But Su Yang and Jia Ming didn't move.

It was as if he couldn't see the signal that Fu Hu gave him at all.

Fu Hu realized something in an instant, and withdrew his gaze without a trace, but the impatience in his eyes became more and more obvious, and he said coldly again: "Do you have enough time to be me?" ”

"If I am late for the Buddha to explain something, it will not benefit anyone!"

"I'll only give you another half minute!"

He angrily expressed his displeasure.

There was silence in the air for about ten seconds before the voice of the Arhat raised the bowl came again: "My breath has not been mixed just now, and it has been delayed for some time, so this will come out." ”

"I wonder which Buddha gave the task?"

He asked casually.

But Fu Hu's expression changed suddenly: "This is top secret, not for you to know!" Follow the plan and do what you have to do! ”

The air was silent again.

Finally...

When the time came to the thirtieth second, the breath of the Arhat who raised the bowl appeared in the void.

Merely...

To Fu Hu's surprise, the Arhat did not come out of the canyon wall on the left side.

Instead, on the right, a stone was pushed away and a rock was drilled out of it.

Even in this direction, there is not even the rhythm of the power of the immortals.

Compared to the left, it's so unremarkable.

"Heh..."

"It's prudent."

Fu Hu sneered and said lightly.

The arhat holding the bowl looks like a young man, with a philistine look on his face, and there is no so-called Buddhist majesty at all.

He trotted over, and the corners of his mouth flashed a flattering smile: "Fuhu Luohan is strange, recently, I always feel a little unsteady in my heart..."

"The little monk has always believed in his intuition, of course, I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid of dying rashly, and I will not be able to be loyal to my Buddha."

"That's why I'm a little more cautious."

As he spoke, he touched his bald head with just the right amount of shame on his face.

Fu Hu nodded expressionlessly, and glanced at the Arhat who raised the bowl very casually: "Your breath is perfectly restrained." ”

"Thanks to my Buddha..."

"Something was given."

"It makes you laugh."

There was no pride and complacency on his face at all, and he didn't move out of his backer to beat Fu Hu, and he looked like a horse.

Speaking is like a spring breeze, and it is difficult to make people dissatisfied.

"Hmm."

Fu Hu nodded lightly, looked around curiously, and nodded lightly.

But a hint of suspicion suddenly appeared in the eyes of the Arhat who raised the bowl, and he took two steps back quietly: "Didn't you say that the task assigned by my Buddha is more urgent?" ”

"Why..."

Fu Hu's cold gaze stared over: "Are you doubting me? ”

"The little monk doesn't dare..."

The arhat smiled flatteringly and shook his head, but the moment the voice fell, it turned into a streamer and paused into the distance, extremely fast.

Fu Hu's expression changed suddenly!

He looked up at the void.

found that Su Yang and Jia Ming still did not show up, as if they had abandoned Fuhu.

Fu Hu was silent again.

But his face became even colder, and he stood in place, not saying a word.

About half a minute later.

A bald head suddenly came out of the ground, looking at Fu Hu from a distance, with an apologetic face: "Little monk..."

"Well, the little monk is indeed more afraid of death, so he tried it twice."

"If this delays my Buddha's mission..."

"The little monk is willing to be punished."

This time, the Arhat himself didn't know how to explain it.

I can't say that I'm panicking and scared.

He always trusted his instincts!

But now it seems that this intuition did not fall on the Tiger Arhat, but should be related to the Buddha's task.

Thinking of this, the Arhat came out of the ground, slapped the dirt off his body, and trotted to the front of the Fuhu Arhat.

"People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves, and the little monk doesn't have any intention of looking down on you at all."

"A little courtesy, it can be regarded as making amends for my rude just now, and congratulations to the Fuhu Arhat for successfully returning from his recovery and getting in touch with my Buddha."

As he spoke, the Arhat with a bowl smiled and handed over a cloth bag.

Fu Hu opened it and glanced at it casually, his pupils shrank slightly, and the next second he looked at the Arhat holding the bowl with a smile: "There are ten incense pills, and it is generous to raise the bowl Arhat." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare."

"After a thousand years, the little monk is very happy to be able to reunite with the Fuhu Arhat!"

Arhat said with a smile.

The frost on Fu Hu's face disappeared instantly, and he changed his smile again, and the relationship between them seemed to be much closer: "Hahaha, since it's your heart, I'll laugh!" ”

"Later, I will naturally be at my Buddha's place and say a few kind words for you!"

"Things are urgent, let's go."

He patted the shoulder of the Arhat and soared into the sky!

The bowl-raising arhat followed.

"By the way, Senior Brother Fuhu, how did you know about my sleeping place?"

Holding the bowl, Arhat said casually.

Fu Hu smiled: "Naturally, my Buddha said it himself. ”

The arhat smiled and nodded, and in the next second, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth, turning into the purest Buddha power, instilling it in his body, and even took out a wooden boat, stepped on it, and fled into the distance.

Fu Hu was stunned, subconsciously looked back, and the Arhat who raised the bowl was already thousands of meters away, and scolded even more in his mouth: "Fu Hu, you special Yin Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu's sleeping place, I didn't tell any Buddha, only one of my best friends Arhat knows!" ”

As he spoke, the Arhat was still moving away.

Fu Hu's brows furrowed, and his expression became cold.

The next second...

A huge net formed by sword qi suddenly fell from the sky, but this sword qi was full of death intent, blocking the way of the Arhat who raised the bowl to escape.

Raising the bowl, Arhat's feet stopped, and almost without any hesitation, he continued to flee in the other direction.

"Hmm..."

"He's so quick to react."

"It feels smarter than those big Luo."

Su Yang's voice came from the void, and immediately after, the Arhat who raised the bowl flew out directly upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

"This person..."

"Not bad, indeed."

Jia Ming's tone was also full of praise, falling from mid-air, holding a long sword, resting on the neck of the arhat holding the bowl, and smiling slightly: "Hello, can you talk?" ”

"Of course... Of course! ”

"Hero, can you put it first... Put down your sword? ”

"It's easy to get hurt by mistake."

He raised the bowl so thoroughly that he didn't even ask stupid words like 'who are you', and raised his hands decisively, indicating that he would not resist.

Jia Ming asked with a smile, "Guess what?" ”

"Well..."

"I admit it."

The bowl Arhat's face was full of helplessness, and he spoke softly.

But the moment the voice fell, the body suddenly turned into a wisp of white smoke and disappeared in place.

Jia Ming frowned slightly, and suddenly looked into the void, but found nothing.