Text Chapter 232: Danxia Palace (Fifty-one)
"But..." Xu Yangyi took a deep breath and raised his head suddenly: "I must look inside your monk's robe first!"
"That is, where is the end of the chain that is connected to the demon king and belongs to you?"
"If it is held by your hand, I will do as you said immediately. If not..." Xu Yangyi did not move forward, but took a step back cautiously: "Junior, I am sorry that I cannot obey you."
Dead silence, dead silence.
The calmness in the old monk's eyes gradually faded, replaced by a hint of gloom. With great solemnity.
"Hahaha!" The crazy laughter of the green-clothed woman finally sounded again: "Mr. Wuchang! You can deceive the world, but how can you deceive people's hearts?!"
Mr. Wuchang?
Everyone looked at the old monk in astonishment, and he still looked neither sad nor happy. His eyes regained calm again.
"Senior..." Fahui took a breath of cold air. In Buddhism, there has never been a man named after a certain man. In other words...
Everyone has been deceived!
This man is definitely not a monk! He is just using this appearance!
"That's ridiculous." The old monk finally spoke, as if he could see what everyone was thinking. He said calmly: "I am indeed a monk. And for hundreds of years, my heart has not changed. "
After he said this, he stopped looking at the Dharma Assembly and looked deeply at Xu Yangyi. After a long time, he said: "How did you know?"
What did he know? What happened? Everyone, at this moment, felt that Xu Yangyi was full of mystery. A leader of an A-level legion... and just a seed, how could he be related to such a place?
Xu Yangyi did not avoid or answer at all. Instead, he bowed to the green-clothed woman: "May I ask, senior, are you and this senior really unable to move at all?"
"I dare to swear a great oath..." The green-clothed woman looked at the old monk as if he were a dead man, but smiled at Xu Yangyi: "I... and this bald donkey have been restraining each other for nearly a thousand years. His realm is not as good as mine, but he is just relying on the magic circle laid by the predecessors. Neither of us... can move. We can't even release our spiritual energy."
Xu Yangyi pondered for a moment, and in full view of the crowd, he stepped on the chasing skylark and rushed up quickly!
"Captain!" "Junior brother?" "Yang Yu! What are you doing!" Everyone exclaimed. But Xu Yangyi waved his hand to stop them.
"There is something... I can't feel at ease if I don't take a look." He stared at the old monk with a lake-like expression: "Don't worry, I will never let anyone out."
When the old monk appeared, he already had a guess in his heart.
The Sky Chaser rose rapidly, and the closer it got to the old monk, the more his Sky Chaser seemed to be trapped in a quagmire. Going forward was like facing a thousand tides. Going back, he couldn't go back at all, as if a hand was pulling him.
The old monk didn't move at all, standing still in the air. At this moment, he was like a Buddha sitting cross-legged in the clouds. Xu Yangyi felt deeply that the thousands of miles around the old monk had turned into a terrifying quagmire. It was not that the other party was cruising to resist his approach, but a natural instinct that was rejecting his approach!
"Hmph!" At this moment, a cold snort sounded. Around him, it was as if the water was separated. His eyes flashed, and he immediately drove the Sky Chaser straight towards the old monk.
"Is this the power of a high-level cultivator?" Xu Yangyi stopped the magic weapon beside the other party. Even he couldn't help sweating at this moment.
What realm is this? Without spiritual power and spiritual pressure, the flesh alone can make oneself in a dilemma! Let the magic weapon given to him by the Jindan ancestor not be used!
"I'm sorry, junior." He took several deep breaths. The closer he got to the other person, the closer he felt to a huge mountain. He was just a pedestrian at the foot of the mountain. The feeling of majesty was indescribable... If he hadn't felt it himself, it would be hard to imagine.
His hand approached the other person's tattered monk's robe. At this moment, the old monk finally spoke: "Amitabha... Donor, think twice before you act."
"Young man, don't worry. Although I don't know what you want to see... just open it. I guarantee you will be safe!" The green-clothed woman sneered and said.
Xu Yangyi nodded, and with a determined heart, he lifted the monk's robe!
"Here..." "This is..." "What the hell is going on?!"
The awake people below all saw it all! They couldn't believe it was true!
The chain sank into the old monk's sleeves. Everyone thought that the other end was held in his hand. But it wasn't!
That end... pierced deeply into the old monk's body! Forming a strange restriction! It also emitted golden light!
This is not a one-way confinement of the green fish, but... a chain that confines two people! The old monk is not suppressing the green fish himself, but he can't leave at all! Because he is also suppressed here!
Xu Yangyi's eyes flashed, and he immediately retreated dozens of meters.
These two people... are not as simple as an old monk who is compassionate and cares about the people and a big monster.
"How did you know?" After a long silence, the old monk finally asked.
Xu Yangyi pondered for a moment and took out a shell from his arms. That was the shell of the ancient fur scroll that was sealed by the Mingshen family and then unsealed again!
"If... the senior's pliers didn't come out of the water just now, I would never think so." Xu Yangyi looked at the old monk vigilantly: "The color of the senior's shell is exactly the same as this shell."
He turned his head and looked at the woman: "Senior, I'm afraid you don't know that this shell brought me into a fantasy. Someone left a sentence... The sentence is... I'm at the bottom of Danxia Palace, save me!"
The Ten Thousand Water Demon King's eyes flickered, and he looked at the old monk with undisguised murderous intent.
"Since then, this junior has speculated that there may be two people at the bottom of Danxia Palace. And the appearance of this sentence means that the person who left this sentence is definitely not the opponent who exists at the bottom of Danxia Palace. He... is definitely It's impossible to suppress that person by yourself, as you said. So..." He cautiously walked away tens of meters again and shook his head: "Junior... I don't believe every word that senior just said!"
"Amitabha..." The old monk finally opened his eyes slightly, looked at Xu Yangyi with a smile, and nodded: "Those who are observant of details are talented..."
"Senior..." Fa Hui was also completely stunned. He would never have thought that Xu Yangyi still had a piece of carapace in his hand. Not to mention that based on this piece of carapace, he would dare to tease the tiger's beard on the body of a high-level monk!
"who are you?"
Silence, deathly silence.
After a long time, the old monk spoke again.
"Poor monk, his name is Fahai."
"That message was sent by the poor monk. But for some reason, it stayed inside Danxia Palace."
"What?!" "Fahai?!" "How is this possible!" "Oh my god...did I hear it wrong?"
Fang Fang stood up from the lotus leaf with a "crack" sound, but his body went limp and he immediately fell down. His eyes looked directly at the old monk: "Fahai... Fahai? The one in the legend of the White Snake?" Fa Hai? An eminent monk from the Song Dynasty!”
The whole body was shaking with excitement during the ceremony. These two words, seemingly calm, immediately made all the mistakes just now self-defeating!
Fahai...Fahai! Yes! According to legend, Fa Hai finally hid in a crab, and the crab’s other name is the Intestinal Young Master! !
It is precisely because of this that a pair of pliers reached into the sky just now and grabbed the herring!
"Junior Dharma Assembly...Songshan Shaolin Buddha, pay homage to seniors!" Without any hesitation, the Dharma assembly bowed to the ground and bowed down.
However, no one was as shocked as Xu Yangyi!
Another mystery was solved. At the bottom of Danxia Palace, the "I" who saved me turned out to be Fa Hai!
So...this herring...
He didn't want to think about it at all! Because, this answer is too incredible!
He glanced at the Ten Thousand Waters Demon King calmly. This time, he didn't even refute!
This old monk turned out to be Fa Hai!
"Donor, now you know...why the poor monk is unwilling to reveal the truth, right?" Fahai sighed, looked at Xu Yangyi and said: "Back then, Bai Suzhen fought with the poor monk's perfume, and the responsibility lies with the poor monk. The retribution is not good, the poor monk cultivates In order to achieve this retribution, I will go here voluntarily and live forever in Qingyang."
"Hahahaha!" The Demon King of Ten Thousand Waters looked up to the sky and laughed: "Old Bald Donkey, you are really good at telling jokes!"
Fa Hai looked deeply at the Ten Thousand Waters Demon King: "The donors can make their own judgments about whether it is true or false."
"Dear donors, please listen to the poor monk tell you a story."
"A very long... very long story... a story that spans thousands of years..."
"Very good..." The woman in green suppressed her wild laughter and looked at the other party with murderous intent: "I also want to know...how you found this place back then."
Fahai's expression was calm and he clasped his hands together: "Amitabha...
"Three thousand and six hundred years ago..." Fa Hai finally had a touch of emotion in his eyes. That's the vicissitudes of life.
"There was a herring in the Weishui River. At that time, there were countless strange things in the river. There were all kinds of monsters that became spirits... The Seven Monsters of Meishan and the Three Monsters of Xuanyuan Tomb, these are all famous monster cultivators. There is also an innate spiritual being that is born with the sky. This fish has not yet developed its spiritual intelligence and floats in the Wei River every day... Donor, what are you surprised about? "
Hearing this sentence, everyone's face showed an expression of disbelief. They gasped and looked at each other.
Xu Yangyi took a deep breath, his heart beating fast. He gritted his teeth and asked his first question: "Dare I ask senior, does the Battle of the Gods... really have this history?"
This question...he must ask!
Cultivation, what is it for?
Live forever and be at ease!
But... Jindan Zhenren is only four hundred years old, and the legendary Yuanying Zhenjun, who has long since disappeared, has a lifespan of eight hundred years! Eight hundred years later, there is still a handful of loess!
Only one thing... an extremely ancient legend, something that has long been called a myth, can last forever in the world! Through countless epochs!
Immortal!
Becoming an immortal and ascending in the daytime is the tireless pursuit of every monk and even every emperor!
Once the Battle of the Gods really exists... then it will be enough to prove that... there are immortals in this world! More divine! !
Although they are missing now, they once existed! It definitely existed! The Three Demons of Xuanyuan Tomb, Erlang God Yang Jian, Taishang Laojun... these are not fabrications!
In the world of spiritual practice...he himself will have real pursuits! Even...the entire practice world will be rewritten because of this!