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After listening to the monk's introduction, Fang Ming's doubts were like waves in a storm, one after another, surging and surging, and it was difficult to find a moment of peace.

There was a complex light flashing in his eyes.

The structure of this Buddhist country outlined an intricate picture in his mind.

The monk in front of him, wearing a Zen monk's robe, had a hollow look in his eyes and a mechanical tone.

He was just a Zen monk,

He couldn't even get the title of 72 bronze men. Did he really know the truth about the drought in the west?

How could this not make Fang Ming suspicious?

Fang Ming was anxious in his heart, and his voice involuntarily raised a few points, with a hint of urgency that was difficult to conceal: "Is this drought in the west caused by your Buddhist country?"

When the monk heard this, a subtle fluctuation flashed in his empty eyes, like a ripple in dead water, fleeting. Then, he nodded slowly, and the movement was so slow that it seemed as if every slight turn carried an endless weight: "Yes!"

Fang Ming thought to himself, it is true.

His guess was confirmed, and he became more and more certain that behind this drought, there must be the shadow of the Buddha Kingdom secretly controlling it.

He continued to ask, with a tone of unquestionable urgency: "How did you do all this? How can you solve this drought?"

Fang Ming stared at the monk, his eyes as sharp as a hawk, as if he wanted to penetrate the monk's soul and look directly at the truth behind it.

He waited and looked forward to it, and every slight movement touched his heartstrings.

Under the influence of the charm, the monk was unable to resist and opened his mouth to tell the truth.

However, at this moment...

Bang!

With a loud noise, like a bolt from the blue, the monk's head seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand and exploded directly, and blood plasma splashed like a fountain, which frightened Fang Ming so much that he almost jumped up.

Fang Ming stared at the scene in a daze, standing there with astonishment and confusion on his face.

He opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

He didn't expect that when he asked the key question, the other party's head would explode so suddenly and tragically.

This sudden change caught him off guard, and an indescribable fear and anger surged in his heart.

In the punishment cage, the blood of the headless corpse dyed the ground red, and the monk's head exploded and disappeared, leaving only a pool of scarlet blood and a headless corpse.

Fang Ming felt mixed emotions in his heart. He understood that this was an extreme measure taken by the Buddhist country to keep the secret.

Although the monk in front of him knew the truth, he couldn't tell it at all.

He knew it but couldn't tell it, and he would die if he opened his mouth. Such a secret is naturally not afraid of letting them know.

When the monk died, Fang Ming's anger and helplessness were intertwined.

He originally hoped that through this monk, he could uncover the truth behind the drought and solve the drought disaster as soon as possible.

But now it seems that this road is no longer feasible.

Fang Ming took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He looked at the punishment cage with cold eyes.

He thought to himself: It seems that I have to catch a monk of a high enough level to get this secret without dying.

After the monk died, the atmosphere around him became extremely heavy. Except for the two of them, there was no breath of any living creature here. Even the air seemed to be solidified by an invisible force, so heavy that it was almost impossible to breathe.

All around, countless monster corpses fell in a pool of blood, their faces twisted, as if telling the fear and despair in their lifetime.

Fang Ming stood at the entrance of the punishment cage, his eyes swept over these corpses, and his heart was mixed with mixed feelings.

He still had a lot of questions he wanted to ask but didn't have time to ask.

For example, the distribution of monster forces in the Western Buddhist Kingdom, where are the top leaders of the Buddhist Kingdom.

If he knew, Fang Ming would have gone to kill him all at once, saving him a lot of trouble.

Unfortunately, the monk died so suddenly, with his head exploded without any warning.

He wanted to find out the secret of the drought as soon as possible and save the people who were struggling in misery.

Whenever he thought of the people who were suffering from the drought, and the people he saw along the way who had left their homes and traveled in dust...

But now that things had come to this, he had no choice.

He reminded himself that next time he must ask everything he wanted to ask first, and then ask about the drought at the end, so as not to leave any regrets.

Fang Ming called out to Shyvana softly.

Then, Shyvana's huge body slowly unfolded outside the punishment cage, like a dark cloud covering the sky.

Her dragon wings flapped gently, bringing up a gust of wind, sweeping away the dust and blood around.

Fang Ming and Kailan Hall boarded the dragon again.On the dragon's back, he sat firmly.

Fang Ming took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, and then said in a deep voice: "Shivana, set off to the heart of the Buddha Kingdom."

Upon hearing this, Shivana roared with a voice full of majesty and power.

Her wings flapped violently, and her whole body soared into the air, rushing towards the depths of the Buddha Kingdom like an arrow from a string.

Fang Ming sat on the dragon's back, his eyes as firm as a torch.

However, in his heart, he was thinking about the structure of the Buddha Kingdom that the monk had just mentioned.

He murmured to himself: "Golden Body Arhat... The strong man from the Western Buddha Kingdom that day, the experience prompt that popped up after killing him showed that he was a golden body Arhat."

"It is undoubtedly an Arhat. In other words, if there are no new Arhats in the Buddha Kingdom now, there are only seventeen Arhats."

He secretly calculated in his heart, these seventeen Arhats should know the secret of the drought, right?

After all, they have become Arhats and have a high status. They should not be forbidden to speak, right?

He gently patted Shivana's dragon back, signaling her to lower the flying altitude.

Shivana understood, and her wings slightly folded, and her whole body flew steadily at a low altitude.

Fang Ming knew that there were temples everywhere in the Western Buddhist Kingdom. As long as he found a temple, he could find a monk.

At that time, he could do the same, control a monk, and force the truth out.

Even if he couldn't get the truth, at least he could have more local guides and more clues.