"What does Master mean? Is there something to do with Master and Princess An, who are alone and widowed in the Zen room? This is a pure place for Buddhism!" Wusheng couldn't help but sigh after hearing this.

Then he fell into silence in the meditation room, and no one spoke for a while.

"What's going on?"

In the Zen room, the two of them sat opposite each other and looked at each other speechlessly. Princess An quietly looked at Monk Kongxu, and Monk Kongxu looked down at the Buddhist beads in his hand.

"Wusheng, what did they say and do?"

"I heard nothing when I said my uncle, they said nothing, and did nothing."

"Can you use some magical magic to block it?"

"When I go back to Master, I can't feel any fluctuations in my magic power, it shouldn't be." Wusheng thought for a while and said, unless the Princess An's cultivation level was much higher than him, he would definitely be able to feel it once the other party used magic or magical powers.

"Half a year." Princess An, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke two words.

"What?"

"Whether it is Xiao Guang or Xuan Yuan, he will not be able to leave the capital within half a year."

"The God-Locking Array?" Kongxu thought for a moment after hearing this.

"I am worthy of being the first prize winner, and I haven't been idle in the past few years in the capital." Princess An smiled.

"It seems that this time, the price of him being forced to break the mirror is greater than others imagined."

"In addition to protecting himself, he used the God-Locking Array to block part of Le's heavenly tribulation, and to trap his sons."

It is an opportunity to not leave the capital for half a year.

"In the past six months, the world is going to be in chaos!"

"There is only a chance when it is messed up, right?"

"After half a year, Xiao Guang is a true human immortal. Not to mention his own cultivation, he also has gods from all directions, four pillars and twelve peaks of the Perspective of the Perspective of the Eternal Life, and the five commanders of the Martial Eagle Guard. Who in the world can compete with Zhi?" Kongxu said with emotion.

"Then it takes half a year to pull out all the minions around him, so that he can truly become a lonely man." Princess An's plain words contained a deep murderous intent.

Kongxu was shocked when he heard this.

"Wan'er, do you want your son to be the emperor?" Monk Kongxu kept looking at Princess An, who was sitting opposite him, as he spoke.

"Think about it." Princess An replied.

"Then let's give up that thought." Monk Kongxu was very serious.

"Why?"

"That road will be a life-and-death."

After hearing this, Princess An didn't say anything, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

"There are people who have seen each other, and they have also drunk tea. Since you want to be a monk, then be your monk here!" Princess An slowly stood up.

"I send you."

As the door of the Zen room opened, the two of them walked out of the room.

"It's over. I've talked for a while and I didn't do anything!" Wusheng felt that it was too far from what he thought.

Monk Kongxu brought Princess An to the front of several people and introduced them one by one.

"I'm upsetting the masters." Princess An said very politely.

"The donor walk slowly."

Before leaving, Princess An went to the hall to burn incense and worship and left a silver note of 10,000 taels. Monk Kongxu sent her outside the temple gate.

"Stay there, no need to send it."

"Wan'er, if there is any difficulty, come and find me at any time."

"I understand." The woman smiled and looked at the monk in front of her, with tears in her eyes.

Monk Kongxu stood outside the temple gate, watching Princess An in a cloak go away alone and disappear on the small path in the mountains.

Alas, a sigh.

"Master, why don't you send me off to me?" Wusheng poked his head out of the temple gate.

"Sooner or later, we will separate, what's the difference between giving or not giving or not."

"Are you afraid that you can't help yourself?"

"What kind of affection does a monk have to do when he is a teacher?"

"Just be stubborn!"

After returning to the temple, Monk Kongxu locked himself in the meditation room. It took two days to pass.

"Master, Master, you won't be overwhelmed, right?" Wusheng was really worried about his master. After all, after reading the imperial book for so long, he saw a great beauty who had been a vow of a vow, but he left after chatting for a few words.

"Do you think he can?" Monk Kongkong asked back.

"Yes, so a shameless person is usually not overwhelmed."

Three days later, Monk Kongxu came out of his meditation room, his expression a little dim.

"Master, have you realized it?"

"It's not that I'm hungry, I'm giving me some food."

Wusheng was stunned after hearing this. He was really heartless!

He stopped after eating four large bowls of rice in a row, and then asked Wusheng to invite two other people, and the four monks discussed the matter in the hall.

"Senior brother, I'm going to go down the mountain."

"What are you going to find Princess An, and you are going to reunite with the mirror?" Wusheng couldn't help asking after hearing this.

"I'm talking nonsense. I'm a monk. All four elements are empty and the six senses are pure. I want to go down the mountain to confirm whether what Princess An said is true, and whether the God-locking Array in the capital has been really activated."

"What does this have to do with us?"

"Is it a matter of whether it's a matter of understanding the matter before talking about it?"

"My junior brother goes down the mountain and be careful in everything."

"Yes, senior brother."

The next day, Monk Kongxu went down the mountain.

Wusheng stood outside the temple gate, looking at Monk Kongxu's hurried appearance, and always felt that he couldn't help it and wanted to find Princess An.

He practiced daily in Lanruo Temple as before, and repaired the pagoda outside the temple with Senior Brother Wudou. Time passed day by day.

On this day and night, outside the Ning family at the foot of the mountain.

In the quiet night, a series of sounds of horse hooves suddenly came from far to near.

The weeds on the roadside quickly withered into debris, as if they were barbecued by fire. The trees on the roadside were rotten and broken from far to near. In the darkness, something seemed to be quickly approaching the village, and there was no vitality wherever they passed.

In Lanruo Temple, Wusheng, who was silently reading the scriptures, looked up at the window.

A gust of wind, the oil lamp went out, and others came to the yard, soared into the air, went straight to the clouds, and then came to Ningjia Village in one step.

He saw a team of ghost soldiers who had arrived in Ningjia Village. The leader was a general riding a ghost horse, wearing iron armor, a steel helmet, and a long blue sword. Behind him were about a hundred Yin soldiers holding swords and guns.

Wusheng fell from the sky, and a sword fell like a river of heaven, slashing towards the ghost soldiers along the streets in the village.

The general rode his horse and raised his sword, but was killed by the sword. The horse's head fell to the ground, and the ghost horse turned into black smoke and died directly. The team of ghost soldiers was touched by Jianhe and collapsed one by one, turning into black smoke. No one could avoid it and escape.

When the Yin soldiers crossed the boundary, Wusheng killed them directly as soon as they arrived. He saw a bloody flame on these Yin soldiers. Although he didn't know where they came from, they would have killed a lot along the way. If he hadn't arrived in time, the entire Ningjia Village would have suffered.

After a sword, all the Yin soldiers were killed, leaving only the ghost general who had no horse under his crotch, holding a long sword in his hand and heading straight for Wusheng.
Chapter completed!