The night was long;

When Ning Caichen told Yan Chixia about the recent encounter, outside a small town that was not much away from here, a burly figure with a hat and two cold light swords on his back was slowly walking towards the town gate in front of him.

Just as he was about to approach the town gate, he suddenly stopped.

Then he reached into his arms and took out a handful of black paper ashes that had been burned to ashes.

After seeing this paper ash, his brows suddenly furrowed, and he thought for a long time before remembering the source of this paper ash, and then sneered: "Yan beard, Lao Tzu knows that you will use this communication talisman one day, since the emergence of a zombie king, the Jinhua realm has become the most dangerous place in the world!"

As soon as the words fell, he threw away the paper ashes in his hand, touched the slag on his chin, and underestimated: "It seems that Lao Tzu's affairs will be delayed for a while, after all, that Yan beard can also be regarded as Lao Tzu's fellow disciple!"

After saying this, he pinched the seal in his hand and stomped on the ground, and immediately burst out: "Prajnaparamita, God travels a thousand miles!"

The moment the voice fell, the ground beneath his feet cracked with a 'boom', and a large black hole cracked.

The next moment the big hole appeared, the figure of the man fell down with a 'whew'.

At the same time, in another place, an old monk with a long beard and a hanging chest was attacking the two black-haired flying zombies in front of him with white jade-like prayer beads in the sky above a mountain forest.

Seeing that the two flying zombies in front of him had flown out of the woods and came to the sky above the village, the monk immediately threw the rosary forward, and at the same time pinched the seal and shouted, "Hum-ah-huh!"

When the word "hum" sounded, the string of one hundred and eight prayer beads immediately burst out of white light, and at the same time, the speed increased, and in an instant, it flew to the sky above the two flying bodies.

The two bodies raised their heads in unison, and then roared angrily and sped up their flight.

But at this moment, the word 'ah' burst out of the monk's shout suddenly sounded.

As soon as the word 'ah' fell, the string of Buddhist beads immediately dispersed at a speed visible to the naked eye, encircling the two flying zombies in an encirclement manner, forcing them to stop flying and hang in place.

"Roar!!

When one of the women saw this, she was furious and hit the Buddha bead in front of her with both hands. The other male Fei Zombie faced the old monk who had already flown in, opening his mouth and spitting out six human heads the size of eyeballs.

The six heads swelled to normal size the moment they left his mouth, and then they laughed, cried, sad, angry, or bleeding from the seven orifices, or whimpered with rolling eyes, and scattered and rushed to the Buddha beads that were emitting white light all around!

At the moment when these six rushed to the Buddha beads, the old monk burst out with the word '吽' also sounded!

Immediately, I saw that above the one hundred and eight white Buddha beads suspended in the air, a ten-zhang high golden Buddha statue suddenly appeared that was lifting his hand and pressing down.

With the pressure of that golden giant hand, the two flying stiffs that were scattered by one hundred and eight Buddha beads and trapped in the center were suddenly restrained by the white light on the Buddha beads, and the six heads that had rushed to the Buddha beads exploded with a 'bang' before and after!

The black, foul-smelling blood produced by the explosion of the skull remained in the form of the explosion and stagnated the void at the moment of its appearance, as if time had stood still!

The two flying zombies, bound by the white light, struggled together after seeing what was happening in front of them.

But before they could struggle a few times, the huge golden palm landed on them!

In an instant, I heard a 'boom' sound from the two flying bodies, and then I saw that golden flames were burning all over their bodies!

In the flames of 'whirring', their hideous faces showed resentment and unwillingness, but they could only watch themselves turn into ashes!

After the fly ash was dispersed by a sudden autumn wind, the old monk fell to the ground with a tired face.

"Bang-"

The next moment his body fell to the ground, the golden Buddha turned into countless golden points of light and dispersed, and then the one hundred and eight Buddha beads also dissipated with white light, gathered together and fell on the monk's chest.

"Ho-ho-ho-"

It was only then that the old monk gasped and put his hand into his arms and took out a handful of black paper ashes.

After seeing the paper ashes, the old monk's face showed a surprised expression, and then he muttered with a weak meaning: "What happened in the land of Jinhua?

As soon as the words fell, he scattered the paper ashes casually beside him and rested quietly for a few minutes.

After his body regained some strength, the monk slowly stood up, and then raised his hand to touch the iron ring hanging on his right ear, took out a golden tin staff, and then recited a mantra to make the tin staff slowly hang in the air.

He leaped to his feet, sat cross-legged in the middle of the tin staff, and pinched the seal with his hand, sending the tin staff high into the air like a bolt of lightning.

At the same time, a dirty Taoist also rushed towards the Jinhua realm with the technique of shrinking the ground into inches.

The distance between them and the Jinhua boundary is not the same, some are close and some are far.

Therefore, the time of coming to Jinhua is not the same.

The first person to come to the realm of Jinhua was the old monk who sat on a tin staff.

When he came to the Jinhua Boundary Monument, he jumped down from the tin staff, and then bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood on the ground.

In the restaurant in Guobei County, Yan Chixia, who was already sleeping, seemed to sense something at this time, sat up with a 'Teng' sound, and then opened her eyes and looked around.

saw that the room was still bright, and Ning Caichen, who was dressed in a thin shirt, was sleeping sweetly on the table.

After Yan Chixia saw Ning Caichen, she frowned slightly, and then slowly came to Ning Caichen's back, bent her fingers at his head and flicked into the air, and at the same time snorted softly.

"Prajnaparami!"

As the voice sounded, Ning Caichen's body suddenly softened and passed out.

"Scholar, get a good night's sleep!"

While Yan Chixia was talking, she picked up Ning Caichen horizontally and slowly put him on the bed, and then carefully covered him with a quilt.

When he had done all this, he raised his hand and touched his right ear, took out a bow and an arrow, then opened the window, and shot the arrow into the night sky with a shout of 'Prajnaparami'.

Not long after the arrow was fired, he saw a figure like a streamer flying towards him quickly in the distance.

Before the figure approached, he greeted Yan Chixia with a smile.

"Amitabha, don't come to harm, Yan Jushi!"

When these words reached Yan Chixia's ears, he saw that this figure was already hovering in front of him with a tin staff.

Yan Chixia smiled and said, "Master, we haven't seen each other for seven or eight years!"

The old monk smiled and said, "The old monk didn't expect that after saying goodbye that day, the next time we met would be tonight seven or eight years later!"