Let them kneel in a secluded valley and kneel an old monk who can't be old, although everyone is very reluctant, but their boss has been kneeling in front of them, and his attitude is so pious and serious, they can't stand up in front of the boss, right?

However, at this time, Hong Mingxuan's anxiety in his heart was no less than that of those subordinates who secretly regarded him as a psychopath.

When his people and the inexplicable opponents in the mountains and forests had made a few moves, he found that these monsters were not easy to deal with, and the monsters easily beat his people who had been invited to hunt monsters.

Things have come to this point, and he still hasn't figured out whether those monsters are too powerful, or whether their Dao disciples have been living too long and their abilities have greatly deteriorated, in short, their side has been defeated.

Although there were no casualties during this period, perhaps the youkai were stimulated by the resistance of humans, and in recent days, the youkai, who had been relatively low-key on the surface, suddenly began to take revenge "crazy".

The monsters' various pranks are full of tricks, and the means are so strange that they can't be described, Hong Mingxuan and they are embarrassed by the teasing, those Taoist disciples and witches have fled, and Hong Mingxuan has not slept a day peacefully.

The helpers he had finally invited fled one after another, but Hong Mingxuan couldn't escape, he had nightmares whenever he remembered what had happened recently, and his current situation was simply dark and oppressed.

Just when he was at a loss, thinking that he had only one way to go bankrupt, an elder remembered a past incident, and heard that there was a reclusive monk living deep in the mountains on the outskirts of Lidan.

This monk with the Dharma name "Yunfeng" has been in retreat and cultivation decades ago, ignoring the world, he is not only superb in magic but also highly respected, if he is willing to go out, no matter how powerful the demons and monsters are, they will not be able to escape the heavenly net.

But it was almost impossible to ask him to go out of the mountain, but fortunately, there was a person in the last few generations of the Hong family who had known this master, and it was said that he was still a close friend, and the master had promised him that if he opened up about anything in the future, he would definitely help.

After so many generations, I don't know if this Yunfeng master's promise at that time is still valid for the descendants of the Hong family, but now I have to use the dead horse as a live horse doctor, so I can only try this last method.

Even if this master is unwilling to fulfill that old-fashioned promise, with his compassionate heart, he will not watch the demons harm the world and ignore it, right?

Hong Mingxuan had no choice but to send people to inquire about Master Yunfeng's whereabouts again and again. But every time those people came to the valley where the master lived in seclusion, they could only see a large area of clouds and mist, and there was no way out.

I heard from the knowledgeable elders of the clan that it was a kind of obstacle caused by a spell, so that it would not be disturbed by the outside world during the cultivation period, and the cultivator would not be lifted if he did not go out of the customs for a day.

Legend has it that Master Yunfeng has been in retreat for decades, and how long this retreat will last, of course, no one knows, I heard that masters often have retreats for hundreds of years without eating or drinking, and now this master does not let Hong Mingxuan wait for decades, even if he does not appear for half a year, Hong Mingxuan's company will have to declare bankruptcy.

Hong Mingxuan, who was extremely anxious, had sent people here to inspect every day recently, praying every day that Master Yunfeng would leave the customs one day earlier, maybe it was his luck, and today one of his cousins told him that the small valley had emerged from the thick fog.

This news made him extremely excited, and he immediately hurried over with a few employees from his company, respectfully kneeling down and begging Master Yunfeng to come out of the mountain.

If this master is really as compassionate to the world as the elders say, the master will not bear to see the food and clothing of so many people in this company, right?

But Master Yunfeng in the thatched hut kept his eyes cross-legged and closed, as motionless as a Buddha statue.

Hong Mingxuan naturally understood in his heart that if he wanted to invite out this master, he had to go through some tests, although his body had been blessed, but the good foundation he had been trained in his childhood still had some left, and he secretly thought to himself that even if he lasted another day and a night, he should be fine.

But these young people who grew up in the big city behind him, I'm afraid that none of them have suffered this hardship, if I ask them to go back, I am afraid that Master Yunfeng will be unhappy, but if I don't ask them to go back, I'm afraid that a few of them will faint before it gets dark.

"You ......" Hong Mingxuan smiled bitterly and looked back at them, just about to send them back first.

"Lao Tzu resigned and quit himself! Lao Tzu can't stand it, I'm too lazy to be nervous here with people like you!" Who knew that before Hong Mingxuan could speak, several of his subordinates stood up angrily, yelled at him, and after speaking, they glared at Hong Mingxuan a few times, and strode along the way they came.

Hong Mingxuan looked at their departing backs dumbfounded, and soon he smiled bitterly, and said to the remaining people: "You guys go back too, it's getting dark, walk this kind of woods with more people together, and there is a companion on the road to take care of each other." ”

"Mr. Hong, you ...... yourself"

"Alas, I'm going to wait here for the master to come out. ”

The men looked at each other and said in unison, "We'll wait with you." ”

"You ...... Alas, I also know that it is difficult to convince people of such things, but I know that this master is my last hope...... Alas, you won't understand it anyway, you might as well ......"

"Mr. Hong, in fact, we don't want the company to go bankrupt with so much effort, no matter what method is used, whether we believe it or not, we believe in your decision, and we will follow you. "These people are a few years older, and they are relatively stable.

Maybe they have long thought that there is something strange about these things recently, maybe they are not materialists in the first place, plus they do have a deep affection for the company, the boss treats them really well on weekdays, even if there is only a glimmer of life, they will not give up easily, they would rather suffer some grievances for the time being.

Hong Mingxuan nodded with relief. He straightened his clothes and continued to kneel upright.

The sun finally set, Hong Mingxuan and the others were already exhausted from kneeling, and no one was able to enjoy the rare beauty of the mountains and forests at dusk...... Everyone's stomachs were "growling" with hunger unconsciously.

At this moment they saw a puff of cooking smoke rising from the woods behind the hut, and the smell of roasted meat wafted to their noses.

Several employees kneeling on the ground stretched their necks to look at the woods, and even Hong Mingxuan couldn't help but swallow his saliva secretly.

However, as soon as he thought of the consequences of this smell of barbecue entering the nose of a monk like Master Yunfeng, who strictly adhered to the precepts, his heart lifted, and he peeked at Master Yunfeng in the thatched hut. The master still didn't move, and there was no reaction.

The curling smoke and the smell of barbecued meat still wafted to them.

After a while, a flock of homing birds flew into the forest, and while they were still hovering in the air, a stone suddenly flew out of the forest, and hit one of them, and the flock quickly scattered, and the one that was hit tumbled down from mid-air, and after a while, the smell of meat from the forest became stronger.

I don't know who it is, hunting and barbecuing in the woods.

When the sun disappeared into the mountains, and only a hazy light was left in the forest, everyone began to worry, and were wondering whether to kneel here until the night, when the smoke in the forest behind the hut disappeared, and after a while, under the shaking of the branches, a man came out of it.

"What are you doing here?"

When the man saw Hong Mingxuan's group of people, he asked angrily and walked towards them, wiping his mouth with his sleeve. When he approached in the twilight, everyone realized that this man was also a monk.

This monk stood there like an iron tower, very burly and tall, more than two meters tall, as strong as an ox, not inferior to those NBA professional basketball players, his eyes were bright, his head was scarred, and under his neck was a big beard.

The mountain wind in the forest blew the monk's clothes fluttering, and his sleeves were stained with oil, Hong Mingxuan As soon as they saw this person, the first thought in their hearts was to think of the flower monk Lu Zhishen who uprooted the weeping willows.

The monk strode up to Hong Mingxuan, looked at them condescendingly, and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Only then did everyone see that the monk's hood and beard were still black and oily, and his facial features were very powerful like knives and did not look old, plus his voice was like a bell, and at most he was only a middle-aged man in his forties, since he was a monk, and appeared in this hidden valley, maybe it was the disciple and grandson of Master Yunfeng.

"In Xia Hong Mingxuan, I came to see Master Yunfeng. Hong Mingxuan saw that this monk was extraordinary, and he didn't dare to slack off, he hurriedly replied, saying that in order to show respect, he snorted at the Yunfeng master in the hut several times in a row.

The middle-aged monk in front of him smacked his lips, as if he was still reminiscing about the delicious meal just now, and he asked, "What's the matter with me?"

Hong Mingxuan blinked in confusion for a long time before stammering and asking, "Please, may I ask what the master's name is?"

"Yunfeng, didn't you say you were looking for me?" said the monk in a loud voice, and casually took out a futon from the hut and sat on the spot, "What's the matter?" ”

"You, you are the Master of Yunfeng?" Hong Mingxuan immediately jumped up and pointed to the monk in the hut, "That, that ......"

"That's Hui Zhen, it's my apprentice, are you looking for me or him? If you look for him, you will wait for half a year before he comes out, you wait, I'll go to sleep." He yawned and stood up.

"No, no, master, I'm looking for you! I'm looking for you!" Hong Mingxuan hurriedly reached out to hold the sleeve of Monk Yunfeng.

His legs were numb after kneeling for most of the day, and he wanted to stand up immediately, but as soon as he took a step, he fell to the ground again, and he knelt down again.

"Master, I'm here to ask you for help. Hong Mingxuan began to tearfully tell his grief experience.

Master Yunfeng didn't know if he was really sleepy, or if he wasn't interested in his words, he listened absentmindedly, yawning from time to time. Hong Mingxuan felt that his words were definitely sincere, with tears in his eyes, and the plot was touching, but the other party didn't look tempted at all.