I don't know how long it took, but a sharp pain of physical tearing came into my mind. Jiang Ning groaned and gradually regained consciousness.
"Brat, are you awake?"
Before he could open his eyes, a familiar voice rang in his ears, but Jiang Ning couldn't remember who the owner of the voice was.
Driven by curiosity, he tried to open his eyes. When the light came into his sight, Jiang Ning subconsciously raised his hands to block the sun. Slowly, his eyes adapted to the light, and he could see clearly the appearance of the person next to him.
His shiny head was like a hard-boiled egg, and his slightly yellowed moonlight monk's robe looked very old. With such an iconic look, Jiang Ning's mind immediately popped up with this person's identity, mysterious and powerful.
The Lord of the Deserted Temple, Temple Hidden!
The sense of crisis exploded in his heart like liquid, and his originally dazed thoughts suddenly sobered up. Jiang Ning used his hands and feet to distance himself from the old monk almost as a reflex.
"you you you...."
Jiang Ning stuttered a bit because of fear. He pointed at the old monk's back and shivered for a long time, unable to say a complete sentence.
Because he remembered what happened before he fainted.
At that time, Si Yin suddenly appeared. Jiang Ning was afraid and used the lightning escape technique to escape. In the process, he noticed something strange. When he looked down, he saw that his body had disappeared from the waist down.
Such a huge impact immediately made his blood boil, and he was unable to resist and was knocked unconscious.
Now that I wake up and see the old monk sitting next to me, how can I not be afraid?
The old monk sat cross-legged, as stable as a mountain.
"What are you, you are neither older nor younger. Don't you know that when you meet older people, you should address them as "senior"?
"Go to hell with your uncle's predecessors. You want me to respect you when you chop off my legs. You want to eat your shit!" Hearing what the old monk said, Jiang Ning was frightened and angry. He couldn't hold back and cursed for a while.
He was going to die anyway, so it would be better to curse a few words before he died, which would be considered a profit.
When the old monk heard this, he was not angry but smiled and said: "Aren't your hooves on your body well? Don't think that it's easy for the old monk to take advantage of you because he is old."
Jiang Ning realized that his legs were indeed still growing on his body.
He moved unbelievingly, but there was no discomfort at all. Only then did Jiang Ning realize that he had been tricked by the old bald man.
"Old bald man, you're kidding me!" Before Jiang Ning could finish his words, he jumped three feet high from the ground, and at the same time used his thunder escape technique again to escape into the distance.
In order to ensure that he would not be fooled this time, Jiang Ning even looked at the scenery on both sides to see if there were any rapid backward changes while running.
There is no problem!
That means he escaped this time.
Jiang Ning looked happy and worked harder to activate his spiritual energy, but slowly, new problems appeared.
He found that he was indeed running away, and the scenery on both sides was indeed retreating rapidly, but why did the distance between the old pine tree in front of him and himself never change?
"Donkey grass!" Jiang Ning turned around to confirm the situation behind him, and saw the old monk sitting on the ground, looking at him with a smile.
The distance is not even an inch farther than before I escaped!
In other words, I am still running in the same place... What kind of magic is this!
Jiang Ning did not believe in evil and worked harder to activate the Thunder Escape Technique.
The old monk was not in a hurry and always looked at Jiang Ning with a smile on his face, very kindly...
After half a stick of incense, Jiang Ning collapsed on the ground, sweating like rain.
"Don't run anymore, are you tired?" the old monk asked with a smile.
Jiang Ning's throat felt like lava and he couldn't speak. He could only keep waving his hands to indicate that he couldn't run anymore.
Seeing this, the old monk laughed and said, "Do you know why you can't get out of my side, old monk, no matter how hard you run?" Without waiting for Jiang Ning's answer, he explained to himself: "This Dharma is called Shuudi.
Cheng Cun is a great magical power in the old monk's hometown."
Home....Hometown!
Jiang Ning was so shocked that he coughed.
Although he already knew Si Yin's secret from Li Yinyang, he was still a little shocked when the secret was told by the person himself, especially when he thought about whether this guy wanted to kill someone and silence him if he told his secret so brazenly.
When I heard it, my heart was beating wildly.
"Old... The old man's hometown is really powerful. This magical boy is really unheard of and unseen." Since the legs are here and the dog's life is here, it's better to flatter him first and see if he can make a living for himself.
.
Jiang Ning has always been a man who can bend and stretch!
The old monk stared at Jiang Ning until Jiang Ning's scalp went numb. Then he muttered: "The brat is so similar to the evil star. He is so shameless."
"What did you say?"
The old monk coughed twice and said: "It's nothing. The old monk said that there are many great supernatural powers like this in the old monk's hometown, and shrinking to an inch is not that powerful. It's like following the rules and deceiving people with evil words.
Those are the things that defy heaven."
Just hearing the strange names made Jiang Ning's heart beat with excitement and longing for them.
"Is there the most powerful one, and what is the most powerful technique called?" he asked hurriedly, as if he had forgotten that he was yelling at others just now.
The old monk gave a mysterious hey and said, "Of course there is the most powerful one, but I can't say, I can't say..."
Jiang Ning snorted, secretly disappointed.
"I think it's because you don't know, so you're pretending to be mysterious."
The old monk said: "You little brat, you don't even have the skills to challenge me."
Jiang Ning was not embarrassed when he saw that he had been exposed, so he changed the subject and said: "Senior, I don't know how long this junior has been unconscious. What is the situation outside now? My friends, should they be okay?"
At this moment, the sky has darkened, and the sound of the Blood Lord and several people fighting has disappeared. Jiang Ning is a little worried about Henry Zhang and Chen Juan.
The old monk said: "It won't last long, just a day and a night. Your friends are all safe now. As long as they don't leave Mount Jialuo, they'll be fine."
Jiang Ning jumped up from the ground again and said, "Have I been unconscious for so long? What happened that day? Who won? Is the old guy in the blood pool dead?"
The old monk shook his head gracefully and said: "It's a draw."
"A tie?"
"The Lord of the Wild Fortress also made a move later, two against two, a tie is already very powerful. If we really want to continue the fight and kill one of them, it will probably cause a war between the penalty area and your Kyushu. By then, all the penalty areas will take action, and only the one who will suffer will suffer.
It will be those innocent creatures."
Jiang Ning seemed to understand, but he still didn't quite understand what it means to put the overall situation first.
"Then why don't you take action? With your skills, senior, I think it shouldn't be a problem to kill the master of the blood pool."
The old monk laughed when he heard this.
"You seem to have some disagreements with the guy from the blood pool."
Jiang Ning was embarrassed.
More than just opinions, the Blood Lord would like to eat him alive!
He laughed, and when he saw that the old monk was not talking, he rolled his eyes and said, "Senior, if there is nothing else to do, I will leave first, so as not to bother senior Qingxiu here." As he said that, Jiang Ning's feet began to move slowly towards him.
Move back.
The old monk seemed not to notice his little movement and said calmly: "Don't you want the golden elixir of relics?"
Jiang Ning stiffened, and there was struggle in his eyes.
The golden elixir of relics is probably in the old bald man's body. If he stays, he might be the first to get the moon!
"Senior, what do you mean by this... Could it be that this junior has a chance to obtain the golden elixir of relics?" Jiang Ning decided to test it out.
"Little slippery man." The old monk laughed and scolded: "Of course there is a chance. The golden elixir is the bait that the old monk deliberately released. Since it has fallen into the fish, why would he not part with this bait?"
He slowly turned around, looked at Jiang Ning with a smiling wrinkled face, and said in a serious tone: "Are you right?"