Yang Fan felt that he was not gay, and he really couldn't stand the manipulation of the two monks.
"Bang bang."
His figure flashed and appeared from behind the two of them. He struck the two bald heads with his fists, knocking the two monks unconscious.
Skillfully tying the two together, Yang Fan demonstrated his superb rope skills.
Finally, I found two rags and stuffed them into their mouths.
At this moment, Yang Fan suddenly heard the footsteps outside. The voice was steady and powerful. It was obvious that they had some skills, and there were quite a few of them, probably around twenty people.
"Discovered?"
Yang Fan's expression changed slightly.
He picked up the two tied monks and threw them to the roof beam, and he jumped up in a flash.
At the same time, the lightless sword slowly pokes out, and if there is a mistake, it will immediately strike first!
squeak--
The door was pushed open, and a group of fierce monks came in like tigers and wolves.
"Where are junior brothers Wujue and Wuguo?"
"I just saw them coming!"
"No matter what they do, I can't wait any longer!"
“If you take this opportunity to have a good time, I’m afraid you won’t have the chance to enjoy it here again!”
While he was talking, a fat, dark-faced monk strode to the altar in the hall, pushed the altar aside, and pressed it at the foot of the Buddha statue.
As the mechanism rotated and made bursts of sound, a secret door appeared under the Buddha statue.
He strode inside.
The group of monks from behind also filed in.
Yang Fan squinted his eyes, and like a big bird, it landed silently. Looking at the opened secret door, he carefully followed it in.
Behind the secret door are passages, which are very deep and seem to be connected to an underground palace.
"It seems that Dongchang failed to search here at that time!"
Yang Fan's steps were like flying. Not far away, he heard the sound of a woman crying and shouting from inside. .
"Please, please let us go!"
"Father, mother, where are you? Save your poor daughter!"
"Ah!"
"Damn it, even if I turn into a ghost, I won't let you go!"
boom!
"Are you threatening me, Lord Buddha? Then go die!"
A dull voice sounded, followed by an explosion, and the cries around him stopped immediately, as if someone had directly pressed the mute button.
Yang Fan's heart sank, and when he walked further inside, he saw no fewer than dozens of naked women tied up on a huge open platform. At this time, they were being bullied in various ways by the monks.
Among them, a headless female corpse was dripping with blood from its neck, like spring water.
Next to the female corpse, a tall black-faced warrior monk kicked the corpse to the side and cursed: "What a damn bad luck! It disturbs the Buddha's elegance!"
"Damn beast!"
Yang Fan's heart was filled with murderous intent. He never expected that such a scene would be hidden here!
Whoosh.
He flashed like a dragon out of the abyss, and the black-faced monk was instantly blown away by his punch. After the blood exploded, he had already rushed to the side of other monks.
Bang bang bang bang!
With consecutive attacks, these monks were all killed on the spot!
Only then did the group of women react. It was as if all their strength had been drained from their bodies, and they lay exhausted on the ground, their cries filled with unspeakable sadness.
"Kakakaka."
With a flash of the lightless sword, the iron ropes binding the women were cut off.
Yang Fan turned around and ordered: "Put on the clothes of these monks. I will take you away later."
The group of women who had gone through great changes exchanged glances.
Gritting his teeth, he tore off the clothes of the monks and put them on himself one after another.
"Sir, sir, we have changed."
A woman stood up and whispered.
Yang Fan turned around and glanced at her. She looked pretty and graceful. She was from a lady's background. He didn't expect to encounter such a thing.
He sighed, and after a brief understanding, he found out that this woman was called Xiuyu, and that these people were not from Shendu, but lived in the area at the junction of Shendu and Hebei Road.
This group of monks must have been worried about being discovered, so they deliberately chose a place farther away to abduct people to vent their anger.
There were hundreds of people here earlier, but gradually they were consumed and only about thirty people were left.
When Yang Fan heard this, the murderous intention in his heart became even stronger, and he said in a deep voice: "After I take you out, I will find a place to temporarily house you, and then send you home."
When a group of women heard this, they cried with joy. They all fell to the ground and shouted "Benefactor".
Yang Fan asked Xiuyu to stay here with the women temporarily. ??
And he went out to investigate the situation.
Covering his body with Baifu, Yang Fan walked in Huayan Temple. The heavy carriage he saw during the day was gone, and people who looked like warrior monks were evacuating in disguise one after another.
This place has been abandoned!
Yang Fan realized this immediately.
Thinking about it, if an unknown person eavesdropped on the conversation, then chased them to death without success, and was killed in return, they would naturally not stay here any longer.
However, after Yang Fan's observation, not all the people here evacuated, but some stayed.
It looks like it's for fishing.
"In that case, then I will make all these people mine!"
Yang Fan returned to the main hall, carried the two monks into the underground palace.
After locking them up, Yang Fan began to deduce the slave seal with all his strength. After rehearsing thousands of times in the Illusory Heritage Site, checking for omissions and filling in the gaps, the second version of the slave mark was finally released. He directly planted the slave mark on these two monks!
This slave mark was very different from the previous ones. At this time, the slave mark seemed to have tentacles underneath it. After falling, it penetrated directly into their eyebrows.
Then, those tentacles slowly extended into the depths of their minds, and the other tentacles seeped into their blood, like an octopus parasitic in their bodies.
Control their bodies and minds!
At this moment, Nuyin seemed to be one with their lives.
"It's done!"
Yang Fan immediately felt that as long as he activated the slave seal, he could even easily make their heads explode.
The success of Slave Print gave Yang Fan the means to recruit cannon fodder in large quantities.
At least this is much easier than using Dao Heart Planting Lotus.
Moreover, this slave seal comes from the secret skill of Qi and Blood Soul Suppressing Seal. Once he is promoted to Blood Martial Saint, this secret skill will definitely undergo a new transformation, and the effect will be even more amazing!
Maybe even the masters of Tianguan can control it by force!
Unlike now, he can only enslave people whose energy and blood realm is equal to his.
Naturally, Yang Fan wouldn't have any tolerance for these monks who committed many evil deeds.
After spending some time, Yang Fan planted the slave mark on all the monks who stayed in Huayan Temple. The leader of the monks was named Yuancheng, and his strength reached the level of Grand Master.
But under the slave mark, there is no way to struggle, and it is directly controlled by the slave mark.
Both body and mind are under control!
After gathering these people in the main hall, Yang Fan looked at the twelve-grade lotus platform in the main hall and sat on it in one step.
If the Buddha can sit, then I, Yang, can also sit!
He calmly accepted the worship of these people and looked at the monks below with a sneer.
"I don't know what the expression will be like when everyone knows that the person he stayed here has directly become mine."