"Huh, what could be more terrifying than a Pubic Eater?"

The monks resting in the main hall were shocked.

These yin-eating beasts are enough of a headache. They weren't like those high-ranking people, who walked through the ruins as if they were in a no-man's land.

"There is still a place to hide when you encounter a yin-eating beast, but if those things come, you can dig them out even if you hide in the ground. ”

The psychic crouched between them, pretended to hold up his finger between his lips mysteriously, and said, "So don't ask again." ”

Everyone became more curious when they heard this.

Many monks pestered the psychic to ask what it was.

"Isn't this place crossed by the Buddhist cultivators in the south? Why are there so many messy things?" asked Cheng Zhaozhao puzzled.

The psychic turned his head and said, "This little friend asked a good question." ”

"What's going on, tell me quickly. "There is a monk in a hurry.

The psychic said: "The dead air and resentment of the past are indeed purified, and this place is just an ordinary ruin. It's just that over the years, there have been more monks who have come to take the treasure, and more monks have died here.

This place was originally a place of great evil, and over time, it became like this. ”

"Then why don't you let the Buddhist cultivators in the south come to Duhua again?"

The psychic sneered, glanced at the group of monks, and said, "Do you think that a few more Buddhist cultivators can solve the problem?"

The Buddha cultivates them to pay attention to cause and effect, and the reason why this place has become like this is not due to the greed of the monks who came here.

In order to achieve the goal, unscrupulous means.

Now this is also the result of these monks, and they can't complain about others. ”

The cultivators who said this were speechless.

The psychic is right, even if the Buddhist monks come here again, but the monks come to grab treasures and kill people again, the resentment here will still condense and be capricious.

"Hey, old mill, you run, leave me alone. ”

Shouts came from the ruins not far away.

"No, old fellow, have you seen the hall in front of you, there is still salvation and salvation!"

Cheng Zhaozhao heard the voice of the old mill, and immediately got up and came to the door of the main hall, but saw that the old mill not far away was holding a monk and coming with a sword, and the yin-eating beast behind them followed like a dark cloud.

"Fellow Daoist, run. Seeing this, the psychic also shouted loudly.

Lao Mo saw that the hall was crowded, and after a little hesitation, his arm was bitten by a yin-eating beast.

Lao Mo screamed, and saw a fireball thrown by the monk beside him, instantly burning Lao Mo's entire arm, and the Yin Eater disappeared.

When the two of them paused, the Yin Eater behind them was about to swallow them up.

"Old mill, bow your head!"

With Cheng Zhaozhao's shout, a white sword swept out.

Lao Mo and the monk bowed their heads at the moment, and the sharp sword slashed from the top of their heads, and did not enter the group of Yin Beasts.

"It's useless, the Yin-Eater is not afraid of ......"

The psychic didn't finish his sentence before his eyes widened.

After seeing the white mang, the group of yin-eating beasts suddenly stirred and chased the white mang away.

The old mill and the monk escaped the catastrophe and galloped to the ground until they entered the main hall.

"It's okay, fellow Daoist. ”

The psychic stepped forward to help.

The monk beside Lao Mo was seriously injured, one leg was almost immobile, and Lao Mo's arm was scorched.

The faces of the two were extremely bad, but they were both people who had been eaten by the Yin Eater Beast, and it was a great luck in misfortune to survive this time.

After Lao Mo and the monk took the elixir, they didn't care about anything else and began to meditate on the spot.

Cheng Zhaozhao stood near Lao Mo and stared at him tightly.

The psychic leaned over and asked curiously, "Little friend, what kind of move did you just have?" It is the first time I have seen the Yin-eating Beast retreat. ”

Hearing this question, the monks in the main hall also looked over.

This white sword light is actually Cheng Zhaozhao's casual blow, which was created by seeing the earth-shattering sword moves of the phantom predecessor in the dream.

However, the sword moves are not powerful, but Cheng Zhaozhao knows that the reason why these yin-eating beasts left was because they liked the light and chased the light in the sword to leave.

Because Cheng Zhaozhao is a light spirit root, the light contained in the sword moves has a fatal attraction to them.

"A sword pose. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao casually took a name, and then said: "Ancestral mastery." ”

What kind of swordsmanship is a sword style?

The cultivators looked at each other, and they really had never heard of it, but when they heard that it was an ancestral mastery, they also took care of the rules and didn't ask again.

"What is the name of the little friend?" asked the psychic again.

"The surname is Cheng, I don't have a master. Cheng Zhaozhao said.

The psychic was overjoyed and said: "I haven't apprenticed yet, great, I see that your little friend has some talents, but you are willing to worship me as a teacher, and I will teach you a lifetime of learning." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao glanced at the psychic and asked, "What is the mastery?"

"It's all said that it's not learned, how can anyone say it so casually. ”

"Unspeakable learning. Cheng Zhaozhao shook his head and expressed his gratitude.

"Xiaoyou, you are thinking about it, my mastery is one in ten thousand......"

"Is it an escape?"

"Run, run?" the psychic stared.

Cheng Zhaozhao nodded, thinking that the psychic man had galloped and ran before, and the speed was indeed amazing.

It's just that if she escapes, she thinks it's Liu Fatzi's mastery.

"No, it's not ......"

At this time, Lao Mo had already opened his eyes, and Cheng Zhaozhao hurriedly dropped the psychic and came to Lao Mo.

As soon as Lao Mo opened his eyes, he faced a pair of dark eyes, staring at him intently, and then retreated sharply. Only then did I see Cheng Zhaozhao squatting in front of him.

"Little friend, you're okay to scare me. Lao Mo pressed his chest.

Cheng Zhaozhao showed a mouthful of white teeth: "Old Mo, did I save your life?"

Lao Mo's face shook and said, "What kind of help, I'm a dignified ......"

"A dignified foundation monk can't be saved by a junior? There are so many monks to testify about this, do you want to fail to pay the bill?" Cheng Zhaozhao pointed to his spirit sword.

The old mill looked around, and saw that the monks around him were all looking at him.

Lao Mo's face flushed: "You... What do you want to do?"

"I don't do anything, I just want to ask you something, you know. He raised an eyebrow at him.

Lao Mo's face was cloudy, and he said half-loudly: "You can ask if there is anything, but I don't necessarily know everything." ”

"I'll just tell me what you know. ”

......

Cheng Zhaozhao and Lao Mo set up a soundproof ban in the most corner of the hall.

"Just ask if there's anything, I can't afford to hurt it. Old Mill lifted his blackened arm.

"I just want to know all the things about Cheng Zheng. ”

The old mohu glanced at Cheng Zhaozhao suspiciously: "Elder Cheng, how did Xiaoyou know?"

"Don't worry about this, now it's my Q&A session. ”

Hearing this, Lao Mo nodded, sighed, and said, "Since you want to know, then I'll tell you......"