"Whoosh!" A sound of breaking the sky came, and then a small figure suddenly appeared on Chen Mo's shoulder like an arrow.

Standing on Chen Mo's shoulders, staring at the three monks on the ground with their knees crossed, a pair of small eyes showed a disdainful gaze, staring at the sky, and a wave of spiritual fluctuations came out, "Old monk, do you still recognize your grandfather?" ”

Spiritual power cultivators only need to reach the realm of out-of-body spiritual power, and then they can send out consciousness fluctuations through spiritual power, that is, silent language.

However, this method is aimed at spiritual power cultivators, if it is an ordinary person, he will not be able to receive this kind of spiritual power consciousness fluctuation if you send it.

Chen Mo's mental power was very weak at the beginning, so that his heavenly eye and divine sense could not exceed 3 seconds, when the treasure devouring rat first met him, Chen Mo did not react when he sent spiritual power fluctuations, and he still relied on the spirit beast ring to maintain communication in the end.

However, unlike the Spirit Beast Ring, the Spirit Beast Ring is a single connection, such as Chen Mo chatting with the Treasure Eater Mouse, through the Spirit Beast Ring, the voices of both of them will sound in their hearts.

But the fluctuation of mental consciousness is like a person speaking, and people nearby can also hear it.

Therefore, as soon as the treasure devouring rat opened his mouth, a radius of dozens of meters would transmit this spiritual consciousness fluctuation, Chen Mo had already opened up the upper dantian, and he could receive this spiritual consciousness fluctuation, but he couldn't use his spiritual power to speak silently.

The old monk Wuchan stared at the pure white little mouse on Chen Mo's shoulder, and couldn't help but be shocked inexplicably, when was there another goblin in this Feilong Lake.

"Hey, hey. If I hadn't helped you three years ago, you might have been eaten by Dajin! "Dajin is the name of the golden carp, and after finding those heaven and earth yuan stones, Chen Mo feels that the name of the golden carp is better and more appropriate.

However, in order to have a good relationship with the golden carp, the treasure eater rat put on a close appearance, so he opened his mouth and called it Dajin.

Wu Chan stared at the treasure devouring rat in shock, half a sound, and finally remembered that he had fought with the golden carp three years ago. At that time, he deliberately showed weakness. It was to let the golden carp come ashore and then subdue it, but a little mouse sprang out halfway and bit him on the hand. Then turn around and run.

This was the enlightenment of Zen at that time. He had a wooden fish in his hand. When the golden carp approached, it was ready to burst out dozens of times the spiritual power and directly destroy the spiritual consciousness of the golden carp. Then it died directly, but before it could be activated, it was destroyed by an inexplicable little mouse.

It was also the appearance of the little mouse that made the golden carp have scruples and did not dare to go ashore, and finally sank into the lake.

Next, Wu Chan chased and killed the hateful little mouse for two days and one night, and finally ran away by it, but I didn't expect that after three years, this guy came again, and followed a humanoid demon, God, goblins are born geniuses who cultivate spiritual power, but if you want to transform into a human form, it will take at least a thousand years of cultivation to reach the sixth level of spiritual power realm transfiguration, and that level of goblin can be said to be a fairy-like monster calling for wind and rain, and it is not something he can defeat at all.

The old monk Wuzen has died ninety-three years old this year, he began to cultivate spiritual power at the age of six, until he was 60 years old to reach the third layer of spiritual power, also called the realm of control, and then thirty years, he has been wandering in this realm, until two years ago can reach the realm of manifestation, but he has been powerless, his yang life is about to end, if you want to continue to practice, you can only reincarnate, said to be reincarnation, in fact, it is a soul invasion, such as the big goldfish in Feilong Lake, is a golden carp in the alien species, It can be regarded as a dragon species, if it can crush its soul, and before its limit is approaching and its body decays, it can carry its soul to possess the big goldfish, then it can continue to survive in another way, and the cultivation of spiritual power still exists.

Of course, this seems unbelievable to say, but it does exist, but ordinary spiritual power cultivators do not have any spirit beasts to provide their own possession, most of them choose the baby that has just been born, so once the day of death, the soul will be out of the body to possess the baby born on the day of the weak consciousness, and his disciples and grandchildren will welcome the baby back to the temple with great fanfare, worship as a living Buddha, and claim to be the reincarnation of a living Buddha.

It is precisely like this that the old monk Wuzen will try his best to catch the big goldfish, but for ten years, he has not succeeded, and he was seriously injured tonight, but I am afraid that he may die tonight.

"Amitabha, it turned out to be you, the demon, three years ago, if you hadn't made trouble from it, the old man would have already subdued that demon fish, you hateful demon!" The old monk Wuzen has already sprouted the will to die, naturally there will be no politeness in his mouth, there is some resentment in the old eyes, the monks pay attention to the four major emptiness, abstain from greed and hatred, but after all, they are still people, they have joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and the old monks are no exception.

"Hahaha, when you hunted down and killed your grandfather and me, did you think about today! Hmph, hand over that magic weapon, this king can make you die with dignity! Three years ago, it set its sights on the magic weapon that could instantly increase its spiritual power dozens of times, but it did not succeed under the sneak attack, and there was no trace of true yuan in the rat's body at that time, and it was not the opponent of the old monk, so it gave up, but now it is different, not only is the cultivation promoted to the realm of enlightenment, and the body contains a large amount of true yuan, but also Chen Mo, a powerful master, the long-coveted magic weapon is in front of him, how can he not be happy.

Chen Mo stood there, listening to the fluctuations of spiritual consciousness emitted by the Treasure Devouring Rat, he frowned, let the Treasure Devouring Rat do this, making his side seem to be a robber who does all kinds of evil, and the three monks sitting on the ground are like women from good families on the street.

The Treasure Eater is like a robber who forced a woman from a good family to take off her clothes and rape her immediately.

"Amitabha!" The old monk knew that he couldn't live tonight, and the original resentment against the treasure devouring rat in his heart was also eliminated, and he regained his former calmness, and said to the two disciples beside him: "The Buddha is destined for people, Huijing, Huitong, both of you are people who are destined for the Buddha." In the future, you will be able to achieve positive results, as a teacher today, you will have to take the first step, Huijing, you remember, you are too wooden, not good at words, the presiding officer of Zhenlong Temple will be succeeded by Huitong, no complaints, Huitong, you also have to continue. Huijing is your junior brother. If you want to love him, your brothers and sisters will definitely take the incense of the temple to a higher level, have you remembered it? ”

"Master!" Huijing and Huitong hurriedly got up from the ground. Their injuries were far less serious than those of the old monk Wu Chan. Plop knelt beside the old monk. Crying bitterly, he said, "You can't go, disciple, disciple doesn't want to live without Master......" I choked up for a while. Tears flowed.

"Cry fart!" The old monk Wuzen seemed to have completely let go, gave up many scruples in his heart, and even said rudely: "Lao Qu is ninety-three years old this year, this age is already the oldest of the old among ordinary people, and now he is about to enter the realm of Elysium, which is the creation of Lao Qu, making you two idiots cry, but very unlucky, don't cry, if anyone is crying, the Diamond Sutra will be copied a thousand times!" Having said that, the old monk also had tears in his eyes.

Huijing Huitong, one fat and one thin knelt in front of the old monk, listening to the master's words, he still couldn't stop crying, and the two of them suddenly stood up together, turned their heads to look at Chen Mo and the treasure devouring rat on his shoulder, and said angrily: "Demon, suffer death!" ”

I only heard a sudden sound, and the stones on the shore of Feilong Lake all flew up in the air at once, there were dozens of stones, different sizes, the big one was the size of a fist, and the small one was the size of a thumbnail, and the speed was extremely fast, beckoning towards Chen Mo and the treasure devouring rat on his shoulder.

"Bang bang bang!" There was a violent muffled sound, and I saw that those stones had smashed on Chen Mo's body, but as soon as they touched his body, they all turned into stone powder and drifted into the air.

"Stop!" The old monk shouted loudly and shouted at Huijing and Huitong: "You two criminals, don't kneel down quickly!" "The old monk originally wanted to hand over the magic weapon handed down by the ancestor and save the lives of the two proud disciples of Huijing and Huitong, but where did he think that these two idiots actually challenged the humanoid demon without knowing whether they were alive or dead, that was a goblin who had transformed into a shape, a devil who only appeared in legends, how could it be that you two can only be enemies by spiritual cultivators in the realm of controlling matter.

"Master, you go quickly, the disciple is fighting for his life today, and he must save his master's life, go quickly, Master!" The thin Huijing has always been wooden, he was adopted by the master Wu Chan at the foot of the mountain since he was a child, the old monk Wu Chan for him, that is a father-like figure, for more than 40 years, Hui Jing's feelings for Wu Chan are simply deeper than his biological parents, he is very filial, very obedient, never refuted any words of the old monk Wu Chan, but today he refuted, he shouted at the fat senior brother Huitong: "Senior brother, Master is incapacitated, you take Master away!" As he spoke, his eyes showed firmness, gritted his teeth and urged the remaining spiritual power in his brain, and there was a bang around him and a stone floated up, but it was only the size of grapes, but it was as fast as a bullet in the wind and rain, and all of them smashed towards Chen Mo and the treasure devouring rat.

Huitong gritted his teeth, knowing that this time was not the time to be reckless, his eyes were red and he glanced at the thin and wooden junior brother, turned around, ignored the struggle of the old monk Wuchan, picked him up, and strode in the direction of Zhenlong Temple.

"Did I say let you go?" A voice that is not salty or light came from the air, Huitong was sweating profusely, he didn't dare to look back at all, he walked quickly with his head down, but after a few steps, bang, he felt that he had hit something, and the huge rebound force made him unstable, although he was also healthy, but the main thing was spiritual cultivation, and the physical body was only a little stronger than ordinary people, one staggered, took two steps back, sat on the ground with a butt, and a voice sounded from under him, but it was the painful shout of the old monk Wuzen.

"Master!" Huitong's heart jumped, Don't Master was not killed by the goblin, but let me sit to death.

"It's okay, old man!" The old monk was in pain, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted, he glared at Huitong, turned his head to look at the position of Fang Cai Huijing, only to see that Huijing was gone, he panicked in his heart, and hurriedly looked for it, and swept his eyes, only to see that in front of him, the humanoid goblin was carrying a fainted person in his hand, not who Huijing was!

"Amitabha, the old man is willing to hand over the magic weapon, admit the killing, listen to the respect, just ask the donor to release the two disciples of the old man, and the old man is willing to make cattle and horses for the donor in the next life!" The old monk said a Buddha name, showing the most hole card, "The old man knows that the donor of the road is a great opportunity, this magic weapon is passed down by the old man's ancestor, it has a history of hundreds of years, except for the old man, no one else knows how to make this magic weapon, the old man promised, as long as the donor is willing to let go of the old man's apprentices, and promised not to harm them in the future, the old man is willing to tell the donor the secret of this magic weapon!" ”

"Xiao Bao'er, the illusion attack of spiritual power, will you?" Chen Mo said a faint word of communication with the treasure devouring rat.

"No, but this old guy will, hehe, just torture it in a while!" The Treasure Devouring Rat smiled and said, "Otherwise, what would you want that magic weapon for!" It was to use it to urge the spiritual power illusion attack, and I almost fell in love with this old monk's Tao three years ago! (To be continued......)