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Seeing the giant black tiger emitting a strong black energy rushing forward, the young monk's expression changed slightly, and then he shot a golden seal towards the giant black tiger.

This golden seal flew out from the hands of the young monk without rings, and quickly grew in size, eventually becoming even bigger than the giant black tiger.

This seal is called "Dragon Subduing Seal", and it is the secret seal of the descending dragon lineage. Only the direct disciples of the Dragon Subduing Arhat can practice it. It is one of the eighteen seals of Wanfo Temple.

Along with it, there are also "Fat Tiger Seal", "Drag Tower Seal", "Sitting Deer Seal", "Crossing River Seal" and so on.

The black giant tiger hit by the "Dragon Subduing Seal" flew tens of feet away, and was finally blocked by a stone wall.

The giant black tiger, spitting out blood, slowly stood up from the ground, its huge body rapidly shrinking, and finally turned into a young man in black.

Hei Mu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up, looked at the young monk without ring in the distance with a fighting spirit and said.

"Master's Dharma is profound, and he is worthy of being an eminent monk who came out of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. I admire you!"

After finishing speaking, Hei Mu glanced to the other side, seeing that his subordinates were still unable to take down the four people, he shook his head helplessly.

A snap of fingers came out from Hei Mu's hand, and the five-headed monsters who were confronting Zhou Longxiang and the other four and guarding against the man in the dark immediately left the battlefield and came behind Hei Mu in one order.

The five-headed fourth-rank top-rank monsters met Hei Mu's calm eyes, and lowered their huge heads in unison.

"Master, let's end this battle!"

"It doesn't make any sense to continue fighting, and there is no need to fight to the death between you and me. The outcome of this battle will be saved for later."

The little monk without precepts clasped his hands together, his eyes were calm, and he responded softly.

"Amitabha, what the donor said is inappropriate."

"You and I are both practitioners, so we should focus on cultivation, why are we obsessed with winning or losing?"

When Hei Mu heard this, there was an unconscious smile on his face, and he clasped his hands together.

"I don't believe in Buddhism, I don't practice Buddhism, and I don't understand Buddhism, so naturally I don't have to follow the Buddha's teachings."

"The meeting between the master and this seat is a fate, and this seat reminds the master here."

"Master, don't go any further, go back the same way!"

After finishing speaking, Hei Mu, whose face became paler, disappeared with the five-headed monster behind him, and could only vaguely feel the direction of departure.

On the rocky wall of the valley, Chen Zimo saw that the battle was successfully concluded, so he was about to leave.

Judging from the conversation just now, it is not difficult to guess that Zhou Longxiang and the others are going to do a very dangerous thing, and Chen Zimo doesn't want to get involved at all.

Before secretly helping Zhou Longxiang and the others, Chen Zimo paid attention to the battlefield here from time to time.

To put it bluntly, Chen Zimo is no match for this humble little monk, or the Heiming Linghu who has left.

Just as Chen Zimo was about to leave, the pair of golden pupils of the young monk Wujie looked at where Chen Zimo was, and said softly.

"The benefactor is ready to leave?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Longxiang and the others followed the eyes of the young monk Wujie to look at Chen Zimo's position.

"If it weren't for the benefactor's help today, the fellow Taoist behind this little monk would be in danger, and the little monk would have to "break the precept" to save his life!"

Hearing the words, the four people behind the young monk without ring all lowered their heads in shame. They were the ones holding back.

"The little monk was lucky enough to get a thunder fruit, but it was useless to the little monk, so I gave it to the benefactor today to thank the benefactor for his help."

As soon as the words fell, a light white spiritual fruit appeared in the hands of the young monk without rings.

With the appearance of this spiritual fruit, the surrounding Lei Lingli couldn't help but increase a bit.

Looking at the Lei Minguo in the hands of the young monk, Chen Zimo couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Just leave quietly like this, return to the family safely, or go to get the fourth-tier middle-grade Lei Mingguo that is easily available, and then walk into a certain dangerous operation.

After a while, Chen Zimo slowly came out of his hiding place and flew towards the little monk holding Lei Minguo.

There is no way, Lei Mingguo is too fragrant, so he made a quick decision.

With this fourth-tier middle-grade Lei Mingguo and the help of Shenming Shadong, Chen Zimo is [-]% sure that he will reach the sixth level of Jindan.

Once his cultivation reached the sixth level of the Golden Core, Chen Zimo could directly break through to the late Golden Core stage by taking the Breaking Realm Pill he got from the Golden Core robbers in Huangshan Village.

If Chen Zimo didn't have that Tier [-] Boundary Breaking Pill in his hand, Chen Zimo wouldn't value that Lei Mingguo so much.

Chen Zimo slowly landed not far in front of the five people, his eyes drifted past the five people, and finally fell on Lei Leiguo in the hands of the young monk Wujie.

"This Lei Minguo is useful to me, so Chen will not be polite to Master."

After finishing speaking, Chen Zimo impatiently took the Lei Minguo from the Wujie young monk, and put it in the Leiling Ring.

When Lei Mingguo got it, Chen Zimo felt at ease, and then looked at the four acquaintances behind the young monk Wujie.

"Long time no see, fellow Taoists, stay safe and sound!"

"Chen Daoyou was joking, thanks to Daoist this time, otherwise it would be troublesome."

Among these four people, Zhou Longxiang was the one who had the closest relationship with Chen Zimo, followed by Qin Tianrong and his sister. As for Leng Ruxin, they only met each other a few times.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou is overwhelmed. He is also a human cultivator. Since we met, we should help him."

"Chen Daoyou is righteous, I admire you!"

Hearing Leng Ruxin's words, Chen Zimo felt a little uncomfortable, and was about to speak when he heard her continue.

"My concubine has an unfeeling request, I don't know if I should say it or not?"

Since it is an unfeeling request, Fairy Leng should stop talking.

I still have important family matters to deal with, so I will leave here, everyone will meet later!

Chen Zimo really wanted to answer like this, but under the direct gaze of five pairs of eyes, he could only lose in the end, and said with a smile on his face.

"Fairy please tell me?"

"This sect invites all walks of life......"

"I also ask fellow Taoists to help us. After the matter is completed, this sect will definitely have a big thank you."

Before Chen Zimo could reply, the young monk at the side vomited blood, sat cross-legged on the ground with a pale face, and his breath became chaotic in an instant.

Seeing this situation, everyone quickly turned their eyes away from Chen Zimo, and stepped forward to ask how the little monk Wujie was doing.

"Master Wujie, what's wrong with you?"

"Grandmaster……………"

The young monk Wujie didn't speak, his whole body glowed with golden light, and then he spit out a mouthful of blood.

In the previous battle with Hei Mu, the young monk Se Hei Mu came all over the place, and each of them suffered a little injury.

Before the situation was uncertain, the young monk without precepts could only forcefully press the wound, but now it is safe.

The young monk without precepts dredged the blood in his body and spit out the accumulated blood in his body.

All the blood stasis in the body was spit out, and the young monk's face gradually turned rosy, and his breath also calmed down.

"The little monk is exhausted and weak, so he borrowed the wine gourd from the fellow Taoist!"

Among the six people, only Chen Zimo and the young monk Wujie had wine gourds, so it was obvious at a glance who they were speaking to.