When Zhang Bin came to the temple, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. It was unreasonable to know that the imperial military forces and horses in the large temple had no movement at all.
One side of a captain soldier also carefully asked, "Is there an ambush for the Taoist priest?"
Zhang Bin looked at the closed temple gate faintly like a huge mouth full of fangs.
Immediately drew out the sword and pinched the silver seal. All the officers and men smashed the gate and broke into the temple. It was a swing, let alone a monk without a hair.
"oh? Could these bald donkeys have run away long ago? "
A captain officer said aside
Zhang Bin never broke into several meditation rooms and saw clothes and other Buddhist classics. There were also many Buddhist scriptures in the whole temple. Instead, they disappeared suddenly like monks in the temple.
"Taoist, this saves us trouble."
Zhang Bin frowned and tightened his sword. "General Xu, don’t you think it’s too quiet? Your soldiers won’t be so reasonable."
Only then did the general realize that it was common for opponents to break some pots and pans one by one, but now nothing happened.
"alert"
Beside dozens of QinBing immediately pulled out a long knife eagle gu Wolf as look around.
A layer of gray fog suddenly spread from all directions.
"Everybody close to me"
Zhang Bin’s hands and feet immediately drew a circle on the spot to cover everyone.
Sniff ~
The magic circle persisted for a moment and was broken. Zhang Bin was shocked, saying that it was too high to be an opponent!
Then I will fly away, but it’s a pity that the fog surrounds me, and the mana seems to be out of order, and the yin and yang and the five elements are all disordered, and the Tao is hard to work.
"Taoist, what shall we do?"
A captain left a few people beside him and disappeared next to the fog.
Zhang Bin’s forehead saw that a dark door appeared when Khan was at sea.
A creature with a unicorn head, eyebrows and eyes came out of the door.
Zhang Bin was overjoyed to say "visit grandmaster"
More than a few officers and men also rushed to ask the fairy for help.
Wu Ming ignored it but looked around at the faint fog as if he was afraid to get close.
"I never thought it was a big guy."
If Wu Ming is not mistaken, these fogs are all transformed by this demon. If they spread, they will be even more huge.
Raise my hand and put away Zhang Bin’s several potteries, otherwise I’m afraid I won’t be able to fight for a while. He can’t see through their demon strength.
The first hand made a storm roll, and the wind blew from the mountain and rolled up several vegetation tiles, but it was impossible to disperse the fog.
Then I tried that lightning and real fire could not be damaged.
The fog rolled like laughing at Wu Ming’s overreaching.
The mountain officers and soldiers and monks couldn’t help looking up at the top of the mountain. Sometimes it was windy and sometimes it thundered. What happened
Wu Ming is not sure where this demon is now, and he doesn’t show himself or run away. Is it because he eats too much and can’t run?
He observed that the demon seemed to have a low level of intelligence, and then he took out a jade bottle to Wu Ming to prepare to take it back to the ghost country.
The demon seemed to feel the crisis and then suddenly the fog dispersed to the mountain.
Wu Ming plays it by ear. He shoots several golden flying swords in his eyes, swish and cut into the fog, reaching for a few clouds of gray fog, and the jade bottle will be folded.
It’s the first time I’ve met such monsters, so I can take some back to study them carefully, but the ashes and fog have long since dissipated and the mountains have disappeared.
Wu Ming released Zhang Bin several people to wake them up, and the demon had already left. Most of the monks in Jinyun Temple had been eaten by it before returning to the ghost country of Youdu.
"Thank you, grandmaster"
Zhang Bin was glad that he had come to visit the grandmaster’s old man’s house first, and then he ordered someone to dispatch people from the mountainside to search the Jinyun Temple again.
Then two fires burst into flames and the 200-year-old temple vanished.
Chapter 27 Fog Calculation Wu Ming Qiao Becomes a Buddha
When Wu Ming returned to the real king’s palace, he broke the cork and released the fog.
Although it no longer has that huge scale, I can still feel that this thing is alive.
"Don’t die?"
This immortal is not really immortal, but has great vitality. Although he practices with broken limbs and reborn magical powers, there are still some gaps compared with him.
Wu Ming is becoming more and more curious. What is it?
I threw out a few magic pills, all of which were swallowed up by the fog. Wu Ming personally put his hand into it and suddenly felt that a force seemed to decompose his arm, which was too weak to break his body.
It’s a pity that I didn’t see anything, so I put the fog back into the jade bottle and put it aside.
Then he sat on the throne to communicate with the nether gods for spiritual practice.
There is no concept of day and night in the ghost kingdom like the underworld. Wu Ming’s immersion in the nether world seems to have forgotten for a while.
Youdu of the underworld
Tubo’s huge body is sitting at the foot of the mountain, standing on the six hells and wailing in the evil spirits.
Three gods eyes look into the depths of the nether world can’t help but laugh at.
But many ghosts sound like thunder. I don’t know what’s wrong with Tubo
Now, with the gradual integration of the deep and remote places, Tubo in the underworld is also free. He has to devote himself to the nether world and ordered five ghost commanders to guard the gate of the deep and remote places and forbid others to enter.
Then he snored so loudly that no ghost could sleep in the whole place.
The other side is really Wang Dianzhong.
Seeing that the jade bottle filled with gray fog melted and the fog was revealed, Wu Ming was wrapped and he was unconscious.
A big face without facial features emerged in the fog and then rushed to Wu Ming Tianling.
Just then a ray of golden light emerged from the top of your head.
The smallpox bloomed, and a tree supporting the gods grew out of it. Suddenly, the Buddha’s light bloomed and a figure was sitting on the tree.
"You are so wise that you can corrode my refining multiplier. It seems that you have confused me before."
Wu Ming, the first yuan god, can not be afraid of his wind and thunder. How can there be no wisdom in this world, but there is great power, so that creatures can’t live?
Now it’s really showing its fangs. It seems that it’s your own.
When the fog saw this, it was no longer disguised as a shout, and it rushed to Wu Ming, the first yuan god, who planned to devour the divine tree and stop it from falling. The fog immediately turned into a monk with no facial features. I don’t know who Wu Ming was fighting for.