Chapter 816: The Overly Frightened Bald Monk (Asking for Subscriptions, Rewards)

can support the request, Li Daoren cast the secret method of immortal magic, and it has been sent.

But until I waited for another half a month, I still didn't receive any news from the Flying Immortal Continent, and no one from the Flying Immortal Hall came to help.

And the cultivators of the Huaxia cultivation world, Li Daoren and Yu Fang couldn't control it anymore, they all filmed, they were all killed, they didn't care at all, they turned around and fled.

Li Daoren and Yu Fang also had no back-up moves, if they were to work hard, or even sacrifice the lives of the two of them for the Huaxia cultivation world, it would be absolutely impossible.

Li Daoren and Yu Fang forcibly used the secret method to open the ascension channel, and left Huaxia with the black iron order.

The cultivators of the Huaxia cultivation world no longer had the intention of fighting, and each retreated to the sect in order to achieve the stability of the sect.

As everyone knows, under the nest, there are eggs!

The order of the Western Temple was issued: The Western Blood Ancestor, the Western Holy See, and the Western Wizard Clan, with their people, have rushed into the Huaxia cultivation world.

Fortunately, these people are following an ancient agreement: not to harm mortals.

Huaxia mortals didn't lose much, although there were occasional deaths, but it wasn't too much.

The Huaxia cultivation world ushered in the darkest moment in 10,000 years.

Each fights for itself, and everyone is at their own risk!

And An Lao, who is in charge of the events of these special group departments, has become more old because of this, so he just breathed a sigh of relief and muttered all day long: "The Great Dark Age is coming, Gu Bei, you stinky boy is so miserable~~"

An Lao once listened to Gu Bei's advice, no matter how noisy the cultivation world was, the Anping Organization should not bother with it for the time being, just take a small notebook and write down their crimes one by one.

But now, the forces of the Western Temple have all entered the Huaxia cultivation realm, and they are already heinous, but Gu Bei has not yet appeared.

......

Three and a half months have passed in the void space.

Gu Bei, who was meditating cross-legged, didn't know the situation outside, and he didn't even count how much time had passed.

And on the opposite side of Gu Bei, a bald-headed monk just stood with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes lowered, neither dead nor alive, nor spoken.

And every time, when Gu Bei's retreat was over, during the rest time, he would chat with this bald monk for a while.

It's just that most of the time, it is Gu Bei who is saying, and the most words that come out of the bald monk's mouth are "The little monk doesn't know, the little monk doesn't know".

Fortunately, Gu Bei was also accustomed to the posture of this bald monk, and when he was not angry, he raised his hand at most and slapped him on the bright head, scolding twice.

It's also a relief.

Exploring the way of cause and effect, Gu Bei is not in a hurry, every day when the interest comes, he will retreat for a while, sometimes, the time will be longer, and he will not open his mouth to say a word for more than ten days.

But whenever Gu Bei closed his eyes and meditated and began to meditate, the bald monk would open his eyes in fear, and when he glanced at Gu Bei, he would shake his smooth brain door and continue to close his mouth and pretend to be dead.

Until this day of three and a half months, the bald monk's eyes with low eyebrows suddenly opened, and his eyes were full of wisdom, and he was immediately full of horror and jealousy: "He...... It's really ......"

I saw Gu Bei's body sitting in a suspended position, and there was originally nothing around the space, but at this moment, a line appeared.

The lines are red in color and emit a faint red light.

Gu Bei slowly opened his eyes, and a transparent palm like jade poked out, and one finger picked up the silk thread that emitted a faint red light and placed it in front of him.

The red thread slid around Gu Bei's fingers, and the corners of Gu Bei's mouth suddenly opened up with a touch of interest: "Little bald donkey, is this what your Buddhism calls the marriage line?"

The bald monk, who was motionless, suddenly widened his eyes, staring at the red thread on Gu Bei's finger, frightened, and said hoarsely: "How did you find it?!!"

The bald monk's expression was definitely the expression of seeing a ghost in broad daylight, and he could see that Gu Bei was able to control the marriage line?

This......

Even some bigwigs in Buddhism are difficult to see the lines of cause and effect turning into substance, and it is presented in front of them.

But Gu Bei was not only able to see, but also ...... And you can control it?!

It's definitely not true, it's definitely fantasy!

"Little bald donkey, you don't think this is an illusion made by the deity, right?" Gu Bei raised his eyes and casually glanced at the Buddhist attendant, with a slight smug expression on his face.

More than three months, finally not in vain.

"You can't see the line of cause and effect!" exclaimed the bald monk, still disbelieving what he had seen.

"Is it impossible? Then look again, what is this?"

Grinning, another thin thread had already appeared around Gu Bei's body.

However, the color of this thin line is dark blue, and it is almost impossible to see in this dark night environment.

But the bald monk could clearly sense the existence of that dark blue line, so he was even more horrified.

"Don't be surprised, if the deity guesses correctly, this one should be...... Killing cause and effect!, right?"

Gu Bei casually pinched the dark blue silk thread between his fingers and asked with interest.

On the dark blue silk thread, there was obviously a disturbing killing aura, but this killing aura, as far as Gu Bei was concerned, could not harm him at all.

Then, Gu Bei's five fingers moved, and three more silk threads appeared, which were yellow, green, and black silk threads.

"Yellow represents family causality, green represents friendship causality, and black ...... It's the line of cause and effect of entering the demon, is what the deity said right?!"

Gu Bei looked at the bald monk again.

"You, you, you can even find the black causal line?!!"

The bald monk exerted his strength to feed, reluctantly raised his arm, pointed to the black silk thread around Gu Bei's body, and exclaimed in shock, his words stammered.

"Disaster, disaster! The catastrophe of all living beings is coming!!"

The bald monk only had time to say such a specious sentence as if in horror, and the whole person's eyes were already frightened, and he fainted.

Gu Bei only heard the sound of "plop", and then saw the bald monk discussing on the ground, his eyes rolled his eyes, his body pulled out and fainted, and he couldn't help but laugh and curse angrily: "You little bald donkey...... As for it?!Isn't it just that I've found a bit of a causal line, and it scares you!"

"Thou hast explored the existence of taboos, and I have warned you many times that if you don't listen, you will only die!!"

Before Gu Bei's words were finished, he heard a sudden Buddha voice in the sky, but the Buddha voice was mixed with endless anger.

Then, this void space, which was originally lightless and empty, was now full of light, illuminating this void space with great dazzling light.

"Big, sir......"

It was a bald monk who had fainted, but he suddenly woke up, knelt on his knees, his head prostrate on the ground, and sang respectfully and tremblingly.

(End of chapter)