I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

Xia Yangchi had already woke up and sat up, his expression was still not so good-looking, and it was quite different from the previous active spirit, but it was not so ugly, at least there was light in his eyes, and some spirit was restored.

"How is it, is it better?"

Lin Meng stood up and walked to Xia Yangchi's side and asked, Xia Yangchi nodded.

"It's better. Although we still feel a little uncomfortable, we still have a long way to go. How can we be decadent? Only by cheering up can one day make some contributions to the sect."

Xia Yangchi also got up and stood up, took a little tousled hair and said to Lin Meng:

"Junior Brother Anyang, let's get on the road. We have lost a lot of time today, so we have to speed up the schedule."

Lin Meng nodded, walked to the little monk without Zen who was still lying in front of the stone Buddha, basking in the sun and closing his eyes, and kicked and said:

"You are up, you lazy monk, don't you want to go on the road with us."

"Oh, here comes, the donor is really irritable."

The little monk didn't hide, but smiled and got up to make fun of Lin Meng, and Xia Yangchi murmured.

"This monk is obviously almost fifty years old, so how can he be as unconformable as a child."

The little monk Wuchan caught Xia Yangchi's self-talk with a move of his ears. He turned to him and recited the Buddha's name with his hands together, and said with a smile.

"Little monk, this is the state of mind of the young man with the heart of the innocent child, a good thing that many people can't ask for."

"Strong words, unreasonable, passionate."

Xia Yangchi murmured twice again and turned his head to avoid looking at the little monk of Wuchan. He took the lead out of the temple gate, and then Lin Meng and Wuchan looked at each other and followed.

The three of them walked out of the ruined temple and arrived on the small road. Xia Yangchi turned his head and said to Wuchan:

"Monk, you are not so good at light work and can travel from the sky. Anyway, you are going to the City of Ten Thousand Buddhas. Why don't you take the two of us and fly, and you will be able to arrive within three days at your speed."

Wu Chan heard this and said with a surprised expression:

"This donor is really shameless!"

Xia Yangchi was taken aback, then stared at Wu Chan and asked:

"Why am I shameless?"

Wu Chan sighed, shook his head and said:

"Oh, it takes a lot of internal strength for Yukong to fly. Last night, the little monk took you to the Sword Sect of Five Sacred Mountains and had a tiring back and neck pain.

You want the little monk to take you all the way to the City of Ten Thousand Buddhas. You two are relaxed all the way, but the little monk is going to be exhausted!"

"This……"

Xia Yangchi coughed awkwardly and stopped talking when he heard the speech.But Lin Meng sneered. In his opinion, based on the cultivation base of this little monk, it is not to say that it was a round trip from here to the Sword Sect of Five Mountains.Even if Yukong galloped for a whole day and night, it was harmless. This monk was deliberately joking and shitting, maybe he had any plans.

"Also, even if the little monk can take two donors to fly in the air, will the two donors dare to come?"

Wuzen folded his hands together and said with a smile.

"Why not dare?"

Xia Yangchi frowned and asked:

"If you can take us to the city of Ten Thousand Buddhas as soon as possible, we would naturally dare to let you fly with you. Could it be possible that you would still abduct us into the wolf den or tiger den?"

"Hey, it's not that the little monk is boasting, the little monk has many enemies!"

Wu Chan stepped forward, taking the lead and talking while walking, Lin Meng and Xia Yangchi followed behind.

"You monk, a monk, what enemies do you have? Could it be that you were a lay disciple that you forged?"

Xia Yangchi unhurriedly followed behind and continued to ask.

"You have seen the donor today. The little monk is a meat-eating monk. He has life in his hands and naturally has many enemies."

Wu Chan turned his head slightly and glanced at Xia Yangchi and Lin Meng behind him.

"Broken monk?"

Xia Yangchi frowned.

"A wild monk who doesn't abide by the rules and disciplines like you can still be accepted as a disciple by the contemporary Xuantian master Xinyou who is known as the number one Buddhist philosophy in the world? Are you lying to us?"

"Here, go on!"

Without turning his head, he threw something to the back, and Xia Yangchi reached out and grabbed it.

It is a purple sandalwood token, and it exudes bursts of fragrance. I think it is the result of long-term influence by various incense.

On the back of the token is a Buddha city, with the word Xinyou on the front, which is the same as the stone carving left by Master Xinyou in the Jinwu Sword Immortal Inheritance Cave!

"Really a token of Master Xinyou! You are still his disciple!"

Xia Yangchi looked at it and exclaimed.

"Of course, the little monk said a long time ago that monks don’t talk, even if they are broken monks, they are also monks, hehe!"

Wu Chan turned his head and smiled twice, grabbed his palm, and took the token from Xia Yangchi's hand back into his arms with his internal strength.

"Tsk tusk, I really didn't expect that the dignified generation of Xuantian masters, the world's number one Buddhist master Xinyou will actually accept a breaking monk as a disciple."

Lin Meng ridiculed his mouth, Wu Chan shrugged and said idly:

"Who knows, maybe it is the master who is showing compassion to the old man."

Lin Meng was noncommittal. He could feel that the reason why Master Xinyou accepted Wuchan as a disciple should be related to Wuchan's talent and his demons.

But the monk kept avoiding his demons and refused to say more than a word. Even if he was curious, Lin Meng couldn't ask too much.

"Anyway, you also know that the little monk has many enemies, and the little monk has a cultivation base of a thousand miles, so the little monk's enemy will not be inferior to this realm.

If you want to be intercepted and chased by the gods all the way, the little monk can reluctantly take you to the City of Ten Thousand Buddhas."

Wu Chan had said it, and paused in the middle of the talk, then grinned and said in a malicious tone:

"It's just that the little monk has been in the rivers and lakes for so long, and he still has some confidence in his own body style, and he will naturally be able to run away by then.

I just don't know if the two donors will have the luck to escape under the chase and interception of a group of gods.

If it can't, then the little monk will have to find a place where no one is there, recite a rebirth mantra for the two benefactors, and burn some paper money to save money."

Xia Yangchi trembled when she saw Wuchan's smile as if she saw a ghost.A group of celestial beings besieged, this is something he didn't dare to think about. Don't say that his body is weak and his cultivation base has fallen. Even if he is a celestial being, he will be a dead word back and forth, and it will drag Junior Anyang.

And Lin Meng also considered it. He originally wanted Wu Chan to take the two of them to Yukong to save some time, but now the other party's words made him understand that he was negligent.

As one of the eleven thieves of the sixteen all-sex thieves in the past, if the whereabouts of the eleven thieves are revealed, they will surely attract criminals who are greedy for the secrets they have learned. In addition, it is indeed notorious for many enemies. .

If you really want to run into a group of celestial beings chasing and killing them, and expose yourself to some ability to run away even if you can't beat them, Junior Brother Yangchi would have to wait to die.

At this time, Lin Meng and Xia Yangchi seemed to have a tacit understanding in their hearts to consider each other's safety.