Yujun, the gate of Ning'an County.
Several people dressed as monks set up a hut and were giving porridge to the victims.
The victims lined up in a long line, holding different utensils in their hands, waiting for the monks to serve porridge. The place was very popular and noisy.
But not far away, in a big river.
Yi Bai and a dozen little demons were watching this place in the water not far from the shore.
"Jie Shi, are these the monks you are talking about?"
Yi Bai looked outside and asked the river crab next to him.
"True Dragon, it's here. Those monks behave stiffly, as if we were demons in their early adulthood. I have inquired about it. These monks are the national masters of the capital. It is said that the The Imperial Master has sent many monks to various places to give porridge and do good deeds. I figured this is not a rare thing, so I came to report to the True Dragon!"
He Xia said hurriedly.
"Let me take a look."
Yi Bai finished speaking.
He opened his Dharma eyes and looked at the monks who were giving out porridge.
He looked with Dharma eyes.
But I saw that these monks were white.
Pure white energy.
Far more pure than popular.
It's not popularity.
It is the spirit of humanity.
'The humane energy protecting the body actually prevents my Dharma eyes from peeking into it? '
Yi Bai was surprised.
He knew clearly in his heart that this white aura was not the true appearance of these monks, nor was it their real aura. Instead, it was protected by the aura of humanity, preventing him from peeking into their real aura.
This move must be related to the national teacher.
What is the background of this national teacher? He was able to mobilize the energy of humanity to protect these monks.
Yi Bai was suspicious.
He asked Old Turtle and his people to stay at the bottom of the river to wait for him, while he planned to go there in person to meet these monks and see if he could find out the details of these monks.
Yi Bai came to the shore, transformed into an old monk, wearing cassocks, with white beard and hair. He took out the Zen staff, held the Zen staff, and went to the hut.
He did not disturb the monks, but walked to the end of the queue of victims, took another leaf, sprayed it out in one breath, turned it into an alms bowl, held it in his hand, and followed the queue.
…
Yi Bai had been waiting in line for half an hour, and finally it was his turn. He took out the alms bowl.
The monks' hands and feet were really stiff, and they gave him porridge. It was a hot summer day, and they didn't even sweat a drop after giving him porridge for so long. It was really miraculous.
"Several masters, may I ask which temple you practice in?"
Yi Bai looked at the porridge in the bowl in his hand and asked with a smile.
The aura of Buddhism appeared on his body, and the people around him felt relaxed and happy.
But he stared at several monks carefully and saw that there was nothing strange about the monks. He was surprised and doubtful. He never thought that the aura of humanity could even block his Dharma.
Fortunately, he wanted to test these monks.
"Master, we are practicing with the national master. The national master sent us here to provide disaster relief."
Several monks looked at each other, and one of them spoke.
"National Master? May I ask which temple the National Master practiced in?"
Yi Bai asked again.
There were no victims behind him, so he was not in a hurry and wanted to find a way to find out the details of this national master.
"Master, how come you ask the national master which temple he practices in? If you want to ask my national master, why don't you tell me your family name first?"
Some monks were talking like this, and they were pretending to clasp their hands together, but their appearance was very strange and stiff.
"Masters, I am a monk from Shuanglong Temple. I traveled here today and saw you and others, so I came up to ask a question."
Yi Bai talks nonsense, but there is Buddha light hidden in him, and every move he makes has the demeanor of an eminent monk.
Several monks seemed to be stumped. Look at me and I look at you. They don't know who to answer.
Finally, a clever monk came out and said: "Master, when we followed the master to practice, the master had already left the temple. We never asked, so we don't know where the master is practicing. Master, it's better to wait like this." I will ask the Master when I return to the capital, and if I have a chance to see the Master next time, I will tell the Master."
When Yi Bai heard this, he had no choice but to let these monks leave.
These monks didn't want to be bothered. They were busy packing their things and leaving.
Yi Bai watched these monks clean up, and suddenly, one of the monks looked familiar.
He couldn't explain why it looked familiar.
He just felt that he had seen this monk somewhere before.
Familiar in demeanor.
Yi Bai couldn't help but step forward, put the alms bowl on the wooden table, and put his hand on his shoulder.
The monk swayed, his body stiffened, and he almost fell to the ground. He turned around with great difficulty.
"Mage, what else can I do?"
The monk's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and he asked.
"This little mage, I wonder, have you and I met before somewhere?"
Yi Bai asked.
"The master is joking. I have been practicing with the national master. I have never seen the master before."
The monk looked strange and scary.
"Then where did you practice before you practiced with the National Master?"
Yi Bai asked again.
"Master, my ancestral land is a poor and remote county called Dongjie County. I live in the Jiangshui County area. I was injured by a demon, so I lived outside. I met the national master by chance, and I practiced with the national master. I have never practiced before.”
The monk seemed to be afraid of being entangled, so he explained everything in one go.
"Dongjie County? Jiangshui County?"
Yi Bai was stunned when he heard this. Isn't that his hometown?
He is also familiar with Jiangshui County.
Is this monk from the same hometown as him?
The more Yi Bai looked at him, the more he felt that this monk looked familiar.
Watch and watch.
Suddenly, he saw that the monk was slender, more than seven feet tall, and his mind recalled the scene in his early years when he used Buddhist Dharma to fight against the enemy.
Centipede!
Isn't this exactly the attitude of the centipede spirit!
In his early years, he attended the old fox's wedding banquet outside Jiangbei County. Huang Xu accidentally exposed Centipede's true identity, which made Centipede want to kill Huang Xu.
He thought that Huang Xu was a descendant of Huang Bo, so he came to rescue him. He meditated on thoughts using the Buddhist word A to repel the centipede.
Later, the centipede disappeared.
He never thought that he would see this centipede here today.
This centipede still has a human body and practices with the master of this human dynasty.
Does the National Preceptor Association know that this centipede is a monster?
impossible.
Most likely it was the human body prepared by the Imperial Master for Centipede.
What on earth is this national master going to do?
Or is this national master just a monster?
The black energy in the humane energy corresponds to this national master?
Yi Bai knew roughly in his heart that this national master was definitely not simple.
How could he encounter such a thing here? Maybe it was also a test for him.
Thinking of this, Yi Bai looked at these monks with burning eyes, not wanting to let it go. At least he needed to get the information about this national master from these monks.
"Master, it is said that we are still old friends. In fact, we have met each other in the early years. Perhaps the Master has forgotten."
Yi Bai had a smile on his face and tightened his grip on the Zen staff.
"Impossible, when have I ever met a mage!"
The centipede-turned-monk waved his hands stiffly, like a puppet on strings.
"Have you forgotten? At Hu Xian's banquet that day, you and I fought against each other."
Yi Bai reminded with a smile.
"Hu Xian Banquet...you, are you that damn snake demon?"
The centipede monk exclaimed.
"Snake demon? You are a centipede spirit, pretending not to be human. Tell me, what exactly is this National Master going to do?"
Yi Bai's face turned cold.
This trick of revealing the truth is of no use to him. He is already a dragon, so nothing he can say will be of any use.
But calling him a snake demon made him feel very unhappy. It was like scolding him in person.
"you you!"
Monk Centipede was exposed to his true identity, his eyes turned red and he made a strange sound.
"Go quickly."
The monk next to him grabbed the centipede monk.
Monk Centipede was grabbed and ran towards the county town.
The monks also realized that something was wrong, and they all shouted, and even called the county soldiers to help.
A large group of soldiers came quickly from the city.
When Yi Bai saw this, he frowned. Seeing that the soldiers were about to surround him, he had to use an invisibility technique to disappear and continue to chase the monks.
He entered the county and followed the monks quietly. He saw a few monks entering the official office, confirmed their location, and then left.
…
Yi Bai has not left Ning'an County, he is waiting for night to come.
When night fell, he said hello to the Chenghuang Temple and entered the official office alone.
When Yi Bai entered the official office, several monks were burning incense and praying. The incense was black and the smoke was also black.
He didn't know what he was doing.
But he knew it was definitely not a good thing.
Yi Bai rushed forward, hiding his figure, and beat him to the ground with one person and one stick.
From the beginning to the end, these monks were not even aware of his figure.
After Yi Bai paralyzed several monks, he found the centipede monk. With a swipe of his palm, the human skin split open, revealing the inside. It was indeed a centipede.
The human skin cracks and the energy of humanity dissipates.
Black and red demonic energy billowed out.
'This human skin is actually better than the painted skin ghost's tricks. The painted skin of the painted skin ghost is to cover up his popularity. This human skin contains the aura of humanity and can prevent the eyes of magic. '
Yibai commented.
He weighed it carefully again.
My heart sank.
This human skin was not painted, but peeled off.
Yi Bai walked to the side again and cut open the skins of several monks one by one.
Sure enough, these monks are all monsters.
A sheep, two monkeys, and a bear.
Without exception, they are all big monsters with demon pills, and most of them have evil spirits. They all rely on cannibalism to practice.
Seeing this situation, Yi Bai did not hesitate, leaving only one centipede spirit, and beat the rest to death with one stick, taking the demon pill without mercy.
…
It's three o'clock at night.
Yi Bai took the centipede spirit out of Ning'an County and came to the riverside.
He opened his mouth and spit out the water, waking up the centipede spirit who was lying on the ground unconscious.
"you you you……"
Centipede Jing looked at Yi Bai, terrified. He was about to call for help from soldiers, but when he looked around, he saw that he had been taken out somewhere.
"Spirit Centipede, tell me, is this national master a human or a demon?"
Yi Bai appeared in his transformed body, looked at the centipede spirit, and suppressed the power of the true dragon.
Centipede Jing was trembling with fear, his eyes were wide open, he couldn't believe that in more than ten years, Yi Bai had become a real dragon.
When it met Yi Bai at a banquet in the past, wasn't Yi Bai just a little demon?
How could he turn into a dragon so quickly?
If a big snake wants to transform into a dragon, it must first transform into a dragon. How could it transform into a dragon so quickly?
"you you……"
Centipede Jing hesitated, but still didn't say a word.
"That's all."
Yi Bai stretched out his hand and took out the demon pill as the centipede spirit screamed in pain.
Then he asked the old turtle to go ashore, take the centipede spirit down, and ask about the identity of the national master.
Yi Bai stood alone on the shore far away. He looked at the demon pill in his hand. He planned to go to the Red Moon World and refine the pill with boiled stone to increase the strength of Lao Gui and other demons.
Yi Bai waited for a while on the shore.
Laogui's efficiency is still very high.
Soon we were ashore.
"Mr. Prophet, have you asked?"
Yi Bai looked at the old turtle crawling towards him. He strode up and asked.
"A real dragon only asks about part of it. This centipede also only knows this part and doesn't know the rest."
Lao Gui was busy answering.
"Tell me what this part is. Does it say whether the national master is a human or a demon?"
Yi Bai asked.
"True Dragon, the National Preceptor of this human dynasty... is a human! There is no doubt about this, but according to what Centipede said, this National Preceptor is connected with a great demon in disguise. They and other monsters all obey the orders of that great demon. , recently the National Preceptor sent them all out, gathering hundreds of monsters in total, all dressed up as humans, and went around giving porridge and relieving disasters, spreading the good name of the National Preceptor."
The old turtle told the story.
Hear this.
Yi Bai frowned.
This national master is a human being.
Then he also colluded with a big demon.
Centipede and other monsters are the subordinates of this big monster.
Now this national master wants to have a good reputation. Why on earth is this?
Yi Bai always felt that this national master's plans were not small.
He suddenly felt a headache.
It seems that no matter whether it is a demon or a human, if you have some ability, as long as you do evil, you can definitely cause trouble.
The tiger did evil and killed the mountain god in an attempt to hide it from the outside world.
The Zhenshan Temple Taoist even tried to deceive gods and ghosts and interfere with the affairs of the twelve demons.
If this national master got into this position, he would probably do something earth-shaking.
"If you encounter it, you can't just sit back and ignore it."
Yi Bai's heart is clear.
He thought about it, wondering if this had anything to do with his test.
"Zhenlong, what should I do?"
asked the old turtle.
"Master Prophet, go and summon the little demons. From today on, we will go to the capital day and night. We will go over and meet this national master."
Yi Bai said so.
"Yes, a true dragon."
Old Turtle was busy crawling back into the river to convey Yi Bai's order.
Yi Bai also did not stop.
It's just that he has doubts in his mind.
Is he going to the capital now?
Beijing is the final stop.
But judging from the current situation, he really should go to the capital.
His test is to let him go to the capital?
Yi Bai walked into the river bottom and followed the demon.
…
Three days later.
In Ning'an County, a group of auspicious clouds came from the sky.
I saw two god generals standing on auspicious clouds and talking on the clouds.
"How should I proceed with the test I'm waiting for?"
"I don't know either. Let's walk around the city for a while. Wait... where did Chen Shen go?"
"Let me see, Chen Shen has run away? Go and ask this land where Chen Shen has gone."
The two god generals panicked.
Their test has not even begun.
The mission given by heaven has not yet been completed.
It would be one thing if Chen Shen sat back and ignored the test and left for the capital in order to gain fame.
But because they arrived late, Chen Shen walked away before the test was even arranged. That was another matter...
Daily update 8k completed.
I have a cold, so the update will be a little later. I will update it earlier when the cabbage recovers from the cold.
Asking for a monthly ticket~
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