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Chapter 70 A Wounded Young Elk

In a hidden cave.

The old man looked at Ruhua, frowned and said, "What a rough refining technique."

He glanced at Lin Mo again, and immediately regretted, "You little baby, why did you die at such a young age?"

"I don't even ask you where you got the magic trick. After all, we are not living people. Let everything return to ashes!"

Lin Mo: "..."

"I don't know if you are always?"

"Ma Benzai, the creator of all kinds of skills."

Lin Mo said in surprise: "You are the three-foot class loser—Ma Ben is here!!"

"The three-foot class loses?" Ma Benzai's face darkened immediately, and he stared at Lin Mo with unkind eyes.

In his life, he hated people saying that he was short, although it was true.

But three feet, one meter is too much.

Anyway, he can barely reach 1.2 meters.

"Forget it, the old man doesn't care about you."

Ma Benzai continued: "It's almost time to rest, we should leave here, otherwise we will be found here by those dead monkeys, and our fate will not be much better."

"Master Ma, do you have somewhere to go?"

Lin Mo asked.

Ma Benzai replied: "No, the old man was caught by those monkeys when he woke up. If he didn't have a puppet magic weapon in his hand, he wouldn't be in such a mess."

"But the old man has been staying for so long, and he has heard something more or less."

"I heard that there is a new force dominated by human races in the east, known as the underworld. I am going to go there to have a look first." Ma Benzai said: "But the old man is not optimistic about them. It is not good to name them here. I have to name them. A hell, isn't this deliberately looking for excitement?"

"It is estimated that those ghost kings will target this new force. I will go and see if the concept is suitable. If the concept is suitable, it is not impossible to help them."

"Boy, where are you going?"

Facing Ma Benzai's question, Lin Mo replied with strange eyes: "Go with me, I'm going there too."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

"Run away before the Monkey King comes back."

The two had almost rested, and when they were about to get up and run, Ma Benzai hissed suddenly: "Wait, there seems to be some movement outside!"

They stared at the entrance of the cave vigilantly, the footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the two Ruhuas were ready to fight.

The sound of footsteps increased little by little.

A small elk appeared unsteadily, and fell to the entrance of the cave.

Lin Mo and Ma Ben were looking at each other, Lin Mo controlled Ru Hua, and slowly approached the entrance of the cave.

He reached out and grabbed the little elk.

Looking at the little elk on the ground, his body looming, Lin Mo immediately saw that the other party's spirit was unstable, and the true spirit was about to dissipate.

But it seemed that something was protecting it, and the little elk's spiritual power was rapidly recovering.

"What a magical little deer." Lin Mo exclaimed.

Living people have a saying that their muscles and bones have been injured for a hundred days, not to mention that the damage to the soul is more difficult to heal. Even if the soul is injured in the Netherworld, if you want to recover, you can only slowly recover by absorbing Nether Qi.

Like a dying patient, the little elk is recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Do you want to take it?"

The two looked a little hesitant.

The other party obviously had a fight with someone. Normally, they should choose to turn a blind eye. After all, they are also fugitives here.

No need to meddle.

But such a miraculous little deer, if they can't study it, both of them will feel itchy.

In the end, Lin Mo asked a Ruhua to carry the little elk, and the two of them did not dare to hesitate, they left the cave and headed east immediately.

Not long after the two left.

A handsome monkey with golden hair and blue eyes appeared in front of the cave.

Behind him, an old monk in a white robe walked slowly. Although he walked very slowly, each step was more than ten meters strange.

The monkey sneered and said, "Old bald donkey, this is my king's territory, and everything here belongs to me. Go back to your boundless hell."

"Amitabha……"

The old monk said calmly, "Your Majesty, these treasures have a predestined relationship with the Buddha, so please hand them over to the poor monk."

"Old man, don't be shameless!"

"Amitabha, you don't need to lose your face, but you must take your things back."

"court death!"

The Monkey King held two mourning sticks in his hand, and hit the old monk's shiny head with the sticks.

The aftermath of the casual strike of the two of them leveled the entire mountain.

The old monk held a Zen stick, and he did not lose the wind in the battle. He said flatly: "The poor monk has already obtained the Arhat status. Don't be fooled by the monkey king. I teach six golden arhats and two Buddhas. You monkey!" If you dare to be presumptuous again, the poor monk will have to save you first."

The Monkey King didn't take this seriously.

The strength in the hand increased again.

If this group of monks dared to come east, their top ten ghost kings would not be indifferent.

Black air spread all over the body, the old monk's complexion suddenly became extremely ferocious, and his eyes glowed green. Fortunately, he was stopped by him at the last moment. The old monk sighed: "In this case, we will win or lose in the great catastrophe."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Seeing this, the Monkey King's eyes were fierce, but reason still prevailed, and it would be no good to fight any longer.

These difficult monks are too dangerous.

It seems that this monk also learned the same exercises.

"Magic Raising Magic"

The name of this exercise.

It can be seen from the name that this is a magic technique.

Everyone in the world knows that it likes to eat souls, but they don't know that this skill can only grow by devouring souls.

Raising a big demon in his body is equivalent to a second soul.

Not only can it increase combat effectiveness, but the most important thing is to have an extra means of life-saving.

Even if one falls in the catastrophe of heaven and earth, one can become a great demon and live a second life.

It was by learning this exercise that it was able to turn the tide after the death of the Bull Demon King and become the new ghost king here.

For the realm of the ghost king, it is no longer possible to succeed in ordinary cultivation.Ghost generals are the limit of this world, and ghost kings need the help of artifacts to gain power far beyond ghost generals and master the mighty power of heaven and earth.

The black and white mourning stick in its hand is actually not enough for it to break through the ghost king, so far it is probably half-step ghost king.

If it weren't for relying on the "Demon Raising Dafa", it wouldn't dare to be tough with the real ghost king even if it took half a step.

But the fake ones are fake after all, and in terms of some powers, I don't have the right to control this area at all.

It has been searching secretly all these years, but found nothing.

Until recently, these monks appeared.

They seem to have a way to find it, and the Monkey King will use his tricks, pretending to send people to drive these monks away, but in fact he is planning to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Needless to say, the Monkey King himself did not expect that artifact to fall into the hands of a small elk.

Now that the old monk is leaving, he still hasten to look for the little elk.

The other party's soul is almost broken by it, there is no reason to run too far.

The Monkey King searched around, his expression became extremely angry.

It appears to have been cut off.

There are traces of other people in the cave.

"Old monk!"

The Monkey King raised his head to the sky and howled loudly.

No wonder the other party left so simply, it turned out that the thing had already been obtained.

I think it thought it was smart all its life, but now it is being teased by these monks like the Monkey King.

Really hateful!
In fact, it didn't know that the reason why the old monk chose to leave was not because he got something.

It's because of some problems.

The old monk's eyes were green and white, half of his face was kind and the other was angry.

"Old monk, let's see how long you can last! The day I'm born will be the day of your death!"

The old monk tried his best to suppress the demon in his body, and whispered calmly: "Faith, I need a lot of faith..."

On the other side, Lin Mo, who stepped into his territory, felt extraordinarily relaxed.

Lao Tzu said, your own kennel is always more comfortable than other people’s golden and silver kennels.

"Owner!!"

I saw that Wangcai was waiting for him at the border with his family.

A strong tigress, two taller than Wangcai, stepped forward and said, "Thank you two benefactors for saving lives."

She recognized one of the old men as the mastermind behind the rebellion.

They also took advantage of the chaos to get out of there.

Wangcai hurriedly came to Lin Mo's side, and said, "Master, she is Xiaowei, the tiger king among our tigers."

Lin Mo: "..."

He finally understood why Wangcai said earlier that he was going to be the Tiger King's man...

Daring has another meaning.

Lin Mo cleared his throat subconsciously, and said, "Everyone, to tell you the truth, this is my territory, and I am the boss here, equivalent to the tiger king among your tigers."

"If you are interested, you can join our big family! Of course, you don't have to force it. As long as you don't oppose our underworld, you can go wherever you want..."

(End of this chapter)