"Wait! Didn't the demon heart break free from the seal?"
"But the formation was not triggered..."
The evil young man was stunned at first, then overjoyed.
The fat man looked at the handsome middle-aged man and asked with slight dissatisfaction: "Sword Demon, is this the risk you just mentioned?"
"You almost killed us all!"
The sword demon nodded slightly, but did not deny it.
He said: "We have been trapped here for 30,000 years. Instead of waiting in despair, it is better to take a bold risk."
"Amitabha! Good, good!" The old monk with white eyebrows clasped his hands and prayed there.
"From today on, I and all the donors no longer have to spend their cultivation to suppress this thing."
“It’s really gratifying!”
However, Zhao Manzi frowned and walked forward to look at the baby in the old monk's arms.
"But have you ever thought about how the Demon Ancestor can resurrect his soul through his corpse?"
"How can the heart of the Demon Ancestor be used by others? It will definitely corrupt this little baby."
"With his weak soul, I'm afraid..." he said.
"Why don't you dig out the heart again?" the evil young man asked with a raised brow.
"Anyway, it has broken away from the seal and will not trigger the killing array again."
The big fat man nodded and expressed his approval: "What the thief said makes sense."
"The formation is still there. With our current strength, we don't know how many years it will take to break through."
"If we let it grow, we may not be able to suppress the Demon Ancestor who has resurrected his corpse."
"Then what are you waiting for?" The sword demon snorted coldly, raised his hand and directly sucked the baby from the old monk's hand.
The tip of his hand reached into the baby's heart, and he was about to dig out the devil's heart.
But at this moment, the little baby became active and stretched out its fleshy little hand to hug one of the sword demon's fingers.
The little baby giggled and opened his eyes, curiously looking at the sword demon in front of him.
The sword demon snorted lightly, immediately threw the baby to Zhao Manzi, and then turned around.
"Come here, you like to eat people the most, let this kid eat it for you!"
Zhao Manzi looked at the little baby and couldn't help laughing when he saw him reaching out to him.
"He doesn't look delicious, come here, fat man!"
Zhao Manzi threw the baby to the fat man again.
The fat man didn't even look at it, he just changed hands and threw it to the evil young flower thief.
The flower thief was at a loss as he held the baby. It seemed that no matter how he held it, it was awkward and he couldn't find a normal position.
The baby was like a thunderbolt in his hand, so he immediately threw it to the old monk with white eyebrows.
"I...I hate children the most. Master, come here!"
The white-browed old monk held the baby in his arms and gently rocked it a few times to calm him down.
Then he looked up at the four people in the hall and said with a smile: "After going round and round, he still returned to my hands."
"But I am a monk and I never have blood on my hands."
"Forget it! Just keep this poor little baby alive."
"Old monk, don't pretend to be merciful!" Hua Thief chuckled.
"Didn't you massacre the country of Xu? At that time, the country of Xu was said to have tens of billions of people, but the blood in your hands was the most bloody among us!"
"Kill tens of billions of people without batting an eyelid."
"Now I ask you to dig out your heart, and you are still here grinding and grinding."
The old monk with white eyebrows looked at the charming young man quietly, but said nothing.
The flower thief was stared at by him, so he walked aside angrily.
Although he is powerful in words, if he takes action, he also knows that he will never be the opponent of this old monk.
"The Holy Body of Chaos is not in vain. Take a closer look."
"The devil's heart wanted to infect his soul, but it was stopped by the charm of the holy body."
"It originally wanted to occupy the magpie's nest, but it ignored the power of the Holy Body of Chaos. Instead, it is trapped by the Holy Body and cannot escape even if it wants to." The old monk added.
"I will then use the Golden Soul Curse to build a second barrier for him. This should ensure that he will not be eroded by the devil's heart."
"So, don't gouge out your heart, just let him live!"
The four of them did not speak, but the old monk knew that they acquiesced.
"Starting from today, we will take turns taking care of the children."
"When he grows up, we will teach him our respective skills."
"If he can learn all the skills of the five of us, there will be no need to worry about the demon's backlash in the future."
Seeing that they still didn't say anything, the old monk added, "I'll take it as your consent."
He carefully turned over the swaddling clothes that wrapped the baby and found two words embroidered in gold thread - Fang Ling.
"This little baby's last name is Fang Ling. From now on, we'll call him Little Fang Ling!" he added.
……………………
Time flies, and five years have passed in the blink of an eye.
In the main hall, the old monk sat in front of the Buddha statue, chanting sutras and praising the Buddha.
Suddenly, a little head poked out from behind a beam and smiled.
The little baby, who looked about five years old, tiptoed toward the old monk, and then suddenly launched an attack.
"Galaxy Boundless Fist!" Fang Ling shouted and punched the old monk in the back.
Although he was only five years old, when he punched, he already had an air-breaking punch, which seemed to be extremely powerful.
The wind of the fist turned into a galaxy, swaying and swaying, hitting the old monk's back.
The old monk who was chanting sutras and praising the Buddha slowly opened his eyes, then raised his white eyebrows and directly lifted little Fang Ling up.
Little Fang Ling, who was suspended in the air with white eyebrows, was extremely frightened and quickly begged for mercy: "Master, let me down quickly, I know I was wrong!"
"I won't dare to do it next time, wuwuwu..."
However, the old monk did not comply and even raised his white eyebrows.
Little Fang Ling was like a yo-yo, being spun around so dizzy and dizzy.
"Master... I'm about to vomit. Don't blame me if I accidentally vomit on you later."
"It really can't work!" Fang Ling shouted, already feeling like his stomach was churning.
With a pop, the old monk's eyebrows suddenly retracted, and he fell directly onto the golden floor tiles.
The old monk stood up and looked at little Fang Ling lying on the ground.
"How long have you been learning this Xinghe Boundless Fist?" he asked.
Fang Ling sat up and muttered: "It's been almost two years. Master Manzi taught me two years ago."
"Isn't it very bad? Master Manzi said that he can use it after only three days of practice."
The old monk smiled: "Your Master Manzi is bragging to you. It took him at least three hundred years of practice to learn this trick."
"This is the most powerful sect in the Body Refining sect at that time, the Xinghe Sect's sect-suppressing secret technique!"
"Galaxy Sect? Where is this Galaxy Sect?" Fang Ling asked curiously.
"I don't know, maybe it no longer exists, or it may be hiding in some unknown place." the old monk replied.
"Back then, your Master Manzi came from the Xinghe Sect."
"But later, your Master Manzi was too cruel, eating people everywhere and offending many powerful forces."
"Later on, your Master Manzi was expelled from the sect, and they also chose to seal the mountain and hide in the world."
"Is my Master Manzi a bad person?" Fang Ling asked again.
"Yes, except for your master and me, everyone else here is a bad person." The old monk smiled, "That's why we are locked up here and can't get out."
"Your master, Manzi, likes to eat people."
"Your fat master is full of poison."
"Your sword master likes to kill people and make swords."
"And your flower master, he is the worst. He used to be the most notorious flower-picking thief in the world."
"Flower Picking Thief? What does that mean?" Fang Ling muttered.
"I also like to pick flowers! I picked all the flowers in the backyard, they are so fragrant."
Old monk: "You will understand when you grow up."
"His picking of flowers and the picking of flowers you mentioned are two different things. You must never follow him in the future!"
"They are all bad guys, so little Fang Ling, you should get closer to Master's father and chant sutras and praise Buddha with Master."
"You bald donkey, stop spreading rumors there!" At this time, the flower thief walked in angrily.
"Xiao Fang Ling, your master is lying to you. The four of us are good people, and he is the bad person."
"Back then, anyone who didn't convert to your great master would be beaten to death by him on the spot. He was the most murderous among us!"
Fang Ling ran to the great monk, clutched his monk's robe tightly with her little hands, and looked at the flower thief Xiao Luosheng with a smile.
"Master Hua, don't lie to me, I'm not a three-year-old child."
"Master is usually the kindest. He can't even bear to fight mosquitoes, so he's not like what you said."
"You little bastard, you don't believe me!" When the flower thief heard this, he was so angry that he even turned black.
The old monk laughed and raised his hand to stroke Fang Ling's little head.
"Little Fang Ling is really smart and has the ability to distinguish right from wrong."
"Come, Grandmaster will teach you that trick again. You must learn it early and be the first to inherit my unique skill!"