"Hey, hey, hey."

Fa Shan laughed, "You're in a hurry, you're scared!" ”

"Ridiculous!" Fa Ming shouted, "You have fallen into an evil demon and committed a heinous sin!" Master has worked hard to protect you and maintain the reputation of Guanyin Monastery, and now you are actually revealing the matter to outsiders?! ”

"Hahahaha!" The answer to Fa Ming was Fa Shan's wild laughter.

Apparently he was very happy, this trick is called the same end, and he has made a lot of money.

Fa Ming didn't say a word, turned around and walked away, and to him, the darkness here didn't seem to have any effect.

Bring the lantern just so that Fashan can see his appearance clearly.

"Alas......"

Fa Ming had barely taken two steps when he heard a voice coming from behind.

He spun around.

Next to the iron gate, I don't know when there was one more person, it was none other than the senior monk disciple from the Eastern Tang Dynasty, the law name Wukong.

It's a guy who dresses a little weirdly.

I don't know if it's a monk or not, a weirdo.

"Little Master." Fa Ming sighed and looked at Yang Que, "Why don't you listen to the advice?" ”

"The night is long, and I don't want to sleep, so I walk around and have a look." Yang Que smiled, "I didn't expect to see a good show." ”

"What does the little master want?" Fa Mingdao didn't directly shout and kill, but asked.

"No, it should be the master's intention?"

"Oh?"

"If the master intends to kill people, then I have no choice but to resist." Yang Que said, "But if the master plans to talk about it, then why should I do it?" You know, even if it's a wild beast, unless it's for predation and territory, it will avoid unnecessary struggles. ”

"What does Little Master want to talk about?" Fa Ming asked.

Before Yang Que could answer, Fa Shan in the cell was anxious: "They are demons!" Little Master, don't be deceived by them! They're going to kill you! ”

"Knock knock!"

The knock on the door rang again.

"You accuse each other of evil spirits." Yang Que ignored Fa Shan, "You have to come up with evidence, right?" There is no basis for words. ”

"What credentials does Little Master want?"

"Let's take a look at Fashan first, how about it?" Yang Que said.

"That's what they made me like this!" Fa Shan's voice was hoarse, and the sound of banging on the door stopped.

"No." I didn't expect Fa Ming to choose to refuse?" Fashan is in danger right now. ”

"Dangerous?" Yang Que smiled?" He can't even break a small iron door, and you may not believe it. My master and apprentice? All the way west? There are countless youkai who have died under our hands, and their strength is extraordinary. Otherwise, the road is difficult? How did we get here unscathed? ”

"Little Master, can you promise me one thing?" Fa Ming asked.

"You say."

"After you confirm the truth, little master, don't tell it outside. By the people of my Guanyin Monastery? Escort two people to a thousand miles away. Fa Ming said.

What does that mean? Don't kill people, and don't restrict the actions of the two, just watch and don't care.

Until he left this area, he no longer had any big impact on the reputation of Guanyin Monastery? Everyone acts as if nothing happened? To each his own.

Of course, it is also possible that it will be time to kill people at that time.

But to be honest, if you want to kill people and kill people, it is actually more suitable in the base camp.

There are no outsiders here anyway.

"Okay." Yang Que agreed.

"So......" Fa Ming faced the iron gate and began to recite scriptures that no one could hear? In a few moments, the iron door shone brightly.

Tadpole-sized golden text emerges? If you look closely, you will see that this is a Buddhist scripture.

The words emerge and dissipate like sand.

"Sure enough, it's a monk? But I don't seem to feel the other party's cultivation ......," Yang Que said, "Why is this happening?" In terms of strength? I'm probably probably a monk during the Tribulation Period. ”

A monk of high cultivation? Shouldn't you be able to see through at a glance what kind of realm it is to become a monk with low cultivation?

Unless the other party has some special means of concealment for the protagonist.

"A lot of the time it's experience and judgment." Howling Sky Dog answers Yang Que's question? Judging the other party's breath and the like, after all, the monk also cultivated it little by little, and he was very familiar with it. There is also a divine sense detection, which can see the opponent's cyclone, Jindan, Yuanying and the like at a glance.

"Only by 'seeing' these realm characteristics can we have an accurate judgment on their realm cultivation.

"Let a monk judge the strength of the demon beast...... It can only be compared with the monk according to the degree of blood and breath turbulence. ”

"So the high cultivation is looking at the low cultivation, and the game is like looking at the opposite 'level' is not there?" Yang Que asked.

"If you are a monk of the Eight Classics, you are one big realm away, and it is basically the same. But you're not ......," the howling dog said.

The route taken by Yang Que was biased towards demon beasts, even after cultivating the Primordial Golden Chapter.

The tone of the beginning has been set, and it is not easy to change it, and there is no need to change it.

"It's a nuisance." Yang Que said.

The shackles on the iron gate were lifted, but Fashan did not come out.

Yang Que took the initiative to step forward, tearing the iron door as easily as if he were shredding a piece of paper, and saw that Fa Ming raised his eyebrows slightly.

As the iron gate was torn apart by Yang Que, an unpleasant smell came to his face.

Yang Que reacted quickly, immediately retreated to the entrance passage of the cave, and exhaled directly.

A gust of wind blew in the cave, crushing the smell into the corner.

“…… Amitabha. "In the wind, Fa Ming's monk's robes danced wildly, and the hunt sounded.

He folded his hands and recited the scriptures.

The terrifying smell of biological weapons was purified by him and began to slowly dissipate.

"Get out!"

Fa Shan's roar sounded, and Fa Ming's power was also purifying the smell of his body.

With this roar, Fashan finally rushed out of the cell.

It's a terrifying monster to look at, and if a normal person suddenly finds out that he has become like this, I'm afraid he will go crazy.

Like a weedy pile, with long, withered yellow hair.

It's normal, but it's extremely thin, and its eyes have become two-slit faces.

There are also long, curled nails like scimitars.

And what is really weird and strange is Fashan's body, his chin is a little down, and it begins to swell from the neck, without feet, and the whole person looks like a huge fat snake.

The hands became short and small.

It's probably just the length of an ordinary person's forearm.

Fashan's mouth opened to an exaggerated degree, and a black snake letter spat out from it, toothless, and bit down on Fa Ming, who was chanting the scriptures.

Fa Ming stopped chanting, sighed, pinched a Dharma seal in his right hand, and then pushed forward.

Firmly press on the body of the Fa Shan.

The fat snake Fashan flew back to the cell, and before he could come out, the entire cell was glowing with golden light, shrouded in scriptures.

Suppress the Fashan in it, and it will not be able to come out again.

"I thought you were ordinary people." Yang Que said.

"We ...... It used to be. Fa Ming sighed again, "Now, has the little master seen the truth?" ”