This is specially trained by the Wuying Guard to pursue special people like monks, and it is also considered a psychic. With their help, it can save a lot of trouble.

In the dark night sky, an eagle hovered in the air.

Wusheng did not stop in Dafang Town, but rushed to Wangxian.

He was going to pass through Wangxian and then go back to Jinhua, Lanruo Temple, and discuss with the abbot and master to see if the poison pills obtained from the Jiangsu family in Lin'an Town can deal with the dragon in the Black Dragon Pond. If it doesn't work, he would go down the mountain and consider other solutions.

Not long after he left, he heard a loud noise behind him, and the fire was soaring into the sky, and he could see it from a distance.

He stopped and watched for a while, but did not turn around and go back, but continued to rush.

When it was dawn, he passed Wangxian, then turned south and prepared to return to Jinhua. This time he also followed the river, but went up the river.

After passing Wangxian County, he rushed to a village and town for a day. He found a small shop on the side of the road, had some food, took a break, and then continued on the way. He did not use his magical powers all the time. He stopped and stopped, neither fast nor slow.

After working for a day, it was only 10 or 20 miles away from Jinhua. It was already completely dark. He happened to pass by a town and decided to take a rest here.

There was an abandoned ancestral hall in the town, and he was going to rest overnight.

Late at night, he suddenly heard a strange sound outside, so he woke up and came to the door and looked out.

I saw a group of soldiers wearing armor coming from the other end of the town, with a sedan chair covered with a red gauze tent.

This is?!

Wusheng's body trembled.

Those who were wearing armor were covered with green ghost faces, and the entire team exuded a wave of ghost aura, and none of them were living.

"Smelly soldiers!"

This is the first time I have seen such a neat Yin Bing Wusheng.

Who is in that sedan chair?

Wusheng stood there quietly, looking at the passing team of ghost soldiers.

The red gauze sedan chair was passing by the ancestral hall.

stop,

A woman's voice suddenly came from the sedan chair, which sounded very nice. Then the four Yin soldiers carrying the sedan chair stopped and the entire team stopped.

A gust of wind, the red gauze fluttered, lifting up, revealing a woman sitting upright inside, wearing a festive red robe, with gold thread embroidered into phoenixes and peonies, and a red head covered with a face that could not be seen clearly.

Ghost soldier, ghost bride?

Wusheng took a deep breath and was already secretly guarding himself.

In the sedan chair, the woman in the red gauze tent turned her head gently and looked towards Wusheng.

At this moment, Wusheng almost subconsciously held his breath.

The wind dances lightly, the red gauze floats,

The bride inside suddenly disappeared.

None?

Wusheng was stunned. The next moment, there was one more person in the ancestral hall, wearing a wedding dress and a red head covering his head. He was only two feet away from Wusheng, and he looked at him quietly.

Wusheng didn't see clearly how she came here. What's strange is that he didn't feel that frightened, which shows that he was not in danger for the time being. However, he still subconsciously took a few steps back.

The bride stood there quietly, facing him.

Alas, after a long time, a sigh came from under the red hood.

"How many meanings do this?" Wusheng thought to himself after hearing this.

The bride stretched out her hand and stretched her slender fingers gently towards Wusheng's face. Wusheng hurriedly dodged back when he saw this, but found that his body was fixed in place and could not move.

What's going on?!

He was shocked and hurriedly activated his magic power.

The bride's hand had fallen on his face, very cold.

Huh? Under the red head, there was an exclamation.

The bride disappeared, and Wusheng felt a little cold in his eyebrows.

He hurriedly entered the sea of ​​consciousness.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, there was a woman in red robe, the bride just now.

Namo,

A Buddha statue suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, with golden light on his body, and a big sun above his head filled the sea of ​​consciousness. Compared with this statue, the woman was like a small stone under a giant mountain and an ant under the feet of an elephant.

ah!

The bride exclaimed and disappeared.

The next moment he appeared next to Wusheng's body and had left his sea of ​​consciousness.

"The golden body Dharma image, the Great Sun Tathagata!" The bride's tone was filled with shock.

"Are you a monk from Lanruo Temple?"

This sentence shocked Wusheng.

How could a ghost bride know about Lanruo Temple?!

"let me see."

The ghost bride stretched out her white fingers and inserted them directly into Wusheng's chest, and suddenly stabbed them in.

ah,

Wusheng felt as if a cold blade had pierced into his body, and the magic power in his body flowed on its own. He gathered his magic power again, a golden light, the size of a palm.

The ghost bride's palm immediately emitted a blue-black smoke.

"Let's look, I'll look." The ghost bride's tone was rapid, anxious, and eager, as if there was something in Wusheng's chest, as if the smoke was not his palm.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!

Under the threat of pain and death, Wusheng stimulated his own potential. The mana power in his body operated rapidly and gathered together, and then continued to compress within a very small range.

The golden light on his chest became more and more powerful. The woman's green onion fingers seemed to be melted by the Buddha's light, but she seemed to have no feeling and wanted to continue to stab it in, but the Buddha's light was firmly blocked outside her body.

"You can't be wrong, you can't be wrong!" The woman murmured to herself, gently retracting her palm, and her slender jade hands were still the same.

She raised her head. Although she was passing through the red hood, Wusheng felt that the eyes behind the red hood must be staring at her, and her gaze should be a little hot.

"When will you be able to cultivate into a golden body?"

"What golden body?" said Wusheng puzzled.

He didn't answer because he didn't know how to answer, but thought about how to deal with the situation in front of him. The ghost bride in front of him seemed extremely difficult to deal with, and could instantly hold himself in, saying that he had entered his sea of ​​consciousness, and he didn't have to say hello. He had only seen this feeling in the Black Dragon Pond Shui Huaitian.

"The Great Sun Tathagata, with a golden body of six feet, is uninvasive of all dharmas, and is immortal and immortal."

What? Is it really that awesome?!

Wusheng was stunned at first after hearing this, then felt a little excited, and was also very shocked and confused.

"How long will I have to wait, one hundred years, three hundred years, or one thousand years?" the woman murmured to herself, her words were a little confused and a little resentful.

She suddenly stretched out her hands gently, and Wusheng was so scared that he hurriedly took a few steps back.

"Hey, the body can move freely, which means you can leave?" Wu Sheng thought so in his heart, but he didn't do so. He was not sure.

The words said by the ghost bride in front of him just now shocked and confused him. The other party actually revealed his master's origin in one word and knew the martial arts he had practiced. This shocked him so much. He wanted to know what the ghost bride knew.

The ghost bride raised her hands and gently lifted the red veil on her head.

Wusheng looked at it, his whole body trembled, and he felt like he was electrocuted.

A splendid future, and a beautiful country.

Whether in his past and present life, he has seen many beautiful women, but in terms of appearance, no one can compare with the woman in front of him.

There is also a kind of indescribable charm on her body, not charming, but charming.

Whether it is the heroic Gu Siying or the lotus Mu Wanqing who is born in the clear water, just in terms of beauty, they are inferior to the one in front of you.

This is a stunning beauty that makes people reluctant to move their eyes away from her after taking a look.

Unfortunately, she is a ghost.

Wusheng looked at her and suddenly took a deep breath.

Amitabha,

She is a ghost, a red pink skeleton, and I am a monk.

"Are you a monk from Lanruo Temple?" the woman stared at him.

"yes."

"Three hundred years ago, a monk named Licheng asked me to borrow something and promised me something, which was to help me escape from the sea of ​​suffering. At that time, he also said that if he failed, Lan Ruo Temple would be there." After saying that, the woman looked at Wusheng.

"Three hundred years ago, I've come to my mind?" Wusheng naturally had never heard of this name, and it was impossible to determine whether the woman was saying true or false.

"Sorry, this female donor, I have never heard of this name." Wusheng said.

He really has never heard of the name Lecheng. It has happened hundreds of years ago, and even if he went back to ask Abbot Kong Kong, he might not be clear. As for what the ghost bride said about what Lecheng promised her at that time, it was even more impossible to check. With such a high level of cultivation, it is even more difficult to help her escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

Lanruo Temple is already in turmoil now, with big trouble inside and outside, and she can’t even take care of herself. How can she have the ability to help outsiders? Besides, this is not an individual!
Chapter completed!