This Game is Not Easy Chapter 305

, the man who made the call for help earlier was the only survivor in the group.

He trembled all over, roared at Fang Yi in horror, and got up his courage, then hurriedly climbed up the steps with his hands and feet.

As a result, because the steps were stained with blood, one accidentally slipped and rolled down.

Bang bang bang.

When he rolled to the bottom, his head was bleeding, and he couldn't die any longer.

"Brother, this is none of my business."

Fang Yi saw that this NPC wanted to report a letter but fell to his death by mistake, his heart was not fluctuating, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

Stupid and stupid.

Fang Yi was indeed a little confused after being caught by a long-term illusion.

But now that the situation is clear, he has calmed down.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded behind Fang Yi.

"Amitabha, little donor, this is not right. Although the donor below was not killed by you, he died because of you. How can you say it has nothing to do with you?"

"Who?!"

Looking back, I saw a monk on the steps, with his palms combined, slowly descending.

"The poor monk's name is Kuande, and I have come to invite the donor to come to the Sacred Heart Temple for a gathering."

"You invite me into the Sacred Heart Temple?"

Fang Yi's expression changed.

He has never dealt with the people from the Sacred Heart Temple, and the other party doesn't know him, so why should he invite himself in?

"It's not that the poor monk invited you, but our abbot wants to see you."

"...Don't read the abbot?"

Although Fang Yi only stayed in Sacred Heart Country for three days, he still knew who the abbot of Sacred Heart Temple was.

The above Kuande nodded with a smile at this time, which was regarded as a default.

"What does the abbot Wu Nian want from me? Does he know who I am?"

"Little donor, these questions will be answered when you enter the Sacred Heart Temple."

Fang Yi pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, then I will be your Sacred Heart Temple."

Originally prepared to infiltrate the Sacred Heart Temple.

Now that someone has been discovered, the possibility of sneaking in will become very low.

It is better to go in and see what the monks of Sacred Heart Temple want to do.

Anyway, with his current strength, he may not be able to beat these monks, but if he runs away, there should be no problem.

However, Fang Yi just lifted his front foot, and suddenly stopped.

"By the way, you don't blame me for killing your believers?"

When Kuande heard the words, his smile remained the same.

"In the dark, there is God's will. My Buddha is merciful, and I will save them and go to the western bliss."

Western Bliss…

Fang Yi's mouth twitched slightly.

He wouldn't believe this kind of nonsense.

It is not a high-intensity copy, where does the western bliss come from.

Since the monk didn't care about the life and death of this group of people, he was happy with it.

Monk Kuande seems to have a high status in the Sacred Heart Temple, and he entered the temple unimpeded all the way.

When he came to the hall in the middle of the Sacred Heart Temple, Fang Yi finally saw the abbot.

The iconic cassock is still easily recognizable.

In addition to the abbot, there are also many ordinary monks kneeling, chanting sutras and chanting Buddha together.

Let Fang Yi stay aside, and Kuande joins in.

The neat and consistent sound of chanting Buddhist scriptures reverberated in the hall.

Fang Yi didn't feel anything at first, just waited quietly.

But when he just listened and felt the content of the scriptures, he suddenly felt the magic power in his body react.

With a move in his heart, Fang Yi tried to run the magic art...

boom!

Black lines spilled over the surface instantly and spread like ink, trying to cover Fang Yi's skin.

Full of intrusiveness and hostility, it seems to have encountered a natural enemy and was fighting something.

But with the sound of chanting, the black ink seemed to be shaken by sound waves and gradually dissipated, returning to the original complexion of the skin.

However, this dissipation is also temporary. It should be stimulated by the sound of chanting, and the magic power should be displayed again and again, causing the black lines to overflow the surface of the skin.

The two forces are constantly at war, and Fang Yi's body is the center of the battlefield.

Fighting again and again, he frowned, as if he was enduring some pain, and his body trembled slightly.

He seemed to have become a panda at the moment, the two blacks were like piebald, printed on his body, which looked quite weird.

At this moment, the scriptures seemed to have reached the final stage, and the voices of all the monks suddenly became high.

Under this blessing, the magic art was like being hit hard, and it retreated steadily, and after a while, it was completely submerged into Fang Yi's body.

boom!

At the same time, Fang Yi's magic art successfully broke through the last shackles and reached a level of perfection!

Like returning to the basics, Fang Yi's aura was all retracted into his body at once, condensing but not dissipating, not revealing at all.

If it weren't for Fang Yi's strength a few levels stronger, it is estimated that Fang Yi would not have been trained in martial arts.

dong dong dong!

At this moment, three bells rang outside the hall, and the chanting in the hall finally stopped.

The faces of these monks were full of exhaustion, and they respectfully resigned from the abbot and left one by one.

From beginning to end, they didn't even look at Fang Yi.

This phenomenon made Fang Yi feel a little puzzled.

When the monks left, Fang Yi was about to step forward when Fang Yi's voice suddenly sounded.

"Kande, see off the guest."

"Yes."

What?

Fang Yi was taken aback, this made me go? It's not just coming in...

"Little donor, please."

Looking at Kuande, Fang Yi was speechless.

Now that everyone is here, how can it be possible to leave like this~www.mtlnovel.com~ I originally wanted to sneak into the Sacred Heart Temple, steal things, and leave quietly.

Lest the old monk find out and cause more troubles.

After all, in the face of interests, no one can decide whether an eminent monk will be an eminent monk.

But now, it seems that we must bite the bullet.

Taking a step forward, he turned towards the abbot and said, "Don't read the abbot, I am here to retrieve an item."

When the abbot Wu Nian heard the words, he turned around slowly, his expression extremely calm.

"Master Wan, what you want to get is no longer in my hands."

Lord Wan?

Fang Yi was keenly aware of something, and frowned.

"You know who I am?"

"of course I know."

"Then you should also know what the item I want to get back is."

"I said, things are not with me anymore."

"Where is that thing now?"

The abbot did not speak, but took out a handkerchief printed with lotus flowers.

At this moment, silence is better than sound, and everything is at ease.

Fang Yi's face became ugly and aggressive.

"This item should only be retrieved by the direct blood relatives of our Wange Villa! Why was the Lotus Sect able to take it away? Is that how you look after that thing? You have betrayed the trust of Wange Villa in you! This matter spread, Jianghu Go, the Sacred Heart Temple will no longer have the status it has today!"

"Wrong, that thing was just hidden in the Sacred Heart Temple unilaterally by your Wange Villa. It was the Sacred Heart Temple that offered to help and was willing to help it hide and keep it, so it never lived up to it."

After a pause, the abbot continued to say slowly: "And we did not violate the original agreement. Only the direct blood relatives of Wange Villa can take this thing."

"Then what else? I am the last bloodline of Wange Villa..."

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