Suddenly hearing Luochen's words, Wu Zheng was taken aback, and looked at the master standing in the middle of the courtyard with his hands behind his back in a daze, wondering how he could know the monk here.

After Luochen's voice fell, no one immediately answered, and Luochen was not in a hurry, still standing there quietly, with his hands behind his back, his face was as usual.

After a while, a long sigh came from far and near, and what was surprising was that this sigh sounded far away, but it was still very clear in the ears, as if it had come to the ears without any loss in the air.

Just as Wu Zheng looked around in confusion for where the sound was coming from, a gray figure walked out of the main hall inside.

The gray monk's robe, bare head, dark complexion, and wrinkles on his face make people deeply understand the true meaning of old age.

This is a very old monk, however, although he is old, he does not have a trace of beard around his mouth, he is very clean, and his monk's robe, although it is gray, and even a little whitish in some places, but it is spotless, without a single wrinkle.

Although the pace is slow, the old monk walks very steadily, pacing slowly, without the slightest old age, and his eyes are not as cloudy as the old man, they are very bright, even if he is so far away, he can still feel the penetrating power of his eyes when he sweeps over him.

This discovery surprised Wu Zheng a little.

Listening to Master's previous words, as well as his attitude, it is clear that he is not very friendly with this old monk, and although this old monk looks old, he has such a spirit, just the transmission of the sound just now, it is obviously not something that ordinary people can do.

is friend or foe with such a person who does not know the depths. Wu Zheng couldn't help but be a little worried for Master.

In the past, when I was walking the rivers and lakes outside. If there is a dispute, the negotiation is not disputed. And the master is mainly to be a good person, look at the face, draw talismans, and dispel evil spirits.

In other words, when you use your brain, you fall out of the dust, and when you do it, you don't fight out.

Wu Zheng has never seen the master make a move, although he knows that the power of the talisman drawn by the master is not small, although the master has no kung fu, and the secret method cultivation is also very weak, it can almost be regarded as nothing, but even ten of them cannot hurt the master.

Of course. If he wanted to run, he thought that the master would not be able to stop him.

"You're here after all."

After the old monk walked down the stairs, he stood a few meters away from the dust, and slowly spoke, his voice was not hurried, very warm, as if there was a kind of magic, and the hearts of the people who were cleansing became quiet.

At least that's how it feels like there's no arguing.

And Luochen didn't seem to be affected in the slightest, and the words were still full of-for-tat:

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, but...... I should come too. ”

looked at the old monk with cold eyes. Luochen said: "Shifan, you injured me at the beginning. It only makes sense for me to come, otherwise, I wouldn't be a normal person. ”

Hearing Master's words, Wu Zheng's eyes widened, although he just felt that the old monk was a little Taoist, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful!

Wu Zheng naturally knew that it might not work to attack the master, after all, there was no kung fu, and the secret spells were not high, but if it was about defense, he really couldn't think of anyone who could hurt the master, even if Liu Lian, who injured him before, Wu Zheng didn't believe that he could hurt the master.

After all, until now, Wu Zheng himself didn't know how many talismans his master had.

And what made Wu Zheng even more confused was that he still hadn't figured out where the endless stream of talismans in Luochen were hidden on his body.

Of course, this is not the point, the point is - as Wu Zheng knows, the master has at least hundreds of talismans on his body, and although his master's kung fu is not very good, his hand speed is unimaginably fast, and even Wu Zheng can't compare.

In the blink of an eye, Master was able to throw out more than a dozen talismans, and they were all activated!

It is enough to imagine how terrifying it would be if hundreds of talismans were sacrificed.

And at least a hundred talismans on the master's body are still known to him, but what is he not aware of? How many talismans are there on Master's body?

But now, Wu Zheng heard the master say with his own ears - this old monk once hurt him?

This sounds as unbelievable as the Arabian Nights!

After the old monk heard Luochen's words, his eyes did not change at all, and he looked at Luochen calmly, still with a voice and tone like a spring spring:

"People have greed, hatred, and ignorance, and the reason why you can't let go and can't solve them is because of this, if you don't let go, you will definitely eat the bitter fruit. The monk has hurt you, but what you do will make life miserable, no matter at any time, as long as I am still here, Longtan Mountain is a pure land. ”

Luochen snorted coldly, where is there still the demeanor of a master in Jinshi Town, with a rebellious face, as in the past, he sneered:

"Really? Then the old way wants to see how you bald donkey has grown over the years! ”

As he spoke, Luochen took a step forward, slapped his hands on his body violently, and suddenly a wave of qi shook, and in Wuzhen's surprised eyes, the Taoist robe on Luochen's body bulged as if it was suddenly full of gas!

And in the next second, Wu Zheng's eyes suddenly widened - because, in front of his eyes, he saw dozens of flying talismans instantly appear in the air beside his master!

I'm sure he didn't blink at all just now, but those talismans appeared!

It's like - those talismans appeared out of thin air!

This shocked Wu Zheng's heart, and his eyes looking at Luochen also changed a little, as if he was ...... He only really got to know Master today!

And at this time, at the moment when the dust fell, the old monk Shifan also moved!

The loose flesh on Shi Fan's face seemed to come alive in an instant, and he shook a few times, as if he had practiced the meat shrinking technique, and the drooping wrinkles also disappeared invisibly, and at the same time he took a step forward, exhaled, and a syllable popped out of his mouth:

"Hah!"

A word, like a wave, almost at the same time as the exit, came to the front of Wuzheng, and suddenly an indescribable huge pressure hit, which reminded him of Mount Tai!

In a panic, he hurriedly retreated, but it was too late!

'Poof', Wu Zheng was instantly overwhelmed by the pressure!

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of Wu Zheng's mouth, his face turned pale in an instant, and his eyes flashed with horror!

What kind of kung fu is this old monk, and why is he so strong?

The old monk can hurt himself with just one voice, so what kind of terrifying strength should he be?

Wu Zheng endured the tumbling in his chest, and crawled back a little uncomfortably, he didn't dare to think anymore, what happened just now completely subverted his previous cognition-

In the past, he thought that even if he was still some distance away from the world's masters, as long as he worked hard, he would reach it one day.

And now...... It is indisputable and sad to find that the distance is not at all! (To be continued......)