In Guobei County, on the streets full of the stench of rotten meat, people shout and scream full of murderous anger, and from time to time people quarrel over trivial things, and cut each other with knives!

At this moment, there was a faint sound of chanting in the distance, and then a team of more than 100 monks and nuns entered Guobei County, they were wearing blue and white robes and big round hats, and their faces could not be distinguished from men and women for a while.

In the middle of the procession there was a large palanquin, in which sat Pudu Cihang, who was full of compassion, folded his hands, looked at the people on the street through the tulle, shook his head lightly and said: "The ukiyo-eon is a great calamity, the world has no wisdom, only believes in what the eyes can see, blindly worships idols, and it is in this way that I can appear in front of them openly......"

On the side of Pudu Cihang, Chen Qiqi, who was wearing a gray-black robe, sat cross-legged, looked indifferently at the people outside and replied: "The more ignorant the world, the more necessary it is to save!" If they are all clear-headed, know right and wrong, know good and evil, how can I fight for hegemony...... No, what about restoring order in the underworld? ”

Since Pudu Cihang met Chen on the road, he has been secretly trying to figure out the details.

It's a pity that the other party seems to have used some method to cover the heavens, no matter how you calculate it, it is in vain. Pudu Cihang did not make a move to test his ways, and the cooperation in the conspiracy against the underworld was one reason, and the dangerous aura that vaguely permeated Chen Chuchu's body was also a reason.

Pudu Cihang laughed: "Chen Daoyou's words are always so interesting and thought-provoking. ”

His face suddenly became serious, and he stared at Chen Qiqi and said, "The poor monks don't talk to you, tell you the truth, if you fight head-on...... The poor monk is by no means the opponent of the old demon of Montenegro!

You can come to the poor monk to cooperate, and you know that the poor monk himself is not a layman! The poor monk is a thousand-year-old centipede, which may be unattainable in the eyes of ordinary warlocks and little ghosts, but in the eyes of the old demon of Montenegro, it is still a big difference. The reason is very simple, the reason why the old demon of Montenegro is called the old demon is because it is awakened by a big black mountain and has ten thousand years of Taoism, and the flowers, trees, flying insects and beasts on the mountain are its minions......

The poor monk remembered that not long ago, there was a thousand-year-old tree spirit who enslaved a large number of female ghosts to look for blood food, and this tree spirit was also a thousand-year-old locust tree on the mountain of the old demon body of Montenegro. ”

Chen Chu frowned: "The abbot suddenly said this, do you have to retreat?" ”

Of course, he knew that the old demon of Montenegro was not simple, and he surprised him with a body bomb at the first time they met, but it just blew up a gap on the hillside. If it weren't for the fact that the difficulty of this commissioned mission was really high, he wouldn't have come to pull the centipede spirit as a temporary plastic teammate......

The old demon of Montenegro is strong, hard, and cautious.

It also has a lot of shortcomings, the ontological black mountain belongs to yin, and it can't see the qi of the yang to the strong, such as the sun and the Diamond Sutra, and the Xuanyuan Divine Sword can also cause a lot of damage, and the most important thing is that the mountain body is fine, and it can't move at will! Therefore, after the old demon of Montenegro became a spirit, the black clouds on Montenegro covered the sunlight all the year round, and the fairy god disappeared, and it immediately moved into the city of vain death.

The humanoid incarnation in the first part can't move, and the incarnation of the hill in the third part can't move, but it's not very convenient, otherwise it wouldn't summon a large number of stone tablets from the underworld to surround the protagonist group......

Chen Chuchu has reason to believe that after the old demon of Montenegro experienced the third plot killing, he still did not die, because its body was still in the city of vain death.

Pudu Cihang laughed and said: "Chen Daoyou said that he wanted to cooperate to eradicate the old demon of Montenegro, but he didn't say some useful information? ”

Chen Chuchu also laughed and told the old demon of Montenegro about the magic of Buddhism and the things of the most yang and strong energy, the corners of his mouth rose, and he didn't know where to take out a folding fan and open it to block half of the door: "The Tao has a lot of years, it doesn't mean that it is strong!" The Dharma has been walking the world for many years...... It shouldn't be difficult to find that those hundred-year-old monsters or even thousand-year-old monsters were destroyed by those warlocks who had been practicing for fifty or sixty years or even only twenty or thirty years with magic weapons. ”

Hearing this, Pudu Cihang's head ached faintly, this pain was too clear!

I've never seen it, just his children have been wiped out a lot, and human beings are just relying on their innate Dao bodies! Pudu Cihang's face was not peaceful, and there was even a hint of hideousness: "Chen Daoyou is satirizing the poor monks? ”

Chen Chuchu hurriedly shook the folding fan and said: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, Fazhang misunderstood the poor Dao, the poor Dao wants to say, everything in this world is mutually reinforcing, and there is one thing descending to another!" The body of the abbot is a centipede, what is a centipede, it lives in the dark and damp mountains and rocks all the year round, and it must have the natal power for the mountains and rocks!

The old demon of Montenegro is a great threat to everyone, but it is not necessarily ...... to the Fazhang."

Pudu Cihang secretly said in his heart, it is true, he can freely shuttle between the mountains when he has been walking for hundreds of years, unimpeded, and now the thousand-year-old road is in his body, even if he suddenly comes to the two mountains to squeeze him in the middle, it is still fine, he is born with the soil, and he is like a fish in water in the soil......

He slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity: "But it is not enough to rely on me, a thousand years to ten thousand years of Taoism, not a mutual restraint can make up for it, you must know that if the fire is big enough, it can also steam the water dry......"

Chen Chu showed an expression of "embarrassed", and then said: "Fazhang has practiced for thousands of years, in addition to these descendants, I should also know a lot of friends in the soil, such as pangolins and gophers, they are also born to dig well......

Pudu Cihang opened his mouth, wanting to say something but didn't know what to say, he was silent for a moment, and spit out a "good" word.

I don't know why, this evil cultivator who calls himself Chen San seems to have helped him arrange the rest of the matter, and there is always a feeling of coming over to the white wolf with empty gloves, so far, he has promised this evil cultivator to crusade against the old demon of Montenegro together, and even just promised to be responsible for pulling other helpers.

This evil cultivator is very smart, but no matter how smart he is, he can't make up for the gap between strength and hole cards.

Pudu Cihang has the painting scroll of the Buddha that has been refined, and when the crusade is over, devour the Heavenly Enemy of the Ministry of Rites, and then swallow the emperor, the lord of the evil cultivation of the underworld will be done......

On the official road twenty miles outside Guobei County, there was a young man with a bun tied to his head and wearing a plate armor similar to Yan Chixia sitting on a fast horse and galloping!

The tip of his nose suddenly sucked hard a few times, a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes, he turned over and dismounted, the whole person lay on the ground, sniffed it for a while and sneered: "What a strong smell of blood, not long ago, someone must have died here, and there is still a remnant of demonic energy, heh, it was cleaned very cleanly, but when I met my nose that specializes in smelling the smell of demons and monsters, I can't hide anything!" ”

His smug expression gradually became complicated: "One, two, three, four...... One hundred and six...... Wow, there's a big monster, which is too much to look up to! ”

(End of chapter)