"Saving and transformation is to save you from the suffering of this life, and to create your blessings in the next life." Jiang Xiaole looked at the jade plaque, with a line of words passing by like an LED lamp, which read some content about transformation.

Jiang Xiaole smiled when he saw this brand. The little monk didn't speak, and used his spiritual power to gather into words, which made Jiang Xiaole think of the earth and felt a sense of ease and amusement in his heart.

Zhao Desheng was a little scared, but he thought about it and looked at Jiang Xiaole and the little monk again, knowing that if he didn't choose today, he could only continue to wander in this place that made him lose his mind and become a ghost.

"Two gods, I have a final request." As soon as the same words were spoken, Jiang Xiaole thought of what Wan Changfeng said before, so he nodded, and the little monk nodded the same way to signal him to continue.

Zhao Desheng then continued: "The two gods are masters, and Gu Changqiu is a person with great sins. If you really want to go to the Heroic Spirit Tomb, I think you will definitely face Gu Changqiu. Many of my comrades are working as cows and horses under Gu Changqiu's hands. At this time, a powerful ghost soldier army has formed. I think you can help and try your best to save my comrades and let them get rid of pain and control as soon as possible."

After hearing this, Jiang Xiaole could only say: "I will do my best, but I don't know the final result. This is the greatest extent to which I can promise you."

This answer has already made Zhao Desheng very satisfied.

He slowly faded and dissipated in the gentle light waved by the monk. Many ghost soldiers in the distance also slowly dissipated in the air in the light emitted by Buddhist beads and wooden sticks, entering the cycle of reincarnation.

Jiang Xiaole was very curious about the matter of reincarnation and was also very curious about the ability of Buddhists to save people. He stood aside and watched. He wanted to hear the little monk talking, but he had just used Buddhist magic and special Buddhist scriptures to complete all of this.

The hideous and terrifying ghosts just now all smiled at the last moment. They had perception and thoughts, and finally no longer had to be puppets.

After the end of the preservation, it was already early in the morning and it would soon be dawn. Jiang Xiaole looked at the little monk and said, "Master is light, Mr. Li is going to rush forward."

Jiang Xiaole was going to the Yingling Tomb, but this monk didn't seem to have a purpose. It was very strange to save ghosts when he saw them.

After Zhao Desheng talked about the ancient battlefield and buried alive, he would arrive at his destination. This was the same as what Wan Changfeng said, and it seemed that he did not lie.

Jiang Xiaole confirmed that his future was right and he worked harder when he was rushing.

The surrounding mountains have obvious changes, and the ups and downs are much steeper than before. Moreover, the mountains here are rolling and undulating, and the plains cannot be seen, which makes Jiang Xiaole very disliked.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that someone was following him: "I wonder why the master wanted to follow me?"

The little monk held a jade token in his hand and walked towards Jiang Xiaole with a smile.

Jiang Xiaole looked at the scrolling handwriting: Yingling Tomb is also my destination, I want to go with you.

"My name is Shanxin, what's your name?"

Jiang Xiaole is a person who is used to being introverted and is not a very good friend. He rarely teams up with people. The Sun sisters were a good example before, but this little monk gave people a very simple and pure feeling. Looking at his smile, Jiang Xiaole didn't know why, but he thought he wanted to refuse, but he just couldn't say it.

Finally, he smiled bitterly and said, "I am Jiang Xiaole."

He had deliberately said a fake surname before, but at this time he suddenly said his real name, and he felt regretful that he shouldn't have been like this.

Looking at this monk, the natural alertness and vigilance seemed to be gone.

He looked at the monk Shanxin opposite him, and he smiled happily and asked Jiang Xiaole to see the jade tablet again: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, your demon-subduing pestle is so beautiful, can I see it?"

The treasures and magical instruments of cultivators are the most personal items. If they are not spiritual weapons, they may become other people's treasures. Therefore, the practice of borrowing magical instruments has never happened to Jiang Xiaole. This is the first time.

Jiang Xiaole was disgusted at first, but he still willingly handed him the demon-subduing pestle in his hand. After reading it, Shanxin said, "There are a lot of Sanskrit words on it, why don't I recognize it, I..."

The handwriting on the jade tablet kept flashing. The little monk didn't know if it was because of a special martial art, or hadn't spoken for too long, and it was endless. Jiang Xiaole was a little helpless. He actually thought this familiar monk was cute...

"Master, don't recognize it if you can't recognize it. Isn't it enough to study it carefully after the branding is imprinted?" Jiang Xiaole asked him to use spiritual power to control his demon-subduing pestle. If ordinary strangers do this, Jiang Xiaole may have lost the opportunity to retake the demon-subduing pestle, but he has no idea of ​​defense about this monk.

After the good heart imprinted the words, he returned the demon-subduing pestle to Jiang Xiaole. Jiang Xiaole asked, "Master, is this magic that you can't speak a magic from your mountain gate? Or is it taught to you by a great monk?"

Shanxin said, "I have learned it since I was a child. I have learned it since I was born."

Jiang Xiaole was stunned. His spiritual energy almost stopped and fell from the air. He looked at Shanxin in shock and said the magic spells that followed him were brought out from his womb. Is this still a human?

"Did you never speak since you were a child?"

Shanxin nodded. A normal person lives like a mute. If someone else was asked this, he would definitely be unhappy. Shanxin didn't. He said with a smile: "I don't know. I was picked up by my master and I was picked up by my master to the mountain gate. Later, many terrible things happened. I never spoke again. The master taught me to what I am now."

It was very impolite to ask about a person who had just met someone. Jiang Xiaole stopped asking, so he changed the topic and said, "Master, have you never come out of the mountain gate?"

"Ah? Have you seen me?"

Jiang Xiaole laughed, looked at Shanxin's appearance and shook his head helplessly, and then said to him seriously: "Master, you cannot tell others about your life experience. No matter who you are, you cannot tell the other person your details, because there are good people and bad people in this world, and they may use you and may harm you, so you must be careful in your words and actions."

Jiang Xiaole likes to teach others. The Liu family and the four high-ranking princesses showed this before. At this time, he met the little monk's kind heart, so he naturally could not miss the opportunity.
Chapter completed!