When Xin Han slightly relaxed his momentum, a woman suddenly heard the exclamation of a woman: "Good life, go ahead and go ahead and go ahead!"

This voice came out, and Sanjie immediately responded and immediately roared: "Who is the monster? I'm not punished yet!"

The Tibetan Buddhist sect's majestic seal was directly displayed, and turned into a golden Buddha palm and slapped directly at the sound.

"No!" Ma Xiaoling exclaimed, but there was no time to rescue him. Xin Han reached out and grabbed it. The big handprint suddenly stopped. After a second, it flew backwards and landed directly in his hand. The handprint full of Buddha's power disappeared with five fingers.

Xin Han knocked Sanjie on his head: "I'll ask for it next time when I'm going to do it!"

The reason he said this was because he had recognized the identity of the voice master.

In the air of the room, a very similar person to Ma Xiaoling, but he met many translucent old ladies, sitting cross-legged in the void, and was now holding hands together and making a pilgrimage to Xin Han: "Ma Danna, the descendant of the Ma family of the exorcist dragon clan, thank you for not killing the immortal!"

As expected, it was exactly as Xin Han expected. Ma Xiaoling ran over at the first time: "Auntie, what did you do suddenly appear? If you were accidentally injured, it would be a disaster!"

She said and glared at Sanjie, who smiled embarrassedly and apologized: "It turns out it's Mrs. Ma, poor... Sanjie apologized here!"

He originally wanted to say that I was a monk, but when he thought that he had returned to secular life, he used the name of a layman.

The translucent old lady was Madonna. She waved her hand quickly: "Don't do this in the living Buddha. The old lady cannot afford to apologize to the living Buddha!"

As she spoke, her eyes glanced straight at Xin Han. When Xin Han thought of the relationship with Ma Xiaoling, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

In terms of seniority, he is Mao Xiaofang's junior brother and Madonna is his junior. But starting from Ma Xiaoling, he is definitely a junior. What is the name of this is a big problem.

Just as he was thinking about how to say hello, Madonna said first, but she said respectfully: "I don't know that the immortals are coming to the Lingling Hall, but what's wrong with my Ma clan annoyed the immortals?"

Seeing that his aunt was so polite and respectful to her man, Ma Xiaoling said angrily: "Auntie, why did you call him a fairy?"

Madonna was so scared that she scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, you can't see clearly with your naked eyes. The immortal light was just now, which was no different from the ascension true immortal recorded in the Ma family. I, Madonna, practiced Taoism and could not admit my mistake!"

She had just been sleeping in the spiritual position, but she didn't expect that Xin Han's momentum almost made her soul scattered. Although Madonna was practicing life, she was a ghost spirit body after all. If it weren't for the protection of the spiritual position, she would have lost her soul. She thought that some true immortal would pass by and wanted to accept her, so she signaled to appear and report it out and beg for forgiveness.

She said this, everyone in the room looked at Xin Han, and Sangjie used two fingers to wipe his eyes, and indeed he saw the faint fairy light scattering on his master's body.

Sanjie showed a look of surprise on his face: "Master, have you become an immortal?"

Xin Han coughed lightly and said, "I accidentally survived the thunder tribulation a while ago, and now I am ranked in the Immortal Class!"

Everyone in the room was overjoyed, only Wang Zhenzhen said worriedly: "Xin Han, you won't act like TV. After becoming an immortal, you will ascend to heaven. What should I do if that happens!"

Xin Han grabbed Wang Zhenzhen's hand and smiled and said, "Silly girl, of course I won't. I don't know where the world is going. I guess I'm the only one left now!"

He said this, and Wang Zhenzhen was relieved, and at the same time, Ma Xiaoling was also secretly relieved.

Ma Xiaoling and Madonna explained that Xin Han was her friend and told her not to be afraid, so she called her back to bed.

Madonna seemed to see Ma Xiaoling's unrestrained attitude towards Xin Han, and she winked the other party in question. The latter's face turned red and repeatedly urged her to go back. Madonna suddenly laughed, bowed to Xin Han three times before returning to the spiritual position to sleep.

Watching Madonna leave, Ma Xiaoling looked relaxed and rolled Xin Han's eyes hard.

Xin Han knew what she was worried about and smiled embarrassedly. Then he arranged for Sanjie to recite scriptures and suppress the three poisons of Xiami's body. The latter took the order and sat cross-legged in front of Xiami's bed, with his lips slightly opened, and a series of scriptures flew out.

The Heart Sutra that Sangjie recited and sent was different from the Heart Sutra that is now widely spread throughout the world. The full text has 267 characters, which is seven more characters than the Heart Sutra translated by Master Xuanzang. It is a version translated by Kumarajiva, a monk from the Western Regions during the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

Although there were seven more words, in Sanjie's air, he recited these 267 words in just ten seconds.

If others did this, it would be difficult to hear the number. However, in Sanjie's mouth, the people around him could not only hear it clearly, but also kept ups and downs, and the sounds were heard in his ears, as if the people in the big bell were deeply thoughtful, which made everyone in the room amazed.

He Yingqiu stretched out his big finger to praise him. Even Xin Han admired his skill in chanting scriptures. No one else was left with a broken mouth!

Every time Sanjie recited it, Xiami's complexion improved. After reciting it a hundred times, Xiami had opened her eyes and came to her senses.

When he saw Xin Han, he was about to get up. Xin Han shook his head: "Sangjie is reciting scriptures for you, and you will definitely gain something if you practice your merits according to the scriptures!"

Xiami received the order from his master and did not dare to neglect her. She immediately stood up and sat cross-legged, listening to the Buddhist Heart Sutra and the Taoist Xuanmen Kung Fu. The Buddhist and Taoist merging together, and the three poisons were quickly suppressed.

After more than two hours, the three poisons of greed, anger and ignorance in Xiami's body were suppressed. Not only that, his skills were closer to the level of yi and he gained many benefits.

However, just as Xiami returned to normal, the boy jumped directly from the bed to the ground and knelt in front of Xin Han: "Master, I am incompetent and unable to protect your family business!"

Xin Han smiled indifferently: "Who can grab my things from your master? Now I will take you to get them back!"

As he said that, he asked Xiami to take a drop of blood on his fingertips, directly activate the secret method of Yuxu, silently chanting the spell, the immortal energy in his body moved, and turned into a ray of fairy light and fell on Xiami's drop of blood. The blood instantly turned into a bloodline, and shot directly through the wall towards the direction of the Mid-mountain of Hong Kong Island.

At this time, in the yi's luxury villa on the hillside of Hong Kong Island, a fat man in a suit showed a smug smile on his face and a cigar in his hand. He was smiling at the two people beside him:

"Ying Zheng, that fool, let the world have the best efforts to avoid it. He went to the seclusion of the British name and surname, but he still died at the hands of those exorcists. If he was the First Emperor, who dared to touch him in the world? So I said that it is really important to have all efforts!"

A young man dyed with short golden color and wearing a leather jacket, holding a cup of scarlet liquid in his hand, put it on his nose and sniffing it lightly, making a dress: "I have told Ying Zheng a long time ago, but unfortunately he got the immortality he wanted, but lost the original intention of immortality!"

Opposite the young man, a man in black with a dreadlocked braid was smoking a cigar in the middle and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that there would be such a fool who couldn't think so. Boss Lan is capable of getting such a big family business as soon as he arrived in Hong Kong!"

The fat man, who was called Boss Lan, laughed: "What is this business? What I value is the right behind this business. Unfortunately, the boy is protected by a Buddhist master and a successor to the Ma family. Otherwise, if he gets all the Xin family's industries, I will be the most powerful person in this world except for governments!"

As they were talking, a blood line broke into the door. The blood line seemed to pass through the confined gate in vain and appeared directly in front of the three of them. They circled in the air and dripped in front of Boss Lan.

The man with dreadlocks next to him lifted his nose and smelled it, and his face showed a solemn look: "It's the blood of the practitioner!"

The three people were continued by each other, and Boss Lan said in confusion: "Is it related to Allah? What does this mean?"
Chapter completed!