The Monk

Chapter 812 One Ring Returns to the Mountain

Well, I don’t understand. There are tens of thousands of living beings in this world, and there are also top-level monks like you. If this news gets out, I really don’t know what those cultivators who have practiced hard to no avail and have to sit in confinement and die will think.

The two quickly returned to the sea of ​​wisteria flowers. Zhang Ain said: "Wait for me." Regardless of whether the monk was willing to listen to him or not, he went straight to the farmyard to bring back the cultivator he had restrained.

Soon he returned to the sea of ​​flowers, and the monk who was lost for the beauty was still there. Seeing him coming back, he walked forward and his figure disappeared into the purple ocean. Zhang was afraid of following behind him.

A total of more than ten miles, and soon we reached the end, and a trail appeared in front of us, pointing into the mountains. Zhang Ping knew that due to the restrictions of the formation, he would appear in the stone wall cave when he stepped on the path.

Just as he was about to go out, he remembered to ask: "Did you take anything from here?" The monk shook his head: "The room is empty." Zhang Ping looked at the restrained monk in his hand again, and unlocked the restraint to let him speak. The man was quite handsome, without any timidity on his face, and said in a cold voice: "Why do I have to tell you?"

Zhang Wei smiled bitterly and started searching directly. He rummaged through the monk's body and storage bag, but found nothing particularly strange. He probably went in empty-handed. He said to the two of them: "Get out and run. I will try my best to protect you two from death."

From the perspective of cultivators, the two masters did nothing wrong. For thousands of years, everyone has been doing this. It is better to hunt for treasures in a deserted land than to gain some benefits by killing living creatures. Zhang was afraid of being implicated, but he just couldn't bear the misfortune of the beautiful fairyland, and he didn't want the little monk and the big turtle to kill indiscriminately. He had no murderous intention in his heart.

When he spoke like this, the two monks did not show the surprised expression he imagined. They both looked at him indifferently and then said nothing, as if their own life and death were not important. Zhang was a little depressed and cursed: "Pretend, if I ask you to pretend again, you will look like a fool when you look at the portrait. You still have the nerve to act cool."

Carrying the restrained monk and another person onto the trail, the scenery in front of them changed, from the bright world to the dark night again. The three of them appeared in the cave on the stone wall, and there was still fighting outside. At this time, the turtle and the little monk had joined together and were floating outside the cave to defend themselves against the enemy.

The young monk still used the swastika golden light to stop people, always suppressing the murderous intention and not hurting anyone. The big turtle didn't care about this. Every bite and slap were extremely vicious. If it wasn't worried about someone breaking into the cave, it would have rushed out and killed them all.

Now the main force on the cultivator side has been replaced by Nascent Soul cultivators. The top-level cultivators are the main combat force, and the rest of the Nascent Soul cultivators mostly attack and harass from a distance on the periphery. Oogway was not good at long-distance attacks, so he gritted his teeth with hatred, shouted to the young monk: "How many people can you kill?" The young monk acted as if he hadn't heard, and continued to suppress his fighting spirit and just defended firmly.

At this time, Zhang was afraid and brought two people out. Wu Gui was overjoyed and shouted: "Hurry up and help me kill people."

Zhang Aoi looked at it coldly and replied: "You are sick, why should I kill for you?" He let go of the monk in his hand and said casually: "Let's go quickly."

The two top monks knew that Zhang was afraid that they would not be able to enter the beautiful world inside. Without saying a word, they flew away in different directions and fled quickly. Wugui was in a fierce battle with the enemy in front of him and had no time to separate. He could only watch the two of them escape and said angrily: "You bastard, why did you let them go?"

Zhang Ain replied: "Do you want to take care of it?" He added: "Hurry up and close the door, I am too lazy to help you fight."

As he said these words, a black light flashed across the forest in the forest opposite the stone wall. It was not dazzling in the night, but the fluctuation of spiritual power was noticed by others. At this moment, the young monk's expression changed, and the Buddhist barrier in his heart suddenly collapsed. His arms were folded and separated, all the Buddha light outside his body was absorbed into his body, and his peaceful breath was absorbed into his Buddha consciousness, but the fierce murderous intention burst out of his body.

With his movement, the bright moon in the sky disappeared in an instant and was covered by dark clouds again. Only the drizzle was still falling in the sky. What also changed at the same time was the black cave door. With a bang, the black stone wall suddenly appeared, sealing the cave tightly. Zhang was afraid that he would notice any movement, so he turned around and saw that the entrance to the cave was gone. He cursed secretly: "What are you doing? Come suddenly?" I went there suddenly and was very depressed.”

Everyone in the venue saw this change, and various thoughts immediately occurred in their hearts. Only the young monk ignored the change in the stone wall, filled his body with murderous intent, raised his head and let out a long roar, and rushed straight into the forest opposite.

Seeing that the little monk became crazy, Zhang Ai shouted: "Where is your first precept?" The little monk was rushing forward. Hearing this, he paused, but the surging power in his body urgently needed to be released. He shrank and pushed with his palms, and then he saw The place where the spiritual energy fluctuations had just been revealed made a loud noise. With this palm of his hand, the forest exploded into countless craters.

Maybe God couldn't bear to see the young monk break his precepts. When he went crazy, he surged with murderous intent. He fired at the woods, and let out another long roar to scare the enemy. In addition, the door of the stone wall cave was closed, and the few people in the forest saw that the situation was not easy to deal with. Run away. Immediately afterwards, the young monk struck with a palm, but it hit an empty space. It did not harm the cultivator, but only destroyed some flowers, trees, and some weak insects.

A palm emitted the power of a thunderbolt. Yijie stood for a while and then asked: "Did you hit anyone?" Zhang was afraid that he knew what he was worried about, so he replied: "No one was hurt." Yijie hurriedly chanted Amitabha in a low voice, and turned He glanced at the black stone wall, thought about it for a moment, and said to Zhang Wan, clasping his hands and saying, "My young monk, the Buddha's heart is impure, and I still have to devote myself to meditation. I'll say goodbye." After saying this, his body disappeared like light smoke in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Ai was left staring blankly at the direction he left, and said depressedly: "Leaving now? Is there anyone so irresponsible?"

The door to the cave on the stone wall has been closed. The big turtle regained its energy and no longer had any worries. It raised its head and let out a roar, which seemed to be a sound that could only be made by a tiger and a lion. The sound was so loud and scary.

Zhang Ai was busy complaining about the little monk, but the big turtle on the other side suddenly screamed, startling him, and shouted: "What are you doing? Why are you shouting? You scared me to death." The turtle ignored him, and his figure was like Shadows dance across the valley.

There were more than 4,000 cultivators who entered the mountain. Most of them saw the opportunity and ran away. A few fools were still standing there, not knowing what was going on, so they were lucky enough to be killed by the turtle.

A quarter of an hour later, Wugui came back, feeling resentful to himself: "A bunch of bastards, they run so fast."

Zhang Wen found it interesting. The first time he saw it, it smiled and became kind. The second time he saw it, it turned into a savage beast like a mad dog. Now, it actually curses and vents its anger like a human being. I've always heard that turtles are psychic, but today I finally saw it happen.

Seeing that he hadn't left yet, Wugui said angrily: "Why don't you get out? Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"

Zhang was afraid of being depressed, so he reasoned with the turtle with his fingers: "Are you crazy? Let's have a good talk. First, was I the one who smashed the stone wall? Second, have I killed any monsters in vain since I entered the mountain? Third, Did I help someone beat you up when you were fighting? Fourth, I went in when you asked me to. Fifth, not only did I go in, but I also helped you get the two people out. Sixth, no more, you said. He said, I have done so many things without any credit or hard work. If you don’t thank me, forget it. I will kill you as soon as you see me. Is there anyone in the world who is as unreasonable as you? No, is there anyone like you? Unreasonable turtle?"

The turtle thought he was farting and glared: "I'm just asking you, do you want to go away or not?"

"Don't get out! Why should I get out? I'm going out." Zhang Ai walked out of the valley very depressed. After taking a quick look at the place where the young monk had just attacked, there were scattered things like cast iron, broken spiritual stones, and presumably powerful attack weapons such as spiritual cannons. No wonder the young monk went crazy.

"Get out of here!" Oogway complained that he was walking too slowly and shouted loudly. Zhang Aifang said without looking back, "No! I can walk however I like." He slowly swayed forward and climbed up the opposite hillside before looking back. The valley's stone wall was really a weird existence. After this incident, cultivators all over the world will take notice and take action. Perhaps a wise person or a more powerful master will come in to cause trouble. I wonder if the big turtle can still stop him at that time.

Thinking of this, he stopped, turned around and said loudly: "Go and talk to a few powerful guys in Uchiyama and let them help you. In the future, you will definitely not be able to live here."

Wu Gui also thought of this, and felt angry in his heart. He didn't know what to do. Don't talk about others. As long as there were a few more young monks and people like Zhang Ai who came to force their way in, he didn't know if he could completely stop them. Thinking of such a thing, I was naturally in a bad mood. After listening to Zhang Awei's kind advice, not only did he not appreciate it, but I pulled my neck and roared: "Get out!"

Zhang Ai was not angry, he smiled softly, turned around and continued on his way. Everyone has his or her own destiny. Who knows what will happen in the future?

He originally wanted to ask the little monk about his origins, and also wanted to ask the big turtle what was going on in the world inside the cave, and who the beautiful woman was. But the little monk left, and the big turtle didn't give him a chance. He had to guess by himself. All he could think of was that the little monk's master was a man and he liked the woman in the cave, but there was a man beside the woman in the cave, so some love happened. It’s a story about love and hatred, nothing special. It’s just that the world in the cave is so beautiful, and so are the women.

In that landscape, if there is someone to accompany you, it would be nice to stay together for a lifetime. Zhang Ping then thought of Song Yunyi and Cheng Xier, eh? Why do I think of two people at the same time?

I was thinking wildly in my mind, walking non-stop, walking out of Monster Mountain. It was not yet dawn, and darkness enveloped the earth, but the awnings outside the mountain had become empty, and the cultivators had left one after another. Zhang Ai suddenly stopped and cursed secretly: Pig brain, how could you forget such a big living person?

I let go of my consciousness and searched around, but found nothing, so I had to sit on the ground depressedly, wondering where this guy could go.

Zhang was afraid of going up the mountain for three days and left Zhang Tianfang outside the mountain. Later, when the cultivators entered the mountain, more than 4,000 people rushed in but did not see him. That guy was most afraid of being bored. He couldn't stay there for three days. He usually went to find Zhang Ping early, but this time he didn't. What's more, these three days, the mountains were full of fun, and four thousand cultivators were involved. Among them, how could he let go of such excitement and not watch it?

I was very surprised. He didn't come to join in the fun. Why was he there? He took out the communication talisman, flicked his finger, and a beam of light shot into the Monster Mountain. Zhang Ai stood up and looked back, why did this idiot go into Monster Mountain?