The Monk

Chapter 904 Many Shocks

There is no need to hit the drum with a heavy hammer. Zhang Wen only said this, and the three people in the cave understood what he meant. If they wanted to rescue the ghost ancestor from the Refining Temple, they would inevitably disturb the two grimacing monsters, which might lead to some unexpected things. The mountain god asked: "The master of the divine formation is not dead yet?" He thought more. The only one who can send people in and out of the divine formation at will is the master of the divine formation. The two grimace monsters must have some relationship with the master of the formation.

Meng Nu asked: "Is the Grimace powerful?"

The black monster asked: "About three meters tall, with a dark body and a face that looks like a ghost?"

Zhang Ao answered the questions one by one: "I don't know who the master of the divine formation is, let alone whether he is alive or dead. The strength of the two grimacing monsters is about average. They should not be able to beat you, or are they about the same as you?" Finally, he answered the black monster's question. : "That's what you said, do you know the origin?"

Meng Nu asked displeasedly: "What do you mean by make do?" Zhang Ping explained helplessly: "I have fought with the Grimace Monster, but they always ran away without really fighting hard. I don't know their true strength. I think they should be good." Then he asked Hei more. Strange question: "Do you know them?"

The black monster sighed: "If what I learned is correct, this master of the divine formation should be even more difficult to deal with."

"What do you mean?" Not only Zhang was curious, but the mountain god and Meng Nu were also shocked.

"The Grimace is a servant of the gods. I always thought it was a legend. I didn't expect that such a thing as a servant of the gods really existed. It seems that we are really unlucky and it will be difficult to achieve what we set out to do." said the black monster. "What's going on with the servant of God?" Zhang Ai asked. Ghost Ancestor chuckled: "What's going on? I'm a servant of God. The master of the divine formation must be more difficult to deal with than the envoy of God."

"Are you saying that the owner of the divine formation is a god?" Zhang Ping couldn't believe it.

"That's not necessarily true, but what is certain is that the guy who can control the servant of God is definitely better than the messenger of God." After the black monster finished saying this, he lowered his head to think about it, then raised his head and said to the mountain god: "You first follow my instructions. I need to go back to recover from my injuries. Such a big change happened. Alas..." Before he could finish his words, the black monster had disappeared from the Fierce Valley.

Kung Fu? The technique that the black monster taught the mountain god? Zhang Wen looked at the mountain god curiously and was shocked at that time. In the past, the mountain god was very dark, as if the meat was burnt. It was full of black pits and ravines. Now it is still black, but it is shiny and the skin is slightly smoother. What's going on? What exercises have such miraculous effects? Is it more effective than the magical elixir Changchun Dan?

The Mountain God said: "Don't look at it. When the God of Death comes back, I will ask someone to notify you." This is expelling guests. Zhang Wen had no choice but to say goodbye, and before leaving, he said to Meng Nu: "Nothing else, I still have some Heavenly God Pills. If you don't have enough pills to transform into gods, just ask me for them."

Meng Nu didn't answer, she glanced at him, then turned her gaze back to the mountain god, with a hint of fear in her eyes. Zhang Ping suddenly realized something was wrong and stopped at the entrance of the cave to look back. At this time, the black color of the mountain god's skin was somewhat similar to the black color of the black monster killing god's skin. Both were black and shiny. Upon discovering this, Zhang Weijing was shocked in his head and felt bad.

The black monster is a thing made by ghosts, and its skin is made of evil things. Before leaving, he asked the mountain god to practice according to the method he taught. What kind of exercises does he know? It’s nothing more than demonic power and ghost power! The Mountain God has been famous for many years, but what kind of skills have he not seen before? Apart from the magic sect skills, what kind of skills does he need to learn again?

Then I looked closely at the mountain god's exposed skin. The more I looked at it, the more it looked like the skin of a black monster. I couldn't help but ask, "Have you ever felt the pain lessen when the lightning was burning recently?"

The mountain god looked at him expressionlessly and said casually: "No need to guess, I practice ghost skills."

"Sir! Do you practice ghost skills?" Although Zhang Ping guessed it, he was still surprised when he heard the answer with his own ears. In his guess, thunder and fire are the most yang things. If you want to reduce the damage caused by thunder and fire, you can only refine it into ghost fire. If you have high skill, you can even refine thunder into ghost fire to increase your own cultivation.

It's just that it's hard to make a will-o'-the-wisp. To practice the will-o'-the-wisp in the physical body, you have to dedicate your soul. It's not hard to guess. Ghost skills are different from demon skills, and are much more sinister. As for all ghost skills, at least 80% of them require one's own soul to be practiced.

The mountain god smiled and said: "So what about ghost skills? After all, it's just death." He looked away, but unfortunately Zhang Wen couldn't accept it. No wonder Meng Nu was a little scared. But the matter has come to this, and it is useless to say anything else. Zhang Ain cupped his hands and said: "Farewell."

Leaving this time feels a little sad, a little helpless, and more shocking. The mountain god practices ghost skills? If word spreads, it will scare Zuo Shi to death! As he walked, he lamented that his life had not been in vain these years, and he had encountered all kinds of bizarre things! Even though he was just wandering around between Shiwanda Mountain and Foggy Valley, every time he came and went, he was shocked, and it was a strong shock.

I won’t talk about the past, but only the recent ones. First I was shocked by the ghost ancestor once in Wugu. I was shocked once when I went to Shiwanda Mountain to see the mountain god. I was shocked by the black monster several times when I returned to Wugu. I saw the black monster and the mountain god at Shiwandashan. Blended together, I was shocked once more. Back to Wu Valley, I was shocked by the difficulty of the Divine Formation exercises. When I went to Shiwan Mountain, I was shocked by the divine envoys they talked about. Back to Wu Valley, I was shocked by the servants of God and the possible masters of the Divine Formation. The Hundred Thousand Mountains were once again shocked by the mountain spirit and ghost skills!

This time, none of the shocks were ordinary. The person with the lowest level of cultivation he encountered was a monk who transformed into a god. The matter also involved a god-level master who might exist in the legend. Fortunately, his heart was strong enough, otherwise he would have been shocked to death.

Zhang was helplessly shocked while walking. Not far away, he suddenly thought of something again and thought to himself: I was so shocked that I forgot to send a message. He went back and added to the mountain god: "The Ghost Ancestor asked me to tell you that no matter life or death, he will play with you." Then he came out of the valley again.

Unfortunately, as soon as he came out of the valley, he was shocked again. The big black monster stood quietly outside the cave, watching him quietly. Zhang Awei secretly cursed himself: He had spent all his cultivation to feed pigs, yet he could not be spotted at such a close distance.

He walked up to the black monster and stopped, asking, "What are you doing? Aren't you waiting for me?"

The black monster said quietly: "What do you think? This cave only leads to the underground valley. Who do you think I am waiting for?" Zhang was afraid that he would be unlucky when he heard this, so he sighed and said, "Say something good." The black monster laughed. : "Isn't it a good thing not to kill you?"

Hearing that there was no murderous intention in the black monster's tone, he knew that his life was not in danger, but why was he waiting for him? Helplessly, he clicked his lips and asked, "Why are you waiting for me, old man?" The black monster said, "It's nothing, I just want you to go to the desert for a walk."

"What are you doing?" Zhang Weijing became angry when he heard this. Today, Tian'er and I ran from Wugu Valley to Wuling Blessed Land to Tianlei Mountain, and then to Shiwanda Mountain. Half of our lives were wasted on the road. , I was going to be depressed to death, but you just fucked me into the desert with this stick? He quickly shook his head and said: "I won't go, I won't go!"

The black monster smiled sinisterly: "Listen to me, you'd better go. If you don't go, it will be very troublesome." Zhang Awei glared and said, "Why trouble?" The black monster continued to talk with a smile: "For example, starting from today, I will pester you every day. , sneak attack on you, kill your disciples." As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Ping gently and tried to put on a harmless smile. Alas, he was threatened again. Zhang was afraid that he felt aggrieved, so he gritted his teeth and said: "You are cruel!" Then he asked: "Why didn't you say anything when we were in Liegu?"

The black monster pretended to be mysterious and said: "Of course there is a reason." Zhang Ain pouted and said: "What's the reason? It's just that I don't want the mountain god to know." Ghost Ancestor smiled and said: "You are right." Since Zhang Ain agreed to go to the desert, Ghost Ancestor didn't say much and said: "Let's go." He jumped into the air and flew to the west. Zhang was afraid that he would fly up and cursed in his mind: You bastard, you just do whatever you want just because you are powerful.

There are vicious birds flying rampant in the sky above Shiwan Mountain, and the black monster insists on flying in the sky, clearly to give Zhang Wen a good look. Zhang Ai snorted coldly: "Childish." The figure disappeared instantly. The mountain god followed him effortlessly and replied softly: "You are so naive."

The two of them were flying around in the sky, irritating the ferocious birds. I don’t know how they conveyed the message. Groups of big bald birds came fiercely from all directions. Fortunately, the two of them moved too fast and were able to escape before they could surround them. out. When people saw it, they could not be found. They could only see flocks of vicious birds flying wildly and rapidly to the west. It was very strange and terrifying.

Both of them were masters. They quickly flew out of the range of the Hundred Thousand Mountains and easily got rid of the vicious bird. Looking at the lonely world in the distance, Zhang was afraid that he didn't want to fly anymore and shouted: "Stop." His figure stopped in the air. The black monster stopped and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhang Awei threw the flying bullet, jumped in and said: "It's too far, I'm too lazy to fly, can you come in?" The black monster seemed to have never seen such a lazy monk before, took a good look at Zhang Awei, shook his head and said: "You How can you reach the top level even if you are so lazy?”

Zhang Ping said angrily: "I'm lazy? Just because of your stupid thing, I flew from Wugu Valley to Shiwanda Mountain today, and tomorrow I flew from Shiwanda Mountain back to Wugugu, countless times, and you actually said I'm lazy? Ask me again, Can you come in?"

The black monster laughed: "Oh? You don't have a bad temper, but you can cultivate to the top level even if you are so irritable? What the hell." As he spoke, he ducked into Feiya. Zhang Ain immediately said: "I'll leave it to you." He took a step back and sat down.

The black monster shook his head helplessly: "You're really lazy." He walked up to the girl, sent his spiritual power over, and shot out in a swift and rapid manner.

Zhang was afraid that he didn't care about that. He felt very happy that he could catch a coolie to work for him. He took out a bottle of wine and drank it while asking: "Why are you going to the desert?" The black monster smelled the smell of wine and laughed angrily: "You are You really want me to kill you, right?" Zhang Ain curled his lips and said, "Tell me quickly, why are you taking me there?"

The black monster shook his head helplessly and whispered: "I want to go back to Tiexian Valley, but unfortunately there are five great monks guarding the entrance of the cave..." At this point, Zhang Aoi interrupted: "I don't know now, but in the past two years , those five great monks are looking for you in the Eastern Continent."

"Looking for me? They are looking for me. Who is guarding the Iron Wire Valley?" The black monster heard about this for the first time and asked curiously. Zhang Ain replied: "I heard they are the eighteen golden arhats from Daxiong Temple."

"From five to eighteen?" The black monster pondered for a moment, and then said: "No matter how many monks there are, you have to lure them away for me. Just lure a few people away. I don't want them to know that I am back. ”