"Zhizhizhi!"

The ape jumped far away. There was no one who could take advantage of him. He anxiously picked up rocks on the ground and threw them at Li Babai with all his strength.

The Taoist sneered, and the Taoist robe filled with transparent water, flowing from head to toe.

The stone hit him and was shattered by the water waves in the air, leaving debris on the ground.

"Zhong Sheng, bring me your head."

He exerted force on his palms, and the hemp thread began to twist and tighten, causing Zhong Sheng's scalp to tingle.

"Think beautifully."

Zhong Sheng shouted to the ape, "Hurry up and find the donkey. Let's meet up at the old place."

The ape nodded with tears in his eyes, turned around and left.

The next moment, Zhong Sheng held his chest, pulled out the burning penis, and violently cut through the linen.

A cloud of water mist rose up and enveloped the twisted linen threads, condensing and not dispersing.

The raging fire of Yang Pian, when exposed to water mist, expired on the spot and could no longer burn.

Zhong Sheng put away the Yang Pun, took out the Yin Pun, and repeated the same technique.

Li Babai just sneered, and the hemp rope exerted force, stretching Zhong Sheng's neck by a long distance.

It was close to the limit. With just a little more force, it would break the muscles and bones, tear open the skin and flesh, and forcefully pluck Zhong Sheng's head from his shoulders. Zhong Sheng held the Yin Pun, raised it high, and pointed it at his hair roots.

Sliding down suddenly.

I can't stop cutting off the flax, but my own hair is easy to cut.

Wherever the sword passed by, countless black threads were instantly cut off.

"Not good!"

When Li Babai saw it, he hurriedly moved the linen silk in an attempt to wrap it around Zhong Sheng's neck again.

But it's too late.

Zhong Sheng thrust the Yin Pun into his chest with his backhand, and dived into the earth's crust.

When the Earth Escape Technique was activated, he was like a fish in water, integrating into the earth without any obstacles.

Li Babai was very annoyed and looked around. The ground was vast and there was no trace of Zhong Sheng.

He stared for a moment, took out a pair of incense candles from his sleeves, rubbed the earth into the case, and began to worship it

The magic talisman was lit, and the green fire flashed in the air.

"Li Family Dao, Taoist Master Li Babai has urgently summoned five powerful soldiers and horses to come quickly."

The five rampant soldiers and horses are the Yin spirit Taoist soldiers commonly used by Taoists. They are omnipotent in heaven and earth.

Only by using this army can we catch up with the Earth Escape Technique and hunt down Zhong Sheng.

Li Babai was full of annoyance. He shouldn't have made a careless mistake and failed to kill Zhong Sheng, and he even ran away.

If Zhong takes revenge on the nobleman after his birthday and implicates him, wouldn't it ruin the Li family's future plans to develop Shu?

At the same time, what Zhong Sheng was thinking about was not revenge, but how to find the lost ape and donkey.

"Hmm!"

A ball of fire floated in front of Zhong Sheng's eyes, first a naughty boy, and then he refused to stop no matter what.

There is a vast expanse of darkness around you, as if you are facing an abyss with no end in sight.

What kind of place is this? I remember that after escaping from Li Babai,...

He woke up suddenly, how long have I been sleeping?

Zhong Sheng stood up and felt a stinging pain on the top of his head. When he reached out and touched it, the black grass fell one after another.

"Don't move, you've hurt your scalp, your hair roots will wither and fall off, just let it be!"

A gentle voice sounded in my ears, but the tone of emphasis was very strange, like a foreigner speaking.

Next to it is a bonfire, and a figure is sitting by the fire, playing with a few pieces of coke.

"Did you save me?"

Zhong Sheng walked forward and took a breath when he saw the man's appearance.

With curly hair, deep facial contours, and wearing a monk's robe, he turned out to be a wild monk.

Monk Hu shook his head, "You should be the one to save yourself. I just found you in the wild and have taken care of you until now."

"Thank you."

Zhong Sheng doesn't like barbarians, and he doesn't like monks even more. The combination of the two makes him even more disliked.

But the other party was kind, so he wanted to thank him a little and then leave.

Suddenly, another stab of pain hit my head.

Li Babai's hemp rope was too strong, pulling the skin and flesh off the top of his head.

The bun has been cut off, and the remaining thick and short hair roots are still in the way.

Ignoring Monk Hu's advice, Zhong Sheng took out his knife and cut off all the remaining short hair.

"Slow down, let me help you."

Monk Hu looked at Zhong Sheng, his eyes were extremely clean, without any impurities.

He has a charisma that makes people trust him at first glance.

Zhong Sheng subconsciously refused, but when he saw Hu Seng's eyes, he agreed by chance.

Monk Hu took a short knife and gently scraped Zhongsheng's scalp. There was no severe pain as expected.

"Seng Hu, what is your short sword for?"

Monk Hu replied, "It's for tonsure. It seems that you and my Buddha are destined."

"No fate, absolutely no fate. My body, hair and skin are all affected by my parents. I would rather die than become a monk."

Zhong Sheng explained, "I met a strong enemy before, but I couldn't defeat him, and my head of black hair was torn off."

"When I find my lost companion and take care of myself, I will seek revenge on him."

Monk Hu shook his head and said, "Is it interesting to fight back and forth?"

"It's not interesting, but if I don't kill him, he will kill me."

After a while, a layer of black hair fell on the ground.

Zhong Sheng suddenly felt a cold feeling on the top of his head, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"Thank you, Monk Hu, what's your name?"

"Dharma!"

Hmm!

Zhong Sheng turned his head sharply and stared at Monk Hu opposite him. He was dressed as an ascetic and did not look like a Chinese.

But the time doesn't match up. Bodhidharma is from the Northern and Southern Dynasties. How can he survive to this day?

"Since you are Bodhidharma, recite two sections of the Yi Jin Sutra and listen to it."

Hearing this, Monk Hu Bodhidharma clasped his hands together and said, "Monks do not lie. This poor monk has never seen the Yi Jin Jing."

Just kidding!

Bodhidharma's status in martial arts novels is comparable to Mr. Lu Shuren in the world of jokes. All powerful martial arts secrets can be attributed to him. In fact, he is the founder of Zen Buddhism and a master of philosophy.

Zhong Sheng is still surprised, but Bodhidharma has already sent an invitation.

"Young man, you are seriously injured now and need someone to take care of you. For the time being, you will go with the poor monk."

Zhong Sheng didn't know yet that he was ordained by Bodhidharma himself, and although he didn't say it explicitly, he already had the status of master and disciple.

If he agrees to join the group, he will belong to the second-generation founder of Zen Buddhism and have a high status.

"That's fine!"

Zhong Sheng thought that he wanted to find the lost donkey and monkey, and also search for the Iron Buddha Temple to find out the whereabouts of Black Maitreya.

Bodhidharma is a Buddhist, so it should be a lot easier to follow him.

"Come, have something to eat."

Zhong Sheng wanted to refuse, but he found that his belly was empty, his luggage was all on the donkey, and he was now penniless.

I can only accept Bodhidharma’s kindness.

Bodhidharma's dinner consisted of a few roasted tubers, which were neither sweet potatoes nor potatoes. They contained a lot of fiber and were hard to chew.

"Is this what you want to eat?"

Bodhidharma explained, "All things are born to nourish people. There is no need to ask for transition. Just eat whatever you have."

Zhong Sheng had no appetite, so he ate a tuber and fell asleep.

In the second half of the night, Bodhidharma was still facing the burned-out fire, closing his eyes and meditating.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind, and there were whispers in the wind, mixed with shouts of death and threats.

"Five rampant soldiers and horses?"

Bodhidharma opened his eyes, raised his hand and said, "I have five directions of blue to protect my body. You can retreat!"

Although the other party was reluctant, after hanging around for a while, he found that he was invulnerable and had no choice but to leave with the wind.
Chapter completed!