"Then did he say where he went?"

"It seems that they are going to Pengze to look for some dragon ropes." Kong Kong said.

"Peng Ze, where is that place? What is that bundle of dragon ropes? A treasure that can subdue the dragon in the Black Dragon Pond?" Wu Sheng was stunned after hearing this.

"Pengze is hundreds of miles away in the northwest of Jinhua." Kong Kong said.

"Such a long distance, even if you are as powerful as the abbot, traveling under the stars and under the stars, it would still take two or three days to go back and forth, not to mention looking for the dragon rope. What on earth is that?"

"The dragon rope is a legendary treasure that can bind the dragon. It is said that hundreds of years ago, there was an evil dragon in Pengze. It was very ferocious and ate people. It also caused a flood and flooded the surrounding villages and counties.

Thousands of people died. When an immortal heard about this, he rushed to Pengze Lake and stirred up the evil dragon. After he came out of the water, he trapped him with a rope. For a while, the dragon could not move even though it had the strength to overturn the river and sea.

No, and unable to cast spells, I was left to be slaughtered by others. The immortal stated his crime, then killed the evil dragon, but left the rope that bound the dragon."

"There is such a thing, is it true?" Wu Sheng was surprised after hearing this.

"But this is just a legend after all. No one knows whether there is a dragon rope tied around it. And if there is, the abbot doesn't know where it is. He has to ask and find it first. Besides, if such a famous treasure is real,

Yes, I'm afraid it was raided by the imperial court a long time ago and hidden in the Wanbao Pavilion." Kong Kong said.

"Wanbao Pavilion, what is that?"

"Oh, it is said that there is a nine-story high-rise building in the capital, which covers an extremely large area. The imperial court hid various treasures collected in it. It is called Wanbao Pavilion. There are great monks sitting inside and heavy soldiers guarding the outside. Birds are not allowed to pass.

Only those who have been ordered to enter can enter, and those who approach without permission will be killed without mercy!" Kong Kong said.

"Master, you are so knowledgeable about these things. You are indeed a person with stories. Come, let us master and disciple have a good chat." Wu Sheng sat down next to him and said.

"Right now, I am worried about your abbot and uncle. Why do you still have the time to inquire about my past? I will definitely tell you when I have time," said Kong Kong.

"Well, then Master Abbot won't go to the Wanbao Pavilion in the capital to look for the magic weapon to subdue the dragon, right?"

"No, the abbot is a sensible person. Where is the Wanbao Pavilion? Even if the immortals go there, they may not be able to escape unscathed. The abbot knows this." Kong Kong said.

"Human Immortal? Master, do you also know about Human Immortal?"

"of course I know."

"Then why didn't you tell me?"

"You didn't ask either?" Kong Kong asked back.

"I asked!" Wu Sheng said.

When he started to practice, he once asked Kong Kong about cultivation, including how many levels the realm of cultivation was divided into. At that time, Kong's answer was that he was not a practitioner, so naturally he didn't understand the matters of cultivation, but today the secret was revealed.

"Ah, I just remembered it, my master." Monk Kong Kong said, stroking his bright big head.

Hiss, exhale, Wu Sheng took a dozen deep breaths.

"Master, how did you survive the period before you became a monk?"

"Hey, I can't bear to look back on the past. It brings tears to my eyes!" Kongkong sighed.

"Yes, it must be hard to look back on. With your broken mouth, it's not all tears, but blood, right?"

"I'm going too far, talking about the abbot." Kong Kong said.

"Oh, uncle abbot, you also said that the abbot is a sensible person, knows how to advance and retreat, and is very capable. Maybe he will come back in two days," Wu Sheng said.

"It's different this time. The abbot is very worried about the dragon in the Black Dragon Pond."

"How did the previous abbots get along with that dragon?"

"They all went to Xitianling Mountain to have tea. They couldn't be contacted for a while, and there was no way to ask." Kong Kong said.

"Then there's nothing I can do."

"Wusheng." Void stared at Wusheng.

"Well, why do I have a very bad premonition? Master, what bad idea are you thinking of?" Wu Sheng said.

"Wusheng, I want you to go down the mountain to find the abbot."

"Don't be ridiculous. Where can I go to find him in the vast sea of ​​people? The abbot is back on the mountain as soon as I go out. Besides, aren't you afraid that I will run down the mountain?" Wu Sheng said.

"After getting along with each other for this period of time, I believe in your character," Kong Kong said.

"Stop talking nonsense, why don't you ask Senior Brother Wu Nu to come down the mountain?"

"Your senior brother is too straightforward and easily deceived, but you are not like that. You are smart, clever and scheming."

"Okay, it just means that I have a lot of eyes." Wu Sheng said.

He thought about it and was a little worried about the old monk. Although he was very powerful, he was not the Buddha after all, and there were many things that could not be settled.

"Then I'll go down the mountain and take a look." After thinking for a while, Wu Sheng said.

"Okay, okay, okay."

Monk Kong had just finished saying the third good word when he heard Wu Nu shouting loudly outside. They went out to take a look and found that the abbot had come back, but his face was frighteningly white, and there was an arrow stuck in his shoulder, and the blood stained the old

Monk's robe.

"Brother!"

"Uncle!"

They hurried forward and carried the abbot back to his Zen room.

This is the first time Wusheng came to Lanruo Temple to visit the abbot's Zen room in such a long time. The Zen room is not small, but the layout inside is very simple. There is a Buddha statue, covered with dust; two futons, dilapidated; tables, chairs, wooden stools, and beds.

The doors and windows are very shabby.

"Senior brother?"

Putting Abbot Kongkong on the bed, the shaft of the feather arrow on his shoulder was dark. It was as thick as an index finger, with some special lines faintly visible on it, faintly glowing with red light. The feather arrow was a few inches further down.

"This is the Broken Xuan Arrow." Kong Kong stared at the arrow shaft and said.

"Broken Xuan Arrow?"

"The bows and arrows used by the imperial court to deal with cultivators are engraved with talismans. The bows and arrows are not affected by the cultivators' magical powers and are very lethal to the cultivators." said Kong Kong.

"Pull it out first?"

"This is made of special cold iron. It is extremely hard and difficult..."

With a click, Wu Sheng stretched out his hand and broke the arrow shaft into two pieces.

"Master, what did you just say?"

"Go get something to bandage your abbot's uncle's wound."

"good."

Over there, Wuyou had already brought a small box, and when he opened it, there was dark green ointment inside. Kongkong untied Monk Kongkong's monk's robe, half of his body was stained with blood. Wusheng brought a clean cloth over, and found that the abbot's body was as thin as firewood.

, almost skin and bones.

"Brother, please bear with me, I'm going to pull out the arrow."

"Yeah." Abbot Kongkong nodded.

Kong Kong fiercely pulled out the broken arrow from his shoulder, and blood spattered out. Wu Nui on the side immediately blocked the wound with the prepared cotton cloth, and then quickly wiped the wound for Monk Kong Kong, while Kong Kong spread the ointment evenly.
Chapter completed!