Chapter 105: The Old Monk Forgets His Rings

To be honest, after seeing the terrifying purple rays released by that old man, the fat relics troll has been shocked by the momentum of the other party!

At this moment, it vaguely felt that it was probably not the opponent of this old guy!

So, without waiting for the other party to get closer, the fat left put up the snake body, intending to slip away.

In the face of life, what kind of revenge, dignity and the like become less important in an instant.

While the old man was reading the "lines", the fat relict troll turned the car and ran behind him at the fastest speed in his life.

However, this little bit of its caution has long been seen through by the old man.

He hadn't run far enough when he felt a wave of heat in the back of his head that he couldn't resist at all.

A dazzling purple light landed on the back of its head impartially like a meteor.

Then, before he could scream, the fat relict troll fell to the ground.

......

With just one move, he was able to deal with the fat relics troll, and the strength of this old man was self-evident.

After landing on the ground, I saw that he had no intention of stopping, but raised the iron bowl in his left hand and began to chant words in his mouth.

A few seconds later, the surrounding red mist flew towards the iron bowl in his hand.

It's like a super vacuum cleaner, but in half a minute, it sucks up all the red mist within a radius of several miles.

After the red mist cleared, the old man took a deep breath, it seemed that he had been holding his breath just now.

After dealing with the red mist, the old man leaned down again and observed the injuries of Shanhe.

Seeing that the other party's life was not in danger, he first sealed the acupoint on his left shoulder for Shanhe.

After that, two more unknown pills were thrown into his mouth. After the other party swallowed, Fang lay on his back beside Shanhe, closed his eyes, and rested quietly.

......

After about ten minutes, listening to Shanhe's breathing gradually calmed down, the old man resting on the sand pit was the first to speak:

"Are you awake?"

Shanhe, who had just woken up from the punishment period, wanted to sit up and answer, but found that his body had not yet recovered, and only his face had regained consciousness, so he lay on the ground and replied:

"Oh, wake up. Thank you, thank you for your life-saving grace. ”

During the ten-minute punishment period, although Shanhe lost his mind due to his inflated desires, his memory was not lost.

After listening to it for so long, except for the old man's appearance and the scene of the fight, he could guess the rest of the part, knowing that it was the old man who saved his life.

"Well, Lao Wei just gave you the antidote pill, and the toxicity of the fat will soon disappear. Shoulder injuries are not a big deal, and you can recover after a period of recuperation. As for the fog of infatuation, hehe, it looks like you've overcome it, right?" said the old man with a smile on his face.

"Oh, the strength of the red mist...... It's already over, thank you seniors for your concern, hehe. ”

Regarding the special function of the small bracelet, Shanhe will definitely not say much, and when he saw the old man asking, he also took advantage of the situation to perfunctory.

Subsequently, Shanhe could feel that his body was gradually recovering, just as the old man said.

After about two or three minutes, he took the lead in taking back the "control" of his neck, and turned his head to the old man on the side, wanting to see what his savior looked like.

Under the moonlight, I saw that the old man was about seventy years old, with a thin body, short silver gray hair, a fragrant scar on his head, and an extremely familiar face.

He soon remembered that this person was the old beggar they had met in the ancient town of Jinsha before!

After recognizing the old man, Shanhe immediately shouted in surprise:

"Yes, is that you?"

"Hehe, it's the old man!" Little donor, you and I are really destined!" the old man replied with a smile.

"Wow! It turns out that you are so powerful! Master, then you were in Jinsha Town before, why didn't you fight back and be beaten up?"

Seeing this person, Shanhe immediately remembered the beating in the ancient town, and asked with a puzzled face.

When the old man heard this, he showed a wry smile:

"Alas, it's hard to put into words, that's ...... Don't mention it. Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce it, the old man forgot the precepts, from the Wuxiang Temple of Tianluo Mountain. ”

"Oh, so you're a monk of the Wuxiang Temple? Disrespectful, disrespectful. Shanhe nodded in realization.

As early as more than ten years ago, Shanhe heard the master talk about it, and knew that it was a Buddhist sect of cultivation, ranking among the top ten sects in the cultivation world. Among them, the masters are like clouds, and the strength is strong, and it can definitely be called the first temple in the cultivation world!

In addition, Shanhe still vaguely remembers that whenever the master talks about Wuxiang Temple, his expression is weird. Sometimes sighing, sometimes stunned, making people feel that he has a special relationship with this temple.

However, when Shanhe asked, the master always smiled and did not answer. After a long time, the mountains and rivers will slowly forget.

To this day, after listening to the old beggar say the words "Wuxiang Temple", his childhood memories involuntarily climbed into his heart.

Seeing Shanhe's thoughtful look, he frowned for some reason, and then asked:

"What, you've heard of the Wuxiang Temple?"

"Yes, the master told me before. ”

"Oh, then...... I don't know what the little benefactor is from?"

Since the master's accident, whenever someone asks about his master, Shanhe will be very cautious.

Even if the other party was an old monk who had saved his life, Shanhe still did not reply immediately.

And just as Shanhe was thinking about how to recover, a faint rustling sound suddenly came from not far away.

When they looked away, they saw that the little fat relic, who had been defeated by the mountains and rivers earlier and vomited the demon pill, suddenly crawled towards them.

Straighten the snake's body, open its big mouth, and full of anger, as if it wants to compete with the two.

Seeing this, the old man frowned, immediately jumped up, pointed at the little fat widow and shouted:

"Hmph, you little brute, the old man just let you go, but you want to kill yourself, then don't blame me for being ruthless now!"

After speaking, he saw the Master of Forgetting the Ring rushing forward with an arrow step, grabbing the seven inches of the fat relic with one hand, and slapping it directly to its head with the other hand, it seemed that he was planning to kill it with one blow!

But just when the palm of the forgetful ring was about to touch the fat legacy, the mountains and rivers behind him suddenly shouted loudly:

"Master, please, please wait!"

"What?"

"Well, I hope the master's men will be merciful and let it go......" Shanhe whispered with an apologetic smile.

"What?"

After hearing this, he looked at the mountains and rivers in surprise, and didn't understand why the other party would make such a request.

But seeing that the mountains and rivers have spoken, he can't go directly to the killer.

So, he temporarily controlled the little fat widow and stood aside waiting for the other party's explanation.

At this moment, Shanhe's body has not yet recovered neatly, and after reluctantly sitting up, Fang opened his mouth and said:

"Master, don't you know, this little guy has actually lost the demon pill for a long time. So, it's not a threat to us at all. Please raise your hand and let it go!"