Lord, I am such a good person.

Just when the demons and human monks were shouting curses,

The relieved one on this side is still calling to the jade cicada in his hand,

"Old abbot, are you old abbot?"

"Young man, what are you doing?"

A voice suddenly rang in his ears. He turned around in relief and saw that the old monk had appeared on his shoulder at some point. He was still sitting in the familiar posture, with his feet hanging down. He was looking at him with curiosity. Own.

"Uh~"

First he looked at the old monk, then at the jade cicada in his hand, whistled in relief and put it back into his sleeve as if nothing had happened.

"Old abbot, why are you here suddenly?"

"Old monk, I was listening to the Buddha's sermon in my dream, but I seemed to hear your voice in my sleep, so I came out to look for you."

As he spoke, he yawned and continued,

"Oh, I don't know what happened today. It's so noisy outside, as if there are many people at home."

After stretching, the old monk looked sleepy.

After discovering that the three-level [Governor] had run away in fear, he realized that the jade cicada given to him by the old monk seemed to have great power in the Jialan Ghost Temple.

"It seems that when he was alive, the old monk's identity was at least one of the [Four Leaders] and above. So, does this mean that Lord Buddha and I can pretend to be powerful and powerful in this temple?"

Touching his chin, Relief suddenly felt as if he could survive in this Jialan Temple.

"Huh? Young man, why are you here?"

It seemed that the old monk had just woken up a little at this time. After seeing clearly where Shiran was now, he rubbed his eyes vigorously.

"Huh? Is there something wrong with the old abbot? This should be the temple where you are, right?"

"Haha, yes, this is my home, old monk~"

The figure of the old monk on his shoulder suddenly flashed, and then appeared next to Sheng Ran's feet.

There was a joyful smile on his face, and he kept clapping his hands at the same time.

"I used to always want to bring people back to the temple to be guests, but for some reason no one seemed to want to come, so in the end every time I was the only one who came back to sleep dejectedly."

A trace of regret appeared on his face, but then it turned into excitement. As he spoke, the old monk pulled the monk's robe forward and walked forward.

"Let's go, the old monk will take you to the fat cook. Although he has taken the position of [Governor] now, he grew up in the Zhaitang. Sometimes I think the old monk's craftsmanship is better than that of his master [Dianzuo] Much better.

Covering his mouth and snickering, the old monk raised his head and winked at the relieved man. His appearance was clearly no different from that of a child bringing a friend home for the first time.

"Haha, okay! The young monk is looking forward to it very much."

But just when he smiled and nodded in relief, the old monk was suddenly stunned, and then looked down at his hands blankly.

"Huh? No, who is the fat cook? Who is his master? Such a familiar name, but why can't I remember the old monk?"

Originally he was dragging Shiran forward excitedly, but after being stunned for a moment, the old monk squatted on the spot as if he had broken a piece.

Holding his head in his hands, his eyes were full of confusion.

"No, no, why can't I remember anything about the old monk? He is obviously very familiar, he is obviously very familiar."

His expression suddenly became painful, and his originally pale yellow figure continued to become blurry.

"Old abbot?"

He lowered his body and looked relieved at the old monk who kept hitting his head with both hands and called softly,

This soft whisper, like thunder, immediately brought the old monk back to his senses.

"No, Nian, young man, you, please leave quickly!"

His expression suddenly became frightened, and his tone was full of panic. The old monk raised his head and suddenly yelled at Sheran.

"Old abbot, what do you mean?"

But just as the words of relief were spoken,

"Pa~"

The next moment, the figure of the old monk suddenly disappeared.

Only an incoherent word remained in my ears,

"Be careful of him, no, be careful of me, yes, be careful of me!"

………

"Ang~"

The moment the old monk disappeared,

The sound that seemed to come from the depths of the wilderness resounded between heaven and earth again,

Immediately afterwards, a figure that seemed to be a headless black turtle suddenly appeared, and then hit the misty space in the distance.

"Boom~"

In an instant, the whole world seemed to be turned upside down.

The earth trembles, the mountains shake, the sky spins,

The fluorescent light that was originally all over the night sky instantly shifted to the feet, and the endless ghost forest appeared in the sky.

The mana in the body spread rapidly to the soles of the feet, which were firmly attached to the ground. He looked up at the sky below in relief, then raised his head and looked at the ground under his feet.

"No~"

"Be careful~"

At this time, exclamations suddenly came from the distance,

Quickly turn around and look,

I saw several demons and a few Taoist soldiers wearing armor. It seemed that they didn't react immediately, and their whole bodies just fell straight towards the sky below.

"Swish swish~"

Then I saw several iron ropes condensed by mana quickly protruding from the ghost forest above, and then tied up the Tao soldiers like long snakes, almost hanging before they completely fell into the sky. He was able to hang it in an instant;

And the other demons seemed to have no companions at all, or their companions also had the intention of testing, so they did not move at all, and let the demons fall into the sky below.

There seemed to be a strange power between the sky and the earth.

No matter how hard the falling demons tried to use their magic, the speed of their fall did not slow down or stop, but became faster and faster;

As the bodies of these guys passed through the dividing line between heaven and earth,

"Zizi~"

In just a blink of an eye, the flesh and blood of these demons melted away, and even in the end, there was not even a trace of wailing.

"Hiss~"

Watching this scene, Shi Ran couldn't help but take a breath, but before Shi Ran continued to be shocked, he heard a grand and solemn chanting in the field,

"Namo Jienan Aliduo..."

Looking up,

I saw that a grand temple with a lot of incense suddenly appeared in the sky below.

"This, this is the Galan Temple? But hasn't the Galan Temple been in ruins for a long time? How can it be so magnificent?"

When Shi Ran saw the word "Galan" on the gate of the temple for the first time, he realized that the temple he saw below was the Galan Temple where the old monk used to be.

But when he saw the endless stream of pilgrims and believers in the temple, and the group of monks chanting the sutras in a sonorous voice,

For some reason, Shi Ran suddenly thought of the Lotus Temple where he was,

"My goodness, it's really annoying to compare yourself with others. Look at them. What is a wealthy family? This is a wealthy family."

While feeling sour in his heart, Shi Ran sighed,

"But this should be a mirage reflecting the former heyday. After all, the Galan Temple has been buried deep underground for more than 500 years."