It's Yongye, a martial monk. Yongye suddenly becomes empty and turns into a black fog. In a flash, Tang Sanzang is enveloped!

"Villain!" The old monk sitting across from "Yanmo" hits with one hand, whistling in the underground space, but it can't make any impact on Yongye.

Tang Sanzang's whole body suddenly changed color, from the body into the body of King Kong.

The black fog came, like a whirlwind, surrounding the monks in the middle. In the wind, innumerable sharp objects constantly passed Tang Sanzang's body at high speed. One after another, the sparks brought by high-speed friction rendered the whirlwind extremely gorgeous!

"A little bit of work!" Master Sanzang narrowed his eyes, stretched out his arms, and suddenly thrust his fist into the whirlwind. All of a sudden, the sparks were everywhere!

Facing the huge wind pressure, Tang Sanzang cut the whirlwind in reverse direction. The metallized arm became red and the temperature increased continuously in the friction with sharp objects.

"Hum! Degenerate, what face do you have to continue to wear the name of a warrior monk! " Master Sanzang also put his other hand into the whirlwind. Both hands were forced to move outward at the same time, and suddenly tore them!

"Oh

Just as the cloth was torn apart, the whirlwind of eternal night was torn in two by Tang Sanzang.

Although the monk is full of doubts, he has never been a man of many words. Since both the master and the apprentice of the shadow entangled temple are suspected of being degenerate, they should kill them first!

Tang Sanzang's figure rose in a flash, and directly locked the old monk's position. Then, it turned into a shadow and flew close to him. With a whip leg mixed with a strong wind, he drew towards the old monk with a very amazing momentum.

However, the monk's foot did not cause any damage, and an invisible barrier blocked the monk's attack.

Tang Sanzang felt like a kick on the clock, and the air in front of him was rippling.

"The poor monk once swore with blood that" Yama "was there, and I was there." The old monk closed his eyes without any joy or sorrow: "I have exchanged my whole life's freedom for such a wall of ideas. Although I can't completely cut off the contact between Yama and the outside world, it is enough to ensure that outsiders can't get close to Yama."

Instead of picking up the old monk's words, master Sanzang kept testing the range of the barrier while moving at high speed.

The black wind transformed by Yongye monk condensed in the air again, and soon turned into human form. His dark face was full of ridicule: "don't waste your efforts. If there are any flaws, I will kill him already!"

"Yongye, why do you have to return Yama's freedom?" The old monk didn't pay any attention to Tang Sanzang's trial: "you were brought up by me. Why did you choose this road? Is it "Yama" that has given you any good? "

"You and Yama have been sealed together for more than 400 years. Do you still want me to be sealed in this ruined temple?" Yongye said with a trace of joy: "I have dedicated for 30 years, and the residents of Wangxiang city have also suffered for 30 years! The wronged souls of "Yama" have been waiting for 30 years! "

"How many thirty years is life?" Yongye watched Tang Sanzang stop at last: "I don't want to wait any longer. I'm right. The people who want to live are also right. Why not let the people who should bear this burden bear it?"

Tang Sanzang shook his head silently in his heart. On his way of progress, he saw too many companions who finally gave up the way of martial monks and even stepped into evil ways because of a trace of obsession.

In his opinion, these people are not determined. A few years ago, the revolution that shocked the song Empire also affected the monks.

Many of the monks who could not turn their heads around went to extremes in those years. Many of the people Tang Sanzang knew fell down under the impact of the tide, but more people survived and conformed to the trend of the times.

"I didn't have a choice before. Now, I want to be a free man!" Yongye monk looked at the old monk with a ferocious look: "even you are ashamed of Yama and dare not kneel in the direction of it! Why involve others to suffer with you

"The head on my neck is waiting for you to pick it up, but can you tell me what the use of this head is?" Tang Sanzang suddenly interrupted, and at the same time with a wry smile: "to tell you the truth, the companion of the poor monk is still up there. In fact, we are very busy. If you have nothing to do, I will not accompany you."

Tang Sanzang finally realized that although these two monks were not normal, under the suppression of the old monk, "Yama" kept the status quo at most, and it was still a long time before the seal was completely broken.

If he guessed correctly, the old monk is definitely a legendary warrior monk. Otherwise, he would not live for such a long time. I am afraid that the other side was suppressing the "Yama" when it was just formed.

Most of the other side's strength was used to suppress Yama, so there was not much left to solve his rebellious apprentice.

When he spoke, master Sanzang was still smiling. Unconsciously, he found that he was also influenced by those players. He would never have said that before.

"He wants to use your blood to break the blood oath given by the poor monk. Only with the blood of a monk with a bright heart can he remove this barrier." The old monk slowly explained: "please don't hurt him, he has been misled by my attitude, which will gradually become this way.""You must be the general who ordered the massacre of peacock country?" Master Sanzang directly revealed the identity of the other party, and even Yongye's eyes widened.

The old monk was stunned and gave a bitter smile: "yes, it was I who issued the military order in those years. Since then, I have dreamt of that scene every night. Finally, I chose to take the road of martial monk. From the beginning of the rebellion of Yanmo, I have been suppressing it and accompanying it."

The old monk touched Yan Mo's body: "we've been friends for more than 400 years."

"Do you think you did something wrong?" Tang Sanzang asked softly.

"I'm right. I don't know how many chaotic worshippers are hidden among the four million civilians. That fire burned for three days and three nights, and there were more than 100000 people who were not burned to death when they sent out troops!" Recalling the scene of that time, the old monk said with a ferocious face: "where is it still human? If such things are put into it, even the Tang state will be ruined! "

"Then why are you sorry?" Tang Sanzang takes a look at Yongye and finds that the other party is listening.

The old monk closed his eyes and said, "that's four million people, not four hundred pigs. Standing on the wall and looking at it at a glance, it's boundless. Most of them are women, children and children. How can we not feel guilty?"

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