"Submit, I am willing to surrender..." The old monk knelt on the ground with a thud, sweating all over his body, and there was no such thing as a Taoist monk.

Buzz! The star-bright finger stopped steadily from his shiny bald head and silky hair. Just referring to the pressure coming from the old monk, it made the old monk feel the threat of death.

Xiao Yi casually dispersed the huge finger and said expressionlessly: "Since you are willing to surrender, then sign a master-servant contract with Xiaolin!"

Xiaolin jumped out cheering and excitedly.

There was a strong look of pride on his face, and a rune popped up between his fingers, which was the master-servant contract in his inherited memory.

Looking at the master-servant contract rune floating in front of him, the old monk thrust his face, wanting to cry without tears! A moment ago... But he forced Xiaolin to become his mount.

?     ??Now he has become Xiaolin's mount, which is really a mess of luck!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              �

As his whole body trembled, the old monk felt that his life had fallen under Xiaolin's control.

Life and death are all in his thoughts.

The old monk was completely disappointed.

The host of the White Tiger Temple, a master of the fifth-level Heavenly Venerable Realm, was once a famous existence in Xizhou.

Now he has become a mount of a monster.

"Buddha, please forgive me!"

The old monk secretly repented in his heart.

Xiaolin smiled and jumped onto the old monk's shoulder.

His legs were swaying on his chest.

Xiaolin patted the shiny bald head and said dissatisfiedly: "This bald head is smooth and there is no place to grab the handle. Your neck is also hard, which really affects the riding experience!"

The old monk was so embarrassed that he really wanted to throw Xiaolin off his neck.

But as soon as he saw Xiao Yi staring at him, his thoughts disappeared and he smiled dryly: "Master, Master, I have been bald for thousands of years, and I can't grow my hair..." "It doesn't matter if I can't grow my hair, it just so happens that I have a hat that suits you!"

Xiaolin's eyes rolled around, and under the old monk's desperate gaze, he took out a green hat and buckled it on him.

The material of this hat is good, as smooth as silk, and has two horns on both sides.

Green hair and cow horns! This green is so awesome! Xiaolin grabbed the cow horns with both hands and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, I'll ride on this hat and experience it's going to rise sharply!"

After a pause, Xiaolin asked, "Bald, what's your name?"

The old monk said with a sad face: "Poverty, I am a monk's Dharma name to abstain from sex!"

Everyone: "..." Xiaolin blinked: "Are you lustful?"

"..." The monk abstaining from sex wanted to cry without tears, his face turned red and explained weakly, "This is color, emptiness, emptiness is color, not color of lust..." "Ohh!"

Xiaolin seemed to understand but didn't understand, and waved his hand to say it didn't matter, "It's not nice to quit sex, I'd better call you bald donkey!"

Monk Abstinence: "..." Huang Tianfang and others on the side looked at the monk Abstinence who had a sad face, with a cuckold on his head, and the haze on his face was swept away.

Xiao Yi looked at Huang Baitao: "Lord Huang, why are you here?

How did you meet Xiaolin..." Huang Baitao hurriedly said, "This is the thing..." "Telection here with a random teleportation scroll, we were besieged by monsters. Although I killed the monsters, I was seriously injured.

I have been recuperating during this period, until today I met Xiaolin..." Huang Baitao's eyes were already blood red. Thinking of the innocent city people who died tragically under the hands of Tianlong Bazi in Beast Emperor City, Huang Baitao knelt down with a thud, "Mr. Xiao, you must avenge my Beast Emperor City and the innocent dead tribe members of the Huang family!"

Xiao Yi raised his palm and helped Huang Baitao up, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Tianlong Bazi has been killed by me.

And this trip was to Xizhou to seek revenge on Tianlong Temple and Tianlong Supreme!”

The monk sneered on the side heard the conversation between the two, his eyes were full of disbelief: "Mr. Xiao, you, did you just say that Tianlong Bazi was killed by you?"

"Um?"

Xiao Yi was stunned and looked at the monk Jiese, "Do you know the dragon and the bazi?"

“More than just understanding?

Back then, my White Tiger Temple and Tianlong Temple belonged to the same Buddha country, and we have always been in peace.

Until the Tianlong Supreme appeared in Tianlong Temple, they turned against each other and kept plotting against our masters in Baihu Temple and embezzling the believers of our Baihu Temple."

The monk Jiese's eyes were full of resentment and hatred, and gritted his teeth and said, "Until a hundred years ago, they even slandered me, Baihu Temple, practicing the Buddhist and demonic path. Not only did they destroy the Taoist priest of my White Tiger Temple, but they also expelled us from Xizhou and wandered in this riot sea..." Xiaolin, who was riding on his neck, was stunned and raised his eyebrows and said, "Bald donkey, do you mean that you have a deep blood hatred with Tianlong Temple?"

"I wish I could tear them into pieces!"

The monk abstained from sex gritted his teeth and said.

Xiaolin rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Congratulations, the opportunity to take revenge is here!"

"Um?"

The monk Jiese was stunned, and then thought of the hatred between Xiao Yi and the others and the Tianlong Temple. A light of hope flashed through his eyes, but it was soon extinguished again, and he smiled bitterly, "Master, how difficult is it to destroy Tianlong Temple?

Although Lord Xiao killed Tianlong Bazi, as long as Tianlong Supreme does not die, his followers will still exist, and the Taoist dynasty of the Tianlong Temple will not be destroyed at all.

The Supreme Heavenly Dragon is one of the eighteen Supreme Buddhas in the Holy Land Spirit Mountain..." In his opinion... Although Xiao Yi is strong, he is at most a seventh or eighth-level Heavenly Lord.

The Supreme Heavenly Dragon is not only the Supreme, but also a super strong man with the Buddha's fruit.

How could Xiao Yi be his opponent?

"So what about the Supreme?"

Xiaolin said indifferently, "My boss also has supreme combat power, but can't destroy his Tianlong Temple Taoist throne?"

"What?

Lord Xiao Yi has supreme combat power?”

The monk abstained from sex looked confused.

He looked up and down at Xiao Yi, and naturally he could see that Xiao Yi was only in his early twenties.

The supreme in his early twenties?

Never seen such an existence in such a large Xizhou! Xiaolin raised his head and said proudly: "How is it?

Now I believe that my boss can destroy the Tianlong Temple, right?”

"This..." The monk Abstinent looked shocked, but he still shook his head and said, "It's hard, it's really too difficult.

Master, do you know how to destroy a Buddha's kingdom?”

Seeing Xiao Yi and Xiao Lin shook their heads, he continued, "There are only two ways to destroy the Taoist dynasty of a Buddha. One is to kill all the strong people of this Taoist dynasty. If the believers lose the object of faith, the Taoist dynasty will be destroyed."

"Not to mention that the Supreme Heavenly Dragon has super strong combat power, he, as a Buddha, will not easily leave the Holy Land Spirit Mountain.

If you want to kill him, you must enter the holy land Lingshan. Is Lord Xiao confident that he will be killed in Lingshan?"

Abstain from sex and look at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi shook his head.

The Spirit Mountain in the Holy Land, there are powerful Saints in charge! Not to mention going in to kill the Supreme Dragon, I am afraid that as soon as I entered, I was beaten to death by the powerful Saints.

Xiaolin asked, "What about the second solution?"

The monk Jiese pondered for a moment, then a hint of hatred appeared in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "The second solution is just like the Tianlong Temple dealt with us back then.

They framed me, Baihu Temple, to practice the Buddhist and demonic path, which caused me, Baihu Temple to be betrayed by believers. In addition, many powerful people in Baihu Temple were expelled, so they naturally destroyed the Taoist tradition of Baihu Temple in Xizhou.

However, it is almost impossible to make all the believers of Tenlong Temple betray them..."                                                     

Xiaolin asked unwillingly.

Everyone looked at Xiao Yi one after another.

Xiao Yi held his cheek with his palm and pondered for a moment. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, staring at the monk Jiese: "Jiese, do you want to destroy Tianlong Temple with your own hands?"

"I dreamed of it, just..." The monk Abstinent smiled bitterly, "This is simply impossible!"

Xiao Yi shook his head and smiled confidently: "There is no impossible in my dictionary!"
Chapter completed!