After a while.

Shen Lang and Mu Qingxue came to the three-story wooden building again.

The overseers and guards in the mine have been eliminated, and the mine slaves have been rescued and are resting in the mine.

After the two of them came out of the well, Shen Lang went straight to the small wooden building to capture the Taoist monk first.

Shen Lang swept his mental energy into the small building and chuckled:

"That guy is really capable of doing things. He is actually still doing exercises. He is indeed a wild monk. He doesn't even meditate and meditate at this late hour..."

Mu Qingxue looked at him sideways, with doubts in her eyes:

"do excercise?"

Shen Lang said seriously:

"A certain sport for adults requires the cooperation of a man and a woman. Proper exercise is good for physical and mental health, but overindulgence will deprive you of blood and will."

Mu Qingxue understood immediately and rolled her eyes at him angrily:

"I'll guard the door, you go in and arrest the person."

Shen Lang nodded with a smile:

"good."

He jumped into the courtyard, and in the gatehouse on the first floor of the small building, before the two sixth-level warriors guarding the door could react, they were knocked to the ground by him with two fingers from a distance.

With Shen Lang's current level of cultivation, he didn't even need to cast spells to deal with warriors below fifth grade, he could just snap his fingers.

Even if you are a fifth-grade warrior, unless you are a genius with extraordinary talents, you can only do one or two palm strikes.

After taking care of the two sixth-grade warriors, Shen Lang jumped up again and jumped directly to the window on the third floor. He used his mental power to scan the location of the Taoist cultivator and pointed out it through the window paper.

Soul-destroying curse.

The wild monk who was doing exercises on the couch was shaken all over and jumped forward, causing the female training partner beneath him to groan in pain. Just as he was about to complain, Shen Lang opened the window and came in through the window, and another wisp of fingers popped out.

The wind hit the woman's sleeping point, causing her to fall into a deep sleep.

After that, Shen Lang walked forward, lifted the wild monk whose mind was blank from the "soul-destroying curse" off the couch, covered the sleeping woman with a quilt, and then found a robe from the hanger beside the bed.

, wrapped up the wild monk, and then sent a message to Mu Qingxue:

"Come in, we've caught it."

Mu Qingxue received the summons and replied in surprise:

"So fast?"

Shen Lang chuckled:

"I am now a fifth-grade monk after all. I can't deal with a wild monk who can't even control his spiritual power. Isn't it easy to catch him?"

"It's only the fifth grade, don't be proud."

"But I have reached the fifth level of martial arts and have reached the state of great achievement. I have already sensed the inspiration of heaven and earth. I can condense the true energy seeds at any time with 100% success."

"..."

Mu Qingxue did not send any more messages, jumped in from the window, glanced at Shen Lang, and said calmly:

"The person standing in front of you is a second-grade Gang Qi realm warrior under the age of twenty-two."

Shen Lang was startled, and Su Rong held his hand:

"Disrespect, disrespect!"

Mu Qingxue burst into laughter and said:

"Okay, stop playing tricks. Get ready for interrogation."

Shen Lang nodded and pointed at the woman:

"I want to use magic to interrogate this monk. Please help send this woman to the next room to avoid accidental injury."

Mu Qingxue joked:

“How did the ‘cold-blooded massacre’ of people who had always been ruthless and ruthless become so compassionate and compassionate today?”

Shen Lang was stunned:

"Cold-blooded massacre?"

Mu Qingxue said in surprise:

"You don't know? This is your title on the black market. Now it has spread, and many people in the world call you that."

Shen Lang frowned and said:

"This title is not very kind...it is clearly trying to ruin my reputation! No, I have to think of an upright nickname..."

Mu Qingxue smiled sweetly:

"Don't be naive. What kind of good reputation do we, the Shenpaitang people, want to have in the black market? Even if you give yourself an upright nickname, the title given to you on the black market has already spread, and people in the world have already preconceived it.

How do I call you, and how do I call you."

Shen Lang asked curiously:

"So, your reputation on the black market isn't that good either?"

Mu Qingxue chuckled and said:

"There is a legend in the world that I once wiped out twenty-seven bandit villages in one night and beheaded thousands of people. I was ruthless and ruthless, so I was given the title of 'Ruthless Iron Judge'. It sounds a little nicer than yours."

Some."

After learning about Mu Qingxue's title, Shen Lang immediately became happy and was no longer depressed about his nickname. He smiled and said:

"Cold-blooded slaughter, ruthless iron judgment... Haha, one of us is cold-blooded and the other is ruthless, we are really a perfect match."

Mu Qingxue also felt that this title was quite suitable, and she laughed out loud.

Shen Lang asked again: "Speaking of which, have you really beheaded thousands of people in one night?"

Mu Qingxue asked, "What do you think?"

Shen Lang shook his head: "I don't believe it. Back then on King Shark Island, I didn't see you going on a killing spree in the pirate den. Even the backbone of the pirates and the leader, as long as they surrendered, you never killed any prisoners. With your character,

I’m afraid I can’t do that kind of cruel trick.”

Mu Qingxue smiled sweetly:

"You know me. There were some people who wiped out twenty-seven bandit villages in one night, but the total number of people I killed on the spot was only about a hundred. They were all old bandits who had suffered heavy blood debts and had resisted to the end. Other bandits

, it’s just an arrest, a process of identifying crimes, and judging the crimes in accordance with the law.”

After saying that, she wrapped the woman in a quilt and sent her to the next room. When she came back, Shen Lang had already made seals and recited the mantra and was ready.

"Help me wake him up," Shen Lang said.

As soon as Mu Qingxue pointed out, the dazed wild monk suddenly woke up, but before he could make any reaction, a strange and strange magic sound sounded in his ears.

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless and you can find the shore. If you put down the butcher's knife, you can immediately become a Buddha. The sea of ​​suffering is boundless and you can only find the shore. If you put down the butcher's knife, you can immediately become a Buddha..."

Hearing the curse, Mu Qingxue couldn't help but frown slightly, took two steps back, and looked at Shen Lang subtly.

The spell "Transferring Curse" is a spiritual spell of the lineage of Venerable Liuli.

Mu Qingxue also saw Venerable Liuli perform it once.

When the Bodhisattva in white clothed in the moonlight performs it, it makes a fairy sound float in the air, just like the sound of nature. It also has the magical effect of sweet rain falling from the sky and golden lotus rising from the ground. It can wash away the darkness of people's hearts, awaken people's conscience and good thoughts, and make people feel heartfelt.

I felt remorseful in my heart.

And Shen Lang's "Transfer Curse"...

how to say?

The demonic singing voice only makes people feel evil and gloomy, without the slightest hint of the grandeur of Buddhist secret mantras.

"Sure enough, there is a great devil hiding in Shen Lang's heart..."

Mu Qingxue sighed in her heart and secretly made up her mind:

"If in the future he really loses control and falls into the devil's path, sinking into the abyss of the stars... I will have no choice but to risk my life to bring him back to the human world."

If he knew what Mu Qingxue was thinking, Shen Lang would definitely cry out for injustice.

His "Curse to Save People" sounds evil and gloomy. What does it have to do with the devil's nature or not?

This is purely because he wants to scratch his skin and imitate "Pudu Cihang"...

Even with Mu Qingxue's cultivation level, Shen Lang's "Human Curse" was a bit difficult to resist, let alone the wild monk.

As soon as the curse sounded, the wild monk suddenly held his head in pain, feeling like a bunch of flies buzzing into his ears and trying their best to get into his brain.

In fact, Shen Lang was a little nervous at this time.

If this wild monk is like Liao Yuan and Eunuch Liao, and is restricted in his soul, then his "Human Curse" will turn into a real "life-killing Sanskrit sound", which will directly detonate the restriction and kill the wild monk.

.

But if there are really restrictions in the soul, normal torture will be useless.

No matter how tortured he was, it was still impossible for the other party to reveal even half a word of the secret, so it would be better to gamble with the more efficient "Transfer Curse".

Fortunately, placing restrictions on the soul is an extremely high-end Taoist technique and cannot be mastered by ordinary monks.

The boss behind this wild monk seemed to have not mastered this technique. After holding his head in pain for a while, his eyes gradually became blank and even showed regret.

Seeing that the spell was taking effect, Shen Lang said in a deep voice:
To be continued...