Ye Wuyou and Jian Ling are still fighting
The three people on the side seemed to be doing nothing.
"What are they doing?" Liu Chaochao asked in confusion.
Cheng Xiaokai looked thoughtful
"He should have discovered some flaw, or the weakness of that old Bangzi."
Chen Qingshuang frowned and said, "This old guy is not simple. Chaochao and I were captured by him without any reaction."
"He said he wanted to discuss the truth with me."
"It's a pity that this old monk is a stubborn guy. There are many flaws in his words. He can't talk about Chaochao and me just by talking about Taoism. He became so angry that he knocked the two of us unconscious."
"But it's strange. This old monk just made us faint and didn't do anything."
"It's like..."
Cheng Xiaokai added, "You just want to wait for someone to rescue you?"
Chen Qingshuang nodded in agreement.
Liu Chaochao looked at the two people fighting fiercely and smacked his lips, "So, is Ye Wuyou the one he wants to wait for?"
"I don't know, but... what agreement did they seem to have reached?" Cheng Xiaokai asked tentatively.
"Let's see and then talk," Chen Qingshuang sighed.
At the same time, Ye Wuyou and Jian Ling were fighting and talking.
"It's interesting. Is this from Blue Star?" Ye Wuyou clapped his hands and asked curiously.
Jian Ling blocked it calmly, and sighed at the same time, "So, it's true, but it doesn't count as coming."
"Young master, I came here and fell asleep right here. Oh no, it's not a deep sleep, it's a solitary confinement."
"This old monk's body is a prison, and I am a prisoner..."
Ye Wuyou asked doubtfully, "What about the old monk?"
Jian Ling sighed, "Do you still need to guess? You must have swapped with me."
"How did you get here?"
Ye Wuyou chuckled, "I came here right after I slept. Since we are fellow villagers, how about we just let it go?"
Jian Ling nodded.
The two of them seemed ready to give up.
Finally, he stopped and took a breath, then hit the opponent's vitals again.
Ye Wuyou said softly, "Fellow, why don't you stop?"
Jian Ling sneered, "Stop? Do I want you to beat me to death?"
Ye Wuyou sneered, "Why not? This is also a shortcut to get you to bliss as soon as possible. Why don't you go?"
Jian Ling sighed and said coldly, "Good boy, Buddha wants to become a Buddha, not to worship him."
"Boy, how about letting Buddha eat you and then let Buddha take you home?"
"Isn't this your long-cherished wish? Lord Buddha is here to fulfill your long-cherished wish."
Ye Wuyou's eyes were slightly cold and he said nothing. He should take action first.
The move Ku Lie is completely life-threatening.
Jian Ling was not to be outdone, and he was also open and close.
The three people watching couldn't help but feel their hearts tremble.
"They...really have a deadly feud," Cheng Xiaokai whispered.
no one can answer
Ye Wuyou, on the other hand, had an even cold expression and was determined to move towards the evil monk in front of him.
"Boy, Lord Buddha is just a temptation. Do you really want to force me to death?"
Ye Wuyou said coldly, "Old man, I won't feel at ease until you die. I don't care where you learned that gesture or where you heard it."
"But I'm convinced, young master, that you are not the one to win."
"You still want to go there now? You are asking for death."
Jian Ling gritted his teeth and felt depressed.
Mudd, this stupid bastard
He just competed with Ye Wuyou
To be honest, he is not exactly a spirit judge.
He didn't lie before. There was indeed a soul from somewhere else that came to take over his body.
But he is not dead
After that soul was shaken away by the sound of the bell, it left behind a land filled with all kinds of memories.
At that time, because Jian Ling committed suicide, he could be regarded as having died.
What comes alive at this time can be regarded as a combination of Jian Ling and that soul.
The reason why I want to test Ye Wuyou is because this boy's free and easy temperament is different from everyone else in Jian Ling's memory. He has a unique and wanton attitude.
In other words, it means being incompatible with the people around you.
After a test, it turned out to be true
But...it made people angry
Jian Ling is still suffering and can’t express it.
Just now, he threatened to eat Ye Wuyou and go to his world because he wanted him to surrender.
Unexpectedly, Mad...it just pissed people off.
Don't look at the fights now that come and go.
That's because Jian Ling is half alive and half dead and has no feelings.
But a cold feeling from the bottom of his heart told him that he was no match for Ye Wuyou and could only defend himself hard.
Ye Wuyou, on the other hand, had a cold face, punching hard to the flesh, each punch carrying a barbaric aura, and desperately hitting the weird monk in front of him.
"Stop! Boy! A temporary truce!"
Ye Wuyou remained unmoved
"If you keep fighting, you and I will have to stay here! Look at your friends behind you!"
"If Buddha fights to the death, the three of you will have to stay, even if you survive! They may not!"
Hearing this, Ye Wuyou stopped his fist and landed on Jian Ling's cheek.
Ye Wuyou said coldly, "You have three sentences to explain, and you can convince me that you will live."
"Otherwise, I will let you be crowned with happiness."
Jian Ling twitches the corner of his mouth
A hint of bitterness flashed across half of his handsome cheeks, and he thought for a moment and said
"First sentence, half of me comes from your world"
"Second sentence, I can't go to that world."
"The third sentence, I really have the ability to make you stay here, stay here forever."
Ye Wuyou remained unmoved and calmly said in his heart, "Bi'an, let's see if this bald donkey is still lying."
Biwan's eyes swept majestically, and he shook his head, "What I'm telling you now is all the truth."
"Made, I was shocked just now," Bifan said speechlessly.
Just now, it was Biwan who discovered that Jian Ling was lying, and even compared it to Ye Wuyou.
Bi Fan then suspected that this monk was fellow Ye Wuyou.
Before taking action, Ye Wuyou confirmed this idea after several words of testing.
At this time, I heard Jian Ling say that half of him came from that world. This sort of explains Ye Wuyou's doubts.
Because he had just started, he felt that this fellow countryman did not have the joy of meeting an old friend in a foreign country, as if he was just meeting a familiar person.
At this moment, looking at Jian Ling in front of him, Ye Wuyou chuckled, "Wouldn't it be better if you said it earlier?"
"Do you want to ask me for help?"
Half of Jian Ling's face froze, and he sighed helplessly, "That's right."
"I want you to break this coffin."
"At this moment, we are all at the bottom of this coffin. The bottom of the coffin is a mural. You and I are both part of the painting. If there is no external force to break it, we will not be able to get out."
Ye Wuyou sneered, "You are dishonest."
"You can send us out."
Jian Ling said helplessly, "But isn't this a piece of cake? Besides, we are half the same countrymen."
"Why don't you help?"
"Benefit," Ye Wuyou said calmly, "If there is no benefit, I will help you? I didn't kill you because I have compassion in my heart."
Jian Ling sighed, "What do you think I have? Just take whatever you like."
"Of course the bell and the axe are not good. They are the lifeblood of the poor monk, the real lifeblood. Without the mediation of these things, the poor monk would lose his mind and would either become a corpse monk or a ghost monk on the spot."
"Then this coffin will no longer be able to trap me."
Ye Wuyou looked at Bifan, who nodded solemnly.
Ye Wuyou couldn't help but frown. This old monk didn't lie.
That's going to be tricky now
"Huh?" Ye Wuyou's eyes moved.
Before coming in, Emperor Wa said that this thing was not in Kyushu? Then if...I'll give him a ride...
"No, no, no!" Jian Ling hurriedly whispered, "No need, no need. If you really don't want to save me, just let it go."
“The poor monk doesn’t particularly want to leave.”
Ye Wuyou's eyes narrowed, he looked at Jian Ling and said meaningfully
"Can you peek into my mind?"
Jian Lingqian smiled and said, "It's not like he's an omnipotent spy. He can only see things about the poor monk... After all, his mind is not omnipotent..."
"Since you don't want to help, I'll just send you out."
As he spoke, he raised his long ax and prepared to chop it down.
Ye Wuyou suddenly stopped him
"Wait a minute, when did I refuse?"
Jian Ling couldn't help but be overjoyed and looked at Ye Wuyou happily
Ye Wuyou's tone changed, "You can go out if you want, but you have to do me a favor."
"Hey, as long as you go out, don't say a favor, you can do ten, hundreds, thousands!" Jian Ling said hurriedly.
Ye Wuyou chuckled, "Just one. When I ask you to do something, you can't refuse."
After finishing his words, a bright white jade-like light spot appeared on Ye Wuyou's hand.
"This is the source of righteousness between heaven and earth. If you integrate into this righteousness, then swear, I will believe you."
Without hesitation, Jian Ling immediately took the light spot and threw it between his eyebrows. The whole body flashed with white light, and it was already integrated into it.
"The poor monk looks up to the spirit and makes an oath here. If he can get Ye Wuyou to help him get out of trouble, he will do something for him with all his heart. Even if the mountains are high and the rivers are long, he will not give up."
"Anyone who violates this oath will be punished by heaven and earth!"
Ye Wuyou couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this. Is this monk fighting so hard for freedom?
After Jian Ling made the oath, he immediately looked at Ye Wuyou expectantly, "Can you go out now?"
Ye Wuyou chuckled, "It's not urgent, but you really don't want to ask what it is?"
Jian Ling said nonchalantly, "No matter how big a thing is, how important is the freedom of a poor monk?!"
Ye Wuyou nodded, "Okay, in that case, let's send the person out."
"When I get out, I'll help you open the coffin."
Jian Ling nodded with satisfaction
Take out the long ax and slash into the void in front of you
In an instant, the majestic suction force appeared again, washing Cheng Xiaokai and others out.
Ye Wuyou didn't resist and allowed the suction to take him out.
With a blur in front of their eyes, everyone came to the mass grave again
Cheng Xiaokai looked at Ye Wuyou and asked, "What did you promise to that evil monk?"
Ye Wuyou looked at the coffin in front of him and smiled, "Let him out."
"His?!"×3
"Are you crazy!?"×3
The three of them said in unison
Ye Wuyou smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? Aren't I the one who takes care of everything?"
Seeing this, the three of them had no reason to refuse.
Liu Chaochao solemnly said, "Do you know the origin of this old monk? He is the only one who really wants to die, otherwise no one can let him die."
Ye Wuyou nodded, "Miss Liu, please be at ease, I know it."
Liu Chaochao took a breath and said, "Okay, you do the work... Even though Meng Lang is in a good position... I hope it's as you said."
Ye Wuyou nodded and motioned for the three of them to move away.
Then he took out the Dali sword from his waist
bass
The sword roared
The long sword came like the wind, and the sword energy instantly surrounded the coffin.
He rushed towards the gap in the middle of the coffin with a clanking sound.
The sword energy is like a tide
Inject madness into it
Kakakaka
The coffin began to lose its strength and vibrated continuously.
The lid that can be opened and closed began to vibrate crazily.
Not long after, the cover burst open on both sides.
Revealing the empty coffin
There is also a mural at the bottom of the coffin, in which an old monk sits cross-legged with a yue in his hands.
When Ye Wuyou saw this, his body and sword came together
Mural of beheading a statue with one sword
boom
There was a loud noise and a crack opened in the mural.
The old monk in the painting rushed out of the crack in an instant
As soon as he rushed out, the mural disappeared, but the bottom of the coffin was safe and sound.
Ha ha ha ha
Wanton laughter sounded in this mass grave
Frightened countless birds
Jian Ling looked around with satisfaction and sniffed the air.
"It's great, it's great to be alive."
Then he bowed respectfully to Ye Wuyou
"Thank you, donor, for the rescue."
Ye Wuyou said indifferently, "It's okay, everyone gets what they need, but I have something to say first."
Ye Wuyou's face suddenly turned serious, "I am the director of the Dali Department of Jiuzhou, in charge of the punishment of evil spirits."
"If you commit crimes or take human life lightly, don't blame me for being merciless."
"This is Kyushu, my home court."
Jian Ling said in a sincere tone, "Donor, please be at ease. This poor monk just wants to walk around in the world."
"I hope so," Ye Wuyouyi pointed out.
Jian Ling's eyes twitched and he smiled.
Then with a wave of his hand, the coffin instantly fell behind him
Just as he was about to leave, Ye Wuyou stopped him
"Where are you going?"
The corners of Jian Ling's eyes twitched again, and he said calmly, "Just... go to various places?"
"Then why do you run directly to Fanyin Temple?" Ye Wuyou said calmly.
Jian Ling shuddered and grinned, "That's the poor monk's home. I've been here for so long, so naturally I want to go back and have a look."
Ye Wuyou snorted, "Do you think I'm stupid?"
"You can go if you want, but leave the coffin lid behind."
Jian Ling's face darkened, "Donor, the poor monk has already agreed to the conditions you want."
"This coffin is not within your conditions."
"Haha, what if all I want you to do is follow me?" Ye Wuyou sneered.
Jian Ling's face turned dark
For a long time, Jian Ling said helplessly, "Why does the donor need to embarrass the poor monk? The poor monk is depressed and unhappy. Only with the blood of Fanyin Temple can he feel free. What does this have to do with the donor?"
"I can't stand it," Ye Wuyou said calmly, "Either stay with me, or give me the coffin lid."
Jian Ling gritted his teeth, half of the skull's cheek looked extremely ferocious.
After a moment, he sighed, "Okay..."
Two clicks
Two coffins were thrown down
Jian Ling said with a cold face, "Are you okay now?"
Ye Wuyou smiled appreciatively, "Okay, can you please?"
Jian Ling took a deep look at Ye Wuyou, turned around and left.
Biwan whispered, "Just let him go like this?"
Ye Wuyou nodded, "Don't worry, with this thing in hand, he won't dare to make mistakes."
"These two coffins are his destiny, his true destiny"
"Thank you to Emperor Wa for informing me." Ye Wuyou saluted towards the statue of Emperor Wa.
Emperor Wa smiled and said: "No problem, it's just a little effort."
"This cover has a good origin. It just so happens that your weapon doesn't have a scabbard yet, so this cover can be used to refine it into a scabbard."
"It will be of great benefit to you"
Ye Wuyou raised his hand to pick up the two coffin lids and asked doubtfully, "What's the benefit of this?"
Emperor Wa smiled and said mysteriously: "You use it first, and you will know when the time comes."
Ye Wuyou nodded
Bi An whispered, "This thing seems to have an ancient atmosphere, and it seems to be part of the bones of a certain existence."
"If you have perfected your own scabbard, you can use the breath of that existence to sharpen your sword."
"It can make the Dali sword even better than before"
Ye Wuyou suddenly looked happy
The coffin is straight and slightly curved, and white light and blood surge around Ye Wuyou's body.
Press the two coffin boards together to form a simple scabbard
Not long after, a sword scabbard as white as jade appeared in his hand.
Pure white and without decoration, but full of ancient charm
The scabbard has just been formed, and the Dali sword can’t wait to get into it.
