The giant dragon was already heartbroken, but when Mengyu temporarily stopped because of Shang Xin's shouting, although it could not understand what Shang Xin was saying, it still looked at Shang Xin with gratitude.

Mengyu temporarily withdrew the evil spirit, which also caused the surrounding environment temperature to suddenly rise and become no longer so cold. She glanced at the giant dragon and said in Southeast Asian language: "Little dragon, I want to ask you

Do you accept it?"

"Serve! It was the little dragon who had no eyesight but did not recognize Taishan and collided with the Great Immortal. I hope the Great Immortal can spare the little dragon's life." The giant dragon said with a trembling voice, as if every word coming out of his mouth was weighing a thousand pounds.

"Well, if I ask you the next question, you must answer it truthfully. If not, I will take your life." Meng Yu's cold and ruthless words slowly sounded in the giant dragon's ears.

The giant dragon was startled again and replied: "Okay..."

Meng Yu slowly fell from the top of the giant dragon's head, then stood with her hands behind her hands and asked coldly: "I ask you for the last time whether there is a physical body named Master Long Po Xi in this cave."

The giant dragon trembled and replied: "The little dragon only knows that there is indeed an Arhat's body in the cave. It was brought back from the depths of this mountain forest decades ago by the little dragon. But is this master called Luang Po Xi Xiao?"

Jiao is not sure either."

Uncle Basong was still translating the conversation between Meng Yu and the giant dragon for Shang Xin. When Shang Xin heard that there was really an Arhat's body in the cave, he was even more ecstatic. He seemed to have seen the Buddhist boy Xiaolan's body.

There was a glimmer of life, but he did not interrupt the conversation between Meng Yu and the giant dragon, but continued to listen quietly.

"As I expected, you are the hundred-year-old python that the believer said. I didn't expect that you have transformed into a dragon in the past few decades, but I still have something unknown." Meng Yu said with a slight frown.

"Excuse me, Great Immortal." At this time, the giant dragon was as obedient as a small insect in front of Meng Yu, but no matter who he was, there was no reason not to bow his head in front of power.

"I noticed that there are many ancient and strange beasts in this mountain forest. How did these believers get here to worship this Arahant Master?" Meng Yu asked doubtfully.

"That's because the master has practiced in this deep mountain for more than a hundred years and has already harmoniously coexisted with the creatures here, and the creatures in the deep mountain also respect this master very much.

If believers come to worship this master, all the creatures here will give the green light to allow these believers to arrive here smoothly, and after worshiping this master, they will also guide these believers out of this deep mountain. If any of them are blind,

If the alien beasts prey on these believers, they will become the common enemy of all living things in the mountains, which is why the incense in an ordinary cave temple is ever-lasting." The giant dragon explained.

Meng Yu nodded and said: "Yes! Then you can take us in to visit the physical body of this Arhat Master."

"This..." The giant python hesitated.

"What? Isn't it possible?" Meng Yu's voice, which had just softened, became cold again.

"No...it's not..." The giant dragon was so frightened that he was afraid that if he accidentally said the wrong thing, he would be killed on the spot by the great immortal in front of him.

At this moment, a loud Buddhist sound sounded: "Amitabha, why does a ghost king want to trouble a little dragon that has just transformed into a dragon?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a rickety figure slowly walked out of the cave. This was a skinny old monk wearing a yellow monk's robe. What is incredible is that this old monk was actually barefoot. Although there were a lot of gravel on the ground

, but everything was as smooth as walking under the feet of this old monk. Needless to say, this man was the Arahant monk among the believers.

Shang Xin was already unspeakably excited when he saw the old monk. He immediately rushed forward and asked, "Are you Master Luang Po Xi?"

The old monk narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Shang Xin with his deep eyes like the stars in the dark night. After a while, he spoke in Chinese language: "Amitabha, there are indeed many believers who call the poor monk this."

Shang Xin was even more excited. He knelt down and said with tears of joy: "Master, please save my Xiao Lan..."

"Xiaolan? This name sounds familiar." The old monk murmured in a low voice.

"Because he is the Buddha boy you made decades ago." Shang Xin immediately reminded him, and then stared at the old monk intently, as if he wanted to see hope in the old monk's face.

The old monk fell into deep thought, as if recalling something. After a while, he spoke

: "So it's him..." Then he looked at Shang Xin and continued to ask: "What's wrong with him?"

"Master, it's like this..." So, how did Shang Xin meet Xiaolan, how did he sign a life contract with Xiaolan, and then Xiaolan couldn't bear it because he took six thousand-year-old meat Buddhas at one time.

A complete account of how he almost exploded and died due to the power of the medicine was given to Master Luang Po Si.

Although Master Luang Po Xi was already an Arahant monk, he was shocked when he heard that Shang Xin had taken six thousand years of meat Buddha at one time. He couldn't help but look at Shang Xin a few more times, and he was even more interested in the young man in front of him.

A little bit of interest arose.

Seeing that Master Long Po Xi was only looking at himself and did not give any helpful suggestions to Xiaolan, Shang Xin asked anxiously: "Master, is there any way to save Xiaolan?"

"There is a way, but you will become an ordinary person from now on, which means your cultivation career will start again." Master Long Po Xi replied.

"As long as Xiaolan can be fine, I'm willing to die even if I die." Shang Xin said immediately.

"In this case, the poor monk can give it a try." Master Long Po Xi said loudly, and then he looked at Meng Yu and said, "But the poor monk must first settle with this female benefactor."

When Shang Xin heard this, he couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart. It seems that this master is still a protector of shortcomings. But this is also easy to understand. After all, his body was brought back by this giant dragon. He and this giant dragon

Jiao has emotions that are difficult for outsiders to describe.

Ke Mengyu was not timid because the master was an Arhat. She responded coldly: "How does the master want to resolve this matter?"

"Amitabha, as long as the female donor apologizes to the little dragon and gives the little dragon some guidance in his cultivation, the poor monk can pretend that this has never happened." Master Luang Po Si replied calmly.

As soon as these words came out, Shang Xin was even more stunned. How could it be possible for Mengyu, who was so proud, to apologize to a giant dragon?

"Haha! Old monk, you must have gone crazy by chanting sutras. Have you ever thought that this incident has nothing to do with me? Moreover, this little dragon was unreasonable." Meng Yu suddenly darkened her face and said coldly.
Chapter completed!