The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 390 Divine Stone
The old monk's final blow shattered the god's head.

And the energy of God's whole body, like a wild horse running wild, scattered in all directions and sent Erha, who had already transformed into a golden body, flying dozens of feet away.

Zhao Yu, however, was still firmly grasping the arms of God with both hands, and his strength flew past him, but it was difficult to shake Zhao Yu in the slightest.

But the old monk, the white awn in his hand instantly turned into a shield, protecting his whole body tightly.

Even the violent energy that flattened half of Jingshan Mountain was hard to hurt.

"God stone?!"

Zhao Yu's eyes widened, staring fixedly at the alms bowl in the old monk's hand which was gradually losing its brilliance.

This thing is a great thing. According to Zhao Yu's memory, even ordinary people who have no power to restrain a chicken can easily kill a top expert with this thing!

Of course, this is just an example.

Even if ordinary people hold this thing and want to fall on top experts, it is tantamount to nonsense.

"You recognize it?"

The old monk tightly held the bowl in his hand, raised his eyes to Zhao Yu, his eyes were full of guard.

"heard about it……"

Zhao Yu nodded, slightly suppressing the greed in his eyes.

"It is said that Nuwa repaired the sky and left behind four sacred stones, one of which is the ice soul, which is now hidden in the mansion of Xia Wang, and is used to guard the flesh of Lu's ancestors from corruption.

Second, it was found by Baijian Villa a hundred years ago in order to create a peerless sword.

The third is..."

Having said this, Zhao Yu moved his right hand slightly, and a long knife with a cold light appeared in his hand.

Snow drinking knife! !
"The third is the Snow Drinking Knife in my hand!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Yu looked at the bowl in the monk's hand, and the meaning was self-evident.

The fourth is the alms bowl in the hands of the great monk.

If Zhao Yu remembers correctly, the sacred stone in the monk's hand is the most miraculous one among the four sacred stones.

The shape of the body is like water, which can be ever-changing.

And the person who holds him can even increase his skill by dozens of times! !

A martial artist practices like a rock climber climbing a peak.

This dozens of times is not as simple as adding up.

Otherwise, why did the gods give this thing to a scholar back then, and the scholar could kill the woman who had learned the Yitian God Art by holding it? !
However, Zhao Yu remembered at the time that the book seemed to say that the woman had already noticed it when the scholar raised the bowl.

It's just that an idiot like her wants to measure the scholar's humanity with so-called feelings.

The results are predictable...

"I remember that this thing should be under the West Lake in Hangzhou. If it is away from that place for a long time, there will be great disasters."

Zhao Yu followed his train of thought and slowly cleared up this memory.

"Yes, the one-month period is approaching, and the old monk needs to return this object to its original place as soon as possible."

After hearing Zhao Yu's words, the great monk's expression weakened slightly.

Since Zhao Yu knew such details, he should understand that once this thing exceeds the period of one month, the affluent Southern Kingdom will become a purgatory on earth!

After the great monk finished speaking, he saluted Zhao Yu, then turned around and was about to leave.

Zhao Yu wants the divine stone?

There is no doubt about this, when he saw the old monk turning the god stone into a shield to resist his strength, he had the idea of ​​grabbing it.

But after thinking about it carefully, holding this thing is a disaster after all.

Although he is not a good person, but because of his greed alone, millions of people in the southern country will be devastated. Zhao Yu asked himself that he still couldn't be so ruthless.

Hey, after all, we are still good people...

Just as Zhao Yu was comforting himself, the great monk suddenly turned around and frowned slightly at Zhao Yu.

"Master still has a meeting with you?"

Seeing the Great Monk go and return, Zhao Yu, who wanted to check Erha, stopped immediately.

The words are polite, but the inner breath is released in an instant.

In the profession of monk, there are many compassionate people, and there is no shortage of extreme ones.

Zhao Yu knew why the great monk wanted to kill God.

But the current him, no matter his cultivation base or means, is enough to make this old monk make another move.

"The old monk has never met you before, why do you know that the old monk has murderous thoughts about the late Lord?"

The old monk couldn't figure it out, and the monks were most taboo to get entangled in their minds, so they simply asked.

"Old monk, don't forget that I was born in Jinyiwei and was in charge of Beisi Town Fushi. Is there anything in this world that Jinyiwei doesn't know about?"

Zhao Yu chuckled and opened his mouth to come.

The great monk didn't care about it, and raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "Even so, the benefactor has reached the realm of heaven and man, so how many people in this world can kill the benefactor?"

kill me?
Zhao Yu was taken aback for a moment, he really didn't think much about this question.

I didn't think about it before, because it was just nonsense to the former Zhao Yu.

The world is so big that there are a lot of people who can kill him.

But now it's different.

With the two great supernatural powers of Buddhism, and the strong internal energy such as Yuanji Moke Wuliang as the foundation, he also has many magical weapons in his hands.

Looking at the world, there are not many people who can kill themselves.

Zhao Yu had read countless novels when he was sitting on a salted fish in his previous life.

I understand a truth, the more I am in this situation now, the more cautious I have to be.

As long as there are one or two people who know their fate, they are enough to capsize their own gutter.

"Also ask the great monk to enlighten me!"

Zhao Yu turned around and saluted the great monk respectfully.

"The benefactor can put on his clothes first, and listen to the old monk speak slowly!"

The old monk smiled slightly and said calmly.

A gust of cool wind swept by, and Zhao Yu suddenly felt a chill coming from his lower body.

When I looked down, except for the two sets of body armor, I was completely naked again!
How many times is this the first time?

With a dark face, Zhao Yu moved one hand, and a long robe appeared in his hand, wrapped it around his body casually, and looked at the great monk.

"The benefactor got the mantle of Bodhidharma's ancestor, inherited the golden bell cover from Mo Ke Wuliang, and then learned the master's roar, so it seems that the origin of my Buddhism is not shallow."

"The old monk is willing to speak out, and he also sees that the benefactor has no intention of being a hero, and Chun Xue saved the people a year ago with great virtues, and he has good intentions..."

The old monk babbled for a long time, but he didn't catch a word of the master's words, and Zhao Yu almost fell asleep after hearing it.

"Like a benefactor, the world can hurt people, but four..."

Hearing that the old monk finally got to the point, Zhao Yu was shocked and immediately pricked up his ears.

It was a matter of his family and life, so he couldn't help being careful.

"One of them is in the Peerless City!"

The old monk looked towards the direction of Taiyuan Mansion in the northwest and said softly.

Peerless City?
Zhao Yu frowned. He still knew a little about Wushuang City, the most powerful being the Sword Master Dugu Jian.

But according to his current cultivation base, Dugu Jian seems not to be his opponent at all except that he realized Sword 23 in advance!

Besides, even if one realizes Sword 23, it is hard to break through the golden bell that is about to break through, right?
"It's not the Sword Master..."

Looking at Zhao Yu's expression, the old monk already understood what Zhao Yu was thinking of.

But before he intentionally made a fuss, Zhao Yu, who had heard his words, had already told him the thing that could threaten him in Wushuang City.

"Wu Sheng Dao Jue. Alluring Love?!"

(End of this chapter)