Chapter 54 The old monk with a mental breakdown

"Master, what you said is really strange."

"I am not a human, how could I be a ghost?"

The head on Cui Heng's neck and the head in his hand spoke at the same time.

As soon as he finished speaking, the head on his neck fell down again and rolled into his empty right hand.

Then there was a puff, and a head grew out of the empty neck again.

"Master, didn't you want Huishi to cut off my head before?"

"Although I don't know what you want my head for, it's no big deal to give you one."

"Master, why don't you speak? Do you still want this head?"

The three mouths on Cui Heng's three heads opened at the same time, and the voices overlapped, which seemed noisy and weird.

"Monster, monster, you must be a monster!" Zen Master Dekong yelled like crazy, and then began to chant the Buddha's name tremblingly, "Amitabha, Amitabha, Buddha bless me, Buddha bless me..."

As a congenital grandmaster, a big man standing at the top of the martial arts world, and the abbot of a thousand-year-old sect, his knowledge is broad and his will is firm.

But his current experience has exceeded the limit of what he can bear.

First, the Buddha's light protecting his body was crushed by the invisible giant hand, and then he was lifted into the air. This feeling of being unable to resist brought him a great mental shock.

Such a powerful method has already exceeded his cognitive scope of martial arts, making him suspect that this is a magical power that may only be possessed by people in the divine realm.

However, even at that time, his psychological defense line still exists.

After all, although the divine realm is powerful, it is still a human being. It can be understood, recognized, and even possible to reach a level.

But the series of operations that Cui Heng took next were not something that humans could do.

Can a person talk while holding his own head?

Can a person grow a few more heads after losing one?

Such extreme impacts on people's three views and cognition made Master Dekong, who was already under the pressure of life and death crisis, completely panic.

It is useless to read Buddhist scriptures for so many years. If you really encounter such a weird thing, you should still be afraid. Seeing

that Master Dekong was already like this, Cui Heng released his confinement on him, causing the old monk to fall from the air with a thud.

As soon as Master Dekong landed, his survival instinct made him run.

The Xiantian Grandmaster could take a step of more than 20 feet, and could jump more than 10 feet. If there were no obstacles, he could escape from Juhe County very quickly.

Unfortunately, as soon as he moved his feet, he fell to the ground.

At this time, Master Dekong realized that the ground under his feet had turned into a handful of quicksand without any force, so that no matter how he stepped, he could not move at all.

The great Xiantian Grandmaster was trapped in this small space.

"What kind of trick is this?" Master Dekong was terrified. He turned to Cui Heng in fear and shouted, "What do you want?!"

Cui Heng ignored him, but looked at Hui Shi and asked, "This is the enemy who killed your father. How do you think we should deal with him?"

"I will obey the arrangements of the county lord." Hui Shi said respectfully.

Cui Heng's series of actions just now scared him a lot, but he had long recognized that Cui Heng was a fairy, and quickly adjusted his mentality.

"In that case, put him in the death row first." The head on Cui Heng's neck nodded slightly, and the head in his right hand smiled and said, "When he copies out all the martial arts of the Lotus Temple, we will make a decision."

"Your Highness, this guy is a congenital grandmaster, and I'm afraid he can't be locked up in an ordinary cell." Hui Shi said with some embarrassment.

"It doesn't matter, he doesn't have any martial arts now." The head in Cui Heng's left hand smiled.

"What?" Hui Shi was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Master Dekong in astonishment.

"No, where is my true qi, my congenital true qi?!" Master Dekong suddenly shouted in extreme fear.

Now, he has become extremely old.

Just now he looked to be about sixty years old, in good spirits, but now he has become a skinny old man in his eighties or nineties, with a hunched body and weak breath.

The martial arts of a congenital grandmaster were silently abolished like this?

Hui Shi was horrified.

Lord County Venerable is indeed a god!

Even a congenital grandmaster is just like an ant in front of such an existence.

"Take him away." Cui Heng waved his hand.

"Yes, Lord County Venerable!" Hui Shi saluted respectfully, then grabbed Master Dekong, who had lost all his martial arts, and walked towards the death row dungeon.

Soon Cui Heng was the only one left in the house.

He shook his hands lightly, and the two heads he was holding turned into two streams of qi and blood and merged back into his body.

This is not an illusion, but two real heads.

After the golden elixir is completed, Cui Heng's body is indestructible. As long as the golden elixir is not destroyed, it can be reborn by dripping blood. It is natural to remove a few heads.

"The blue color symbolizing fear has risen by six points!" Cui Heng was in a very happy mood. The emotional feedback of this innate master is indeed extraordinary.

Unfortunately, after being frightened and having a mental breakdown, he can no longer provide such high feedback.

Moreover, the emotions collected from the same person will become weaker and weaker.

Otherwise, he can catch this old monk and scare him from time to time as a continuous source of seven emotions.

Now this Zen Master Dekong has only two uses for him: copying martial arts and understanding the deep situation of this world.

“According to the information Hui Shi provided before, there should be six or seven people in the Yan Wang’s army who are at the same level as the old monk, and there are hundreds of thousands of troops…”

Cui Heng calculated in his mind and thought to himself, “In this case, I estimate that I can collect eight or nine-inch high Seven Emotions of All Beings from destroying the Yan Wang’s army. It’s a big harvest!

“But after this wave, it will be difficult to collect enough Seven Emotions of All Beings in Juhe County. Next…”

Thinking of this, he looked in the direction of Lu County City and chuckled, "Next, it depends on what this Governor Liu does."

...

After leaving Juhe County City, Qian Cang whipped the horse he was riding desperately.

He wanted to rush back to Lu County City as quickly as possible. He

had to be faster than Fang Nanzheng.

Otherwise, that fence-sitter surnamed Fang would most likely say a good word for him in front of the governor.

It would be too bad if the governor did not even have a chance to say anything.

Unfortunately, no matter how fast he hurried, he was still a step behind.

When Qian Cang rushed back to Lu County City, Fang Nanzheng had already returned one step ahead of him.

Moreover, as soon as he arrived at the city gate, a group of soldiers surrounded him, led by the captain Chen Tong.

"Captain, this..." Qian Cang got off his horse knowingly, looked at the soldiers around him, and said with a wry smile, "What are you doing?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Chen Tong snorted, "Just follow me back to the county government office!"

Suddenly I found out that I need 400 monthly tickets, please give me some monthly tickets!!

(End of this chapter)