When Chen Yi saw the ravine, a strange feeling of familiarity surged from his heart. He was in a daze, and the Jin Wuji he was carrying in his hand dropped directly.

Immersed in that inexplicable sense of familiarity, I let Jin Wuji's screams fade away...

He didn't pay any attention to it, but sat down on the somersault cloud.

Holding my smooth head, I didn’t think about thinking anymore.

Brain pain...

Damn it, where did this familiar feeling come from?

The memory of "Tang Monk"?

Chen Yi could only think of this possibility.

What the hell is this place? How can it involve the memory of "Tang Monk"?

Damn it!

Chen Yi already had a vague feeling that he was about to be cheated.

Anyway, getting involved with those big guys would not be a good thing for a little shrimp like him.

He really wanted to turn around and leave, away from this vortex of right and wrong.

But all this time, although he has never expressed much about what happened to him, he is actually always looking for answers.

How could he be willing to give up when he finally encountered some traces that might lead to some clues?

"Holy Monk! Help!"

Jin Wuji's broken voice came from below, awakening Chen Yi's thoughts.

"..."

Chen Yi raised his lips and wanted to slap him down.

Although he was thinking about something just now, it didn't mean that he couldn't pay attention to what was going on around him and couldn't hear the weird guys below and this weird conversation.

This weird thing is really a piece of shit.

Originally, he was a little curious as to how the title Thousand Miles Without Graves came from, but he didn't expect that there was really no exaggeration or metaphor at all.

Digging up people's ancestral graves is already extremely immoral and smoking, but you can also do such a thing as chewing on the bones of people who have been buried for who knows how many years?

Calling him a dog is an insult to the dog!

Chen Yi doesn't want to kill now, but he doesn't avoid killing either.

If he misses today, he will definitely be too lazy to care about the life and death of this extremely wicked bitch.

If this guy dies like this, the cause and effect will still involve him.

Jin Wuji can die, but not because of him.

At that moment, he collected the somersault cloud and fell directly from the sky.

The "people" below were confused by Jin Wuji's actions.

This turn was too sharp and tortuous, and the dignified third place on the list acted in such a shameless manner.

When he shouted for help, his eyes flashed, and a monk in white clothes appeared in front of Jin Wuji.

"..."

He actually called someone out?

Others were confused, and Chen Yi was also a little confused.

What the hell are these people?

Forget it if you have the head of a bull or a leopard. If you are a fish and don't stay in the water, is it scary for a scholar to have such hairy legs and run on land?

Then there is that fat worm. A caterpillar becomes a sperm when it becomes sperm. What does it want to do with so many arms?

Here he was fumbling and complaining. The big man with the knife was the first to hold back. He glared and yelled: "Who are you, this hairless boy? Are you an accomplice of that bitch Jin Wuji?"

"..."

This is the pain in Chen Yi's heart.

After reaching Nirvana, he still could not grow a single hair.

Not to mention hair, there isn't even a pore.

Don't slap people in the face when you hit them, don't expose others when you scold them.

You are dead!

Chen Yi stared at the big man and narrowed his eyes.

The big man carrying the knife suddenly felt a chill in his back. He looked back and then turned back with a suspicious look on his face.

"Amitabha……"

Chen Yi's face almost overflowed with holy light.

After all, he has a great wish, and he is a person who wants to lead the people of both worlds to a happy new life. His image cannot be lost...

From now on, we must always pay attention to shaping the image of Wei Guangzheng...

"Dear donors, this young monk is polite."

The long-bearded old Taoist looked up and down at the young monk in front of him. Doubts flashed through his eyes. He took a few steps, bowed, and then said cautiously: "The blessings are boundless. I dare to ask this little mage where the Dharma belongs."

, where to practice? And why are you blocking our way?"

He could not feel a trace of spiritual power in this young monk, nor did he notice anything unusual.

If it wasn't abnormal, it was the feeling this young man gave him. It was too clean.

Not only the appearance, but also the breath.

There seemed to be no trace of dirt on his body either inside or outside.

It's not like the immortals in the Nine Heavens. How can a person in this world be flawless?

Is it an illusion?

But the veteran does not think that he would have such an illusion for no reason.

unless……

Where did this monk come from?

That's why he inquired so carefully in his words.

Chen Yi had a smile on his face and said slowly: "Old Taoist Master, there is no need to test. The young monk's Dharma name is Tripitaka. I just read some scriptures at home. However, all the monks in the world are disciples of Buddhism. The young monk can be considered to be under the seat of my Buddha, the World Honored One."

Practice."

"..."

There are also Buddhists and Taoists in the realm of China, who are no different from those on Earth.

After hearing this, the old Taoist's long beard trembled slightly.

I don’t know where Yehu Zen came from to make you speak so arrogantly.

Those who don’t know better think that you are really a disciple of the World Honored One.

Even if you are not afraid that Feng Da will flash your tongue, you are not afraid that if you blaspheme your Buddha, those Buddhist disciples will slap you on the head if they hear it?

But he was relieved.

As long as they're not from there, that's fine.

It is definitely not an ordinary person to be able to pass through the ten miles of corpse miasma and enter the corpse mountain alone.

Although the old Taoist relaxed his fear of Chen Yi because of this, he did not lose his courtesy: "Little Master, the man behind you is a heinous villain. I am waiting here to seek justice for him.

Please also ask Master Tripitaka to step aside for the time being."

Chen Yi shook his head: "Everything is born and all living beings are created. They should not be harmed at will. I am a monk, let alone someone who kills in front of me. I don't care about your grudges. But if you want to kill people, please don't miss today."

The old man frowned.

Could it be that this young monk has really become stupid by reading Buddhist scriptures?

"Young man! You don't even have a single hair on your head. You still want to imitate other people's business?"

The big man had already lost his patience. He grabbed the knife in his hand and pointed it at him with a murderous look on his face: "I'm asking you for the last time, will you get out of my way?"

The old Taoist raised his hand halfway and took it back again.

I thought it would be a good idea to let this reckless man give him a try first.

"snort!"

At this time, the big man simply waved his sword and slashed at him.

Although he is arrogant, his sword skills are extraordinary.

When the sword was slashed out, the light of the sword was as bright as a sword, illuminating the dark green and black forest.
To be continued...