Chapter 372 All four walls are leaking the evil wind

Chapter 372 All four walls are leaking the evil wind

"No need, Vice General Zhang ordered not to reveal his secrets. If you encounter his secrets, I won't care about your life. Besides, if Vice General Zhang doesn't take action, your cousin and the others won't know that we are the ones who told the truth." Demi, naturally he will not retaliate against us father and son. Let’s just pretend that nothing has happened and go back to the room to sleep peacefully. Maybe when we wake up, there will be good news,” Mr. Fang said solemnly, as he called Wei Peining. Also changed it back.

Young Master Fang thought for a moment that this was indeed the case, but then he said something: "Dad, you said in the Taoist scriptures, the end of the law comes, and the saint comes out, does it refer to the purple cloud just now?" The voice was slightly soft. Some tremors.

Master Fang glared: "What nonsense are you talking about! Absolutely impossible! Go back and go to sleep!" His tone was extremely stern, but it was more like he was stern but he was angry.

Young Master Fang sighed, said nothing, and went back to their rooms with Master Fang to wash up and sleep.

After lying down, the eldest young master of the Fang family tossed and turned for a long time, waking up his wife several times. It was not until midnight that he fell asleep in a daze. He dreamed that he was walking in the darkness, and suddenly an evil ghost popped out. The long tongue, the claw-like hands, and the tops were green and black, rushed towards him.

He dodged left and right, and was about to run back, but his ankle tightened, and he lost his balance, almost falling to the ground. When he looked down, he saw that there were many arms on the ground, and his ankle was touched by one of the pale hands. Caught, hard to open.

Before he could react, the evil spirit pounced on him and strangled his neck. He was in great pain, could not breathe smoothly, and gradually became dizzy. Then he watched the evil spirit throw him up and land on a Tasting the extreme pain in the hot oil pan, he couldn't help but let out a scream, his heart was broken, and he fell into eternal darkness.

His wife heard her husband scream in her sleep and woke up in fright. She turned around and saw her husband sitting up suddenly and looking straight ahead.

"Mr. sir? Did you have a nightmare?" She pushed Young Master Fang, but Young Master Fang fell down with his eyes bulging and a look of intense fear on his face, as if he had been frightened to death.

She trembled and touched his nostrils, then let out a shrill scream.

Late at night, there were also screams coming from another courtyard.

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In the small courtyard where Wei Peining was, Shi Xuan was lying on the small bed with his eyes closed, adjusting his breath, and practicing Taoism. Suddenly his consciousness moved and he sensed what was happening in the distance, so he curled up a smile. The opportunity came.

After Shi Xuan quietly entered the world of Yuan Mang, he began to look for a fetus with strong luck. After all, what he wanted to do, even if there was no rejection, would easily be backlashed by his own world. He had to find a reincarnation with strong luck. It can also ward off disasters, and when things are done, they will probably be offset in two.

While passing through Tiannan Province, Shi Xuan discovered a young novice monk with extremely good luck. He thought that Wu Yan's method needed the cooperation of Buddhist monks, so he followed them to southern Xinjiang, waiting for an opportunity to kidnap the young novice monk. While looking for a pregnant woman.

When passing by Jiyi Town, Shi Xuan turned into purple clouds and flew through the air. He suddenly discovered that the fetus in the belly of Wei Pei Ning in the ruined temple had luck that was not inferior to that of the little novice Hui Yuan. In addition, they were from the Taoist lineage. He was a good candidate for reincarnation, so Shi Xuan left a mark on the little novice monk Huiyuan, and he waited in Jiyi Town for the opportunity to be reincarnated.

But what Shi Xuan sensed now was the panic coming from the mark on Hui Yuan's body.

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On the edge of the wild forest, there is a ruined temple. It was built here when Buddhism was still at its peak. Unfortunately, now that Buddhism has declined and monsters are rampant, the temple is in dilapidated condition. The Buddha statues inside have collapsed and collapsed. , the four walls are full of holes. If the roof above the head is not intact, it cannot even serve as a shelter from the rain.

Listening to the sound of rain outside the temple, the old monk Keats touched half of the golden Buddha statue with a sigh on his face, as if facing Hui Yuan beside him, or as if he was talking to himself: "In those days, I had one person and one bowl. Facing many monsters, he finally built this Zen forest on the edge of this wild giant forest, and he also broke through to the realm of body consciousness. Unexpectedly, in just five hundred years, this temple would come to an end just like Lao Na." There was nostalgia in his tone. There is also the pain of going through vicissitudes of life.

Huiyuan looked at the dilapidated hall in front of him curiously: "Master, is this the temple built by your old man?"

Keats nodded: "I built it brick by brick, hand by hand, but unfortunately it has been abandoned for a long time."

Seeing that Huiyuan still had some youthful innocence left in his face, Keats felt a faint pain in his heart, "If my Arhat's golden body hadn't been broken, and Huiyuan was in the stage of laying the foundation and had to practice in the world, why would he risk going through this world? On the edge of the wild forest, you can go to the land of southern Xinjiang and hide in the mountains to practice. As long as you don't establish a sect, build a temple, and recruit disciples, the world is so vast that the court will not be able to find it!"

While thinking this, he touched Huiyuan's head: "I have hurt you and made you suffer so much."

Huiyuan smiled naively: "What the hell! If it hadn't been for Master, you, the old man, to take Huiyuan in, Huiyuan would have starved to death on the streets. There is no need to endure hardship."

Keats laughed at himself inwardly. If he hadn't seen that Huiyuan's bones were very good and he was a good material for practicing Buddhist techniques. How could he have taken in a little beggar when he had too much time to take care of himself: "Okay, let's rest." , I have to go on my way tomorrow morning. "Hey, this wild giant forest is very dangerous. Even on the edge, there are some monsters that my master and disciples can't resist. Fortunately, I can only go around this section of the journey for one day, and walk a little further tomorrow. You can wear it out and embark on a safe road to southern Xinjiang.

Huiyuan was young, had poor physical strength, and had long been exhausted. After listening to the master's words, he huddled in front of the fire and fell asleep. Although Keats's cultivation was abolished, his physical body was as strong as an ordinary martial artist due to the influence of his body consciousness, so he could barely hold on to stay vigil after he was on his way.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, making a whining sound. From time to time in the surrounding jungle, there were shrill roars of monsters, which made the ruined temple extremely quiet. The red flames of the fire made Keats It seems like I have returned to my youth, the days when I first came out of Feilaiyuan and walked in the world. The flying, joyful and heroic days at that time. Time is like water, leaving only old age and pain.

Just as Keats was remembering the past, the night wind changed and became quiet. The roars of monsters that had been coming one after another stopped. However, the wind became colder and colder, as if it had suddenly turned from midsummer to cold winter, even if there was a fire. To keep warm, Huiyuan also woke up from the cold and looked at the master in confusion: "Master, it's so cold."

Keats, on the other hand, looked at the outside of the temple with a serious face, and said word for word: "A harmful monster has come to the door." It seemed that at least it was a pill-forming monster, a former golden-bodied Arhat, and he still had this knowledge.

As if to match Keats's words, the night wind changed again, becoming filled with powerful black demonic energy, whistling in from the holes in the broken walls on all sides.

The demonic energy gathered in front of the fire and transformed into an old man in green. His face was covered with pimples, and he looked ferocious and terrifying. He sat beside the fire with a smile, looking at Keats and the man who was obviously frightened. Huiyuan, with his appearance, the temperature in the entire temple dropped a few points again.

Keats knew that with his current state of cultivation, he could not compete with this powerful monster. He could not even resist the opponent's blow. He only had one hope in his heart, to see if he could find an opportunity to send Huiyuan away. He said calmly: " I wonder if the donor can give me, my master and my apprentice, any advice?" He was not surprised by the appearance of the man in green. He has seen hundreds of monsters in his life, and there are quite a few who like to transform into strange shapes.

The man in green chuckled twice: "I smelled a strong scent of human flesh from a distance, which aroused my hunger. I was wondering what was going on, so I came over to take a look. It turned out to be a useless person. It’s no wonder that the aroma of the meat is much stronger than that of ordinary people. I eat a lot of meat, but I have never eaten Arhat meat. I wonder if it is particularly delicious and chewy?” of greed.

Keats did not expect that there would be a flaw in this aspect. He was really dumbfounded. Some monsters have special abilities and hobbies that make it impossible to guard against him. He sighed and said: "My little disciple is small and has little flesh. His cultivation level is low and his flesh quality is not good." Beautiful, please be kind to the donor.

The man in green clothes glanced at Huiyuan, curled his lips and said, "I am going to take him back and let him practice well, and then eat him when he is strong enough."

Keats held the rosary in his hand and said calmly: "Although I am no longer cultivated, I still have the power to self-destruct. Please don't push people too hard."

The man in Tsing Yi licked his lips regretfully: "If I had known that I wouldn't be so nonsense, I would just come in and devour you two. However, a body that is not filled with fear and fearful emotions is not delicious enough, but what do you think, old monk? Will I not prevent this?"

Keats's face changed slightly. It turned out that he had been caught by the cold wind just now. He raised his heart, closed his mouth, and began to recite Buddhist scriptures. The rosary beads were so inconspicuous that even the man in green didn't notice anything unusual. A golden light with many swastikas shone on the man in green, freezing him for an instant.

At the same time, Keats burst out with powerful force and threw Huiyuan out of the temple through the hole. He jumped on him, and a broken golden Arhat statue appeared behind him, which was shattered in the raging golden flames.

"Is your Arhat's golden body not completely broken?" the monster roared in its consciousness.

Keats didn't answer. He hugged the monster. The raging golden flames enveloped the golden body, the flesh body and the monster. He thought in his heart that if the Arhat's golden body was completely broken, he would have died of old age long ago. How would he have the chance to become a cripple? I wanted to use words to deceive this little-experienced monster, and wait until Huiyuan escaped far away before using the last move of spontaneously burning his golden body. Unexpectedly, this monster didn't give him a chance at all, so I had to take risks, hoping to kill the monster. , so that he cannot pursue Huiyuan.