I fished out corpses in Wuding River to extract entries

Xie Que knew very well that no one who could be called a "god" was someone to be trifled with.

The shark tribe seems to live thousands of miles offshore, but it is difficult to find out the specific location from the memories of these guys.

However, the residual slough was obtained by Xie Que and Dahei from the Qiongyu Sea hundreds of thousands of miles away thousands of years ago.

Even when the Silver Dragon King found it, it was within the scope of the Qiongyu Sea and would not go beyond such a far distance.

But why, the believers of this so-called "Dagon" actually appeared around this remnant.

Xie Que began to doubt this.

Perhaps the Silver Dragon King was not far from Dacai Continent when he originally obtained it.

That is, near where these sharks live.

After all, according to what Dahei said, the time the Silver Dragon King spent in seclusion to transform into a dragon was hundreds of years.

This period of time may be the key for him to swim nearby and obtain the residual slough.

Or perhaps, these sharks are able to lock and track the body based on its position.

Both of these possibilities are possible, but Xie Que doesn't know the details.

The first appearance of the sharks was also during the Futu Ridge period, four to five hundred years ago.

And he had arrived in Da Cai more than a thousand years ago.

This is the reason why Xie Que cannot judge rashly.

But there was one thing that made Xie Que even more surprised.

Those monks or stargazers all believed that the centuries-old dragon energy stolen by the evil dragon was imprisoned together with the evil god's skin.

But, both of these things seem to be there.

Xie Que thought, was there something wrong?

Or is it that what is held inside is not what they say, but some other kind of horror?

Regarding this point, even Dahei only had a partial understanding of it.

He only told himself not to touch the coffin, and did not explain clearly what was contained in it.

Xie Que was thinking, and he suddenly remembered that he seemed to feel an inexplicably familiar temperament from the coffin.

But it’s something I’ve never been exposed to before, so what is it?

Could it be that Dahei got a piece of the evil god's skin from somewhere?

In a daze, Xie Que trembled all over.

The figure of the evil god Dagon seemed to appear in front of him.

And raised his cold, thick arms to grab himself.

Xie Que was suddenly startled and jumped out of the water quickly.

The illusion gradually dissipated and retreated like a tide.

Xie Que looked into the water again, feeling the discomfort he felt after smashing the statue into pieces again.

At this moment, the water seemed to have become a forbidden place for him.

I feel that way.

If he ever goes into the water again, he will be dragged by the evil god into the deepest and darkest depths of the sea, never to be able to rise again.

He took a deep breath.

If this is the case, the trial of death will be restricted.

Xie Que looked at the water and couldn't help but hesitate.

Just when he was about to put his hand into the river, suddenly, there were several frightening sounds not far away.

Xie Que hurriedly activated the Jinpeng Movement and gradually moved away from the small car ditch.

As for the corpses in the river on the ground, he had no control over them.

Anyway, they were all pretty much beaten to pieces, so it would be best to let the other party know that it was the sharks who destroyed these corpses.

Walking to Jinmen City, Xie Que originally wanted to buy more spices and seasonings.

After all, the wild boar is huge. Even if the bones and skin are removed, there will probably be more than ten tons of meat left.

But the moment Xie Que saw the gate of the Demon Suppression Division, he walked in like a ghost.

He wanted to ask his master what was wrong with him.

After all, fishing for corpses is your true base.

If he couldn't fish out the corpse, he might still be able to continue on the path of martial arts with the two existing golden entries.

But wouldn’t more entries be a bad thing?

And Xie Que also wanted to see where the limits of the Death Trial were!

How high it can elevate itself!

A lot of manpower has been redeployed from the Demon Suppression Department, plus people on duty near many villages outside.

The current Demon-Suppressing Division seems a little cold.

Even though it was getting early in the morning and it was the time to chant sutras and practice morning exercises, there were no more than twenty people in the martial arts field.

It was completely different from the previous grand scene, and Xie Que also prayed, hoping that the Demon Suppressor would not suffer too many casualties this time.

The gatekeepers of the Suppressing Demon Division and the secret sect guards were all very familiar with Xie Que.

Although Xie Que has never joined the secret sect and has not been ordained, his name as the master and disciple of Yan Guang is basically accepted.

However, Xie Que also had some doubts about the composition of the secret sect.

Among them, there are many spiritual guardians who worship the gods in the three realms like Uncle Nanguang and have achievements equivalent to those of people in Dong'an Town.

But those real high-level secret sects, such as Dharma King, Hutuktu and others, have never been seen before.

The true leader is like his own master.

However, Xie Que can also roughly guess that this is just a residence of the secret sect.

The master, who is the governor of the Demon Suppressing Division, is the one with the highest status here.

When he walked to the Buddha Hall, the master seemed to have noticed his arrival.

He just said directly: "Come in."

Xie Que was not surprised, after all, he had broken through to the Martial Saint.

He didn't even see clearly how his master got in front of him.

It is naturally normal to be able to feel that one is standing outside the Buddha Hall.

At this time, the sky was hazy, and only one red candle was lit in the compact, windowless Buddha Hall.

Coupled with the reflection from the golden body of the Buddha, it seemed a bit dim.

"There is a fishy smell, don't pollute this Buddhist temple." Master Yan Guang sat on the futon without looking back. A ray of spiritual light fell, and Xie Que suddenly felt that something in his body disappeared.

But when he thought about it, he still had that inexplicable fear of going into the water.

Xie Que smiled bitterly, concealing some of the facts.

I just told Master that I encountered those sharks in the water and wanted to see if Master Yan Guang had a solution.

"The mermaid of the deep abyss." Master Yan Guang pondered for a while, then muttered: "You actually broke the statue of the old immortal from the sea of ​​ghosts to pieces."

"Generally, blasphemers like this are extremely lucky if they don't die on the spot."

"Old Immortal of the Ghost Sea?" Xie Que was a little confused.

Master Yan Guang stood up and walked to the candlestick: "Well, it is the 'Father God' or 'Dagon' as those sharks call him."

Xie Que was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this monster could be called "Old Immortal".

"Is the deep abyss where those sharks live?" Xie Que thought.

Master Yan Guang nodded: "Those sharks have been living in the deep abyss for who knows how many years. It is only in the past hundred years that they have come close to the land. I don't know why."

"Master, where is the Deep Abyss?" Xie Que asked.

The master glanced at him from the corner of his eye: "What? You are addicted to fishing for corpses. Do you want to fish for shark corpses?"

Xie Que chuckled, pretending to be dumbfounded and not answering.

Master Yan Guang didn't care about it, and just continued: "It's probably thousands of miles away from us, which can be regarded as an extremely distant sea area."

Xie Que's doubts were suddenly solved.

Since these sharks did not chase them all the way from Qiongyu Sea, it means that the original Silver Dragon King had been near Dacai and obtained the offerings of these sharks by stealing or robbing them.

This is the remnant of the ghost sea old immortal Dagon.

However, according to Dahei's description.

This Silver Dragon King is a seclusion madman, how could he travel thousands of miles away?

It took hundreds of years to travel back and forth to obtain these two evil items.

Putting this doubt aside, what happened to the Silver Dragon King was her business, and Xie Que still wanted to solve his own problem first.

"Now, are you afraid of water?" Master suddenly asked.

Xie Que couldn't help but be stunned and nodded quickly.

Master Yan Guang also imitated Xie Que and smiled: "Do you want to solve it?"

Xie Duo nodded faster and faster: "Of course I miss Master, even in my wildest dreams!"

"Otherwise, you won't be able to take a shower, and you will be disgusted with my stench every time you come here, just like you did just now."

Master Yan Guang glanced at Xie Que helplessly, then raised his head and looked at the statue in front of him.

It was a Buddha statue with three heads and six arms, wearing tiger skin clothing, holding a golden rod, and having abundant hair on its body.

Xie Que has seen it many times.

Sometimes he also thought, could this be a battle to defeat the Buddha?

But later, Xie Que learned that this was the Bodhisattva Dali Mingwang.

It's not the monkey that I imagined.

Master Yan Guang lit a stick of incense, raised his arms toward the Buddha statue and then lowered it. He turned to Xie Que and said, "If you want to solve the curse that Dagon left on you, you can only pray to God."

"Now, it depends on whether you are sincere or not."

Xie Que was a little hesitant. Could it be that he wanted to worship God?

Don't say that you were an unbeliever in your previous life.

Even he has never believed in anyone in his life, and Dashun once told him that "gods and Buddhas are poisonous".

It even made Xie Que stay away from the gods and Buddhas in this world.

Master Yan Guang seemed to notice Xie Que's hesitation.

He smiled and said: "There is no need to kneel down and worship, I Buddha only need to be sincere."

Xie Que asked curiously: "Master, how can you be considered sincere?"

Master Yan Guang said: "I am a proud Buddha and never use incense."

"But he likes to hear others praise him."

"As a believer, the most important thing is to flatter him."

As Master Yan Guang said this, he actually became happy first. He quickly clasped his hands together and bowed: "Sin, sin."

Xie Que couldn't help but become curious.

Are there really such gods and Buddhas who only like to hear good words and don’t eat the world?

Xie Que suddenly thought about it, what should he praise?

Brother Monkey, Brother Monkey, are you really amazing?

I'm afraid that if I get beaten to death by a stick, I won't have anywhere to cry.

"Master, how about you go first?" Xie Que asked tentatively.

Master Yan Guang coughed, and his eyes gradually became strange. After hesitation, he nodded and said, "That poor monk is showing off his shame."

He raised his head to look at the statue and said in a solemn tone: "You are so handsome with golden hair on your body and a dragon king on your feet! If you want to ask the immortal Buddha where to go, worship the Monkey King in front of the Water Curtain Cave!"

Water Curtain Cave? Xie Que couldn't help but feel moved again.

Is he really who he imagined?

However, after listening to his master's limerick, he couldn't help but be stunned.

It rhymes quite a bit! But the content...

He held it in for a long time, and even turned a little red: "Master... what a literary talent!"

Master Yan Guang nodded, as if nothing was wrong: "It's your turn."

Xie Que's thoughts moved and he started to read:

"As soon as wind and thunder rise from the earth, there will be heaps of bones and spirits."