This monk is very powerful, and the robe he transported must have been worn by a certain monk all year round.

Under the influence of Buddha power, it has become a good treasure.

The golden and red clouds of smoke that the robe turned into exude a grand masculine force, which is bound to suppress all enemies.

In mid-air, more and more small locusts were consumed into powder.

And the big locusts gradually resisted the difficulties and fell into the disadvantage.

"This bald donkey, if I were in the dock fort, I would have beaten him into a piece of by now!" The more the locust hit, the more aggrieved he became, and since he came to Changning County, his waist has not been straightened.

He was first beaten by a loach, and now he is beaten by a monk.

"Give it to me!"

The monk stood aside, and suddenly shouted loudly, and the big locust's heart suddenly shook, his body trembled, and his mind went blank.

The clouds of smoke in the sky rolled up like a big net, enveloping the locusts in it.

As soon as the monk stretched out his hand to take it, there was a bulging robe in his hand, and the big locust shouted inside, but he couldn't say a word.

This robe forbidden, and the big locust was not only unable to speak at the moment, but even its divine power was sealed.

"It's a pity that my golden bowl was snatched away by that loach, otherwise it's so troublesome to catch an eight-rank god! Go back and let Chenghuang exchange the golden bowl for this locust...... However, I haven't heard of locusts sealing gods before. ”

The great monk carried the robe behind him like a burden, and thought to himself.

In fact, he had long known that the chayote was stolen by the shrew and the little loach, but the two of them ran fast, and he had no evidence and it was difficult for him to ask for the guilt.

Fortunately, I had a good harvest today, and I caught a god who stole food.

It's a pity that that operation didn't lead the little loach out.

The monk threw his robe at one of the grain carts and continued to hide in the shadows.

Maybe someone will come to save this big locust in a while, and he can catch another god, and he can find Chenghuang to exchange for more things.

It's a pity that the team transporting grain went all the way to the foot of Huangzhong Mountain, and did not wait for other gods, which made the monk a little disappointed.

……

"Big brother, ...... Come and see the excitement! ”

A small shrew "plopped" into the well water, smashing Qiu Ping's temple gate with a bang, and he could be heard screaming under the whole water.

"It's early in the morning, what are you shouting!" Qiu Ping slept soundly on his spirit mine, and his dream was directly cut off by this voice.

If the little mouse didn't give a reasonable explanation today, he was afraid that he would be tempted to beat his colleagues.

"I'll tell you, I'm laughing to death, and the bearded monk of the Luohan Temple doesn't know which tendon is wrong, so he grabbed a locust god from outside and came back. Now the locust god Lao Tzu has come to ask for someone! The shrew's mouth crackled for a long time.

To sum it up in one sentence: the fight is on! The Luohan Monastery is fighting!

Qiu Ping's brain hadn't woken up yet, but when he heard this, he immediately stopped sleepy.

"Hurry up, it's too late!" The little shrew pouted its ass and wagged its little tail.

Qiu Ping hesitated, then grabbed it, and the shrew pounced forward.

The surrounding scenery is blurred, the space changes, and after a few jumps, the Luohan Monastery is already in front of you.

Different from the peace of the past, today's Luohan Monastery is like a great enemy, vigilantly looking at the dark clouds in the sky.

Behind the clouds, there was a middle-aged man wearing a turquoise official uniform, but his cheeks were unusually thin.

I looked a little sick.

Qiu Ping looked at the other party's clothes, the shape was slightly different from that of the gods of Changning County, the robe was wider, and the patterns on it were simpler.

It seems that this person is the god of the [Feng Chan Mountain] lineage.

Under the suppression of King Mingling, most of them only lived in the dock forts of the major families, and rarely participated in the political affairs of the counties.

"It's too much! That locust plundered the grain of my Luohan Temple, is it not natural for me to detain him? You plague god, not only do you not know how to restrain your subordinates, but you also call the door, could it be that you regard the law of the Divine Tao as nothing? The bearded monk was angry and shouted loudly.

The middle-aged man in the sky was silent for a moment, then plucked his ears with his fingers.

"What does it matter to me that he eats your food? What I'm asking is why are you arresting my son? The middle-aged man's voice seemed weak, but the words he said could make people angry.

The big monk's face turned red, and the other monks in the temple also glared angrily at the middle-aged man.

This is pure and unreasonable.

"Let the people go, you give another compensation, and this matter will be over. I don't want more from you, well, just the food that my son hasn't finished eating, and the robe. The middle-aged man continued.

"Impossible!"

The great monk slapped the stone pier beside him heavily, these gods were simply too deceitful.

"Whew."

The sleeves of the middle-aged man's robe were fanned, and the clouds in the sky flew down, instantly enveloping the entire Luohan Zen Temple.

The miasma is rampant, vicious and abnormal.

In the middle of it, everyone feels that the body is clammy and cold, and the pervasive evil qi penetrates into your body along the mouth, nose, and pores.

Many monks with low strength only felt dizzy, tinnitus, nasal congestion, and abdominal pain, and seemed to be infected with a variety of epidemics in an instant.

The most terrifying thing is that this power is firmly entangled with the physical body, and it specializes in harming people's essence and qi.

Even if it is cured, it will be greatly damaged.

The great monk stretched out his hand and pressed it, and countless golden Sanskrit words rose in the void. The light of the Buddha shines, and the brilliant and domineering breath isolates a large number of miasma.

But at this time, a large amount of evil qi had already entered the monk's body.

These Dharma and a rush not only failed to dispel the miasma, but instead caused the monks to have a high fever all over their bodies, and their condition became even more serious.

"Hey, my epidemic is divided into heat, heat, dampness, and dryness, if you don't know how to solve it, and only know how to use brute force to get rid of it, it will only make the disease worse. You should have more strength, see if these little monks die fast enough! ”

The middle-aged man in mid-air smiled calmly, but including Qiu Ping, they all felt a chill.

The power of this plague god is too terrifying, and the locust plague seems to be less serious in comparison.

"It's so arrogant, so majestic!"

Qiu Ping looked at the plague god in the sky who had suppressed the entire Arhat Zen Monastery with his own strength, and he was a little shocked in his heart.

But is there really no one to control them?

The Shinto King Law, can't control the head of the family?

As everyone knows, if it were according to the king's law, the Xie family should not exist.

But people are such a big force in Qingzhou, and the imperial court can't solve it, which in itself is very revealing.

If it weren't for the King of Mingling who single-handedly suppressed the family gods of [Fengzen Mountain], this world would definitely not be what it is now.

(End of chapter)