A gust of cold wind drifted in with a few snowflakes. An Ying's body trembled for a moment and woke up. She was startled when she saw a strange monk trying to squeeze in. She was about to push the old monk out, but Zhang Fan stopped him.

When Zhang Fan saw that the strange monk had already crawled in, there was no way, so he couldn't watch the old man get frozen. Although Zhang Fan knew that the old monk who appeared in this wilderness must have some problems, he still couldn't bear it.

He controlled the vines to spread and wrapped the old monk in. The old monk was dressed in a ragged clothes, but he was covered in alcohol, and his eyes were still lustful and glancing at the Danying. It seemed that he was not a kind person.

Zhang Fan asked with all his heart, "I don't know where the monks practice? I also need to ask for a Dharma name."

"Hehe, I live in a nearby temple, what's the name?... It seems that they all call me Monk Zongchun." The old monk sniffed around, and his stomach screamed fiercely.

"You seem to have hidden something delicious. Please give it to me quickly. Monk, I'm about to starve to death!" The old monk said he was hungry, but his nose was sniffing towards the Anying, looking vulgar.

Anying frowned uncomfortablely, moved her body and hid behind Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan felt a little hesitant when he heard the old monk's introduction. He seemed to have heard of this name somewhere.

"Master Zongchun, I have some food here, but it's a little cold. There's no way to warm up here, don't dislike it." Zhang Fan took out some vegetarian food and was about to hand it over to the monk.

Most of the supplies for Zhang Fan’s team are placed here, while Akan has the most props.

"You are a way to entertain guests. You hide the good things yourself, but you use these coarse food to send me away!" The monk waved his hand and said angrily.

"I saw that the master was a monk, and except for these, I would eat meat." Zhang Fan said helplessly.

The monk laughed wildly and said, "Hahaha, you hypocritical guy, who even claims to be a Buddhist, is wearing a Shurangama suit, but you don't know anything! What kind of meat and vegetables are just your discrimination! Take it out quickly and enjoy it with me!"

Zhang Fan was shocked when he heard this! This monk was indeed a master. He could already restrain the Buddha's light, but he saw through it at a glance! Although he was rude, he had a deep Zen meaning! And he seemed to be deliberately guided, and his discrimination was indeed everywhere! Zhang Fanzheng was a little lost, but was urged by the monk. He could not do so, so he had to take out some roasted wolf demon meat to entertain the wine and meat monk.

The old monk smelled the meat seemed extraordinary, and his attention was attracted, and he grabbed it and started stuttering.

"Oh, it's really a shame to have meat but no wine!" Then he waved his hand and the bottle of monkey wine in Zhang Fan's space was taken out by the monk!

The monk took a sip and said, "Ha! It's really good to drink!" The look of his hands and feet seemed crazy. Before he knew it, the space in the vine seemed less crowded.

Zhang Fan was shocked! The ability to get props through the space, Zhang Fan only saw that monk who looked like his master in the land of the precepts. Could it be that for those monks, this ring is not an obstacle to the weight-bearing space?!

Does this monk know his origin?! What does he have to do with the master in the hometown of the preceptor? The strange monk's unexpected action filled Zhang Fan's heart with a series of questions.

Fortunately, most of the monkey wine is hidden in Akan's turtle shell, and Zhang Fan himself doesn't have much of this one!

After a while, he asked Zhang Fan again. Seeing that he was eating voraciously and eating meat, a Buddha light lit up behind his head! He was surprised. He knew that the realm of this monk was no longer something he could do, so he took out some wolf demon meat and handed it over. An Ying hid behind Zhang Fan in fear, staring at the strange monk with big eyes.

After several times, the monk had eaten all the wolf demon and snake demon meat reserved by Zhang Fan! The monk was covered with oily face, and the Buddha's light behind his head was shining. Zhang Fan's vine props shone brightly, just like the golden cuckoo vine in the Heavenly Garden!

Fortunately, most of the ones eaten cannot be brought out, and temporary blue supply props. The monk did not move any of the regular supply props. Maybe it was because they didn't taste good enough! But those glasses of monkey wine are worth a lot of money!

The monk wiped his mouth, as if he was still unsatisfied, and said with a lip: "Uh, the monk has eaten so much of you, uh... it's not easy to eat. If you have anything you want the monk to help, just say...uh!" A smell of alcohol spurted out.

Anying covered her nose and felt very uncomfortable. She was not easy to make a sound because Zhang Fan was by the side.

Zhang Fan thought for a moment and said seriously: "I just invite you to have some wine and food. I dare not ask for anything to pay. But..." Zhang Fan paused, "If you want to help, please help the people here! Now here, demons are rampant! The master has strong magic power, why not practice the way for heaven, subdue demons and eliminate demons, and give the people a clear world!"

The monk laughed: "Hahaha! You guy is really good at playing with the pole! These are your own business, but you have to trouble me! You can't help with this, you can solve it yourself."

The monk thought for a moment, and with a move, more than a dozen props appeared in front of the monk. When Zhang Fan saw this, he was really shocked. They were all props from his team, and several of them were still in Akan's space. How did he do it?! This seemed to be even more powerful than the monk in the land of the preceptors!

The monk narrowed his eyes and looked at it for a while, waved his hand, and more than ten props returned to their original place, leaving only three rune sticks and one demon-subduing pestle! The monk took the demon-subduing pestle and frowned, "So disgusting..."

Throwing the demon-subduing pestle on the ground, suddenly, "Wow" seemed to be in a state of great alcoholism, spitting out a pool of food residues, and a fishy smell of wine spread out, making this small space very unpleasant.

I saw that the pretty good Vajra Demon Subduing Pestle was vomiting a lot! However, strangely, a wisp of blue smoke suddenly appeared from the Demon Subduing Pestle, and three ghosts changed, struggling to leave the Demon Subduing Pestle! It seemed that they also thought the monk's vomit was dirty.

The monk "Hmph————————” spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, hitting three ghosts, but saw three ghosts making a shrill howl, turning into ashes in the faint golden light and flying away!

The monk took out the demon-subduing pestle from his vomit, nodded in satisfaction, wiped it on his torn clothes, and placed it aside. He took three rune sticks over.

Zhang Fan knew that the three rune sticks were all blue props. One was commonly used by him, and the other two were the scenes that came in this time. He upgraded the magical fortune-added spearhead, and the light green stick prop that was sucked dry by the spearhead turned into blue props.

It's funny that after the two sticks were sucked dry by the spearhead, they also turned into "rune sticks" engraved with Nordic runes, but there was no metal sheath attached with Taoist and Buddhist runes, and the others were the same as the first one.

The monk saw it, curled his lips contemptuously, and muttered: "Damn it! Fortunately, I saw it..." After saying that, he rubbed it, attached a rune-like metal cover to the sloppy Taoist priest and the monk from the land of the preceptor, and rubbed it down.

Zhang Fan was shocked and was about to say something, but then he thought about it and smiled, and then Monk Zongchun went to fiddle with it.

Monk Zong Chun weighed the metal cover in his hand, and saw the Taoist runes on the metal cover floating up. In the air, the golden Taoist runes gradually changed like clouds and smoke. The monk spat and blew the clouds and smoke away, and the golden smoke turned into a Sanskrit piece again...

Zhang Fan looked at it, a little dazed. The monk took the demon-subduing pestle over, then grabbed several metal covers and the demon-subduing pestle together, put them hard in his hand, pinched and rubbed them savagely!

Then he blew again and blew the golden Sanskrit into the ball of metal. He kneaded the metal ball for a while, and a single vajra that was about twenty fingers long (equivalent to 40 cm), exuding a strong and simple Zen atmosphere, appeared in front of Zhang Fan.

"Okay, take it for fun..." The monk clapped his hands.

Zhang Fan took the vajra and looked carefully. He saw that the vajra had four-edged skeletons with pointed tips at both ends, long and sharp, with two opposite lotus petal-shaped grips in the middle, which were just held with one hand, simple and natural.

The entire vajra is covered with fine Sanskrit, and the circles are very regular! It is said that the vajra with the single trunk represents the only Dharma realm and is held by the secret Vajra. One of the 108 arms of the Vajra Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva also holds the single trunk pestle.

Zhang Fan held the lotus grip in his right hand. With a force, he saw two light columns appearing with a "buzz" sound at both ends. As Zhang Fan exerted force, the light column grew longer! The light column was still covered with light light!

Laser Saber! Zhang Fan was shocked. It was like the double-edged laser sword used by the evil Jedi in Star Wars! This is too exaggerated! However, when I saw the light column passing through the vines and not burning the vines, I realized that it was not the same as the laser Saber.

‘Vajra’ (blue): A vajra made of hardware and blessed by Buddhism is an excellent magic weapon to eliminate demons and protect the way!

Durability 300 (300), power 8 or above, requires strength 8, agility 8, melee damage 100, and 500% bonus to attacks against demons and undead creatures.

The spiritual sword, the attack distance is 120 cm from the double head, ignoring the defense damage by 100 physical strength (spiritual power), and consumes 1 point per second;

Electric shock, passive skills, physical strength (spiritual power) damage 30, accompanied by: burn, physical strength damage 5 per second; paralysis, speed decreases 50%; perceived strike, perception decreases 50%; 20% chance of being stiff and unable to move; the above collateral damage lasts for 3 to 10 seconds;

Death, passive skill, non-spiritual sword state, 20% chance to cause stun for 3 to 10 seconds; 20% chance to double the attack power; 5% to 25% chance to damage contact enemy props, reducing the first level of performance; if there is no prop, the contact area will be disabled;

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