Copy of the reckless man: I can see the status bar

I don’t want to see this damn old ghost!

Xiao Bao suddenly thought of a possibility. His tail twitched impatiently and he became increasingly annoyed.

It shouldn’t be that necessary. Didn’t that old bald donkey die in front of me a long time ago?

But Lao Niu Bizi is such a traditional and old-fashioned old man that he even dislikes himself. He always says that "those who are not of my race must have different hearts". It is impossible for him to be friends with the Lord of the Abyss.

Who could that be? Is there some powerful person from China that he doesn’t know?

While Xiaobao was lost in thought, they had already arrived at their destination.

It is a side hall in the main palace.

When the door of the temple was opened, a fragrant aroma of soil and plants emanated from inside, which was incompatible with the sulfur smell that was everywhere on the 728th floor.

It was not until he entered completely that Lu Wenwu discovered that there was a large lawn in this side hall.

In the very center of the lawn, there is a Bodhi tree. An old monk in a gray monk's robe sits with his back to the gate, beating a wooden fish rhythmically in his hands, which makes a crisp "knock knock knock" sound.

Accompanied by the low sound of chanting, this small side hall became like a pure land in the abyss.

The moment Xiaobao in Lu Wenwu's arms saw the gray-robed monk, the originally soft hair on his tail suddenly exploded and the expression on his face suddenly became extremely angry.

"Siha!!!"

Chapter 384 I prayed to the gods, but the one who answered me was the number one stud

Just as Xiaobao was getting angry and breathing heavily, the sound of the wooden fish stopped.

But the sound of chanting did not stop. It just became smaller and weaker, until every tone became a little vague and sounded like a reverberation echoing in the valley.

Lu Wenwu blinked.

He felt that the gray-robed monk in front of him looked a little familiar.

I seem to have seen it somewhere.

However, out of courtesy, he did not choose to use the Eye of True Vision to investigate, but just thought about it secretly in his heart.

Why do I always feel that the aura coming from the other person is weird?

It's hard to describe.

He is clearly a living person, but he exudes a strong aura of death.

Moreover, its anchorage in this world is somewhat vague, as if it will disappear at any time.

"Monk, I've brought someone to you. He's my nephew. Please take good care of him and pay attention to him."

The old fire demon Kazan walked forward and gently kicked the monk who was sitting cross-legged.

"Wake up, wake up, stop praying to the Buddha and asking for sutras. You are a monk who has eaten meat and drunk wine. Who are you pretending to be so pious for? We are all family."

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The gray-robed monk paused.

The moment the sound of chanting completely disappeared, he slowly stood up and turned around slowly.

He was an old monk, with his hands clasped in front of his chest and a kind look in his eyes.

Although the pair of yellow-gray eyes showed a strong sense of decadence, they were incomparably bright, as if thousands of wisdoms were hidden in them.

However, in these eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything in the world, there was a hint of embarrassment.

"Amitabha, I am honored to meet you four donors. I am Shen Tong."

"I remember now, it's you, Master Yuantong! We met at the Gui'an Base in the underworld!"

"Meow, you old bald Zhongtong donkey, how dare you show up in front of me! Die now!"

The two people and the cat said in unison.

This weird situation can completely frustrate the old devil.

He carefully looked at the gray-robed monk's aged face, stroking his chin and asked, "Old monk, didn't you tell me your Buddhist name is Hui Tong? From what my nephew said, it seems like you are hiding something from me?"

At this point, the old monk Yuantong's already embarrassed face turned even paler, and he was sweating all over.

Lu Wenwu scratched the head of the only confused person in the field, and some memories came to his mind.

The old devil said this, and it seemed that when he was in Gui'an, the name given by the Eye of Analysis before it evolved was indeed somewhat different from the one he reported.

The identification result was Yuantong, and the Buddhist name he reported himself was Huitong, the same as what he told the old devil.

Xiaobao seemed to know him. At that time, he and Xiaobao reported to Zhongtong?

It seems like there is some conflict between the two?

So is he trying to fool people by reporting the STO express now or does he have some other purpose?

Thinking of this, the blood in Lu Wenwu's body began to surge, and the two pieces of equipment he had just obtained were resonating rapidly, loading the equipment characteristics activated by the law onto the user.

The light of the Eye of True Vision, which had not been activated before, disappeared, and the identity information that the old monk tried to hide was clearly visible to Lu Wenwu.

Hmm. It seems that they are not enemies.

It’s a pity that the purity cannot be verified.

It would be a pity if we couldn’t fight with such a peculiar practitioner.

After seeing the panel of the old monk Yuantong, Lu Wenwu suddenly felt a little bored, so he restrained his aura again.

He picked up the angry Xiaobao and put him down where he was, then he took Maomao to the side, moved a small stool and sat down to eat the melon.

The old demon Kazan hesitated for a moment, then restrained his breath and followed. He sat down first without any ceremony and even got a few egg-filled pancakes and a few bottles of blueberry juice from Lu Wenwu.

He was originally skeptical, but when he saw Lu Wenwu preparing to take action, he decided without hesitation to activate the authority of dominance and merge with the abyss.

If a fight really breaks out, let’s take this old guy down first.

Now it seems that the fight can’t be fought anymore.

On the other side, Xiao Bao took cat-like steps forward, the three powers of law on his body intertwined and spread, and his aura became sharper and stronger.

With every step it takes, its aura becomes stronger.

The Gengxin power inherited from the White Tiger God glowed brightly, like a sharp blade piercing at the old monk Yuantong, forcing cold sweat to flow down his forehead.

When Xiao Bao arrived in front of the old monk Yuantong, an almost complete shadow of a white tiger had appeared behind him. The lights of the seven white tiger stars were shining at the same time. Undoubtedly, they had been pushed to the extreme without any falsehood.

"Zhongtong, Huitong, Yuantong, and now there's also Shentong. Great, great, great, you old bald donkey, you run a courier company, right?"

Xiaobao's voice sounded like a laugh, but his tone was as cold as the ice on the lake in December.

It raised its front paw and licked it. Four strands of white sword energy wrapped in wind and thunder surged out, and directly cut off the conspicuous white beard of the old monk Yuantong like cutting through space, making his chin suddenly become smooth.

"Forty-eight years ago, didn't you tell me that you were no longer capable and that I would be the one to take over Shenzhou from now on? Then you must be someone pretending to be you, so it would be reasonable for me to kill you, right?"

"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!" The old monk Yuantong was visibly panicking, "Little Bulu, this is a misunderstanding, I promise! I swear to the Buddha!"

"You're going to die! Old bald man, your credit with me is completely ruined! Others may not know you, but I know you too? Today I will personally fulfill your dream, and even the Buddha cannot stop you! I said so!"

"No, no, no, my dear aunt, my old arms and legs can't withstand a blow from you now, stay!"

"Meow!"

Then, a strange sight appeared in the 728th layer of the abyss.

Lu Wenwu and the old fire demon Kazan each brought a small stool and sat beside them, eating egg-filled pancakes and petting the dog, while watching a cute kitten, no bigger than two palms, jumping up and down after a ragged old monk.

The old monk was chased to the point where he had no way to go to heaven or to hell. His originally neat monk robe had long since turned into tatters, and he looked even less wealthy than Ji Dian.

During their fight, Lu Wenwu also understood what was going on.

It's probably a story about an old monk who loved to play and tricked a young and ignorant kitten into taking on an important task, while he himself went to the underworld to live a carefree life and learn Buddhism from Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Especially since this old monk had a very good relationship with Old Master Lan, he was one of the few elders Xiaobao could rely on at that time.

So just

This made the already lazy little cat even more angry, and he even felt a little aggrieved and complained.

Obviously it wasn't the tallest one at that time!

What does it mean that the tallest one suddenly ran away irresponsibly?

Lu Wenwu looked at the panel suffixes of the old monk Yuantong, then looked at the old monk who was being chased and beaten, and seemed to want to say something but stopped.

Through the scattered conversations between Xiaobao and Yuantong and the panel affixes, he already had a rough idea of ​​the cause and effect.

To be honest, YTO was half wrongly beaten.

Xiaobao said that he was scared to death that year, which might be true.

The old monk's four Buddhist names are also real.

He has cultivated a special Buddhist magical power - the Three Bodies. In the past he was Zhongtong, in the present he is Yuantong, and in the future he will be Shentong.

When the past, present and future are combined into one, he will become Huitong - this day is still a long way off.

Lu Wenwu reasonably speculated that the old monk might have somehow achieved death in which only the present body was "perfect", while the past body's Zhongtong and the future body's Shentong were still there.

The old monk Yuantong died, but not completely dead.

The past is still there, the future still exists, it’s just that the “present” is temporarily missing.

Just repair it again.

Therefore, the "Yuantong" that Lu Wenwu had seen in the underworld before was the current incarnation of a newly cultivated soul, whose strength had not yet recovered to its peak.

When we meet again today, Monk Yuantong's cultivation has returned to the level of a god. The flavor of the three major laws of life, death and reincarnation is extremely strong on his body. He is even only one step away from completely condensing his realm.

If he fully recovers, he will probably be able to directly enter the second stage of godhood and condense his domain.

Even the old monk Yuantong has been involved in the field of time, and has almost reached the point of touching the embryonic form of the field.

Lu Wenwu simply didn't believe that he had no power to fight back against Xiaobao.

Maybe he felt guilty and couldn't bear to fight back. Wait, the underworld can be connected to the human world to transmit messages!

So after Old Deng recovered, he hasn't contacted Xiaobao for so many years, causing it to miss him so much?

Lu Wenwu, who suddenly realized that something was wrong, blushed.

Damn it!