"Amitabha! I'm tired of scattering my family!" With a low sound of Buddha's horn, a little monk in a moon-white monk's robe carried a Zen staff the thickness of his arm, and entered the gate of Blackstone Town.

This monk has handsome eyebrows and eyes, and his expression is dashing, and he seems to have some potential for a love monk and a wonderful monk. But at this time, the dress is a little embarrassing. The moon-white monk's robe was tattered, and it was covered with blood, and his face was even more black and gray.

The most strange thing is that there are still the corpses of two extremely ugly demon beasts hanging on the top of his Zen staff, dangling on it.

"Little master works hard!" Chen Yuxiang motioned for Xie Luying to stay in the hall and not move, and he greeted him first, and said with a smile: "The master came from the east, I think he was teleported to the Swamp of Sorrow, right?"

The Swamp of Sorrow is an area 4,000 miles east of Blackstone. It's full of mud and swamps, and it's extremely difficult to navigate. The most troublesome thing is that there is a strange monster called the mud monster there, the shape is the same as the mud, and the breath is extremely hidden, although it is only a first-level and second-level low-level demon beast, but it is better than a large number.

Although it can't be compared to the Blade Desert, it can be regarded as quite dangerous in the area where the disciples are teleported during the Qi Refining Period. Looking at the appearance of the little monk, it is obvious that he has also suffered a lot in it.

"Donor hard work!" Seeing that someone was already in the town, the little monk seemed to be very happy, smiled slightly, and showed a neat white tooth: "The poor monk Fazheng is from the swamp of sorrow, hey, bad luck! Damn, the little monk is about to die of exhaustion!"

"Fazheng?" Xie Luying in the hall whispered in her heart. This guy is the cultivator genius who is as famous as the little saint of Danyang, who has 4 spiritual roots and has more than 6 points, and is known as the blood monk's Fa Zheng?

After saluting Chen Yuxiang, the little monk Fazheng did not enter the main hall directly, but sat cross-legged on the ground, took the corpse of a mud monster from the top of the Zen staff, and then stretched out his hand to flick it, and a stream of real fire came out of his palm.

"Hurry!" the little monk let out a low sigh, and the true fire in his palm suddenly spewed out a few feet, turning into a raging flame several feet high. Then, as soon as he threw it, the corpse of the mud monster flew above the flames, hovering still.

After a while, a very strange smell came from the air.

"Master Fazheng, what are you doing here? Could it be that you want to eat this thing?" Chen Yuxiang's face trembled, and he couldn't help but ask.

"The donor is really smart!" Monk Fazheng took out a few vials from his arms, sprinkled the powder in them on top of the corpse of the mud monster, and said with a smile: "The Buddha said that all living beings are equal. These beings include humans and monsters. Since this demon beast wants to eat the meat of the poor monk, then now that the poor monk has eaten their meat, he will not blame me if he wants to come to the Buddha. If this donor is interested, he can also try it, how about it?"

"Strong, it's too strong!" Chen Yuxiang said in his heart: "This guy actually even carries seasonings with him, and it seems that he often does such things on weekdays." Looks like a very interesting little monk!"

However, looking at the corpse of the mud monster that the pale green liquid kept flowing out, Chen Yuxiang really didn't have any appetite, and shook his head again and again: "The master is kind, I have received it in my heart!

Fa Zheng smiled slightly, and looked at the corpse of the mud monster with burning eyes: "It smells very fragrant now, and it will definitely be even more fragrant later, I am looking forward to it, I am looking forward to it......"

"What does it smell like?" a cold female voice sounded outside the gate with a slight surprise, and then a girl of fifteen or sixteen walked in.

This girl's appearance is peerless, and her slightly childish little face has a calm and solemn meaning, and she is the holy daughter of the Danyang Sect.

This girl came from the northwest, 3,000 miles northwest of the North Grassland is a desolate area called Shuofeng Plain, and the danger inside is not much worse than the Sorrowful Swamp, but seeing that the girl is still dressed in white, it seems that she has not encountered any trouble. Obviously, this girl's strength is not low.

The girl saw Chen Yuxiang for the first time, a trace of imperceptible discoloration flashed in her eyes, and she bowed slightly to Chen Yuxiang, and then turned her head and saw the little monk who was barbecuing the mud monster.

Seeing the monster slowly flipping on the real fire, the girl's face froze, and she said deliciously: "This, what is this?"

"It's nothing, this little master of Fazheng is making barbecue!" Chen Yuxiang smiled slightly.

"Barbecue?" The girl smelled the strange fragrance in the air, and looked at the corpse of the demon beast flowing with green water, and finally couldn't help but wow, lowered her head and vomited desperately.

"Beauty!" The little monk who was concentrating on BBQ glanced back at the girl, his eyes immediately straightened, and he hurriedly shouted: "Girl, the poor monk is the Fazheng of the Shaolin faction, dare to ask the girl's name?"

"I, I'm ......" The girl barely raised her head, her face was pale, and she was just about to say something, but when she saw the mud monster on the real fire, she immediately turned around and ran to the corner of the wall, and continued to vomit desperately.

"Little Master, you're scaring the beauty!" Chen Yuxiang smiled slightly.

"Oh, oh!" Fa Zheng reacted at this time, hurriedly collected the real fire, threw it with his hand, and threw the half-mature barbecue mud monster a few hundred meters away from Blackstone Town, and then threw the one on the Zen stick out as well.

Seeing his dirty monk's robe, Fazheng's face changed slightly, and with a flick of his hand, he had already changed into a brand-new moon-white monk's robe, and the dirty monk's robe had already arrived in his hand.

Then, Fa Zheng hit his face with a series of magic tricks, and after a while, his extremely delicate skin was revealed, and the dirt on his face was turned into a ball the size of an egg by him, and together with the tattered monk's clothes, he turned into a black mang, and disappeared into the sky.

"Handsome!" Fa Zheng's hands were extremely coherent, so that Chen Yuxiang couldn't help but admire.

Fa Zheng looked at himself with his divine sense, and was quite satisfied with his current image, walked up to the girl who was vomiting against the wall, and said gently: "Girl, don't vomit, beware of vomiting and breaking your body." The poor monk Shaolin sent Fa Zheng, and he hasn't asked the girl's name yet?"

The girl stood up, glanced at Fa Zheng, and said with some displeasure: "The monks of the world also know that they don't kill or eat meat, but you are still a cultivator, and you are so reckless. What kind of monk are you?"

"I want meat, and I want beauties. You can't have both, and those who sacrifice meat for beauties are also ......" Fa Zheng was not in a hurry or annoyed, shaking his head and muttering.

"Huh!" Xie Luying, who had been listening to it in the hall for a long time, finally couldn't help laughing, and with a flick of her little hand outside the door, the smell of mud monsters in the courtyard was driven out of the town by her: "You monk, it seems that you are not only a wine and meat monk, but also a flower monk!

"Ah......" Seeing another woman with a peerless face, Fa Zheng's eyes lit up and murmured: "Another beauty! It seems that the Buddha has appeared!"

"Hehe, this girl, don't pay attention to this little flower monk! I'm Xie Luying from the Wudang faction, and the more handsome one is my eldest brother Shen Han, I don't know what my sister's name is?" Xie Luying walked towards the girl and said with a smile.

"My name is Lan Ping'er, and I am from Danyang. The girl smiled faintly.

"Lan Ping'er, Xie Luying, what a beautiful name!" Fa Zheng came over with a smile and said, "Poor monk Shaolin Sect Fa Zheng, Miss Ping'er, you are the holy woman of the Danyang Sect?"

"Blood Monk Fazheng?" Lan Ping'er said in surprise, thinking that she was also very familiar with this name.

"Hehe, it's a pity! If the bad boy surnamed Chen from our Wudang Sect also comes, the three geniuses of the younger generation of the three major sects will gather here. Xie Luying looked at the two of them and chuckled: "However, my eldest brother Shen is also an absolute genius!"

"The bad boy surnamed Chen? Do you say that little guy named Chen Yuxiang? I also heard that being able to enter the Demon Punishment Array is really enviable. But as for the strength, this kind of quick-growing kid, I'm afraid it's even worse!" Fa Zheng's face showed a confident look: "If I can really meet this little guy, I would like to learn from him." Seriously, if it weren't for Sister Lan being a woman, I'd like to have a fight with you!"

"Hehe, the name of the blood monk is warlike, but it is also worthy of the name. But if it's a discussion, I'm willing to accompany you!" Unexpectedly, the girl named Lan Ping'er listened to Fa Zheng's words, and her beautiful eyes immediately showed a fiery battle intent.

"Forget it, I don't want to do anything with beautiful women!" Fa Zheng said again and again: "If you want to learn, there will be opportunities in the future!" In this land of immortal ruins, time is precious, and I think Sister Lan's loss is not small, so it's better to enter the secret room early and recover her strength!"

Lan Ping'er was still about to insist, but suddenly, a rough voice sounded: "Hehe, it seems that people from the three major sects have come to this Black Stone Town!

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