Now, in the lush forest behind Green Peak…
Four hundred and twenty skeletons were 2.5 meters tall. They held huge stone axes in their hands and their bones were arranged in a solemn manner as if they were made of iron and stone.
And at the very front, Lan Zishan appeared demonic.
A monk in a Buddhist robe had such a strange scene.
It was like a Sorcerer.
Scattered and hid underground, waiting for the call.
The small monk spoke and the white bones burrowed into the ground. Then, he slowly made his way to the Buddhist temple on the front mountain.
At the entrance, there were still many tourists taking photos. When they saw a handsome young monk, many lights immediately turned to the monk.
Some young men asked.
"Monk, do you also have emotions and desires? Don't you feel that it's a great honor to be married?”
"Monks should know how to be selfless, how to give up, and how to repent. Don't let yourself fall into the sea of struggle in love.”
It was a young man with dyed red hair. His appearance was considered delicate, but he had triangular eyes and a croaky voice. He sounded kind when he spoke, but his voice was actually arrogant.
As the red-haired young man spoke, many young men around him agreed.
"That's right. Monk, we're here to persuade you.”
"You're so handsome. Do you lack women? The princesses of Great Yu Dynasty are meant to marry each other.”
Destiny.
Mission
A sense of responsibility.
A large number of people actually had to rely on their protectors.
After hundreds of marriages, the humiliation of the people had turned into a habit. They were calm and it was only natural.
Lan Zishan looked on quietly without any disdain. He couldn't be bothered to look down on these people whose bones had completely gone soft. Instead, he quietly straightened his back and walked into the Buddhist temple, leaving only the sound of Buddhist chanting.
"Buddha, save everything."
Then, he walked into the hall and chanted scriptures with the many Buddhas.
Outside the door, the red-haired man could not help but sigh.
"This, this monk is possessed."
......
He chanted scriptures in the hall for two hours.
After returning to his meditation room and resting quietly, Lan Zishan closed his eyes. What he saw was the humiliating path of marriage.
It took him a long time to fall asleep. Then, at dawn, he walked down the mountain alone.
There was a tomb on the left side of Qingfeng Mountain. It was the tomb of the Black Mountain's generals. It was mostly the graves of those who died. No one had taken care of it these years. Lan Zishan had gone.
The rooster crowed early in the morning, and the sky was still dark. He got up early and changed into clean clothes. His appearance was no longer handsome, but a little demonic and Buddhist.
The grave of the general of Black Mountain,
There were many photographers taking photos now. Among them, Chen Shuaiwen, a photographer from Ye City, was taking photos of the dark environment as a base map. Then, he saw a young monk walking into the grave.
Chen Shuaiwen couldn't help but frown. He thought of the young monk who was very popular on the Internet.
He who loves but cannot get,
He didn't disturb them and continued to film other scenes. He would occasionally glance at the small monk from the corner of his eye.
Until the image became clear.
The little monk was kind. He began to pick flowers from the surrounding wild grass and flowers, then made them into bunches of flowers. He didn't care that his fingers were pricked.
He plucked the flowers from dawn to noon. His fingers were dripping with blood, and there were nearly hundreds of flowers.
Then, the small monk stopped. His clothes were stained with a lot of blood, but he became more compassionate.
"Sigh, why do you have to do this? This monk wants to make himself suffer and do some good deeds to numb himself.”Chen Shuaiwen sighed,
Then, Lan Zishan did not care about the people around him. He only held the flowers and placed one flower at each grave. The flowers were white and resplendent as they leaned against the lonely tombstones.
At this moment, if there were any dark-attribute ability users present, they would feel a terrifying dark-attribute power attack and engulf the entire scene.
Chen Shuaiwen was an ordinary person, so he could only feel the sudden coldness. As the small monk continued to bloom, the coldness became even stronger. He couldn't help but leave, feeling a little depressed and frightened.
The small monk was the only one left in the large general's tomb. He had offered flowers to a third of the tomb.
Then, he sat quietly and chanted.
When he saw someone on his deathbed, he advised him to recite Buddha's name and showed him a statue to show respect. So that the Buddha's deep worship, so can achieve this kind of light.
Some sentient beings, at the end of their lives, showed their evil faces before their death. When they saw their faces, they were frightened and had no place to rely on. If you can call my name with all your heart, all the evil things in the world will be destroyed.
At this moment, with his legs crossed, Lan Zishan saw a new interface appear in front of him.
For the first time in hundreds of years, they feel warmth. The scars of being abandoned come, and you activate the talent of the dead.
[Level 10 Talent of the Dead Souls: Commanding the Dead Souls and creating an army of ghost soldiers. Currently, you can command 400 dead souls/Level 10 scythe ghosts. Devour broken white bones to strengthen the Yin Qi.]
The second talent had arrived.
The skeleton army's embryonic form,
The embryonic form of the army of the dead,
Everything began to show.
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