With a bang, the two Baiqisi internal guards were shot away, and the roof of the temple was blown off.

Suddenly there were flashes of swords and shadows, and fire dragons roared. In a matter of seconds, the entire temple was reduced to rubble.

After a fight, in the open space in front of the temple, the bluestone shattered, the thick Bodhi tree fell over, and the soil under the tree was filled with bones.

The cannibal monk stood in the courtyard,

One arm was cut off, the other was burned to ashes, a long gash was cut in the abdomen, and the intestines flowed out.

His right leg was missing below the knee, and bone stubble could be seen. Only half of his head was left, and the wound was flush. It looked like it had been cut off by a sword.

It was such a person who was actually still standing, without falling down. He was standing on his only remaining left leg.

In order to kill this man-eating monk, two of the internal guards of Baiqisi died, and two of the worshipers of Tianfeng Pavilion were seriously injured.

The rest of the people don't look good.

This is just the first battle, not that person yet.

God knows how many such monks there are in Qinchuan?

How many more people must die before they find that person?

In this way, Golden Wings will hover over Qinchuan every day, bringing them news.

These people also entered the mountains every day. In three days, they successively explored the eleven monks in Qinchuan and fought with six of them.

Although these six monks were eventually killed by them, they also paid a heavy price.

One was a first-level master, and two second-level masters died in the mountains forever.

And the person they are looking for has not yet been found.

The weather in winter is getting colder and colder,

This kind of weather is of course nothing to these Hugh monks, but it is somewhat similar to their mood.

They were tired and their hearts were a little cold.

At the bottom of the mountain, in a wooden house, there was a bonfire, two masters and a disciple.

"Master, when will we go back?" the disciple asked softly.

"Go back, where?"

"Back on the mountain, I miss that old tree." The disciple looked out the window.

"Senior brother often mentions it to me."

His senior brother is gone and died in a battle yesterday.

Beside the campfire, the master stared at the dancing flames.

"Want to go back?"

"I think." The disciple raised his head and stared at his master, nodding vigorously.

"Come on, only our master and apprentice know about this."

"Disciple understands."

In the mountains, the cold wind seems to be slightly lighter than outside the mountains, but the weather is also quite cold.

In such weather, a man wearing a torn cotton coat and a hatchet in his waist went into the mountains.

He has been in the mountains for five or six days and is exhausted. He is looking for a fairy grass, which is said to be able to bring people back to life, to treat his seriously ill mother.

Shanluqi District,

Wow, suddenly a strong wind came from the mountain pass. His feet slipped and he rolled down the mountain and passed out.

After a while, a lion-like spiritual beast appeared in front of him.

When he woke up again, he found that he was lying under a tree, and the tree was actually covered with purple mountain peaches.

"It's winter, how can there be peaches in the mountains?" He thought he was dazzled, so he rubbed his eyes vigorously to confirm that what he saw was true.

"You're awake." A young man wearing a gray robe stood in front of him.

This young man looked ordinary, but in such a cold weather, he was only wearing a thin shirt, and his eyes were clear and deep.

"You, are you the god in the mountain?" The middle-aged man looked at Wang Zhe who was holding a scroll of scriptures in his hand. He thought of the legends he had heard in the village.

There are immortals among the thousands of miles of Qinchuan, who are hundreds of years old but look like graceful young people. They also have supreme magical powers that can crack mountains and crack the earth and bring people back to life.

"Just a mountain monk." Wang Zhe said with a smile.

"What are you doing in the mountains on this cold day?"

"I came here to treat my mother's illness with fairy grass, and asked the gods to save my mother. I'm willing to work like a cow or a horse in return!" The middle-aged man who came back to his senses stood up and knelt down to kowtow to Wang Zhe.

But he found that he couldn't kneel down no matter what.

"How many days have you been walking in the mountains?" Wang Zhe looked at the man's ragged clothes and wounds all over his body. It was obvious that the journey was not easy.

"I walked for more than six days and was almost eaten by wild animals several times." The man said weakly.

"What disease does your mother have?"

"Corpse."

After the man's description, Wang Zhe felt that what he was talking about was tuberculosis.

This disease is difficult to treat in this era, but of course it is not difficult for monks who are proficient in medical skills.

"Thank you for your filial piety. I will give you a pill. You can go down the mountain." Wang Zhe took out a pill for healing wounds and illnesses.

"Laifu, take him home."

Wang Zhe waved his hand, and a breath of air entered his body, dispelling the coldness and fatigue that invaded his body, and also cured the external injuries on his body.

After hearing this, Laifu on the side saw the man's shocked eyes as his figure continued to grow in size, and eventually became more powerful than a lion.

Then he opened his mouth and threw the dazed man on his back.

"Thank you, God!"

After the man said this, he didn't dare to speak anymore. He found that he had already flown up.

The man was lying on the pill tightly and holding Laifu in his arms. He could only hear the wind blowing in his ears. The cold wind was like a knife, and he couldn't open his eyes at all.

Laifu took him down the mountain regardless of the time required. Following the scent left on his body, it took him only half a day to get out of the mountain and outside the mountain, and sent him back to the mountain village.

The people in the village were stunned when they saw the lion-like laifu.

"Monsters, monsters!" They ran away one by one.

Laifu put the man down, but the man was still stunned.

Laifu roared, and then he came back to his senses. He trembled twice, looked around, and found that he had returned to the mountain village.

"This, this..."

Laifu turned around and left. He jumped out of the mountain village and disappeared into the forest twice.
Chapter completed!