Void Transformation

Watching Luo Guhong leave, Xiaofeng slowly turned around and looked at the four shocking corpses in the room. After half a breath, he finally sighed and said faintly:

"rest in peace."

When the voice fell, Xiao Feng turned around at the same time, but when he turned around, he waved his right robe sleeve, threw four Yinhuo array plates towards the house, and then walked towards the door of the abandoned house.

The two monks who had obeyed orders and stood outside the gate of the abandoned house with big eyes and small eyes, now their faces are even more puzzled. Because they all found that after Luo Guhong walked out of the abandoned house, his expression changed significantly from before.

Although it cannot be said to be dignified, it always gives people the illusion of worrying. Little monk stared at her for a long time, but did not see the black robe Xiaofeng coming back, thinking of a possibility in his heart, and immediately asked softly:

"What about the senior?"

"what?"

Luo Guhong whispered when he heard the words, but he seemed to be frightened. It was just this scare, but it seemed to pull her back from the weird state before. Seeing this, little monk became more suspicious of own guessing, and thought to himself:

"Could it be that what happened to that person and can't come back?"

"Ahem..."

However, just when he was about to speak and persuade Luo Guhong several times, he suddenly heard a soft cough coming from the abandoned house. Little monk immediately raised his head, but saw the figure of Xiaofeng in the black robe, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

It's just that he is not because he is happy that Xiaofeng is safe, but because he knows that Xiaofeng and Luo Guhong must have a close relationship, and Luo Guhong is the highest martial arts in his group. If the latter is because of his state of mind If there is any disorder, there will be no protection for myself and my senior brother.

"Senior, inside..."

"You still don't know."

Before Little Monk could finish speaking, Xiao Feng had already spoken, but if his words fell in the ears of a child who was as old as Little Monk in nature and appearance, it would surely arouse stronger curiosity on the other side.

It's just that he knows that this little monk is not very human. Maybe he can guess something with his own mind by saying this, which saves trouble.

As for the four monks, Xiao Feng already had a guess in his heart, I'm afraid it was the brothers who were left behind by the fat monk. But I don't know who is so vicious, who wants to treat the four monks in this way.

At the same time, he was even more puzzled about what secrets was in little monk's body that allowed the four monks to do such a thing.

And hearing what Xiaofeng said, little monk's complexion immediately changed twice, but the fat monk on the side understood this change of his look as a curiosity in his heart, so as not to annoy the senior because of his curiosity. The monk immediately stepped forward and began to talk to him.

After Xiaofeng finished speaking, he finally turned his gaze to Luo Guhong, and the eyes of the two were facing each other, but the latter's eyes were slightly dodging.

Xiaofeng saw that Luo Guhong's expression was strange, but he didn't realize that it was related to him. When he was about to transmit information to inquire, he unexpectedly heard Luo Guhong and said something that made his painstaking efforts in vain:

"Dage, what are you going to do with the corpses of the four monks?"

"what?!"

Using Buddhist metaphors on the side, the fat monk who taught little monk monks to be safe when things happen, now his look has changed drastically after hearing this, and he whispered, then he was about to rush into the abandoned house. But just as he was about to enter the abandoned house, Xiaofeng's answer to Luo Guhong also sounded:

"The four monks are all empty, naturally... they are cremated."

The three words entered the ear, and the fat monk's footsteps suddenly stagnated, but it was not because of Xiaofeng's words that there was something wrong, but because he saw the abandoned house, and suddenly four pillars of fire rose into the sky. Although it was only a short time, it was clear. visible.

After the four pillars of fire appeared, they spun at an extremely fast speed, and finally returned to the center and dissipated. But at The next moment after it dissipated, a flame suddenly rose from the abandoned house, spreading rapidly like a spark of a prairie fire.

The fat monk saw the fire intensified, not to mention that there was no water source around at this time. Even with his own power, he could not stop the fire from spreading. But standing in place at the moment, he seemed to project all the dissatisfaction in his heart on the arsonist, and said three loudly:

"you you you!"

The three-character square fell, seeing the black robe Xiaofeng unmoved, his face was still calm, and the fat monk felt nameless in his heart, so he stretched out his hand to grab his robe sleeve. But at this moment, a Buddha's horn resounded in his ears, making the sacred platform instantly clear and bright:

"Brother, people cannot be resurrected from the dead, but the living are more important. What's more, the four seniors mentioned by senior may not necessarily be the five seniors."

Between the little monk's mouth, there was no change in the whole body's breath, nor did it turn to Internal Energy. But his words, like a Buddha's horn just now, entered the fat monk's heart without hindrance.

And the fat monk's angry mood slowly receded at this time, but just before the anger faded away, he repeated two sentences in a hurry:

"Yes! Five seniors, five seniors!"

When little monk saw this, there was a touch of joy on his face, but then a look of fatigue appeared on his face, and his figure became shaky. But at this time, it seemed as if he had raised his spirits, and he whispered softly:

"Yes, it's five seniors, not four, so..."

"So it's not them!"

The fat monk suddenly said loudly, but then little monk hadn't finished speaking, but when he said this, and his expression returned to the original state, he saw little monk fall to the ground and exclaimed in exclamation. :

"Junior Brother!"

"He's okay, just consumes too much."

At this moment, Xiaofeng's voice sounded from the side, but he was already sitting on the floor, with a guqin on his knees and pressing his hands on the strings.

The fat monk just now was calm and unstable. With Xiaofeng's disposition, he would naturally not have the same knowledge as him, but when little monk spoke, it attracted his attention. Although he didn't feel any Internal Energy or breath wandering from little monk, he felt a touch of familiarity.

It's not so much familiarity, it's better to have a deep experience, because little monk's just a few short sentences, including the Buddha's name, are similar to the one he is best at. It is to use consciousness and mental energy to use it when the opponent's mind is unstable, and guide the opponent to generate new cognition.

After the little monk succeeded, he fell to the ground exhausted, even more so that he was in the same situation when he first tried this method. Therefore, Xiaofeng can almost conclude that this little monk must possess consciousness, but the power of consciousness should not be strong.

"Zheng..."

Playing the piano with both hands, the sound of the piano rang, Xiaofeng noticed that everyone's mood was not as usual at this time, and he was too lazy to explain one by one, so he used this relatively simple and rude method. It was the uncle who used himself as the many disciples of Shujian Villa, but he was the only Master Shujian Villa Secret Technique, Taisu Qingyin Art.

Oulu forgets the machine, forgets the sorrow of the song, and under the control of the consciousness and Mental Energy, even those who don't understand the music of the piano can still feel the artistic conception of the piano. When Xiaofeng played, he cleverly controlled consciousness to bless the sound of the piano, which was directly infused into the depths of the three people's minds.

Luo Guhong, who was on the side, was a little puzzled at first why Xiaofeng suddenly stroking the piano, but now she was sitting quietly on the ground, her eyes slightly closed, and a smile gradually appeared on her face.

It’s just that no one else would know that the smile on Luo Guhong’s face at this moment is basically because she appreciates the music, but because she noticed that when the sound of the piano came into her mind, the speed of True Qi in her body was running 40% faster. more than.

I can’t help thinking to myself, if I can have this piano sound as my partner when I practice qigong in the future, wouldn’t it be that my own cultivation speed will surpass those of the younger generation, and I will see the little Taoist priest of Longhushan by then, maybe He can win it within 30 strokes.

I don't know how long it took, Luo Guhong suddenly opened his eyes, but he was full of vitality. When he turned his head to look at Xiaofeng, his eyes were no longer as strange as he was when he looked at him in the abandoned house. At the same time, he said:

"You played well, why did you stop?"

When the voice fell, Xiaofeng's hand flashed with a white light, and the guqin disappeared. In Luo Guhong's disappointed eyes, Xiaofeng finally got up slowly, but his feet staggered a little. Upon seeing this, Luo Guhong laughed out loud and said loudly:

"Hahahaha, how old are you, Dage, and can't stand steady after sitting for a while?"

It's just that she smiled back, but didn't forget to extend a helping hand, but Xiaofeng saw her stretch out her hand, but didn't go to it. After half a breath, she stood firm, and then smiled helplessly on her face, pointing to the top and said:

"Hongdi, haven't you noticed something wrong?"

As if he heard the sound, the fat monk woke up immediately, but he stretched his waist and almost knocked down the little wind that had just stood firm, without a trace of a monk. But after he opened his eyes, he realized the own problem, and immediately withdrew a few steps and announced the Buddha's name.

"Ah? How come so long has passed?"

Luo Guhong was originally looking up at the sky, but for a moment he didn't realize what was wrong with the pitch-black sky, but at this time, the fat monk urn's voice gave her a wake-up call. Only then did she realize that it was already night, but the reaction was bigger than that of the fat monk.

"This...what about us...you..."

Before Luo Guhong looked like he was voicing, Xiaofeng smiled helplessly, but waved in the direction of the abandoned house behind them, and whispered:

"Fate, they finally woke up, are you ready over there?"

As soon as the door of the abandoned house squeaked open, the fragrance immediately smelled, and a little monk was walking towards the three with a bunch of leaves. But when he spoke, he shouted the title of Xiaofeng, but everyone was stunned:

"Mr. Hui, the meal is ready."

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