"My Buddha is compassionate, why did the donor kill again?" The old monk looked like a paranormal figure.

"Your bird poured my shit and urine, didn't you see it?" Jiang Chen said with his hands on his hips.

"The old monk was not blind and didn't see my bird at all. Well, well, my mockingbird put the shit on you." The monk felt a little strange and changed his words as he was halfway through his speech.

"I see that you are not only blind but also deaf. Didn't you hear it scold me loudly?" Jiang Chen said angrily. This old monk was obviously protecting his calf.

"The Buddha said: Do not look at what is wrong, and do not listen to what is wrong! The so-called color is empty and is color. I did not hear any angry curses." As the old monk said, he actually recited the monk's sutra.

When the general heard this, he was obviously protecting his calf. He stopped talking to him and continued to walk towards the back mountain. The monk stood on the mockingbird and saw that he was no longer noisy, so he patted the bird's head. The mockingbird soared into the sky, and looked at the direction that he was also heading towards the Tiger Roaring Mountain.

Not long after, Jiang Chen came to the near the cave and saw a big bird parked on a willow tree next to the cave. When he looked closely, he saw that it was a mockingbird, and the monk who was originally standing on it was gone.

Jiang Chen hesitated for a moment, and then heard a voice in the cave. Who is coming to see the master? Jiang Chen was a little curious about who the monk was, so he ran into the cave in three steps. When passing the willow tree, Jiang Chen made a face at the mockingbird, and the mockingbird also stuck out his tongue at the mockingbird, and each of them laughed.

When he walked into the cave, he saw Damo squatting on the ground and still fiddling with the tortoise shell. Wenbin was fiddling with the medicinal herbs next to him, but the monk turned his back to Damo and didn't know what he was looking at.

"Master! Who is this person?" Jiang Chen walked to the desert and asked quietly.

"Well, it's me that I'm here. Come and see your uncle Master Qiushui. He is now the head of Qinglong Temple and the leader of the righteous alliance." Damo heard a few steps and confirmed that he was the general minister and waved immediately.

"Uncle Master." The general called respectfully.

"Well, senior brother, I heard you have taken two more disciples. I have seen one just now. Let me see how this is." As Qiu Shui said that, she turned around and looked at her deep eyes. You Shen Wuqing seemed to be able to see his soul. Jiang Chen suddenly shivered and thought to himself: What a cold technique, I only took a look at my energy and even my energy was frozen.

"Well, it's good, it's good. It's just a few days to conquer Gongsun Shenguan. It's a good seedling!" Qiu Shui looked away without expression, turned her eyes away, and turned her back to look at the stone wall in the cave.

"Senior brother, I heard that you accepted a demon demon as his disciple. Is it him? Do you know that I hate evil, are you going to do the right thing with me and the whole righteous?"

Jiang Chen raised his chest and said, "Yes, it's me, and I'm also the leader of the Tianshen Cult."

Damo smiled and said, "I'm very happy that you can come to see me, but don't scare my disciples, you know I have a temper too." Damo stood up, and the waves of air gushed out, bulging the monk's robe with the wind. Then he became angry and his voice became louder and louder: "So what if I go against the whole world? So what if I go against the sky, I go against the sky?"

Qiu Shui turned around, her eyes flashed with light, she clenched her fists and let go, and then clenched them again and then let go. After repeated this several times, she breathed out and said, "Senior Brother, you have changed. You wouldn't be so irritable in the past. What's wrong with your eyes? There are still people in this world who can hurt you."

Damo seemed to be deflated, and he squatted down again and said, "I have indeed changed. Since I left Qinglong Temple and since I saw the scene of God, it has changed. Who hurt me? Haha, God!"

Qiu Shui's face changed drastically, and suddenly turned around and was shocked: "Are you saying: Xu?"

Damo nodded slowly: "You are just a wedding dress for others. What's more, the Gods Sect has escaped from the world and hid in the ancient battlefield, and they are already declining."

Jiangchen didn't expect that Master Damo would plead for the God Sect. He knew that there was his own relationship in it, and he was still very moved.

Qiu Shui's face returned to a cold look: "The demon taught me that I must be destroyed, you can't stop me."

Damo slowly shook his head and stopped talking.

After a quiet moment, the general suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Uncle Master, do you think this is good?"

Qiu Shui turned around and looked at Jiangchen, her eyes narrowed into a line.

"Uncle Master, you just don't worry about the Tianshen Cult. If the Tianshen Cult no longer gives up fighting for the Middle Earth for the sake of disaster, can you let the Tianshen Cult go?"

"To be kind? Humph, who can guarantee it?" Qiu Shui said.

"I!" Jiang Chen slapped his chest and said.

"You? Are you the leader of the Demon Cult? How can you guarantee it?"

"How about I go to Middle-earth to be a hostage?" said Jiang Chen.

Qiu Shui stopped talking, but pondered, and then slowly said: "It's so great that you can worship my righteous sect and never see the Demon Cult members. In this way, I will let you go."

Qiu Shui was also thought about the proposal of the general minister. In this way, he could avoid the disaster of swords and weapons. Although the Tianshen Cult has declined, it is easy to get out of the ancient wasteland and difficult to enter, and the large army cannot attack at all. Not only will the casualties be severe, it will also enhance the confidence of the Tianshen Cult. Now the leader of the Demon Cult is willing to go to the Middle Earth Continent to be a proton. Although he cannot disintegrate the Demon Cult, he will seize the constraints of the Demon Cult, and the Demon Cult will not have a prosperous day without a leader.

Qiu Shui was in a good mood and didn't wait much immediately. When he asked when the generals would enter Middle Earth, he stood up and said goodbye.

That night, the desert gave him all his gifts, and he gave the follow-up Arhat, Bodhisattva, Buddha, and Tathagata to the ministers, because in three days the ministers would enter the Middle Earth as a material.

When Damo asked Jiangchen about his future plans, Jiangchen said that he could not waste his time in his practice. He wanted to join the Tongtian Sect, a famous Taoist sect in Zhongtu, because now that he has learned Buddhist skills, he also wants to see the Taoist sect's pulse technique. In fact, another reason is that he subconsciously wants to be with his future wife Yan Ling'er.

It was dark that the General Chen returned to the Wild Temple. Before he finished his meal, he found Hu and Zhao. As soon as he saw General Chen, Hu Er told him good news: the headquarters of the Red Society Group had held a meeting to study their plans. The conference unanimously passed a resolution and decided to do its best to rebuild the Tianshen Cult as the first step to rebuild the Great Wilderness Kingdom. In addition, the teaching team was also organized and various scientific and technological books and pulse secrets were immediately established to transport them.

When they knew that Jiang Chen was going to be hostages for the sake of the Tianshen Cult, they were also very moved. They immediately saluted Jiang Chen and promised to do their best to help the Holy Cult establish an education system to cultivate talents. Jiang Chen decided to give the future of the Tianshen Cult to Hu and Zhao completely, and let them keep it confident that they were going to Middle-earth as hostages.

It was already midnight when Jiangchen returned to the temple. Li Yihuan was still waiting for him to come back. Jiangchen felt a little moved and immediately threw himself into Li Yihuan's arms. Jiangchen told Li Yihuan that he planned to send Yan Ling'er back to the Tongtian Sect and travel to Middle-earth. Although this was an excuse, Jiangchen said it was very true, and Li Yihuan couldn't help but believe it. Jiangchen couldn't sleep all night and told Li Yihuan his comprehensive plan, and asked him to preside over all the affairs of the Tianshen Sect, and waited until he came back to preside over the next major plan.

That night, Li Yihuan handed Jiang Chen a book and told him to keep it safe. When Jiang Chen looked at it, he saw three ancient big characters "Tianshen Jue" on the written word. This is the supreme classic of the Gods' Cult!

The next day arrived soon, Jiang Chen and Yan Ling'er bid farewell to everyone, and under the guidance of the guardian Yao, they quickly walked out of the ancient plateau. Looking back, they saw a piece of Gobi yellow sand behind them, and the space fragments were intertwined and there was no way out. No wonder outsiders could not enter the ancient battlefield. This barrier was even confusing.

Jiangchen and Yan Ling'er held hands and came to a nearby village. There were only a dozen families in the village named Xiaoli Village. At this time, a thunder thunder sounded in the sky, and the two looked into the sky.

At some point in the world where the world in the west of the village was in communication, a black fog suddenly popped up and rolled towards the village. The black fog followed by a white light, which was extremely dazzling and was chasing him quickly.

The black fog was extremely fast, and it soon approached the sky above Xiao Li Village, flipped and was about to fly down.

"A evil beast, you will still harm people!" Only a loud shout in the white light, a white light came out and shot into the black fog. Only a "clang" sound of metal attacks, the white light barely returned, and a muffled groaned in the black fog, obviously, stopped in the air, the black fog concentrated, and a person appeared.

This person is five feet long, covered with black cloth, red hair and long beard, which is no different from an ordinary old man. His eyes are very small, but his eyes are white, and his eyes are cold and lonely.

The white light stopped abruptly ten feet away, and the light dissipated. A disciple of cultivation appeared. He stepped on a flying sword, his arms behind his back, and stood in the wind, extremely chic. He was about 20 or 30 years old, and was white and clean. He was wearing a white robe and embroidered with the three words "Tongtian Sect" on his chest. He was heroic and upright. It seemed that he was a disciple of the Tongtian Sect!

"Bai Sheng, are you done?" A hoarse sneer from the old man in black came out.

"Go back with me, I have a long beard, and I may spare your life." The disciple of Bai Sheng Tongtian Sect asked him to sort out his wrinkled clothes, looking like he was not caring. But he was thinking in his heart that the zombie's eyes were white. According to what the master said, it was a level five zombie. It was logical that he could still deal with it, but it took some effort to subdue it.

The old man in black who had long beard laughed wildly, stopped laughing for a moment and said, "Go back with you? Be your experimental subject? Dream! Do you think I don't know what you think?"

"You can't beat me, it's better to be obedient." Bai Sheng raised his head and squinted his eyes and warned.

Changlang snorted coldly: "You have been chasing me for more than half a month, aren't you just trying to verify my ability? I have no intention of being an enemy of you. As a zombie, I have never sucked human blood. At most, I sucked some animal blood. Do you refuse to let me go?" As he said that, his eyes glanced around, and it seemed that he was trying to escape in the open, but in fact he was confirming whether he had any accomplices. The secret center said, do you think I really can't beat you? Usually I dare not be enemies with you, but today you force me to come here. If you have a way in heaven, you don't go, and if you have no way in hell, you will break in. Today, you must taste the blood of those who practice Taoism.

"If you want to blame, you have to blame yourself. In the past century, I have never heard of zombies causing trouble. Only you dare to commit crimes everywhere. Who can you blame yourself for your own death?" Bai Sheng stared at the old man and was careful to avoid him suddenly running away. He held one hand behind his back, secretly pinching his hand. A ball of white light gradually gathered in his palm, intending to attack him.

"You are looking for death!" Changlang shouted coldly and moved instantly, with a very fast speed. A afterimage came to Bai Sheng in an instant and punched the door.

After being a corpse, zombies are different from humans and have different superpowers.

Bai Sheng knew the speed and strength of the long beard in his chest several times in the past half month.

As a practitioner of Taoism, his body is fragile and he has no time to protect himself from his luck. He can only dodge and stay away. However, at the moment of moving, he sent out the light in his hand, and the light that had been brewing for a long time came to the long beard's chest in an instant and passed through his chest.

The long beard sniffed and spurted out blood. He looked at Bai Sheng not far away, wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and sent it to his mouth, and sneered, "You are reluctant to kill me." After saying that, he forced him up again, and the speed was even faster than before.

Bai Sheng thought that he was indeed an zombie that could not be killed, and there was no serious injury in this way. But Bai Sheng was prepared for it. While retreating quickly, he used his right sword technique to Xu Yin. The flying sword barely blocked the long beard fist and made a "dessert" sound. The sword flew back. Bai Sheng retreated ten feet away. Taking this opportunity, his right hand pointed like a sword. He pointed his chest and stood in front of his chest with a "swoosh" pointing at the long beard, and his hands slowly circled.

The sword instantly produced more than ten sword shadows, and followed the sword technique and went straight to Changbing. The long beard did not retreat but advanced, and quickly swung his fist at the sword shadow. A series of fists were intertwined in front of him. With the sound of metal shattering, the sword shadows dissipated one after another. Only the sword itself was pressed against Changbing's right fist, and the wound appeared on the right fist, and blood gushed out.
Chapter completed!