I Created the Fantasy World

"You can see the other party?" The words came from the black air.

Wuxin made a report: "If I return to the Lord, I saw it. However, when I came back, I seemed to have forgotten where he was and what he looked like."

"Hmph, it seems that this fellow Taoist doesn't want others to know his identity." A cold snort came from the black air, "What did the other party say?"

Unintentionally made the conversation again.

Black Qi pondered: "The four seas are a trivial matter, and even the spiritual treasure of this seat has been detained. It's really greedy."

The Unintentional Envoy asked, "Lord, can we take action?"

"Action?" Heiqi said in a disdainful voice, "Are you going? If this seat doesn't make a move, can you rubbish still hurt him in the slightest!"

"My subordinates are incompetent, the Lord forgives my sins." Wuxinzhi hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Get up." Hei Qi snorted coldly, "This seat should not be born now, and let him be a little arrogant. When this seat has mastered the general situation of the world, I will settle with him at that time!"

"My lord is wise!"

After a black anger, he said: "Go out! Since he wants the four seas, you should let the four seas out! The rest, wait for this seat to go out!"

"Yes." Wuxin saluted, and then exited the cave.

"Damn it! It's nasty! Who dared to bully me back then, but I didn't expect to be slapped by the powerful Da Luo later. When I come out, I will definitely settle with you!" It's coming out soon, haha... You absolutely can't think of it! The Three Realms must be mine!"

Outside Hangzhou.

The caravan passed by, and when they saw the mountain in front, they suddenly said in surprise: "When is there a mountain here?"

Someone stepped forward to check, and then ran back in panic.

"Master, there is a monk under the mountain, I'm afraid it's not a monster suppressed by an expert?"

When the owner heard this, his face was pale: "Go quickly, go quickly, it's really bad luck!"

"Don't go, the poor monk is Fahai of Jinshan Temple, not a monster!" Fahai heard the voice and hurriedly shouted.

"Master, he said he was a monk at Jinshan Temple," the servant repeated.

The owner said angrily: "You believe in the words of the demon, how many heads do you have?"

Still a wise owner, I almost fell for it!Hurry up everyone, to be suppressed by experts here, it must not be a simple monster!The servant hurriedly urged.

As a result, the caravan passed by at a very fast speed.

Fa Hai looked up at the sky speechless, never thought that one day he would also be regarded as a demon!

"I'm afraid this is going to starve the poor monk to death." After a while, Fa Hai smiled wryly.

With his practice, he has long been fasted, and naturally he does not need to eat.

However, after being suppressed, the mana was banned, and the aura could not be absorbed, so the belly was always hungry.

However, this is what Fahai thought was wrong.

The suppressed mountain range will transmit some spiritual energy to him from time to time, maintaining his basic consumption.

To die is not to die.

However, the pain is really uncomfortable!

At this moment, Fahai heard footsteps again, and hurriedly shouted: "The good-hearted people stop, the poor monk is Fahai of Jinshan Temple, please help the good-hearted people to pass the word back to the temple."

"Fahai?"

The voice of the visitor was surprised, and soon came to Fahai.

"You are being suppressed here! Haha, God helped me!"

Fa Hai's pupils shrank: "Dharma King Golden Cymbals!"

"The Zen master really still remembers me, it's really good!" The King of Golden Cymbals laughed, "Of course you chased me to the sky, and there was no way to enter the 5.6 land. I didn't expect this day, right? When this seat swallows you, you will be able to do it again. Go further. At that time, who else in the world will be my opponent!"

A bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes, he turned his face, opened his huge mouth and bit towards Fahai.

Fa Hai was in a cold sweat, and only felt a chill on the top of his head, and exclaimed in his heart: My life is over!

At this moment, the mountains are shining brightly, exuding the breath of suppressing the heavens.

"Ah..." The golden cymbal screamed, and was immediately suppressed to the foot of the mountain, standing side by side with Fa Hai.

However, compared to Fahai, he was a lot worse.

Shanyue suppressed its demon body and devoured its demon power.

"Fahai, you are despicable!" While screaming, the golden cymbals cursed!

The caravan, which had not gone far, heard the screams coming from a distance, and when they saw the mountains shining brightly, they were all happy.

"Look, that mountain is punishing the demon again!"_

Chapter 338: _ Yuanshen Avenue _ Heaven and Human Unity

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"It's still a wise owner! Otherwise we'll suffer!"

"Go, go, go, what a goddamn bad luck!"

A group of people quickly ran away.

under the mountains.

The voice of King Golden Cymbals is getting weaker and weaker!

"Zen Master Fahai, spare me. I don't dare anymore!"

"I only got the inheritance of the Golden Immortal, and it is absolutely impossible to die like this. If the Zen master is willing to let me go, I am willing to share the inheritance with the Zen master!"

Fa Hai was speechless: "Monsters are monsters, their brains are not good at all! Can't you see that poor monks are also suppressed here?"

Dharma King Golden Cymbals was stunned: "Isn't this a game you set up? Impossible, you humans are cunning, say whatever you want. Zen master, I can't hold it anymore!!!"

Before Fahai could answer, Dharma King of Golden Cymbals turned into a giant centipede, hissing and begging for mercy from Fahai.

"Amitabha, it's no use asking the poor monk!" Fahai closed his eyes, "The poor monk can't protect himself now."

"Also, all evildoers should die!"

Fa Hai's eyes flashed with disgust! 15

The centipede's eyes were red, and the roar was so loud that it wanted to escape.

However, no matter how hard it struggled, the mountain remained motionless.

On this day, people in a radius of dozens of miles heard a terrifying roar.

This terrifying cry continued for a cup of tea before it stopped!

Many people had nightmares that night.

The next day, a daring person from a nearby village went to check, and they saw a monk and a huge centipede suppressed under a mountain.

The centipede's carapace exudes a golden and iron-like light, its feet are as sharp as swordsmen, and there is still a bloodthirsty light in its eyes.

The centipede was dead, but it still exuded an intimidating aura. He just glanced at it and felt a cool air rise from his back, and his hands and feet were cold.

"Don't be afraid, the benefactor, the monster has been killed!" Fa Hai shouted.

The person who came was a man. Hearing this, he took a few steps back.

"You didn't get killed!!! Could it be a more powerful monster?" The man's legs trembled.

In folklore, it is not easy for a monster to transform into a human form!

This monster can keep its life under the suppression of mountains, it must be more terrifying than that centipede!

Thinking of the corpse of the centipede, the man only felt that the next moment Fa Hai turned into a world-shattering monster and swallowed himself.

"The donor is too worried." Fa Hai smiled bitterly, "The poor monk is Fa Hai of Jinshan Temple. He was suppressed here because he offended the immortals. He is not a group of this demon."

The man hesitated: "Master Fahai? I seem to have heard of this name! By the way, the members of the village have gone to Jinshan Temple to worship Buddha. I think he should recognize you!"

After all, the soles of the feet are oiled, and they have slipped away.

"Master, wait a moment, and let me ask some questions."

The man led a group to the bottom of the mountain.

"It's really Zen Master Fahai?" A man in gorgeous clothes stepped forward with an excited expression, "Why is the master suppressed here?"

Fahai explained the cause and effect again.

"Does the master want us to dig up this mountain and save you?"

Fa Hai shook his head: "Impossible. This mountain is a magical power of immortals. How can mortals open it up. What's more, you also risk offending the immortals. How can a poor monk make you risk it!"

"makes sense."

When everyone heard this, they looked at the mountains and were a little scared.

"It's good for you to help pass the message back to Jinshan Temple." Fahai requested.

Upon hearing this, the member nodded: "Leave this matter to me, Ah Fu, pick a fast horse and rush to Jinshan Temple to report the news."

Fahai quickly thanked him.

After a while, everyone left.

Although the misunderstanding was resolved, facing the huge centipede corpse still made people feel a lot of pressure.

"Lingbao Heart Sutra?" Wang Yu frowned.

To kill the Golden Cymbal Dharma King, Wang Yu not only refined its demon power, but also copied the knowledge in his mind.

In addition to the demon cultivation method, there is an orthodox Taoist cultivation method.

This dharma has no name. It was obtained by the Golden Cymbal Dharma King from an ancient cave dwelling.

Of course this is an illusion.

Wang Yu made some extrapolations, and finally restored this exercise, and knew the name of the exercise.

"This is the chess piece of Lingbao Tianzunbu." Wang Yu felt a little funny.

It is a bit regrettable that this child was suppressed and died before it could play a role.