"Report to Master! The demon monk held up a monk's robe in one hand. He was able to ignore the mountain guarding formation and the attacks of his disciples. Moreover, he also had a magic technique of collecting treasures and objects. He used all the silver star whips and many magic weapons of his disciples. Take it away!" the white-faced man said eagerly.
"Oh! There are such magic weapons and supernatural powers! What is their realm?" The old man in green robe asked again with a thoughtful look on his face.
"The fluctuations in the magic power of the two are extremely weak, but the disciples in the specific realm cannot sense it." The white-faced man thought for a while and replied with some shame.
"Have they explained their purpose of coming?" the old man in green robe said again, stroking his long beard.
"They said they were here to look for someone, but when the disciples asked them who they were looking for, they didn't know. They didn't even know whether they were male or female. They must have been teasing!" the white-faced man replied respectfully.
"Let's go!" The old man in green robes flew up. When he came out of the hall, he patted his waist, and there was a shocking wolf howl, revealing a giant wolf covered in silver. The silver wolf was as big as a lion, with a single horn on top and double horns on its back. The wings are as silver as needles, which is intimidating.
Following this wolf roar, many cultivating disciples in the mountain suddenly looked at the wolf shadow in the air with strange expressions on their faces.
And the next moment, another sharp sound came!
"Xiaotian roars to warn!"
"It's Elder Fumo!"
Everyone's expressions suddenly changed, and they all jumped up into the air and flew outward following the silver wolf's voice. Suddenly, they saw nearly a hundred rays of light flying out from all over the mountain, drawing streaks of rainbow light.
When everyone flew out of the mountain, they saw a strange scene in the distance!
A dozen disciples guarding the mountain surrounded the two young monks like stars over the moon. They slowly walked towards the mountain in the heavy rain. Except for occasionally seeing them waving their weapons to attack twice, they almost thought they were attacking. Protect both of them.
"Ouch -" a wolf roared, and the old man in green robe rode silver wings and roared in front of the two monks.
"I am a master of demon-subduing from the Jintian Sect. What do you mean by these two invading our Jintian Sect?" The old man in green robe looked at the two young monks who were behaving strangely and asked loudly.
"Amitabha! Sir, the two of us were ordered by our master to go east to look for someone. We passed by your sect. Please forgive me." The thin monk clasped his hands and said.
"Looking for someone? Do you know what the characteristics of the person you are looking for are?" Master Fu Mo asked as he looked at the two of them.
"Master didn't make any point!" The thin monk shook his head.
"Then how do you know that this person is in our Jintian Sect?" Master Fumo asked again.
"We don't know if he is there, but the master said that as long as he sees this person, he will know whether he is the person he is looking for, so we want to go to the mountains to have a look." The thin monk shook his head and answered.
"Haha! Do you think anyone can enter the Near Heaven Sect?" The white-faced man next to him couldn't hold himself back when he saw that the master had not taken action, and he roared with a mocking look on his face.
"Do you know that Qingshan in front of you is the sect of the Jintian Sect, the three major sects in Zhongzhou?" Master Fumo saw that the young monk's tone of voice was sincere and did not seem to be fake, and his eyes were pure, not like a demon monk, so he did not take action directly.
"You don't know, little monk?" The thin monk shook his head.
"Then do you know that if you forcefully break into this mountain, not only will you not be able to protect yourself, but you will also bring great trouble to your master?" Master Fu Mo asked again seriously.
"I don't know, little monk." The thin monk shook his head again.
"Haha, it's interesting. I really don't know anything about it! Let me ask again, where are you from?" Master Fu Mo heard a smile on his face. These two people were obviously Maotou monks who had just come down the mountain. worldly affairs.
"Basket Temple!" The thin monk thought for a moment and replied.
"Basket Temple?" Master Fumo looked thoughtful after hearing this, but found nothing. After a moment, he said with a smile:
"Although Buddhism in Zhongzhou doesn't like fame and fortune, but there are still many enlightened eminent monks who have old ties with me. In this way... you hand over the stolen magic weapon and leave, and I will forgive you for your presumptuous behavior. "
"What's going on..." The white-faced man next to him was a little reluctant when he heard the voice, but when he saw the master's eyes glancing over, he swallowed his words immediately.
"Brother, let's go around for a while?" The fat monk looked at the ferocious silver wolf that Master Fu Mo was sitting on, and then looked at the dense crowd of people behind him. He turned to the thin monk and whispered.
The thin monk was silent when he heard the sound, as if he was thinking about the proposal. After a moment, he looked up at Master Fumo and said:
"The real person has good intentions, and the young monk understands it well, but it is hard to disobey the teacher's orders! This young monk has to go in and take a look!" The thin monk said with a firm look, as if he was saying something that should be like this.
"The demon monk is too arrogant!"
"Rubber words!"
"Be bold!"
This time, not only the white-faced man could not hold back, but also many disciples around him scolded him.
"Haha! You little monk is quite interesting! This will only make you retreat in the face of difficulties!" Master Fu Mo was dumbfounded by his words.
The original intention was not to embarrass the two young monks, but the two people in front of them were obviously newborn calves not afraid of tigers, and they had to be taught a lesson.
As he spoke, Master Fumo grabbed it with one hand, and thousands of raindrops in the sky suddenly gathered in the middle. A huge handprint appeared above everyone's heads. At the same time, the temperature in the air suddenly turned cold, there was a creaking sound, and the water droplets instantly froze and condensed into a Huge ice palm!
"fall!"
Master Fumo uttered the truth, and his cold ice hand suddenly came down with terrifying force, and slapped directly towards the two of them!
When the two monks saw the huge handprints falling from the sky, their expressions became serious, but they still did not flinch at all, as if they were a statue standing motionless and chanting the Buddha's name in unison:
"Amitabha!!"
Following the sound of the Buddha's chant, the monk's robes on the two of them suddenly changed color. The gray cloth at the beginning gradually became a layer of purple, and then the purple appeared, and criss-crossing golden threads climbed on it, but in a moment, It turned into a golden two-color cassock.
And the big hand in the sky has also fallen, hitting the two of them directly on their heads!
At the most critical moment, a dazzling golden light shot out from the purple gold cassock, instantly turning into a bell-shaped shield to protect the two of them.
"Pop!" There was a crisp sound!
The seemingly indestructible ice hand actually shattered at a touch, and thousands of ice cubes exploded in all directions. Many disciples were so shocked that they threw out a magic shield in front of them.
"Hey! You can actually block my ice soul claws!"
"Let me try your methods!" Master Fumo had a strange look on his face when he saw that the ice hand was broken by a blow. With one hand and one finger, he sat down and the silver wolf turned into a bolt of lightning and pounced on the two monks!
