There is absolutely a conspiracy, although I can't be sure of this, and there is no proof enough, but my intuition has told me... this old thing is holding it bad!

Hearing his words, the reaction of those present was basically the same, and they were very vigilant in staring at him, and they felt like a big enemy.

“Surely one to die?”The old monk nodded, and the mood was calmer, and asked him quietly, “Who will die?”

He Yifu took two steps back, half raised his hand, his expression was very helpless, it seemed to want to show that he was not hostile, for fear that we would attack him.

“You.”

He said, the tone is not enough.

When he said this, his eyes were also turned on the face of the old monk, and he should be ready to run, and he could see that his muscles were taut.

Hearing this answer, we were very surprised, and the old monk was aware of what, the hostility in his eyes dissipated a lot, and looked at him doubtfully and asked, “What do I need to do?”

"There are several ways to let this monster sleep, but those methods need a certain amount of time to prepare, we don't have that much time, and the success rate of those methods is not high, probably about 30%..." He sighed, "If you want to help me, I can increase the success rate to 60%."

“I’ll die for you, that’s what I mean.”The old monk asked.

There was no hiding, nods, a very simple nod, the tone was incomparably calm, saying, yes.

“Don’t mess with me!”I jerked the old monk, saw him a little moved, and suddenly hurried up: "First look at other ways!"How to get ready to fight, you!”

"First, tell me why I died."The old man didn’t take me seriously and asked.

He Yi thought about it and looked at Chen Qiuyan at a glance: "If you use her French seal as a help, plus you help us stabilize the air, the monster will certainly not dare to come out, even if you can't sleep, you have to pretend to sleep, and have been staying underground."

“Help you hold your breath?”The old monk said, “Just this little thing, I need to fill in it with my life?”

"It's not a small thing, it's a big thing."

He Yi Gong smiled bitterly, “Let me tell you about this method first, if you think it is feasible and agree, then we will do this...”

As soon as the voice fell, He Yigong paused for a few seconds, as if to organize the language, and then spoke.

The French seal worn by Chen Qiuyan is the biggest variable in this trouble.

You can say that.

If there is no French seal, we are definitely in a cornered situation now, only a little while, the monster will wake up and break the seal in an instant.

"The first thing that happens to him after he's out of trouble is to kill all the people who have gone down the cave."He said word by word, there was a faint smell of fear in his eyes, and he could be seen that he was afraid of the monster: "We can run faster, and we can't escape under its eyelids, so we only have one way to go..."

“Aren’t you an old teacher?”Qin Jun silently asked, his eyes full of vigilance: "There is this identity, it will move you?"

"No one is safe at this time."He Yi said helplessly, "That monster is not stupid, I follow you, but also help you to get it to sleep, you think it can let me go?" 」

“So...” Qin Jun muttered, nodded, and showed a satisfied smile on his face: “We are all a ants on the line, and no one can dump anyone, that’s good.”

Hearing this, he could not help but look at him and say, "So we have only one way to go, either to kill it or to keep it in the cave never come out."

“Kill it?”I asked, my face a little surprised.

“This one can be erased, and I’ll give you an example.”He Yiguang waved his hand: "The method imprint brought by your daughter-in-law is the Fa-print of the sand-body, which I can be sure, because the totem I have seen many times, is the embodiment of the strength of the sand body, which is much more powerful than the Fa-print I found."

There have also been some changes in the tone of He Yizhu, a little envious and a little jealous.

“Didn’t you get the seal of your hand, and didn’t you give it to the black robe?”Chen Qiuyan asked.

“No.”He Yiguang shook his head: "This is the French seal of the monster, it has nothing to do with the black robe king, if I get the black robe king's seal, then you do not need to be afraid of this monster."

According to He Yiguang, the power of the old creatures is reflected in many kinds, and the most can be used by the future world, that is, the French seal.

Every old creature can give the Fa-print, but the power and efficacy of these Fa-prints are basically different.

But one thing is certain.

The greater the power of the old ones who gave the French seal, the greater the power of the Fa-print, and these French seals are still a symbol of strength and status.

No matter the camp, there is no other side to me.

The French seal of all the upper ones can deter the lower ones.

Take the French seal worn by Chen Qiuyan as an example.

The status of the sand-body in the old days is supreme, both the Lord of disaster and the embodiment of chaos and disorder.

It is the "king" recognized by countless old people in the old days, and like the black robe king, the status is too high, and the power is naturally too big to imagine.

The seal of the Fa given by it... even if it is not given by it, but it is only added by others, and the Fa-print is still connected with it, carrying the unique breath of the sand.

Like such a French seal, enough to deter all the creatures below the "king" of the old period, is this exaggerated I do not know, anyway, what the public is saying.

"Unfortunately, the French and Indian can only protect one person, if we can protect a few more, we do not have to run."He Yi was helpless, full of loss: "The breath of the sand can make this monster avoid, who wears this French seal, who has a death-free gold medal, the monster is afraid to do it to the people who carry the Fa-print."

“Then all will.”I couldn't help but relax and laugh: "Even if the situation is at its worst, autumn geese can escape, which is good, it is better than the whole army!"

"I'm not going to go."Chen Qiuyan put a heavy hand on my arm and frowned and said, "Even if we die, we will die together, and I can't do anything about stealing life."

“I can do it.”He Yi was a rare joke, but the expectation on his face was incomparably real: "Otherwise, you will print me the Fa, let me be a little man."

“Tell me about the job!”The old monk drank coldly.

Being a yelled by this cold, how-whage was also startled, and he looked at the old monk strangely and said, "I'm talking about the right thing, what do you hurry up?"

“What are you going to do?”The old monk frowned and asked, “You want to use this seal, don’t you?”

He laughed and said, yes.

"Fortunately," said He Yiguang, taking a few steps in front of Sakyamuni's appearance and laughing: "Thankfully, there is a vein below that allows us to transport the air, if there is no air vein, it is difficult for the clever woman to be a rice-free, and everyone has to wait for death."

The law of the public is simple.

What he means is to let Chen Qiuyan, the man who holds the French seal, manipulate the French seal and release the breath of those who belong to the sand in the French seal.

Just like the two yin and yang, put those breaths into the gas, and then he tried to find a way to transport these gass in, so that it spreads in the gas veins.

"This air vein is like a circle, only the entrance, there is no exit, as long as those gas fill the air veins, we will block the gas, the monster is not to say that it is to wake up, that is to return to the heyday, and do not dare to move."He Yigong smiled and said, "But there is a little troublesome, when I just sent my breath into it, the monster will wake up in an instant, and then he will try to get out of the grotto."

“So what?”The old monk frowned and asked, “What do I need?”

"I need you as a catalyst, with your gas as a primer, to bring out the air in the French printing as soon as possible, as long as it fills the air veins before it escapes, then you don't have to worry about it running."He Yi public shrugged his shoulders: "The net is scattered down a corner, it will certainly dare to run, if the net is all sprinkled down, then it will only dare to hide, understand what I mean?" 」

“I understand.”The old monk nodded: "When he fills the air veins as quickly as he can, he feels that there is no chance of escape, because in every corner there is the breath of the sandman."

He said, that's what it means, but if you don't do this job, you have to look at yourself.

The old monk looked at us, looked up silently, and looked deeply at Shakyamuni, and the smile became relieved.

Without waiting for me to stop, he nodded his head first and said.

Do.