Monk Kong Kong walked a few steps and suddenly felt dizzy. He staggered and almost fell to the ground. Wu Sheng hurriedly supported him.

“Ginseng Stewed Hen.”

"What did you say, Master?"

"I need to replenish my body." Monk Kong took a deep breath. This time, his body was really empty.

The blood tide caused by the blood bead Wu Sheng provoked was very powerful, far more powerful than the previous two blood surges. Moreover, the last time he used the method of entering a dream to attract inner demons, he was almost trapped and locked in that dream.

, in fact, it has not been completely restored until now.

He was really tired and needed a good rest.

Seeing them come out safely, Abbot Kongkong and Monk Wunu were very happy.

Wu Chu prepared a table of sumptuous meals, including meat, wine, and ginseng and stewed hens. Of the four monks, Monk Kong ate the most. He really needed a good meal.

After dinner, Wu Sheng returned to the meditation room, recited a Buddhist sutra, then went to bed to rest, and slept until dawn.

The next morning, the sky was clear despite the snow,

The sun, which I haven't seen for an unknown amount of time, rarely showed half of his face.

Wu Sheng opened his hands to embrace the sky and the sunshine.

Striking while the iron is hot, he thought about whether to go to the Shenxiao Gate again. He thought about it carefully. He was discovered by them last time. There must have been a lot of wind and thunder near Leishan that day. If he went there recently, he would definitely not get the Thunderfire again.

It's as easy as last time.

He alone has to draw thunder and deal with the disciples of Shenxiao Sect, so he must use Buddhist magical powers.

Wait a little longer and think of a more reliable method.

When the sun came out, Wu Sheng stood in front of the main hall and practiced until dusk.

During dinner, Monk Kong's face was still a little pale, and the consumption of several days could not be replenished by a meal of ginseng stewed hen. After dinner, Monk Kong called Wu Sheng and walked slowly in the temple together.

"Master, is there something wrong with me?"

"Excuse me, how are you studying Buddhist mantras?"

"It's so-so. Why did master suddenly ask this?"

"Before you came back from the mountain, I went to take a look at the pagoda outside the temple. It's very dilapidated. It needs to be repaired. Otherwise, how many more will have to collapse? The formation is even worse. Didn't you complain about it a few days ago?

Are we going to set up a mountain protection formation for Jinding Mountain? I also said at the time? Let’s start with Tallinn.”

"Okay." Wu Sheng nodded.

"The formation is not that easy to repair. It takes a lot of effort."

"I just treat it as cultivation." Wu Sheng said with a smile.

"Do you regret becoming a monk now?"

"Master, what do you say?"

The empty monk looked at Wusheng? Then he smiled.

"Okay, why don't you go and do your work? I'll walk for a while." Monk Kong Kong waved his hand towards Wu Sheng.

"Master? Have a good rest, I feel so dizzy when I walk."

"What's wrong with my floating hair? My master's lower body is very stable, and my waist and legs are good!"

Coming again?

Wu Sheng smiled and turned around and disappeared.

"Hello? There's no need to be in such a hurry!"

"Delay will bring about change."

When he went down the mountain to get the Thunder Fire this time, Wu Sheng was thinking about his future plans. He was a monk from Lanruo Temple. When the monks hit the clock, what about Lanruo Temple? From the initial rejection to the gradual acceptance?

Now I regard this place as my home, no matter how chaotic it is outside? When I come back here, my heart can calm down.

It’s very chaotic outside, but we can’t be chaotic at home. The first thing we need to do is to protect our home and our family.

The physical body of the Rakshasa King is being destroyed step by step? In comparison, the Dharma formation in this Tallinn may be easier.

The inside and outside of this place are consistent and connected with the underground formation, so there must be something in common.

Some time ago, he had sorted out part of the records of the formation talismans in the Tallinn, but because the affairs of the Su family in Lin'an involved a lot of energy, he did not calm down to study quietly.

In the following days, Wu Sheng, in addition to practicing every day, studied formations and spells in the pagoda outside the temple, lit an oil lamp at night, and read Buddhist scriptures. Unknowingly, it was time for Qu Donglai and Ye Qiong to come together.

The day we met on the floor.

After Wu Sheng and his uncle, the master said something, they went down the mountain and headed straight towards Yuping Mountain.

When he arrived there, Qu Donglai had arrived a step earlier and was eating roast chicken and drinking wine, looking very carefree.

"I've been waiting here for two days, but someone is here." After seeing Wu Sheng, Qu Donglai was very happy.

"Come, let's drink together."

"Did you find anything?"

"A total of five black coffins appeared in Jingzhou. The ghosts in three of them have been eliminated, and the other two are missing. In addition, something happened in the capital."

"What happened in the capital? Could it be that the emperor killed another son?"

"Not a son, but a grandson."

"Killing even his grandson, King Kang's son?"

"Yes!" Qu Donglai nodded.

"Then the emperor is crazy?"

"I think he is crazy!" Qu Donglai took a sip of wine.

"Are those princes waiting to die in the capital?"

Those few people are all human beings. If they say that they have no back-ups, Wu Sheng will never believe it. If others don’t tell you, the King of Donghai waited for several days before entering the capital because he had arranged a plan in Hailing City.

Backhand, a man like Xiao Guang, how could he be a fool if he gave birth to a son?

Killed at the neck?

Either the opportunity was not there, or their father's methods were too powerful, beyond their imagination. They were really trapped and had to wait to die! If that was the case, it could only mean that Xiao Guang

It is indeed remarkable.

"Brother Wang, what are you thinking about?"

"It's okay, I suddenly feel that Xiao Guang is so lucky!"

"The lord of the Nine Provinces, the emperor who rules the world, is more than that!" Qu Donglai said with a smile after hearing this.

"Those who don't have to worry about governing the country and benefiting the people, but focus on cultivating Taoism and hoping for immortality. What do you think they want to do?"

"Why are you so concerned about royal matters?"

"Because that is the source of turmoil in the world!" Wu Sheng raised his head and looked in the direction of the capital.

"Hey!" Wu Sheng suddenly thought of something and his eyes lit up.

"What's wrong?"

"Does this emperor want to..." He suddenly thought of a possibility, a very scary possibility.

"What's wrong with you? Your face suddenly turned ugly?" Qu Donglai suddenly noticed that Wu Sheng's face suddenly turned ugly.

"The emperor in the capital not only wants to live forever and be above the immortals, he also wants to control the human world!"

"Not just the human world?" Qu Donglai repeated this sentence, and his face suddenly became very ugly.

"Is it possible that he still wants to control the underworld?"

"Yes, the emperor of the human world, the emperor of the underworld, he wants to take care of the affairs of the world, and he also wants to take care of the affairs of the underworld. He wants to take care of life, and he wants to take care of death. He wants to be the emperor of the human world, and he also wants to control the reincarnation of the three realms.
Chapter completed!