The years of friendship between Jinchi and the Black Bear Spirit were already fed the dog when the Black Bear Spirit appeared and did not hesitate to do it.

"Demonizing the Ape..." After hearing Jin Chi's various descriptions, Yang Que whispered, looking thoughtful.

Elder Jinchi's heart was pounding, uneasy, waiting for the other party to ask what he wanted next.

The more you ask, the safer he will be...

The robes collected over the years and various precious things can be given to Wukong.

I'm afraid that this person doesn't want it.

Yang Que naturally had no interest in these things. In fact, Elder Jinchi's cassocks were no longer as gorgeous as they were.

After all, it has been so long.

Moreover, in the case of Guanyin Zen Temple, this temple is basically not open to the public, and there are too fewer people coming to pay tribute than before.

The most important thing is that these things are real ordinary things.

If there are any magic weapons, Yang Que may be interested.

"Do you know how to refine weapons?" Yang Que asked.

"Won't."

The answer is definitely not like this. Jin Chi stabilized his heart and said in a tone with firmness and expectation: "I can learn."

"...No need to learn. No one teaches you." Yang Que said, "Tell me about your practice."

"not good!"

Jin Chi suddenly realized that his importance had decreased a little.

And this importance is related to one's own life.

Without saying a word, Elder Jinchi told Yang Que about the cultivation method passed down from his master and gave detailed instructions.

Half an hour later, Jin Chi looked depressed, as if he taught his parents who were studying for elementary school children who were doing homework for two hours.

The difference is that those parents dare to speak out, and Jin Chi dare not be angry or speak out.

"It's quite difficult." said primary school student Yang Que.

The cultivation methods provided by Jinchi are obscure and complex. If you are an ordinary person with no foundation, you will explore it yourself in a world full of spiritual energy.

It is probably impossible to embark on the path of practice until death.

"It's no help." Even with Jin Chi's advice, Yang Que felt it was difficult and it was very difficult to understand, let alone practice in a short period of time.

It proves that this is not a good practice method.

A truly good practice method should be like the "Primitive Golden Chapter". By looking at it, you can "I have gradually understood everything."

If you can't refine weapons, practicing the method will hardly help the other party.

Elder Jinchi almost shouted, "Heaven will destroy me."

However, the imagined thing did not come, Yang Que turned around and left.

In the sight of Elder Jinchi, the other party suddenly turned into a crow, grabbed a rolled page of the book and flew high.

"Is this letting me go?"

Jinchi was surprised and happy. After waiting for a few minutes, he walked towards the cliff and fell into a pile of rocks.

After moving the stone in front of him, Jin Chi took a look and couldn't help but curse: "Amitabha."

For monks, this thing can represent a variety of emotions, just like "dummy".

Now, I'm undoubtedly angry.

Because of the aftermath of Yang Que's fight with the Black Bear Spirit, most of the original passage collapsed and had to be dug out again.

It is a big project for Jinchi, which cannot fly.

"I didn't expect that I would still have to do such a thing at this age." This was said, but Jin Chi was not vague at all and recited a few verses silently.

With the golden tadpole body guarding, he began to dig it up with his bare hands.

From digging at night to daytime, and then to near night, the Jinchi finally opened most of the passage again.

There were some shaking during this period, which almost made him waste all his previous efforts, but his luck was good and he was not seriously injured.

When digging, Jin Chi also thought that if he climbed out of the cliff, would it be easier than now?

But after thinking about it, it is still safe to dig holes now.

Even if a landslide occurs, with the strength of Jinchi, it will at least not be covered up.

If you fall to a high place and fall, you will inevitably get injured. Once you are injured, you will not be able to get out.

"Okay, it's almost done." Jin Chi smiled when he looked at the blockage in front of him, and he was extremely familiar with the passage.

Now it is very close to the back door of the main hall. If the main hall is not damaged, he can leave.

After this incident, Jinchi finally let go of his obsession with Guanyin Zen Temple.

It’s a pity that there was no sudden enlightenment and a rapid increase in strength happened.

"On the other side, there seems to be someone digging the soil..." As he continued to dig, Jinchi suddenly felt that there were someone on the other side. The monks in the Zen temple were not dead?

Jin Chi shouted in surprise: "I'm here!"

At the same time, I hurriedly dug the hole, but the other side did not answer, but it was obvious that the movement was much larger.

Soon, with the efforts of both sides at the same time, the passage was opened, but the moment it was opened, Jin Chi's smile instantly converged.

The other party laughed arrogantly: "Master! I'm here to find you!"

The one who dug the pit was not a monk...or a monk who used to be a cave in the mountains, seas, and Jinchi's disciple - Fashan!

The Dharma goodness that turns into a fat snake!

Fashan smiled grimly and rushed towards the golden pool. The two of them immediately started fighting in the narrow passage.

Normally, the strength of Fashan is naturally not as strong as that of Jinchi.

Jin Chi is not good at fighting and suppressing than his disciple Faming. What he is better at is self-protection.

But if you have the strength, you can only defend yourself, and even the fat snake's good skills cannot break his defense.

But that is normal. The current golden pool is actually almost in a state of exhaustion and exhaustion, and it is at the end of its strength.

For a time, he was suppressed by the Fat Snake Dharma and was in danger.

The two fought from the passage to the main hall. At the critical moment, Jinchi burst out with a strong desire to survive and knocked the Dharma Shan away.

Seeing that the other party was lying down and didn't bother to finish the fight, Jin Chi was about to leave with heavy steps.

Behind him, Fat Snake Fashan's body began to twist again, developing towards the direction of apes.

The two short hands became thicker and sharp nail claws popped up.

Jinchi had just arrived at the gate of the main hall and reached out to open a gap. The howling sound of breaking through the air came from behind, and the sharp claws tore the golden light of the body protection condensed.

Pulling into his shoulder.

"No!"

With a desperate roar, Jinchi was pulled into the darkness deep in the main hall.

In a trance, he saw the brilliant light like fire through the open gap. Is it the sunset?

No, that's the real burning raging fire.

Outside the Guanyin Zen Temple, Yang Que's body suddenly felt a faint, faint black mist.

It was the dark cloud wings, but they were not fully expanded and did not have the effect of concealment. They were just flying, leaving Yang Que suspended in mid-air.

He looked at the Guanyin Zen Temple in front of him and was gradually engulfed by the raging fire.

The fire and sunset are mixed together, and as the time is approaching the night, no one comes here.

Even the monks from the other two places did not notice what happened.

The monks in the Zen temple and Yang Que have already talked about them one by one.

Except for a few who have just arrived, I really don’t know what happened.

The rest will be buried together in this sea of ​​fire.

"Speaking of this, in the original work, Guanyin Zen Temple finally declined and died in the raging fire."

The firelight shone brightly and darkly on Yang Que's face, "This is considered to be restored."
Chapter completed!