Chapter 197 The old monk was dumbfounded. Why couldn’t these shackles be broken?
As the old monk's voice gradually fell.
An extremely sacred white Buddha light suddenly bloomed from his body.
Except for the somewhat dazzling white Buddha light.
A terrifying aura unique to the early stage of blood training gradually appeared on the old monk's body.
It turns out that this old monk's cultivation has always been at the early stage of blood training.
And the reason why he was discovered and captured by the Luo family's shadow guards.
This is just intentional.
For this scene.
"Early stage of blood training?"
Luo Changfeng felt that the skinny old monk was glowing with divine light, and his body was filled with bursts of early-stage blood training and terrifying Buddha power.
His eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.
And located not far from the old monk, was a young man codenamed Yuan.
At this time, it was also in an instant.
He pulled out the blood-red, specially made spiritual weapon from his waist.
His eyes were fixed on the old monk in front of him.
An extremely cold and terrifying aura of murder erupted from his body, which made people feel slightly uncomfortable.
"Donor, you have good eyesight."
"In this case, the donor might as well enter my Buddhist door and save the thousands of people who are still in the sea of suffering, is it possible?"
The thin old monk said as he spoke.
On his face with loose skin and extremely vicissitudes of life.
He slowly squeezed out a smile that he thought was extremely charitable.
Moreover, the hands that were already clasped together slowly opened and exerted a slight force.
It seems that he wants to completely shatter the shackles on his body, which are filled with bursts of cold aura and made of ten thousand years of black iron.
【Crash】
As the old monk gradually exerted his strength.
The shackles made of ten thousand years of dark iron gradually made a crisp sound.
However, the next moment.
What the old monk at the early stage of blood training did not expect was something unexpected.
The shackles on his body that looked extremely ordinary but were actually extremely extraordinary were not shattered by his huge power.
What exactly is going on? ? ?
"Spiritual weapon shackles?"
"Or maybe, shackles made of special materials?"
The skinny old monk thought this in his heart.
After that, he nodded silently.
Yes, that's it.
Otherwise, how could a mere ordinary shackles trap him, a monk at the early stage of blood training?
In the early stage of blood training, although it was only in the fourth realm among the five mortal realms.
But if it's just in this Gale Dynasty.
This monk in the early stage of blood training can already be regarded as a top-level practitioner.
"In that case, let me try to see how strong this shackle is"
The skinny old monk murmured in a low voice.
After that, he clasped his hands together.
He slowly closed his eyes.
On his body, an extremely terrifying aura was slowly brewing.
Behind him, there was a shadow of a giant white lotus that seemed to be rooted between heaven and earth, and gradually appeared in the sky behind him.
The reason why Baifan Temple can be called one of the three major demonic forces in Buddhism.
Except for the most important sacred object of Baifan Temple, Baifanlian.
The White Fan Jue, which can summon the phantom of the White Fan Lotus to come to the world and forcibly increase one's own strength in a short period of time, is also one of the trump cards of the Bai Fan Temple.
【call】
【Huhu.】
As time goes by.
Gusts of strong wind howled in Luo Changfeng's small courtyard.
A giant white lotus that looks extremely sacred, but actually exudes a slightly evil aura.
It also appeared high in the sky above the Luo family.
An aura that is even more powerful than in the early stage of blood training, but has not yet reached the middle stage of blood training.
At this time, the energy was emanating crazily from the body of the skinny old monk.
"Open it!!!"
The old monk's weathered face turned slightly red.
He was wearing a monk's robe embroidered with white lotus flowers.
At this time, under the howling of the wind and the terrifying aura, it was gradually lifted up.
【Clang.】
Shackles made of ten thousand years of dark iron.
At this time, he was already jumped upright.
The clear sound of the shackles colliding once again came from Luo Changfeng's small courtyard.
It's just a pity.
This result is no different from the last result.
The shackles on the skinny old monk's body were still extremely strong.
At this moment, the old monk's face was not only blood red.
His neck, where the skin was extremely loose, had blue veins popping out.
"How could it be?"
"How could this happen?"
"Impossible, this is impossible."
After recognizing the reality, the old monk shifted his gaze to Luo Changfeng, who was sitting quietly under the stone pavilion with an extremely calm expression.
Thousands of doubts seemed to flash through the slightly cloudy eyes of the skinny old monk.
He was wondering why this pair of broken shackles was so strong?
At the same time, he was also wondering.
Is this his own problem or the shackles on him?
"What?"
"Stop struggling?"
In the small courtyard, under the stone pavilion.
Luo Changfeng was holding the cup of hot tea in his hand while looking at the shackles on his body, his face still a little blood red.
The skinny old monk asked in a low voice with eyes filled with endless doubts.
It seems that it is also because of the movement of the old monk here.
He woke up the black feather that should have been located in a corner of the roof of the small courtyard.
So, that black feather.
He flapped his wings quickly and landed on Luo Changfeng's shoulder with great accuracy.
Kuroyu tilted his head.
Those eyes seemed to have independent thinking of their own.
At this time, he also silently looked at the strange, skinny old monk in front of him.
About, a moment later.
Black Feather also shouted at the old monk very casually.
【Yeah】
"Be good, be quiet."
Luo Changfeng touched Heiyu's head on his shoulder.
Then, he put down the tea cup in his hand.
He once again focused his gaze on the skinny old monk.
"Tsk, what a pity"
After a long time.
Luo Changfeng couldn't help curling his lips and sighed in a low voice.
In fact, the old monk in front of him was pretty good.
Although, after summoning the phantom of the White Brahma Lotus.
The skinny old monk's cultivation and overall strength had not reached the middle stage of blood training.
But at least, in the early stage of blood training.
He is already almost invincible.
However, this is such a monk. But in order to see him, for Xu's little thoughts, he even thought about pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
Put on those shackles first.
Then, when he came to Luo Changfeng, the ancestor of the Luo family.
Then completely demonstrate his terrifying strength.
However, it is a pity.
The skinny monk had made countless calculations, but he finally missed one point, that is, the shackles were much stronger than he imagined.
Let alone a monk in the early stage of blood training who is trapped by shackles and unable to break free.
Even in the middle stage of blood training, in the late stage of blood training, or even in the final stage of blood training.
As long as it is completely locked by this shackles crafted with ten thousand years of profound iron concentration.
Then, that practitioner will never be able to break free from the shackles that bind him.
Unless you can find the key to the shackles and open the shackles.
"Get rid of it."
Under the stone pavilion, Luo Changfeng took another look at the skinny old monk in front of him.
Then, he waved his hand.
He whispered to Yuan who was gradually regaining his composure in front of him.
Obtained orders from Luo Changfeng.
The young man codenamed Yuan did not answer aloud.
He just nodded silently.
After that, he slowly walked towards the distance with the skinny old monk who was wearing ten thousand years of black iron shackles.
Regarding this, the skinny old monk naturally wanted to struggle.
Naturally, he was unwilling to accept his fate.
Just die here.
After all, if he really died here, wouldn't it be an unjust death?
Pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, he actually became a pig.
However, the reality is so cruel.
After the skinny old monk voluntarily put on the shackles that were made of ten thousand-year black iron and carefully crafted by Luo Changfeng.
The fate of the skinny old monk in Baifan Temple has already been decided.
"Bai Lian Mansion, Bai Fan Temple"
“I have really become more and more active in recent times.”
"So, is Baifan Temple planning to expand its power externally?"
Looking at the skinny old monk who was gradually moving away and disappearing from his sight little by little.
Luo Changfeng couldn't help but have such an idea flash through his mind.
However, it was only a moment later.
He shook his head to himself.
Why do you care so much about him?
Baifansi does whatever he likes.
He only needs to do his own thing well, which is to improve his cultivation as much as possible, and that is enough.
Because, no matter what.
In the end, this world still respects strength.
A strong person can control everything.
And those who are weak, even their own lives do not belong to them.
In a blink of an eye.
About half a month passed.
Within this half month, the situation in Gale Dynasty remained the same.
Except that the Dayan Dynasty would occasionally propose sending troops to help the Ke family of Xunyang Mansion attack Wanshan Mansion.
It seems that there is no information worthy of attention anymore.
Such are the major events in the Gale Dynasty.
And small events, such as Luoshan Mansion, Qingshi City, and Luo Family Land.
In this short period of half a month, it almost transformed again.
After this period of precipitation, the mysterious energy hidden in the bodies of the Luo family members after they took the Qi and Blood Pill made from the blood-colored other shore grass has gradually dissipated with the passage of time. That's almost it.
Therefore, Luo Changfeng, the ancestor of the Luo family.
After a period of observation and consideration.
He then refined a lot of Qi and Blood Pills.
Let the people of your own tribe take it.
And as the Luo family members took the extremely mysterious Qi and Blood Pill, which was filled with terrifying and powerful Qi and Blood power.
The comprehensive strength of the people of the Luo family also ushered in a wave of great improvement.
Many tribesmen who have not yet entered the realm of cultivation have reached the early, middle or late stages of skin refining.
Some members of the Luo family have a certain level of cultivation and a certain foundation.
Good luck and can persevere.
They all broke through the realm of skin refining and reached bone refining after skin refining.
Some tribesmen who are unlucky and whose mentality is not firm.
Although they are still in the realm of skin refining, most of them have reached the late stage of skin refining, or the state of complete skin refining.
As for those people who were originally the backbone of the Luo family.
Their cultivation levels have been greatly improved.
There are already five people in the Luo family who are in the Zang Refining Realm alone.
Although there are no clansmen in the realm of blood training yet.
However, as the person in charge of the Luo family's army, Luo Yong's cultivation level has been promoted to the late stage of Zang refining.
It seems that the consummation of Zang refining is not far away.
Among them, it is worth mentioning.
Among the Luo family, there is Luo Yao, the son of Luo An, who has good talent, but is extremely lazy and enjoys a messy life.
At this time, that guy's cultivation had reached the state of internal organs refining.
Although it is only the early stage of Zang refining, this is enough to prove that Luo Yao's talent is relatively high among the entire Luo family.
The next day.
At noon.
At this time, a scorching sun hung high in the sky, lowering its extremely vicious eyes.
The outdoor temperature gradually passes as time goes by.
It seems that it is gradually getting hotter.
Luoshan Mansion, Qingshi City, Luo Family Land.
In a small courtyard exuding ancient and mysterious atmosphere, under a simple stone pavilion.
Luo Changfeng, the ancestor of the Luo family.
At this time, he was sitting silently.
He was holding a cup of ice-cold tea in his hand, looking into the distance with an extremely calm expression.
I don't know if it was because he killed a skinny old monk in Baifan Temple.
As a result, in recent times, the number of monks from Baifan Temple wandering around the outer city and inner city of Qingshi City has gradually increased.
On the other side of Baifan Temple, they seemed to be silently observing the land that seemed to house three mansions.
In fact, the huge Luo family already owns the land of four mansions.
However, it seems that it is also due to various reasons, or also because of the mysterious aura that always pervades the Luo family.
As a result, the monks in Baifan Temple dared to wander around the outer city and inner city of Qingshi City.
But he no longer dares to easily enter the huge and extremely mysterious Luo family.
【Gudong.】
Suddenly, a swallowing sound suddenly sounded in this small courtyard.
Luo Changfeng finished drinking the tea in his hand.
At this time, he stood up silently.
He put his hands behind his back and walked silently out of the small courtyard.
Baifan Temple is probing for information on the Luo family.
Similarly, the shadow guard in Luo Changfeng's hands was also constantly investigating various information about Baifan Temple.
However, Shadow Guards are just Shadow Guards after all.
The strongest person can only reach the early stage of blood training by taking Qi and Blood Pills.
If he wants to get some really useful information.
After all, he had to go to the Baifan Temple in Bailian Mansion in person to see for himself.
(End of chapter)