In the cold winter, on the plateau, there is a deserted and uninhabited area. Looking up, it is flat and has no place to hide. Only some yellow weeds are tenaciously blooming green. A group of wild sheep runs by, stirring up dust.

Soon, more popularity began to increase here.

"Bodhisattva, it's been a long time since I've been missing," an old man with a solemn face, wearing a cassock and looking up, he was a great monk and master, twisting a string of rosary and nodding to a young man.

The Ghost King Bodhisattva just smiled slightly on his face, but didn't say anything.

"It is really puzzling to understand that Bodhisattvas came to the world first and established themselves as holy gate..." The old man frowned and twisted the rosary.

Young people still don't speak.

The old man finally was speechless.

"Hahaha, the two have arrived, and the old Taoist is about to be late," at this time, an old man with a bun with white hair and a black Taoist robe suddenly appeared.

But this old Taoist looks a bit strange. It's fine if he holds a white whisk in one hand, but he also holds a person in the other hand.

"Let me down, dad..." the person muttered.

"Shut up, in front of outsiders, either call me the master or call me the master. How many times have I said you were delivered by express delivery..." The old Taoist scolded the man in his hand.

"I know, dad," as soon as the man finished speaking, the old Taoist let go and fell to the ground with a "thump".

"Haha, don't be surprised. The old Taoist is a monk who has become a monk. He is not a family member. How could he marry and have children? This child was fed to me since childhood. I have eaten and urinated, so I treated me as my father without any restraint..." The old Taoist smiled at the two of them.

When the monk heard this, he just smiled and nodded, and said nothing.

But the young man became interested and looked at the young man who fell to the ground. The other person looked average and was only 17 or 19 years old. He looked like an old Taoist, nodded and said, "I heard that Master Ma was 38 years old when he became a monk. It seems that this child has a blood relationship with Master Ma. When he first met, he would have a little trick to protect his child."

As he said that, a crystal clear bead flew out of the young man's hands.

Master Ma reached out to take it, put it in the palm of his hand and wiped it, and raised it up to look at the sun.

After seeing it, his face bloomed: "It is said that Bodhisattvas are generous, but it turns out to be true. Since Bodhisattvas are willing to give such expensive things, they must be pleased with this child. I might as well give him to you as a boy under my seat..."

The young man who fell to the ground wailed: "Dad, you can buy you a relic, and your own son can sell it so happily."

Lao Dao whisked him and said, "You don't want to go to school well if you ask you to go down the mountain. You run back before you finish high school. You know that you are playing games every day. I can't care about you, so I'll give it to others. Others are not as soft as me..."

The young man was about to say something, but suddenly he looked solemn and reminded the two colleagues: "Here you come..."

At this time, the old Taoist looked up, lifted the young man, stuffed the relics into the young man's arms, and whispered: "Ping'er, Dad brings you out to see the world. Don't show off, hide it in a while."

After saying that, he pushed the young man, and the young man flew into the air, and then disappeared into the horizon.

At this time, a swarm of insects flew over the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and a vast and unstoppable formation. Around the distance, there were still many planes hovering, as if monitoring the movements.

"It's terrible. If they were allowed to spread to densely populated areas, I don't know how many casualties would be added," the monk felt compassionate and looked solemn.

Young man: "It's a pity that my ghost gathering banner has not been refined, and there are still three ghost kings as the banner owners. Otherwise, these insect groups would not have caused trouble in the world."

But the old Taoist smiled "haha", and a dazzling treasure appeared in his hand, saying, "The treasure that the old Taoist has worked hard to refine for several years has just been released, and he is about to find a sword test stone. Today, it is my Zishan Temple that is famous all over the world and has a grand vision."

While the three of them were talking, the swarm was approaching here, and under the swarm, they were flying away and chasing each other.

With the eyes of the three, I saw that person almost at the same time.

"This brother Long is here too," the young man smiled slightly.

The monk stretched his eyebrows and eyes: "Since there is a real dragon to help, and the power of the four of me should be able to eliminate this difficulty."

The old Taoist was stunned: "Oh, another one comes to grab the business."

In a blink of an eye, Xiake Jia came to the three of them, and at this time the swarm of insects above his head also set in the sky to stop flying and gradually descend.

System space.

Fang Ning couldn't persuade him, so he could read novels in the system Internet cafe alone to explain his boredom.

At this time, the system's uncle ended.

System: "You go out and run all three of them away, don't rob me of the monster."

Fang Ning: "Damn, I'll hand over my body to me when I use it. I have communication phobia, so I won't go..."

System: "This is what you said,"

Fang Ning: "Stop, go out..."

Xiake Jia glanced at the three of them a few times and confirmed that only one of them knew was the Ghost King Bodhisattva.

"Bodhisattva, long time no see, how are you doing lately?"

"Brother Long is polite, it's safe. I will reorganize it. Some sluts have been cleaned up. A few days ago, Gui Er reported that they had negotiated with the giant rat demon clan, and the other party agreed to restrain the giant rat and would not move the underground pipeline without any urgency. Brother Long can rest assured."

When Fang Ning heard this, he thought to himself that this was really good news, and it was not a waste of time to travel. However, the Gui Er seemed to be afraid that the Knight A would die, so he did not dare to come here to report the news in person.

Xiake Jia: "Then the Bodhisattva will have to worry about it."

After Fang Ning made some polite words, he was worried that the old man in this system is not human and does not understand the worldly ways. It is too easy to offend people. If the Ghost King Bodhisattva doesn’t say it, the other two must be the same level bosses. They will be squeezing others away. How can they speak up?

Xiake Jia was in a daze, and the other three people didn't urge him, just thinking that he was thinking about how to join forces to deal with the swarm of insects that were about to land in the sky.

After a while, the monk said, "I have a four-simile formation here, which was given by a fellow Taoist in the previous world. It is extremely powerful and can form a closed space, which can suppress all the insect groups. It just requires the cooperation of four top experts with the same strength."

System space.

System: "No need to rush, leave them behind, just tell them that they will only maintain a closed space for a while and not let a bug run away. Let's do the things to kill monsters."

Fang Ning: "Fortunately I didn't speak. Uncle, you have changed and it's hard for me to do it."

System: "Go quickly."

Xiake Jia clasped his fists at the monk: "It is rare that the monk has such a method. Since this is the case, then implement it quickly. All three of them are monks, and they are not suitable for being contaminated with too much blood. There are thousands of bugs that are difficult to count. Let me do it for you to get rid of these monsters."

The monk smiled slightly and was very satisfied. It was said that the Knight-King-Kai is arrogant, but after contacting him personally, it was rare that this person was so thoughtful.

It is naturally not convenient for him to get too much blood, but if he follows the previous world's approach and just suppresses those insect groups, in the current situation, it is similar to burying a time bomb. I don't know how many evil thoughts it will attract. It's better to clean it up at once, so he still knows this.

The Ghost King Bodhisattva also nodded: "Okay, I don't want to kill more, so I'll bother Brother Long."

The old Taoist Zishan Temple saw that two of the three agreed, looked at the treasure in his hand and sighed: "Forget it, monks are compassionate. Suppressing demons and eliminating demons is a matter of internal affairs, but if you want to kill so many at once, the old Taoist is also unbearable. It's a pity for me, this treasure..."

At this time, Ma Ping, who was hiding in a sunken place on the ground, couldn't help but curl his lips and whispered: "Dad, you fool me. I don't know how many demons and monsters that harm people have used to refine them. Are you afraid of killing more? Are you afraid of revealing your feelings in front of the other two authentic monks?"

The four of them discussed and stopped. The swarms were still slowly landing. The monk immediately took out a thick piece of cloth with some words and images embroidered on it.

The monk said: "The four-symbol formation is powerful, but it is simple and easy to distribute. It can be learned on the spot when you put it in the eyes of a master. It is the proud work of my close friend in the previous world. The three colleagues can tell at a glance."

As he said that, he reached out and sent the cloth slowly flew towards the Ghost King Bodhisattva.

The Ghost King Bodhisattva did not answer at all. He just glanced at him and nodded, "I already understand."

Then the Bodhisattva stretched out his hand and the cloth flew towards the old Taoist again.

The old Taoist twisted his beard, looking relaxed, and his eyes swept towards the cloth.

He felt bitter in his heart, but he smiled "hehe" on his face: "This is my Taoist thing, and the old Taoist is even more difficult."

At this time, he secretly sent a voice to somewhere behind him.

"Ping'er, I'll send you a four-simile array diagram in the sea of ​​consciousness later. Tell me how to use it..."

Ma Ping: "Dad, you are just practicing your so-called efficient method of subduing demons and eliminating demons. You have forgotten the basic skills of Taoism. You dare to say that you want to carry forward the Zishan Temple every day..."

"Stop talking nonsense, if you don't hurry up, I will really lose face in front of the three fellow Taoists. When I go back, I confiscate all your game console, tablet, and phone, and let you play tricks..."

"I'll explain it to you right away. You wait for a while and say you're bringing me to see the world. I think you've expected this to happen..."

The monk naturally didn't know these episodes. When he saw the old Taoist say this, he felt relieved. This was originally a gift from a fellow Taoist, so he naturally didn't worry that the famous master of demon-removing Taoist Ma would not understand it.

He just looked at Xiake Jia with a little concern. This guy is Long and probably not very proficient in formation. He may have to explain it.

Unexpectedly, Xiake Jia also glanced at him and had a expressionless face: "It's quite simple, I've already watched it."
Chapter completed!