Chapter: 2402

Good guy, not only are the disciples showing their holiness, but even half-immortals are here. Whose sect is this Fa Ci sect?

I became more and more curious, and at the same time, I became more and more certain that this half-immortal-level god and Buddha in front of me was not the source of my sense of danger.

Although he pretended his strength in front of me, his real background is only a half-immortal, and the strength of only a half-immortal can't even pose a threat to me today, let alone make me feel that sense of crisis.

"Abbot! This secret method is a family secret, and it cannot be learned overnight. Please be merciful to the abbot!"

Immediately afterwards, I begged for mercy loudly.

But Monk Wuming continued to use the sacred energy machine in his hand to approach my physical body. These mortal power breaths are like several blades, and the sharp breath affects my physical body all the time.

Of course, the influence belongs to the influence, and the power breath at the level of the holy qi machine still cannot threaten me.

"yes?"

The old monk Wuming uttered two words inexplicably, and then he looked at me up and down, as if he had noticed something, and said lightly: "Little friend, you seem to be a bit like a person..."

Hearing this, my heart tightened.

Could it be that he recognized me?

This may not be impossible, after all, when I was in the Yanxia metaphysics world, or in the ancient land, there was too much commotion, especially for Buddhism, almost as long as the Buddhist monks with higher strength knew me, Chen Nian character.

But right now I don't want this old monk to recognize me, because I haven't determined who the owner of that dangerous aura is.

It is extremely detrimental to me to be the first to expose my identity.

Thinking about it, I immediately said aloud: "The abbot knows me? Hehe, someone did say that I look similar to a person back then."

"Who?"

The old monk Wuming asked back.

I said directly: "Chen, Nian!"

Now, it's too late to hide or change his appearance any more, and the only way to conceal his identity is to speak out voluntarily!

"Who!"

The old monk's eyes suddenly brightened, and he asked again, but his voice was a little bit colder!

"That Chen Nian back then! The Lucun Chen Nian who seemed to ascend to immortality in the end!"

I speak out again.

Instead of letting the old monk think of me, why don't I take the initiative to mention it, so that it is possible to take the opportunity to separate the relationship.

Because of my long experience in the upper realm, my appearance has actually changed a bit. It has become less gentle and more firm. At the same time, my facial features have become more refined. Speaking of which, the changes from many years ago are not small. If it weren't for someone who is extremely familiar with me, it shouldn't be possible to distinguish such subtleties.

The old monk in front of me, I had never heard of it before, let alone seen it. I think it should be a monk who lived in seclusion somewhere in the mortal world. I reckoned that he should have heard of my name, but he has never seen it. myself.

"It really looks like him!"

The old monk suddenly grabbed my wrist and said sharply.

I gave a wry smile and said, "It's really too similar. Because of this appearance, this junior has also encountered a lot of troubles. After all, my family and I are not strong, and we only have a little bit of contact with the metaphysics world. An extraordinary existence, but there are many enemies."

The old monk Wuming stared at me closely. This old monk was very cautious, and he was not fooled by me with a few words. He not only looked at me with his eyes, but also quietly used the Buddha power in his body!

I felt the familiar breath of Buddha power, even... the breath of Buddha soul!

But his strength is still not up to par, even if he uses the power beyond this world, he still can't find my clues.

"Listen to me, Master Fa Cimen, you are friends with the Tantric School? The one from back then also had a close relationship with the Tantric School."

The old monk said slowly.

I was silent for a while. As the saying goes, a lie needs countless lies to cover up, and I am experiencing this situation right now.

But I quickly thought of the words, and I said: "That's right, this junior does have some relationship with Tantric Buddhism. To be precise, my father has some relationship with the Tantric Suzerain Master Shenzang. Master Shenzang was still in Yanxia Lingyin Temple back then." At that time, I had some connections with my father, and I came to Tibet this time because my father instructed me to take something, it is said that it is the treasure of the Holy Realm, a first-sacred energy machine!"

Just after I said this sentence, the old monk's expression froze slightly!

Then, his voice was a bit weird, and he said, "Will Shenzang give you the Xianshengqi machine in his hand?"

I nodded and said: "Yes, my father has a good relationship with Master Shenzang. Although there are no masters who manifest the holy realm in the younger generation's family, Master Shenzang said that he will take a ray of sacred energy to the younger generation's family as a treasure." The treasure of the town."

Monk Wuming nodded, he seemed to believe my words.

Especially when I heard about the secret of Shenzang in Yanxia Lingyin Temple that few people knew.

This can be regarded as something that is rarely known in mortal Buddhism, and even in the entire metaphysical world, and the first time I met Shenzang was in Lingyin Temple many years ago.

"I understand, you have a good rest. My Facimen is not a crooked sect that kills innocent people indiscriminately. Although our sect has some grievances with Tantra, it does not force it on others. However, you broke into my forbidden area before without permission. If you pay the price, we will release you after we find Liu Ren, or after you help us find Liu Ren."

Monk Wuming took a deep look at me and said aloud.

I agreed, and immediately thanked him excitedly.

Then, the god Buddha, who appeared to be in the peak state of holiness on the surface, but actually possessed the strength of a half-immortal, turned and left.

After he left, my face gradually became serious.

Did he really let me go as he said at the end?

I don't think so!

Although I can't find any loopholes in what I just said, it may not be able to completely convince this old monk who seems to be extremely astute.

While raising my vigilance in my heart, I was thinking about this other matter.

Why does this old monk hide his strength?

The strength of the half-immortal level is located in the lower realm. Although it does not conform to the rules, there is no need to hide it. In other words, the half-immortal-level gods and Buddhas in the Buddhist world and the half-immortal-level gods in the fairy court are powerful. The rules of the world are different?

After thinking about it for a while, I continued to stay in this room patiently.

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