Chapter 0413 The Adventures of the Old Demon! [Twenty
Looking at the old man who was kneeling on his knees with awe on his face, Ye Feng smiled softly and said: "If I remember correctly, you told me that you wanted to create ten fourth-generation zombies, right?"
Back in the no-man's land of the capital, Ye Feng gave the old man a drop of blood, and he promised to create ten fourth-generation zombies, so he even had a conflict with the old man.
Hearing Ye Feng's question, the old man's eyes flashed with panic. The reason why he said that at that time was to escape from Ye Feng's clutches as soon as possible.
"Master, this slave is wrong!"
"Bang bang bang!!"
The old man did not find reasons to explain, because he knew that all explanations were redundant. Only by admitting his mistakes could he gain a chance of survival.
His head hit the ground hard, but he didn't dare to use his internal strength to resist, and let his forehead bleed.
"okay!"
Ye Feng waved his hand and said: "Give me back that drop of blood essence!"
"Yes, Master!"
After saying that, the old man took out a drop of blue blood essence from the space ring and held it in his hands.
"Buzz!"
As soon as the corpse aura turned, the essence and blood disappeared into the body, Ye Feng stared at the old man with a half-smile.
In old age, this person is ruthless and decisive. If he can be used to his advantage, he is still very good.
Furthermore, after experiencing the feeling of life worse than death brought by the enhanced version of the Life and Death Talisman, Ye Feng believed that he would not dare to feel betrayal again.
"Master, this is the family heirloom of this old slave!" In order to obtain Ye Feng's forgiveness, the old man worked very hard and endured the pain caused by the enhanced version of the life and death talisman. He forced himself to return to his ancestral home before coming to Chentangguan.
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Looking at the map handed over by the old man, a strange light flashed across Ye Feng's eyes, and he smiled and said, "Is this what Nian Gengyao left behind?"
"yes!"
That day, the old man never mentioned this map.
Ye Feng stretched out his right hand and took the map. A look of surprise appeared on Ye Feng's face, "This seems to be a map of China, right?"
"Yes, Master!" The old man did not dare to hide it and said: "This is indeed a map of China. However, the end point on the map has never been found, as if it does not exist. It should be a small secret place, but, I
Many people in the Nian family have tried, but they have never been able to open it."
Ye Feng's eyes were gleaming, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, "If I'm not mistaken, this final destination is Shu Mountain?"
"Yes, it's Shushan!"
"Interesting!" Ye Feng chuckled and put the map away.
"You come with me!"
After saying that, Ye Feng walked towards Chentangguan on his own.
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At the same time, Songshan Shaolin Temple.
In a Zen room behind the Main Hall, several eminent monks looked solemnly, staring at the plane crash lying on the bed.
"How's it going?" The eminent monk headed by him is the abbot of Shaolin Temple.
"Amitabha, my uncle's Buddha heart is broken, and his cultivation is gone!" The eyes of the eminent monk sitting beside the bed were full of anger. He looked at the host Xinghong, clasped his hands together and said: "Master, the demon that severely injured my uncle,
We must not let it go. I sincerely request the host to send thirty-six demon-subduing Arhats to the small secret realm of Qingqiu!"
Xinghong took a deep breath, looked at the faint air crash on the bed, and said in a cold voice, "The demons are running rampant, and it is necessary for the Shaolin Temple to eliminate them. However, the demons are so powerful that even the master's uncle in the air crash is in danger. We can't rush this time. Wait.
I have reported it to the Supreme Elder to make a definition."
Suddenly, Kong Nan, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes.
"Uncle Master, don't get up!"
"Uncle Master, don't worry, with the foundation of our Shaolin Temple, we will definitely be able to restore your cultivation!"
Seeing the plane crash struggling to get up, the monks quickly gathered around him.
Kongcang waved his hand to signal the monks not to speak. His eyes were full of deathly gray, and he said: "I know my body best, so you don't need to comfort me. Besides, I still can't see through life and death."
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There was no fear of death in Aircrash's eyes, but he was full of unwillingness. He raised his head and looked at Xinghong and said, "I have accepted a disciple, but is he here?"
apprentice?
The monks looked at each other in confusion, not sure who the disciple was in the plane crash.
"Where is Yuan Zhen?" Kongan asked.
"Uncle Master, I'll call Yuan Zhen over right away!"
"Um!"
Soon, under the watchful eyes of all the eminent monks, Yuan Zhen walked into the Zen room cautiously.
Looking at Yuan Zhen walking in, Kong Nan's eyes filled with vitality and he asked: "Where is Lao Na's disciple?"
"Uncle Master, that man is in Luohan Hall!"
"It's fine in the Shaolin Temple, it's fine in the Shaolin Temple!" Upon hearing that Old Demon Zombie was brought back to the Shaolin Temple, a smile appeared on Aircrash's face, and he said in a weak voice: "I practice the Nine Rings Sword, and it's about becoming a demon first, and then becoming a demon.
Buddha, for more than a hundred years, I have never been able to find a successor, and this time I finally got my wish."
With that said, Kongcang took out the Demon-Breaking Knife and a set of exercises from the space ring, looked at Xinghong and said: "Xinghong, Xingyun will trouble you from now on!"
Xingyun is naturally the Buddhist name given to the old demon Zombie in an air crash.
Facing the eyes filled with deathly gray in the plane crash, Xinghong sighed in his heart and said: "Uncle, don't worry, I swear, I will give my full support to Junior Brother Xingyun!"
"Well, in this way, I can leave with peace of mind!"
Watching the plane crash, he slowly closed his eyes and his breath became weaker and weaker. Xinghong put away the magic-breaking knife and his skills and said: "Everyone, please go out first and let Uncle Master rest!"
"yes!"
On the other side, Old Demon Zombie was sitting alone in an empty Zen room, with fear on his face.
This is the Shaolin Temple. Is it possible for an old devil like him to survive?
"I am a man who wants to become King Zombie. Am I going to die in the hands of these bald donkeys in Shaolin Temple?"
The old demon Zombie grimaced and looked out the window helplessly, not daring to try to escape. After all, this was the Shaolin Temple. With his ability, how could he possibly escape?
"Crunch!"
At this moment, the door of the Zen room was pushed open.
"Are you coming to execute me?"
The old demon Zombie trembled all over, thinking in his mind, should he help someone to support him before he died?
However, when he saw Xinghong walking in, the thoughts in his heart were instantly extinguished.
Feeling the surging Buddhist power emanating from Xinghong, the old demon Zombie couldn't think of desperately, so he could only look at the other party with a grimace and helpless eyes.
Walking into the Zen room, Xinghong stared at Old Demon Zombie. When he saw that he had a strange expression and didn't know where to place his hands and feet, he slowly said, "Junior brother Xingyun, from now on, you will study Buddhism first."
"What?"
The old demon's expression froze, and his eyes were full of confusion.
Ignoring the astonishment of Old Demon Zombie, Xinghong walked aside, put the Demon-Breaking Knife and a book of exercises on the table, and said: "This is what Master Aircrash Master left for you. I hope you can inherit Master Aircrash Master's life."
My wish is to conquer demons and do good deeds throughout my life!"
"What is going on?"
The old devil stared blankly at Xinghong's back as he turned around and walked out of the meditation room, and suddenly pinched himself hard, "Ouch, aren't you dreaming?"
"He just called me Xingyun? It seems that Mr. Xingzi has a high ranking in Shaolin Temple, right?"
At this time, Yuan Zhen held a set of monk robes and walked into the Zen room slowly. He looked at the old demon with complicated eyes, especially after seeing the magic-breaking knife and the Jiujie knife on the table.
His eyes are blazing.
Unfortunately, Yuan Zhen did not dare to mess around. Instead, he had a respectful look on his face and said, "Uncle Master, these are the clothes the host asked me to send you. You put them on now, and I will go to the Sutra Collection Pavilion for you to get those clothes."
