Chapter 948

Zen master Fang Yuan continues to play chess with Lao Dao with a smile. In the situation, he has already occupied an advantage. It can be said that he is suppressing Lao Dao's chess. It seems that he is waiting for the harvest.

Lao Dao is still a light cloud, seems to be completely ignored, these things have nothing to do with him.

Li Qianlong is also very nervous and can't help himself, but the situation is not as bad as he imagined. Lao Dao's chess power seems to be at a disadvantage, but he is not at the mercy of others.

Even Zen master Fang Yuan felt helpless. He thought he had the chance to win, but it was impossible to completely suppress the old Taoist. The situation was not as optimistic as he thought. Although the old Taoist was casual, there was no mystery.

There was a stalemate between the two sides, and Zen master Fang Yuan also felt difficult, but he couldn't help it. In the end, the game was a draw.

The situation was decided. Everyone held his breath. He didn't know what the situation was. Zen master Fang Yuan put down his chess pieces and said to the people, "today's game is a draw. The situation remains the same for the time being. We old guys shouldn't do it. Only the disciples below Yuan Ying can do it. We can win or lose the game according to our destiny."

This should be their agreement. It seems that Zen master Fang Yuan is very generous. He doesn't care about what happened before. He lets his own people do things under his own door. It doesn't affect too much environment and leads to the death everywhere.

Zen master Fang Yuan proposed this plan because there were not many disciples in Lao Dao's sect. He had some confidence in his disciples, so he made such an alliance.

After thinking about it, the Taoist priest said, "I will make a joint covenant according to what you said. You and I will clap high fives as an oath."

Then he raised his walking stick, and Zen master Fang Yuan took the same hand. They hit each other's palms in one place. This is not only to sign a covenant, but also to test each other's aura cultivation. If the cultivation is not enough, they can't even stick to it. Of course, there is no need to sign a covenant.

The palms of the two men were together, which seemed to be light, but people with clear eyes could see that they were exerting their full strength. The spiritual power of both sides poured into their palms, and the air around them became rolling, as if they were covered by huge pressure.

After a moment, they separated their palms. They didn't seem to have much, but they noticed that their faces were flushed, which was the performance of their skill running to the extreme.

Master Fang Yuan picked up his staff and said to the invaders, "let's go back."

Then he took out a magic weapon and left with the crowd. When he saw the Zen master Fang Yuan leaving, Lao Dao vomited out a mouthful of blood. Li Qianlong quickly went up to help him and took out the healing pill for him.

The old Taoist waved his hand and said, "no, at my level, ordinary pills have no effect at all. It will take at least two years to recover. He estimates that it is the same."

Wushizi tried his best to fight monk Fangyuan. One is to test his strength, the other is to hurt him as much as possible, so that he can't do it for a short time.

He predicted that monk Fangyuan's injury was similar to his. In order not to make the injury worse, he must not be able to do it for two years. In this way, he can gain precious time, but the world is not so simple.

After monk Fang Yuan went back, he vomited a mouthful of blood like Lao Dao. His disciples wanted to help him, but he pushed him away.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a sneer, "Wu Shizi, the old Taoist priest, is very calculating. He hurt me so that I can't fight in a short time. In this way, the advantage of China can be maintained. It's a pity that he can't do well, and he miscalculated my strength."

"Go and catch five hundred Chinese boys and girls every month, and when you have enough, send them to the secret room of my cultivation." Zen master Fang Yuan said to his disciples.

The disciples all took the task and went down to carry out it. Looking at him as a Buddhist practitioner, no one would think that monk Fangyuan is also very good at the Dharma of devious ways.

With these heretical methods, monk Fang Yuan can make the recovery time much earlier. He can recover completely in a year or even half a year, and no one can stop him in China.

The conclusion of this secret negotiation can be said to have set the following tone. The monks of Yuanying period in China are not without them, but they seldom appear.

After several requests from the elite army and the popular army, they agreed to come out and take charge, so that the yuan infant ninjas and warriors among the aggressors would not have the chance to attack the leaders of all parties. There were many small-scale frictions, but the situation remained basically stable.

Maybe it was the calm before the storm, all kinds of undercurrents were hidden under the calm surface. Some strange things happened in the village near Li Qianlong's residence. Many children in the village disappeared today.

Often their families leave their children for a moment, and their children suddenly disappear. Naturally, those families who have lost their children are in great pain, and several searches are fruitless.

In order to prevent children from being robbed, young people in the village formed a guard, patrolling day and night, hoping to keep the remaining children, but the loss of children has been happening all the time, and there is no way to solve it.

Helpless villagers turn to Li Qianlong's Jiandao camp. Hearing what happened to the villagers, Li Qianlong decides to help them.

He took more than ten soldiers from Jiandao camp, dressed as villagers, and followed the villagers back. They found a place to live in the village and paid close attention to the surrounding situation.

The local children are all concentrated in the biggest room in the village, and the family members of seven or eight children are guarding the door. There are village guards around constantly patrolling. In their opinion, unless it is a monster, it is impossible for them to break into the house and abduct the children.

But with the disappearance of the child day by day, the villagers are very anxious. Li Qianlong also feels strange about such a thing. He disguises himself as a villager and sits at the door, trying to see where the devil is.

Little by little, at night, the children fall asleep under the care of their parents, and many people can't help but feel sleepy. They just want to protect their children with mental support.

The weather began to feel cool. A gust of wind blew, and the leaves on the surrounding trees were all blown up, making a sound of clatter. Li Qianlong pretended to be in low spirits. In fact, he was paying close attention to the surrounding situation.

This is a cat's call. It sounds lazy, but it's nothing strange. There are many unknown wild cats in the village, and they often appear at night.

However, Li Qianlong was nervous, and the unusual feeling surged into his heart. The cat's cry and the bell on his body formed a peculiar charm, which made the villagers feel trapped in a dream.

Li Qianlong didn't know how to resist such a thing, so he had to bite the tip of his tongue in exchange for a moment's soberness. Only a moment's soberness made him see that the wild cat had gone into the room.