When he came to Zhang Bairen's bedside and looked at Zhang Bairen who was sleeping like a dead pig, the man sneered softly: "What can you do if you are powerful in swordsmanship? You have to eat the old man's foot washing water."

As he spoke, he began to search around Zhang Bairen's bed, and after rumbling for a while, he said softly: "How strange! Where did the map go?"

After saying that, he gently lit the candlelight and slowly walked through Zhang Bairen's room, searching everywhere.

"It's weird, why didn't there be no! Since this kid goes to Dunhuang, it's impossible not to bring the map with him." The man put out the fire letter, turned around and came to Zhang Bairen, slowly grabbed Zhang Bairen's quilt, and slowly pulled it up: "No?"

Looking at the mattress under Zhang Bairen, the man looked at Zhang Bairen's white and tender soles with his eyes and slowly scratched him.

Zhang Bairen bounced his legs and rolled over his body.

The man was overjoyed when he saw the opportunity and hurried to Zhang Bairen's mattress and touched him, but he couldn't find the map.

Just when the man was anxious, his eyes suddenly lit up with the moonlight, and a layer of skin under Zhang Bairen's pillow was shining.

"Finished!" The man was overjoyed, twisting his palm towards Zhang Bairen's neck without hesitation. Since the map was found, of course it would be better to kill someone to silence him.

"Uh..." The man suddenly felt a pain in his eyebrows, and his whole body suddenly lost consciousness. His eyes were staring at Zhang Bairen blankly, gradually losing his luster, and his arms floating in the air slowly drooped.

Under the moonlight, a strand of hair was inserted into the man's eyebrows. Zhang Bairen opened his eyes and moved his head. The strand slowly pulled out without any blood stains.

"You will always kill me first! Those who want to kill me will never show mercy." Zhang Bairen sat up slowly, and the real water jade seal sealed the man's wound. The blood was slowly solidifying, a wisp of rising sun power flowed, the wound was slowly healing, and all the blood stains disappeared without a trace.

He knocked on the wooden board next door. Monk Faming woke up in a daze and looked at the moonlight in the sky in a daze. What wooden board should he knock on in the middle of the night?

But then he was stunned and woke up with a trembling heart. He tiptoed to open the door and came to Zhang Bairen's room. At this time, Zhang Bairen was already standing at the door waiting.

"What happened?" Faming lowered his voice.

"Help me destroy the corpse and throw this bastard into the river," said Zhang Bairen.

This person is strong and weighs less than two or three hundred kilograms. Zhang Bairen can't drag it alone.

Faming looked at the corpse in the room and was stunned, then stretched out his hand to grop.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Bairen was stunned.

"The monk will save him when he has the chance in the future. He will first accept the treasure on his body, which will be considered as a reward for the monk." Fa Ming Zhen said.

"I must have met a fake monk!" Zhang Bairen was speechless as he watched Faming take out the treasure in the arms of the deceased.

His family is rich and does not know how precious money is. He does not understand how hard a monk like Faming has to endure hardships.

"Yes, monk!" Zhang Bairen sighed.

"What's wrong, how did you kill this guy? There was no wound on your body?" Faming was stunned and asked.

"Why do you say so much nonsense? Just follow my instructions!" Zhang Bairen kicked Faming, and the two of them secretly threw Faming into the river and went back to their house to sleep.

Lying on the bed, Zhang Bairen suddenly wanted to slap himself: "My pig's brain is the universe in my sleeve! I will use the universe in my sleeve if I have any problems in the future, and I will forget all this magical power."

The next morning, the sun had not yet risen, and Zhang Bairen had already gotten up and went to the deck to meditate.

The vast purple air in the sky seemed to be a ribbon, and was slowly sucked into Zhang Bairen's mouth.

This scene suddenly made the person who was secretly peeping in the cabin trembled with fear and devoured the power of the sun? Did you read that right?

Isn’t it said that the Yangshen Zhenren can directly swallow the power of the Supreme Yang?

Nalan Jing stood in front of the window and looked at the distorted purple ribbon on the horizon and twitched. After a long time, she took a deep breath: "The gap is, this guy's Taoist skills have reached a profound level."

Monk Faming lay in front of the window, looking at Zhang Bairen who was swallowing and spitting out the essence of the sun, his eyes twitched and rubbed his eyes: "My god, I haven't heard anyone say that monks can directly absorb the power of the sun. What kind of evil technique is this kid practicing?"

Not only monk Faming, but also the other monks who followed him in the room, the hearts of the monks were beating violently at the same time.

What kind of monster are you facing?

Could it be that it was a dazed view. In addition to monsters that can absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, I have never heard of it that humans can absorb it directly.

At noon, Zhang Bairen finished his exercises. Monk Faming fell on the bed, and was speechlessly hit. He was too lazy to stand up. He was thinking about the origin of Zhang Bairen's exercises in his mind.

Buddhism has the true body of Dari Glazed Glazed, but it is not the current method of absorption!

The Great Sun Glazing is a visualization, not really absorbing the power of the sun. It can only be transformed into reality unless it reaches the realm of the Yang God. It is really powered by the sun.

"Mr., Miss. Please go for breakfast!" Li Mao stood behind Zhang Bairen.
Chapter completed!