A strong sense of oppression came from the sky.

The old monk stood on the lawn in the backyard as steady as Mount Tai.

The old Taoist priest Wang Ping still has no idea of ​​the specific situation, so he will not act casually. He just stands not far from the two monks and waits and sees what happens.

But Luo Luo, who is the owner of this room, almost gritted his teeth, and with a single finger, Shen Shen Ling turned into a huge spirit snake and rushed towards the old monk's face.

……

Just holding Li Yuewen's small hand, Xu Xiaolou, who was about to rush out from the corridor, froze.

In the corridor, there was a group of bald heads.

These bald heads stood neatly in the corridor, with no magical artifacts on their bodies, only a thin cloth. They put their hands together and looked compassionate.In the cracks of the dry and cracked floor in the corridor, dust rose slightly, as if it was pulled by some kind of air mechanism.Xu Xiaolou knew that this aura came from the group of monks in front of him.

Xu Xiaolou stood still, pointed at the group of bald heads with his wooden sword, turned his head and said to Li Yuewen with a smile: "Look, this group of monks doesn't have a good thing, so let me just say that my intuition is right?"

Li Yuewen, who was dressed in plain clothes, looked as cold as a glacier, and said softly: "If there is no good thing, then kill them all."

Li Yuewen was very angry and annoyed, she felt that she was being played by these monks like a monkey during this time.

They kept calling her 'My Buddha'

They even did not hesitate to face, pretending to be obedient grandsons in front of her, Li Yuewen.

All of what they did turned out to be fake?

Li Yuewen's eyes became colder and colder, that plain face was covered with frost.

They were fake, but she took it seriously.

Her own younger brother is an eminent Buddhist monk who has cultivated a golden body relic, so she has always had a good impression of Buddhism.But just like an old saying that has been passed down through the ages, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment... She is extremely disappointed now.If the group of monks hadn't been so attentive in the first place, if they'd just treated her like an ordinary person.Then she, Li Yuewen, will not be so angry when she sees the scene now.

Li Yuewen is a very straightforward girl.

As early as when I first met Xu Xiaolou, I realized that Xu Xiaolou had some affection between men and women for me, so I was very decisive at the wine table, breaking the other party's assumptions with my amazing drinking capacity.

So, she is really straightforward.

She held Xu Xiaolou's hand tightly, and the ground three feet in front of her was condensed with frost visible to the naked eye.

……

Xu Xiaolou noticed the woman's aura, and probably understood why the other party's emotions caused it.

He sighed.

kill?

How to kill?

The average strength of this group of monks is around the third level, not to mention Xu Xiaolou, even if they meet Wang Ping or Luo Luo in the backyard at this time, it will be a bit tricky to deal with.Not to mention them...

Besides, now is not the time to fight emotionally.

The cassock covering the sky always gave Xu Xiaolou a very uneasy feeling.

He had to escape here quickly, find a safe place, and make plans.

……

At this moment, a loud bang came from behind.

Xu Xiaolou turned his head and saw a dazzling light suddenly blooming on the green lawn in the backyard.

Fighting has started there.

The expressions of the group of monks standing in front of them changed slightly, and they stopped blocking their way and went straight to the end of the corridor.When passing by Xu Xiaolou and the others, Li Yuewen originally wanted to make a move, but Xu Xiaolou held her hand and signaled her not to move.

In Xu Xiaolou's heart, he still had the previous idea. Now is not the time to be impulsive. The most important thing to do now is to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

……

A monk quickly flew over and rushed straight to the battlefield where the battle was taking place.

The old monk made a lotus print with one hand, and a lotus base grew out of the soles of his feet.A huge Buddha statue was born behind him, reflecting a golden light in the sky that was darkened by the cassock.

Bound Shenling collided with the Buddha statue, lost, and flew back backwards.

This golden Buddha statue is like a golden flame burning around it, as if it wants to burn up this space.

The old Taoist priest Wang Ping, who was standing not far away watching the battle, frowned tightly. When he first saw this group of monks, he was a little puzzled in his heart, and he always felt that the other party's behavior was very strange.

What made him even more puzzled was that, as a swordsman of Wudang Mountain, he had a very high seniority. Although he often stayed in the back mountain to meditate, he occasionally went out to visit various sects.He once visited the eminent monks in the temple in the inner room of Shaolin.He was familiar with almost every high-level monk, but he was very sure of the group he met here in the frontier, and he had never met each other.

If it wasn't for the aura exuding from the other party's body, but because of the real Buddhist internal force, he even suspected that the other party was a fake monk who pretended to be a fake monk.

And that big bronze clock...

It should be a magic weapon, the exact grade is unknown, even the well-informed Wang Ping couldn't confirm its grade.

Moreover, I have never heard of any eminent monk from the Shaolin lineage who used big bells to make utensils...

Wang Ping looked up at the robes covering the sky.

The cassock had become huge at this time, as if boundless, covering the entire sky.Then, it shrouded the top of the tavern.

As it fell, the light became weaker and weaker. I'm afraid it won't be long before this place will turn into darkness except for the light that blooms from the Buddha body figure behind the old monk.

Wang Ping turned his head and continued to look at the big clock.

He has no intention of leaving here.

He was assigned to the frontier for the purpose of stabilizing the frontier.

The tavern is the most stable existence in the frontier.

Now that there is an abnormal situation here in the tavern, he naturally wants to stay here.

The reason why he didn't make a move was because of the big clock.

Because for some reason, he felt that the big clock was a very dangerous thing.

It was even scarier than the cassock covering the entire sky at this moment.

……

As the golden Buddha Dharma figure behind the old monk withdrew its light, the big bronze bell suddenly began to hum softly.

When Wang Ping heard the buzzing sound, he felt extremely familiar.

He seems to have heard this bell somewhere...

Moreover, as the bell rang, the middle-aged monk who carried the big bell on his shoulder suddenly showed a painful expression. His knees were slightly bent, his expression was painful, and his bald head was instantly covered with sweat.

Seeing this situation, Wang Ping frowned and immediately understood what was going on.

The big clock seems to have become heavier...

Not a good thing.

It's really getting heavier.

Only the middle-aged monk who was carrying it on his shoulder knew how heavy the big clock had become.

The original weight, which was several tons, suddenly increased several times with the sound of humming.

The middle-aged monk felt like he was carrying a huge mountain.

……

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