boom!!

There was a muffled sound, the hillside shook and rocks rolled down. Two figures ran away with swords and stopped half a mile away.

"Finally it's done. After killing this old monster, I can live in seclusion in the mountains quietly."

Yan Chixia sheathed her sword and stared at Liao Wenjie like a knife. The implication was that it was almost time for those who disturbed his seclusion to leave.

"Congratulations to Master Yan for getting what he wanted, but there is no time in the mountains. Don't forget the three-year agreement. My brother-in-law is waiting for you in Nowhere." Liao Wenjie reminded.

In fact, there is no need for Yan Chixia to say more, Liao Wenjie is also ready to say goodbye. After living in Lanruo Temple for half a year, the tool man Yan Chixia has no profit to squeeze out of him. Today, he is invited to take action and give the dryad grandma a happy life together, just before leaving.

Signal.

"I am Master, and the brat who had a three-year contract came to me, so there is no reason for me to go to him." Yan Chixia muttered, saying different things.

After saying that, he returned to the hillside with his sword and struck the rocks with his sword, trying to dig out the body of the tree demon.

Liao Wenjie raised his brows and smelled the smell of 'benefits'. The red thread turned into a ghost hand, digging a big hole like a dog plow, and dug out a burnt wooden pile from deep underground.

Clang!

Yan Chixia swung her sword to sweep away the sword energy, removing the burnt dead wood, leaving a square golden tree core about the height of a person.

"This is?"

"The core of a thousand-year-old tree, I can't say how precious it is, can just be used to make arrows to destroy evil." Yan Chixia raised her hand and patted the core of the tree until it made a banging sound.

"Tsk, it's so miserable to be a monster. You'll be chased and chopped by old Taoist priests while you're alive. After you die, even your body will be put back into the furnace for reuse."

"Stop talking sarcastically. If it were you and I who died in the hands of the old monster from Black Mountain, the result would not be much better. At best, I will be refined into a ghost general. From now on, I will be driven by him. You and Ning Caichen, the two pretty boys, will be the same."

It's too bad, many monsters and monsters just like this."

"That's right, so..."

Liao Wenjie pointed at the core of the tree: "I also have a share in subduing demons, and I will be given some evil-killing arrows!"

"You don't have a magic bow, so what do you need arrows for?"

"That makes sense. Having arrows but not a bow means nothing. So... Master Yan, you are already living in seclusion. Why don't you give me the magic bow in your hand and I can use it to slay demons? It would be a nice talk."

"..."

Yan Chixia turned around and returned to Lanruo Temple with fierce words.

…

Three days later, Liao Wenjie rode his horse on the official road, heading towards Luoyan Gorge.

The magic bow was not deceived, and the evil-breaking arrows were not his share, but the old Taoist priest kept his words about driving people away, but he was still very sincere and gave him seven soul-locking needles as a practical gift.

Liao Wenjie was so moved that he stayed in Lanruo Temple to drink with Yan Chixia for three days. He couldn't drink anymore, so he escaped from Lanruo Temple this morning.

Right now, he is looking for Ning Caichen.

After dealing with the Dryad Granny and cleaning up the remaining remnants, he did not feel like he could leave the current world. He immediately realized that the journey of refining the heart was not over yet.

According to Uncle Jiu's experience that time, there is only one possibility, and there are still waves of SS that have not been finished yet!

The centipede spirit Pudu Cihang.

It is not difficult to find Pudu Cihang. This demon pretends to be the body of a Buddhist monk and is a famous protector of the country. In the past six months, he has secretly killed the imperial officials, controlled the government, sucked the luck of the imperial court, and wanted to transform into a dragon.

Because of his overwhelming power, Pudu Cihang built palaces in various places, and his whereabouts were known to everyone, so it was no secret.

But before that, Liao Wenjie wanted to find Ning Caichen first. According to the original plot, Ning Caichen left Lanruo Temple and was imprisoned for no reason because he looked like a fugitive with a big beard.

Two eyes and one nose, so they look alike!

Ning Caichen spent a long time in prison until he turned into a bearded man. Then one dark and windy night, he was secretly dragged out by the executioner for questioning.

Fortunately, with the help of his fellow inmates, he successfully escaped from prison.

After not seeing each other for half a year, and because of his own intrusion, Liao Wenjie was not sure whether Ning Caichen would still have such bad luck, so he could only return to Luoyan Gorge and follow the route of the provincial examination, searching town after town.

Approaching Luoyan Gorge, the previously collapsed canyon had been repaired. He turned around on his horse and was about to leave. Suddenly he remembered something. He tied the horse in the dense forest and flapped his wings to fly towards the deep mountains and old forests.

The ruins of the City of Wasted Death.

Half a year has passed, and I don’t know what the condition of this city is, whether it will become a gathering place for ghosts in the world. If there are many monsters, it is inevitable to give it a slap in the face, and use a mountain of money to suppress it.

The wings of the ghost hand flew across the sky, and Liao Wenjie could see the ruins of Wushou City from a distance, as well as the palm prints he left behind.

The situation was much better than he imagined. Perhaps it was because of the broad daylight. Although the entire ruins of the City of Death were filled with gray fog, there was no overly strong evil smell.

There are a lot of wandering ghosts, but they are all insignificant little shrimps and cannot make a difference.

Liao Wenjie frowned. He saw a ray of golden light at dawn in the fog, fluttering like the wind, weak but very Zen-like.

The ghost-hand wings fell into the forest, and Liao Wenjie strode towards the direction of Fusei City. Within a moment, he came to a thatched cottage.

A young monk in monk's robes, about ten years old, was planting vegetables by the thatched cottage. When he saw Liao Wenjie approaching, he immediately clasped his hands together and said, "Donor, this place is filled with evil spirits. It is not a good place for sightseeing. Please hurry up."

Leave."

"Since the evil spirit is so high, why don't you, a little monk, just leave and stay here in a hut?"

"It is because the evil spirits are soaring into the sky and the evil wind persists for a long time that the young monk stays here. He just wants to recite sutras every day and relieve the resentment here."

"Is this... a grand wish?"

"I don't dare. The young monk has low abilities and doesn't dare to make great wishes. It's just..."

The young monk blushed and said, "I'm not afraid of the donor's jokes. There is a sentence in it, 'Who will go to hell if I don't go to hell?', the young monk thinks...it makes sense."

"It turns out he is a Buddhist monk, so disrespectful."

Liao Wenjie's face turned pale. Regardless of whether the young monk was overestimating his abilities or not, this awareness alone was extraordinary.

The young monk waved his hands repeatedly: "No, young monk Baiyun is not an eminent monk."

"Baiyun..."

Liao Wenjie's eyes flashed. If he remembers correctly, the white-bearded monk who killed the old Black Mountain monster a hundred years later was called Zen Master Baiyun, but that was a hundred years later.

Is it the same name, or is it that the little monk in front of me can live for a hundred years?

It seems possible that Yan Chixia was over 150 years old and spent almost a hundred years in Lanruo Temple before she died. Baiyun was over ten years old and had accomplished Buddhism, so living another hundred years would not be a problem.

"Master Baiyun, I have to say something harsh. I see that you are still young and you are not very advanced in Buddhism. Even if you recite sutras sincerely every day, I am afraid that you will not be able to overcome the evil spirits in this place."

Liao Wenjie said: "Why don't you go back to the mountain gate, be a monk and ring the clock for a day, and one day become a famous monk? Wouldn't it be happier?"

"No, sincerity brings wisdom. As long as the young monk recites sutras sincerely, he will definitely be able to relieve the evil wind and resentment in this place!"

Bai Yun's eyes were firm, and he immediately blushed the next second: "Moreover, the young monk is not a master, nor can he become a high monk. His wisdom, perseverance, and courage cannot compare with other brothers. Being able to save this place is the young monk's lifelong wish."

"I do not believe!"

Liao Wenjie shook his head: "In the master, I really don't see any wisdom. He doesn't look very smart, but his perseverance and courage are far beyond ordinary people. If everyone in the world had an innocent heart like yours, how could monsters and monsters run rampant?"

"The donor is serious, the young monk... is not that good." Bai Yun couldn't help but praise, and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Master has great ambitions, so I won't interrupt you. You can plant vegetables slowly while I leave first as a courtesy."

"Donors, walk slowly, remember not to stay around for a long time, and be sure to leave before nightfall."

Watching Liao Wenjie leave, Bai Yun clasped his hands together, suppressed his hunger, gritted his teeth and continued to plant vegetables.

At this moment, a hurricane struck from behind. As soon as Bai Yun noticed it, he was slapped hard on the back of the heart.

"puff!!"

Bai Yun vomited blood and turned pale. He turned around stiffly and saw Liao Wenjie's face. He said in disbelief: "Donor, why would you harm this young monk if you have no grievances?"

"Hey, hey, little monk, you are as stupid as a donkey, you are so warm-hearted towards everyone, and you are not wary at all. How can you survive in this world?"

Liao Wenjie smiled ferociously and said ferociously: "You are going to be killed sooner or later, so why not leave your life to me and save yourself a few years of punishment?"

"No, you can't! This place is full of evil spirits. If I die here, I will definitely turn into a fierce ghost. When the benefactor encounters my unjust soul asking for his life, I'm afraid he will not be able to escape..."

Bai Yun shook his head with difficulty: "Donor, if you want to take my life, why not come back in a few years and wait for me to resolve the resentment here."

"You little monk, you have a compassionate heart. God is wise. You deserve to eat fast and chant Buddha's name all your life."

Liao Wenjie sneered: "In this case, I will help you and send you to the Western Paradise!"

After saying that, he put a palm on Baiyun's shoulder and forced him to sit cross-legged on the ground. Then his mind power turned into threads and flowed out from the palm of his hand, going straight to Baiyun's Xinshu, two major acupoints in the Shentang.

"puff-"

Baiyun vomited blood again and suffered severe injuries to two important points on his vest. Knowing that time was running out, he sighed, clasped his hands together, and silently recited a Buddhist scripture: "I heard that for a while, the Buddha only had a tree in Savatthi State..."

"Little monk, this sutra is too difficult to succumb to demons. I will teach you a more powerful one. If the Dharma is not transmitted to the six ears, please listen carefully to me!"

Thunder vibrated in his ears, and Bai Yun felt his heartbeat frequency suddenly change. He suddenly opened his eyes and found himself in a pool of golden light.

Thousands of Buddha's sounds filled my ears, and above the auspicious clouds in the sky, a golden Buddha with a pained face appeared in the sky and slapped his palm downwards.

In an instant, the sky and the earth turned golden, and in the eyes of Bai Yun, a world slowly enlarged.

…

"Huh~"
To be continued...