It's just a game, why did you dig up my grave?

In the following time, while drinking, Yuchi Jingde explained in detail the incident of Zhang Xu leading people to dig out Lingyan Pavilion.

Although their spiritual imprints cannot leave there.

Moreover, it was disturbed by an unknown force and could not issue any prompts to the outside world.

But things happening nearby can still be sensed.

After listening to his story.

Chu Xuan's mood was extremely complicated.

"So, it was Zhang Xu who dug you out again?"

"Master, why did you say that again?"

"fine."

Chu Xuan shook his head.

"Besides the common utensils of the Twenty-Four Heroes, what else is placed in Lingyan Pavilion?"

"After your death, Master, Your Majesty was afraid that too many techniques would be lost when martial arts were restored more than a thousand years later.

So I ordered people to put some high-level skills into Lingyan Pavilion.

Maybe my Tang Dynasty cannot last forever.

But at least it can provide some help to future generations.

What we didn't expect was that martial arts would decline so drastically now.

The seal of the genetic lock has not been completely released.

Even the battle formation method of gathering the energy and blood of ordinary soldiers has been lost.

Fortunately you found it early.

Otherwise, in another hundred and eighty years, the spiritual imprints of many of us will dissipate.

By that time, the battle formation method they mastered will really be lost. "

"So the Tang Modao Mountain Formation I saw a few days ago was taught by you?"

"It's just a mere lack of talent."

It was rare for Yuchi Jingde to utter a sentence.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"I died early. I don't know. You can ask those who died later."

The man smiled awkwardly, embarrassed to ask further.

Sansan said.

"But I feel relieved when you are here, Master.

If those monsters dare to show up again, we will beat them up.

I heard that the current space cracks can only accommodate ninth-level monsters at most.

Your Jedi Heaven Power probably hasn’t completely expired yet. "

"No, but it will be soon.

There is no telling when a tenth level person will come in.

The current situation of the human race is not optimistic. "

Chu Xuan took a sip of wine and said lightly.

"Now we can't call them monsters. We should call them ferocious beasts."

"I've also heard that it seems like a monster from another world has lost its mind due to some mysterious power.

Most of them turned into monsters who killed by instinct. "

"Yes, but do you think this power that affects the sanity of monsters will one day affect humans?"

Yuchi Jingde's face turned serious.

"Master, did you get any clues by saying this?"

"No, I made it up."

Yuchi Jingde:. . .

"Hey, it doesn't matter."

The black-faced man waved his hands casually.

“Fortunately, I died young and didn’t need to worry about these things.

drink wine. "

Then the three of them chatted casually for a while.

After finishing the dozen cans of beer he brought, Yuchi Jingde put the empty can back into the bag.

Get up from the ground.

"Master, tomorrow I will..."

The big man glanced at the two of them.

"Hey hey hey" he said with a wicked smile.

"I won't come tomorrow."

After saying that, he opened the window and quickly climbed out.

. . .

Three days later.

After challenging most of the seventh and sixth level warriors in the camp.

Chu Xuan and Liu Qing arrived at the meeting place they agreed on last time with great satisfaction.

Just got to the place.

However, they discovered that the original ten-person lone wolf team without the two of them had expanded to fourteen people.

And the four extra people are all acquaintances.

In addition to the siblings Xuanjizi and Xuanzhenzi, the other two were Fajing, who had always wanted to convert Chu Xuan into Buddhism during the competition, and the muscular monk Fazheng, who was suspected to be a descendant of the Consciousness Only Sect.

Chu Xuan cast a questioning look at Meng Hansong.

"These four, like you two, are also temporary members of our Lone Wolf Team."

Meng Hansong coughed and explained reluctantly.

"So that's it."

Chu Xuan nodded understandingly.

After all, he is the strongest contemporary disciple of Buddhism and Taoism.

Several people are not far away from their internship period.

This time the northwest space cracks moved abnormally.

It’s normal to come here to learn more.

Of course, Chu Xuan felt that the great monk Fa Zheng, who was suspected to be his disciple, came here because he was poor. . .

"Master Nanwu Xuanzang, Patron of Chu, after several months of separation, you are still as charming as ever."

Fa Zheng was the first to greet Chu Xuan.

"Senior Brother Fa Zhen, so are you."

Chu Xuan replied with a smile.

"Amitabha, donor Chu, a few months have passed. How have you considered the matter of taking refuge in my Buddha?"

You don't need to look to know that the person who said this must be Fa Jing, who was criticized by Fa Zheng for using a hammer to defeat his wisdom in the competition.

Chu Xuan's face darkened.

He said to Fa Zheng expressionlessly.

"Senior Brother Fa Zhen, I feel like the wisdom you gave to Senior Brother Fa Jing last time was not strong enough."

"There is no Master Xuanzang in the world. Even the poor monk feels the same way."