The old man guarding the temple was very strange. He seemed not to see or hear any movement regarding the arrival of the two of them.
He just cleaned the mountain temple like this, moving slowly, as if he was old and decrepit.
"You mean, he is the prototype of Mr. Liu?"
Mingshu began to look at the old man up and down. The more he looked at him, the weirder he became, and the more he looked at him, the more curious he became.
Just listen to Zhang Shengli whisper: "This old man is not simple, he is much better than those people outside."
Hearing this, Ming Shu was slightly startled: "Isn't it simple? Why can't I see it?"
Thinking about her, the empress of the generation, the controller of the underworld, how could she not even be able to tell the depth of a person?
Zhang Shengli laughed, picked up a stone from the ground, and threw it towards the courtyard.
When this special situation occurs, according to normal circumstances, the old man should have discovered something.
But the other party was still carrying the two of them, not making a sound or even moving.
"Deaf?"
Zhang Shengli shook his head: "It's probably just pretending. With his ability, it's impossible not to notice it."
Having said this, he pulled Ming Shu, walked towards the temple, and stood in front of the statue in front of the old man.
The exact same statue made the corners of Zhang Shengli's mouth slightly raised.
Feeling the weak and undetectable power of faith floating in the sky, Zhang Shengli laughed.
This is a bit meaningful.
"Let's stop pretending, we're here, at least we need to find a place to sit, right?"
Although Zhang Shengli was staring at the Buddha statue, his words were always directed at the old man.
Pretend to be deaf and dumb, this is Zhang Shengli's evaluation of this old man.
"Is this old man pretending?"
After hearing Zhang Shengli's words, Mingshu suddenly exploded and stared at the old man who was sweeping the floor with an evil look.
"For a guy who knows how to absorb the power of faith, no one will believe him even if he says he's not faking it."
Zhang Shengli suddenly turned around and stared at the old man in front of him.
"Like Mr. Liu, he relies on the incense here to sustain his life, but he is not as lucky as Mr. Liu."
After Zhang Shengli said this, he took a few steps forward and suddenly a ball of flame appeared in his hand.
It's just that the flame is different from the normal color.
This is the so-called power of faith.
As soon as the flame came out, along with what he just said, it was clearly possible to feel that the old man's body in front of him trembled twice.
Finally, the old man turned his gaze to the two of them, holding the broom in his hand, with no expression on his face.
Ah...ah...
He suddenly spoke, uttered a few syllables, pointed at the statue and just started talking.
Zhang Shengli laughed: "You should know why we are here, so stop pretending!"
Then the old man kept pointing at the statue, as if telling the two of them that if they want to offer incense, they should go by themselves, the Buddha statue is there.
Zhang Shengli ignored it and sat down on the steps in front of the statue.
"Whether you are pretending or not, I have to tell you that you are in big trouble today."
Zhang Shengli began to scare the opponent.
"As for me, I came with a mission today, to destroy this statue and destroy this temple.
To be precise, it destroys your path."
Zhang Shengli was scaring the other party while observing the old man's reaction.
Except for the initial trembling of the body, and now the indifference, this old man pretends to be very similar.
Even Mingshu on the side was deceived and felt that Zhang Shengli did this in vain.
When the old man saw the two of them with their mouths open, he showed an ugly smile, and then started to clean again.
In his opinion, it seemed that Zhang Shengli understood what he meant.
Why!
Zhang Shengli sighed slightly, asking him to really destroy this mountain temple, but he really couldn't do it.
After all, he is just a guess now, and many things have not been confirmed.
But the old man in front of him didn't really offend him. If he destroyed someone's home like this, he would feel guilty.
"Shengli, this old man really can't hear it!"
Mingshu also came to Zhang Shengli's side and sat down on the steps, dragging his chin with his hand and muttering in his mouth.
"You are a great empress, you can't even see this, right?"
Zhang Shengli was a little curious. He could tell that the other party was faking it, and it was impossible for Ming Shu not to notice it.
After all, the strength is there.
"I don't think he is pretending, and he doesn't have any cultivation skills on him.
By the way, what is the power of faith you just mentioned?
Is it also a system of power?”
Zhang Shengli: "..."
He just stared at Mingshu: "Don't you know the power of faith?"
"Is it weird?" Mingshu's eyes widened, a little curious.
"Of course it's strange. My cultivation relies on this kind of power to rise. We have a guy named Emperor Fengtian there. He knows everything. How could you not know?"
"Emperor Fengtian, am I as powerful as me?" Upon hearing this name, Mingshu became curious again.
She looks like a curious baby now, and everything that happens around Zhang Shengli feels more interesting than the last.
"No, he can't compare with you, he is still in the fairy world.
In Huang Yunxian Land, a force was organized with great ambitions."
Mentioning Emperor Fengtian makes Zhang Shengli want to laugh.
The Reincarnation Alliance brings a group of people together to form a force.
But this force was actually developed and expanded by him. In terms of strength, the current Reincarnation Alliance can even be compared with several major Immortal Sects.
If you really give him time and let him develop like this, one day he will be able to surpass the three holy places.
This is a powerful person. No matter where he is, as long as he is given a fulcrum, he can prosper.
"You mean, this old guy is also such a person, and he is also very strong?"
Mingshu brought the topic back again, looked at the old guy in front of him, and chuckled.
"No, the incense here is too weak, and the power of faith is pitiful. With his cultivation method, he will be buried in the grave in a few years.
If you observe his age carefully, he is now a centenarian.
He is only a little stronger than ordinary people. If he continues like this, he will definitely die of old age in less than ten years."
Mingshu nodded. She had noticed this situation a long time ago. The old man in front of her was aging seriously.
"Maybe he really can't hear because of his aging body."
Zhang Shengli laughed, and the fireball in his hand suddenly shot out and hit the old man directly.
"Since he can't hear it, there's no point in keeping it, so just destroy it!"
As he said that, the fireball flew towards the old man.
Bang!
It hit the old man directly, and the flames instantly surrounded the old man.
This sudden action made Mingshu's eyes widen.
She couldn't believe that Zhang Shengli would do such a thing.
This was different from the Zhang Shengli she knew.