During the Northern Song Dynasty, the heavens and the earth were turbulent and the mountains and rivers were broken.

The world is in chaos, there is a miasma of smoke everywhere, and the people are living in dire straits.

The ground is uneven, strong people are everywhere, and in addition to natural disasters for many years, the people are angry.

The way of heaven was blinded, and the demons took advantage of the situation to rise up and cause chaos everywhere, stirring the already dark world even more chaotic.

The world is in turmoil, luck is damaged, for their own cultivation, the world's Buddhists and Taoists dare not be alone anymore, walking the world to kill demons and demons, for that little bit of merit, but also for the last bit of hope.

Thieves are rampant, and the law of the country is gone. The upper echelons of officials secretly enjoyed their own tranquility and turned a blind eye to the suffering of the people. Up and down, lower-level officials naturally look at money, eat and take cards, and they are purely farts in public service. There are still some restraints in the existence of families in big cities, and the small counties in the marginal areas are unscrupulous.

The salt and iron monopoly has become a joke, and the streets are full of fierce people with swords, guns, swords, and halberds. It has become a reality to draw a knife without saying a word, and even the shops on the side of the road are mostly blacksmith shops that make weapons, which shows that the originally narrow martial arts have spread to the level of ordinary people.

Wang Zheng stepped on this plane land, and walked with his subordinates in less than ten minutes, and he saw a clean but cruel fight with his own eyes.

A young man dressed as a typical Jianghu man held a two-handed sword that is absolutely rare in China, rode a horse to chase seven or eight ragged bandits and fled.

Severed limbs, heads, and blood splattered everywhere. The little monk who was innocently wrapped in the middle poured his head and face, which was both panicked and scared, and forced to calm down, pretending to be a Buddha costume, which really made people laugh.

"Let's go say hi too!" Looking at the expression of the little monk of Shifang in the iris display, Wang Zheng couldn't help but wave his hand, and led his subordinates to step over the fallen boundary monument in Guobei County and walk towards the west.

After conquering the "Cobra Rise" plane, Wang Zheng returned to the "X-Men" plane with a full harvest for a little rest, and began his first attempt at the god and demon plane. The chosen destination is, of course, more familiar. And there is no "A Chinese Ghost Story" plane that is too against the sky and demons.

For Wang Zheng. An old monk subdues demons and destroys demons by relying on martial arts more than spells, a rogue Taoist priest who does tricks more than a heavenly master, a female ghost who has no other means than illusions, and a tree demon who can only physically attack the god and demon plane. is at the level of his suspicious acceptance.

What's more, it has a lot of demons, monsters, and Buddhism. The research material is comprehensive and multifaceted. Wang Zheng didn't have a reason to let go.

However, in the instinctive vigilance of the demon plane, Wang Zheng was quite well prepared for coming over this time, not only did he have a small fleet on standby. There are still 10,000 super warriors waiting for support at any time. The guards who followed Wang Zheng were also the Super Yuri recruits led by Tom and Jerry himself, and their biological energy and ability to emit flames with a body temperature of up to 3,000 degrees should be no problem for dealing with some little monsters.

From the plane of "Cobra Rising", in addition to more than 20 nano warriors, Wang Zheng only brought the white ghost alone, his super strong cold weapon combat ability, coupled with Wang Zheng's gravity controller and accelerator, from the body strengthened by the perfect T virus, from the perspective of close ability alone, can definitely top the rogue Taoist Yan Chixia.

The White Ghost led the nano warriors who were used as experiments by Wang Zheng to open the way in front, they wore half-body armor as light cavalry uniforms, Yumo took a dozen battle maids disguised as handmaidens to protect Wang Zheng in the center, Tom and Jerry wore the silver-white armor of the ancient sword and shield hand standard and carried twenty Yuri warriors with an average of more than two meters and the same armor pressed at the rear. A team of more than 60 people rode all snow-white horses, braving the heavy rain and slowly advancing along the avenue.

The wind howled, turning the downpour diagonally, and the bean-sized raindrops clanged on the soldiers' armor. The maids held huge Tianluo umbrella covers, shielding Wang Zheng's colleagues from the wind and rain, showing outsiders the dignity of the identity of the team master.

There was no one in the whole team, only the sound of horses' hooves trampling the water on the muddy road, the armor was shining, the military was neat, and a solemn aura came to the face.

was blocking in front of the team, holding a small hoe in front of the grass hut, braving the heavy rain and trying to piece together the ten squares of those corpses, when he heard the sound of horses' hooves in front of him, he looked up and was a little stunned.

In the grass shed, Yan Chixia was instantly alert, and took out the two-handed sword in a panic, and did not dare to sit on the ground, and looked at Wang Zheng's men and horses with vigilant eyes. The old monk Master Baiyun still closed his eyes, fiddling with the hand beads one by one, silently chanting for the corpse that had just died in front of him.

The white ghost was dressed as a habitual ninja, with two shallow long knives stuck in his back, rode his horse and stopped in front of the grass shed, looked down at the little monk in front of him, and then turned his head to look at the old monk in the grass shed and Yan Chixia with a wary face, raised his hand and made a gesture behind him.

The team behind him immediately dismounted and walked out, standing in front of the grass shed in two rows, the team behind was split, Wang Zheng took Yumo and two maids who were wearing Tianluo umbrellas for him, and walked out under the escort of Tom and Jerry, and walked towards the grass shed.

The little monk was stunned for a long time, then lowered his head and continued to piece together the corpse. Yan Chixia had already occupied the edge of the grass shed, and the big sword in her hand was clutched tightly, seeing that if something was wrong, she would definitely run away on the spot.

Wang Zheng laughed secretly, and said in his heart, your kid has killed countless people, and the old monk said that you still have a good word, why do you see the army now.

After the old monk finished reciting the scriptures, he opened his eyes and looked at Wang Zheng.

Wang Zheng arched his hand with a smile and said, "Master! The mountain rain road is slippery, you can borrow the ground to avoid the rain, if there is a faux pas, I hope the master will not be surprised! ”

"Amitabha, the donor is polite!" Monk Baiyun Ling Ran did not move, his eyes were half-open and half-closed, and he said flatly: "This is a borderless land, all people are in a hurry, take this square inch of land to shelter from the rain and warm up, the poor monk is just one step ahead, how to offend." It's just that the grass hut is built of wood and grass, there are no stone bricks under it, no tiles on it, and the size is only a square circle, so I am afraid that it will not be able to squeeze so many people from the donor. ”、

Wang Zheng smiled, ignored the old monk's polite words with thorns, bowed his hand slightly and thanked him, and stopped talking. Behind him, only Yumo commanded the maids to sweep the ground, took the embroidered coffee table, and prepared a place for Wang Zheng to sit.

The old monk closed his eyes again, Yan Chixia waited for a long time to see that the other party didn't pay attention to him at all, and knew that her nerves were a little sensitive, so she laughed at herself in her heart, inserted back the big sword, looked at Wang Zheng and the two guards in full armor standing behind him, shook her head and scooped a stone from the ground casually, ran to the other side of the old monk and sat down.

Regarding the tone of the old monk's speech, Wang Zheng was not surprised. Judging from the words and deeds of the old monk Baiyun in the original trajectory, we know that although this old monk is a monk, he also has a ruthless atmosphere. He can watch a bunch of people being killed in front of him, and he can use the same move to kill the demons and eliminate demons, so he knows that this thing is also a Jianghu man in his bones.

In this era of war and chaos, two monks, an old man and a young monk, can alone protect such a big piece of golden Buddha through half of China to Wutai Mountain, you know how much ability this old monk has. In ancient times, it was not now, when I wanted to go out, but I walked purely by foot. In addition, there are strong people on the road, not to mention more than a thousand miles, even if it is dozens of miles, it is possible to walk dead.

Accustomed to seeing all kinds of endgames in the world and seeing vendettas in the rivers and lakes, as a monk, he suddenly saw the neatness of the army, and at first glance, he looked like the soldiers of the army, so he naturally felt a little resentful. Even if he knew that Wang Zheng's men might not be officers and soldiers, he would be a little angry. It's great to be able to hold back your resentment and say something like that.

Wang Zheng was not ready to argue, the old monk had a lot of things that could be dug up on his mana. Let him misunderstand now, and later resolve the misunderstanding, it will be easier to gain the favor of the other party. (To be continued......)