Youtan Temple is quiet, Wuchenzi sits on the altar of the main hall, and has been busy for a long time, until now, Wuchenzi is still like a dream.

The main hall was empty, and the pilgrims had dispersed, leaving only a dozen dead soldiers. Wuchenzi's gaze swept over their faces one by one, and the faces of these dead soldiers looked calm, as if they were not the ones who had just fought for their lives.

These people are all disciples who have been eliminated by Mingyue Mountain over the years, and there is no hope of entering the peaks to continue cultivating, until today, Wuchenzi still remembers the excited expressions they had when they got the Red Fire Sword.

Although it is said that those who achieve great things are not informal, but is it really right for the Great Elder and Master to do this? Is it really worth sacrificing these ordinary people for the sake of the so-called glory of the sect? After all, they are also living beings.

Wuchenzi jumped off the altar, took out a cloth bag from his arms, and when he put his hand in, Wuchenzi hesitated a little, looking at how good they looked now, their expressions were calm, and there was light in their eyes, but once they ate these pills, they would become beasts that only knew how to fight.

I can't bear to go back, I haven't found those lost ores yet, and it's so weird here, who can guarantee that nothing will happen again? After taking these pills, although they will lose their minds temporarily, it is better than losing their lives.

When passing by a giant cancer statue, Wuchenzi also glanced at it, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately, the statue did not move, it seemed that he was too nervous.

Turning around, Wuchenzi walked towards the dead soldiers with the cloth bag, all the people looked at the cloth bag, the expression on their faces changed, no longer as calm as just now, one by one they looked a little excited, their eyes were shining, their bodies shook slightly, and some of them had already stood up.

A dead man had just swallowed the pill when he suddenly drew his knife.

As the senior brother of Mingyue Mountain, Wuchenzi doesn't know how many battles he has experienced, and his reaction to danger has been engraved in his bones, so he feels that something is wrong, and before he can turn around, a round of Mingyue has already whistled and flew behind him.

Seventeen stood in front of a shrimp soldier and looked up and down, the cyan shrimp shell, the huge double crow, reached out and knocked on it, tinkling.

I have been working in Lantai for a few years, and there are strange things every year, especially this year, who would have thought that such an iron lump would be a living creature? Fortunately, there are brothers here today, otherwise the guy who makes the moon hang in the sky at every turn will have to suffer.

Thinking of this, Seventeen smiled, but that guy is also quite interesting, obviously he won, not to mention anything else, how much money is in the cloth bag in the bald hands of the two thieves at the door?

After all, they had fought side by side, although he was from the sect, and he was a member of the imperial court, but Seventeen still decided to go and have a look, chatting together.

At the moment when he just turned around, his eyes seemed to be shaken by something, and he subconsciously looked back, the cyan prawns were still holding their crows high, and the sharp knives and guns were shining in the cold light under the sun.

Damn, Seventeen scolded and scolded in his mouth, this thing is still scaring himself now, and he is angry, and Seventeen kicked it over.

The sound was dull, and Seventeen's feet hurt.

Now Zi Seventeen was even more angry, thinking that he was too, what kind of strength did he have with an iron bump here? Rubbing his feet, he was about to leave, I don't know if it was an illusion, the two vertical eyes on the shrimp head seemed to move.

Xue Tuo kept walking forward, and the courtyard was quiet, only the rustling of footsteps echoed. As he walked, Xue Tuo suddenly stopped, and in front of him was a stone tower.

Luo Jian followed closely behind Xue Tuo, this garden is not small, especially now that it is night, there are piles of barren grass and dilapidated stone towers, everywhere is the same, and it is impossible to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest. After walking for a long time, Luo Jian was wondering where this strong man was going, and at this time, Xue Tuo stood still and stood in front of a stone tower.

Before approaching, Luo Jian found that this stone tower is a little different, although the tower body is mottled, but it is not dilapidated, on the contrary, it is very majestic, the tower is seven layers high, there are seven plates, the tower wall is carved with immortals and Buddhas, strange beasts, one by one or standing or lying, or sad or happy, looming in the clouds and mist.

Xue Tuo clasped his hands together, his expression was very pious, and he chanted the Buddha's name in his mouth, which looked a little out of the dust.

What is this for? Could it be that the person buried in this tower has an old relationship with this strong man? Luo Jianzheng was a little strange, and suddenly remembered the sound of Buddha in his ears.

If there is no Zen chanting floating in the night sky, the fairy Buddha and strange beasts on the stone tower seem to come to life all at once. The immortal Buddha soared, the alien beast descended, boom, the stone tower suddenly trembled, from which it was divided into two, the upper half of the tower body was guarded by the immortal Buddha and rose, and the lower half of the tower body did not move at all under the guard of the alien beast.

The colorful light bloomed, Luo Jian's eyes were straight, and an old monk with white hair and gray clothes stumbled and sat down, full of compassion, and slowly flew out on top of a white lotus.

"I've seen Master Hou!" Xue Tuo's sturdy body pushed Jin Shan and fell to the ground like a jade pillar.

"Yes, you have suffered, are you ready?" the old monk opened his eyes, and his deep gaze was like an endless abyss, and he couldn't see it at a glance.

"It's Xue Tuo's honor to do things for Hou Ye, where can I talk about hard work? Please rest assured that Hou Ye has been prepared to stop before coming. But that Jian Dahu, the brother of the greedy wolf rode tonight came to save Xue, with the strategy of the surname Jane, how could it be so easy to get Xue out of trouble? How do you look at this matter, how can it be strange, I don't know if it will have an impact on Hou Ye's plan?" When Luo Jian heard Xue Tuo say this, his heart suddenly rose, this Xue Tuo had been making trouble for a long time, and he was not completely relieved until this time, and the old monk didn't know what his identity was, but just by sounding like he knew that he was not an ordinary character, he and Sister Shuiyue were just temporarily clinging to Buddha's feet, so don't let him see any flaws.

"It's okay, Jian Dahu can't take care of us at this time, how can the Dragon King Palace be such an easy place to go? The old monk's face was compassionate and his tone was calm, if he didn't know that his identity was different, anyone who saw him would feel that there was a monk sitting in front of him.

"Hou Ye is wise, he has no last resort, what to do next, please ask Hou Ye to command. Xue Tuo's sycophants were loud, but his tone was very sincere, and he didn't sound the slightest deliberate, thinking that there were too many things to say, even he himself was already convinced.

"How is Mr. Gongsun's preparation?" The old monk heard Xue Tuo speak, and his compassionate face faintly showed a hint of pride.

"General Xue," Luo Jian didn't know who the old monk in front of him was, and he didn't know if the man who was captured on his back knew the old monk, but he thought about it, one was a prince, the other was just a centurion, and the two had a huge disparity in identity, how could there be any intersection? ”

Xue Tuo was originally kneeling aside, but when he heard Luo Jian's question, his face immediately changed, and he was about to get up and reprimand, but the old monk waved his hand.

"It doesn't matter, it's a good thing for young people to be so vigilant, it seems that Mr. Gongsun is as wise as a torch, and he didn't choose the wrong person, it's normal that you don't recognize Ben Hou, Ben Hou went to the greedy wolf to ride for a few days a few days ago, but not with this skin. The old monk smiled and walked down step by step from the lotus platform, every step he took, his body changed a little, and when the old monk stood on the ground with his feet, what stood in front of Luo Jian was no longer an old monk, but an emperor, with a bull's head and a tall emperor wearing a mountain and river robe, "Do you know the old man now?"

"Meet Lord Hou!" As soon as Luo Jian saw the monster-like emperor in front of him, he was afraid that the change in his and Shui Yue's expressions would be discovered by the emperor, so he stretched out his hand and pulled Shui Yue, and the two hurriedly bowed their heads in submission.

A smile flashed in the emperor's huge bull's eyes, like the joy of the reunion of the old people, and also like a mockery of the two of them.

"Before I came, Mr. Gongsun asked me to bring a message to the general, as long as General Xue is ready here, Mr. Gongsun will clean up along the way to ensure smooth sailing. Luo Jian looked at the emperor without showing any unusual expression, and finally let go of the big stone in his heart, but he always felt that today's pass was really smooth, and he just hoped that he thought too much.

"Good—", the giant axe in the emperor's hand slammed heavily on the ground, and the wind blew the surrounding barren grass into pieces and fell to the ground.

Tong Doudou originally saw the old monk and was muttering in his heart, but when he saw the bull-headed monster, his eyes lit up, and the red hair of the steamed bun floated up.

Click, the dark night sky suddenly flashed, and by the light of lightning, Luo Jian's eyes glared at the boss.

The immortal Buddha beasts on the stone tower seemed to be awakened by lightning, and one by one they suddenly came to life, opening their teeth and claws, raising their legs and landing on their feet, and they were walking towards the outside of the tower wall.

Click, another flash of lightning, just at such a moment, the four walls of the stone tower are already mottled, where are there any immortals and Buddhas? Only those deep and shallow traces on the stone tower make Luo Jian feel that he is not dreaming.

Almost the next moment, there was a faint sound of roars and waves crashing on the shore in the night.

Seventeen stared at the shrimp soldier, his eyes did not blink, although the night was very dark, but Seventeen was sure that he was not mistaken, that eye really moved, but he had been looking at it for so long, this prawn was just standing like this, where was there the slightest movement?

There was a flash in the night sky, and Seventeen thought he had heard it wrong, it was true that this was a temple, but there was a real Buddhist disciple in it? Why was there someone chanting in the middle of the night?

The next scene, Seventeen has never seen such a big one, by the light of lightning, there were immortals and Buddhas in the night sky, some of them rode strange beasts, some set up auspicious clouds, floating forward in the sound of Zen singing, looking at the direction of these immortals and Buddhas It seems that they are here, this time Seventeen is really shocked, there was a miracle in this monster's nest, isn't it a real Buddha manifestation?

Seventeen legs were weak, and he knelt down, folded his hands, and kept bowing.

Qiang—, Seventeen, who was kowtowing, heard the sound of metal impacting, and looked up, it was the shrimp soldier, and the shrimp soldier moved.

Click—, another sharp flash, this time Zi Seventeen saw clearly, the shrimp soldier in front of him not only moved, but also raised the long knife high.

The bright moon illuminates the main hall, and now the statue of the emperor has been turned into ashes in the flames of the god monarch in Lantai, the two giant turtles have no heads, and the crab is only a bare shell, and the eight long legs have long since fallen to where they have fallen, there is nothing wrong.

Glancing back at the dead man who had just drawn his sword, he seemed to have lost his purpose and stood still.

It's just that no one knows these dead soldiers better than Wuchenzi, they have lost their minds, but because of this, they are also extremely sensitive to the perception of danger, and the dead man has drawn his sword, which means that he feels the threat of death, and there must be something wrong here.

Wuchenzi didn't dare to relax a little, and gave pills to the big guys one by one, and sure enough, although the dozen or so dead soldiers did not draw their knives, their eyes stared at the hall and became restless.

By the light of the bright moon, Wuchenzi walked on the main hall and checked little by little.

Click—, there was a sharp flash outside the hall, Wuchenzi heard the Zen chanting, he is not like Seventeen, he has been doing things for the Great Elder and Master all these years, how can he not have a few unjust souls in his hands? He never believes in any ghosts and gods, even if there is, he is not afraid, no matter what ghosts and gods you have, under the bright moon, you will be exposed in your true form.

Thinking that there are more than a dozen brothers behind him, these people have hard-won hands, and they must not be damaged again, and they must be careful.

Walking to the window and looking out, there was another sharp flash, and Wuchenzi could clearly see that there was an immortal Buddha in the sky.

This hall is next to the square, the rows of shrimp soldiers are tall, as if standing under the nose of Wuchenzi, by the light of lightning, Wuchenzi can see clearly, those shrimp soldiers moved, one of them has raised the long knife in his hand, and at the feet of the shrimp soldiers is kneeling a young man, the young man raised his face, it is the subordinate of the Divine Monarch, called Seventeen.

There was no time to warn, and Mingyue roared through the window lattice, rushed out of the main hall, and rushed towards the rows of shrimp soldiers.

Qiang-, Qiang-, Qiang-, the sound of drawing the knife became a piece, Wuchenzi looked back, his body was a little cold, I don't know when there were more statues of emperors on the altar, and the previous one was burned into ashes, if there is any difference, this one is taller, a little less violent, and more majestic.

Now the statues with missing arms and legs in the main hall seem to be alive, and they have returned to their original positions one by one, only the mutilations on these statues let Wuchenzi know that what he experienced during the day was not a dream.

The two sharp flashes were like two bright knives stuck in Luo Jian's heart, although he didn't know why those immortal Buddhas disappeared, but Luo Jian knew that something must have happened.

As if to tell Luo Jian that his judgment was correct, the moment the second lightning fell, the emperor also disappeared, yes, such a tall emperor, such a majestic giant axe disappeared out of thin air, as if it did not exist from beginning to end.

"Let's go!" Xue Tuo patted the stunned Luo Jian and stretched out his finger to point ahead, "It's time for us to pick up the goods." ”