Chapter Ninety-Two: The Situation Is Critical

The black-robed man had a strong desire to survive, and he panicked and didn't think about it, so he punched out, and a black light shot straight into the Yuan Canghai in front of him.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Yuan Canghai sneered: "Look for death!" But his figure stopped in place, motionless.

"Po"

When the black mang hit the heart of the Central Plains Canghai, the black-robed man laughed wildly and wanted to continue to escape.

However, when he saw the black light in the next moment, the figure shattered and dissipated, his heart was suddenly shocked, and a deep uneasiness suddenly surged into his heart.

"What??? is an afterimage!"

Before he could react, he heard a chuckle from behind: "Hehe, my eyes will be bright in the next life." ”

Instantly, he lost his instincts and fell heavily to the ground.

However, Yuan Canghai gently smashed the meridians of his whole body with a palm from behind him, obliterating his vitality and killing him instantly.

Turning around and flying down beside Yunlong, Yuan Canghai looked at the little monk in Yunlong's arms, then looked at Yunlong with a face full of concern and worry, and asked softly, "Do you recognize him?"

"Hmm. He is the deceased person I am looking for this time. I didn't expect it, alas、、、、、、"

Yunlong gently placed the little monk in front of him, turned his head to Yuan Canghai and asked, "You just said that he was invaded by demonic energy, what should I do to save him?"

After pondering for a moment, Yuan Canghai said heavily: "At this time, the demonic qi has invaded his heart, and it is already difficult to expel the demonic qi. After a while, the black glow on his face completely subsided in his body, and he could no longer be saved. For today's plan, only by first suppressing the demonic energy in his body with the masculine true element, and then finding a person who has cultivated to the Buddha as a profound, through the purification of the divine power of the Buddha, he may be able to save him. ”

After a pause, Yuan Canghai then groaned: "That's it." Without further ado, we will enter the Bodhi Ancient Temple, and I will ask the abbot to make a move, and I will offset a part of his payment this time, and I think there should be hope. I just don't know if the time is too late, I don't know how long he can last it, it depends on the will of God. ”

Glancing at the other party gratefully, Yunlong thought for a moment and suddenly said, "Why don't you let me try." You protect the Dharma for me. ”

"You?"

A little surprised glanced at Yunlong, although Yuan Canghai had doubts, he didn't ask more, and felt that the other party was not a reckless person.

"Hmm. ”

After receiving a response, Yunlong waved his left hand and sent out a gentle force, slowly hanging the little monk on the ground horizontally in the air.

The right hand slowly stretched forward, and a dazzling white light flashed out of his palm, and entered the little monk's body through the air.

Yuan Canghai on the side suddenly lit up when he saw the white mang, and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

From that white mang, the original Canghai deeply felt its vastness, sacredness and ancient vicissitudes of life.

Taking a deep look at Yunlong, who was concentrating on the treatment of the little monk, Yuan Canghai smiled knowingly, put away the look of surprise on his face, and returned to his usual state of indifference.

With the injection of Bai Mang, the black qi around the little monk seemed to have met a nemesis, and before he had time to escape, it was completely dissolved, which showed that his Bai Mang's domineering and sacred!

Half an hour later, Yun Long withdrew his right hand and slowly placed the little monk on the ground in front of him.

Looking at the little monk whose face was gradually recovering from the black mang, Yunlong let out a sigh of relief and showed a relieved smile.

"It's finally saved. ”

Glancing at Yuan Canghai, who had a calm face on the side, Yunlong wondered, "You don't seem to be surprised by the scene just now?"

Seeing Yunlong asking, Yuan Canghai smiled bitterly: "Who said I wasn't surprised, but I just didn't ask you." ”

"Why?"

"Because everyone has their own secrets, and when you want to tell them, you'll tell me. If I don't want to say it, I will ask in vain, which will only add to the embarrassment. Yuan Canghai explained angrily.

"Let's not talk about that, how is he?"

"It's no big deal, not only did I completely remove the demonic qi in his body, but I also left a little white true yuan in his meridians, which I think would be of great benefit to his future cultivation. He should wake up soon. ”

Seeing that the other party changed the topic, Yunlong didn't say anything anymore. is just secretly impressed by the other party's bearing and mind. looked at the little monk with concern and responded.

Sure enough, after a while, the little monk woke up.

Gently opened his eyes, and a pair of large, bright eyes looked around.

Shaking his head, when he saw the stranger who appeared in front of him at some point, he was startled at first, and subconsciously wanted to get up and retreat, but when he settled down and his eyes fell on Yunlong, he stopped and looked curiously at the two middle-aged and young men in front of him. Especially the young one, in him, the little monk actually felt a sense of cordiality from the heart.

Yunlong and Yuan Canghai glanced at each other, then turned his head and looked at the little monk who was looking at him with a smile, and said in a gentle and concerned tone: "Don't worry, it's all right." By the way, your name is Chengkong, right, and you are a disciple of the abbot master of the Bodhi Ancient Temple?"

"Hmm. How do you know? Also, you saved me, right?" asked the little monk known as Chengkong, with his big bright eyes full of surprise.

Yunlong nodded slightly.

"I stumbled upon the conversation between the two men as I approached just now. Come to think of it, they have something to do with you, right?"

got up, tidied up his ragged clothes, walked in front of the two of them in three steps and two steps, folded his hands, and saluted and thanked them.

"The little monk is grateful for the life-saving grace of the two, and he will repay it in the future. ”

Turning around, he walked over to one of the two black-robed people who fell to the ground and died not far away, and said with a somewhat complicated emotion: "Actually, I can roughly guess that they may be people I know. It's just that I haven't been able to believe my own inference. ”

Seeing this, Yunlong and the others hurriedly followed.

Slowly unveiled the black robe on his face, revealing the ordinary face of a young man, but there was still a trace of unwillingness on his already rigid face.

"Well, it did. ”

Although the little monk Chengkong had been mentally prepared, he still couldn't help but feel emotional, and his heart was full of unbearable and grief.

"He is my senior brother, that is, my uncle's disciple, Cheng Yan. I think the other one should be my other senior brother who has been spared. ”

"Do you know why they want to deal with you?" Yuan Canghai asked suddenly.

Shaking his head, the little monk Chengkong said that he didn't know much either.

"However, as far as I know, the relationship between my uncle and my master is not very good. ”

"Has something strange happened in the Bodhi Temple recently? Has your master invited foreign aid to help?"

"How do you know?"

The little monk Chengkong's eyes widened and he asked in surprise. However, the tone of the rhetorical question affirmed Yuan Canghai's question.

Yuan Canghai chuckled.

"Because I am the one your master invited to help. I haven't introduced it yet, my name is Yuan Canghai."

"My name is Liu Yunlong. ”

"Uncle Canghai, Brother Yunlong, are you here to help my master?" the little monk was pleasantly surprised and said with some excitement.

"Not bad. I wonder what the situation is in the temple now?"

Hearing this, the joy on the little monk's face disappeared, replaced by a deep sense of worry.

"It's a bad situation. A few months ago, one of my brothers suddenly had a demonic outburst, and after killing several of them, he fled. Subsequently, many brothers and sisters became uncertain, and their temperaments changed drastically, or they were angry, or stupid, or lewd, or murderous. Since then, strange things have continued, and the temple has always revealed some indescribable weirdness, but it is said that the situation is critical. My master only said that it was a demonic invasion, but he couldn't find the source, and he was full of grief but was extremely helpless. Please, please help my master quickly. ”

After speaking, the little monk knelt down violently and begged the two to make a move.

Seeing this, Yuan Canghai took the lead and sent out an invisible force to hold up the little monk's body.

"Since we are entrusted with it, we will do our best, and you don't have to. Besides, he has a relationship with you. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Yunlong on the side.

Before the little monk could ask, Yunlong said with some feelings: "I also know your ancestors. One of the purposes of this visit is to come and look for you and see how you are doing. The Buddha bead on your chest must be the Qingtan Ancient Buddha Bead. ”

"That's right, it's been passed down from generation to generation by my ancestors, and my father and mother told me before they died to take good care of it. After that, the abbot said that I was extraordinary, so he let me enter the Buddhism and have been practicing with the master. While speaking, the little monk gently stroked the Qingtan ancient Buddha beads on his chest, his face full of tenderness.

"By the way, what about my ancestors?" seemed to think of something, the little monk asked with hope.

Looking up into the distance, Yunlong sighed: "Alas、、、、、、 he is no longer there. ”

The expectation on his face turned to loss, and the little monk folded his hands and recited the scriptures silently, as if praying.

"However, from now on I will be your relative. Putting away the sadness, Yunlong said in a firm tone.

When he opened his eyes, tears flashed in the little monk's eyes, and he suddenly threw himself into Yunlong's arms, and cried in an urn voice: "Brother Yunlong、、、、、、"

A gust of wind hit, stirring Yunlong's family affection, but also faintly fluctuating the original calm state of mind of the original Canghai. For a while, several people were silent, only the little monk's speechless condensation echoed.