"Take the foolish Qian's head ......," Tang Qian said softly. Qianshou is the common people, it is a cheap title, so that mortals no longer know about monks, this is only the first step.

"The road of cultivation is very difficult to walk, and when you practice, the world is so big, there are only so many spiritual energy in the world, although there are a lot, but it is not enough for thousands of monks to use together, not to mention that Yunzhou has never been a place where Kyushu can communicate and trade in the world, only Yunzhou itself is self-contained, resources are only native to Yunzhou, and monks are only native to Yunzhou, new monks will only come from a cultivation sect, and wild cultivation will not recruit disciples at will, and the road of cultivation in Yunzhou can go for a long time. ”

Tang Qian heard such a statement for the first time, but he felt that it was very reasonable, even if Zhongzhou was now, it was still on the road of letting all mortals participate in cultivation, there were many people in Zhongzhou, there were many mortals, and there were more mediocre talents, even if Tang Qian was not the kind of person in the sect who liked to mention talent, he had to admit that many people were born to walk very the road of cultivation, and there were a group of people, even if it was easier to go a little farther on the road than others, but they could only stop at the distance expected by others, and could only go to the approximate position that a senior teacher had thought of。 Such a person is a mediocre talent, and even Tang Qian feels that this kind of person who has a certain talent does not have the kind of person who can't make a point of cultivation for a few days hard at the beginning, but after recruiting so many disciples who can't actually reach the peak of a monk, the sect is just trying to find one or two good seedlings from it.

The more people there are, the better the chance of finding them.

Therefore, as the saying goes, there are many people in Zhongzhou.

"We are doing this to maintain the correct number of monks in Yunzhou. The strange baby spoke instead of the camel, and even began to cough: "Yunzhou has the sky of Yunzhou, there are some things that can't be said, even if there are some ways to say it, it will have an impact." The camel said, "Then we have answered you." ”

"What do you want to do in the underworld?" Tang Qian didn't mean to stop, even if he saw that there was blood at the corner of the strange baby's mouth and the camel began to cough, he continued to ask.

"There are changes in the underworld, and we want to know about them, and you seem to know no less than we do. Tianxing Daoist said, after finishing speaking, he actually took the first step out of Tang Qian's formation, and did not give Tang Qian a chance to continue talking, and said lightly as he walked: "There are still many people who covet this Zhou Shengxiao friend of yours, and we still maintain interest in him, and other people may not just want his 'use' as simple as that." Tang Qian didn't stop him, the Tianxing Dao people couldn't see, because they didn't have eyes at all, and when they got outside, they happened to feel a fake body that had just dissipated and belonged to him, and as long as Tang Qian's formation was out of the back of the body, there was no trace of the breath of magic, and the camel followed closely, and then on the small mound next to the Lianhua Mountain, there was no trace of Tang Qian.

"It's really strange that this person came from, he obviously has such a strong swordsmanship, and he still understands such a terrifying formation, is there really a perfect person in this world?" the camel sighed, he actually thought in his heart, but this Tang Qian and him are considered to be in the same disease, and their appearance is not outstanding.

If Tang Qian knew that the camel thought so, he would probably vomit three liters of blood.

The person who vomits blood now is Yan Hui.

This is a small mountain village that is about 20 miles away from Lianhua Mountain, and there are almost no people in the village, because there are also notices posted here for the Big Buddha Temple, but the constant roar and the shaking of the ground from time to time are also constantly reminding the people who have escaped from the knowledge that the Big Buddha Temple has actually disappeared.

And in a grass house in this small village, there is an old lady sitting at the door, neither eyes nor ears are very bright, and in front of the house is a monk Yanhui who is constantly vomiting blood.

Yan Hui was carrying Zhou Sheng and the lifelong monk with one hand, and Xia Yubing with the other hand, and what was really terrifying was that he was still carrying dozens of people on his shoulders, these people were all stacked together, some were monks of the Great Buddha Temple, and some were mortals, and the bottom of the shoulder of the monk Yan Hui was the tall and big Hongren, Yan Hui's thin body was able to carry so many people, and it was saved when the Lianhua Mountain collapsed just now, it was incredible.

He actually has a lot of injuries on his body, he ate the palm of the temple Buddha before, in fact, it was just a rub on the edge of the palm, but half of his body was blurred with flesh and blood, although there was little flesh left, but it still looked very miserable.

But this is not the most deadly, the reason why the monk is different from ordinary people, the most terrifying thing is the incredible resilience of the monk, even if the body is seriously damaged, or the body is already terminally ill according to mortals, but as long as the monk still has mana, he can continue to prolong his life-

"That's why the monk is injured with braids that are easy to braid, and still doesn't die quickly. Tang Qian also just arrived in this village, but he saw blood all over the ground, this grass house was going to be soaked with blood, Monk Yanhui obviously had no flesh on his body, let alone so much blood, but he vomited so much, he almost vomited, and hurriedly unloaded a few people to the side.

If they fall down at this time, it seems that these people are going to fall......

What he said was not good, but Tang Qian still helped and put down all these people on Monk Yanhui's shoulders one by one.

The current Yanhui monk has run out of oil, and the blood that he spits out is not only as simple as blood, but also the number of lives that he has exhausted but still uses that blood transformation skill to detain in his body, these are the sources of mana that he can have several times higher than the original.

"Poor monk, ashamed. Monk Yan Hui sighed: "I can only save so few people." ”

"Enough, Master. Tang Qian didn't fail to save it just now, but he didn't save it.

Sometimes there are things that can't be done and done, he needs to think about a lot, such as whether the temple Buddha still has the means to come back, or whether the two people who escaped are still hiding around, and then whether there is anyone watching, after he solved these problems, Lianhua Mountain has basically collapsed, he had to watch Monk Yan Hui carry the person who looked like a small mountain away, and then go to find the Tianxing Dao and the camel, and Yan Hui can only save a handful.

"The poor monk has not kept the foundation of the Big Buddha Temple for so many years. When he said this, Monk Yan Hui was also very sad, but he didn't say that he was sad when he saved people, maybe he was already angry and could only mumble.

"The Great Buddha Temple is famous, I promise. Tang Qian whispered that he had taken the young monk off the shoulders of Monk Yan Hui.

Monk Yanhui also put down Hongren on his shoulder, and Hongren's heavy body fell to the ground, kicking up a puff of dust.

The blind old lady at the door seemed to be very scared, probably thinking that the smell of blood was so strong that it was some kind of robber, but she couldn't scream, and she didn't know, her throat seemed to be choked.

Monk Yan Hui's movements also stopped, the broken monk's robe on his body moved gently with the wind, the golden light, Buddha light, and mana on his body were constantly disappearing, and his thin body stood still, but closed his eyes.

Only the sunlight shone on him, and it did not dissipate for a long time.