Chapter 197 The Old Monk Was Dumbfounded. Why Couldn’t the Shackles Be Broken?

As the old monk's voice gradually fell.

Suddenly, a very sacred white Buddha light bloomed on his body.

In addition to the somewhat dazzling white Buddha light.

The old monk's body also gradually emerged with a terrifying aura that was unique to the initial stage of blood training.

It turned out that the old monk's cultivation had always been in the initial stage of blood training.

And the reason why he was discovered and captured by the shadow guards of the Luo family.

This was just deliberate.

For this scene now.

"In the initial stage of blood training?"

Luo Changfeng felt the skinny old monk who was emitting sacred light all over his body, and was filled with bursts of initial stage of blood training and terrifying Buddha power.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

And the young man code-named Yuan, who was not far from the old monk.

At this moment, in an instant.

He pulled out the blood-red, specially made spiritual weapon from his waist.

His eyes were fixed on the old monk in front of him.

An extremely cold and slightly uncomfortable terrifying killing aura burst out from his body.

"Donor, good eyes."

"In that case, donator, why don't you join my Buddhist sect and save thousands of people who are still in the sea of ​​suffering? Is that okay?"

The skinny old monk said.

On his loose and extremely weathered face.

He slowly squeezed out a smile that he thought was extremely charitable.

And, his hands, which had already been clasped together, slowly opened and exerted a little force.

It seemed that he wanted to completely shatter the shackles on his body, which were filled with bursts of cold air and made of ten thousand years of black iron.

[Hua La La]

As the old monk gradually exerted force.

The shackles made of ten thousand years of black iron gradually made a series of crisp sounds.

However, the next moment.

What the old monk in the initial stage of blood training did not expect was that.

The shackles on his body, which seemed to be very ordinary but were actually very extraordinary, were not shattered by his huge power.

What is going on? ? ?

"Spiritual weapon shackles?"

"Or shackles made of special materials?"

The skinny old monk thought so in his heart.

Afterwards, he nodded silently.

Yes, that's it.

If not, how could a mere ordinary shackles trap a cultivator in the initial stage of blood training?

Although the initial stage of blood training is only the fourth major realm among the five realms of the mortal world.

But if it is only in this Dafeng Dynasty.

This cultivator in the initial stage of blood training is already considered a top-level practitioner.

"In that case, let me try to see how strong this shackle is."

The skinny old monk murmured in a low voice.

Afterwards, he put his hands together.

He slowly closed his eyes.

A very terrifying aura was slowly brewing on his body.

Behind him, there was a phantom of a giant white lotus that seemed to be rooted between heaven and earth, and it gradually appeared in the sky behind him.

The reason why Baifan Temple can be called one of the three major demonic forces in Buddhism.

In addition to the most important Baifan Temple holy object, the Baifan Lotus.

The Baifan Jue, which can summon the white lotus phantom to descend on the world and forcibly enhance its own strength in a short period of time, is also one of the trump cards of Baifan Temple.

[Hu]

[Huhu]

As time passed.

Gusts of wind whistled in Luo Changfeng's courtyard.

A giant white lotus phantom that looked extremely sacred but actually exuded a bit of evil aura.

It also appeared in the sky above the Luo family's land.

A breath that was even stronger than the initial stage of blood training, but it did not reach the middle stage of blood training.

At this time, it was madly emitting from the skinny old monk.

"Open it for me!!!"

The old monk's vicissitudes of life were slightly red.

He was wearing a monk's robe embroidered with white lotus flowers.

At this time, it was gradually lifted up under the whistling wind and the cover of that terrifying aura.

[Clang]

The shackles made of ten thousand year old black iron.

At this time, they have been bounced straight.

The crisp sound of the shackles colliding once again came from Luo Changfeng's courtyard.

But, it's a pity.

This result is no different from the last time.

The shackles on the skinny old monk are still locked on the old monk's body.

At this moment, the old monk's face is not only blood red.

The veins on his neck, where the skin is very loose, have also been exposed.

"How could it be?"

"How could it be like this?"

"Impossible, this is impossible"

After recognizing the reality, the old monk shifted his sight to Luo Changfeng, who was sitting in front of him with a very calm expression under the stone pavilion.

In the slightly turbid eyes of the skinny old monk, thousands of doubts seemed to flash.

He was wondering why this broken shackle was so strong?

At the same time, he was also wondering.

Is this his own problem, or the problem with the shackles on his body?

"What?"

"Not struggling anymore?"

In the small courtyard, under the stone pavilion.

Luo Changfeng was holding the cup of hot tea in his hand while looking at the shackles on his body, his face still a little blood red.

The skinny old monk asked in a low voice with eyes filled with endless doubts.

It seems that it is also because of the movement of the old monk here.

He woke up the black feather that should have been located in a corner of the roof of the small courtyard.

So, that black feather.

He flapped his wings quickly and landed on Luo Changfeng's shoulder with great accuracy.

Kuroyu tilted his head.

Those eyes seemed to have independent thinking of their own.

At this time, he also silently looked at the strange, skinny old monk in front of him.

About, a moment later.

Black Feather also shouted at the old monk very casually.

【ah】

"Be good, be quiet"

Luo Changfeng touched Heiyu's head on his shoulder.

Then, he put down the tea cup in his hand.

He once again focused his gaze on the skinny old monk.

"Tsk, what a pity"

After a long time.

Luo Changfeng couldn't help curling his lips and sighed in a low voice.

In fact, the old monk in front of him was pretty good.

Although, after summoning the phantom of the White Brahma Lotus.

The skinny old monk's cultivation and overall strength had not reached the middle stage of blood training.

But at least, in the early stage of blood training.

He is already almost invincible.

However, this is such a monk.

But in order to see him, for Xu's little thoughts, he even thought of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.

Put on those shackles first.

Then, when he came to Luo Changfeng, the ancestor of the Luo family.

Then completely demonstrate his terrifying strength.

However, it is a pity.

The skinny monk had made countless calculations, but he finally missed one point, that is, the shackles were much stronger than he imagined.

Let alone a monk in the early stage of blood training who is trapped by shackles and unable to break free.

Even in the middle stage of blood training, in the late stage of blood training, or even in the final stage of blood training.

As long as he is completely locked by this shackles crafted with ten thousand years of profound iron concentration.

Then, that practitioner will never be able to break free from the shackles that bind him.

Unless you can find the key to the shackles and open the shackles.

"Get rid of it"

Under the stone pavilion, Luo Changfeng took another look at the skinny old monk in front of him.

Then, he waved his hand.

He whispered to Yuan who was gradually regaining his composure in front of him.

Obtained orders from Luo Changfeng.

The young man codenamed Yuan did not answer aloud.

He just nodded silently.

After that, he slowly walked towards the distance with the skinny old monk who was wearing ten thousand years of black iron shackles.

Regarding this, the skinny old monk naturally wanted to struggle.

Naturally, he was unwilling to accept his fate.

Just die here.

After all, if he really died here, wouldn't it be an unjust death?

Pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, he actually became a pig.

However, the reality is so cruel.

After the skinny old monk voluntarily put on the pair of shackles that were made of ten thousand-year black iron and carefully crafted by Luo Changfeng.

The fate of the skinny old monk in Baifan Temple has already been decided.

"Bailian Mansion, Baifan Temple"

“I’ve really become more and more active in recent times.”

"So, is Baifan Temple planning to expand its power externally?"

Looking at the skinny old monk who was gradually moving away and disappearing from his sight little by little.

Luo Changfeng couldn't help but have such an idea flash through his mind.

However, it was only a moment later.

He shook his head to himself.

Why do you care so much about him?

Baifansi does whatever he likes.

He only needs to do his own thing well, which is to improve his cultivation as much as possible, and that is enough.

Because, no matter what.

In the end, this world still respects strength.

A strong person can control everything.

And those who are weak, even their own lives do not belong to them.

A blink of an eye.

About half a month passed.

Within this half month, the situation in Gale Dynasty remained the same.

Except that the Dayan Dynasty would occasionally propose sending troops to help the Ke family of Xunyang Mansion attack Wanshan Mansion.

It seems that there is no information worthy of attention anymore.

Such is the big event in the Gale Dynasty.

And small events, such as Luoshan Mansion, Qingshi City, and Luo Family Land.

In this short period of half a month, it almost transformed again.

After this period of precipitation, the mysterious energy hidden in the bodies of the Luo family members after they took the Qi and Blood Pill made from the blood-colored other shore grass has gradually dissipated with the passage of time. That's almost it.

Therefore, Luo Changfeng, the ancestor of the Luo family.

After a period of observation and consideration.

He then refined a lot of Qi and Blood Pills.

Let the people of your own tribe take it.

And as the Luo family members took the extremely mysterious Qi and Blood Pill, which was filled with terrifying and powerful Qi and Blood power.

The comprehensive strength of the people of the Luo family also ushered in a wave of great improvement.

Many clan members who have not yet entered the cultivation world have reached the initial, middle, or late stages of skin refining.

Some Luo family members who already have a certain level of cultivation and a certain foundation.

Those who are lucky and can persist.

They have broken through the skin refining stage and reached the bone refining after skin refining.

Some clan members who are unlucky and have a weak mentality.

Although they are still in the skin refining stage, most of them have reached the late stage of skin refining or the perfect stage of skin refining.

As for those clan members who originally belonged to the backbone of the Luo family.

Their cultivation has been greatly improved.

There are already five Luo family members in the refining of organs.

Although there are no clan members in the blood refining stage.

However, Luo Yong, who is the leader of the Luo family army, has already improved his cultivation to the late stage of refining organs.

It seems that he is not far from the perfect refining of organs.

Among them, it is worth mentioning that

In the Luo family, Luo An's son Luo Yao has good talent, but he is very lazy and enjoys a bad life.

At this time, the guy's cultivation has reached the level of refining the internal organs.

Although it is only the initial stage of refining the internal organs, it is enough to prove that Luo Yao's talent is relatively high in the entire Luo family.

The next day.

At noon.

At this time, a scorching sun was hanging high in the sky, and it kept lowering its extremely vicious eyes.

The temperature outside, as time passed.

It seemed to be getting hotter and hotter.

Luoshan Mansion, Qingshi City, Luo Family Land.

In a small courtyard exuding bursts of ancient and mysterious atmosphere, under a simple stone pavilion.

As the ancestor of the Luo family, Luo Changfeng.

At this time, he was sitting silently.

He was holding a cup of cold tea in his hand, and his expression was very calm as he looked into the distance.

I don't know if it was because he killed a skinny old monk in Baifan Temple.

As a result, the number of monks from the Baifan Temple wandering around the outer and inner cities of Qingshi City has gradually increased in recent times.

The Baifan Temple seemed to be silently observing the huge Luo family, which ostensibly owned three prefectures.

In fact, it already owned four prefectures.

However, it seemed that for various reasons, or because of the mysterious atmosphere that always permeated the Luo family.

As a result, the monks in the Baifan Temple dared to wander around the outer and inner cities of Qingshi City.

But they no longer dared to easily step into the huge and extremely mysterious Luo family land.

[Gudong]

Suddenly, a swallowing sound suddenly sounded in this small courtyard.

Luo Changfeng, who had finished drinking the tea in his hand.

At this time, he stood up silently.

He put his hands behind his back and walked out of the small courtyard silently.

The Baifan Temple was exploring the information of the Luo family.

Similarly, the shadow guards in Luo Changfeng's hands were also constantly investigating various information about the Baifan Temple.

However, the shadow guards were only shadow guards after all.

The strongest ones had only reached the initial stage of blood training by taking Qi and Blood Pills.

If he wanted to get some truly useful information.

In the end, he had to go to the Baifan Temple in the Bailian Mansion and take a look in person.