At the gate of Jinshan Temple, Monk Faming was covered in blood and lay on a stretcher, looking like he was as angry as a wandering spring and his life was not long.

"Master, why do you look like you have just returned from the Ghost Gate?" Tang Hao rushed over, held Monk Faming's hand, and said with concern.

When Monk Faming heard this, he was shocked.

He knew that his disciple was very strong, but when did this kid learn the ability to defies the heavens?

He entered the palace in the morning, originally to block the resentful soul of the Dragon King of Jinghe so that Li Er could have a good sleep and restore his energy.

As a result, he was still one step late. By the time he arrived at Tai Chi Palace, Li Er had already died in peace and his soul had gone to the underworld.

Originally, they could have gone home, but Yuan Shoucheng jumped out and said that he had a way to open the gate of hell. It was not safe to go to the underworld by one person. Only when they had to go there were two people, they were 80% sure to bring Li Er's soul back.

Everyone in the field immediately turned their attention to Monk Faming.

So a monk and a Taoist walked into the underworld together. They were originally going to go to the Hall of Yama, to talk to the King of Yama, and to bring Li Er's soul out.

Who would have thought of going a wrong way? On the road to Huangquan, the two met a ghost king named Mingtian and blocked the way. The three of them fought.

Monk Faming and Yuan Shoucheng were defeated, dragging their seriously injured body, and then they escaped from the gates of hell.

"A disciple, I was slapped in the chest by the Ghost King of Mori Tian. Seven pairs of ribs have been broken. The three souls, seven spirits and internal organs have been seriously injured. I will not live long."

"After I pass away, you must cremate my personal belongings and remains. If there are no relics, the remaining ashes will be buried in the woods of the temple."

"The master has no ability. I have studied "The Great Power Tianlong" for my life. I hope you can replace me and teach it to your junior brother. You must remember!" Monk Faming vomited seven mouthfuls of blood before he finished these three sentences.

The monks around were crying so hard that they couldn't help but sigh. The white-bearded host also sighed.

When the monk passed away, heaven and earth were sad.

After the death of Monk Faming, no one took the lead in the Zhike Monk, and the female donor who came to Jinshan Temple to pray for a child, was probably going to be greatly reduced!

Tang Hao looked at the monk Faming who wanted to close his eyes and promised: "Master, please leave with confidence. I will definitely handle your funeral."

Monk Faming nodded with relief.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, Tang Hao spoke again: "Master, you have collected the annotated scriptures, and I will put them in the Sutra Pavilion for the world to read."

Monk Faming nodded with relief again, then stunned for three seconds.

His eyes suddenly widened: (°〼°〃)

The head can be broken and blood can flow. The treasured scriptures cannot be made public!

He closed his eyes, closed his hands together, and whispered Amitabha Buddha, and a mouthful of black and fishy blood spurted out of his mouth.

Then the person got up from the stretcher as if nothing had happened.

"Host, disciple, you don't have to be sad. I suddenly feel that I can still rescue you and treat internal injuries?" Monk Faming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and walked straight to the pharmacy of Jinshan Temple.

The monks at the scene were shocked. This was even more scary than a zombie.

The old host, who was over 80, shook his long lifespan and said in shock: "Sure enough, people are forced out. Faming saw through confusion between life and death, and actually lived out of the second life. It's incredible!"

Tang Hao found his master Faming who was decorating medicine for him in the pharmacy.

He asked curiously: "Master, how to get to the Ghost Gate? Is that Ghost King of Moritian powerful?"

Monk Faming put down the medicine jar in his hand. He seemed to recall something sad and sighed.

He said, "Disciple, you know the ability of being a teacher. If you are in the world, not to mention a Montenegro Ghost King, even if you have two Montenegro Ghost Kings, I am not afraid of him!"

"But that is the underworld. It can only use 70% of its ability as a teacher, so it's not that I can't beat him, it's that I'm restrained."

Tang Hao nodded, and he had already memorized the master's words.

Over the years, since I reached level 30, I have often wiped my butt for my master.

The female ghost in red in mass graves, the thousand-year-old tree demon in Pingkangfang, the white snake spirit on the lakeside of Daming, the snow girl on the snow mountain, etc.

Monk Faming went to provoke first, but he ran back after being injured. Then Tang Hao went to sign in to subdue the demons.

It can be said that without the efforts of Monk Faming, Tang Hao must have been promoted to less than 55 levels now.

"Master, just say it directly, the strength and address of the King of Mingtian Ghosts, I understand the rest." Tang Hao said.

"Amitabha, enemies should be resolved rather than formed. Disciple, don't be too attached to taking revenge." Monk Faming clasped his hands together and often chanted the Buddha's name.

After a moment.

He spoke and said all the information about the Ghost King of Mingtian: "That guy is the Ghost King of the Heavenly Immortal Period. He has green face and fangs, horns on his head, and a string of skulls hanging around his neck, which is very easy to identify."

"When I left, I pulled a corner of his clothes. I will be a paper crane for finding people. If you enter the underworld and release the paper crane, you will definitely find him!"

Tang Hao looked at the paper crane in his hand blankly and said helplessly: "Master, you just said that enemies should be resolved rather than formed."

Bang!

Monk Faming threw off the medicine bowl in his hand and said with confidence: "That sentence was said by the Buddha, and reconciliation with him is also the Buddha's business. Our mission is to send him to the West and meet with the Buddha."

Tang Hao nodded thoughtfully. He received a book of ghosts and monsters from Zangjin Pavilion, so he went back to his room to study.

At night, the bells of the temple rang, and when the monks were about to go to bed, an uninvited guest rode a fast horse and knocked on the gate of Jinshan Temple.

He wore a red round neck robe, a black mattress, a cowhide boots, and a slender ritual knife around his waist. He walked with a full momentum.

Tang Hao just met this person today, and he was the leader of the Demon Hunt Office.

After he found the host, he named him and insisted on meeting Tang Hao, saying that he had something to ask for.

Since he was an official, he was unable to refuse the presidency, so he sent someone to lead the way and sent the person to Tang Hao.

"Hehehe, little master, I miss you so much!" Yin Laosan rubbed his hands and smiled.

Tang Hao asked happily: "When did your demon hunting department improve their efficiency? Did I get the double reward for killing carp spirits so quickly?"

"My little master, look at what you said, can we still lose money to the demon catching department?" Yin Laosan took out a bag of money from his arms directly.

Once opened, it was filled with golden leaves worth hundreds of gold.

Tang Hao put away the money and looked much more kind.

He has been in Chang'an for some time, and he has received the reward so happily as today. This is the first time, especially when he has sent it to someone.

Is this the Monster Hunt Office recently investigated strictly or are these guys asking for it?

Otherwise, this could not have happened!

"Captain Yin, you are here today, there is nothing else, just to send money?"

Yin Laosan shook his head and said, "Master, what are you saying? Can't I come to burn incense and worship Buddha if I have something to do?"

"I am a devout Buddhist. Even if I go to Pingkangfang, I will bring a jade Buddha pendant around my neck, so I will ask for blessing from the Buddha."

A row of question marks appeared above Tang Hao's head, something was wrong with Captain Yin, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes.

If you have to work hard on that kind of thing, the Buddha really doesn’t care about it. If it really doesn’t work, you can make up for it!

"I always want to come to your temple to worship Buddha. This time I have business, so I will do both business and private affairs."

"There are some troubles in the palace. I recommend it. The lord above said, asking me to ask you to come overnight." Yin Laosan said.

Um?

Tang Hao snorted, frowned, expressing his dissatisfaction. Going out at night will greatly affect people's sleep.

Yin Laosan immediately said: "Master, something urgent is happening. Please help me. We lord said that you can increase the money this time!"

Tang Hao nodded and his eyebrows were relieved a lot.

He said, "Catcher Yin, what you said is serious. It is the duty of me to subdue demons and eliminate demons. If you say that money will be separated from you."
Chapter completed!