Mai Fan sighed and told everyone the ins and outs of the backyard.
After hearing this, everyone in the caravan looked shocked.
"How could this be?"
"This mage has a good reputation in the industry in Luoyang."
"I didn't expect that he was colluding with the monster. An evil person!"
"Fortunately we stayed at Lanruo Temple."
"If I hadn't passed through this place, I don't know what would have happened along the way."
Mai Fan thought that he was just a free ride, and his original intention was to come to Lanruo Temple to do a mission.
And looking at the current situation, the mage probably won't be able to come back.
Mai Fan said: "Don't panic, everyone."
"We should sit together in front of this Buddha statue now. No matter what noise is made, everyone should not leave this Buddha circle."
After saying this, Mai Fan used the identification system in the game.
He drew a semicircle around the Buddha statue based on the length of the Buddha's light.
Mai Fan reminded everyone: "I think the monks behind are in danger. When they can't hold it anymore, the old Black Mountain demon will definitely rush to the most popular place."
"No matter what happens then, everyone should not leave this circle."
"The little monk will be there to help everyone. If there is any danger, the little monk will protect everyone's safety."
"In order to make everyone trust me more, what I want to tell you is that the abbot of Lanruo Temple entrusts me with the important task of protecting you."
At this point, there is no question of trust or distrust.
Just having a monk by your side can already make everyone feel more at ease.
The members of these caravans responded one after another. They walked into the circle very consciously without even having to make any arrangements from Mai Fan, holding their valuable belongings in their hands and waiting quietly for the news from the backyard.
Then they heard a ping-pong-pong-pong sound, and the ground shook and countless dust fell on the hall.
Fear and depression filled their hearts, but no one dared to cry out, for fear of attracting the terrifying existence in the backyard to the front.
However, everyone's wishes were not fulfilled. After more than half an hour, the sounds coming from the backyard gradually disappeared.
Everyone's face was very solemn, and a strange sound came from the corridor.
"I smell flesh and blood."
"Ah. It seems like they can help me increase my strength."
Everyone was shocked: It’s coming!
The next second, a black shadow rushed outside the back door of the hall.
It was a black mist with arms and legs, carrying a mage who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
Mai Fan stood up from the safety zone and asked towards the black mist: "How are they doing?"
The black mist was stunned by the young monk's bravery, and actually answered his question: "They have long been connected to the Buddha statue that suppressed me."
"The moment the Buddha statue collapsed, it was the beginning of their demise."
"Don't you see that none of the monks in Lanruo Temple are real people?"
Mai Fan thought to himself: How can I see this?
What else could it be if it wasn't a real person?
The old demon from Montenegro laughed hahaha: "They are just the obsession left by the eminent monk who built this temple."
"I discovered that my monks indeed had some sects that built Buddha statues that produced spiritual intelligence on their own."
"If I don't wake up today, over time, this Buddha statue will be able to cultivate my true body."
"However, it's a pity that fate is not on his side. Now this Black Mountain is my world."
So this is ah.
Mai Fan sighed with regret: "Old Black Mountain Demon, you have woken up now and won the final victory. What are your plans next?"
"Old Monster of Black Mountain?" The black mist was startled for a moment, then burst into laughter: "I like this name, it sounds very domineering! I like the name Little Monk."
"If you ask me, of course my plan is to eat you to replenish my abilities."
Mai Fan shook his head, with a look of sympathy and contempt on his face: "Thankfully, you are still a born elf."
"Obviously, I can achieve higher achievements, but I still choose to take that evil path."
"Have you ever heard of spirit beads?"
The confused Heishan has never heard of this name.
He shook his head.
When Mai Fan saw the door, he quickly deceived him: "You are an elf born from mountains, and he is an elf born from fire. You are essentially the same, and you can even be said to be brothers of the same kind."
"Do you know what achievements that spiritual bead has achieved now? It has already been ranked in the Immortal Class, and was called the Third Prince."
"The prince's status among the gods is so lofty."
"As for you, you can only be regarded as a wild monster half as a monster near the Black Mountain."
"They are all in the same category, so why are their situations so different?"
"Don't you feel unwilling to do so?"
Mai Fan's words immediately stunned the old Black Mountain demon.
He stuttered a bit and asked, "You said it's true that there are spirits that can become immortals."
"Then why did that old monk suppress me before I took shape?"
Mai Fan coughed twice and silently said to the Buddha, "Don't blame me", but he said a somewhat shocking explanation: "Hey, I was thinking, the eminent monk must have seen that you are very spiritual and wants to take you for his own use and become his Arhat."
Let it be used for dispatch."
"It's just that the method is a bit radical. It will directly suppress your viciousness."
Is this what it turned out to be like? Heishan was also quite regretful. He moved towards Mai Fan with some excitement, but was stung by the Buddha's light at the edge and took a step back.
"Then, what should I do now?"
Mai Fan rolled his eyes and thought of a particularly 'sun' idea.
He pointed his hand in the direction of the mage's will-o'-the-wisp and gave the old demon of Montenegro an idea: "On the cultivation side, because the systems are different, I really don't know the ancestors' methods of cultivating immortals."
"But you are holding this person in your hands and he must know it."
"This person is holding your Black Mountain Essence to wake you up. You should feel something."
"Aren't you curious why your essence fell into his hands, and how he cast strange spells?"
"Because he is an immortal cultivator."
"As the saying goes, there are specialties in the art. If you shake him awake, you can find the answer you want."
This is a good idea.
The old demon from Montenegro picked up the will-o'-the-wisp and held it up in the air while shaking it violently.
Mai Fan watched as the player's health bar dropped to 30%. After reaching the critical point, the excited player finally woke up.
He watched the old Black Mountain demon grow bigger and bigger in front of his face, and an ominous premonition filled his heart.
Then he heard a question related to his life... "Are you a cultivator? Did you wake me up?"
The player Will-o'-the-Wisp was first frightened and then excited. Will his main mission continue?
