Zhang Yi strode forward, his aura burst out all over his body, staring at the old monk, and said in a deep voice: "I ask you, how did you do to my friend?"

The old monk's expression was calm and calm, his face was not wavered, and he smiled and said, "Two donors, don't be excited. If you have anything to say, why don't we sit down and chat?"

"What's there to say? You dare to pretend to be a monk and you're looking for death!"

Uncle Chen thought that the old monk was pretending to be some mountain spirit ghosts. He could no longer hold back his anger, and directly flashed and rushed towards the old monk.

At this moment, his aura burst out all over his body, and he held a finger wind in his right hand. The finger wind carried the terrifying power of Buddhism and suppressed it with a Sanskrit word.

Unexpectedly, a sudden change occurred! The Sanskrit word actually penetrated the old monk's body directly! The figures of each other passed by each other! Mr. Chen was completely stunned, his eyes were dull, his body was stiff, and his hair was all over his body! How could it be?

Zhang Yi's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it.

The old monk had kind eyebrows, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he chuckled: "You and I are both Buddhists, why should we make things difficult for each other?"

After a brief surprise, Mr. Chen came to his senses and asked with murderous intent: "What kind of mountain spirit are you?"

"Mountain Spirit Ghost?

You've misunderstood the old monk."

The old monk's expression did not change at all, and he smiled faintly: "I am a Buddhist practitioner, how could I be related to those mountain spirits and ghosts?"

Zhang Yi flashed to Mr. Chen, lowered his voice and said, "Uncle Chen, this guy has no evil spirits or mountain spirits and ghosts at all. He is surrounded by Buddha light. I guess he is really a monk."

"impossible!"

Uncle Chen rejected it on the spot and said in a deep voice: "Some mountain spirits and ghosts have unfathomable cultivation, and it is very likely that they pretend to be!"

"This donor, if you slander the old monk like this, the old monk will be really angry."

The old monk finally couldn't hold back his anger, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

"Hmph! I don't care what you are, I ask you, where is my friend?"

Zhang Yi asked coldly.

"Your friends are asking for Buddha, and they are making wishes."

The old monk smiled and said.

Ask Buddha to make a wish?

Isn't this nonsense?

How could the Second God Emperor and Qinhuaihe and others believe in Buddhism?

This is simply unrealistic.

Seeing Zhang Yi's somewhat disbelief, Lao Heshan also looked helpless and shrugged: "You want to see your friends, the old monk will take you to see you, why do you want to fight and kill.

Woolen cloth?"

At the end of the day, he was already sighing.

"what to do?

Can this guy believe it?"

Zhang Yi asked.

“What else can we do?

I can only believe him once.”

Uncle Chen rolled his eyes speechlessly, lowered his voice and said, "The old guy is definitely not an ordinary person, we need to be careful!"

"good!"

Of course, Zhang Yi knew that the old monk was not an ordinary person.

According to his understanding, Mr. Chen was once a monk. Looking at the entire nine-level ghost realm, no monk could compare with him.

However, a monk appeared here that even Mr. Chen could not see through.

Can this old monk be ordinary?

Zhang Yi's eyes were intertwined, wanting to see the old monk's body.

Unfortunately, the old monk was surrounded by a layer of Buddha light, and he could not understand it at all.

This old monk deliberately hid his identity! For the sake of the Second God Emperor, they had to go with this old monk.

The old monk muttered a Buddha's name, stretched out his hand politely, and smiled slightly, "Two donors, please!"

Immediately afterwards, under the guidance of the old monk, they went deep into the temple.

This temple covers a vast area and is surrounded by traces of dilapidation. No matter how you look, it doesn't look like someone living forever.

Strange! It's so strange! Where did this old monk come out?

Also, there is a place to worship Buddha in this temple?

It's simply weird.

They must be careful.

As we walked, a valley appeared in front of us.

There is a clear river in the valley, and the river water is not very fast.

However, Zhang Yi glanced into the river and didn't even see a live fish! Is this a dead river?

Zhang Yi was in a heavy mood and felt something was getting worse and worse.

He quickly stopped and asked coldly: "Stop, where are you going to take us?"

“Don’t you want to meet your friends?

The old monk will take you there now."

The old monk turned around and smiled without changing his expression.

"Hmph! What are your intentions?"

Zhang Yi didn't believe his nonsense at all.

"Oh, you young man, the old monk can understand it. If you really want to see your friend, don't doubt the old monk."

The old monk was a little unhappy.

At this time, Mr. Chen grabbed Zhang Yi who was about to get angry and comforted him: "It's okay, let's see what this old monk is going to do."

"good."

Zhang Yi took two deep breaths and suppressed the anger in his heart.

But soon, he did not forget to remind him in a low voice: "Uncle Chen, don't forget that we are probably in the illusion now."

As soon as these words were spoken, Mr. Chen's expression changed.

From the brief battle just now, he could not touch the old monk at all. This old monk is likely to be the product of the illusion! Unfortunately, they have already reached this point and have no reason to give up halfway.

The only way to do this is to take one step at a time.

Immediately afterwards, they continued to follow the old monk into the valley.

The valley is full of trees and weeds everywhere. What is strange is that there is a trail here.

The trail is paved with bluestone, and bright flowers and plants are planted on both sides, as if it is entering an imperial garden.

Not long after walking, Uncle Chen pointed at the distance ahead and said in surprise: "Look ahead quickly..." Zhang Yi raised his eyes and looked in the direction that Uncle Chen pointed, and was surprised to find that there was a building in front of him, as if

It is also a temple.

Is there a temple hidden in the valley?

Just as Zhang Yi and the others were surprised, the old monk walking in front suddenly stopped and turned around and smiled: "The temple outside has been abandoned for many years, and the real temple in front is ours."

"Why do you hide the temple in the valley?"

Zhang Yi asked a key question.

"To be honest, the terrain of the temple outside is very unlucky, and strange things happen all year round. Later, after the decision of the high-level temple, we moved the temple to the valley."

The old monk did not change his expression and smiled slightly, "This donor, the old monk knows some Feng Shui. You might as well see, how is the Feng Shui of our temple?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yi was shocked.

But soon, he carefully observed the temple in front.

Uncle Chen didn't dare to disturb Zhang Yi either.

The old monk looked at Zhang Yi with a smile, and said nothing.
Chapter completed!