At this time, Han Sanqian transformed into a figure, and in the next second, he appeared in a bamboo forest on the outskirts of the city.

The bamboo forest is deep, the breeze blows, and the leaves fall.

In the air above the head, the sound of Buddha's voice is still floating.

Not far from the bamboo forest, an old monk was standing there in a red cassock, apparently he had been waiting for a long time!

Beside him, stood a young monk, about ten years old, who was extremely well-behaved, with a cuteness on his immature face, and the innocence of a child in his innocent eyes.

Seeing Han Sanqian, the old monk bowed slightly: "Amitabha, so good!"

Han Sanqian also saluted slightly.

"Sure enough, Master Han never let me down, and he followed me."

As soon as the words fell, the old monk turned and walked forward, followed by Han Sanqian.

A group of three people walked through the bamboo forest like this, and walked into the deep mountains in the distance.

The more you walk in, the thicker the black energy, not to mention the superhuman consciousness of a master like Han Sanqian, even ordinary people can detect that the incomparably sinister devilish energy is getting heavier, and it even makes people feel chilly and chilly. The wind enters the marrow.

Even the blue sky above the head is covered with overcast clouds at this time, and even if there is no shelter from the bamboo forest, the eyes are still extremely dark.

"These are the demonic energy of the night devil." The old monk said slightly.

"Didn't I hear that Night Demon is invincible only in dreams at night, but he is very weak during the day?" Han Sanqian frowned.

"Who told you?" the old monk wondered slightly.

Han Sanqian didn't speak anymore. The situation was obviously told by the magic dragon. Before, it was because he believed in the magic dragon, so naturally he didn't need to say more, but now, the magic dragon and the night demon are together, so the natural words are not credible .

"Dragon's nature is born to be promiscuous, and promiscuous is chaotic. Although not all dragons are like this, most of them are far more than small numbers. The so-called country is easy to change, but nature is hard to change. Han Shizhu, don't trust their words." The old monk said softly.

"I see." Han Sanqian nodded.

"God!"

"Master, Heaven is here."

"Give the Meditation Pearl to Master Han." The old monk said softly.

"Ah?" The little monk was taken aback for a moment, glanced at Han Sanqian quietly, and whispered: "Master, the Meditation Bead is the secret treasure of our temple, not to mention outsiders, even if they are people in the temple, it is absolutely impossible for them to be the head of the temple." You can't touch the Meditation Bead, you..."

"Tian'er, the so-called rules are established for human beings, and the purpose is to make things convenient and convenient. But if the rules hinder these, its meaning will no longer exist."

Hearing this, the little monk nodded, took out a small golden bead from his bosom, and handed it to Han Sanqian.

It can be seen that although this small earth-colored bead is full of gold, there is a faint shimmer in it, which is absolutely extraordinary at first glance.

"The meditation beads of my temple can seek good luck and avoid harm, and fix the mind. Therefore, ten thousand demons can't invade it, and a thousand evils can't harm it. If you carry it on your body, these demonic energy will be reduced a lot, and the influence on you will be natural. It's better." After the young monk finished handing in, he followed the old monk and said to Han Sanqian without looking back.

Han Sanqian looked at his eyes and said: "Master, although Sanqian is not a super expert, at least he has the ability to protect himself. Although the magic energy here is extremely heavy, it doesn't really affect me much. You should take it away." Give it to those in need."

After finishing speaking, Han Sanqian handed over the beads and wanted to return them.

The old monk didn't even stretch out his hand, and smiled lightly: "I know that the most suitable things should be used by the most suitable people. Although you are superior, Han Shizhu, the old monk knows this, but the night demon is also extraordinary. The thing is an ancient demon with superb methods and extremely evil energy. The monks in my temple are not afraid of it. At best, it is only a death, but it is considered a merit."

"But for you, Master Han, if you are disturbed by the demonic energy of the night demon, it is very likely that the demonic blood in your body will undergo an inconceivable and inestimable reversal. With the power of magic, how can the monks in our temple be opponents?" JrNovels.com