After the rebirth, the master was forced to collapse

The little monk felt that something was wrong, and subconsciously wanted to shout, but unexpectedly, Jiang Mu smiled at him, stretched out his hand and slashed at the back of his neck.

The little monk collapsed with an inconceivably limp face, and his body lay across the gate of the National Temple. Jiang Mu's eyes showed a little bit of disgust, and he stepped in without hesitation.

But he didn't expect that when his feet just landed on the ground, the surrounding environment suddenly changed, and a thick black fog enveloped them inside. Jiang Mu's eyes froze, and he subconsciously grabbed the Smell oblique.

Wen Xie paused, followed closely, with an inaudible smile on the corner of his lips: "Master, I am here."

Jiang Mu didn't have time to care about the smile in his heart, and frowned tightly: "Hold your breath, there's something in this fog."

Wen Xie hooked his lips, but did not move?

With his cultivation base, nothing can penetrate his body.

And the thing in the fog seems to be...

Jiang Mu felt something was wrong, but after a while the fog dissipated, revealing the surrounding environment.

——It was still in the National Temple, and they were still standing where they were before, but the surroundings were all dilapidated, and even the red dust on the walls of the temple had fallen off a lot.

The sound of the monks knocking on the wooden fish could not be heard, and the surroundings were completely silent. It looked like a temple that had been abandoned for a long time.

This? Is it an illusion, or just now? The one they saw? Is it an illusion?

Which one? is it true?

Wen Xie saw that he had been silent for a long time, so he clicked his tongue: "Master, are we looking for the little master now?"

Jiang Mu collected his thoughts and nodded.

This national temple covers a large area, and there are roads from all sides leading from the gate, and I don't know which direction his little brother is in, so just looking for it like this is really not a good way.

He thought for a while, then took out a sound transmission talisman from his storage bag, rubbed some spiritual power with his fingertips, but when the spiritual power touched the talisman paper, it was as if the talisman paper had been soaked in water, only a few wisps appeared Green smoke, no matter what, it can't be ignited.

It was not what he expected.

Perhaps, this is the reason why there is no news of his little brother.

Jiang Mu shook the paper talisman in his hand, and put it in his pocket casually, "Let's go separately."

Wen Xie frowned.

Jiang Mu explained: "The talisman paper is not flammable. It looks like a formation here. There are many people in the cultivation world who are good at formations, but there are not many who can trap your little uncle."

"Since your little uncle can be stopped by this formation, it means that the person who formed the formation is not low in strength. If he wants to kill us, it is easy to kill us, but if we come in, only the most dangerous person can pose a threat to us." The fog at the beginning, and the fog dissipated quickly, shows that the person behind is probably just trying to trap us."

"Besides, this deity is also a Mahayana period, so it won't disappear easily. This national temple is not small, and it's not easy to find someone. It's better for us to separate."

Wen Xie didn't say anything more this time.

Jiang Mu nodded towards him, and chose a random direction? Go there.

He guessed right, the person behind it seemed that he really didn't want to do anything to him, he walked all the way like this, and he didn't hear anything except the whistling wind in his ears.

But it wasn't completely unnoticed, at least the further he walked, the more familiar the formation became.

When he was traveling outside, he made many friends, among them was the saint son of Buddhism.

Liao Chi is different from them. He was born with Buddha bones, and he was taken back by the Buddhist sect to cultivate them carefully since he was born. .

People in the world say that where there is injustice in the world, there must be ignorance. When he left Buddhism, he also came out to practice. He saved many people along the way, so his reputation at that time was no less than that of Jiang Mu.

He is also good at formations, and he also likes to create some weird formations. The more Jiang Mu walks, the more he feels that this formation is a bit like an unfinished formation that Chi showed him a hundred years ago.

However, setting up this formation in the national temple already shows that this person has something to do with spreading demonic energy in Changliang territory. How could he do this if he is in Buddhism?

"Extreme beliefs are not necessarily a good thing", this sentence is clearly what he said!

Don't say that Rong Yu has also changed back then, Liao Chi is different from him, he has been in Buddhism since he was a child, and he is very indifferent to the hatred, anger, ignorance, love and hatred in the world, what can make him change so much?

Jiang Mu pursed his lips, and sat down on a stone stool by the side of the road.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, after thinking for a while, he slightly opened his lips and tried to shout: "Crazy?"

In the end, he laughed at himself again, he was also in a daze, so even if the person behind this is really an idiot, that's not necessarily true? I can hear——

His pupils shrank suddenly.

Not far in front of him, the inaudible thin mist in the surrounding air slowly condensed, and finally condensed into a humanoid shape.

After seeing the man's appearance clearly, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, that man is not an idiot.

But after a while, his heart was suspended again. The little bald man formed by the mist was obviously not a real person, and the expression on his face was as stiff as a puppet.

He smiled at Jiang Mu, clasped his hands together, and made a Buddhist ceremony: "Benefactor, my master invites you to have a hand-to-hand conversation."

No way……

Jiang Mu forcibly focused his attention, pretending to be calm on the surface: "Dare to ask, who is your master?"

The monk smiled, his face looked like it had just been peeled off and welded on, and when he smiled, there were creases on his face, which looked so weird and weird.

"Haven't you already guessed it?"

Damn... really crazy about that bald donkey?

Jiang Mu frowned secretly.

How much has he missed in the past hundred years? How come this one? Two?

But he didn't say anything, and followed the little bald head very obediently.

The bald head was very familiar with the dilapidated national temple, he led Jiang Mu around, and brought him to a Buddhist pagoda.

It's also strange, this pagoda is clean everywhere, it looks a bit like what Jiang Mu saw before entering the National Temple, but when compared with the surrounding environment, it doesn't look right no matter how you look at it.

The bald head didn't move, but turned his head and saluted Jiang Mu again: "Benefactor, please do what you want."

His head looked a bit like a juggling puppet that hadn't been sewn properly, Jiang Mu was terrified watching him salute, a little afraid that his head would fall off.

Before Jiang Mu spoke, the bald man turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared in front of the stone steps.

Jiang Mu frowned, raised his eyes to glance at the brightly lit tower, and always felt that he was not in the same space as before.

The tower is so tall and bright, it doesn't make sense that he hasn't seen it after walking for so long.

But if it's really not the same space, then when did the space switch along the way?

Jiang Mu pursed his lips again.

If it is really the imperfect array that Liao Chi showed him back then, then this array is quite powerful.

As he thought about it, he always felt uncomfortable in his heart. After a long time, he sighed and lifted his feet up the tower.

He walked all the way to the top of the tower along the lights that were on inside, and as soon as he stood still, he heard a familiar voice: "Jiang Mu, long time no see."

Really crazy.

Jiang Mu had mixed feelings in his heart, and his voice was a little hoarse when he spoke: "Why do you still remember me?"

Liao giggled a few times: "After all, we have known each other for so many years, and your face, even if someone imitates it, they may not be able to imitate Shen Yun."

Jiang Mu also smiled, feeling a lot calmer in his heart, and walked over.

This person still looks like a monk in the mountains, with a chessboard in front of him, a rosary in one hand, and a slight smile on his lips.

It is what it looked like a hundred years ago.

Jiang Mu shook his head, almost thinking that the hundred years was his illusion.

Liaochi continued to laugh: "Why do you still look like a Qingshui Taoist priest? You have seen it too. Even if Rinjian is without you, your brothers and sisters still take care of it? It is very well taken care of, and if I read correctly, you The current cultivation base is only in the foundation building period, why not change back to the previous state."

Jiang Mu sat down, and gently fiddled with the chess pieces that were glowing under the lamp with his fingers: "I'm used to it."

Liao Chi put down his hand playing the rosary, and smiled: "I would like to ask, how did you come back to life?"

I don't know? I don't know if it's Jiang Mu's illusion, but he always felt that the eyes that were insane just now were full of darkness.

He didn't hide it, and said directly: "At the beginning I left two drops of blood essence in the sword, and that kid Wen Xie used the blood essence to light the soul lamp."

Liao Chi squinted his eyes: "The Soul Lamp..."

He murmured, then lowered his eyes: "Come on, we haven't played chess together for a long time, you play two games with me?"

Jiang Mu frowned, didn't move? "I... have something to ask you."

"I know what you want to ask." Liao Chi raised his eyes again: "Isn't it why I am not in Buddhism, why did I do these things?"

He smiled lazily, but his tone was full of coolness: "Because..."

"My Buddha, killed my favorite girl."

Jiang Mu froze suddenly.

The author has something to say: Let me see which kid hasn't saved my pre-receipt OVO

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