Thinking that Liu Zizhong was probably fighting with the Nalaoshzi Jiao Beast at this time, Wang Ming did not continue to call.

I was sitting in the dormitory and was distressed, when I suddenly felt a peaceful breath passing by.

This is an aura that Wang Ming has never been exposed to before, extremely unfamiliar, but inexplicably makes people feel at ease!

The source of the breath is on campus!

Wang Ming turned into a streamer and swept out of the window.

That breath gently floated throughout the campus, and all teachers and students felt that the mood was extremely relaxed.

Those teachers, who were a little tired due to the continuous lectures, suddenly felt refreshed and felt that it would be okay to delay the class for another hour!

The students who were sleeping on their stomachs in the corners of the classroom slept more soundly, and even snored slightly.

A white-clothed monk was standing silently in the square next to Yangming Lake, chanting words in his mouth.

That breath emanated from him, and if someone passed by, he would be surprised to find that the monk was on the ground inch by inch, and the rain had not entered.

Finally, the monk pronounced the Buddha's horn and stopped chanting, and the peculiar aura gradually disappeared.

"I didn't expect that in this mundane campus, I could actually meet a cultivator with such profound spiritual power. The white-clothed monk said indifferently.

"Hahaha, the master is good at cultivating, this has been discovered by you!" Not far away, Wang Ming appeared in shape.

"Look at the donor's dress, is he a student here?" said the monk.

"The master's eyes are like torches!" Wang Ming said with a smile.

"It's not easy to continue to practice Hongchen with such profound cultivation! The future of the donor will be limitless!"

"I don't know where the master came from, but he was overliving his soul just now?" Wang Ming said curiously.

"The poor monk Dharma called Du Jing, practicing in Putuo Temple, is indeed surpassing the soul!" Du Jing said with his hands folded.

Sure enough, it was Du Jing! Wang Ming thought of Mojin, who was suppressed under Yangming Lake at the beginning!

"There was indeed a demon suppressed here, and the evil demon was underwater, but it hurt a lot of people, and there were a lot of souls who died here!" Wang Min said.

"When the poor monk passed by here, he found this evil demon, but he was weak in cultivation, and he couldn't do the thing of subduing demons and subduing demons, so he had to go with regrets.

"A few months ago, that evil demon came out to make trouble, and coincidentally, the junior disciples of the Liu, Deng, and Zhang families happened to be training in Hongchen here, so they joined forces to subdue that demon, and I happened to be there. Wang Ming said.

"I see, what a chance it must be to gather three of the ten great families, and the evil demon should also be extinct here. Du Jing nodded.

"But the master is also compassionate, after many years, after leaving the customs, the first thing that comes to mind is the evil demons here. Wang Ming said.

"Alas, I also fought with that demon back then, but I was defeated, and after I went back to retreat, I thought about subduing him, which is also my obsession. Du Jing let out a long sigh.

"The master is obsessed, do people who cultivate Buddhism also have obsessions?" Wang Ming said curiously.

The donor laughed, born as a human being, there will naturally be obsessions, but it depends on this obsession, and whether it will bear good or evil results in the end. Du Jing said.

"What does the master think is the fruit of your obsession?" asked Wang Ming.

"What does the donor mean?" Du Jing looked puzzled and stared at Wang Ming tightly.

"Hahaha, master, I'm just joking, don't mind! The master is a great and virtuous monk, and what he bears will be good fruits!" Wang Ming said.

"I can't talk about the great virtuous monks, I don't know where the benefactor came from?" Du Jing asked.

"Don't hide it from the master, under Wang Ming, it is the judgment of this world, a term of loose cultivation!" Wang Ming actually said bluntly and directly reported his true identity.

Du Jing, a monk in Putuo Temple, has a deep Buddha relationship, and is a great practitioner of the image realm!

"Yang Judgment!" Du Jing's eyes let out a fine light, and her mood fluctuated a little for a while.

"Exactly. ”

"The poor monk's eyes are cloudy, he didn't find it, I'm ashamed, Wangyang will forgive me!"

"The master is gracious. ”

"When the demon was ambushed, Lord Yang Ju did a lot of effort, I wonder what the demon said?" asked Du Jing.

"What can the demon say, after catching it, throw it directly into the oil pot, is it necessary to talk to him more!" Wang Ming smiled.

Du Jing seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Since the evil demon has been ambushed, I am not suitable to stay here for a long time, just when there is chaos in the Xuanmen, I plan to go east to the sea, take a look at the Nine Dragons Palace, and say goodbye!" Du Jing prepared to leave.

"There's something I'd like to ask the master. Wang Ming hurriedly said.

"Yang judges, but it doesn't hurt to say!" Du Jing said.

"The underworld has lost four thousand ghosts in the world, I have no way out, I don't know if the master has any good methods?" Wang Ming threw the question to Du Jing.

"Lost 4,000 souls?!" Du Jing was surprised.

"That's right. ”

"Did Yang Ju go to Na Yu to find help?" asked Du Jing.

"I don't know very well, I've just been sentenced to Yang. Wang Ming's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about the gods and ghosts he had seen in the past.

"That Xudu is the holy place for ghost cultivation in the entire world, and in this entire cultivation world, if you say that you are the most sensitive to ghosts, there is only that Xudu, and when you go to Xudu, as long as you show the identity of the yang judge, then you will naturally do your best to support you. Du Jing said.

"What the master is referring to, but in Yuzhou, the land of Bashu?"

"Yes, although the Xuanmen is a little bit of a fork this time, Na Yudu chose neutrality this time, and it is quite leisurely to think about it. Du Jing said.

"Understood, thank you for your advice!"

"Yang Ju is polite, don't let the poor monk go!"

After speaking, the old monk folded his hands, turned into a streamer, and flew towards the east.

Without further ado, the direction was confirmed, and Wang Ming Imperial Sword headed south.

Wang Ming left on the front foot, and on the back foot, there was a bird with three-color tail feathers, which fell into the campus under the torrential rain.

When she landed, the bird turned into a little girl and looked around.

"It seems that this is where the Holy Envoy said, alas, this world is really annoying, it always rains like this, flying all the way from Kunlun Mountain, almost exhausting me, and my feathers are damp!

The little girl muttered to herself, and then turned into a bird again and began to wander around the schoolyard.

Traveling all the way, Wang Ming finally arrived in Yuzhou.

Yuzhou is mountainous, and the rain is continuous, but it also has a unique flavor.

(End of chapter)