Mu Eighteen leaned closer to the Billfish, and Mu Eighteen felt as if he could understand what it was saying?

It is a communication of the mind that is separated from words, and a dialogue of high consciousness that surpasses the voice.

It asked Wood Eighteen, "Why are you hurting my child and me?" Wood Eighteen received a message from the Billfish in his mind. He also tried to return his meaning and said: "No, no, no one wants to hurt you, just a little of your blood to open the gate of the underworld." ”

The flower-billed beast retracted its limbs, crawled to Mu Eighteen's side, and rubbed its head against Mu Eighteen in the surprise of everyone in Kunlun, like a pet.

It continued to communicate with Mu Eighteen: "Yes, this is very easy, let go of my child, I am all yours." ”

Mu Eighteen was shocked in his heart and hurriedly replied: "If you want blood, I don't want you and me." Mu Eighteen asked the two disciples of Shushan to release the cubs.

The cub happily ran to its mother's arms, and the two disciples of Shushan took the blood of the flower-billed beast under the arrangement of Mu Eighteen. The populus left with the two children twisting their thick waists.

A few days later, Mu Eighteen was studying the second layer of the Heavenly Realm exercises in the cultivation room, and Xiao Ye hurriedly ran in from outside, and carried two jars in his hand and said, "Eighteen come here, let me see if you have made progress in the past two days?"

Mu Eighteen ran over and said, "Senior sister, you're here, I really want to ask you, can I not learn this second-layer exercise." ”

Xiao Ye said with a hint of disdain on his face: "Why?"

Mu Eighteen raised his wooden sword and said, "I already have a good understanding with this wooden sword, and I have a deep relationship, and I can't use anything else." ”

Xiao Ye gave Mu Eighteen a look and let Mu Eighteen take a good step, and put the jar he brought on his head with both hands.

Mu 18 asked puzzledly, "Senior sister, what do you mean?"

Xiao Ye said to the door, "Go out." ”

Mu Eighteen didn't understand what she meant, opened the door and walked out, and saw the sky full of bees flying towards him, so frightened that he hurriedly closed the door and said, "Senior sister, do you need a bee sting to cultivate the second year, what kind of cultivation method is this, haven't you heard of it?"

Xiao Ye sneered: "No. ”

Mu Eighteen took the jar on his head in his hand and asked angrily, "What do you mean, are you fooling me?"

Xiao Ye took out a whip in his hand and gave it to Mu Eighteen and said: "Who wants you to take it down, on the top, the monk you brought doesn't know where I heard that the old dragon, one of the four spirits, loves to eat honey, and in the past two days, it has been up and down Kunlun Mountain, full of honey pots." ”

Mu 18 was whipped, jumped up in pain, and hurriedly put the jar on his head and said, "Senior sister, he put the honey pot, why are you beating me?"

Xiao Ye frowned coldly and said: "You didn't see it, there are bees everywhere outside, my disciple of Shushan, I didn't dare to go out for the past two days, I was stung and hidden, the old dragon didn't come, and the bees stung us to death." ”

Mu Eighteen took a closer look at Xiaoye and found that one of her eyes was bulging and red, and it was estimated that she had just been bitten by a bee.

Mu Eighteen couldn't help but laugh and said: "This is caused by a monk, you can just look for him, it has nothing to do with me." ”

Xiao Ye, hearing him say this, he said "hum": "Monk Ming didn't know where to get the information in the past two days, saying that the old dragon king, one of the four spirits, loves to eat honey, he is a good brother of the city lord of Wind City, and he is also a senior disciple of Qitian Temple, who am I looking for if I don't look for you?"

When Mu Shibai heard him say that, he understood in his heart and hurriedly said flatteringly: "Senior Sister Xiaoye, don't worry, I'll go to him now, throw away his jar, and apologize to you." ”

Xiao Ye nodded and said, "Go ahead, let him throw the jar away." ”

Mu Eighteen left the cultivation hall, looked for Monk Faming all the way, and came to the gate of Kunlun Mountain, where he saw a Shushan disciple cleaning the ground, and threw a few jars of honey on the ground.

Mu 18 asked, "Where did you see the monk?"

The low-level disciple in green clothes did not speak, his hand pointed to the door, Mu Eighteen thanked him, and went out of the door.

Walking out of the door for more than a dozen steps, Mu Eighteen felt that something was wrong, the disciple just now was too old, Kunlun Mountain was too late, and he would not accept a disciple of such age from the mortal world, go back and take a look.

Sure enough, as soon as Mu Eighteen left, the disciple in Tsing Yi picked up the jar under his feet and began to drink it.

After drinking a can, he put down the jar but saw that Mu Eighteen had turned around without knowing when, and was looking at him with a smile and said, "May I ask who your Excellency is?"

The disciple in Tsing Yi touched his hand on his face, revealing a dragon's face, and continued to taste honey without caring for Mu Eighteen.

Mu Eighteen bloomed, and it was Cong Li who looked for him thousands of times, and he got all the effort.

Mu 18 saw that the old dragon ignored him and flattered: "Brother Long, you see that you have also eaten honey, you can't eat it in vain, you have to contribute." ”

The old dragon turned his body around, leaving Mu Eighteen directly to lose his back. Mu 18 saw that the old dragon didn't talk, and then said: "Why don't we do a business, I have a task, that is, I need one or two drops of your old man's blood, and I want to exchange ten jars of honey, okay?"

The old dragon "snorted" and said: "I think of the beauty, my blood is the treasure of heaven and earth, the fish can become a dragon after eating, the flowers become Ganoderma lucidum when they touch it, and I want to exchange it for ten jars of honey, why am I stupid?"

Hearing this, Mu Eighteen's heart was a little cold.

"Unless twenty cans!" continued the old dragon unexpectedly.

When Mu Eighteen heard this, he nodded hurriedly and said, "Okay, a word is a decision, I'll go and prepare now." ”

The monk Ming didn't know when he appeared in front of the old dragon, and snatched the jar from the old dragon's hand and said: "Alas, you disciple, it's too disagreeable, just steal the honey I put away, go, find the head to evaluate the theory, and Mu Eighteen, you have nothing to do, you don't care, I don't know if I don't get this honey easily, what do you mean by squeezing your eyes........."

The old dragon was drinking honey and was taken away by the monk in front of him, the dragon has always had a big temper, his tail was thrown out of his clothes, and he rolled up his tail and threw it out, and the Ming monk flew into the air with the last "thought" drag sound, and smashed directly onto the roof of the cultivation hall.

Xiao Ye was still waiting for Mu Eighteen's echo in the cultivation hall, and a figure fell from the top of the main hall with a "bang", connected to the tiles of the high roof. Xiao Ye was startled, and turned around to see which person had climbed up.

Xiao Ye was taken aback and said, "Master Ming, I asked Eighteen to invite you, why were you thrown by him?" Ming blushed, didn't speak, tidied up his clothes, and flew out with a "whoosh" opening another opening on the roof.

Monk Ming flew to the gate of Shushan Mountain, but Mu Eighteen and Lao Long were no longer there. Only the Shushan disciples who heard the running out were left, staring at the sky in a daze. Monk Ming asked, "Where did you see them going?" A Shushan disciple pointed to the northeast corner and said, "Where are they going?" ”

Ming chased all the way, and it didn't take long to see a golden dragon flying in front, out of his tail, Mu Eighteen held it tightly, and the terrible wind blew Mu Eighteen out of appearance. Ming's hands were folded, his five fingers were separated, his thumb and middle fingers were connected with the vajra seal, and he whispered the Buddhist Vajra mantra pouring out of Ming's mouth.

I saw a golden light gushing out of Ming's mouth, and Ming was even more dignified in this golden light. The golden light flew into the white clouds floating in the sky, and the white clouds twisted rapidly, turning into golden Buddha characters, which blocked the direction of the old dragon's progress.

When the old dragon saw the golden Buddha word, he didn't dare to take another step forward, twisted his body and turned around and walked back, the Buddha word seemed to see through its mind, and always blocked it in front of it in time. The old dragon couldn't help but be furious, and a lightning bolt struck Monk Ming, who hurriedly retreated and dodged the old dragon's blow.

The old dragon couldn't strike a blow, and grabbed Xiang Ming with both claws. There was a thunderous sound between the claws, and the monk raised his hand to block it, and the golden light collided with the old dragon's claws, and he retreated three feet away. The old dragon also turned a few times. At the same time as turning in a circle, the old dragon's tail swept over with Mu Eighteen unexpectedly and hit the monk's back heavily.

In an instant, it penetrated several clouds, and several holes were broken in the clouds, and the white clouds on the edge of the cave turned upside down, which was carried by the force. Ming felt a heat in his chest, and almost spurted blood, but the bones on his back hurt a lot, and he didn't know if it was cracking.

Ming didn't know how many clouds he had passed through before he stopped, took a deep breath, and stabilized his heart that was going up and down.

Ming flew back, his fingers changed again, and the Buddha descended the dragon seal to connect the boundary, and the Buddha word had not yet dissipated, turning into a long golden rope, which began to wrap around the old dragon's mouth little by little, and directly wrapped the dragon's tail and limbs. The old dragon, which had no tail, fell from the air for a while, and dust and smoke rose from the ground, and a deep ravine appeared on the ground.

Monk Ming flew down, looked at the ravine, and soon saw Mu Eighteen crawling out with a white flag in his hand and said, "The old dragon said, if you don't fight, you will give you everything." Ming smiled and was silent.

Mu Eighteen sat down and said: "Monk, you almost threw me to death, I fell on the body of the old dragon, when did you become so powerful, it was on the treasure tree, why didn't you see the war spirit you fought and was knocked out by him." ”

Ming clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, the little monk is just going to the underworld, and the monk doesn't care about other things." Mu Eighteen rolled his eyes and said, "You monk, let me ask you, why do you have to take this piano to the underworld." ”