Chapter 352 Death Swamp

This Buddha's name is like the sound of Zhonglu, which is melodious and far-reaching. It seems to be on the edge of the sky, and it seems to be near the ear. The people under the curtain of light looked up at the sky.

In the sky, a golden light like a meteor passed through the void and came from afar. Gradually, the golden light gradually enlarged, and everyone couldn't help exclaiming that it was a lotus platform. An old monk sitting on the lotus platform with a view of charity. The old monk clenched a string of rosary beads in his right hand, which were as dark as ink and flashed with black light.

He lowered his eyebrows to his shoulders and looked at the crowd with a smile. Immediately, he stood on the shining lotus platform and looked at Liu Yi and said, "Lord, can you let this beast go!" Between the lightning, he came to Liu Yi's front.

Liu Yi was shocked and his face was awe-inspiring. He looked at the big lizard wrapped around the white dragon and felt calm as usual. At this time, the big lizard was full of white gas, and it roared in pain.

After a moment, without Liu Yi's consent or not, the old monk flicked his fingers, and a golden light came from his rosary, hitting the body of the white dragon wrapped around the lizard like lightning.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed, and the white dragon turned into wisps of white gas, slowly rose into the air and disappeared in an instant. With a plop, the big lizard fell from mid-air and hit the ground heavily.

"Bum!" The smoke and dust are full of here.

Liu Yi looked at the kind-looking old monk, and a creepy meaning grew in his heart. This old monk's cultivation is profound and mysterious. This is not an ordinary monk! Liu Yi thought so. Immediately, he moved, entered the curtain of light, and came to Yun Mengyao's side.

When Hongluan saw Liu Yi return safely, she stretched her eyebrows and looked at Liu Yi with a smile.

After a moment, when the smoke disappeared, the huge lizard slowly climbed out of the pit. After looking at the old monk for a long time, it slowly turned around and climbed elsewhere.

"Good! Good!" The lotus platform under the old monk's feet disappeared in an instant, and then he moved and turned into a streamer into the curtain of light. He came to Liu Yi and smiled, "Thank you for your mercy!"

Liu Yi smiled and said, "The master is compassionate and is the blessing of the world! Good luck to heaven, good luck to all things!"

Yun Mengyao looked at the old monk in a dazed way. After a long time, she realized it. She smiled and said, "Master, please!" After saying that, she took the lead in walking to the village.

Then, Liu Yi and the old monk followed him.

The villagers breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the lizard and monster leave. They were shocked to see Lao Heshan's fairy-like appearance. Then, they followed the old monk and walked to Yun Mengyao's house with a smile.

About half a cup of tea, the old monk followed Yun Mengyao to his house. Entering the courtyard, the villagers also entered. They said thank you together.

Lao Heshan smiled and said the Buddha's name: "Amitabha Buddha, good! Good!"

"Go back, folks! Come and see the master when you have time. Yun Mengyao looked at the villagers with a smile.

Everyone nodded one after another and said polite words as they walked.

"Master, please!" Yun Mengyao reached out to invite. The old monk nodded slightly and then entered the room. Yun Mengyao poured a glass of water for the old monk and Liu Yi and said, "I don't know where the master came from?"

Liu Yi is also puzzled. The man in front of him can't see through his cultivation, as if he only knows how to eat fast and recite Buddha in his life. But if he is confused by his surface, it is a big mistake. From the moment he stepped on the lotus platform and came here instantly, he melted his nine yang and one real dragon with just a golden light, and knew that he was not an ordinary person.

At this time, Liu Yi was also curious to hear Yun Mengyao say this. He gently put down the teacup and listened attentively.

The old monk put down the teacup, raised his eyebrows and said, "The poor monk came from the death swamp!"

"Death Swamp!"

Liu Yi heard the words and looked puzzled. Hongluan was also unknown. She tilted her head and blinked her eyes at the old monk.

And Yun Mengyao's face showed a touch of horror. She kept repeating these four words in her mouth.

Suddenly, Yun Mengyao grabbed the old monk's hand and asked eagerly, "I don't know if the master has seen anyone." Perhaps aware of the gaffe, she quickly loosened her hands with a touch of crimson on her face. After ponding for a moment, her eyes showed a begging color and said, "He has a broad sword on his back and a purple jade pendant around his waist!"

Lao She smiled: "Lord, the poor monk has never seen it!"

"Bang!"

Yun Mengyao sat heavily in the chair. Her face was pale and her eyes were slightly red.

"Aunt Yun!?" Liu Yi's body trembled inexplicably, and he felt that she was not simple. Since coming here, there are ordinary people here, and no one can practice. But when Yun Mengyao was suspended in mid-air, Liu Yi felt that there was an unspeakable secret in her heart.

Yun Mengyao waved her hand weakly.

At this moment, Hongluan sat obediently beside Yun Mengyao and shouted softly, "Mother!!"

"It's okay!" Yun Mengyao had a reluctant smile on her face. She stroked her red hair and said.

Several people sat at the table silently for a long time.

"I don't know if the master can recognize the grand mage." Liu Yi thought for a little and said.

Laoheshan's eyebrows condensed, and he kept staring at Liu Yi. After a while, he said, "He is my apprentice!" Then, the old monk said, "How did the donor know my apprentice?"

Liu Yi smiled and said, "The younger generation is Liu Yi, the son of General Liu Fei! My mother often goes to Nanshan Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha, and we have known each other for a long time!"

Speaking of this, Liu Yi's face darkened, and his heart was as painful as a knife.

"Ha ha!" The old monk smiled and said, "The donor has a relationship with Nanshan Temple, and he is also predestined with me. Rare! It's rare!"

"Why did the master come from the swamp of death? It's rare that something unusual happened there!" At this time, Yun Mengyao, who was in a reverted mood, suddenly asked.

Hearing Yun Mengyao ask this, the old monk's face showed a solemn look: "The death swamp has been very uneasy recently. Inexplicably, there is a strange sound in the depths, which is a sound that does not exist in the world. Because of this sound, many monsters in the death swamp were forced to leave!"

"Can't the master eliminate this sound?" Hongluan smiled.

The old monk shook his head.

Liu Yi's eyebrows are deeply locked and he thinks hard. After a long time, I still can't understand it!

Everyone was silent again.

Suddenly, at this time, a sound poured into the room.

"Puzhi, you old bald donkey, come out and say good to Master Dao!" If you don't see him, hear his voice first.

Hearing this, Liu Yi, Hongluan and Yun Mengyao looked at each other and again, with a blank look on their faces. At this moment, the old monk shook his head with a smile and said, " Excuse me for a moment, the poor monk went out to meet an old friend!"