The mouth of the valley of the temple.

The bull's head is as steady as a rock, and he has not moved.

Next to Baishi, Zhu Ya kept writing and drawing, holding stones in a row for a while, and taking out bone picks for a while.

After counting for most of the day, Zhu Ya's forehead was sweating.

"What to do? How so? ”

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Zhu Ya's whole face was extremely pale, as if he had collapsed.

The bull-headed Ah Pong also seemed to feel Zhu Ya's strangeness, and slowly opened his eyes, "What, what did you calculate?" ”

Zhu Ya looked a little flustered, raised his head and covered up: "No...... It's nothing! ”

"Hehe, apprentice, although you are my apprentice, you are also his friend, right?"

Zhu Ya was stunned: "Master, why did you say this?" ”

The bull-headed Ah Pong was unmoved, as if he had already understood everything by heart: "Cultivation has reached the point where I have lived for thousands of years, if I can't even understand this little thing, then how can I dominate the Yin and take back everything that belongs to me?" ”

"Master......"

Zhu Ya lowered his head, and the feeling of being seen through was really unpleasant.

The bull-headed Ah Pong sneered: "Actually, if you don't say it, I also know that your hexagram shows that this time it is a catastrophe for him!" ”

"This ......"

was pierced by a word, Zhu Ya couldn't help but hit a spirit.

That's right, no matter how Ren Zhuya calculates, the results shown in the hexagram this time are all big murderers.

For Liu Lang, it is definitely a big omen.

Although there may be a slight turning point in the hexagram, that turning point is almost negligible.

In other words, if Liu Lang really came to Praruo Temple, it is very likely that he will be buried here.

"What should I do?"

Zhu Ya secretly sent a letter to Liu Lang before, saying that he was going to meet in the Panruo Temple, just because he felt that there was a great opportunity for him here in the Praruo Temple.

But now that I think about it, this theory of chance is gone, but it is a great omen.

"Master......"

Zhu Ya raised his head and said with a pleading look: "What do you really want from the Prajna Temple to give you?" ”

"Yan Futu Diagram." The bull-headed Ah Pong did not hide it.

For him, the strength is strong to a certain extent, and there is not much point in disguising it at all, and there is no need to hide his thoughts.

"Yan Futu rate map?"

Zhu Ya's heart trembled, and he asked tentatively, "Then do you want to deal with Liu Lang?" ”

"Hehe, you said that young man?"

The bull-headed Ah Pong showed a hint of an intriguing smile: "If he is willing to cooperate with me and swear allegiance to me, I will naturally not embarrass him." ”

Zhu Ya understood.

If Liu Lang is still hard and does not give in, he is very likely to be killed.

Regarding the strength of the bull head Apan, Zhu Ya has seen it with his own eyes.

And even the senior monks of the Prajna Temple did not dare to come out to see him, which is enough to prove that the power of the bull-headed Ah Pong is far from being as simple as killing the strong ghost king in seconds.

"This great omen really came from the bull-headed Ah Puna!"

Zhu Ya frowned, thinking in his heart, how could he avoid this catastrophe.

However, for Zhu Ya, it is obvious that there is no possibility of persuading the bull head to be pong.

The only possibility is to persuade Liu Lang not to suffer immediate losses.

With his mind already decided, Zhu Ya couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

However, how did Zhu Ya know that letting Liu Lang return to the bull head is different from death?

……

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Just when Zhu Ya's thoughts were in turmoil, a deep Buddha voice came from the valley mouth.

Dozens of monks ran out of Taniguchi, who had been quiet.

The monks were holding wooden sticks one by one, lined up on both sides, and waited for them.

The bull-headed Ah Pong raised his head, looked at Taniguchi, and finally grinned: "Haha, is it finally coming?" ”

After the bull head Ah Pang finished speaking, his body moved slightly, and he slowly floated down and stood in front of the white stone.

"Why, isn't that kid coming soon, you bald asses are going to give him a front stop?"

The bull-headed Ah Pong glanced at the monks in Taniguchi, and there was no fear at all.

In his eyes, these people are not worth mentioning.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Another Buddha sound.

The warrior monks on both sides of the line all saluted with one hand, and Puren and Puzhi came out side by side and bowed to the bull's head.

Puren said: "Ah Pang, a thousand years have passed, why are you still so obsessed?" ”

The bull-headed Ah Pong laughed wildly: "Oh, it turned out to be Puren!" Unexpectedly, when I was in Mount Meru, you were just an inconspicuous little novice, and now you will appear here. ”

Suddenly, the conversation changed: "When the old people meet, shouldn't they give a meeting gift?" ”

The bull-headed Ah Pong stretched out his hand, with a look of acceptance of all beings.

Puren couldn't help but change his face slightly when he looked at the bull-headed Ah Pong's gesture of reaching out.

This may seem like a very ordinary move, but it has a very zen feel.

This bull-headed Ah Pong actually wants to talk to himself about the Buddha?

When Puren was a small novice in Mount Meru before, he had heard the story of the bull-headed Ah Pong.

For Puren, this person is a legend, a legend of Mount Meru and the entire Netherworld for thousands of years.

The bull-headed Ah Pong not only has an extremely high Buddha nature, but also has a rare cultivation talent.

Legend has it that the bull-headed Ah Punda lived in Mount Meru since he was a child, and when he was only ten years old, he was able to debate Zen with the abbot of Mount Meru.

At that time, for everyone, the bull-headed Ah Pong was a prodigy, and the abbot of Mount Meru loved him even more, and even taught him his life's cultivation.

However, as time passed, the ambition of the bull-headed Ah Pong was slowly revealed.

Not only did he despise the gods and Buddhas, but he even coveted the entire Netherworld.

He had arrogantly said that the tiny Mount Meru could not contain him, and that his goal was not just the Netherworld.

At that time, Mount Meru was shocked, and even the abbot was angry.

But who would have thought that the bull-headed Ah Pong made trouble in Mount Meru and directly entered the Yin Mountain, but after a few years, he became one of the top ten famous Yin Marshals in the Yin and Netherworld.

However, this did not stop the ambitions of the bull-headed Ah Pong from continuing to swell.

He even single-handedly supported Han Yuanzong, and built Han Yuanzong into a Han Shuai who was under one person and above tens of thousands of people, and a strong man who led one side.

But he didn't expect that he knew people wrongly, and in the end he was defeated by Han Yuanzong and took the underworld.

And he had no choice but to flee in the wilderness and hide in the Kunlun realm for thousands of years.

……

Recalling the rumors about the bull head and the pong, Puren and Puzhi had no bottom in their hearts.

However, Abbot Pudu had already spoken.

Since Mount Meru values Liu Lang, the only remaining vein of the Liu family, they can only try to help Liu Lang.

And at the moment, the bull-headed Ah Pong is clearly the biggest obstacle.

The bull head Ah Pong not only wants to get the Yan Fu rate of the Praruo Temple, but also wants to get the Yan Fu Tu rate map on Liu Lang's body.

If he gets it, the corpse clan will probably become his greatest help, and then the Netherworld will definitely be a disaster again.

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