life and death deed

Chapter 2400 Meeting again
Good guy, not only are the disciples manifesting saints, but even semi-immortals are here. Whose sect is this Fasi Sect?
I became more and more curious, and at the same time, I became more and more certain that the half-immortal Buddha in front of me was not the source of the danger I felt.

Although he pretended to be powerful in front of me, his true identity is only half-immortal. The strength of just half-immortal cannot even pose a threat to me now, let alone make me feel that sense of crisis.

"Abbott! This secret method is not passed down in the family, and it cannot be learned overnight. Please be merciful, Abbot!"

Immediately afterwards, I begged loudly for mercy.

However, Monk Wuming continued to use the Xian Sheng Qi Machine in his hand to approach my physical body. These mortal power auras were like several blades, and their sharp auras always affected my physical body.

Of course, influence is influence, and the aura of power at the level of the Xian Sheng Qi Machine still cannot threaten me.

"is it?"

Old monk Wu Ming uttered two words with unclear meaning. Then, he looked at me up and down, as if he had noticed something, and said calmly: "Little friend, you seem to be a bit like a person..."

Hearing this, my heart tightened.

Could it be that he recognized me?

This may not be impossible. After all, I made too much noise in the Yanxia metaphysics world and in the ancient world. Especially for Buddhism, almost all Buddhist monks with higher abilities knew me, Chen Nian. Number one.

But I don't want this old monk to recognize me right now, because I haven't determined who the owner of that dangerous aura is.

Being the first to reveal my identity is extremely detrimental to me.

Thinking about it, I immediately said out loud: "Does the abbot know me? Haha, someone did say that I look similar to a person."

"Who?"

Old monk Wu Ming asked rhetorically.

I said directly: "Chen, Nian!"

Nowadays, it is too late to hide your appearance or change your appearance. The only way to hide your identity is to take the initiative to tell it!

"Who!"

The old monk's eyes suddenly shone, and he asked again, but his voice was a bit colder!

"That Chen Nian back then! The Lu Cun Nian who seemed to ascend to immortality in the end!"

I spoke up again.

Rather than letting the old monk think of me, I might as well take the initiative to mention it, so that I might be able to take the opportunity to clear up the relationship.

Because I have been practicing in the upper world for a long time, my appearance has actually changed a bit. I am less soft and more firm. At the same time, my facial features are also more pure. Speaking of which, the change from many years ago is not small. If you weren't someone who was very familiar with me, you wouldn't be able to tell such a subtle difference.

I had never heard of the old monk in front of me, let alone seen him. I guess he was a monk who was hiding somewhere in the mortal world. I guessed that he had heard of my name, but he had never seen him. My person.

"It really looks like him!" The old monk suddenly grabbed my wrist and said sternly.

I smiled bitterly and said: "It is indeed too similar. Because of this appearance, the younger generation also encountered a lot of trouble. After all, my family and I are not very strong, and we only have some connections with the metaphysical world, and that extraordinary person existence, but there are many enemies.”

The old monk Wu Ming stared at me closely. This old monk was very cautious and was not coaxed by my few words. He not only looked at me with his eyes, but also quietly used the Buddha power in his body!
I felt the familiar breath of Buddha's power, even...the breath of Buddha's soul!
But his strength is still not up to par. Even if he uses the power beyond this world, he still can't find out the clues about me.

"Listen to what I, the master of the Fa Ci Sect, said, are you friends with the Tantric Sect? That person back then also had a close relationship with the Tantric Sect."

The old monk said slowly.

I was silent for a moment. As the saying goes, a lie needs countless lies to cover up. I am experiencing this situation now.

But I quickly thought of what to say, and I said aloud: "Yes, this junior does have some relationship with the Tantric Sect. To be more precise, my father has some relationship with the Tantric Sect's master Shen Zang. Master Shen Zang was still in Yanxia Lingyin. When I was in the monastery, I had some connections with my father. When I came to the Tibetan area this time, it was my father who ordered me to pick up something. It is said to be the most precious treasure of the Holy Realm, a primordial holy energy machine!"

Just after I said this, the old monk's expression condensed slightly!

Then, his voice was a little weird, and he said: "Will Shenzang give you the sage qi machine in his hand?"

I nodded and said: "Yes, my father has a good relationship with Master Shenzang. Although there are no masters in the Holy Realm in the junior's family, Master Shenzang said that he will give a wisp of the Holy Qi machine to the junior's family. Consider it the treasure of the clan."

Monk Wuming nodded, he seemed to believe what I said.

Especially after hearing the secret that few people know about Shenzang's stay at Lingyin Temple in Yanxia.

This can be regarded as something that few people know about in mortal Buddhism and even in the entire metaphysical world. The first time I met Shenzang was at Lingyin Temple many years ago.

"I understand, you should have a good rest. Our Fasi Sect is not a crooked sect that kills innocent people indiscriminately. Although our sect has some grudges against the Tantric Sect, we do not forcefully bring them to others. However, if you broke into my restricted area without permission before, you are still You need to pay a price, and after we find Liu Ren, or you help us find Liu Ren, we will let you go free."

Monk Wuming looked at me deeply and said loudly.

I agreed, and then immediately thanked him excitedly.

Then, this divine Buddha, who appeared to be at the pinnacle of sainthood but actually had the strength of a half-immortal, turned around and left.

After he left, my expression gradually became serious.

Did he really let me go as he said in the end?
I don't think so!

Although there is no flaw in what I just said, this old monk who seems to be extremely smart may not be completely convinced.

I was on guard in my mind while thinking about this other thing.

Why does this old monk hide his strength?
The strength of the semi-immortal level is located in the lower realm. Although it is somewhat against the rules, there is no need to hide it. In other words, the semi-immortal level gods and Buddhas in the Buddhist world and the semi-immortal level gods in the Immortal Court are two powerful parties. Are the rules of the world different?
After thinking for a while, I continued to stay in this room patiently.

And just a short day later, there was a knock on my door again...

(End of this chapter)