The Monk

Chapter 251 The Red Lord

Before I drank it, I could feel the spiritual energy beating in the cup. I guessed that the magic medicine fairy grass might have been added to the wine. After drinking it, I realized that it was not some magic grass added. It was brewed with the magic grass and fruit. There was magic grass but no elixir. Using it to make wine is a typical waste of things. Even someone with a status like Venerable Ping was surprised.

Zhang Tianfang muttered to Bu Kong: "Put that thing away." There was a large alms bowl hanging in the air above the heads of the four people. Bu Kong disagreed: "It's better to be careful." "Get it down quickly!" Zhang Tianfang said angrily, He hated things like alms bowls very much. Zhang was afraid that he would know what was going on, so he tried to persuade Fu Kong: "Put it away first."

Although Fukong felt strange, he did not go against their wishes. He put away the alms bowl and asked curiously: "What's wrong?" Zhang was afraid and said: "Nothing." He felt a little pity for Zhang Tianfang in his heart. He didn't say his identity as an orphan. He survived and grew up in the Demon-Conquering Bowl, and all the ghost friends he knew around him were devoured and eliminated one after another, just to allow him to thrive.

Zhang Tianfang glared at Fu Kong and said, "Don't bother me." He grabbed the bottle and drank.

Speaking of which, the four people in Zhang Ai were all poor, they were all orphans. Fu Kong can also be understood as having a relationship with Buddha and growing up under the guidance of his master; Fang Jian is a typical unlucky guy who is bullied, and Zhang Tianfang is a typical No one loves him, and Zhang is afraid that he is a typical loser. However, it was only by chance that he met the God-Destroying Snake that changed his life. Therefore, these three lay people are very sensitive to other people's attitudes.

Fu Kong understood the temperament of these three people, and knew that they grew up in different environments and had different ideas, so he was not angry. However, Xiang Kong couldn't see it and asked loudly: "Why don't you know the good guys?"

Zhang Tianfang didn't want anyone to be more arrogant than him, so he simply ignored Xiang Kong's question and treated himself as if he didn't exist.

There were eleven people left by the lake. Except for Shu Sheng who was a little embarrassed to come over, the other ten people were happy to sit together. This night was spent between asking and not asking, answering and not answering. When the sky was bright and the lake was illuminated by the sun, it was clear, transparent and sparkling.

The night passed very peacefully. The dragon subduing pile lay flat on the water, motionless as if embedded in it, always on guard against incoming ice crystals. But Bing Jing didn't know where he ran and didn't bother anyone.

A treasure appears in the wild, and countless people are attracted by it. At daybreak, three cultivators flew in one after another. When they saw Zhang Wen and others staying on the shore, some of them didn't understand what they were doing and why they didn't enter the lake to seize the treasure. However, this doubt did not affect their actions. They flew to the lake to search for traces of treasures, and they were very careful with each other.

Someone came to harass Bing Jing again. Zhang Wen and others looked at each other, and then released their alms bowls and protected the four of them as they flew to the center of the lake to watch the fun. Shu Sheng was much more honest and followed far behind. He stood at the farthest and highest position, fearing that the city gate would catch fire and damage Chi Yu. However, Venerable Ping landed on the dragon-subduing stake and urged it to enter the center of the lake.

The lake is hundreds of miles wide, and you can't see everything even if you look far into the distance. When I came to the middle of the lake, I found a monk meditating in the sky. He had red hair and was tall. A hundred meters away, standing in three directions, were the three cultivators I had seen earlier, an old man, a middle-aged man, and a bald man.

The old man held a compass in his hand, and a beating red dot on the compass pointed at the red-haired man. The middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back, looking elegant, elegant and chic. There is a little mouse lying in the bald man's hand, with two scarlet eyes staring at the lake below the red-haired man.

Venerable Ping floated over in the shape of a descending dragon. When he saw the red-haired man, he was surprised: "Old Chi?" Then he smiled and said: "Your ability to hide spiritual energy is getting better and better, and I can't even detect it." The red-haired man was startled when he saw Venerable Ping, stood up and asked, "Why are you here?"

Venerable Ping said: "Why can't I come?" He looked at the feet of the red-haired man and said meaningfully: "Did you trap it?" The strength of ice crystals is terrifying. If the big man can trap ice crystals, then he must re-understand this people.

Lao Chi told the truth, shook his head and said: "No, it was here when I came." He then asked Venerable Ping: "Do you know what is under the water?" Venerable Ping nodded: "It should be the same as you thought. "Lao Chi said firmly, "I want it!" Venerable Ping said softly, expressionlessly, "I want it too."

A middle-aged man a hundred meters away heard the two talking and interjected: "Senior, are you the Chi Zun?" His words and gestures were very respectful.

Lao Chi looked back at him: "From Longhu Hall? Long Xiu or Hu Xiu?"

The middle-aged man replied: "I have seen Master Chi in the Long Qianjun." There are only two monks in the Longhu Hall on Longhu Mountain. They have great magical power and ruthless attacks. It is difficult for ordinary people to see his face.

Venerable Chi chuckled: "You are too blind. You only saw me, Lao Chi, but not Venerable Ping."

Long Qianjun was very surprised when his identity was revealed at a glance. Hearing that the two people in front of him were both Venerables, his expression changed. He saw Venerable Ping lowering the dragon stake at his feet and said respectfully: "This junior has poor eyesight and does not know Ping. Your Majesty has a golden face, please don’t blame me.”

The eighteen venerables in the Shiwan Mountain never interacted with each other and each took care of his own world. Unexpectedly, a small Yong'an Lake could attract two venerables to appear at the same time. How could it not be surprising?

Venerable Ping waved his hand slightly, without even saying a word. He changed his approachable appearance yesterday and became cold and solemn, appearing tall and inaccessible, which actually highlighted his status as a distinguished person. What's more, with his cultivation strength, there are not many people in the entire Longhu Mountain who can catch his eye. Obviously Long Qianjun is not among them, so naturally there is no need to look good on him.

Chi Zun asked Long Qianjun playfully: "You came alone?"

Long Qianjun's face turned red and he replied: "Exactly." His identity was different from others. He got the treasure information but did not report it to the mountain gate, which showed his selfishness.

Lord Chi smiled lightly and ignored him. Instead, he looked up at the sky: "Those guys fly so high and are not afraid of falling to death? Are those five disciples of the old monster from Yunwu Peak?" He was talking about Zhang Afraid, Xiang Kong and others. .

Venerable Ping said: "It's them."

Lord Chi lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then asked, "What are you going to do?"

Venerable Ping did not answer directly, but said with a hint of self-deprecation: "It's useless what you think, it's what it does to you."

Lord Chi's expression froze: "So powerful?"

Venerable Ping smiled enigmatically: "You'll know just by looking at it."

Two sages appeared on the small lake, and the middle-aged man was so shocked that he did not dare to move rashly. The old man and the bald man had obviously heard of the Venerable, and they each cautiously stepped back a hundred meters.

As soon as they took action, Lord Chi asked the old man: "Fix the astrolabe?"

The old man hesitated for a moment before he dared to tell lies, and replied: "Yes."

"I heard that this thing is related to the Bone Forest. Can it be used to hunt for treasure?" Red Lord knew a lot of things.

The old man didn't know what Chi Zun meant by his question. Could it be that he was being voyeuristic? He put away his astrolabe and said nothing.

Master Chi was indeed coveting it, but Master Ping was present, and his identity was known to the juniors. He was embarrassed to take it by force, so he tilted his head and asked the bald man: "What is in your hand?"