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"It's not important. Presumably, what the benefactor is interested in is that the other party can get rid of the poor monk's vajra soul-calling method."

"Yes." The woman suddenly picked up the long sword beside her and placed it across her chest, with a thoughtful look on her face.

"This person's firm willpower is rare in the world. It is a trivial matter to break the Vajra Evocation Dafa." The monk said lightly.

"Back then, I was recruited by your great method of summoning souls. This delay was about 30 years. Is it possible that that person is stronger than me?" The woman snorted coldly.

"Hehe, apart from his firm mind, he is incomparable to the female benefactor, incomparable!" The monk shook his head again and again.

"Well, I'll make a bet with you today." The woman suddenly drew out the long sword, and the long sword was overflowing with light, as if it had a spirituality, and it was obvious at a glance that it was not ordinary.

"What are you betting on?" The monk saw the murderous weapon unsheathed, but he still had a calm expression on his face.

"I bet you, you can't keep that man." The woman's eyes became cold and severe.

"What if you win?" the monk asked.

"Then you will have to die!" The woman paused every word, her words like a knife's edge.

"What if I win?" The monk was unmoved.

"Then why don't I stay for another 30 years!" The woman smiled, and the sun was shining brightly in the meditation room.

"Okay, the poor monk will gamble."

The monk smiled lightly, but there was a fleeting trace of worry between his brows.The man outside has shallow mana, but willpower is stronger than steel. Back then, he used the Vajra Evocation method to catch the number one female devil on the list of villains, but the other party was unmoved. It was really unbelievable.

Inexplicably, the monk also had some expectations.

Who will he be?

What kind of person is he?

……

The woman raised the long sword in her hand, caressed it with her jade fingers, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

30 years.

After 30 years, today, she finally saw the flaw in the monk's mind.

Outside the meditation room, there was a slight sound of footsteps, and the footsteps stopped outside the door of the meditation room, and then there was a long silence. When the man stood outside the door of the meditation room for a full stick of incense, he remained motionless.

What was he thinking about?

What is he waiting for?

The monk and the woman stared outside the door, and the two of them actually had a feeling of being spied on. This feeling was extremely strange.

What is he spying on?

With a "creak", the door suddenly opened.

Zhao Yuan stood proudly at the door, holding the heavy black-backed long knife in his hand.

The expression on Zhao Yuan's face froze, he obviously only felt that there was only one person in the room, but now, there were two people appearing in front of him, and one of them was actually a woman, which caught him off guard.

"Poor monk Tianxin, may I ask the benefactor Gao's name." The monk didn't get up, but just shouted a Buddha's name.

"You don't know me?" Zhao Yuan was taken aback.

"The poor monk is a monk, not an omniscient Buddha." The monk said with a smile: "The benefactor is walking outside the mountain gate, and the monk who is several miles away can feel the killing heart of the benefactor. God has the virtue of good life. The poor monk naturally wants to invite the benefactor to go up the mountain to find out what happened."

"Monk, I have a blood feud, if I tell you, will you help me avenge it?" Zhao Yuan sneered.

"When is it time to repay the injustice?" The monk sighed.

"If you want to persuade me to give up revenge and follow you to deceive the common people, I'm afraid you will be disappointed." Zhao Yuan laughed loudly.

"Cheating fools and common people...giggle...Master Tianxin, I didn't expect you to become a quack warlock..." The woman who had been silent all this time covered her mouth and giggled when she heard Zhao Yuan mocking the eminent monk as a liar. The bell flutters in the air, and when it is crisp and sweet, it is boundless.

"Hehe, if you can make all the people in the world devote themselves to the Buddha, it doesn't matter if you become a liar!" The monk didn't care about Zhao Yuan's sarcasm, and still had a calm and peaceful expression on his face.

"Monk, I am Zhao Yuan. If you have any advice, just say it quickly. Don't delay my trip, Mr. Zhao."

"You are Zhao Yuan?" The monk's expression changed.

"you know me?"

"You know him?"

Zhao Yuan and the woman asked in unison.

"Zhao Yuan, hehe, the reputation is indeed well-deserved, Zhao Yuan, what a Zhao Yuan..." the monk muttered to himself.

"Who is Zhao Yuan?"

The woman seemed a little impatient, she flicked the scabbard lightly with her slender fingers, and suddenly, there was a clatter of gold and iron in the room, as if thousands of troops were fighting, and the rushing murderous intent ran back and forth in the small meditation room, just like Like an extremely dangerous trapped beast looking for a way out.

Zhao Yuan's heart tightened.

The power of this woman is beyond words to describe, but with a flick of a finger on the scabbard, she has such a great power, no wonder she couldn't use "quietness" to feel the existence of this woman at that time.

"Zhao Yuan, ranked No. 470 and No. 390 on the villain list, and now ranks No. 200 and No. [-], with a reward of [-] million. He once led the residents of Xujiaqiao to resist the mob and killed Liu Jiemin, the son of Liu Xiaotian. It is rumored that Zhao Yuan is amazingly talented, ruthless, and unscrupulous. The Empire spread far and wide..."

"Unexpectedly, it's just that he hasn't left the mountain for 30 years, and the list of villains has fallen like this. Even such a small gangster can sneak into the list of villains." The woman looked Zhao Yuan up and down, sighed, and interrupted the monk Tianxin.

"The benefactor..."

"Needless to say, our bet has already begun." The woman seemed to have made up her mind.

"Little benefactor, please look at the chessboard." Monk Tianxin shook his head and said to Zhao Yuan.

"You want me to play chess with you?" Zhao Yuan glanced at the mess.

"If you can help me solve this chess game, I will be very grateful!" The stunning woman suddenly interjected.

"It's easy to break this mess!" Zhao Yuan's eyes fell on the chessboard.

"Hands up!"

The stunning woman and the monk Tianxin looked at each other, with a look of astonishment, and asked in unison.

The stunning beauty was extremely shocked in her heart. You must know that the stunning woman has been trapped by this chess game for 30 years, facing this endgame every day, helpless, which shows the pros and cons of this endgame.As for Monk Tianxin, let alone, he used this chess game to trap many heroes in the world, but today, a person suddenly came out and said that breaking the endgame was just a matter of effort, which made him feel a little weird.

This endgame was left by the immortals in ancient times. It is profound and obscure. According to legend, the two immortals played for more than two thousand years and still have not completed it. .

"We'll wait and see!" A look of excitement suddenly appeared on the face of the stunning beauty.

Zhao Yuan took a step forward, instead of sitting down, he bent down and stretched out his hand, and flicked the endgame, the chess pieces scattered all over the ground with a "wow".

"what are you doing?"

The face of the stunning beauty changed color.

"The chess game is broken." Zhao Yuan looked indifferent.

"It's broken..." The stunning beauty showed a blank look on her face, she stared blankly at the chess pieces scattered on the ground,

"It's broken, it's really broken...it's broken so easily..." Monk Tianxin was delighted and suddenly realized.