Chapter two hundred and eighty second supernatural monk
"Little wolf cub?!"
Zhang Baoer's heart sank to the bottom. Since the wolf cub was captured by those people, Master Huang and the One-horned Horse were either killed or captured.
He felt that since those people could reach here and there were young descendants, their route was probably the same as his. Since they were also very likely to find Master Huang and the little wolf cub, it was even 100% that they could protect them.
How could the powerful person who arrived here as a junior be just an ordinary person? It is very likely that he is an existence above the level of the Divine Palace.
This further pointed out that his previous guess was correct - not only he and Tang Tiantian's family knew this place.
For him, the only good news is that the little wolf cub is still alive, and Master Huang may also be alive. After all, that guy is not stupid, and he must have the ability to pretend to be a grandson. If he dies, everything will stop. Living means nothing.
There are endless possibilities.
Next, he felt happy because he heard such a conversation:
"Ugly monster, are you sure those marks at the entrance of the cave were left by your master and mistress?"
"Ha... the fairy's memory is truly extraordinary. There is no one who can compare with the green sky or the underworld..."
When he heard this voice, the image of Master Huang nodding and bowing appeared in Zhang Baoer's mind. He thought that the unicorn horse should be fine too.
Feeling at ease, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. The 'fairy' seemed to like hearing such flattery and did not interrupt him. Instead, he made a few dissatisfied snorts.
He could tell that the fairy's voice was the one who said before, 'My cousin can conquer that thing.
In his reverie, Master Huang did not stop talking. He continued:
"Haha... If I tell you the fairy, my chef's cooking skills are unparalleled in the world, and the aroma of the delicious food left in the cave must have been made by my chef!"
Hearing this, Zhang Baoer hurriedly used up his mental power to investigate, and found that the Shanhe Cauldron was gone. He didn't know where it went... and he didn't care. What he cared about was how he and Cai'er could have no way out here.
The place is facing a strange master who is about to arrive.
While he was distracted and thinking about how to deal with it, he heard an old man's voice:
"Junior, your master really doesn't know what is here?!"
Master Huang replied like this:
"So that the seniors can know that the master came here just to wash away the dust. He really doesn't know the situation here, otherwise he wouldn't have let the juniors wait outside. Also, we learned about this road accidentally from a monk.
I heard it accidentally, and the master saw that there was nowhere to find the water to cleanse the dust, so he decided to try his luck here..."
"Well...you really don't know who that monk is?"
The old man seemed a little dissatisfied and his voice became colder, while Master Huang complained bitterly:
"This junior has just been promoted to Zhenfu for a few days. He needs to support Zhenfu. How can he dare to run around? So he took over the job of taking care of these two beasts, one big and one small. He didn't know the details!"
"Ugly, you really don't know?!"
"To reply to the fairy, I..."
The 'fairy''s voice sounded again, and at this moment, the light of the luminous stone shot up from the big hole and shone on the top of the stone chamber; the old man let out a light sigh, interrupted Master Huang's words, and shouted
road:
"No! Get up!"
Swish, swish, swish...
Dozens of blasts of wind sounded, and the huge stone room lit up because of the luminous stones in their hands.
The visitors were two old men, an old woman, eleven young men and women, Master Huang, a little wolf cub and the comatose unicorn in Master Huang's real estate. Among them, the little wolf cub was killed by a 28-year-old Chinese man.
beautiful girl in green dress holding in her arms.
"Where's the tripod?!"
"Um?!"
"this……"
"oops!"
"what happened?!"
…
After a quick glance, the leader of the golden-robed old man roared loudly. The others were shocked, screamed, or confused. Master Huang screamed, put down the unicorn horse in a hurry, and rushed over with a shout:
"Master?! Master! You...what's wrong with you?!"
The pale-faced Zhang Baoer, with blood at the corners of his mouth, was smiling bitterly and holding Cai'er while sitting on the ground. When Master Huang held his shoulders, he said in a bleak voice:
"Can't die..."
Originally, he was planning to say something more, but his heart tightened, as if it was going to burst. He quickly moved his eyes to the side of Master Huang's tiger-headed hat with trembling eyes, and saw the golden robe and white of the old man in golden robe.
His hair was calm and his eyes were like invisible cold nails, fixed on Zhang Baoer!
Book a stay, yes!
Zhang Baoer only felt an invisible majestic energy coming to his body. His body froze, unable to move, his breathing was stagnant, and he couldn't even blink. He exclaimed in his heart: Supernatural monk?!
Kaka...
His and Master Huang's bones creaked like rubbing stones, as if they could break at any time. If he hadn't persisted, he would have fallen to the ground - he knew that this was the pressure of momentum!
"puff!"
Zhang Baoer was already weak, but after being forced like this, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood!
"Um?!"
The old man was stunned. He thought that Zhang Baoer would lie down after less than half a breath. Who knew that after three breaths, he was still sitting there and just vomited a mouthful of blood.
Seeing that Zhang Baoer only had the foundation-building Dzogchen cultivation level, he thought that Master Huang was lying to them - how could a boy who was in the foundation-building stage, so virtuous and capable, be a powerful master in Zhenfu?
So, his eyes turned cold and he increased his pressure by three points!
"puff!"
"Master!"
Zhang Baoer vomited another mouthful of blood. Master Huang turned around with difficulty and stared at the old man with splitting eyes. At this moment, Zhang Baoer trembled suddenly!
"drink!"
He shouted loudly, and the blood flames on his body lit up the entire hall in the light of the luminous stone - burning blood!
"ah……"
"How can it be?!"
"what's the situation?!"
…
All those people were surprised, and then their eyes widened even more, because Zhang Baoer stood up unsteadily with cold eyes under the pressure of the old man in gold robe.
Although the process was shaky,...he actually took over and stood up under the intense pressure!
Not only that, he even stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and sneered with a ferocious look behind him:
"Old man, you are so shameless when you bully the young!"
These words exploded in everyone's ears like thunder. How dare he speak to the old man in gold robe like this!
"Be bold!"
"Ant, how dare you..."
"Shut up!"
Those young people began to curse angrily, but a sharp shout interrupted them. The person who shouted was actually the old man in gold robe!
"Ancestor, you..."
A young man looked at the back of the old man in gold robes with disbelief and subconsciously asked, but...
boom!
The old woman suddenly waved her sleeve and touched the man's chest, and the man flew away like a hit ball. When he landed on the ground, he passed out even though he was not injured.
The remaining young people all cast their puzzled gazes on the old woman. The old woman looked at everyone and said coldly:
"How can I allow you to wait and say nothing when my ancestor is talking?! Hmph!"
After snorting in dissatisfaction, she turned her head back and continued to look at Zhang Baoer in shock.
At this moment, the old man in golden robe suddenly laughed:
"Haha...junior, you are so brave!"
After saying that, the pressure on his body dissipated in an instant!
"ah!"
Master Huang, who was squatting on the ground, jumped up to a foot high like a toad before falling. Zhang Baoer was better, but he still jumped about two feet and sprayed a mouthful of blood in the air:
puff!
When he landed, he couldn't help but staggered, but his expression remained unchanged, staring at the old man in gold robe with a cold look on his face.
He was furious in his heart, and the two of them were like suppressed springs. The old man suddenly removed the pressure, and the two of them would naturally jump upwards; obviously, this old man was not a kind person, otherwise, he would be completely
You can withdraw slowly...this way you won't hurt anyone again and the two of them will make a fool of themselves.
After standing still, Master Huang quickly ran over to help him and asked with a worried look:
"Master, are you okay?"
Zhang Baoer shook his head without moving his gaze, then looked at the old man with doubtful eyes and said coldly:
"Old guy, today you either kill me and bury me with me, or you give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise..."
"haha……"
In the sneer eyes of those people, the old man in gold robe smiled, but there was no coldness in his laughter - this made the young people behind him think that this was the calm before the storm, but... they heard his kind voice asking
road:
"Otherwise what?"
Zhang Baoer wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then showed his scarlet teeth and said lightly:
"My crazy mentor always likes to do things like annihilating families and killing clans."
"Um?!"
The old man's eyes narrowed and he stared at Zhang Bao'er uncertainly, as if trying to discern the truth or falsehood of his words. The twelve people behind him had angry eyes but did not dare to interrupt.
The old man was disappointed because Zhang Baoer did not look at him at all. He pointed to the unicorn horse lying on the ground and asked Master Huang:
"Master, what's wrong with Erha?"
Seeing his indifferent expression, Master Huang, who was originally nervous and angry, couldn't help but relax a little like a backbone, and then shook his head and said:
"It's fine. My disciple was afraid that it would bite people, so I knocked it out!"
Hearing this, Zhang Baoer breathed a long sigh of relief, and then as if nothing was wrong, he squatted down, took out a blanket, spread it out, and put Cai'er on it to sleep.
After he finished doing this, he looked at the old man in gold robe and asked calmly:
"Have you thought about it?"
This sentence almost made everyone clenched their fists, but the old man in gold robe laughed and asked instead:
"My little friend, aren't you afraid of death?"
"Afraid... who is not afraid of death?"
Zhang Baoer took a sip of the water handed over by Master Huang, and then continued:
"But...if there are thousands of people buried with him, what's the point of dying? It's hard to say that my predecessor's family has a great business and many children. If there are tens of thousands of people, I will make a profit!"
Hearing this, the old man in golden robe was speechless.