"How can you figure it out?"
"Could it be that he has practiced the magical power of predicting the future?"
Looking at the gray-clothed monk, Fang Zheng stepped forward to follow him with questions in his mind.
"Master, I want to find Master Fahai." Fang Zheng reminded again.
"I know, I just went to see the master of the courtyard." The gray-clothed monk nodded.
Fang Zheng: "..."
Fine.
After hearing this, Fang Zheng didn't say anything and continued to follow the monk in gray.
——
After a while, under the leadership of the monk in gray, Fang Zheng arrived in front of a Buddhist temple.
Looking up, the words "Daxiong Palace" are clearly visible.
[A plaque with Buddhist meanings, made of golden nanmu, can be dismantled and sold for money...]
"..."
"Donor, the master of the hospital is inside, waiting for you." The gray-clothed monk stopped, looked back at Fang Zheng and said.
"I'll take my leave now, young monk." After saying that, the gray-clothed monk left directly.
Fang Zheng: "..."
"What kind of conspiracy are you doing?!"
Looking at the Great Hall in front of him, Fang Zheng became wary.
But thinking of Wei Chang, he had no choice but to enter.
With this thought, Fang Zheng glanced at the open door of the palace, and then strode into the main hall.
The statue of Buddha stands in the main hall.
Each statue contains powerful Buddha energy.
Stepping into the Mahavira Hall, a call to the Buddha followed.
"Amitabha, the donor, is finally here!"
Looking away from the sound, a monk wearing a golden cassock appeared in Fang Zheng's eyes.
He is handsome and looks about the same age as him.
With a faint smile on his face, he stepped forward.
[Fahai, the reincarnated body of the dragon python, has profound Buddhist teachings and great supernatural powers. He is favored by the luck of Buddhism. He is the son of luck and has a nine-point destiny. You'd better be careful, this bald thief is powerful...]
Looking at the young monk in front of him, Fang Zheng gained insight into the information, and his heart stirred.
Damn it——
What's the origin? !
The reincarnation of Dragon Python, the son of fate...
"hiss--"
Fang Zheng took a breath of air in his heart, and his vigilance index instantly exploded.
"Zheng Xia, I've seen the mage!"
After coming back to his senses, Fang Zheng tried his best to calm down and saluted with one hand.
The golden wheel of humanity is turning, and the soul is on alert!
The Fahai in front of him has already reached the sixth level of god refining. He has reached the peak of soul cultivation. Naturally, he will not underestimate him.
"Haha, the donor is polite!" Fahai stepped forward and showed a kind smile.
"I've come here to ask for something. I wonder if Master can agree to it?" Fang Zheng didn't want to be verbose and went straight to the topic.
"But you came here for the demon Wei Chang?" Fa Hai looked at him and said with a smile.
"Yes." Fang Zheng nodded.
"That demon Wei Chang has done many evil things, and the poor monk has suppressed him in the Leifeng Pagoda." Fa Hai said calmly.
"I have been ordered to capture the Demon Bi and return to his life. I hope that Master will give me face and allow me to take the Demon away and deal with it." Fang Zheng said.
"Donor, please sit down first." Fahai waved his hand to indicate that he should sit down. Fang Zheng sat on the Buddha chair beside him and looked at Fahai.
"This is a cup of Buddhist tea, please drink it!"
Fa Hai waved his hand again, and a steaming cup of hot tea appeared out of thin air and automatically landed on the table to the left of Fang Zheng.
"What does this bald donkey want to do?"
Fangzheng was confused, looking at the Buddha tea in his hand, the font appeared in his eyes.
[A cup of spiritual tea containing Buddhist spiritual energy can nourish the body and nourish the soul. 】
"no problem."
At first glance, Fang Zheng became even more strange.
"What? The donor is afraid that the poor monk will poison the tea?" Fa Hai said with a smile when Fang Zheng didn't move.
"Master's words are serious." Fang Zheng responded, then took the cup, blew in a puff of hot air, and drank it all in one gulp.
Spiritual tea cannot be wasted.
It's okay to be a little hot.
The heat flow in the body surged, and the golden wheel of humanity was also slightly turbulent, and soon returned to normal.
"Please give me another drink!"
Fahai smiled and waved again, and the second cup of Buddhist tea appeared.
Fang Zheng: "..."
"Master, I hope..."
"Please give me a drink before we talk." Fa Hai interrupted him.
Fang Zheng: "..."
Okay, just drink.
Picking up the tea cup, Fang Zheng drank it all in one gulp.
The Golden Wheel of Humanity trembled for the second time, and the soul improved slightly.
"big……"
"Please give me a third cup of tea!"
Fang Zheng: "..."
——
"Master, the tea has been finished. Can we talk about business?" Fang Zheng put down the teacup and spoke.
After drinking three cups of spiritual tea, my mana and spirit were slightly improved.
Fahai smiled and nodded: "Of course."
"Then Master agreed?" Fang Zheng stood up and looked at Fa Hai.
"You can agree, but the poor monk has a condition. If the donor agrees, the poor monk can be released."
Fahai nodded and looked at Fang Zheng and said.
?
After hearing this, Fang Zheng looked at Fahai.
What does he want to do?
"I wonder what the master's conditions are?" Fang Zheng lowered his head and thought for a while, then looked at Fa Hai and asked.
"I want a donor..."
?
"Fight with the poor monk!"
Fang Zheng: "..."
"What did the master say?"
Looking at Fa Hai, Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment.
Fight with him? !
sure?
Aren't you bullying honest people?
"Fight with the poor monk, and then let the poor monk go!"
Fahai spoke again, looking at him with a smile.
"..."
"Master's Dharma is profound and his supernatural power is immeasurable. I am afraid I am no match for him."
Fang Zheng looked at Fahai Road.
The seventh grade versus the sixth grade.
Mid-term versus peak!
Although Fang Zheng had perfected the Spear of Hell, he had no confidence that he would be able to defeat Fa Hai.
This is such a huge gap!
He can still give it a try at the early stage of the sixth level. How can he fight at the peak level?
Abused!
"Then I'm sorry, the poor monk can't let him go!" Fahai shook his sleeves and his expression turned cold instantly.
Fang Zheng: "..."
Supreme Immortal, who are the people he meets? This is...
Supreme Master Xu Ze, Baili Qingfeng, and Fahai are all fighting madmen!
Could it be that he really has a different body from heaven, a body that attracts bees and butterflies?
Fang Zheng's face darkened and he looked at Fahai: "Master, I came here on orders. I hope you can give me some face."
"Except for a battle, the poor monk will not let anyone go." Fahai remained cold and cold.
Fang Zheng: "..."
This bald donkey!
Fang Zheng was so angry!
"Master, I am Supervisor Tiansi..."
"Master Poor Monk and Chief Supervisor Tianqi are close friends, and they are also valued by Emperor Tianqi." Before Fang Zheng finished speaking, Fahai spoke directly.
Fang Zheng: "..."
Threats are unacceptable.
Fang Zheng was choked up in his heart.
Damn, this monk background is too much!
What kind of evil have I done? Why did I choose such a bullshit mission...
Fang Zheng's expression kept changing. At this moment, he couldn't help but curse.
I can't beat him, and my identity can't suppress me...
Frustrated!
It’s so frustrating!
"Master, can you change the conditions?" Fang Zheng said helplessly.
"Okay." Fahai nodded.
Fang Zheng's eyes suddenly brightened and he looked at him, "Master, please tell me, if you can agree, I will definitely agree."
"Relinquish your official position, shave your hair and become a monk, join our Buddhist sect, and become a disciple of a poor monk." Fa Hai spoke, and each word fell on Fang Zheng's ears.
"..."
What the hell...
After hearing this condition, Fang Zheng's blood surged!
A face that keeps changing.
Mad, I won’t do it anymore!
An idea came to mind, and Fang Zheng wanted to leave right away.
But in the end, he still failed to take a step.
The power of Qilin's true blood is about to be exhausted, so he must accumulate resources.
Catching one Wei Chang is worth three thousand meritorious deeds!
Even if he died, he still had more than a thousand meritorious deeds!
Compared to the fox demon, it's not much.
"Okay, I'll fight!"
Fang Zheng thought for a long time and finally nodded.
"Very good." Fahai smiled.
"But the master has to sign a legal contract!"
Fang Zheng raised his head and looked at Fahai Road.
The last time he witnessed Jin Chi's actions, if Fa Hai betrayed him, he would suffer a huge loss.
"...Okay, poor monk agrees." Fahai nodded.
