The young monk has returned to secular life

Humpty Dumpty's timidity gave Yi Zhen a chance to show off.

Qijie is the Buddhist "stage name" he gave himself.

This seat is the prefix for his pretentiousness.

No one in the world claims to be "I" because they are not worthy, let alone dare not.

Therefore, anyone who dares to call himself "I" is somewhat of a fairy.

A monk as shameless and bold as Yizhen is the only one in the world.

In fact, he was bragging like this because he wanted to find out the background of these four men in black, commonly known as "false confessions."

Since they know about the Earthly Immortal Realm, they must not be ordinary people. If they let out some immortal energy, they may have miraculous effects.

Sure enough, when he heard Yi Zhen calling himself, the short fat man was obviously panicked.

"You...are you from the Holy Sky Buddha Kingdom?"

Yizhen said calmly: "Amitabha, since you have guessed my identity, why not actually recruit me?"

The short fat man's eyes kept rolling, and his hands were rubbed together nervously.

Suddenly, he shouted: "No, how could a Buddha who came from the Holy Heaven Buddha Kingdom be tainted with women? You are clearly trying to deceive me."

Facing his doubts, Yi Zhen just smiled: "If I don't use Princess Mu as a cover, how can I get close to you?"

"What? You...you have been targeting us for a long time?" the short fat man said in surprise.

The reason why he firmly believed in Yi Zhen's words at this moment was because Monk Zhizun's Earthly Immortal Realm could not be faked.

No one in the world knows about the Immortal Realm. Without the help of gods, immortals and Buddhas from the Immortal Realm or the Holy Heaven and the Underworld, no one can enter the Immortal Realm.

Now that Yizhen has "self-revealed his identity", he has completely solved the "doubts" in his heart.

When Yizhen saw him entering the urn, he secretly laughed in his heart.

He nodded gently and sighed: "I have been here for eighteen years, and today I finally got everyone and everything. It's time to go back and deliver the goods."

Yi Zhen lamented that he completely broke down the inner defense of the short fat man, and he said angrily: "Our fairy world and your Holy Heaven Buddha Kingdom have always been in harmony with each other, why do you meddle in others' affairs?

Bald donkey, this Liangzi and I have become friends with you. We will meet again in the mountains and rivers, let’s wait and see! "

After saying that, he transported all the inner energy in front of him and formed a bright yellow ball.

There are traces of lightning flashing around the ball, which looks very scary.

Yi Zhen felt a wave of emotion in his heart, but his face was calm and confused.

He stared at the short fat man with a playful look on his face, as if to say: Stop struggling pointlessly.

However, to everyone's surprise, after the short fat man carried the ball to the limit, he did not hit it towards Yizhen, but shouted: "This little bald donkey comes from the Holy Sky Buddha Kingdom, be careful!"

Bang!

As soon as the words fell, he blew himself up.

Everyone else was confused, and Yizhen was also confused.

"Damn it, are you thinking so hard?"

Yi Zhen didn't expect that he had gone too far and frightened the short fat man into committing suicide.

He sighed secretly: "You threw the ball over, maybe you scared me away?"

Just when he was blaming himself and preparing to recite sutras to atone for his sins, he found a ray of yellow light rising from the pool of blood.

This ray of yellow light slowly gathered in the sunlight, and then turned into the bright yellow ball again, suspended in mid-air.

And inside this round ball, there is actually a pocket-sized version of Humpty Dumpty.

"What the hell, what's going on?"

He slowly came to the ball and circled around it.

The "little fat man" in the ball also followed him around.

He also sneered coldly: "Little bald donkey, you didn't expect that, did you?"

Yi Zhen nodded in shock and murmured: "I really didn't expect it.

Are you considered dead or not? "

The little fat man laughed and said, "Of course he's not dead..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped talking, and his expression turned into one of extreme fear.

"You...how can you still see me when you are in mortal form?"

Yi Zhen was a little surprised by what he said. He said blankly: "Should I not be able to see you?"

The little fat man affirmed: "Of course, you shouldn't see me!"

Yi Zhen looked around with some confusion.

Zhizun and Mei Chaofeng were obviously a little surprised by Yizhen's behavior.

On the other hand, Mu Yunqing and Qingmei were no longer surprised because they had long been accustomed to Yi Zhen's magic.

Mu Yunqing also took the initiative to explain: "Did you see the soul of that short fat man?

What we can't see. "

Mei Chaofeng also shook his head and said: "I only saw a pile of meat paste, and nothing else."

Their words immediately aroused Yi Zhen's curiosity: The sun was shining brightly, and this little fat man was not Meng Jiang, how could he gather his soul?

He couldn't help but tap the ball suspended in the air with his hand. If he could feel it, it was definitely not a soul.

"Huh? It's amazing.

What on earth is this? "

His operation completely shocked the little fat man inside.

"You... you can not only see me, but... you can also touch me?"

Yi Zhen found it very funny, and he said with a smile: "I am awesome, right?"

Unexpectedly, the little fat man spat at him in the ball and said regretfully: "You are so awesome!

I've finally fallen into your trap. "

Yizhen asked: "How?"

The little fat man cursed: "You don't even know the body of the Nascent Soul, and you still dare to pretend to be a holy god or a Buddha. Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"

Only then did Yi Zhen realize that he had exposed his flaw.

He murmured: "The body of the Nascent Soul? It turns out that what is said in the novel is not all lies. The gods really have the Nascent Soul."

"Nonsense!" The little fat man regained his arrogant expression, "You ignorant bald donkey.

It scared me to death. Damn it, it would be embarrassing to tell anyone. "

He said angrily: "Releasing my three immortal friends now, or we will kill you when we return to the immortal world."

He said this as if letting them go would erase their grievances.

Yi Zhen patted his chest exaggeratedly: "I'm so scared."

Then, he asked curiously: "Since you are real gods, why can't you defeat us mortals in the fairyland?"

The little fat man said angrily: "Are you stupid?

This is the human world, and without the spirit of immortality, our immortal magic cannot be used at all.

Otherwise, let alone you, even that old bald donkey can't be stabbed to death by my finger. "

"That's not right," Yi Zhen said doubtfully, "I heard that the real person Linghe has also been to the human world. She can cast immortal magic."

"Are you stupid?" The little fat man became even more angry, "Zhenren Linghe is an immortal monarch. She directly descended to the world with her immortal body. Of course she can perform immortal magic."

"Oh?" Yi Zhen blinked and asked in a low voice: "You are not immortals. Did you sneak into the lower world?"

"We..." Little Dumpty only said two words before he responded, "Want to trick me?

Do you think I would tell you?

Don't ask around if you have nothing to do. Knowing too much will do you no good.

If you are wise, let us go immediately and don't make me angry. "

Yi Zhen showed a harmless smile and said softly: "I have never seen a god get angry. Why don't you send it to me for a look."