Guarding the prison for thirty years: Exiting the land sword fairy

The ban was broken and the door was wide open.

A burly middle-aged man bathed in Buddha's light appeared at the door, with his hands clasped together, a green radish fan pinned to his waist, and the Buddha's power surged around him violently.

"True lessons?" Wang Hao said in a low voice.

Muscles were tense, and regardless of the injuries on his body, he stood up quickly and held the blood-drinking sword beside him.

Like an enemy!

"Oops! One left, another one comes!" Liu San wailed.

Looking at the great monk in front of him with strong breath and in the strongest state, his eyes were full of despair.

"Give it a go!" Ziyang said in a deep voice.

His expression was solemn, and his eyes were full of determination.

Without hesitation, he took out the jade sleeping pillow again and held it in his hands like a brick, aggressively.

"Everyone, what happened here?" Monk Zhenjian asked in confusion.

Step out.

Fearless of the broken restraining power in the room, the figure appeared in front of them.

"If you want to fight, fight!" Wang Hao said with a cold face.

With sharp eyes, he tried his best to stimulate the murderous aura that had just recovered in his body, and said coldly: "There is no need to pretend here..."

What can I do.

The body was seriously injured and could not bear the power of ultimate murderous aura.

"Pfft~"

Blood splattered, wounds exploded, and the unhealed body was severely injured again.

Injury after injury!

His body shook violently, and he couldn't even stand still.

If it weren't for Ziyang's sharp eyesight and quick hands, he stepped forward to give him a hand, and almost fell on the ruins.

With a nervous expression, he said with concern: "Fellow Wang, your injury is still unhealed, so don't use your true energy!"

"Amitabha, I have no malicious intentions!" Monk Zhenjian said with a wry smile.

Sensing the hostility shown by the other three, he immediately explained: "The old man obeyed Tian Qi's benefactor and went to the exit to arrange a formation to prevent the exit from being blocked, but who knows that the old man just went out, Tian Qi's benefactor triggered the export ban, The old monk is blocking the door."

In the middle of speaking, he frowned slightly, and found that there was no one missing in the field, and asked: "By the way, where is Tian Qi benefactor?"

As soon as the words came out.

Liu San ran away in an instant.

He was more emotional than anyone else, his face was ferocious, his eyes burst out with strong hatred, and he roared: "Don't mention Tian Qi to us, that dog is not human at all, he is a big devil!"

Leaning on the ground, looking mad, he vented the anger and resentment in his heart: "He is the Qixian Venerable of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and he wants to kill us all!"

"What? Tian Qi benefactor is a devil?!" Monk Zhenjian was shocked.

Eyes wide open, with an expression of disbelief on his face, he said to himself: "Why didn't I notice the fluctuation of the devil energy in him?"

Knowing the face but not the heart!
It's hard to imagine that that naive and fat Taoist priest would be the well-known Venerable Seven Strings of the Tianmo Sect.

He really is a sinister and treacherous big devil!
"Zhenjian, do you have a junior named Pudu?" Wang Hao asked.

He didn't let his guard down because of his explanation.

"Xiao Wang, your current physical condition does not allow you to cast [Earth Golden Light] at all..." Jin Peng said via voice transmission.

Standing on his shoulders, with his small head pressed against his ear, he whispered: "Do you need my help, as long as [-] top-quality spirit stones, I can help you escape."

"You are blackmailing!" Wang Hao said angrily.

Glaring angrily, he turned his head and glared at him, and secretly reprimanded: "I don't have so many top-quality spirit stones on me."

"[-] top-grade spirit stones for one life, I think this deal is worth it!" Jin Peng chuckled.

"Amitabha, Wang Benefactor knows Pudu?" Monk Zhenjian asked in surprise.

Regarding his questioning, he did not directly deny it, but anxiously asked about the whereabouts of the other party, with a happy face: "I don't know where he is now?"

"Pudu was imprisoned in Daxia Prison!" Wang Hao frowned.

But who knows.

After hearing this answer, Monk Zhenjian not only didn't get angry, but put his hands together, showing a relieved expression.

Lowering his head and eyes, he said to himself: "It's good, it's a good home for him!"

Immediately.

Sighing, he explained slowly: "This old man is the abbot of the Western Regions' Secret Zen School. He came down the mountain this time to capture Pudu, an abandoned disciple from our monastery, and prevent him from killing innocent people indiscriminately and creating endless killing karma..."

"Since he was arrested in Daxia, maybe this is the punishment that the Buddha gave him!"

"Didn't you come to me to avenge the Purdue Monk?" Wang Hao asked back.

heard.

Monk Zhenjian showed suspicion on his face, he looked at him for no reason, and asked, "Friend Wang Daoist, why did you say that?"

"This is the first time I met you, I have no grievances or enmities, why do I want to seek revenge from you?"

"I am the prison judge of Daxia Town, and I personally imprisoned the Pudu demon monk into the prison." Wang Hao said directly.

Listening to his self-introduction of his family, Monk Zhenjian was emotionally stable and did not react excessively.

Instead, with a calm expression, he looked at him with palms folded, bowed and said: "Amitabha, I thank the judge in advance. If it weren't for your arrest of Pudu, many innocent people in the world may have suffered misfortune."

Paused.

With a sincere look in his eyes, he proclaimed the Buddha's name: "My Buddha is merciful, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda!"

see.

Zi Yang stepped forward and reminded: "Brother Wang, we may be misled by the Seven Strings Demon..."

Frowning slightly, staring at Zhen Jian's sincere expression on the other side, he said firmly: "It doesn't look like he is lying."

A false alarm!
It was all a misunderstanding!

"Huh~ I was scared to death, I almost thought it was doomed!" Liu San let out a long breath, and immediately let go of his hanging heart.

After that, Monk Zhenjian learned about everything that happened here.

With a loud shout, the voice was like Hong Zhong: "The Seven Strings Devil is really vicious in his thoughts and cruel in his methods!"

With his help, everyone was quickly transferred and left this dilapidated storage room.

All the way non-stop, did not dare to stay too much.

The vibration in the Artifact Refining Pavilion continued, and the bans in other rooms were all rioting.

At this time, this place has completely turned into a murderous place.

It wasn't until they rushed out of the Artifact Refining Pavilion that Wang Hao and the others narrowly escaped death.

Meeting them next will be an injury that is difficult to heal.

Seeing that Wang Hao escaped safely, Jin Peng felt very disappointed, and the [-] top-grade spirit stones were ruined like this.

Looking at his bruised body, he rolled his eyes, and immediately made a decision in his heart: "Xiao Wang, your injury has already affected the essence of your body, and the general treatment methods can't heal at all..."

"only you……"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Hao directly interrupted his next words and refused: "Don't talk, I don't have a spirit stone."

Turn around and walk towards the opposite lush forest with difficulty.

He found a place with lush vegetation and sat down cross-legged.

"Withered trees bring spring!"

Apart from anything else, he directly mobilized his skills to heal his injuries.

Seeing this, Ziyang and Liu San followed suit one after another, racing against time to recover from their injuries.

Monk Zhenjian clasped his hands together and sat down on the side, without saying a word, silently protecting the Dharma for them.

The grass and trees swayed and rustled.

The immortal energy in the secret realm boiled violently, and the situation changed color, producing astonishing movements.

Under Jin Peng's astonished gaze, the aura of vegetation surged out, forming tornadoes of immortal energy in the air and injecting them into Wang Hao's body.

The wounds on the body surface are repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Amazing speed!

Opening his mouth wide, he stared at him, his eyes full of disbelief, and said in astonishment: "No way! Even the original injury can be recovered?"