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The mysterious ancient temple is facing a storm.
Under the broken lamp, the monk in white sighed softly, saying that his doom was imminent and that the God of Death was asking for his life. The moment he finished speaking, ghosts and winds were heard outside the house, and an inexplicable atmosphere enveloped the entire ancient temple.
"What about God?"
There was no fear in Jiang Chen's words, "In my opinion, the so-called gods are just cultivated by humans. As long as you have enough power, you may not be unable to defeat them."
"Amitabha."
The monk in white smiled bitterly and said: "What the donor said is too radical. As the saying goes, God pities the world and Buddha pities all living beings. When the calamity comes, it will definitely be caused by the poor monk himself, and the poor monk will naturally have to bear the consequences."
“………”
Hearing this, Jiang Chen was completely speechless. He couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart. He felt that his head was really squashed by the turbulence of time and space, and he suddenly wanted to save such an idiot. Monk.
[Reincarnation plot begins: With the favor of Pluto, ensure that the soul of the unknown monk reaches the underworld safely. Complete the task and obtain ten task points. If the task fails, twenty task points will be deducted. Note: When returning to the land of reincarnation, if the task points are negative, then Those who reincarnate will be wiped out.]
Just when Jiang Chen was about to stand by and watch, he never thought that at this moment, a mission message was actually transmitted from the reincarnation watch. Jiang Chen was so angry that he wanted to curse. However, before he could take action, suddenly:
"Um?"
Feeling aware of this, Jiang Chen suddenly raised his head, turned his eyes, and looked outside the main hall door. He saw the monk in white next to him also looking in the same direction. From a distance, their spiritual gazes crossed the temple door and stayed deep in the woods. , where the clouds and mist are steaming and the breath is fluctuating, as if something is gathering.
Is it true that the storm is coming
"Master, it seems you are in trouble?" Looking at the monk in white next to him, Jiang Chen couldn't help but ask: "Are you sure you really don't need my help?"
"It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that cannot be avoided."
The monk in white sighed: "I only hope that the benefactor can protect himself and not be implicated in the poor monk's calamity. This is already a meritorious performance of the poor monk."
While the two were talking, outside the temple, the weather was turbulent. Boundless black clouds were stained like ink, and they had surrounded the temple. Amidst the howling of the wind, countless ghosts were vaguely visible, and they were quickly gathering towards here. There were actually hundreds of ghosts. The night movements, moreover, are all extremely ferocious evil spirits.
Seeing this, Jiang Chen couldn't help but frown. What kind of evil had this white-clothed monk done to attract the prying eyes of so many powerful evil spirits? It seemed that he was really doomed.
"Why is the donor worried?"
The monk in white clothes smiled and said: "In the bamboo forest outside the temple, a blinding technique has been set up. Outside the temple, there is a Bodhi formation to protect the donor. The donor can pass all the way without hindrance. I imagine that the Taoism is profound, and the poor monk has already embraced it. Even if a hundred ghosts feed at night, how can the donor be able to survive?"
Jiang Chen smiled bitterly and was speechless. He was not worried about himself. Although these evil ghosts and evil spirits were extraordinary in strength and their number was huge, even ordinary gods and gods were not able to compete with them. However, he was not afraid at all. The incarnation has injuries on his body, but he is not something that these mere evil spirits can threaten.
What he was worried about was this dull monk.
He had just taken over the reincarnation mission, and he didn't want his first mission to end in failure.
At this time, the black clouds outside were gathering thicker and thicker, surrounding the entire hall. Looking from the inside out, a black cloud and mist was rolling and surging. It was unknown how much power it contained. Just that power alone was enough to make people angry. People were very frightened. After a while, it seemed that enough power had been gathered. The black cloud began to try to enter the hall, but as soon as it came into contact with the protective circle, a dazzling golden light flashed, like a substance, forming an extremely powerful force. With great power, the demonic cloud rolled in and looked menacing, but immediately it was bounced away and the golden light flashed so dazzlingly that it seemed to be able to dissolve everything. The black cloud suddenly became much thinner at the touch of it.
Jiang Chen saw it and couldn't help but secretly praise that the protective formation outside the ancient temple was so powerful. It could be seen that the people who set up the formation had profound cultivation, at least they had reached a state comparable to that of a Buddha. The half-day darkness outside Yun, I don’t know how many tyrannical powers condensed by evil souls and evil spirits were actually blocked by him.
Seeing that the doom of the white-clothed monk has come, Jiang Chen, although he has no plans to take action for the time being, does not dare to leave. He is afraid that if he is not careful, the stupid monk will be devoured by thousands of ghosts, and then his mission will be ruined. .
Looking in the blink of an eye, I saw that there was no trace of fear on the face of the monk in white. He lowered his head and gently wiped the guqin in his hand, as if caressing the love of his life.
"This silly monk seems to be a man with a story!"
Jiang Chen chuckled softly, and in the blink of an eye, the air flowed out of his body, suppressing the turbulent force of time and space in his body, and suppressing all the injuries. Although the remaining power was not much, it was not an ordinary evil ghost. One that can be easily offended.
The dark clouds outside are gathering more and more, and there are various faint sounds of shouting,
At this time, the monk in white clothes had already begun to pick up the strings and play the harp. The sound of the harp was melodious and meandering, as if he was telling some touching love story, but it also affected the operation of the surrounding protective formations. Bodhi rosary beads were scattered all over the place. The main hall is filled with faintly colorful lights, flickering and emerging, like a net in vertical and horizontal directions.
Gently nodding to Jiang Chen beside him, the white-clothed monk smiled slightly, and then said loudly: "Dear donors, since you are here, why don't you show up to see me?"
Black air surged outside the door, and the void seemed to be distorting. Several figures appeared faintly, but they were still hidden in the thick black clouds, making it difficult to see clearly. Behind these figures, there were also faint shadows. How many evil spirits and ghosts stand there, as if the gates of hell are opening and descending into the mortal world.
These majestic hungry ghosts are all very powerful. One or two of them can be easily dealt with, but in such a large group, unless the ancient god who has surpassed the limit is reincarnated, even the ordinary Daluo Immortal God will have a big headache.
Although the monk in white has extraordinary Buddhist cultivation, he is at best comparable to some ordinary immortals. He has not achieved enlightenment and is ultimately just a powerful mortal Buddhist.
With the mission of reincarnation in hand and no choice, Jiang Chen could only secretly be vigilant in his heart and be ready to take action at any time.
Now that the visitor has arrived, it can be seen that the barrier around the main hall has been broken. Both Jiang Chen and the monk in white are well aware of this. However, at this point, there is no difference at all. They are just fighting to the death. In battle, victory or defeat, life or death, often depends on God's will.
At this time, a middle-aged man's voice was heard and he said angrily: "Wu Ming, Pluto has ordered us to follow us to the underworld. Otherwise, Pluto will be furious. Not only you, but also your old friend will be the same." You will fall into reincarnation and will never be reincarnated."
Hearing this, Jiang Chen couldn't help but be shocked: This stupid monk actually still has an old flame
But I heard the white-clothed monk laugh and say: "It's rare that Pluto takes him seriously, but the way of a poor monk is not in the underworld, so I have no choice but to decline Pluto's kindness."
"Can you resist Pluto's invitation?"
At this time, a charming voice suddenly came: "Don't say it's you, even the Buddha in the Western Paradise World can only be on an equal footing with our Pluto, let alone a little mortal monk like you, Pluto can like you , that's your honor." This voice was very coquettish, and the hearts of those who listened were trembling.
The monk in white frowned: "Is this Mrs. Netherworld here?"
The woman said "Ouch" and smiled sweetly. Just when she was about to reply, she heard a cough. The sound was not loud, but it seemed to be ringing in people's ears, suppressing the woman's laughter. Then, a cough A slow and steady voice sounded:
"Wu Ming, Pluto's order is not something you can disobey. We are here tonight prepared. I am afraid that you will be alone. For the sake of my being in the same class as your master during my lifetime, please come with us, poor monk." You and your confidante are safe and sound."
(End of chapter)