Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 99 This is not dead?

When everyone's eyes were focused on the dark passage, there were figures swaying in the passage, Wang Mu was the leader, Ye Feng was behind, and the rest stood in the middle, a total of five people came out staggeringly.

Although everyone was pale and looked a little tired, they were generally safe and sound.

Fang Locke's old snake's face turned green, why didn't he die?I went down for a day and a night, why did I come up again?He sent three groups of people down, a total of dozens of people, and one of them didn't come up. How could these guys be so lucky?

Wang Mu and the others were also looking at Fang Locke and Old Snake, their complexions were not good, their eyes were full of contempt and hatred, these two guys, they were actually hoping that they would not come up, it was too vicious.

Without speaking, five people lined up to pass Fang Locke and Old Snake, and then raised their middle fingers to them without looking up.

When the five people lined up and raised their middle fingers, the faces of Fang Locke and Old Snake also turned purple.

Another fucking miscalculation!Nemesis!

On the contrary, when the three members of the dragon group saw Wang Mu coming up safely, their originally serious faces relaxed a little, and the commander also heaved a long sigh of relief, and they didn't have to take the blame for Wang Mu.

Now that Wang Mu came up, the people in the dragon group already knew about the seal of the gate of hell, so they didn't do anything about the seal. The leader ordered to withdraw the army, and took Wang Mu to Tianjiang City.

Fang Locke and Old Snake didn't leave in a hurry, until they were the only two left at the scene, they looked at each other with extreme resentment in their eyes.

"How did they survive? Isn't that thing in the cave very powerful? It killed three groups of us, but why didn't it kill them?" Looking at the tire marks that were slowly being covered up on the yellow sand, Fang Locke said through gritted teeth.

The old snake frowned, also full of puzzlement, and said in a low voice: "It shouldn't be, the sound I heard in the earphone before, whether it's a ghost or something else, the strength of that thing is pretty good. Take ten thousand steps back, even if that Wang Mu can barely handle it, and the other ordinary people will definitely not please, but they, they seem to be safe and sound."

Fang Locke clenched his fists, took a deep breath, looked back at the darkness of the passage, gritted his teeth and said, "Go, go down and have a look."

The old snake blinked, wondering: "Master, I'm afraid it's too late to go down now. Since the kid came up safely, and stayed down for so long, and walked so simply, I'm afraid the things inside have..."

"I just want to see what's going on down there? What was the thing that killed me before, and why didn't I kill that brat?" Fang Locke snorted angrily, his self-confidence was clouded by repeated setbacks. shadowed.

In the end, the two walked down the tomb together.

But when they stood at the bottom of the dark crypt, they realized how simple their thinking was.

This is not the tomb they imagined at all, but a huge seal. Looking at the ubiquitous strange totems, Fang Locke and the old snake instinctively felt a sense of suffocation.

Even they didn't know who made the seal, what it was used for, and what the flame totem represented. They just felt that the things sealed in such a huge and complicated seal must be extremely terrifying. Otherwise, the bones all over the ground would be unexplainable.

And when they found the eight men in black with different heads on the ground, they were deeply shocked again.

The eight people obviously died not long ago, and the old snake carefully inspected the corpses, and found that the eight people were all masters of the Yuanshen Dacheng stage.

Eight Yuanshen masters who have just died, doesn't it mean that these eight Yuanshen masters who appeared out of thin air were most likely killed by Wang Mu's gang?

"How is this possible? How could that kid have such strength?" Old Snake felt that his three views had collapsed. He scanned the eight corpses and shouted calmly.

Fang Locke also couldn't calm down. With the brilliance of the flashlight, looking at this eerie place full of dead people, he suddenly felt that something shocking and unexplainable must have happened in this place during this day and night.

Fang Locke and Old Snake had some guesses, but Wang Mu was being interrogated by the leader alone.

In a hotel suite in Tianjiang, the old man and Wang Mu were sitting on the sofa in the living room, with a coffee table between them.

The handsome monk Xiaowu was guarding the door, and no one else was allowed to enter, even the corridor where the room was located was not allowed to enter at will.

Not only that, but before the question, the old man specially set up a barrier in the room to isolate all the sound from inside and outside, so that even Monk Xiaowu couldn't hear it.

Seeing such a huge formation, and the faintly flickering golden light on the wall of the room, Wang Mu felt a little uneasy. The dragon head was so mysterious, he probably wanted to kill himself.

"If I want to ask you next, you must answer truthfully. Do you understand?" After finishing everything, the old man sat on the sofa, staring at Wang Mu like Ju Ju, and said very seriously.

His voice was as thick as the dark waves in the sea, and staring at the old man's eyes, Wang Mu felt that he was surrounded by a powerful coercion.

After moving his body, Wang Mu quickly apologized with a smile: "Ha, you said, the poor monk must know everything and talk endlessly, don't monks tell lies."

"Don't be silly with me, I hate this kind of thing the most, if you don't learn the good ones, just learn these glib words!" The old man suddenly frowned and shouted in disgust.

Wang Mu rolled his eyes and said no more.

"Say, what happened in that seal?"

Wang Mu was startled, blinked, stared at the old man and said, "How do you know it's a seal?"

The old man remained unmoved, and said with an iron face: "The old man was ordered by the Dragon Emperor to supervise the entire Huaxia Kingdom. There is nothing here that I don't know."

"Hey, that, the Dragon Emperor you mentioned is the strongest in the Dragon Emperor Domain, the ruler of the three domains of the human world, right? I want to know what kind of person he is?" Wang Mu asked with a light cough.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, he found the old man's eyes gleaming like knives, and he shouted: "Now I'm asking you, don't change the subject, and answer my question honestly."

Wang Mu made a motion to support his forehead, and said helplessly: "Well, in that seal, I was first attacked by a guy who cultivated into an evil spirit, and then I was attacked by eight masters of the gate of hell, and then...they all... died."

After finishing speaking, Wang Mu sneaked a look at the old man's black and gold-like face, which was made of metal. He wanted to see a little surprise, but he was disappointed. The old man's face was made of fucking metal, as calm as ever.

The old man just squinted his eyes, and muttered to himself: "The people from the gate of hell have really come." Then his eyes flashed, and he stared at Wang Mu very seriously and said, "Are you sure those eight people are dead? Where is that evil spirit? Have you seen your peach blossom seal? Are you dead too?"

Wang Mu opened his mouth, why does this old guy care so much about his peach blossom seal?
"You don't have to look at me like that. I know better than you what the peach blossom seal represents. You have the peach blossom seal on your body. I have seen it at the Longzu base that day." Seeing Wang Mu's astonished expression, the old man explained lightly.

This time, Wang Mu was even more confused. He was already full of doubts when he was attacked by the eight hell gate masters before, but now the dragon head also behaved mysteriously and inexplicably, and he was even more confused.

"Let me remind you that the birthmark on your body is very important. It may be nothing if it is seen by people who don't understand. Once it is seen by people who know the inside story, not only you will suffer, but even your parents will suffer. So the old man must be sure, those Did the person at the gate of hell and that evil spirit slip through the net?" the old man asked again.

Wang Mu heard something, the old man seemed to be worried that those disciples from the gate of hell who saw his peach blossom seal would escape, which would cause even more trouble.

That being said, the old man really cared about him.

But at this moment, Wang Mu has even greater doubts and needs the old man to explain.

Swallowing, Wang Mu rolled his eyes and thought about everything he experienced that day and night. After thinking for a long time, he looked at the old man and said, "Longtou, you are the leader of the dragon group, and you must know more than me. Can you tell me, Why do so many people want me to die? Why do those people at the gate of hell call me Flower Buddha? They say that anyone with a peach blossom seal is called Flower Buddha, and they should all die! Also, the Nine Regions Seal of Heaven on my dantian, Is it really under the joint hands of the strongest in the Nine Realms? When did they do it?"

In one breath, Wang Mu finished all his doubts.

Anyway, the old man already knew his Peach Blossom Seal, so it wouldn't hurt to let him know his Nine Regions Seal of Heaven. Moreover, Wang Mu always felt that the old man cared about him very much, and he didn't have any bad intentions.

After hearing all this, the old man's rigid expression was finally moving, showing a hint of horror.

He suddenly sat up straight, his old brows were furrowed, his eyes flickered fiercely at Wang Mu, and he said in shock, "You said, you have been sealed by the Nine Regions?"

Wang Mu grinned, without explaining, but pointed to his dantian, and randomly used a bit of spiritual power to attack the dantian, and saw the nine-color seal automatically floated on the dantian.

The nine-color seal shone with nine kinds of brilliance, exuding a long, huge and extremely fierce aura.

Looking at the seal, the old man took a deep breath, and there was a slump on Tie Xue's face. He leaned on the back of the sofa chair and murmured: "It's so vicious, I don't want you to cultivate. .”

(End of this chapter)