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When they heard this, they were stunned.

The monk of jurisprudence knows the strength of the ghost king of Beimang. If he goes on like this, isn't he afraid that the other side will wait for him to fall into the trap?

Or, can the power of the Dharma monk deal with the ghost king of Beimang?

For the latter point, people still doubt it. After all, from the appearance to the present, the Dharma monk has not shown a particularly strong appearance, except ye Shaochuan.

The reason why he was able to detect, in addition to the heart shaking at that glance, was that his perception could not detect the fluctuation of the other party's body.

He closed his eyes and felt it with his consciousness. It was as if what was sitting in front of him was not a person, but a piece of rotten wood and a stone.

Let alone the fluctuation of real Qi, even the breath of life does not exist.

"Master, are you going down so rashly?"

Yin blade hesitated for a moment, or asked actively, and the words were quite euphemistic. He didn't say master directly. Aren't you afraid of Beimang ghost king?

Although it's very euphemistic, the monk of jurisprudence couldn't hear it. He said with a smile, "I'm not afraid to deal with the ghost king of Beimang."

The voice was still calm, but the confidence revealed in it shocked everyone.

"Master, have you built the foundation successfully?" Hu Tao forbeared the excitement in his heart and asked subconsciously.

Hearing this, the monk of jurisprudence laughed, shook his head and said, "the way to build a foundation is not so simple. The old monk is like the ghost king of Beimang, but he just took half a step."

Everyone knows that although the monk of jurisprudence didn't build the foundation, he did. His strength is not inferior to that of the ghost king of Beimang.

Since it's not worse than Beimang ghost king, it's no problem to open the cave.

So, Yin blade went to call people, together with Ye Shaochuan and others, directly opened the channel that was bombed by tanks.

"Well?"

Under the leadership of the legal monk, they came to the ancient buildings again. Looking at the huge ancient buildings in front of them, even the legal monk could not help but praise them secretly.

But after the praise, he had a look of doubt on his face.

Ye Shaochuan, who has been paying attention to the Dharma monk, quickly asked, "master, what did you find?"

"Strange!"

"I feel the strange smell of laomang," he said

I don't know whether it's for ye Shaochuan and others or for himself. When he finished, he raised his hand a little, and a golden light burst out from his fingertips like a sharp arrow.

The golden light bloomed, not dazzling, but soft and incomparable, showing pure and vast. After it was shot out, it immediately split in all directions like a lady in heaven.

"Namo Amitabha!"

Under the golden light, the whole underground seems to be bright. The gloomy evil spirit in the void seems to have dispersed a lot, and there is an air of sandalwood.

Hu Tao, who was full of evil spirit and had some turbid breath, returned to normal.

Monk fali didn't notice the look of the people. He stepped out, and the golden light flashed under his feet. It was like stepping on a golden lotus. He instantly crossed the river and went to the depth of the ancient buildings.

"Lotus grows step by step!"

Seeing this scene, monk Shang Shan's face was surprised. It seemed that he was shocked by his master's real cultivation.

Ye Shaochuan was not so surprised. After all, he had seen the means of the northern mang ghost King's flying in the air. The power of the legal monk was not inferior to that of the latter. Naturally, he had the same means.

However, compared with the ghost king of Beimang, the lotus born step by step by the monk of jurisprudence looks grand and grand. It falls step by step and the golden lotus blooms. How can it give people a feeling of great virtue and solemn appearance.

This is also the feeling of those who know the way of cultivating truth. If ordinary people see this scene in the outside world, they may think that the Dharma monk has become a Buddha.

The monk of jurisprudence crossed the river and came to the top of the ancient buildings in a twinkling of an eye. He said in a loud voice, "the ghost king of Beimang, why don't you come out and see me when my old friend comes here?"

The sound was calm and loud, which was transmitted from afar and reverberated continuously in the whole underground, just like the evening drum and morning bell, which was thought-provoking.

However, when the voice dispersed, there was no response, as if the ghost king of Beimang was not underground.

Ye Shaochuan and others also came.

At this time, the Dharma monk has said it for the second time.

"I'm afraid he's gone!"

The monk fali came down, his face a little dignified, and the court was humane.

"What, gone?"

Everyone's face changed greatly when they heard this, especially Yan blade. He almost didn't jump up when he heard this. The ghost king of Beimang was so terrible. If he really let him leave here, wouldn't it be a disaster to the world?

At the moment, he couldn't stay any longer. He wanted to spread the news immediately. In any case, he had to stop the other party before Beimang ghost king was in trouble."Although I have the means to subdue demons, I'm not good at finding people. Moreover, judging from the breath, the other party may have been gone for some time."

The Dharma monk proclaimed a Buddha's name and continued.

"But why haven't we found anything outside these days?" Hu Tao had some doubts and couldn't help asking.

The Dharma monk explained: "the cultivation of the ghost king of Beimang should be the way of yin and ghost. Although the foundation has not been built successfully, there are many means. It may not be difficult to leave the underground quietly."

"No, I have to report it immediately." With that, Yin blade turned and left.

"Ha ha, if I had known something important was here, I would not have had to come by myself." At this time, a burst of laughter came from outside the ancient building.

They were puzzled. They looked up and saw a middle-aged Taoist coming together with a young Taoist.

Both of them were flying in the air. They were elegant and relaxed. They soon fell in front of the public. The middle-aged Taoist priest saluted the monk of Jurisprudence: "do you remember the younger generation, master?"

"Ha ha, Mr. Zhang's son, why are you wearing this dress? Is it because your father has abdicated, and Mr. Zhang of this generation is you?"

Monk fali, who obviously knew each other, asked with a smile.

"Master's wise eye, my father likes to be pure and free, carefree and inaction. Naturally, he wants to get rid of these worldly things. The younger generation is not talented, and he will become the teacher of this generation." Middle aged Taoist.

Monk fali nodded, his eyes fell on the ancient sword behind his opponent, his eyes slightly solidified, and said: "it seems that you are also here for the devil, even the Heavenly Master sword. It's a pity that you're still a little late. The ghost king of Beimang has already left. " Hearing this, the middle-aged Taoist priest said with a smile, "master, have you forgotten my method of dragon and tiger mountain?"