Monks

Chapter 640

The two monks were also stunned, and lowered their heads to look at them. The Buddha practiced the precepts, but this pile of things was so good that they both had a hint of eagerness in their eyes.

Zhang was afraid to pick them at random, and said in his mouth: "Buddha treasure, Buddha treasure, Buddha treasure, Buddha treasure, what are these?" He picked out four Buddha treasures and threw them to the side, holding an eagle-shaped ornament in his hand and asked.Think about what you just saw in your mind, could it be the spiritual weapon of the big black bird?

The so-called spirit weapon is to seal the monster soul in the magic weapon, so that it can become a weapon spirit for your use.The whole process was very cruel, and it wanted to kill living beings. Xiang Lin glanced at it in disgust: "Evil thing."

Zhang Fear has nothing to do: "Okay, the evil is mine." Saying that he dressed up, he picked up a white flocculent object, looked left and right, it looked like a cloud, and when he turned around, he saw Han Tian The soldier looked this way and said with a smile: "Your, right? Be careful in the future, don't lose it again." Throw it over casually.

His words almost made the beautiful woman vomit blood angrily, did I accidentally lose it?Why is this bastard so hateful?After taking back the magic weapon of Yun Duo, he glared at Zhang Ai angrily, and said thank you weakly.Zhang is not afraid that it is not difficult for her to be kind to her first, to give the pill is the second kind of kindness, and to return the magic weapon is the third kindness. He should be thanked both emotionally and rationally.If someone else took it away and didn't return it to you, you would have no temper, and if you have the ability to grab it back yourself.

Afraid of continuing to share the loot, Zhang Miaofa said: "Wait a minute, what should they do?" There were nine things lying on the ground, one weak little fireman, eight weak little black tigers, and they should have signed a contract with Yuantong. Xinyue, after the master died, they turned back and were seriously injured.If he is not rescued in time, he will undoubtedly die.

Zhang Fear said: "What should I do? I'll be a good person." Taking advantage of the weakness of the nine guys, he forcibly signed a contract with them, and then threw them the Spiritual Qi Pill and the Life Pill. After a quarter of an hour, the nine guys recovered a little Strength, with timid eyes, looking carefully at Zhang Fear.Especially those eight little black tigers who had sneaked up on him were even more disturbed.

Zhang Fear laughed: "I'll mess with me in the future, I'll make sure you enjoy the food and drink hot food, go be happy." Then continue to divide the spoils.

The two great monks are really good. They don't take anything except Buddha treasures, and leave everything to Zhang Ai.Zhang Fear smiled and put on a simple and honest expression: "How embarrassing is this, how embarrassing is this?" He was so angry that Master Hantian wanted to come over and kick him. It is typical for him to be good-looking when he gets cheap, and the two monks were even more angry at that time. Just turn around and leave.

Zhang Ai yelled from behind: "Come to me next time when something like this happens." After thinking for a while, he shouted again: "Grand Monk, don't rush back to the Holy Kingdom, the Ghost Emperor hasn't been killed yet." I didn't hear it, and I didn't turn my head back. A gust of wind walked away.Zhang Ai muttered: "I don't have grace." He continued to play with the pile of things.

He is not interested in magic weapons, nor in other materials such as spirit stones. The only thing he is interested in is Little Fireman.I have seen a lot of monsters, but I have never seen a little fireman like this, so I turned my head and asked Master Han Tian: "I said, do you know what these nine guys are?"

Master Han Tian temporarily became a storyteller, explaining the knowledge of monsters to Zhang Ai: "The eight black tigers are shadow tigers, they are extremely fast, and their attack and defense power are relatively low. It's a kind of fire baby elf, who was forcibly taken away by someone and refined into a spiritual pet."

It's okay for Yinghu to say that the relationship between monsters and cultivators has always been like this, either you kill me or I kill you, but the fire baby elves?Isn't it a natural thing like a kitten and a pig?It is a kind of spirit beast, extremely proud and powerful.Zhang was afraid to think of Hai Ling in the Alchemy Temple. If that little fat man was refined, would it be the same?He raised his hand to attract the little fire man, counting the flames constantly spreading out from his body, he was only one arm high and short, very small.

Zhang Ai said softly: "Put the flames away, I won't hurt you." His voice was very low and deep, but just as he said it, the little fireman believed it. with him.

With red skin, red hair, big eyes, but extremely thin, Zhang Ai asked Master Han Tian: "Can you break the promise and return his primordial spirit?"

Master Han Tian looked at him like a monster: "Let's not talk about whether it can be lifted, but just say that you can lift the shackles that control him. If he makes trouble, who can control him? Can you do it?"

The things conceived and raised by heaven and earth are the most powerful and terrifying, and they do things with their heart. For example, the kitten in the past has killed countless cultivators or monsters who have made up their minds for him.

Afraid that Zhang knew that Master Han Tian was right, he forced to sign a heart agreement before saving them, and said softly to the little fire man, "I will cover you from now on." He put him on top of his head.He also 'felt' out the eagle-shaped ornament and asked, "What is the big black bird?"

Master Han Tian continued to tell the story: "It should be the divine bird Suzaku. I guessed it, but it may not be right. This monk is really powerful, and none of his magic weapons are defective." He didn't say a word after that, and he didn't know how many powerful masters he killed. Grab this pile of stuff.

Zhang was afraid to be stunned, the primordial spirit of the divine bird Suzaku was refined into a weapon spirit?This, is this a joke?When he was learning the formation, he knew the four great gods, the blue dragon, the white tiger, the vermilion bird, and the Xuanwu.I used to think it was a legend, it was impossible for such a powerful thing to exist. Later, when I saw the kitten, I vaguely felt that this guy was a white tiger, but the white tiger bullied him all the time. Alas, I forcibly denied the possibility that the kitten was a white tiger .

But even if he denies it, he knows that the kitten is terrible, at least he can't handle it, but Suzaku, who is as powerful as him, is actually taken away from the soul and used for refining?How can this be?Who has such a powerful strength?

In general, Zhang was afraid that he couldn't believe it.

The poor storyteller Mr. Han Tian had to comfort Zhang Fear: "I'm not sure, I'm just guessing, but only the soul can fight Buddhists, what else can it be if it's not a divine bird?"

Well, no matter what kind of bird he is, Zhang is afraid to ask him a question that he is more concerned about: "Can you let it go?"

His question once again startled Mr. Han Tian, ​​is this guy an idiot?How could there be such a kind person in the world?Jubao didn't want to be greedy before, but wanted to let them go.He coughed lightly and said, "I can't be sure about Huo Ren'er, but I can be sure about Qi Ling. As long as the eagle-shaped ornament is damaged, the black bird inside will definitely die. , and place it on another monster that has no real knowledge."

"What do you mean?" Zhang was afraid that he didn't understand.

"It is to let the black bird learn the method of seizing the house. It is useless if you know it, and then you need a body of a monster that has just died. It is a body that has just held its breath and the soul of the monster has just been released. It won't work sooner or later, understand. Are you done?" The female storyteller explained very angrily.

"Let it learn? Oh my God, let's talk about some reliable methods." Zhang was afraid to continue to 'harass' the beauty. Obviously his words are more likely to make the beauty angry. Master Han Tian said angrily: "You learn how to seize the house Then find a dying monster, protect the black bird's soul and enter that body, and then kill the monster's soul, basically it will be done, but there is only one thing, let the black bird listen to you honestly, otherwise ..."

"Otherwise what will happen?" Zhang was afraid to learn.

"Otherwise, I don't know." Master Hantian laughed happily, and finally got his revenge, and then said another sentence, and got his second revenge: "According to your kind heart, you are willing to kill a life Saving another life?" The words were full of irony, especially the word kind, which was accentuated and had a rhetorical tone.

Now it's Zhang Ao's turn to cough lightly: "Okay, you're right." He put away the eagle ornament close to his body, and after thinking about it, he was still uneasy, so he took it out again, added one protective formation after another, and then took a spirit The kit made of silk cloth is not really put away until it is carefully packed.

Master Han Tian watched him busy, and smiled contemptuously: "Idiot, the spiritual weapon is so hard that it can't be broken even if you smash it, it's just unnecessary." Zhang Ai replied stiffly, "I'm willing."

Master Han Tian was very depressed. This guy treats spiritual weapons better than himself, and said bitterly: "I think you treat animals better than humans."

Afraid Zhang would not admit it: "Stop talking nonsense, I am a Buddha of ten thousand families." He wanted to brag about his glorious career, but Master Han Tian didn't want to hear it, and asked him, "Is there anything else?"

Afraid to lower his head to look again, although there are many magic weapons, they are all dead objects, no spiritual weapons and no monsters, so he shook his head and said, "No more, how are you doing?"

Master Han Tian had to get used to Zhang Fear's way of speaking: "If you say everything, you will die? What's wrong with my injury, not me!"

"One meaning, what's the matter? I'll leave if I have nothing to do." Zhang feared.

Although Master Han Tian barely resumed his actions, he was proud of himself, so of course he said he was fine.

Zhang Ai glanced at her, put away the newly looted items, put the eight shadow tigers and the little fire man into the big walnut on his chest, and separated several areas inside, so as not to cause any awkwardness between them and the Godly Snake .Released Fei Zhi and said: "I'll take you back, you are a seriously injured woman, if you run into a ghost king or a ghost or something, no one will know if you die."

Zhang was afraid that he was too capable, and he would always be able to say good things like bad things. He was so angry that Master Hantian wanted to kick him, and he kept chanting the method of awakening the mind in his heart. He restrained his impulse, rolled into Feizhi, sat down and said: "Let's go."

Zhang was afraid and didn't move, Master Hantian raised his voice and said again: "Let's go."

"Okay." This time he flew into the air, but still didn't move forward.Master Han Tian glared at Zhang Fear: "Are you going or not?"

Zhang Ai replied with a very innocent expression: "I don't know the way, if you don't tell me where to go, how can I go?"

Master Han Tian finally got angry, because he was a little 'disturbed' after being injured, he couldn't hold it back, and shouted: "Go north." The voice was high and shrill, a bit harsh.Zhang Ai picked his ears and muttered, "I'm not deaf, why are you so loud?"

After saying this, under the clear sky, a drop of blood suddenly rose up, Master Hantian vomited blood from his anger.

Afraid Zhang was very obedient, so he took out a handful of pills and sent them over: "The injury is not healed, don't get angry."

If it weren't for serious injuries, Master Han Tian would definitely fight Zhang Ai desperately, and said secretly: "You wait." With the thought of not wanting nothing, he grabbed the pill, swallowed it, meditated and practiced, and made up his mind I am determined not to say a word to this bastard.