In the dense forest where hundreds of ghosts roam at night, Zhang Xuezhou felt the world change instantly.
Just in an instant, everything is getting bigger.
Rong Li even transformed into a giantess with a height of 100 feet.
The world cannot expand hugely in an instant, and such drastic changes are difficult to occur even in dreams.
Zhang Xuezhou's mind suddenly woke up.
But in just a blink of an eye, he appeared in a quagmire.
"Hey, it's actually you?"
In the quagmire, a golden toad the size of a millstone made a human voice, and then transformed into a human form amidst the croaking of frogs.
"Give me back my clothes!"
The human form appeared, revealing the snow-white skin and gold.
Jin Wanliang covered his lower body and shouted at Zhang Xuezhou.
"Where are your parents? And that old man, where did you take my clothes?"
Jin Wanliang looked at Zhang Xuezhou and trembled when he heard a slight cough from behind.
"Ancestor, I caught the group that stripped me of my clothes," Jin Wanliang said.
"This mortal's heart has no power. Send the monk we just caught quickly over here!"
The voice from behind ignored Jin Wanliang's words, but kept urging him.
"Ancestor, my clothes have been stripped off by them, and my ability to turn stone into gold and the ability to make heaven and earth on my sleeves have been destroyed by them!"
Jin Wanliang plucked up the courage and pointed to his naked body behind him.
"They took off my skin," Jin Wanliang said bitterly: "Can you give me a little time? I want to get my skin back, and I also want to find my own skills!"
"Hurry, I was injured by Jinchang, attacked and killed by the Second Young Master Li, and poisoned by Five Flowers and Five Insects by Taoist Kong Kong. I bumped into Jinchang, the God of Plague, again on the way, and my body can't stand it any longer!"
In the distance, a fist-sized golden toad gurgled in response.
"Dharma King Golden Toad!"
It was just a few short sentences in response, mixed with language that was difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to understand, but Zhang Xuezhou quickly identified the person he encountered.
Zhao Bugui had to fake his death to escape under the command of King Jin Chan, and Zhang Xuezhou felt a coldness welling up in his heart.
If the problem cannot be solved quickly, this is where his blood should have fallen.
Dharma King Jin Chan asked Jin Wanliang to pursue him but he failed to return. His biggest purpose was to take the monk's life to heal his wounds.
And now I am a young monk who has just entered the country, meeting the other party's basic needs for using consumables.
"I just entered the country a month ago. The medicinal effect is not enough for a human like me." Zhang Xuezhou shouted: "Look at those ginsengs. Who would pick small ginseng for a year and a half? Everyone will at least wait for three to five years."
You can only eat it when you are young!"
"Give me back my clothes, where did you hide my clothes!"
"You have been injured by several people. A bean sprout like me can't plug the hole at all, so eating it will be in vain!"
"Quickly tell me where you put my clothes. As long as you tell me, Jin can leave a grave for your body. I, Jin Wanliang, always keep my word!"
"Look at me, my physical strength is very weak, I can't use it at all!"
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Jin Wanliang said Jin Wanliang, Zhang Xuezhou said Zhang Xuezhou, Jin Chan Dharma King lay quietly on a stone in the center of the quagmire.
After shouting for a while, no one responded to the relevant questions.
This made Zhang Xuezhou feel cold in his heart.
He looked at the quagmire, which was hundreds of meters wide, and then looked at the gray sky.
He didn't know where he had come, and he didn't know how to leave this place.
Even if he had two legs, Zhang Xuezhou would have no place to escape.
Mire, rocks, this is the terrain he saw.
In addition, there are two big demons in this area, a pile of bone residues, and Wang Baoli, who is holding his chest and letting out a low gasp.
Blood mixed in the mud, dyeing the mud near the Golden Toad Dharma King red.
Zhang Xuezhou's scalp was numb, and he only felt that he saw his fate in the near future.
"Let me out, and I'll tell you where that golden robe has gone!"
After more than ten seconds, Zhang Xuezhou had to face Jin Wanliang.
"It's impossible. We don't have the ability to catch the monk now. You finally hit the door, and we can't let you go." Jin Wanliang said: "But Lord Jin can give you a guarantee. As long as you tell me the whereabouts of that piece of clothing, I will
I can leave you a complete body and build you a grave!"
"Incapable? How incompetent are you now?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.
"The ancestor can't move his body. Jin Ye's magic weapons and spells have been broken now. He can only beat the monks who are in the Pulse Realm and the Blood Penetration Realm. No matter how high the cultivation level is, he won't be able to deal with it!"
Jin Wanliang was quite honest, but this information was of little use to Zhang Xuezhou.
Being able to defeat monks in the Pulse Realm and Blood Penetration Realm means that Jin Wanliang can press him to the ground and rub him at will.
This was also the reason why Wang Baoli died so neatly. The villager whom they chased was only taken care of by Jin Wanliang in an instant.
The high-level monks' crushing power over ordinary people was clearly demonstrated.
Even if it is a low-to-high restraint, dealing with Jin Wanliang requires at least a combination of Zhang Zhong and Yourong, so that the warrior's violent striking ability can be used to restrain a magical monster like Jin Wanliang.
Zhang Xuezhou obviously does not have this condition.
Whenever Jin Wanliang sticks out his tongue, his body will inevitably suffer severe damage.
The reason why Zhang Xuezhou could still stand here and not end up like Wang Baoli was simply because Jin Wanliang wanted to interrogate him about the whereabouts of Jin Chan Baoyi.
If he tells the fate of Jinchan Baoyi, Zhang Xuezhou will definitely die very quickly.
This was a question he couldn't possibly answer.
But Jin Wanliang is not the master of this area.
Zhang Xuezhou's eyes repeatedly looked at the golden toad on the stone in the center of the quagmire, but Dharma King Golden Toad obviously had no intention of responding to him.
"Don't look at me, Ancestor. If I say you give me a period of time, I will give you a period of time. I won't pay attention to you at all." Jin Wanliang said: "Don't even think that you have the ability to leave here. This place belongs to Ancestor."
Unless the ancestor gives permission, no one can let you out of this cave."
"What is the secret place in the cave?"
"This is the top treasure of our ancestors. It can hide in an instant and its ability to save life is second to none." Jin Wanliang said proudly: "There is no difference between us living here and outside. As long as we can starve, we can live as long as we want."
How long will you stay?”
"Ahem!"
Jin Chan Dharma King, who ensured that Jin Wanliang was given for a period of time, coughed slightly.
Jin Wanliang was obviously led astray by this young man.
Although this kind of talk can't change the fate of young people, King Jinchan doesn't like this boring waiting.
If he could eat the heart of a monk, it might restore some vitality to him.
Feeling the spells, knife wounds, and poison wounds in his body, Golden Toad Dharma King was helpless.
With his current physical condition, if he wants to return to his prime, he will need a lot of supplements, and there may even be permanent damage, making it difficult for him to regain his former strength.
But as long as he thought of the lost and elusive Ten Yin Saint Son, King Jinchan felt that the physical pain was nothing, and the decline in strength could only be put aside for the time being.
He needed to quickly regain some mobility, and then found traces of the Shiyin Holy Son.
Only when the Holy Son of the Ten Yins is safe can he be safe.
Otherwise, Dharma King Jinchan could not imagine the consequences he would have to bear.