In less than half a day, Zhang Mo and his party arrived at the Evil Dragon Valley, and the abbot of Shingon Temple, who was one step ahead, was also late in a donkey cart. /pgt;

As for the herders in the vicinity, their livestock have been moved to safety. /pgt;

Dragon Valley is not big, and it doesn't look like a dragon and more like a bird's nest. /pgt;

Zhang Mo's Yuan Shen easily covered the entire Evil Dragon Valley, but he didn't see Liu Fufeng's figure. /pgt;

"Looks like he's not here yet. Zhang Mo muttered. /pgt;

"Don't worry, ambush around here first, he will definitely come back!" said the Ancestor of the Discipline Academy. /pgt;

"I hope so. Zhang Mo said with a sigh. /pgt;

Subsequently, the group temporarily ambushed near the Valley of the Evil Dragon. /pgt;

In the blink of an eye, it's night. /pgt;

The stars are shining brightly, and the stars are bright. /pgt;

Suddenly, a figure swept across the sky and fell into the Valley of the Evil Dragon. /pgt;

Seeing this, Zhang Mo suddenly became alert and whispered: "Someone is coming!"

"Liu Fufeng?" asked the Ancestor of the Discipline Academy. /pgt;

"I don't see it clearly, let's go to the Valley of the Evil Dragon to have a look. Zhang Mo said. /pgt;

"Okay, it's surrounded, don't let him run anymore. The Ancestor of the Discipline Academy said. /pgt;

Immediately, the group surrounded the Evil Dragon Valley from five different directions, and Liu Ruolan followed behind Zhang Mo. /pgt;

But it was Liu Fufeng who entered the Evil Dragon Valley just now, which definitely made it difficult for him to fly. /pgt;

When he arrived at the Evil Dragon Valley, Zhang Mo looked inside, only to see that the figure was very familiar, and then looked at it, it was not the stone statue Liu Fufeng!/pgt;

At this time, the ancestor of the Discipline Academy also recognized this figure, and couldn't help but say, "Uncle Shi, let's do the Fa!"

The stone statue Liu Fufeng was stunned and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Immediately afterwards, Liu Fufeng seemed to understand something, and said: "That news was deliberately spread by you?"

"Uncle Shi, don't be obsessed anymore, follow me back to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Hall to reflect!" said the ancestor of the Discipline Academy. /pgt;

"Bald donkey, just because you want to take me, if it weren't for Zhang Mo's meddling in Xiliang Mountain before, I'm afraid you would have died at my hands long ago!" Liu Fufeng said hatefully. /pgt;

"Uncle Shi, my nephew knows that it is not your opponent, so I invited a few helpers. The Ancestor of the Discipline Academy said. /pgt;

"Don't move the statue of King Ming, I haven't seen you for a long time!" said the abbot of the Jokhang Temple. /pgt;

"Old friend, and me!" said the abbot of Shingon Temple. /pgt;

"Let's subdue the Demon Dragon Valley today!" said the abbot of Mingjue Temple. /pgt;

Zhang Mo didn't say a word, and watched quietly. /pgt;

The stone statue Liu Fufeng looked a little angry, the stone eyebrows were tightly locked, and the stone eyes were almost about to erupt fire. /pgt;

"A group of dead bald donkeys, just because you want to take me, see me without a shadow!" said the stone statue Liu Fufeng through gritted teeth. /pgt;

"Uncle Shi, this is the Valley of the Evil Dragon, you don't need me to remind you more. Although you are a stone statue, you still can't escape the erosion of the underground miasma, I advise you not to use any retreat techniques!" reminded the Ancestor of the Discipline Academy. /pgt;

"You...... Damn!" The stone statue Liu Fufeng gritted his teeth and glared at the ancestor of the Discipline Academy. /pgt;

"Everyone shot together and captured him alive!" said the abbot of Shingon Temple. /pgt;

"Okay!" the abbot of Jokhang Temple, Xuanming, and others responded. /pgt;

Immediately, the four of them shot together and attacked the stone statue willow Fufeng. /pgt;

Seeing this, Liu Ruolan couldn't help but pause and asked, "Zhang Mo, do we want to make a move?"

"Don't worry, this is the internal matter of the Thousand Buddha Sect, it would be great if they could solve it themselves, if they really couldn't take Liu Fufeng, it wouldn't be too late to make a move. Zhang Mo said lightly. /pgt;

"This ......" Liu Ruolan hesitated for a while, and then whispered: "The organization hopes that we can bring this stone statue back for research." ”/pgt;

"Do research?" Zhang Mo paused, then shook his head and said, "What is there to study a stone statue? Could it be that your ability group still wants to cultivate several similar stone statues?"

"This ...... Not impossible. Liu Ruolan said. /pgt;

"Don't be delusional, the spirit of the stone statue needs a great opportunity, and it is not something that can be cultivated by man. Zhang Mo unceremoniously poured a plate of cold water. /pgt;

Liu Ruolan pursed her lips and did not refute. /pgt;

She is also a cultivator, so she naturally knows that it is not easy for the stone statue to rise from the spirit, but if she can study the process of the willow wind from the spirit, it is not impossible to generalize. /pgt;

However, these are all later words, catch Liu Fufeng first!/pgt;

The four high-ranking monks and the stone statue Liu Fufeng scuffled together, although the ancestors of the Discipline Academy had the advantage in numbers, but their strength was slightly inferior. /pgt;

In addition, Liu Fufeng is the body of a stone statue, water and fire are inviolable, and external forces are difficult to hurt, so the ancestors of the Discipline Academy did not have any advantage. /pgt;

Seeing this, he heard that the face of the ancestor of the Vinaya Temple sank, and he said, "It seems that you can only use the Buddha weapon!"

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" said the abbot of Mingjue Temple. /pgt;

Then, I saw him take out a match-sized thing from his waist, recite a few words silently in his mouth, and after pouring Buddha power into his palm, the thing instantly became larger and turned into a Zen staff!

Not to be outdone, the abbot of the Jokhang Temple Xuanming untied the robe on his body, preparing to trap Liu Fufeng. /pgt;

The abbot of Shingon Temple recited Buddhist scriptures orally in an attempt to suppress Liu Fufeng's mind. /pgt;

The robe of the ancestor of the Discipline Academy was destroyed by Liu Fufeng as early as when he was in Xiliang Mountain, but at this moment he still found something that looked like a chisel. However, it is not a chisel, but a Buddhist holy relic, a pestle to descend demons!/pgt;

Seeing that the four of them took out their housekeeping skills, the stone face couldn't help but sink, and asked, "Do you have to get along with me?"

"Uncle Shi, I can't afford to live with you, but in fact, you have lost yourself and lost your Buddha heart, so you will stop blaming your master and nephew!" said the ancestor of the Discipline Academy. /pgt;

"What lost myself, what lost the Buddha's heart? I was originally a spiritual stone in the mountain, and it was you who forcibly polished me into a statue of the immovable king, which was not what I wanted. Now, all I want is freedom, why do this to me? Is there still justice?" said Liu Fu angrily. /pgt;

Hearing this, Zhang Mo couldn't help but pause. /pgt;

Seeing Liu Ruolan on the side, she couldn't help but feel sympathy and said: "If that's the case, Liu Fufeng doesn't seem to have done anything wrong." ”/pgt;

"Don't take one side of the story, there must be something in it that we don't know. Zhang Mo said rationally. /pgt;

"Uncle Shi, don't be obsessed anymore, if you can't see the Buddha's nature and detach yourself, how can you be free?" said the ancestor of the Vinaya Academy. /pgt;

"Hmph!" Liu Fufeng's face darkened, and he said in a low voice: "You forced me to do this, then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

As he spoke, he saw a burst of agitation on Liu Fufeng's body, and stone hair grew on his head, in the shape of six buns, holding a sword in his left hand and a rope in his right hand. /pgt;

At the same time, the face was completely blackened, and a blazing flame erupted from the back. /pgt;

Seeing this, Liu Ruolan was stunned and asked, "Why has he changed?"

"This is the true appearance of the statue of the King of Fudong!" Zhang Mo explained. /pgt;

"That'...... Are the Ancestors of the Discipline Academy, their opponents?" asked Liu Ruolan worriedly. /pgt;

"It's hard to say, I can feel that Liu Fufeng has become stronger, especially the stone sword and rope in his left and right hands seem to be very unusual. Zhang Mo said with a frown. /pgt;

"Ah, what should I do then?" asked Liu Ruolan in amazement. /pgt; I want to chat with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chats about life, and looks for confidants~