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Miaoshan must know about my plan, and she certainly wouldn't agree with it.

However, due to regulations, when you ask someone for information, they cannot give you false information.

The spirit of the national stone can indeed control itself, but what controls it is not the stone itself, but the monk sealed inside the stone!

She is using her own hands to release the person trapped inside the stone!

"Holy crap, there's a monk sealed inside this stone?"

Zhang Chulan stared at the monk in the smoke as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes filled with astonishment.

I know a little about the origin of the Guardian Stone Spirit.

But the key question is, if the person inside the stone really is over a thousand years old?

Is it really possible for someone in this world to live for over a thousand years?

Zhang Chulan didn't believe it!

Back when I was at Longhu Mountain, my advisor and I had a long talk.

Zhang Chulan felt that he understood this world much better now.

Gods and Buddhas exist in this world. They are immortal and have long life, but humans cannot live forever, no matter how powerful they were in their previous life.

Just like his own advisor, who was the pinnacle of the supernatural world, not to mention invincible, but now he was still old and frail.

Or perhaps it was his elder brother, who was more talented than his master in his previous life, yet still had to choose to be reincarnated.

More than a thousand years old?

Even a pig could become a spirit!

The figure gradually became visible, and everyone could see clearly the figure that had been sealed inside the crab-shaped rock.

It was a young monk wearing a red kasaya. The young monk had his eyes closed and exuded righteousness. The kasaya was not worn properly, with half of his shoulder exposed, but it did not appear frivolous. On the contrary, it made him look dignified and solemn, and more like a Buddha.

The most striking feature was the dragon tattoo that covered half of the other person's shoulder, exuding a majestic and solemn aura.

"It's not Fahai!"

Zhang Chulan spoke, sounding somewhat disappointed.

"It's not Fahai!"

Yamamoto Kazuo spoke, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief.

Before coming to find the Guardian Stone Spirit, I had naturally investigated the information about it.

Because he had investigated, the moment that being in the Guardian Stone Spirit was released, the hairs on his body almost stood on end.

After all, the only legend that can be associated with the Guardian Stone Spirit is probably the legendary Fahai.

That's Fahai!

They've lived longer than I have, and over a thousand years ago they already dominated the entire world of supernatural beings in the Great Xia Dynasty. If such a person could really live for over a thousand years, who knows how strong they would be!

But things are different now.

According to the information I found, Fahai should be a rather old monk, but the person in front of him is a handsome young man.

Most importantly, this young monk gave me a very different feeling.

Fahai, in theory, should be a master who appears very kind and at least has the demeanor of a highly virtuous monk.

But this young monk in front of me...

Show off your edge!

He even got a dragon tattooed on his shoulder?

What respectable monk would get a dragon tattooed over his shoulder?

Yamamoto Kazuo breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it wasn't Fahai, it was fine. It was most likely some kind of divine power of the national guardian stone spirit.

"Boss, I'll kill him for you!"

Biga seemed to sense Yamamoto Kazuo's wariness and stepped forward to speak.

As Yamamoto Kazuo's most loyal subordinate, everything about Yamamoto Kazuo was of utmost concern to him.

At this moment, they naturally sensed that something was wrong with Yamamoto Kazuo.

Kazuo Yamamoto did not stop him; he had always been a man who planned carefully before acting.

Although this monk was not Fahai, he was still quite eccentric.

It might be good to let Biga test the waters.

After all, Biga is strong enough. With the bloodline of a third-generation zombie and her own superpowers, her strength is already close to that of a second-generation zombie.

Even if something really happens, I can still get to the rescue in time.

"Stop them!"

The captain wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and quickly spoke.

I don't know the current situation, but my ancestors once said something.

The more the enemy opposes it, the more we must do it. This monk's appearance is strange, and his current state is clearly not right.

They must be saved.

Then--

Then the captain saw Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao looking at him with expressions as if they were looking at an idiot.

"No, Captain, do you think we can stop it?"

Zhang Chulan spread his hands.

If my elder brother or my advisor were here, I would start fighting without saying a word.

Now?

The strongest person on my side has been taken down, so why should I go in? It doesn't fit my character at all!

team leader

Damn it, I figured it out myself.

This bastard is basically the kind of person who thrives when things are going well, but shirks responsibility when things are going badly.

It's better to hope I can pull off a miracle and turn the tide than to rely on him.

"You'd better stay where you are. I don't want to be enemies with the Great Xia, but if it really comes to the worst, I might as well kill you."

Yamamoto Kazuo's words carried a chilling murderous intent, sending a shiver down the captain's spine.

They really are going to kill me!

"Boss, he doesn't seem to have woken up yet."

Biga approached the young monk and reported to Yamamoto Kazuo.

"Keep observing; Miaoshan wouldn't lie to me!"

Kazuo Yamamoto said firmly.

Miaoshan was transformed from Guanyin's tears in the mortal world; perhaps she was unhappy with what she wanted to do.

But the rule of answering questions for thirty-three people every thirty-three years was proposed by Miaoshan, and she could not go against the rule she set for herself.

Biga frowned.

She wouldn't disobey her boss's orders, but Biga really didn't understand what was so special about the monk in front of her.

Biga sized up the monk.

The monk holds a staff in his right hand and a golden bowl in his left, looking solemn and dignified.

If he weren't so young, he would have seriously doubted whether the other person was really Fahai.

"In any case, if we just crush him, it won't hinder the boss's plan."

Biga muttered to himself, then his eyes flashed with a fierce light.

If it weren't for the strong life force emanating from the monk opposite him, he might have even doubted whether the monk was really dead. But whether he was dead or not was no longer important.

I can shatter it with my mind; even a living person can't stop the boss's plan.

"Om~"

The boundless power of thought is about to erupt.

"Boom~"

The next moment, the monk, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.

"I can see at a glance that you are not human!"

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The sound was explosive, like the first clap of thunder in the early spring after the cold winter.

With lowered brows and angry eyes, he was as ruthless and decisive as a Buddha or Arhat in the Western Paradise.

The sound waves were like rolling waves, carrying bursts of Buddhist light. Each sound wave seemed to weigh a million pounds to Bika.

"Bang~"

Biga was instantly sent flying backward.

"roar~"

Almost the instant the sound wave transformed into a tidal wave, the immense power acted upon Biga, and the power of his bloodline was instantly unleashed.

Yellow pupils, carrying an unparalleled sinister aura.

Bika is very angry!

I was working for the boss, and this little monk actually made me look bad?!

Damn it!

His bloodline power surged, and in an instant, his aura increased by almost dozens of times, forcibly resisting the terrifying sound waves.