He just sat on the cloud bed and read the scriptures aloud until the wind outside the house changed as expected.

The chanting slowly stopped. The monk's eyes remained in the shadows behind the door. I don't know how long it took, Fang Zhouzi said in a low voice: "Zhili is too anxious. ”

In the shadows, many soft things seem to stretch and change, but they do not emerge from the shadows after all. However, the thing could speak, and its voice was thick and gurgling, like the sound of stones colliding against each other: "If it comes in such a hurry or like this, if it comes late, will you, monk, sell us all?"

"Lord Naoli is very outspoken. It only happens during the day. In the evening, he came to me to hide his identity, which was very disadvantageous. Monk Isin was slow to react and seemed to be complaining, but his tone did not fluctuate in any way.

"Lord Naoli" smiled contemptuously and said, "What good is it for me to conceal your identity? No, it should be said that what is the use of you, me, and the king?"

After a brief pause, Chilly's voice lowered slightly: "People like you are the least trustworthy. In those days, you and the guy wearing the fake moon magic skin met the king and used a lot of sweet words to win the king's trust. They said they would open up two corridors to change the environment of the demo valley and become a suitable place for our whole family to live. But what is the result?

"The tribe gave you 30,000 demon troops for only a few days, and then in the Ink Stack Valley, eighty or ninety percent, even Lord Di is dead, even if the king opens the black devil altar with one hand, he will be harmed, not one hundred and eighty years, and he doesn't want to repair it! At this time, what are the benefits you promised?"

The monk was expressionless, and simply said, "The Governor of Zhili has misunderstood. Frankly, the poor monk has already met His Majesty the Brahmin and the Lich King. He made this plan in exchange for his own eternal life. But now this plan has failed. The immortal art remained in the hands of the king. This is still far from being realized. What good is this for the poor monk?

"And I also have a few things that people don't know, before Lord Di broke the world, he once said that the ghost beast was just a mistress, why did he die in his hands instead? 30,000 demon soldiers, Wang Shangyun is an elite, but why should I go through the tunnel here, come out of a half-blood, and have no discipline? I remember that the king entrusted this matter to Lord Dilo and Lord Chili. As a result, the poor monk also wondered, "

The shadow was silent for a long time, but his tone was somewhat relaxed: "The situation is urgent, and the department is still creating war, so it is inevitable to deploy in a hurry." As for Lord Dilo, who would have thought that ghosts and beasts would still be able to attract Rakshasa after exhausting their force... Well, it's irritating that that person looks down on him, loses, loses one, loses the whole game!"

Zhili gave in first, and the monk was no longer aggressive. He simply said: "It's irritating that this plan can't be completed for the time being." However, for tens of millions of years, the High Blood Hell Ghost Mansion has been one of the top kings in the world. There are only a few in heaven and earth that can be compared with his old man. His old man's vision is far-reaching, and he has his own decisions about everything, so Lord Naoli shouldn't be too anxious. Today's adults personally venture, besieged. Luckily, he was able to escape. Now he is frail and needs to be cared for. ”

"Hey, while I'm not used to this world environment and my accomplishments have been severely undermined, that woman's accomplishments and artwork are unique. A failure is a failure, and you don't have to forgive me. ”

The monk added with a smile: "Tomorrow there will be a big change in the temple. I can't be sure of myself, and I probably can't protect adults. At the moment, the only way to do this is to prepare in advance – I'm already ready for the Treasure Rock Pagoda next to me. How about going with you and me?"

Chilly said hey, that's a promise.

The monk Isin stood up, pushed the door and walked out. The demons in the shadows didn't need him to worry. He moved his position early and didn't make a sound. At this time, to outsiders, it was just the monks, after sitting for a long time, went to the tower to relax, and could not think of any other place.

Inside the pagoda there is an ever-bright lamp, reflecting the magnificent and solemn Buddha statue inside the pagoda. The monk slowly walked up the steps and climbed to the second floor. Suddenly, he said, "Governor Zhili, do you know which one you are going to shoot today?"

"The woman?"

In the shadows, there was a chill in the demon's words: "Who is she?"

"Why this woman's name is very clear, it is a capable person who has jumped out in the past few decades, and her actions are not high-profile, and adults should not hear it. But her lover, adults may be familiar with it. Decades ago, there was a war on both sides of the valley of Mexico, and Dan's achievements were returned, and a lost sword was taken control of to kill Hengshan, who was once as famous as Lord Dilo......"

"Oh? that makes some impressions. From then on, Dylan fled to the haunted house of the Blood Prison and took refuge with the King. What's that person's name, Yu... Yu Zhou?"

Hundreds of years ago, Naoli was a mid-level official under the Lich King of Brahma. Memorizing the name of a relatively ordinary human monk is very valuable. He paid more attention to the woman who brought it back to life: "He Qing, He Qing ......"

After reading it on his lips dozens of times, he confirmed that he would write the name, which was difficult for him to say. The resentment in his heart meant more like frying in oil and then boiling it. It's hard to take a break for a while.

At this time, Monk Isin had already reached the fourth floor and stopped. He pointed to the floor in front of the altar and said, "There is a hidden space here. The entrance is here. Upon entering, it was sealed against the walls of the tower. In the beginning, there was a magic weapon that could deceive people. As long as it's hidden inside, it's not hard to hide it from others. ”

I have to say that the monk was very well prepared. The design of this office is very effective. However, Naoli ignored it and said coldly, "Who is upstairs?"

Monk Isin looked up and shook his head. "This is my unbearable disciple," he said.

"Does he know you?"

"I know a thing or two about this... But don't worry, it's going to be fine tonight. ”

The monk explained to Naoli: "This man is still my eldest disciple, but he is cunning and unruly. He and I disagreed. A few years ago, I was able to control him, but recently he and Mr. Chen have been very close to Luo Qing's child. His mind is unstable. When he was robbed in the temple, he tried to grab the new branch, and I caught him. Now he is locked on the fifth floor. He had to find a way to stop acting. ”

"So ......"

Naoli thought for a long time in the shadows, then suddenly interjected and laughed, "You said he was approaching the monks of the Earth Clan? I don't know if you're willing to give up. ”

"Oh, my lord, please speak. ”

Naoli smiled: "Don't worry, don't worry, let's go to the fifth floor." ”

When he spoke, there was no voice. Monk Isin's eyebrows moved, and without hesitation, he took another step. When they reached the last step, they saw a monk in a gray robe, with his head hanging and sitting cross-legged on the ground. No sound. If you look closely, it turns out that you are under control and fall into a coma.

"Is this your disciple?"

"Precisely the bad guys with strict credentials."

"No wonder a disobedient young generation, you still make him linger in his heart, yes, that's a good bone, cultivation is far away from your brother Dan realm, and it's also a layer of paper!"

Zhili exclaimed: "It's a pity that this disciple was killed. How about me?"

"Oh?"

"Meat with such qualifications is rare. Today, I was beaten very hard by He Qing, leaving only half of my body. The power of self-preservation is almost non-existent, and self-recovery is also in the distant future. If you are willing to give up and give me your disciple's body, when I attach to it, I will send my soul to grasp it, and then I will walk on the earth as your disciple. Wouldn't it be great that even the limits of heaven and earth could be halved!"

Monk Yixin frowned slightly: "If this is the case, it will be risky to deal with Li Chenzong." ”

However, Naoli increasingly felt that this was feasible: "The air in both places is bad at the same time. After occupying this place, the vitality of the fetus is even more blurred. How can a person know? Aren't you going to talk about it tomorrow? If your apprentice really has a relationship with Li Chenzong, I can use his identity to help you in the dark. ”

At this moment, something appeared in the shadows of the edge, and it walked towards the unconscious monk Yan Zheng.

Zhiben looked down on Monk Ising, and after all that, this was an exception. How could he really care about Ising's thoughts? When he said he was going to attack, Monk Isin was silent, as if he had acquiesced.

Here's how it should be.

Naoli sneered and took out more of the mutilated corpse. He originally belonged to the "Lato" family, which means "change" in the language of demons. In the Blood Hell Ghost Mansion, his clan is also very special. Although its body is full of flesh and blood, it can soften like mud when necessary, turning into almost any desired shape. When fighting, you can keep your chances of survival alive unless you're knocked to the ground, suffer devastating damage, or scatter ashes on your bones. He relied on this talent to escape from the absolute prison of France.

Now, he wanted to push this transformation to the extreme, infiltrating the tall and thin monks in front of him.

Seeing that there was contact in front of him, Naoli suddenly felt that it was very inappropriate and was about to adjust. Behind him, Monk Isin had already given a low-key Buddha name: "Thank you, Lord Naoli!"

The words fell, and the golden light rose, shining on the completely exposed Naoli. When it was empty, Naoli didn't even make a sound, and he couldn't see anywhere.

The fifth floor of the Baolian Pagoda is brightly lit. Monk Isin's face was calm and serene, and the name of the chanting Buddha still seemed to echo in the pagoda. In front of him, Monk Yan was sitting with his head down, panting slightly, he was still unconscious.