"Let me tell you what happened first."

Feng Xi raised her palm and signaled everyone to be quiet, then sat on the edge of the bed, looking straight at Wushan.

As Taiyi Zhenxian, the other party is among the top generals of the titled generals in the Demon Slaying Division of the Dananzhou. Now he is seriously injured, which means he has fought with others.

Even he, the Taiyi Zhenxian, fell into a coma. How did a young monk in Nanyang bring him back?

Upon hearing this, three magnificent golden giants appeared in Wushan's mind again. The figure accompanied by the dragon roar and tiger roaring in every move left a deep impression on him.

The Bodhi Sutra is one of the best ways in this world. There are no one who can practice the great sutras.

The man's bold attitude of fighting against two against two, destroying the other two great-grade arhats, made Wushan see what the fourth-grade ranks reached the pinnacle.

He was pressing against the same realm, and his body was filled with an invincible aura.

Wushan was just a coma caused by old injuries caused by the Bodhisattva's remaining power, not amnesia. It is easy to retell the entire process, and even use the power of immortality to reproduce the scene at that time.

But at this moment, he swallowed his throat and fell into silence.

Just before he was unconscious, the familiar voice sounded in his ears reminded him of someone.

What's more important is what the man said.

I can also talk...I can also join the teaching...

"call."

Wushan breathed a sigh of relief and felt trembling all over his body.

If you really guessed correctly, the price you paid to save Mr. Wu’s life was too great, and it was so big that even he could not say anything.

The young man who had always been regarded as a junior, after leaving the Divine Dynasty and tore off the cover, the so-called geniuses of the Three Religions were like a joke in front of them.

What's even more fatal is...

This powerful man who could turn the tide in the great disaster clearly had joined the Demon Slaying Division, which was a blessing from the Divine Dynasty, and was forced to be controlled by the Bodhisattva.

"Who brought me back?" Wushan wanted to confirm again.

Everyone who was anxiously waiting was a little surprised. Feng Xi interrupted everyone's question and whispered: "Nanyang."

As soon as these words came out, Wu Shan's entire face twitched. After a long silence, he said hoarsely: "Where are others? I was too injured and my mind was a little blurred. Let him come over and say it."

After staying in the Demon Slaying Secret for so many years, he knew the urinary nature of this Divine Dynasty more than anyone else.

It’s okay for Mr. Yan and Lord Feng. At least Yang Mingli will never allow a Bodhisattva to protect the Taoist Arhat under the seat of the Bodhisattva to continue to be the title general, and it may even be worse.

"Say whatever you remember."

Yang Mingli was observing Wushan's expression changes from beginning to end. Until now, he slowly stepped forward, obviously realizing the clues.

"Mr. Yang, I really can't remember it."

Wu Shan smiled bitterly, but there was a hint of stubbornness in his eyes.

He knew that this matter was serious. Even if Nanyang was focused on the Divine Dynasty, the Bodhisattva's methods could not be disobedient by ordinary monks.

可是,对方毕竟是为了救自己的性命!

No matter how cheap his life in Wushan is, he cannot do such a thing as selling his life-saving benefactor. Since Dananzhou has been separated, even if he wants to talk about it, he has to close the door and discuss it slowly.

“…”

Yang Mingli narrowed his eyes slightly, and the other titled generals also looked at each other.

The first sentence when Wushan woke up just now didn’t seem to remember nothing. What was he hiding?

At this moment, a cough came from outside the door.

“传南阳.”

The little old man was pale and with his hands in his arms, he stood at the door like this, just like Yan Lanting who was in seclusion and recuperating.

Judging from his depressed spirit, it was obvious that he had received the news that he forced his way through the barrier, which caused his injuries to continue to heal and to be severe.

Seeing him coming, Yang Mingli frowned and moved his eyes to the side.

Even though he was full of doubts, he said the words of the separation at the beginning. This is Jin Guang Mansion, which belongs to the Guan of Yan.

“卑职领命!”

The demon-slaying official who was waiting outside the door quickly lowered his head and turned into a stream of light to escape.

The room fell silent. It was unexpectedly good for Wushan to escape from his life by chance, but the atmosphere was a little awkward at this moment.

I don't know how long it took.

In front of everyone's eyes, the figure of the ink shirt that made everyone's eyes slightly stepped into the house.

“南阳参见几位大人.”

Shen Yi stood still and glanced at the room casually, and probably understood what was going on.

"You saved Wushan and were a hero of the Divine Dynasty. You don't have to be restrained and sit down."

Feng Xi looked at the other two colleagues, then smiled gently at Shen Yi, and then determined the nature of the matter in one sentence.

In any case, if someone leaves the God Dynasty alone to save people, how could his elders be so cold that they can't help each other's heart?

"We just want to know what happened and be able to prepare in advance."

Hearing this, the others were silent and turned their eyes to Shen Yi.

"I received the news and noticed something strange. I followed them all the way out of the Divine Dynasty. I found that the old monk sacrificed the golden body of the arhat, and the monks set up a formation of thousands of sticks to lock the demons, intending to intercept the general of Wushan halfway."

"The last move that General Wushan and the Arhat had passed by was seriously injured and unconscious, and the other died on the spot. I took advantage of the panic of the monks and broke the Wanshen formation and brought General Wushan back to the Golden Light Mansion."

沈仪简单讲完,便是安静立在了原地.

Others report their duties and wish they could describe the situation again as dangerous as a hundred times more dangerous.

Many generals with titles heard Shen Yi's understatement and all had strange expressions.

He was obviously worried that his colleagues would leave the Divine Dynasty alone, and finally, in the life-and-death battle between two fourth-grade strong men, he was able to remain calm and find the right opportunity to successfully save a Taiyi Zhenxian for the court.

He has courage and strategy, and can break the Bodhi teaching stick formation, and he is also very capable.

Why did it come to the other party's mouth? It's just a simple luck.

"He...he's dead?"

Wushan suddenly clenched his fists and fell into the eyes of others. It seemed as if he was surprised to kill the old monk by chance, but only he himself knew in his heart what Chen Yi said just now meant.

You know, before he fell into a coma, the Bodhisattva had arrived, and at that time... the old monk was not dead yet.

It's okay to conceal the process. After all, whether it's the wolf demon who was deliberately ignored, the old monk, or the big stick formation, it has nothing to do with me at all. It's all against Chen Yi, and you can say whatever you want.

But this kind of thing is different.

The old monk was a great-grade arhat, not a nameless person. If he was not dead, the moment the other party appeared again, today's affairs would be unclear.

Therefore, the other party really killed the arhat under his seat in front of the Thousand Arm Bodhisattva?!

"You have a great life."

A titled general smacked his lips at Wushan. The last blow in such a life-and-death battle, even if the old monk was still breathing a sigh of relief, his colleague would not come back.

"Uh...lucky, lucky."

Wu Shan waved his hand embarrassedly, he was lucky. He could come back alive because he was all thanks to General Nanyang's fist.

Several people frowned gently and looked at each other quietly.

Nanyang said, it sounds reasonable, but it cannot stand the comprehension.

For example, the Bodhi Buddhism designed to ambush a Taiyi Zhenxian. If they were so cautious, they would prepare a battle to be a little stronger?

Wushan is lucky enough to kill the Arhat. Even if there is no Nanyang existence, he is also a fourth-grade cultivator. If one life is exchanged for another life, what will the other party seek?

But on the other hand, what reason does Nanyang have to hide his achievements? The other party is in the stage when he lacks the most imperial energy.

Confusing...

"Recover your injuries first."

Yan Lanting nodded to Wushan, turned around and stepped out of the house.

Seeing this, Yang Mingli clenched his five fingers slightly, glanced at Chen Yi and Wushan deeply, and walked outwards.

Chen Yi quietly followed everyone and left the hut.

He actually didn't care whether this group of people believed it or not, it just needed a reasonable reason.

After intervening in the three religions and the court at the same time, Chen Yi is no longer the casual cultivator who could only rely on the Demon Slaying Division.

With more choices, more confidence will be.

However, before the group walked out of the government office, a stream of light fell from the sky.

The Bodhi Buddhism’s extraordinary actions obviously caused the anger of the Demon-Slaying Office. It became a natural thing to send people to investigate and arrest monks who were still within the scope of the court.

However, after the title-titled general who was in charge of this matter landed, his face was not very good-looking.

"Report to the three lords, what I just received..."
To be continued...