Female President's Personal Doctor

Chapter 1929

Two black smoke shot out, which broke through his magic power and prevented him from catching the old monk. Fat monk was not surprised. He began to change his position and play hide and seek with Qingyan.

Fat monk always did not dare to get too close to the grave. It seems that he had suffered from the loss of the grave before and did not dare to fight with the grave. He only kept dealing with Qingyan and obviously just wanted to take the old monk away.

It can be seen that fat monk is not the first time to fight with Huangfen. He was not careful before. After he adopted the strategy of fighting, Qingyan of Huangfen had no way to deal with him. On the contrary, the fat monk kept on fighting. When he got the chance, he tried to catch the old monk with his magic power.

In addition, under his consumption, Qingyan gradually became weak. The interval of Qingyan's attack is getting longer and longer. Finally, the fat monk seizes the opportunity to break through its obstacles and attack the old monk.

As soon as he was about to succeed, there was an angry drink coming from the grave. In an instant, four streams of smoke shot out, piercing the fat monk's shoulders and legs. The fat monk had to step back and stare at the wasteland grave with gloomy eyes. Although Huangfen is powerful, its attack range is very limited. After the fat monk quits five feet away, Huangfen's smoke can't attack him. This is the biggest weakness of Huangfen.

"Old man, there is seed. You hide in it and never come out!" The fat monk gnashed his teeth. He tried his best to consume the wasteland grave, but he didn't expect that it still left a lot of powerful backhand, which made him defenseless.

Hiss! Two more streams of smoke shot out, but the fat monk stopped an inch in front of his nose. The fat monk didn't even move. He sneered, "you two dead monsters, what can you do for me?"

Before, he didn't pay attention to how he scolded and beat the old monk, but when he heard that the people in the grave were monsters, the old monk immediately raised his head and his eyes were twinkling with killing intention. He wasn't good at it, and he killed countless people.

"My parents are here. I'll kill the demon monk when I'm young." The old monk straightened up slowly and went to the fat monk. There was no fluctuation of power in him, but there was a powerful momentum that could not be seen directly.

The fat monk obviously miscalculated. He didn't see the details of the old guy. He thought that he was an old waste who had gone crazy. Until now, he realized that this was a existence he couldn't afford.

"Ah - old - old Buddha - you, don't come here -" the fat monk was suppressed by the old monk's momentum, but he couldn't move. He was so scared that his face was as gray as death, and his soul was all in danger, and his speech was not complete.

The old monk didn't have to do anything at all. He was crushed just by his momentum and fell to the ground in a pool of mud. His eyes were full of fear and despair. The old monk quietly walked up to him and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm too lazy to let you go. I'll punish you to guard here forever."

Before the words came out, the fat monk was enveloped in a blood red Buddha light. The fat monk's eyes widened in horror, but he couldn't say anything. Then he grabbed his throat as if he wanted to pull something apart. Then he saw his body twitching, and gradually turned into a black mastiff with black fur and red eyes.

The black mastiff let out an unwilling roar, but after a violent shock, the fierce light in his eyes quickly converged, and he walked to the old monk very meekly.

"Well, that's good!" The old monk reached out and touched his head, led him back to the grave and continued to face the grave. The black mastiff crouched obediently beside him. When there was any movement around him, he raised his head and looked around with vigilance, and his mouth gave a roar that made his scalp numb.

Seeing this scene, the villagers didn't know the origin of the old monk. They didn't dare to approach him any more. In addition, it was getting late, and then gradually left, the cemetery soon returned to calm.

The old monk was sitting in front of the grave, but his spirit had entered the grave and knelt in a big coffin. His parents died at the same time and were buried together, which was a little consolation in his misfortune. However, no one thought that the parents did not completely swallow their breath. Under all kinds of circumstances, they inadvertently started corpse repair and gained the ability they had never had before.

But the corpse repair is very evil. Once we set foot on it, there will be no turning back, and we will never see the sun again. Today, hundreds of millions of years have passed. In such a long time, their parents have already reached the realm of the king of corpses. Although they are very powerful, they are also subject to more restrictions. They are unable to leave here, and their means of attack are only within five feet of the grave.

This is not much different from being imprisoned, which makes the old monk very sad, but he can do nothing about it. He can't save them with his current mana, and he can't bear to leave, so he can only accompany them here.

"Go ahead, don't worry about us. We're fine here." Or mother soft hearted, already in the heart to forgive him.

"If I don't leave, I'll wait until you get rid of the corpse gas and become human again. Our family will live together again and never separate from each other." The old monk is more stubborn than ever.

At this time, his father sighed: "don't be silly, even the Buddha can't do anything. We've seen through it now. It's no pity that we can see you again. Go and come back once in a while."

To become the king of corpses, although they have gained eternal life to some extent, because they have transcended death, they can only live in the dark. I'm afraid it's no better than death. It can be said that life is not like death. The main reason is that they can't even see the last side of their son when they die. Under the extremely strong obsession, they inadvertently start the road of corpse cultivation. They are very satisfied to live till now and see the children they miss so much.

The words of the dead king's father made the old monk have no choice but to smile bitterly. Even the Tathagata couldn't do it. It seemed that he really had no hope. Suddenly, there was a light in his mind. That man was more powerful than the Tathagata. If you ask him to do it

The person he thought of was Ning fan. At the moment, Ning fan was with the soldier Yang Su and was secretly instructing him to practice. Although the aura in the world of science and technology is very weak, it's not that it can't be cultivated, it's just that it lacks good skills. With Ning fan, there is nothing that can't be done.

Under the guidance of Ning fan, Yang Su's cultivation is developing rapidly. He soon becomes a more powerful cultivator from a warrior with strong physique. He feels his own strength most deeply. His current strength is more than 100 times that before, and he can do many things that he could not do before.

"Did you open the way for me to be a saint?" Yang Su is happy and confused.