The arms and thighs of these ascetics were broken in a strange shape, and there was even one of them, Lin Feng saw that an arrow had passed through his neck.

From his point of view, it should have punctured the venous larynx.

Even so, he is alive.

In the eyes, it is as calm as water.

This is their method of practice, they are torturing themselves – by torturing themselves, they achieve inner peace.

With a body of great pain, he has reached the realm of the soul that is enough to be sublimated.

In the Song Dynasty and before, there were some monks who preached in this way, breaking their arms in front of everyone without changing their faces, piercing their cheeks, and even raising their arms, for decades, motionless, causing their bodies to be deformed, in order to tell others their devotion to the Buddha.

Stories of beheading and being reborn with severed limbs often appear among them.

The scholars of the Song Dynasty disliked them very much.

At this moment, Lin Feng saw the ascetics on the small island in the South Seas, they were on this island, only wrapped cloth around their bodies, I don't know what they smeared on their bodies, they looked extraordinarily bright.

It's like it's reflective.

In these people, there seems to be an extremely uncomfortable power, and the specific manifestation of such an uncomfortable power is those hunting dogs that are about to get out of control.

There is also the demon rope in the heart of Lin Feng's eyebrows.

The Demon Binding Rope is almost going to break through the eyebrows and give these ascetics a hard blow!

Lin Feng stretched out his hand, casually touched his hand to the center of his eyebrows, and stroked it peacefully, telling the demon rope in the center of his eyebrows not to appear when it shouldn't have appeared.

It's just that Lin Feng was able to restrain his eyebrows and bind the demon rope.

Hounds are not so easy to dispose of.

In desperation, the thugs who followed behind the stinky old man had no choice but to keep blowing the bone whistle in a vain attempt to forcibly suppress these hounds.

The hounds had to lie down temporarily.

Unfortunately, these bone whistles are also harmful to hounds.

These hounds are visibly irritable to the depths of their irritability!

They are no ordinary hunting dogs.

They are excellent predators, and they don't seem to have much loyalty to their owners - especially their owners, who don't seem to be able to tell very well when they show their true colors, which is what their owners have changed.

So to speak.

Lin Feng remained silent.

I've already figured out how to find fun.

The ascetic glanced at the hounds with great fear.

Only when they look at the hounds, there is a trace of fluctuation in their calm and unwavering eyes.

Like a living person.

The stinky old man stepped forward to communicate, their voices were very small, but it was a pity that Lin Feng could hear what they said even if he was a little farther away, Lin Feng was going to the cemetery to have a look, the stinky old man consulted with these ascetics in a consultative tone, and between the words, he frequently mentioned a person, "grandfather".

He came to negotiate with these ascetics as Lin Feng's fifth uncle.

Lin Feng lowered his head, 'Are these cemeteries the property of the Fifth Uncle or the property of these ascetics?' If it is the fifth uncle's industry, then he comes to his own industry, and he is so groveling, it is incomprehensible.

If it wasn't his inheritance, it was the inheritance of these ascetics, what agreement did they make? ’

These ascetics appeared in the cemetery, and Lin Feng expressed his understanding.

A burial with more than four corpses is called a corpse forest/corpse forest/burial place.

The earliest foreign paths and yogas lived in the corpse forest to see through the impermanence of life and death and comprehend their own paths, and later some of the outer paths were subjugated by the Buddha.

In this way, it has also been absorbed into the Buddhist sect, and in the corpse forest, there is also a protector like the corpse forest master.

It appears as a skeleton, implying that between heaven and earth, life and death are impermanent.

Lin Feng knew all these things, but they shouldn't have appeared here.

They are clearly not the same path as Theravada Buddhism.

At the same time, Lin Feng also saw that when the stinky old man was communicating in the past, he pinned the "mad dogs" the size of calves on his subordinates, and those hunting dogs kept twitching their noses, even if they were suppressed on the ground, judging from the momentum they exuded, they were about to be unable to bear it.

The impact of the immortal scum last night was even greater than he imagined.

Moreover, these hounds, they don't treat these ascetics like they treat normal cultivators.

Lin Feng lowered his head, did not fly his hair out, and took advantage of the fact that these hunting dogs the size of calves, when the real owners had not returned, the [net] quietly pierced the bodies of these hunting dogs.

Suddenly, Lin Feng felt that the qi and blood on these hounds seemed to be erupting from a volcano, breaking through a shackle.

Even if it is a Bengal tiger, I am afraid it will not be stronger than these hunting dogs.

What's more.

That kind of ferocity.

The ferocity hidden beneath the blood and qi.

The ferocity of these hounds was unimpeded after Lin Feng's [net] penetrated it.

Lin Feng could feel that the blood qi in their bodies was wrapped in yin qi, and in these qi, blood and yin qi, what was wrapped was the soul of a person.

These hounds, feed on people.

After Lin Feng noticed all this, he didn't even feel unusual, after rooting in, these hounds instantly lost control.

In order to breed the wild nature of the hounds, they are wrapped in anger and blood.

Suppress the wild with a bone whistle.

But if you want to be wild, you have to bear the possibility of them becoming beasts.

Just like now, Lin Feng's twenty [nets] completely disrupted the movements of these people, and the rest of Lin Feng's silk threads took root in these people's bodies, and those people immediately stopped the whistle in their mouths!

The hound is out of control!

When the stinky old man reacted, he was stunned to see that the usually tame "little babies", even if it was a bone whistle, could not suppress their ferocity.

They pounced and bit off the throats of his thugs, and as they tore, cold blood splattered and turned black and fell to the ground.

These hunting dogs, proficient in hunting, they know how to bite people to death - throat, lower vulva, chest and abdomen, only dogs that have been domesticated at home for a long time, will start to eat people from the skin, because they did not intend to eat people at all, they just want to wake up their owners by licking, but as time goes by, they will begin to devour their masters' faces, and after seeing blood, they can no longer stop their own movements.

Unlike wild dogs, they know where to be softest.

The stinky old man shot at the sky, trying to stop their movements.

As a dog breeder.

He knew how terrifying these hounds were when they got out of control, and he didn't understand why these hounds went berserk!

The ascetics beside him saw that the hound was out of control, and turned away without saying a word.

Do not stop at all.

Lin Feng stood motionless, under the bite of those hounds, the thugs let out a scream, after they died, there seemed to be something in their bodies that was going to be revived, but unfortunately, these hounds were trained to deal with the situation in front of them.

No matter what they have in them, they can't stand up again!

The stinky boss was bold, puffed out his cheeks vigorously, and blew the bone whistle, wanting to suppress these hounds, but under Lin Feng's trouble, these hounds had already gone crazy!

This time it's really crazy.

After biting the thugs to death, a group of smaller hounds rushed towards the ascetics.

Lin Feng saw these ascetics take out their weapons.

One of the ascetics, pounced on by the hound, bit off his scalp.

Its scalp is like it's sewn onto its body.

As soon as he was bitten by a hound, his scalp fell off, revealing the body of a skeleton that had been sewn up inside.

He was like a real skeleton.

The rest of the ascetics were no better.

Only the hounds, the size of calves, ignored the ascetics and ran toward the S-shaped muddy river, where something seemed to attract them.

But on the other side of the Turbid River, there is a primeval forest!

It's a forbidden area for humans!

Seeing this scene, the stinky old man's face changed greatly, he didn't care about the little hounds, he knew that the ascetic could deal with these hounds, but if these hounds ran into the forest, he would not dare to throw them away!

"Young master, stand here and don't move, I'll chase those hounds!"

But before he could shout, Lin Feng had already pounced, grabbed the dog chain of one of the calf hounds, and then, he was "dragged away".

When the stinky old man saw this, he felt that his heart and lungs had stopped.

The whole person is numb!

Losing these hunting dogs the size of calves, he couldn't eat and walk around, and if he lost his young master, he didn't dare to imagine what kind of torture he would suffer.

The hound ran fast.

He chased frantically behind.

These hounds actually crossed the Muddy River!

When Lin Feng was in the past, he sensed countless pairs of cold hands trying to grab him and drag him to the deepest part of the Turbid River.

Then, Lin Feng thanked himself and tempered his physique.

Because these hounds ran headlong into the primeval forest, and in the primeval forest, there was no road at all.

Those branches, the shrubs, are like sharp knives!

With the body of the hound, the body was scraped with blood everywhere by these branches and unknown bushes, and blood splattered.

But Lin Feng was still intact - only his clothes, a little ragged.

Then there was a strong drag, during which Lin Feng didn't know how many trees he had hit, but fortunately, he was in good health, and it was okay to hit the trees, but the hound ran really too fast, throwing off the people behind him, he heard the people chasing after him, the sound was getting farther and farther away, and the barking of the hound in front was getting closer and closer.

At the end, it stopped.

The hounds began to circle in circles.

Lin Feng got up from the ground with a disgraced face and saw the scene in front of him.

A piece of shady soil.

A place where grass does not grow.

There are trees all around, but here it is all fallen leaves.

Just by looking at it, Lin Feng felt that the hair on his back was upside down, which was very ominous.

As soon as he turned his gaze here, he saw that there was another monument here.

Slightly mutilated.

Lin Feng squatted down and looked at the inscription.

A familiar name was seen on the inscription.

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