Being stared at by the little girl's beastly eyes, the old monk in cassock still felt frightened even if he inherited the title of 'Fa Hai'.
He understood the meaning of the little girl's eyes and expression very well.
"It's over. I followed your instructions, Eighth Sister, and subdued the ghost king."
The old monk in cassock took out a golden bowl:
"The Ghost King has surrendered. Eighth Sister, please take a look."
The little girl took the golden bowl, lowered her head and looked inside. She could vaguely see a thin film of condensed light on the mouth of the golden bowl, with Buddhist scriptures looming on it. Looking inside the bowl, she saw a small figure.
That was the surrendered Hanged Ghost King.
"Are you the Ghost King? His strength looks pretty good. He's not the newly promoted Ghost King." The little girl commented, then stretched out her hand into the bowl.
Chi.
The film of the golden bowl blessed by the Buddha's light seemed to be a real film. It was easily penetrated by her little hands, and the hanged ghost king inside was pinched out between her thumb and index finger.
at the same time.
In the golden bowl, the Hanged Ghost King was resting quietly in the bowl. The next second he seemed to feel something. He suddenly raised his head and looked up. His eyes were filled with horror.
A giant hand appeared above the bowl and grabbed it.
It really wants to escape, but the bowl is such a big place, and even if it wants to escape, there is nowhere to escape, and there is no way to escape from that giant hand.
It can feel the terrifying aura of that giant hand.
"Not the master?!"
The big hand had no Buddhist aura at all, but instead had a demonic aura. It was clearly the hand of a terrifying demon that had transformed into a human.
Before it could think about it, a big hand came and grabbed it out. After getting out of the golden bowl, even without the suppression of the golden bowl, it still did not regain its body size and was suppressed by the big hand until it looked small. .
now.
From its perspective, there are two 'giants' in front of it, and the giants are hundreds of times its size.
It recognized one of the 'giants', who was not its owner - Fahai of Jinshan Temple.
As for the other 'giant', it was the 'person' who was holding it. Even though the other 'giant' looked very cute, when it saw its beastly eyes, it felt like it was being stared at by some great terror.
This feeling is like an ordinary person with no cultivation, who suddenly travels to the ancient times full of ferocious beasts. There are huge beasts everywhere that can easily overturn mountains and seas.
It is extremely impactful both visually and to all senses.
Facing this terrifying 'prehistoric beast', the Hanged Ghost King subconsciously looked towards the old monk in cassocks and asked for help.
But the next second.
It suddenly realized something was wrong...
His master, the eminent monk who inherited the title of "Fa Hai" from Jinshan Temple, is so fawning, no! It can no longer be said that he is trying to please him, he looks almost like a coward.
'Fahai' was standing honestly next to the 'Ancient Ferocious Beast', like a primary school student being praised by the teacher, and said cheerfully:
"This ghost king must have met the standard. It took me a lot of effort to find out that ghost kings who cause trouble these days are too rare."
"It's pretty good." The little girl nodded, and then, under the stunned gaze of the Hanged Ghost King, she patted the old monk in cassock on the shoulder with satisfaction: "Well done, I won't give you special training for the next three months. "
Suddenly.
The Hanged Ghost King was surprised when he saw his master Fa Hai, who was destined to become a land god in the future. Especially when he heard that no special training was needed, his smile could not be overstated.
"Thank you, Eighth Sister." The old monk in cassock thanked her.
"What are you going to do with this ghost king?" The little girl held the hanged ghost king in front of her.
She looked at the 'little thing' in front of her.
Immediately afterwards.
Then the old monk in cassocks replied:
"I plan to keep it in Jinshan Temple and train it to become the guardian spirit of our temple. After all... well, the previous generation of guardian spirits of Jinshan Temple has been killed by your Majesty. Jinshan Temple needs other guardian spirits."
"Okay." She nodded: "Then in the next three months, I will train this little thing. Since he wants to become a guardian spirit, he must be stronger."
She said with a smile on her pink face:
"Jinshan Temple is the Taoist tradition entrusted to me by Your Majesty to protect. To restore the Taoist tradition as soon as possible, a powerful guardian spirit is indispensable."
The Hanged Ghost King looked confused.
The conversation between the two contains too much information, and it is difficult to understand it for a while.
But one thing it made clear was that the guardian spirit of Jinshan Temple was killed. He was killed by the owner of the terrifying "prehistoric beast" in front of him. Moreover, he clearly killed the guardian spirit. As the foundation of Jinshan Temple, Fahai would not be angry. .
Why are you still a little happy, especially after hearing that the 'prehistoric beast' wants to train you, you seem to be a little sympathetic while being happy?
But it didn't have time to think about the reason, and was quickly attracted by the second half of the "Ancient Ferocious Beast".
Will the orthodoxy regain its strength as soon as possible?
What does it mean?
Is Jinshan Temple's vitality seriously damaged? It shouldn't be. Even if the guardian mountain spirit dies, isn't there still Fa Hai?
There was too much information, and it didn't know which one to digest, and it didn't have time to digest it, so it heard the words of the 'prehistoric beast' and its master again.
"This ghost king is quite powerful. With Eighth Sister's training, he will definitely reach the level of the previous generation's mountain guarding spirit." The old monk in cassocks flattered him.
But the next second.
"Huh? Who are you looking down on?"
The little girl rolled her eyes with her beastly eyes and said dissatisfied:
"Cultivation to the level of the previous generation of mountain guardians? Please, can't you cultivate it with your eyes closed? The previous generation of mountain guardians were so weak. If they were only trained to that level, it would be too shameful for your Majesty to come and inspect them in the future."
The Hanged Ghost King was confused and looked at the little girl as if he was seeing a ghost.
Did you understand it wrong?
Isn't it true that the previous generation of mountain guarding spirit in their mouth is the same as the one they know?
Thinking about it carefully, I have never heard of the death of the mountain guarding spirit of Jinshan Temple, so the mountain guarding spirit I know must be the previous generation of mountain guarding spirit. Isn't that an extremely powerful bear demon?
It has reached the level of ghosts and gods.
Just when the little girl said that the previous generation of mountain guardians was not the mountain guardians she knew.
The little girl muttered: "Why does this Hanged Ghost King look so dumb? Little Fahai, you won't break its brain when you surrender it. No wonder you want it to be the guardian spirit of the mountain."
"I'm talking about little Fahai, do you have any special hobby in Jinshan Temple? You like to find fools as guardians of the mountain? The previous generation's guardian of the mountain was that stupid bear. He looked very silly. Now you still want to be a fool. Are you just guarding the mountain spirit?"
It turns out I got it right.
The previous generation guardian mountain spirit of Jinshan Temple in their mouth was really a ghost-level bear demon!
The Hanged Ghost King looked at the little girl in shock. He did not expect that the ghost-level bear demon would be "stupid" or "weak" in her words.
The Hanged Ghost King was shocked there.
The old monk in cassock was not idle and responded to the little girl:
"Eighth sister, I didn't break its head..."
Ding dong.
A WeChat notification sounded on the phone.
The little girl picked up the phone and saw the WeChat message. She completely ignored the old monk's words and her pink face suddenly showed surprise:
"Wow! Great! Your Majesty is here!?"
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