Tale?

The four people in the ruined temple are a little unclear, so why do they have to tell stories as soon as they come up?

The old monk ignored the doubts of a few people, or didn't care whether they wanted to hear it or not, and already started to speak.

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on that mountain, and there was an old monk in that temple, and the old monk liked to tell stories to people the most..."

As the old monk's voice sounded, several people fell silent.

They were on guard against each other, and they all paid attention to the old monk and listened to what kind of story he was going to tell.

It's just that, listening to it, the faces of several people began to become strange.

Because after a few words, the story of the old monk returned to the original point and started from the beginning.

And so and so on, and over and over again.

The third time, Wu Zhitai's face began to be a little impatient.

The fifth time, Gu Dali began to be a little irritable.

For the seventh time, Gu Su looked at Wu Zhitai, Gu Dali, and Jiang Fan, with inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

For the eighth time, Jiang Fan looked at the old monk with a calm expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ninth time...

Halfway through hearing this, Jiang Fan's complexion changed slightly, and he quickly got rid of the different colors and returned to normal.

When the old monk finished speaking this ninth time and was about to receive the tenth time, Jiang Fan opened his mouth and inserted it between the old monk's words.

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on that mountain, and there was an old monk in the temple who liked to tell people stories about how to become strong quickly. ”

Wu Zhitai, Gu Dali, and Gu Su all looked at Jiang Fan strangely, not understanding what he was talking about.

This old monk is obviously highly cultivated, and his strength is unfathomable, he dared to interrupt the old monk's words at this time, and changed his story without authorization.

Is this death?

I didn't see that Wu Zhitai and Gu Dali were already impatient, but they still didn't open their mouths to interrupt the story of the old monk.

The old monk was robbed, and he was not annoyed.

Waited quietly, after Jiang Fan finished speaking, and made sure that he would no longer speak, he still spoke on his own as usual.

"Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and there was a temple on that mountain, and there was an old monk in that temple who would tell you that if you want to become stronger quickly, you must continue to listen to the old monk's stories. ”

Jiang Fan's eyes were happy, Wu Zhitai and Gu Dali's faces did change in unison, and Gu Su also glanced at Jiang Fan strangely, thoughtfully.

"Once upon a time there was a mountain..."

The old monk continued his story.

Over and over again...

After a few more times, Wu Zhitai couldn't help but interject in the gap between the old monk's speech.

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on that mountain..."

The old monk was not used to this young man interjecting for no reason, raised his head and glanced at him, and said lightly, "That old monk likes to kill people and tell stories to the rest of the people." ”

He glanced at it, lowered his head, and continued, "Once upon a time there was a mountain..."

Wu Zhitai was a little puzzled, why was Jiang Fan okay when he opened his mouth, but he was threatened when he opened his mouth?

Threat!

Yes, Wu Zhitai felt that the old monk was warning himself when he looked up just now.

Warning yourself that if you dare to interject, you will kill yourself.

Fortunately, just a warning.

With some heart palpitations secretly vigilant, Wu Zhitai suddenly found that his companion Gu Dali's eyes suddenly changed when he looked at him.

The pupils contracted suddenly, the corners of the mouth pulled to the sides, and the facial features on the whole face became a little distorted.

Is that... Afraid!

Yes, Wu Zhitai can be sure that he saw horror in the faces of his companions.

It's just that he doesn't understand why his companion has this kind of horror on his face when he looks at him.

Wu Zhitai did not get an answer.

In other words, when the answer appeared, it was no longer possible for him to know the answer.

Gu Dali looked at Wu Zhitai's body in horror as if it had been slashed off by the carving knife of the years.

watched in horror as the flesh and blood on Wu Zhitai's body fell off piece by piece.

Every time a piece falls off, it is as if it has experienced hundreds of millions of years of time, turning into light smoke at the moment of encountering the wind.

Frightened to see Wu Zhitai's flesh and blood fall off, on the white skeleton of that Sensen, the eyeballs in the two eye sockets fell off, like two glass beads bouncing on the ground a few times.

And then..."Smack~"

It was as if it had been squeezed vigorously, exploded, and shattered without a trace.

Gu Dali watched Wu Zhitai's body with only a skeleton left, and the white bones became black little by little, as if they had spanned hundreds of millions of years in an instant, and the bones turned into loess and scattered into flying sand.

Everything is a long story, in fact, the old monk has not finished telling the story again, and Wu Zhitai has been buried by time like this.

This... Terrifying!

Gu Dali's heart couldn't stop trembling, and he felt that his legs couldn't help but be a little weak, and he wanted to collapse on the ground weakly.

But he didn't dare, he was afraid that his abnormal movements would cause a similar end to Wu Zhitai.

You know, if it wasn't for Wu Zhitai taking the lead just now, he almost couldn't help but speak.

Almost!

Almost, he replaced Wu Zhitai and dissipated from this world.

The feeling of passing by death made Gu Dali's heart only fearful, and nothing else.

Compared with Gu Dali, Gu Su's state is slightly better.

But after witnessing the scene of Wu Zhitai's death just now, and then looking at the old monk who was sitting there with a peaceful face and tapping on the wooden fish to tell a story, Gu Su's heart couldn't help but tremble.

It is the fear of the unknown, of the mystery, of all the horrors brought about by biological instincts.

As a matter of fact... Jiang Fan is not much better.

Looking at Wu Zhitai's fate, Jiang Fan did not gloat in his heart, and all that was left was to rejoice.

OK!

Fortunately, the teacher is really reliable!

I said it the ninth time, I can't do it sooner, and I can't do it later!

Fortunately, I got the right time, otherwise the end of that ancient lackey would be my own end.

It's just that... Looking at the old monk, Jiang Fan was a little suspicious.

This old monk is obviously not as harmless as he seems, if he continues to wait, will he really be able to get what he wants?

Jiang Fan was suspicious in his heart, but he also knew that he couldn't leave if he wanted to.

I can only send hope to the teacher who doesn't know where to hide, what he said earlier is right, and I hope that what he said later is also right.

The old monk told the story over and over again, over and over again.

Gu Dali was in a trembling situation, and he didn't dare to say much, Gu Su was full of vigilance, and he didn't know how to deal with himself.

Jiang Fan counted silently in his heart, waiting for the opportunity.

Ninety-seven.

Ninety-eight.

Ninety-nine.

When the old monk told a story to the ninety-ninth time, Jiang Fan interrupted again.

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on that mountain, and there was an old monk in the temple, and the old monk would help me get stronger quickly and tell me stories. ”

The old monk raised his head and glanced at him.

Two rays of light shot out from his eyes and fell on Jiang Fan's body.

When the beam of light shot out, Jiang Fan's heart rose to his throat.

That's it.

Just before Wu Zhitai died, there was such a light that fell on him.

But... This time, there are two lights that fall on you, will there be a different end?

Jiang Fan didn't know, Jiang Fan couldn't hide, Jiang Fan could only choose to gamble, the gambling teacher didn't lie to himself, and the gambling teacher was still reliable.

If you win, you earn, if you lose... His life was saved by the teacher, so he should be returned!

If you want to complain, there must be... But the heart would have been willing.

Fortunately...

The two rays of light fell silently on Jiang Fan's body.

One represents time, one represents space.

Time began to speed up on Jiang Fan's body, Jiang Fan sat cross-legged, and his cultivation was rising steadily.

The space began to distort, the spiritual power swarmed, and the laws of heaven and earth emerged more clearly in that distorted space.

The calmness of the Star-Picking Realm crossed almost in the blink of an eye, and it skipped through the sky in the middle of a breath.

Jiang Fan's cultivation climbed all the way to the peak of the Metamorphosis Realm, reaching the limit of this world.

Then from ascending the stairs to transforming the mortal, tempered over and over again.

When he re-ascended to the peak of metamorphosis for the ninth time and completed his cultivation, the laws of time and space that shrouded him also faded at the same time.

And time... The story of the old monk has just been told.

Subconsciously clenched his fists, feeling his own power so strong that it seemed to tear the heavens and the earth apart.

Jiang Fan wanted to cheer, but he didn't dare.

He still remembered the teacher's reminder, and the success of this time made him believe in the teacher's words even more.

Therefore, he counted over and over again, staying up little by little.

Gu Dali looked at Jiang Fan, his face was gloomy and could drip water.

His companion died when he opened his mouth, and he received such a benefit when he opened his mouth.

Even if he was a fool, Gu Dali guessed that Jiang Fan must know something.

The benefits made him blush.

It's just that... The more this happened, the more he didn't dare to speak again.

There are obviously some rules in this, and I don't know the rules.

Reckless attempts will only kill you.

It's better to watch, wait and see, and summarize it... It's never too late to try again.

As for the danger, at the moment, it seems that as long as you don't break the rules, there will be no danger.

Thinking like this, Gu Dali's heart quieted down slightly.

Similar to Gu Dali's guess, Gu Su didn't dare to speak easily.

Look at the old monk, and then look at Jiang Fan.

Thinking in his heart, even if there is no benefit in the future, with his strength, he can easily beat Gu Dali, right?

Jiang Fan didn't pay any attention to the thoughts of the two people behind him.

His eyes were fixed on the old monk, watching every micro-expression on the old monk's face, and even the changes between every wrinkle.

The old monk told his story over and over again, and Jiang Fan counted it over and over again.

Nine hundred and ninety-seven.

Nine hundred and ninety-eight.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine.

After nine hundred and ninety-nine times, Jiang Fan did not speak, the old monk did not pause, and the story was still coherent.

"Once upon a time..."

"And there's more!"

As soon as the old monk said three words, he was suddenly interrupted by Jiang Fan.

Gu Su and Gu Dali both looked at Jiang Fan in horror.

I want to see if this guy is crazy.

This old monk is unfathomable, how dare he talk to him like this?

Jiang Fan ignored what the two behind him thought, interrupted the story of the old monk, stepped forward in two steps, his hands trembled, grabbed the monk's robe at the old monk's neck, and lifted the old monk alive.

"I ask you, is there any end?"

The old monk was also confused, raised his head, glanced at Jiang Fan, and seemed to have some confusion about what was going on.

Facing the eyes of the old monk, Jiang Fan's heart and liver trembled, but his face was fierce and vicious, anxious for his teacher's advice.

"Just ask you, is there any end?"

The tone is extremely unkind.

Listening to Jiang Fan's voice, the old monk looked at Jiang Fan's expression, looked at Jiang Fan's eyes, and suddenly, as if he had thought of some terrible memory.

His face turned pale in an instant.

As soon as the wooden fish in his hand was lost, he subconsciously squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, trembling.

"The little monk is wrong! The little monk knows it's wrong! Senior brother, don't beat the little monk!"

Jiang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, turned around decisively, didn't say a word, and ran straight to the outside of the temple, without stopping for a moment.

This sudden change made Gu Su and Gu Dali stunned for a moment.

The first to react, Gu Su did not hesitate at all, and decisively burst out and ran out after Jiang Fan at great speed.

Gu Dali looked at Gu Su's back, hesitated for a moment, glanced at the old monk who was squatting on the ground and shivering, gritted his teeth, raised his feet and chased after him.

Jiang Fan and Gu Su escaped from the gate of the temple one after another.

Gu Dali had just rushed to the door, and suddenly there was a loud shout behind him.

"Liar, thief, Hugh away!"

Not good!

Gu Dali directly cast the forbidden technique escape method, and did not hesitate to expend vitality and blood to increase the speed by three times.

However...

No matter how fast you escape, how can you quickly pass through the power of time and space?

The moment the voice behind him sounded, the flesh and blood on Gu Dali's body began to fall off little by little, and before anyone reached the temple gate, Gu Dali completely turned into gray smoke.

"Whew~"

Escaped far, far away in one go, and found that the terrifying existence did not chase after him, Jiang Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

Wealth is in danger, but this is really too exciting, too thrilling.

Thinking like this, Jiang Fan turned around and saw Gu Su following behind him, walking towards him with curiosity.

"You're here. ”

Gu Su nodded, "I'm here." ”

"I knew you were coming. ”

Gu Su nodded, "I also know you know I'm coming." ”

Jiang Fan sighed, "You shouldn't have come." ”

"But I'm here anyway. ”

Jiang Fan was silent, looking at her, with a somewhat complicated expression on his face.

After a long time, he sighed, "Come with me." ”

Gu Su was slightly stunned and nodded, "Okay." ”

Zhou Yi hid outside the broken temple, watching Jiang Fan and Gu Su escape safely, listening to the roar coming from the broken temple.

Some hesitation.

Then this temple, do you enter or not?

It's just that this temple is the fastest way to find things by yourself, if you don't enter... What year and month are you looking for?

But the old monk in the temple is a little scary!

After waiting for a few more moments, there was no angry movement in the temple.

The sound of wooden fish chanting sounded again, and Zhou Yi thought for a long time and decided to believe in the character of the group of chances.

Enter!

"Squeak~"

Push the door in.

"Amitabha. ”

Zhou Yi stood in front of the door and recited the Buddha's name first.

The old monk knocked on Muyu's hand slightly, and also chanted, "Amitabha." ”

"Seeing each other is fate, would you like to hear a story?"

Zhou Yi nodded, "I would like to hear it in detail." ”

The old monk spoke, "Once upon a time there was a mountain..."

After the ninth time, Zhou Yi spoke.

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on that mountain, and the old monks in the temple did not know where to go. ”

The old monk replied, "The old monk is telling stories to people in the temple." ”

Zhou Yi was silent, and the old monk continued.

Ninety-ninth time, Zhou Yi asked the old monk for 'guidance astrolabe'.

The old monk did not refuse, and helped Zhou Yi find the 'Guiding Astrolabe'.

Zhou Yi put the things into the Qiankun ring and continued to listen to the old monk tell stories.

Nine hundred and ninety-seven.

Nine hundred and ninety-eight.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine.

did not flee like Jiang Fan, Zhou Yi took the initiative to take over the right to speak.

"Once upon a time, there was a small spiritual mountain here. ”

The old monk knocked on Muyu's hand slightly, and raised his head to look at Zhou Yi.

"Once upon a time?"