Chapter 297 Lucky Jinniang
After a while.

The monk reluctantly climbed up from the warm and soft jade.

"The rules in the temple are very strict. We need to go back quickly."

Jinniang: "Is the holy monk satisfied? Can I enter the temple?"

"Your method is good, and the brothers will surely be satisfied. Don't worry, everything has been arranged. I will ask for your monk's certificate when I go back this time, and send the monks to bring you up tonight."

"Can't you take me with you now?"

Jinniang urged in a tender voice: "This monster's lair stinks, and I will become smelly too after a while. You can bring me up secretly, and as for the monk's certificate, can't you apply for it later?"

"It's impossible. The Xumi Mountain formation monitors everything. No living creature can get in. Anything that is not registered in the mountain formation will only have one result when it encounters the mountain formation, and that is death. Don't think that you can show off in front of the formation just because you have a little bit of cultivation. The formation will teach every monster who doesn't remember a lesson a lesson. The power of the formation's ordinary counterattack is not something you monsters can withstand."

After hearing this, Jinniang could only give up the idea.

Helped the monk to dress properly and watched him go out the door.

The flying insect transformed by Yang Jian hid in his collar, preparing to take the opportunity to go up the mountain and sneak into the Leiyin Ancient Temple.

He didn't believe in evil and wanted to test whether he could sneak in.

The idea is good, but the accident comes suddenly.

The moment when the monk entered Mount Sumeru.

"Papa~~"

A faint sound appeared, like firecrackers, densely packed.

The monk turned around and saw a group of small insects on the ground, which were killed by the rebound of the formation. Wisps of green smoke were rising from the charred insect corpses, emitting the aroma of barbecue.

"Sin, sin, sin."

His Adam's apple loosened, he clasped his hands together and shook his head secretly. He did not feel guilty about the death of these insects, but when he smelled the charred corpses of the insects just now, his mouth was watering and he almost broke down.

As for these bugs, he wished they would die completely.

I had just been to a monster's lair and had a lot of lice on my body.

Fortunately, the great formation of Mount Xumi prohibited any living creature from entering from the outside, thus helping him to eliminate these lice.

The monk did not stay long and went into the mountains in a hurry.

His heart was burning with passion. He became extremely excited when he thought of the sexual bliss he would have after bringing the beautiful lady to the temple to meditate on her.

After the monk left.

The flying insect that Yang Jian transformed into pushed aside the insect corpses piled on his body, looked at the Mount Sumeru that was so close before him, and sighed in despair.

The counterattack of the formation was obviously based on the strength of the creatures that entered. Every bit of strength was used just right, just enough to kill the creatures.

Although Yang Jian did not succeed in entering, his seventy-two transformations deceived the formation, otherwise the power of the counterattack just now would not have been so limited.

Yang Jian did not give up. He used his magic power to pick up a stone on the ground and threw it forward.

"Crack~"

The stone was shattered in an instant and turned into powder.

He exerted some strength, and the formation's counterattack would only be more powerful.

After trying several times and failing each time, Yang Jian gave up the idea of ​​breaking in by force.

There is still an opportunity now.

Yang Jian returned to the gathering and transformed into a flying insect and entered the tent.

Then he saw Mei Niang packing her luggage, collecting all her belongings, preparing to enter Mount Xumi.

Yang Jian originally wanted to turn into rouge and powder, but then he changed his mind and thought that these external possessions might be discarded at any time and were not very safe.

He looked to the side, where there were several of Mei Niang's hairpins.

At this time, Mei Niang's hair was messy, and it was obvious that she had not had time to do her makeup since the monk left.

Yang Jian came up with a plan instantly.

First, he used his magic power to simulate a shouting sound outside the tent, calling Mei Niang's name.

While Mei Niang was out, he transformed himself into one of the plum blossom hairpins and hid the rest. Now that things had come to this, everything was ready except for the east wind.

As soon as Yang Jian finished his work, Mei Niang turned around and came in.

The confusion on his face has not yet disappeared.

Apparently she went outside and didn't see who was calling her.

She packed her clothes casually and began to draw her eyebrows and put on makeup, applying yellow flowers in front of the mirror.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked carefully at her makeup in the mirror, trying to apply the makeup just right to show the most beautiful posture.

The opportunity to enter Mount Xumi is hard-won, so she must be cautious.

To other monsters, it would be ridiculous and unbelievable that a female monster like her had the chance to enter the Leiyin Ancient Temple on Mount Xumi.

After all, the monks of the Leiyin Ancient Temple have pure six senses, always keep green lamps with them, and chant Buddha's name every day.

The reason for this has to do with a distant relative of hers. She was originally a little female demon who practiced at the foot of Mount Xumi. Just because her skin after transformation was extremely beautiful, she was noticed by a monk on the mountain more than a month ago and was brought into the temple to help the monks practice joy Zen.

However, there were many monks on Mount Xumi, and the female demon could not handle it alone. She was whipped by many monks until she was no longer recognizable.

As a last resort, the witch could only pull over Jinniang, who had better professional abilities, in the spirit of keeping the wealth within the witch field, in order to help share some of the pressure.

When Jinniang received the letter, she didn't believe it at first. How could such a good thing happen to her?

He happened to be planning to leave Luosha City to avoid the limelight for a while, so he came here to try his luck. Following the code in the letter, he really confronted the monk.

At this time, Jinniang was looking forward to the future. Although she felt a little tired after entering Mount Xumi, she could expect immortality, so the hardship and fatigue were worth it.

She faced the bronze mirror and skillfully tied her long hair into a bun. When she was about to take a hairpin to secure the bun, her hand grabbed nothing.

Turn around and look.

Where there were originally several hairpins, there was only one plum blossom hairpin left.

"This is weird! He was here just now."

Jinniang frowned and began to search.

After searching several times, she still couldn't find the rest of the hairpins, so she could only put the plum blossom hairpin on her head, which was better than nothing.

Originally, she was planning to use a lotus hairpin, as the pure lotus would make her look more dignified and more suitable for this Buddhist holy place.

After everything is ready.

Jinniang just sat and waited.

She wondered whether she should say goodbye to the tiger demon.

Of course, the real purpose was to show off to him that he was going to enter Mount Sumeru.

Along the way, she showed her courtesy to the tiger demon many times, but he ignored her.

This made Jinniang think that she was old and ugly.

It was not until she met the monk that Jinniang regained her confidence.

"Forget it. That tiger demon doesn't know what's good for him. I won't bother to pay attention to him."

Jinniang imagines the future.

She seemed to see herself transformed into a majestic Bodhisattva, with countless monks bowing to her, as if they saw the Buddha appearing in spirit.

The smile on his face grew wider and wider, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

After hearing his own laughter, he hurriedly covered his lips and stuck his head out of the tent to look around, fearing that other monsters would discover his good luck that was about to leave.

The good things that were about to happen were things she had never dared to imagine in her life.

Let her soul sway in Luopu and her spirit wander on the balcony.

Looking at the sky again, it will still be a while before it gets dark.

At that moment, she imagined herself as the great ancient wizard Houyi, shooting down the sun with one arrow, and immediately urging the monks to come and welcome him.

(End of this chapter)