Yu Feiyang shook his head, his breathing gradually stabilized, and said, "It's okay, hey, who are you?"

The children followed his gaze and saw that in this temple, there was a middle-aged and elderly monk standing, with a fat and round face, dressed in a relatively bright robe, giving people a very kind and kind feeling.

Holding a string of jasper prayer beads in his right hand, it was crystal clear, dazzling, and emitting a faint pure blue light.

The old monk didn't answer, but only looked at the two children carefully, couldn't help but look at Liu Tian a few more times, and said in his heart: "Good qualifications, but why is his temperament so extreme!"

At this time, Yu Feiyang turned over, stepped forward and asked again, "Who are you? ”

Juling Village is near Qingxian Mountain, where Taoism is respected, and Buddhist disciples are extremely rare, so Yu Feiyang has this question.

The old monk glanced at him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and asked rhetorically: "Little donor, just now your life is related, you just need to admit defeat, why do you have to work hard to support, if it weren't for the old man's action, you are afraid that you have given your life in vain!"

Yu Feiyang was stunned for a moment, feeling that what the old monk said was not unreasonable, but when it came to the end, he still couldn't say why, so he had to be stunned.

Liu Tian glared at the old monk, took Yu Feiyang's hand and said, "This old monk is weird, let's ignore him." Then he pulled him outside, and the children followed, apparently always looking at him.

Yu Feiyang subconsciously took a step, but after he walked out of the temple gate for a while, he couldn't help but look back at the temple again, only to see that the sky was getting dark, and he could vaguely see that the old monk was still standing there, but his face was blurred.

※※※ Late at night.

There was a thunderclap, the wind swept the clouds, and the black clouds rolled in the sky.

The wind and rain are coming, and there is a killing intent.

The old monk was still meditating on the ground in the temple, and when he looked up, there was only a haze left in the Qingxian City in the distance, and there was no sound in the four fields, only the rapid wind and thunder all over the sky.

Secretly: "What a gale!"

"Brush!"

A lightning bolt burst through the sky, and the small temple that stood alone in the wind was bright, and I saw that the old monk was standing at the door of the temple at this moment, with a serious face, raising his eyes to look at the sky, and his eyebrows were wrinkling tighter and tighter.

In the southwest Juling Village, a purple-blue mist has risen at some point, surging over the Juling Village. The old monk stood in the temple, staring at the purple-blue mist.

Suddenly, the purple-blue mist swirled up like a tornado, and it went straight to the outside of the village, heading in the direction of the temple.

It's fast, and it's just around the corner. The old monk's eyes were sharp, and he saw at a glance that there was a child in it, who was Liu Tian who he had seen during the day.

The old monk's face sank, and he didn't hesitate any longer, and he didn't see how he behaved, and his fat body rose from the ground and flew straight into the purple-blue mist.

In the darkness, a slightly surprised voice came: "Huh?"

After that, there was a "bang, bang, bang~~~!" A few fights sounded, and the purple-blue mist suddenly stopped, hovering over the temple.

At this time, the old monk slowly fell down with Liu Tian under his ribs, but a piece of the robe behind him had been torn off.

Through the faint light, I saw Liu Tian's eyes closed, his breathing was steady, and he didn't know whether he was asleep or fainted.

The old monk didn't let him go, looked up at the purple-blue mist in the air and said, "Your Excellency has a profound Taoism, why do you attack ignorant children, just afraid of losing your identity?"

A hoarse voice came from the purple mist, "Who are you, dare to meddle with me?"

The old monk didn't answer, but said: "This is at the foot of Qingxian Mountain, if Qingxian City knows that you are doing anything here, I am afraid that your Excellency will have a hard time in the future." ”

The man said with disdain: "What is Qingxian City, it just depends on the number of people." Don't say much, old bald donkey, let me the boy as soon as he knows him. ”

The old monk said: "Amitabha, the monks are compassionate, and the old man can't watch this child being poisoned by you." ”

The man said angrily: "What a thief, you are looking for death." With his words, in the purple-blue mist that had been circling, a deep purple-blue light flashed in it, and in an instant, around this small shrine temple, the yin wind was fierce, and the ghostly aura was strong.

"Ten Thousand Ghost Flags!" the old monk's face suddenly appeared angry, "Evil obstacles, you dare to cultivate such an evil thing that has lost its conscience and harmed the world, and I will never spare you today." ”

The hoarse voice sneered, but did not answer, only heard a whistling, and the purple and blue light was flourishing.

"Boom!" a voice pierced the air.

The 'Ten Thousand Ghost Flags' were already in mid-air, the smell of fishy was great, and a two-zhang long purple-blue banner was quickly raised.

Suddenly, from the 'Ten Thousand Ghost Flags', there was a terrible ghost cry, as if there were countless resentful spirits crying for their lives, and there was a faint sound of bones rattling, which made people frightened.

"Thief, suffer death!" the man in the purple-blue mist snapped.

"Whew!" I saw a ghost-like demon suddenly emerge from the purple-blue 'Ten Thousand Ghost Flag' flag.

A hideous grimace with three horns on its head, four eyes, and fangs.

"Brush!" four flashes, and all four eyes on the grimace suddenly opened.

"Wow~~~!", he turned into an entity, rushed out from the flag, and hit the old monk with an incomparably bloody ghostly aura.

The anger on the old monk's face became even heavier, knowing that the more powerful this 'Ten Thousand Ghost Flag' became, the more innocent people would inevitably be killed during the cultivation process.

The old monk looked at the majesty of the 'Ten Thousand Ghost Flags' in front of him, and secretly wanted to refine it into such a powerful way, but he was afraid that he would have to sacrifice the flags with the blood of more than a few hundred people.

I was furious in my heart: "This wicked man has really lost his conscience!"

Seeing that the ghost and demon thing was about to rush in front of him, the old monk did not let go of the child Liu Tian under his ribs, but just used his right hand holding the jasper rosary to draw a circle in the void in front of him, and knotted the Buddha Gate Tianlong Seal with one hand, and the five fingers were bent and extended, and the jasper rosary faintly flashed pure blue light.

In a moment, a large pure blue roulette wheel was summoned in front of him, with a golden light.

"Dying, horn moo!"

"Tianlong Falun!" the old monk shouted.

"Whew, whew, whew~~~!" The big pure blue roulette wheel that kept spinning rushed away.

"Boom!" and confronted the ghost in mid-air.

"Little trick, also to sell" The old monk did not finish speaking, and suddenly his whole body was shocked, only to feel that his right hand was holding the child Liu Tian, and his wrist was bitten by a foreign object, and a tingling feeling immediately traveled all over his body, and his eyes were dark, and the * wheel in mid-air was shaky.