Chapter 273 There is absolutely no resemblance

Di Yange touched her black, satin-like hair. She

said angrily, "You wish. Even if you kill me, I will not join the Buddhist sect."

"It's just three thousand strands of trouble, why bother with it so much."

Wu Yan's eyes moved slightly. Seeing Di Yange constantly touching her hair, he knew that if her troubles were not removed, she would not go with him.

"In that case, let me go for you."

"What?"

Di Yange suddenly felt that the reason for the fight was a little wrong.

One day, she fought for her hair.

And Wu Yan was indeed ruthless. Every time he attacked, he would take away the hair of someone on the scene.

Looking at those bald Yujian Sect disciples and their heart-wrenching cries, she knew that once the hair was taken away, it could no longer grow back with spiritual power.

"Hiss."

It was really vicious.

Di Yange didn't dare to relax for a moment.

She could bleed or be beheaded, but her hair was not allowed to be touched.

So she was more serious than ever before.

However, with a clanging sound.

Di Yange was careless and a bunch of her hair was cut off.

The biggest regret in her previous life was that her hair fell out at the last moment of her life.

Therefore, what she cherished most was this thick black hair.

Di Yange looked at the bunch of hair that had been cut to the ground with heartache.

"You bald donkey, I told you I don't want to be a monk, why do you touch my hair?"

"You must become my disciple. This is the only way."

Wu Yan didn't want to force others.

But he felt that Di Yange, who had no evil spirit, was young and powerful, and was the most suitable person for them to cultivate the Yi lineage.

They cultivated the Yi lineage, and it was hard to find disciples, so they needed someone like Di Yange who could endure hardships.

She was young but so powerful, which showed that she had suffered a lot.

"You are dreaming. Since you are shameless, I will not hold back anymore."

Di Yange immediately released a bunch of mechanical beasts.

Let the mechanical beasts charge the trap formation, and she ran away.

There was no way. The opponent's strength was equal to hers, but because of his hard training, he was stronger than ordinary cultivators.

She had studied it. If she fought with him, although she was somewhat sure to kill him, firstly, the opponent looked like a good person. Although he was stubborn, she would not do that.

Secondly, the key point was coming. When the fight started, she was afraid that she would not be able to save her hair.

When Di Yange ran, the opponent caught up with him.

"Donor, please stay."

However, Di Yange had already run away.

After this incident, the news that the Holy Son of Buddhism was vying to accept Di Yange as his disciple spread like wildfire.

The people of the Demon Sect, the Immortal Sect, and those who were worried about Di Yange, all felt at ease and did their own things.

After all, the son of Buddhism is a person who is recognized as stubborn and stubborn. If he says he will accept a disciple, he will accept a disciple and will never do anything else.

So the two began to chase each other.

During this period, Di Yange secretly killed the people who did evil things in four other sects.

When dealing with the last sect, she was caught up by Wufan again.

"Donor, although you are dealing with evil people. But your karma still needs to be cleared. I can help you."

"You dead bald donkey, you are really stubborn. I have said that I will not join the Buddhist sect, so give up that idea."

Di Yange touched the place where two tufts of hair were cut off.

Fortunately, it was not too obvious.

"Baldy... No, Holy Son, why are you always chasing after me instead of investigating the truth about the massacre? Are you in love with me? Let me tell you, I don't like baldy. If you grow your hair longer, I might consider it."

"Don't joke, benefactor."

There was finally a ripple in Wu Yan's slightly downcast eyes, and it was obvious that he was angry with Di Yange.

Di Yange was so angry that even the usually calm Holy Son of Buddhism could not bear it.

"I tell you. I was the one who did the massacre. If you have the guts, chop off my head, but can you stop staring at my hair?

"I think you are just cowardly. By the way, don't you have that man's thing?"

"Donor, nonsense. "

As the holy son of Buddhism, Wu Ran was born with immortal bones and veins. Since he entered Buddhism, he has been smooth sailing. In just thirty years, he has achieved this.

In the past, he practiced hard every day, and the disciples he met were those who practiced hard and were more serious than serious people, or those disciples from another faction who fawned on him. Apart from that, there was nothing else. It can be said that he is purer than a piece of paper.

Where has he seen such an arrogant person?

After all, he is still young, and he can't stand it immediately.

"Don't talk nonsense, I have already purified my six senses."

"So you have no roots, I understand."

Di Yange deliberately wanted to provoke him, so that he would chop off her head directly instead of staring at her hair.

However, even though she used such words to stimulate the other party, he still only stared at her hair.

"When I accept you as a disciple, I will definitely punish you for your words and deeds. "

Another swish sound, Di Yange looked at the tuft of hair that was cut off again, and she finally exploded.

"If you dare to accept me as a disciple, believe it or not, I will play with your sect's disciples every day. I will play with one every day, and even you, to make your Buddhist sect have a bad reputation and be ashamed of me."

Di Yange was really furious.

How could this person be so stubborn.

"Oh. When you enter the Buddhist sect, you can give it a try."

Obviously Wu Yan was also a little angry.

After all, the other party can say whatever he wants about him, but he cannot say anything bad about the sect.

"I really admire you. The massacre in the city was done by the people of the Thousand Demon Sect. You should go find them as soon as possible."

"Where is the Thousand Demon Sect?"

"In..."

Seeing that Wu Yan was finally interested in the Thousand Demon Sect, Di Yan Ge said, "Unless you stop chasing me and cutting my hair."

"Okay."

Di Yan Ge immediately handed him the map of the Thousand Demon Sect.

Wu Yan took the map, looked at it for a while, and said to Di Yan Ge, "You go with me."

This ancient place is most suitable for people like him who practice hard to show

their strength. Then it will be just right for Di Yan Ge to see how powerful he is and let her be his disciple obediently.

After all, along the way, Di Yan Ge showed amazing talent and hardworking tenacity.

Such talents must join their hard training.

"Alright."

Di Yan Ge, who had been chased for several days, was also very angry. She would die with those people.

So the two people, each with their own goals, hit it off.

Together they set out on the road to the ancient land.

The people outside the light curtain looked at the legendary stubborn but righteous son of Buddhism in the light curtain, and then looked at the war god with a strong murderous aura.

Except for the same face, there is no similarity at all.