There was a man sitting at the door of the house.

The man was wearing a cassock and was squinting his eyes at Zhang Yi and the others, with a sinister smile on his face, which made people feel panicked no matter how he looked.

It's not someone else, it's the old monk before.

"That's..." Mr. Chen's pupils shrank slightly, and his attention was completely attracted by the black Buddha beside the old monk.

How is that possible?

Zhang Yi was also stunned.

Wasn’t that black Buddha broken by Uncle Chen’s punch?

How could he be by the old monk?

It looks intact! Zhang Yi couldn't help but squint his eyes, thinking that this old fox is finally going to take action?

"Haha, you really surprised the old monk."

The old monk stood up slowly, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, squinted his eyes and said, "Young man, you are very in line with the old monk's wishes. It's a pity that someone wants your life, and the old monk has to do this.

”

Um?

!Someone wants my life?

Zhang Yi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked coldly: "Who are you instructing me?"

“It cannot be said or said.”

The old monk looked kind and smiled, "The old monk has been delaying too much time, it's time to deal with you."

"Wait a moment!"

Zhang Yi raised his hand to interrupt him and said in a deep voice: "Tell me whether we are in an illusion now."

The old monk was slightly stunned when he heard this, and chuckled: "Young man, you are also Tianjizi's closed disciple. Can't you even tell the illusion?"

"Do you know my master?"

Zhang Yi was shocked.

"Hehe, I know it naturally."

The old monk laughed and said, "The old monk has met your master several times, but unfortunately, the bull's nose always feels that he is invincible in the world and is too rigid..." "What qualifications do you have to discuss my master?"

Zhang Yi's aura suddenly burst out, with patterns in his eyes intertwined, and he said with a murderous intent: "I have to say that this illusion is true and false."

"oh?

You see, and ask the old monk what he is doing?"

The old monk's expression was a little surprised.

Zhang Yi is right, this illusion is indeed true and false.

As for what is true and what is false, only the old monk present knows it.

"I just want to confirm it."

Zhang Yi shrugged and grinned: "I'll ask you, who wants my life?"

"Well..." The old monk hesitated for a moment and smiled indifferently: "Anyway, you're going to die, so it's okay to tell you. That person is your lifelong nightmare!"

"Say the name!"

Zhang Yi gritted his teeth and said.

The old monk froze and shook his head and sighed: "I'm sorry, the old monk is not qualified to mention that person's name."

What?

The old monk is not qualified to mention it?

Who is it?

Since that person has such ability, why don’t he come in person?

At this moment, Zhang Yi's expression was a little uneasy, feeling that the identity of that person was not simple.

"Haha, I'm not afraid to tell you that a thousand years ago, that person had calculated that you would come here."

The old monk said amazingly.

Hiss! As soon as this said, Zhang Yi and the others took a breath.

That person also knows how to predict the future?

Is this too amazing?

It is thousands of times more powerful than Tianjizi.

Even if it is Tianjizi, it can only calculate what is within a hundred years.

However, that person can actually calculate what will happen thousands of years later?

Let me ask, who in the world has such ability?

Wow! At this moment, the sound of wind breaking came.

The next moment, more than a dozen streams of light appeared around the temple.

The stream of light flashed and appeared around Zhang Yi and the others in an instant.

These people are all monks wearing monk robes.

The leader is a middle-aged monk with a big belly and poop. His head is shiny and his whole body is the thickest, giving people an unfathomable feeling.

When he felt the momentum of the monk Big Belly, Mr. Chen's expression changed.

Realizing that Mr. Chen’s expression was a little wrong, Zhang Yi frowned and asked, “What’s wrong?”

"The breath of this big-bellied monk gives me a very familiar feeling."

Uncle Chen said in a deep voice.

"It's very familiar, you won't know each other, right?"

Zhang Yi was surprised.

"I'm sure I don't know him."

Mr. Chen said with certainty.

"That's strange. Since you don't know each other before, why do you think his breath is very familiar?"

Zhang Yi's expression was indescribable.

Uncle Chen fell silent in an instant.

He stared at the Big Belly Monk, trying to gain insight into the Big Belly Monk.

Unfortunately, no matter how he thought, he couldn't remember where he had seen this big-bellied monk.

The big-beasted monk also noticed Mr. Chen's strange gaze. He had a faint smile on his face and chuckled: "Wuchen, we are meeting again."

What the hell?

What does it mean to meet again?

Uncle Chen was a little confused and snorted coldly: "Have we seen it?"

"Haha, it seems you have forgotten it all."

The big-breasted monk smiled and said, "Since that's the case, I will remind you, who led you to Liu Xian a thousand years ago?"

"What did you say?

Is that master of the aura you?"

Mr. Chen's eyes widened and his heart was shocked.

"Oh, we originally had great hope for you, but it's a pity that you seem to be a little useless."

The big-bellied monk looked very disappointed and sighed, "You guy, you have lived in seclusion by Liu Xian for hundreds of years. If I had known this, I wouldn't have taken you to Liu Xian. You are really too cowardly."

"You..." Mr. Chen's face suddenly became ugly, and he asked coldly: "What are your purposes?"

Back then, when he was defeated by the Ghost Emperor and sealed his strength. He had no way to escape, a sudden aura appeared, guiding him to Liu Xian.

Because of this, he was protected by Liu Xian.

In order to find the owner of that breath, he searched for hundreds of years, but in the end he couldn't find that person.

He never dreamed that the master of that breath back then was the big belly monk in front of him.

At this time, the old monk strode forward and smiled and said, "Our purpose is to destroy the Ghost Emperor!"

What?

Destroy the Ghost Emperor?

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhang Yi and the others became even more restless.
To be continued...