After climbing over the mountain and walking down the mountain, the peak blocked the not-hot sunshine. One person and one monkey had already arrived in the shadow of the mountain. The monkey's screams in the woods in the distance became even more impatient.

"It seems to be right in front!" Wusheng said secretly, and had already secretly used his magic power.

The red fog here is much thinner than the side of the mountain, but it also has an impact on the wild beasts in the mountain, so those monkeys don’t dare to move forward.

From afar, Wusheng saw those monkeys screaming on the trunks, standing in the shadows under the tree, ten feet tall, wearing armor, ragged clothes, rusty, blue face, and long hair to shoulders.

For some reason, he stood there and stopped moving forward, as if he had discovered Wusheng.

Wusheng took a deep breath, paused for a moment, looked at the man, then walked to the tree and saw the man nearby.

Very tall, with a blue-black face and a blue-black eyes. A scent of coldness came from the body. Unlike the coldness of winter, this slight coldness made people tremble. Moreover, when a person who is tall stands here, there is a different kind of pressure, as if he encountered the mountain fang in the Baizhangya Cave that day.

"Hello, donor, Amitabha." Wusheng bowed and said hello.

"Young monk." The man smiled, revealing two rows of white teeth.

After saying two sentences, there was a moment of silence, and both of them were looking at each other.

"That day I heard from the Taoist priest who had always seen the great cultivation level of this strange man, and he was considered a person with high cultivation among these monks, and I'm afraid it would be difficult to deal with." Wusheng Dao.

He thought of the day when he saw his elusive and intimidating blue-black fog on the mountain, he secretly used his magic power and the Buddha's light covered his body.

"Hey, the little monk actually knows Buddhist supernatural powers!" the weird man said in surprise.

"I understand a little." Wusheng said with a smile.

"What do you call a little monk?"

"Little monk Wusheng, how dare you ask the donor what he calls him?"

"Shaoyang." said the ten-thousandth man.

"The Jinding Mountain behind the little monk is a little strange, so it would be better for the donor to stop here." Wusheng Dao.

"This red fog all over the mountains is even spectacular, with a smell of blood. It was the first time I have seen it in my life. I came here to take a look." Shao Yang looked at the red fog behind Wusheng.

"This red fog will make people lose their minds, so it's better not to see it."

"No, I'm not afraid." Shao Yang said this, and a blue-black mist rose from his body, covering his whole body.

This is because I can’t understand human words! Wusheng’s heart is.

"The mountains are already chaotic enough, don't join in the fun!" Wusheng said.

"Is this mountain belonging to the little monk?" Shaoyang said with a smile.

"The mountain is a mountain, not someone's mountain. It has its own spirit. However, there is a temple on the mountain, but it is the residence of the little monk who practices and lives. He is being disturbed by the red fog. The wild beasts all over the mountain seem to be crazy and are already exhausted to deal with it. I don't want another monk like a donor, which will only be more troublesome," Wusheng said.

"I just said that I'm not afraid of this red fog." Shao Yang said.

"I said just now, the donor stopped here." Wusheng stared at the other party and said.

Resounding,

"Haha, the little monk, he is not very old and has a very good tone. He just doesn't know how good the magical powers of this Buddhist sect are?"

While speaking, two black lines flew out of Shaoyang without warning, as if a cicada was heading straight for Wusheng and hit him. When he encountered the Buddha's light, it immediately dissipated, as if the snow had encountered flames.

"It's interesting." Shao Yang said seriously when he saw this.

Then the blue and black air flew from him one by one, like a snake, heading straight for Wusheng, at an extremely fast speed.

Wusheng's eyes shone brightly and moved one meter across, but the blue and black aura seemed to have eyes and turned around in the air, and still headed straight for him.

"Can't hide?"

Wusheng moved several times in succession, and the several blue and black auras followed, as if they had eyes.

He was still moving, constantly trying, and the distance from Shaoyang was getting farther and farther away. At the farthest time, he had already reached thirty steps away. Then he quickly pulled the distance closer and kept trying during the dodging process, moving horizontally, vertically, and obliquely.

Front, back, left, right, one, two, three, four, four, two, two.

"The further the distance, the slower the blue-black aura will be, like rocks and trees blocking it, and the same is true."

Wusheng tested some of the rules and characteristics of this magic in Shaoyang through a brief battle, and at the same time he was training himself through actual combat.

"The little monk is interesting." Shaoyang smiled when he saw this.

More than a dozen blue-black mists on his body flew out, like smoke and fog.

Wusheng was dodging and slashed with a palm in the air, and the Vajra subdued the demons.

The Buddha's palm meets the blue and black aura, and the blue and black aura immediately dissipates and disappears.

"The magic power cultivated by the Great Sun Tathagata Sutra can perfectly restrain his magic. However, Shaoyang is already in the realm of heaven, only under the human and immortals, and is considered a great practitioner. The magic power on his body must be vast and powerful, far from being able to match him. It is extremely difficult to defeat him. If he is unexpected, he will be in danger."

After passing a big tree, Wusheng suddenly accelerated and headed straight for Shaoyang.

In an instant, the blue and black aura on Shaoyang was soaring, covering his whole body. A mist suddenly rushed out of Wusheng's feet. He seemed to have sensed it, and moved half a step away, barely avoiding it.

Twenty steps,

Ten steps,

It's getting closer, closer.

Om,

Wusheng roared loudly, like a thunderbolt from the clear sky.

A single word of mantra contains magic power and surges out.

The red mist in front of him was instantly swept away, and the black aura chasing beside him scattered on the ground. Shaoyang was stunned for a moment, and the black mist on his body was suddenly washed away.

However, in an instant, Wusheng came behind him instantly, pointed his right index finger at the back of his head, and the Buddha's light shone at the fingertips, which was exactly the Buddha's finger.

When he was about to approach the Shaoyang pillow, Wusheng suddenly stopped and instantly floated back more than ten steps before stopping. He looked at Shaoyang who was slowly turning around with a serious expression.

"The Buddhist lion roars, the little monk is good at cultivation!" Shao Yang exclaimed.

Just now, the roar, like a thunderous sound, seemed to him to be shocked, which made him lose his mind in an instant. When he came to his senses, there was no trace of the little monk in front of him. At the same time, a great sense of crisis came from behind him, as if a sharp sword had already hit his head and could stab in at any time.

"Why didn't the little monk take action just now?" Shao Yang asked with a smile.

"I am merciful, and the donor is in danger." Wusheng thought for a while and said.

He was telling the truth. He had compassion in his heart, and killing people was not killing chickens, and there was no psychological burden. The most important thing was that just now, just as his Buddha finger was about to point, his heart suddenly beating violently and was very uneasy, as if he was about to release the beasts and demons and monsters with one finger. Therefore, he stopped in time, then retreated, and kept a certain distance from Shaoyang, and then made plans after observing the changes. Now, the donor Shao in front of him was still normal.

"Hehe, the little monk is interesting, interesting!" Shao Yang suddenly laughed.

"Okay, I'll stop here today and will not go up the mountain."
Chapter completed!