Chapter 913 Formal training: the flesh and blood Buddha body!
The night passed quietly.
Inside the Fahua Temple, the atmosphere was slightly depressing.
The old monk Zhiming sat down on the main seat, and a group of old bald men stood neatly in a row, not daring to take a breath for fear of being angered by Zhiming.
In the battle last night, although Zhiming relied on the Buddhist power accumulated over the years in Fahua Temple to defeat Fan, he himself was not in a good situation and was also seriously injured.
It can be said that both sides suffer losses.
"Everyone, please go down. I'm annoyed when I look at you."
"Disciple, please resign!"
Zhiming dismissed the group of old monks who came, but his face was still ugly.
Jue Yuan, who was ordered to guard the enshrinement hall, has yet to be heard from, but this confirms his judgment.
That is - the person who stole the Zhu Huan skin from his golden body that day was not an ordinary person, but someone else!
Judging from Jueyuan's disappearance, that person's strength is by no means ordinary!
Of course, Zhiming had already guessed this, but he didn't care who stole Zhu Huan's human skin, after all, he got a new one!
Anyway, that old ghost Zhu Huan has not shown up for many years, so he is not afraid of being exposed.
"It's just that you should never steal the remains of me, a poor monk!"
Although it was a body that had failed to reach nirvana, it was his body that had been stolen for no reason, so he was naturally unhappy!
I wonder when his majestic Imperial Master has ever suffered such a big loss!
"I'll catch you sooner or later!"
Zhiming stood up, turned around and walked inside.
But if you look closely, you can see that there is a complete human skin inside the shaking cassock as he walks. That is Zhu Huan's current body!
City of Gods, Prince Chen’s Mansion.
Liao Fan returned with his injured body, which frightened Ming Ran, Jie Duan and others as they didn't know what happened.
Just when the two of them were feeling uneasy, they suddenly felt the trembling of the slave seal.
The two looked at each other and each found an excuse to go out.
Soon, we arrived at the private room of the restaurant.
"Meet the master!"
As soon as Ming Ran and Jie Duan came in, they bowed and saluted.
However, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed a figure lying on the ground beside Yang Fan.
From his angle, he couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he could clearly see the two long legs approaching him!
"Legs! Good legs!"
This time, he was instantly excited.
His eyes were fixed on those legs. They were thick and straight, with strong muscles on them. The blue-red bones inside were faintly visible. They were indeed a pair of good legs!
Either it comes from Flesh Vajra or Bone Shura!
You may even complete both levels!
Jie Duan wished he could fly over and hug those legs!
"You are here!"
Yang Fan glanced at the two of them, then put down the tea cup and pointed at the figure beside him.
"This person is..."
However, before he could finish his words, he knelt down on the ground with a plop: "My master is so kind and virtuous that he will last for generations to come. This poor monk will swear to be loyal to you to the death, and I will not hesitate to do anything to you!"
As he knelt down, he hugged those legs tightly.
Obviously, he thought it was given to him by Yang Fan.
"Um?"
Yang Fan was stunned and immediately knew that the misunderstanding was over.
Before he had time to explain, at this moment, he didn't know whether the breaking action was too rough, the force of rubbing his thigh with his hands and cheeks was too strong, or some other reason, the unconscious Jue Yuan finally woke up.
He sat up from the ground all of a sudden.
Jie Duan was startled by the sudden movement. Looking at the face so close to him, he couldn't help but blurt out a sentence.
"Amita Buddha!"
"Why are you growing on my leg?"
When Jue Yuan heard this, he almost twisted his nose in anger.
Although he was unconscious at first, it did not mean that he was unconscious. The reason why he did not wake up immediately later was because his soul was suppressed by the double slave seal, and the two were in the process of merging.
Therefore, he is actually aware of the outside world.
When he thought of what he had just done while hugging his thigh, he wanted to kick him to death!
However, knowing that he had become a slave, he naturally would not do this. He just kicked the opponent away, stood up and bowed respectfully to Yang Fan.
"Meet the master!"
Yang Fan nodded with a smile, naturally and clearly feeling the changes in the slave mark in the other person's body.
"It turned out to be...Uncle Jue Yuan!"
At this time, Ming Ran also saw the other party's appearance clearly, and couldn't help but be shocked. He had just met Jue Yuan before, so naturally he would not admit his mistake.
But Jue Yuan is obviously a strong man at the level of the True King of Martial Arts, how could he become a slave of his master?
This made him more and more in awe of Yang Fan's methods.
Sure enough, the master is the master!
With such strong strength, why worry about their power not becoming stronger in the future?
His heart grew hotter and hotter.
"The legs are gone..."
But here, I got up in a daze after the break, feeling that my life has become a lot darker.
It wasn't until Yang Fan re-upgraded the slave seal for him and left that he was stared at by two vicious eyes, and he suddenly woke up.
Looking at the big face that was almost in front of him, his expression suddenly changed and he called out: "Uncle."
"You still know that I am your uncle?"
Jue Yuan glared at Duan with hatred, wishing he could slap him to death.
Ming Ran was at the side and quickly smoothed things over: "Uncle Master, you just wanted to end it for the moment. Please calm down! Now that we are both under the master, we should work together and work together."
"snort!"
Jue Yuan snorted coldly, but he also recognized the reality clearly, "Lead the way. Since the master has given the order, the poor monk will naturally be with you."
"Uncle, please come this way."
Soon, the three of them returned to Prince Chen's Mansion.
Liao Fan was also very happy to learn that a strong man with the level of a true king of martial arts came to surrender. He even came to see Jue Yuan with his injured body, which showed that he valued him.
Jue Yuan also quickly corrected his mentality. He did not regard himself as his uncle, but treated him respectfully.
This also made Fan quite happy.
"With Uncle Master, great things can be accomplished from now on!"
"The abbot showed his power last night and convinced all the monks in Fahua Temple. They look forward to the abbot's return like a child looking forward to his parents. It's all because of the wise and evil monk who relied on his seniority to oppress us."
"Don't worry, I have found out his details. When I recover from my injury, he will ascend to the paradise of bliss!"
Liao Fan said calmly.
For a moment, all the monks around him clasped their hands together and shouted: "Abbott, have mercy."
Jue Yuan also smiled, as long as he followed Fan, with his own strength, he would be able to easily obtain the skin for his master, which would be a great achievement.
Presumably...there is no need to cut off the legs!
He still remembered the few glances Yang Fan took at his legs before leaving, which still made him shudder.
However, amid the high-spirited scene, Duan was filled with disappointment.
His peripheral vision glanced at Jue Yuan's legs from time to time. He always felt that the person with these legs was so annoying. It was obvious that everyone was imprinted with the slave mark. Why didn't the master cut off his legs?
It wasn't until Jue Yuan glared at him severely that he lowered his head.
"...it's better to clear things up. The poor monk will write a letter when he gets back, and urge him to come over as soon as possible."
Jie Duan made up his mind, but felt that it was still not safe. He felt that he needed to make more preparations, "Why don't I take the opportunity to write a letter to Master Jueyan? After all, he is a quasi-king of both flesh and blood!"
I have to say that since seeing Uncle Jue Yuan’s legs, Jie Duan feels that his vision has become a bit high.