"This man has the art of physical avatar. He must not be killed. As long as the physical avatar does not die, he cannot create a new physical avatar, so he must be imprisoned!"

"Elder of the clan, what should my subordinates do?" the clan general asked again.

"Bury him behind the station, but make sure he doesn't die!"

"My subordinates know it!" Upon hearing this, the clan general stood up immediately, turned around and walked out of the camp.

After a while, Yuanfang came to the rear of the station under the pressure of the supporting Luohu warriors.

Under Yuanfang's surprised gaze, a black demon clan will begin to dig a hole.

"What are you going to do?" Yuanfang felt something was wrong.

"Bury you!"

With that said, the black demon general waved to the Rahu ghost general who was pressing Yuan Fang.

Upon seeing this, the Rahu ghost general took a few steps forward and pressed Yuan Fang into the hole, leaving only his head outside.

After taking down Yuanfang, several generals of the Black Demon Tribe immediately clasped their fists towards the dozen or so Rahu ghost generals who came for support:

"Thank you to my fellow brothers for your help. We, the Black Demon Clan, will remember this kindness!"

When these ghost generals heard this, they couldn't help but nodded, and after being polite, they turned and left.

In fact, in the eyes of these Rahu ghost generals, this task of assisting in the capture of Yuan Fang was a bit uncomfortable, but the task was still very simple. It was a good thing to earn a favor from the Black Demon Clan for this!

After all, favor is very useful among fellow Rahu people.

When various races discuss resource allocation issues, you can increase the chips for your own race!

After the Rahu ghost generals who came for support left, the surrounding black demon generals turned their eyes to Yuan Fang buried in the soil, feeling relieved in their hearts.

After being tortured by this bald monk for a long time, I finally got rid of him this time!

"Donors, how long do you want to bury the young monk?" Yuan Fang asked with an innocent look.

"Five hundred years!"

After saying this, these ghost generals turned and left.

Yuanfang was stunned when he heard this.

Five...five hundred years?

…

For the next few days, Yuanfang was buried in a pit, exposed to the wind and sun every day, and his bare head endured the baptism of nature.

Yuan Fang could see that these Black Demon Clan warriors were not joking, they seemed to really want to bury him for five hundred years.

During this period, Yuanfang also thought about starving himself to death and thus freeing himself.

But what he didn't expect was that the Black Demon Tribe borrowed two soldiers from other tribes, and their daily task was to force-feed him food.

What's even more outrageous is that these foods actually contain meat!!!

Although the meat is delicious, it breaks the precept after all.

Yuanfang felt very sad about this, but he knew that it was force majeure, so the Buddha and the master should forgive him!

After a few days, Yuanfang completely adapted to being buried.

These days, what worries him most is the arrival of meal time!
Chapter completed!