In the World Association, the male tyrant wearing a purple and gold nine-dragon robe, with a bearing that is not angry and arrogant, and an extremely serious face, has begun to fidget.

For a hero like him, the most intolerable thing is the appearance of unexpected characters that are not under his control.

And Zhang Bairen has the identity of an unknown disciple.

The myth of martial arts, the heavenly sword is nameless.

The prestige of this person was all killed from the sea of corpses and blood.

A sword master makes the hero jealous, and the martial arts myth that is equal to or even better than the one makes the hero unable to ignore and feel at ease.

"No! We must find out what is going on with this nameless disciple!" Xiongba thought in his heart.

"Wen Chou Ugly, order the rudder to be divided everywhere, remember the portrait of this person, if you encounter it accidentally, you must not offend!

In addition, you yourself instructed a trusted disciple to search for all traces of this person.

Finally, put all this information in my hands!" Xiongba commanded.

Outside the door, the chief manager of the World Association, who was ready to listen to orders, hurriedly replied, "My subordinates obey orders!"

At this time, Zhang Bairen, who had been concerned by all parties, successfully arrived near the Leshan Giant Buddha.

"Uncle Ghost Tiger, find a place to rest, I just blessed my soul and have a sense, and I want to divinate my fortune and future." Zhang Bairen opened his mouth and ordered.

"Yes, young master!" Ghost Tiger replied.

Zhang Bairen in the Qin period, and Zhang Bairen in Zongwu will all do divination and fortune telling.

The combined skills of the two can be called first-class even if they are not as good as the top scholars.

The whim just now is definitely a moment of good luck, and there will be adventures.

As the tortoise shell spilled off, Zhang Bairen made a quick calculation in his heart, and soon, he looked due east.

"Uncle Ghost Tiger, let's have a bite to eat here, and then head due east." Zhang Bairen put away the tortoise shell and said very naturally.

"Good!" Ghost Tiger replied in a deep voice.

At the same time, in a deserted temple due east, a faint white smoke also rose.

In the temple, there is no worship of the gods, nor is there an offering to the Buddha, only a wooden tablet, and I don't know which side of the immortal god is on it.

In front of the wooden monument is a huge incense burner, which is filled with incense that has been lit.

Around the temple, strips of red cloth were hung, and in the middle of the temple, a trembling man knelt down.

The man trembled and suppressed his screams of grief, as if he was being subjected to unbearable torture.

After a few minutes, the man looked up, and saw that his face was actually covered with pus, and blood and pus were also flowing from these terrifying pus.

This person is the world's first minister-mud bodhisattva!

In the comic plot, Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, and Broken Waves, three friends, when they went to the Leshan Giant Buddha to worship their father in the early days, they encountered the mud Bodhisattva in a temple outside the village, and also encountered a great flood.

After that, the story of Soshen Palace happened.

In other words, in recent times, the mud bodhisattva has been living in seclusion in the nameless temple near the Leshan Giant Buddha.

At this time, the world's first minister, after suffering daily torture, suddenly blessed his soul and saw a new change.

"In the future, there has been a change!?

My future will also follow Mohu!?

What's going on!? Why is this happening!?

Could it be that someone has transcended the destiny of heaven!? Or has someone become a saint!?" The mud bodhisattva's emotions changed from shock to surprise, and then to ecstasy.

His life seems to have been saved.

As long as you can get involved with this person who is beyond the destiny of heaven, then there is hope that the heavenly punishment you have suffered will come to an end!

The mud bodhisattva took out the compass, took out the tortoise shell, put out the copper coin, and began to pinch his fingers to calculate.

However, no matter how the mud bodhisattva calculates, the result of the hexagram is still blank, which makes the mud bodhisattva anxious

Khan, but he couldn't think of a way to break the game.

Until, starting from oneself to push backwards, did I get a hint of hexagram prompting.

After eating, Ghost Tiger packed up the dishes and prepared to drive on.

But from the east, there was a mysterious figure with a cloak and an inexplicable excitement.

After a simple exchange, I realized that this figure was the mud bodhisattva.

This world's No. 1 minister took the initiative to bow his head and come to serve his allegiance.

The ghost tiger scratched his head suspiciously, and then looked at Zhang Bairen on the sedan chair.

Zhang Bairen poked out his head and agreed to the mud bodhisattva's refuge.

"Mud Bodhisattva, your name is unlucky, since you follow me, you have to be a dragon crossing the river.

So, from now on, you will be called Zhang Long.

Inherit my surname Zhang, a single name and a dragon character." Zhang Bairen opened his mouth and ordered.

"Thank you for your name!" The mud bodhisattva was very excited and thanked him again.

From today on, there will be no mud bodhisattvas on this river and lake, and there are only Zhang Long.

"Zhang Long, you get in the car, I want to see what the heavenly punishment on your body is!" Zhang Bairen opened his mouth and ordered.

"Yes, master!" Zhang Long walked into the car, and Ghost Tiger continued to drive.

Zhang Bairen's eyes glowed with golden light and looked at Zhang Long's brain.

Then he found that there was a black gas wrapped around his body, and his eyes were also surrounded by blood.

"It's not negative energy, it's not dark energy, it's not primordial power.

It seems that there is something about this curse of the sky." Zhang Bairen had his back to the chat group and was not afraid of any curse threat, so he was a little curious about it.

"Let's do this for now, and then I will study the curse method when I have a chance." Zhang Bairen let go of the idea of exploration, and asked again, "Zhang Long, you should still remember the location of the Heavenly Cry, right?"

Hearing this, Zhang Long's eyes widened instantly.

His new master, a person who is beyond the destiny of heaven, really knows the secret of the Heavenly Crying Sutra!

Zhang Long hesitated, then nodded and replied, "Remember, if the master needs it, I can take you to find it at any time."

"Okay, you just remember.

I'm going to go to Lingyun Cave now to look for the Fire Qilin, and you can help me calculate a hexagram and see if I can get what I want." Zhang Bairen opened his mouth and said.

Zhang Long shook his head, and then replied, "Master, your destiny is beyond the destiny of heaven, and no one can calculate your fate."

After Zhang Bairen heard the answer, he didn't say anything, but closed his eyes and calculated to know the general situation next.

After about half an hour, the three of them finally arrived at the bank of the Min River, at the foot of the Big Buddha.

Zhang Bairen walked out and looked at the majestic Buddha in front of him.

"Uncle Ghost Tiger, you and Zhang Long are waiting for me here for a long time, and I'll go to the Lingyun Cave to find the traces of the fire demon." After Zhang Bairen finished speaking, without waiting for the ghost tiger to speak to dissuade him, he directly entered the mouth of the pitch-black hole in the Lingyun Cave like electricity.

"The Art of Multiple Shadow Clones!"

After entering the cave, hundreds of shadow clones instantly separated.

Then, a carpet search began.