Urban Demon Slayer

Garuda really went wild, just flew out of the Valley of Flames!

The Hangcheng Demon Slaying Team headed by Gu Yan and the eminent monks in Putuo Mountain immediately entered a state of preparation for battle. Garuda should not have ignored such a large group of people, but it clearly noticed that there were more people on the other side of the hall, and with a flutter of wings, it flew over again. Gu Yan and the others hurriedly chased after them, but how could they still catch up?

In the Valley of Flames, Wang Qianchen appeared and immediately took out the medicinal powder and sprinkled it on Master Puji. Du Hong asked nervously, "Brother Puji, how are you?"

Master Puji didn't speak, he stretched out a hand tremblingly and pointed to the direction where Abbot Huiguang was meditating.

By the way, there is also Abbot Huiguang!

From the runaway of the male bird to the flying out of the Valley of Flames, Abbot Huiguang did not move at all. Even if he is in retreat, he should not be completely unresponsive. Seeing that Mount Putuo is about to encounter a great disaster, as the abbot, it is even more impossible for him to stand by.

"Master!" Du Hong stumbled towards Abbot Huiguang.

After three or two steps, he ran behind Abbot Huiguang, grabbed his arm and said, "Master, the Garuda has gone berserk..."

Before he finished speaking, Du Hong's eyes widened: "Master... Master..."

"What's going on?!" Wang Qianchen raised his head and asked, now the only hope is the abbot Huiguang. As one of the seven powerhouses in Daxia, it should not be a problem for him to clean up a runaway Garuda.

But Du Hong's face was full of astonishment, as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

"What the **** is going on?" Seeing that Du Hong was still in a daze, Wang Qianchen asked again.

"Master... Master has passed away..." Master Puji sat up with difficulty, and answered Du Hong's unbelievable answer.

"When?! Why didn't you tell me?! Master passed away, why didn't he let him be buried, why let him sit here?!" Du Hong turned around suddenly and roared at Master Puji, his eyes flushed with tears. .

When he was in the training camp before, Du Hong said that his relationship with Abbot Huiguang was not very good. On the surface, he was a master and apprentice. In private, he always used the name "that old man". "My Master".

In Du Hong's words, he didn't want to become a disciple of Mount Putuo at all. Abbot Huiguang invited him many times and promised to give him all-round resources, so he reluctantly became a lay disciple. Nothing to think about.

Therefore, he has always been dissatisfied with Abbot Huiguang, and he has to be more resentful than grateful.

But now, watching Abbot Huiguang who had passed away, Du Hong felt as if something was blocking his heart, and he couldn't tell how uncomfortable it was. Thinking about it carefully, Abbot Huiguang treats him so well, and he always has a tolerant attitude as he is willful and nonsense. He used to think that he was a genius. Isn't it normal to be held by others? It was not until Abbot Huiguang died in front of him that he felt that the best person really seemed to be gone.

"Boom boom-"

Not far away, there were sounds of explosions and collapses, accompanied by a lot of wailing and screams. The wild Garuda was making a scene in Putuo Mountain, which also woke Du Hong up.

"Senior Brother Puji, what should I do?" Du Hong supported Abbot Huiguang's body with his hands, trembling all over his body, anger, fear, panic... a variety of emotions were intertwined in his heart.

Master Puji sat up with difficulty, raised his head and said: "Master told me before his death that there will be a great disaster in Putuo Mountain in the future, and it should be today! He left a spiritual power on his Zen staff, saying that using this With a stick of meditation, you can get through the crisis..."

Abbot Huiguang indeed had a golden nine-ringed tin staff standing beside him, which was a spiritual tool he used to use during his lifetime.

Without saying a word, Du Hong straightened Abbot Huiguang's body and picked up the Zen staff again. However, at this moment, Du Hong said slightly confused: "What kind of spiritual power, I didn't feel it?"

If it is true that as Master Puji said, the use of this meditation staff can overcome the crisis, then Du Hong should feel abundant power at this moment. After all, the runaway Garuda is extremely fierce, how can they deal with it without sufficient strength?

But Du Hong didn't feel anything, he was still him, nothing changed.

Master Puji still raised his head and said laboriously, "Master said that only those who have the root of wisdom can gain strength from the Zen staff!"

"This person, isn't it me..." Du Hong held the Zen staff, his hands trembled slightly, and the sound of "bang long long" explosions and the mourning sounds of the disciples in Putuo Mountain kept coming from his ears.

"It's you..." Master Puji gasped and said, "You have to be formally ordained and ordained in order to fully stimulate your wisdom..."

"Okay!" Without any hesitation, Du Hong immediately flew to Master Puji.

"Senior Brother Puji, please shave for me!" Du Hong knelt on the ground and buried his face.

"Junior Brother Du, you have to think about it..."

"Please Senior Brother Puji shave for me!"

Master Puji stopped talking, took out a razor from his arms and stuck it on Du Hong's scalp.