can I say it?

Xiaonan was not surprised, coughing a few times, still has a mouthful.

He was taken aback and secretly groaned.

Could it be said that he did not pay attention to him that day and was banned by the Buddha.

Xiaonan has no desire to cry without tears, Buddha, Buddha, you are too sinister.

In the case of bans on others, Zi Tang Su is not the first time to do so.

Earlier, Hong Mingyue had a heart-wrenching Ye Lingyue, and Zitang Su was imprisoned on his body, which led to Hong Mingyue's thoughts that he would like to harm Ye Lingyue, and it would be painful.

Compared with Hong Mingyue, it was not forgotten, and when Ye Lingyue was a ghost, Xiaonan Wu's monk was extremely lucky.

Besides, Zitangsu found that the prohibition was very useful. He was familiar with it once in a lifetime. If he wanted to let Ye Lingyue go to his situation, he would personally say it, why bother to borrow the mouth of others.

Ye Lingyue saw Xiaonan no monk blushing, swaying and swearing, and couldn't say for a long time, so I felt a little funny.

"But, even I can't find the whereabouts of Master Zi, let alone you are a monk who ignores the world. You want to ask me anything, even if you say it, use my master's purple as an excuse. But then, I will help you answer. Zen machine is OK, but if I answer it, you have to pay me."

Ye Lingyue is a public official.

"Cough, the family does not fight slang, Ye Shizhu, not that I want to marry you, but I can't help myself. This is the Zen machine, and please ask Ye Shizhu."

Xiaonan did not say, he took out a piece of paper.

That day Xiaonan had no reminder of Zitang Su, then copied the sentence.

Into the eyes, it is a line of neat little shackles: trees are not trees, one leaf can not be blind.

These words, no heads and no tails, Ye Lingyue looked at it is also a half-baked, I do not know what it means.

She shook her head helplessly.

"I am sorry, Xiaonan is not, I don't understand what this sentence means."

Even Ye Lingyue did not know, Xiaonan did not scratch his head, and came up with a compromise.

"Ye Shizhu really can't think of it, then there is no way, but please ask Ye Shizhu to discuss with me. The holy spring temple, want to join the leaf donor to enter the ninth Yuan, looking for the whereabouts of Jiuzhong Yujing Liu.

Xiaonan did not say this, Ye Lingyue was alarmed.

"Well, you have a little monk in Xiaonan. If you go, you actually want to grab the jade willow with me. Other things are okay, but I can't give it to you, but I promised to be old. Go back with the jade willow and refine it back to the spring."

Not only that, Ye Lingyue also used the planting of Jiuzhong Yujing Liu to awaken the mysterious gods in her body, naturally can not share with others, of course, Ye Lingyue will not tell Xiaonan no.

"Ye Shizhu don't misunderstand. Nanwu is not going to win the jade willow, the holy spring temple, only the Yangzhi nectar of the jade willow tree, I don't want much, just ten drops."

Xiaonan Wu's monk is calculating that to make the Buddha restore his power as soon as possible, ten drops of Yangzhi nectar should be enough.

I am afraid that Ye Lingyue refused, and Nan Wu's monk also patiently explained to Ye Lingyue that Yang Zhi Gan Lu is the dew formed by Jiuzhong Yujing Liu after taking the essence of heaven and earth.

"If it's just dew, give it to you..."

Ye Lingyue was relieved and was preparing to answer. Suddenly, he was born with urgency, and the front was a turn.

"Ten drops of Yangzhi nectar are very precious, and I can't give it to you. If you really want it, you can use a ghost hand to change it."

Ye Lingyue's face is not red and does not jump, and has opened his own conditions.

The ghost bones in the gods are the upper limb bones of the gods. They belong to the heavenly treasures. The monks of the holy spring temple have already chanted them.

I want to come to the upper limbs and still stay in the hands of Xiaonan Wu's monk. Ye Lingyue has already remembered it, but I don't know how to ask for it.

Xiaonan Wu's monk proposed ten drops of Yangzhi nectar, but gave Ye Lingyue an excuse.

Ye Lingyue also saw that the monks of the Holy Spring Temple had not gotten the interest in collecting the bones at all. It was the same, there were many bones and few bones, and there was no difference.

Listening to Ye Lingyue said that Xiaonan no monk's pink and tender buns had a bit of a painful expression on his face.

"Ye Shizhu, you can't change other conditions? There are many Buddhist scriptures in Shengquan Temple, such as the compassion curse, which can dispel distracting thoughts, purify the soul, and increase your Buddha's nature..."

The implication is that I want to teach Ye Lingyue's compassionate curse.

I know that Ye Lingyue did not appreciate it, she laughed twice.

Look at Xiaonan's appearance, is there any mystery about the ghost bone hand, Xiaonan no more, the more Ye Lingyue wants.

"Sorry, Xiaonan is not, I want the ghost bone hand. If you don't give it, don't talk about the ten drops of Yangzhi nectar."

If Xiaonan had no self-cultivation, I was afraid that I would be bleeding by Ye Lingyue.

"And slow, the bones of God can give you, but the ten drops of the branches of the nectar, the leaf donor must obey."

Xiaonan Wu's monk took out a scorpion, which was placed on the upper limb bone that Ye Lingyue had been licking for a long time.

"Hey, what's the thing above?"

Ye Lingyue opened his throat and saw that the ghost bones were completely different from the previous ones.

The ghost bones of the early days were full of suffocating. After the chanting, the suffocating suffocation of the ghost bones disappeared, and the line was cursed.

The upper limb bone looks like an ivory white, the mantras are golden, the mantra is still alive, and it keeps flowing on the bones like a trickle.

Ye Lingyue's finger just touched the upper limb bone.

It was only a touch, and I felt a clear stream into my hands.

A pair of **** bones, into two wipes, drilled into the arm of Ye Lingyue.

In Ye Lingyue's mind, a line of words suddenly appeared.

"Buddha magical powers, seal the magic hand."

It turned out that this noble bone hand passed through the chanting of many sacred temples of the Holy Spring Temple, including the Xiaonan no monk, and the mantra has already entered the bones.

The original expensive skeleton of the bones has become a top-grade artifact of the Buddha, containing a Buddhist scripture, called the magic hand.

This magic hand, seemingly inconspicuous, can curb the other's divine power when confronting the enemy. Take a magical technique as an example. The magic hand can make the power of a great god's skill greatly reduced, and it falls into a small god.

The possession of the magic hand, the higher the cultivation, the stronger the power of the magical power that can be contained.

Xiaonan no monk has no heart, refining the magic hand, originally wanted to bring back the holy spring temple, as the treasure of the temple of the holy spring temple, knowing that, under the chance of coincidence, it has completed Ye Lingyue.

"Amitabha, there are certain numbers in the dark."

Xiaonan did not sigh.