Merchant of Otherworlds

Chapter 195 The Dialogue between the Monk and the Demon
After walking through this passage like hell, the messenger finally saw the Lord, and saw a man in white clothes; the monk, who was about forty years old, was sitting on a big chair, and saw the messenger After he came in, he didn't say much; he directly ordered: "Tell me everything about your mission this time."

The messenger, who knew well the benefits of the person above, did not dare to hide anything; so he told the whole story of how he discussed with Wang Erniu; when Yu Ling came in and easily cut off his arm; people listen.

When he heard that Rain Spirit was able to make the courier lose consciousness for a short time, the monk above couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he threw down the courier who was kneeling below; he went to think about other things on his own.

There are no exercises that can temporarily lose consciousness; even this monk knows no less than ten exercises that can do this.But these exercises can only make people whose cultivation level is much lower than his own lose consciousness, even people with similar cultivation level can't make the enemy unconscious like Rain Spirit.But now that Yu Ling has lightly made the messenger he sent lose consciousness, and it seems that the two of them have almost the same level of cultivation. If this is the case, then what kind of heaven-defying skills he cultivated!

Thinking that Rain Spirit might be practicing a heaven-defying technique that he didn't know about, even if he knew that he couldn't touch Rain Spirit now; Let go of this greed.

After the monk came back to his senses, seeing the messenger was still kneeling there, he couldn't help but waved his hand and said, "Get back first!"

The messenger should have quit after hearing this, but I don't know if it was because he wanted revenge too much; or he was angry at what the man in white said before, and heard the monk's words; Asked: "May I ask when the Lord will repay that rain spirit?"

Maybe it was because of the messenger that the arm was cut off by the rain spirit!Regarding his rude behavior this time, the monk did not pursue it, but just waved his hand and said: "These things are not your business, go back and recuperate well! Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask; this is the rule of this seat; You won't forget it! For the sake of your newly broken arm; this time I will forgive you, if there is a next time, I will definitely kill you!"

Hearing the monk's words; the messenger thought that his arm was broken now, even if he recovered from the injury now, he might not be able to go any further.He couldn't help but asked desperately: "Of course the villain knows the Lord's rules; but the villain's arm was cut off by the rain spirit, which not only ruined the future of the villain, but also caused damage to the face of our 'guardian'." If you give him a slap, no matter how wrong the villain is, he is still a messenger sent by you; if he treats the villain like this, do you really just forget about it?"

Hearing what the messenger said, the monk couldn't help but feel angry. He grabbed the messenger's neck with one hand and lifted him up. He said harshly: "I have already given you this order. It's good for you to go over there." I'm trying to persuade you that you messed up the matter yourself. I spared you the punishment just because you lost an arm. I didn't expect that you didn't know how to advance or retreat. Since you still dare to make a noise here, do you really think that I can't Dare to kill you?"

When he was strangled by the cultivator, the messenger knew that he might die this time, but even if he died, he wanted to cause some trouble for the rain spirit.

So when the monk hadn't killed him, he mustered his last mouthful of immortal energy and shouted, "Are we still afraid of that rain spirit?" His voice was loud, but he wanted to convey it to within the entire palace.

There was a flash of pride in the monk's eyes, but it quickly turned from pride to anger. He cut off the messenger's neck, stared at the entrance and asked, "Is it necessary to set up a barrier in the door of this seat?" ?”

Just as the monk finished speaking, a western demon walked in from the outside, glanced at the messenger who had been killed by the monk, and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't make such small moves, even if the people below are dissatisfied; The Lord will also not let you touch that rain spirit. Now we are in a bad situation; maybe that rain spirit's ability is the only one that can help us, the master will never let you touch him .”

"Cut!" The monk snorted in dissatisfaction; then he said: "I just didn't notice that he still has the ability to scream again, but I didn't think as much as you thought. Besides, Rain Spirit is from the East. ;However, this seat will care more about his existence than you in the Western Demon Realm. And not only your master has such an account; the one above this seat also has such a request, how can this seat move him? ? You just need to rest assured."

Although he knew that the monk was telling lies with his eyes open, the demon couldn't fall out with him, so he could only say with a sullen face: "As long as you know, now is an emergency; the number of opponents is increasing. , the front is getting tighter and tighter; my Patriarch asked me to come over and ask, when will the thousand immortals promised by your fairy world depart?"

Hearing the devil's words, the monk was surprised and said, "Didn't it be agreed to be 300 years later? Why are you here now to ask for someone?"

He looked at the monk disdainfully; the devil said fiercely; "Do you think it's still the same? Now the frontlines don't know how many soldiers die every day; it's hard for us to replenish manpower, but the other side has a large number of new fighters every year. The five hundred arhats promised by the Buddhist world have already entered the battle, and only those in your fairy world are unwilling to send out people. You must know that if they break through our defense line; I am afraid that your fairy world will be the first to suffer. I have already brought it; I hope you can send troops as soon as possible." After speaking, the demon spread his wings and flew towards the sky.

The monk's face became very gloomy after the demon flew away. If a thousand immortals were placed in the past, he might have been sent to the battlefield without blinking an eye.But now that the war of thousands of years has been fought; all the immortals in his hands are now gone. If he sends another thousand immortals now, even those with potential will not be spared.Although I can't see anything now; but those immortals with potential will be the backbone of my side in the future. If they are all sent to the battlefield to die now, the strength of my own fairy world may fall far behind them in the future.

But is this kind of thing he can do in his own right?Not to mention that there are still people above him; even if there is no one above him, it is no longer up to him to decide whether to send troops or not!As long as this war is not over for a day; then he will sacrifice no matter how great he is, otherwise the entire fairy world will be lost; how can there be a future?
(End of this chapter)