Noble Husband At the Door
Chapter 2948

Chapter 2948



After Samuel's group travelled for another few hours, the three of them arrived at the mountains.

Although the straight-line distance from Border Town was less than a dozen miles, Samuel really experienced what it meant to be thousands of miles away with just one hand.

Although the mountain was close to the mountain, it was really difficult to walk up the mountain and down the mountain without using Spiritual Qi to fly.

When Samuel walked into the place where the dark cloud pressing down on him, he only felt unusually depressed.

The Buddha's voice was already very strong, which eased the pressure a little. At first, Samuel felt very noisy. Now that he had taken such a long road and heard a lot, Samuel felt that it could wash his mind and make him feel quite comfortable.

"Donor Hannigan, are you wondering why we don't fly but walk?" The old monk suddenly smiled.

Samuel didn't say anything, but he didn't deny it.

The old monk explained with a smile, "Buddha's voice is suppressed by Buddha's power. If we rashly use the Spiritual Qi, I am afraid that it will destroy the whole complete Buddha's power, so that Night Demon will replace a loophole. If he escapes, I am afraid that there will be endless troubles in the future."

Samuel nodded.

"Donor Hannigan, we're here." Looking at a towering cliff in front of him, the old monk bowed slightly.

As they looked around, they saw a protruding cliff in front of them, like a head stuck out from the top of a high mountain. The pine trees on it rose high into the sky. Under the tree, a group of monks in black clothes covered their heads. They sat cross-legged and chanted Buddha's voice.

Following the old monk, the group of three slowly walked to the top of the cliff ahead.

As soon as they reached the top of the cliff, the sound of Buddha became louder.

But before he could listen more, the old monk had already led Samuel to the edge of the cliff.

As soon as he reached the edge of the cliff, Samuel was shocked.

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

The sound of tens of thousands of Buddhas came from above!

Under the top of the cliff, at the bottom of the 10,000-meter abyss, there was a large black mass, like a huge black heart, beating gently.

Around the cliff, there were mountains on all sides, and there were scattered monks in black sitting everywhere. They closed their eyes and chanted softly, and the sound of Buddha suddenly sounded around them.

Such a scene, brilliant and shocking!

The battle between Demon and Buddha was right in front of him!

"Night Demon is below!"

The huge heart stretched for thousands of meters. Even if one looked at it from a high altitude, he would be shocked by its enormous size. Its dark surface was as wet and slippery as a snake's skin, which was daunting.

"It's getting late today, so it's not a good time to fight. Besides, the sky is covered with dark clouds, and there's not enough Yang Qi. Judging from the storm and clouds,

tomorrow's sunny day. Donels

Hannigan, let's fight early tomorrow morning. What do you think?"

Samuel did not know how to deal with Night Demon. However, since the old monk had a plan, Samuel did not say anything more and nodded.

"Bu Chi!"

"I'm here!" A middle-aged monk hurriedly stopped chanting, stood up quickly, and trotted all the way.

"Do you finish your task?"

"Master, everything is ready."

"Lead the way."

"Yes!" After the middle-aged monk finished speaking, he bowed slightly and made a gesture of inviting Samuel before hurriedly leading the way ahead.

They went down the cliff, bypassed a low jungle, and entered a pine tree forest.

The trees were tall and spacious, so countless tents were set up at the foot of the trees. Many monks were resting here, or cooking and chatting. "Donor, this is our temporary resting place." After that, the middle-aged monk led them into the woods.

Seeing the arrival of the four people, many monks who were resting stood up.

"Greetings, Master, Senior Brother, donor!"

"Go do your own things." The old monk smiled slightly, looking extremely amiable.

The monks immediately bowed and left.

Only then did the middle-aged monk bring Samuel into the tent. Soon, he stopped in front of a relatively large tent. Although it was a tent, it was obviously much cleaner and more generous compared to other tents.

"Donor, this is where you rest tonight."

After that, the monk opened the curtain. Although it was very simple inside, with only a bed and a table, it was clean and tidy.

"In that case, Donor Hannigan, take a good rest. I will send someone to deliver some vegetarian meals at night. Tomorrow morning, we will kill the Night Demon." The old monk smiled gently.

Samuel nodded and entered the tent under the lead of the middle-aged monk.

Suddenly, Samuel stopped and frowned. "By the way, how are my friends in the city?"

"Donor Hannigan, you can rest

assured. But they are just illusions. They are fine, but they have some Devil Aura on their bodies. But as long as Night Demon dies, they will not see those illusions." The old monk smiled slightly.

But at this time, in the city, was it really as the old monk said? Was it that simple?

Everything seemed to be in the fog, invisible and elusive.

And this night was destined not to be an ordinary night.

At this time, in the inn in the city...