When Chen Xin wrote a line of scriptures on rice paper, he finally discovered the strangeness!

An extremely weak trace of vitality quietly flowed from his fingertips, seeping into the rice paper in wisps!

"I see!"

"When I was a child, I heard about an incident where a high monk copied a Buddhist scripture with his own hands with blood!"

"After this monk finished writing, he ran out of qi and blood and died, and that Buddhist scripture is said to be able to show the light of the Buddha!"

"At that time, I just felt that it was a bit exaggerated, how could I write a book to death!"

"Looks like that rumor is true......"

Chen Xin did not stop writing, and continued to copy word by word, and his vitality was constantly passing!

However, copying one or two did not pose the slightest threat to his strong vitality.

"However, I am very curious about where the Buddhist scriptures copied by the monks and for whom they made wedding dresses!"

In his mind, the figure of the old bald donkey came to mind.

Chen Xin shook his head and denied:

"The old bald donkey is only a monk in the Three Tribulations Realm, and the highest is only the first in the Three Tribulations Realm, behind him, there should be someone else!"

"How is this method different from that of the Evil Clan?"

"Could it be that the chaotic sea waves have also been manipulated by the evil clan......"

Chen Xin's mind turned, and he suddenly thought again:

"Where did Yufan go, why is there no nun here, could it be that the scriptures copied by the nun can't be absorbed by the people behind it!"

Chen Xin shook his head and suppressed this thought for the time being!

At present, the most important thing is to complete the homework assigned by the old bald donkey, and only by getting close to the core can you find out the news of Yufan.

In the time of half a cup of tea, Chen Xin had already copied five sheets.

He stretched, his face tired, and he felt half hollowed out!

He decided to take a break, he wasn't in control, he didn't have to be like everyone else.

Speaking of the others, Chen Xin glanced at the people who were doing it.

This sight really startled him, and three more monks fainted!

Chen Xin hurriedly got up and checked them one by one, without accident, these three people also died of exhaustion of qi and blood.

Before the old bald donkey came, he quietly took away a lot of the Buddhist scriptures of the three people!

He wasn't stupid enough to spend all his life copying scriptures.

When he returned to his original position, the old bald donkey slowly appeared from behind the Buddha statue!

"Why did you die three more, bad luck!"

The old bald donkey had a gloomy face and cursed in a low voice, which was completely different from the monk's face that listened to the Buddha's voice and had a kind face!

Chen Xin lowered his eyes, and his ears quietly pricked up!

He pretended to be crazy, and even his face turned pale.

The old bald donkey's gaze looked at Chen Xin thoughtfully.

After seeing Chen Xin's weak complexion, and then looking at the Buddhist scriptures standing tall beside Chen Xin, the old bald donkey's face finally had a smile!

"Heh, the monks of the Heavenly and Human Realms are just different!"

"These three wastes, the copied Buddhist scriptures, add up to only 2,000!

The old bald donkey took away the Buddhist scriptures and carried the bodies of the three people down!

Chen Xin's face turned cold, and he was full of resentment in his heart! The words of the old bald donkey were all heard by him!

"This dead monk actually said these words blatantly, and he didn't shy away from it at all, presumably thinking that I had already been controlled by my mind!"

"When I find Yufan, the first thing I will do is to let her kill you!"

Chen Xin quenched a mouthful of saliva.

After a moment of silence, Chen Xin exhaled a long breath and sighed:

"I guess I can't wait for Yufan, I'm going to show my stuffing!"

"Since the old bald donkey is a master of the Three Tribulations Realm, can I deal with him myself......

"Xuanwu, are you there?"

Chen Xin called silently in his heart, waiting for a moment, but Xuanwu did not answer.

"Xuanwu should be taboo here, it seems that I need to figure out my own way!"

And at this moment, a thin claw suddenly grabbed Chen Xin's arm!

Chen Xin's body shook and turned his head suddenly!

"Help, help me get revenge......"

"Bang!" A few pages of rice paper were shaken, and the monk's head fell weakly on the desk!

Chen Xin was stunned for a long time, this monk was the monk in Tsing Yi he had just met.

Obviously, it was fine before, but it was only an hour's effort, and this person ran out of qi and blood, and the cultivator of the tenth-layer Great Perfection of the Tianyuan Realm couldn't even carry it for an hour!

Chen Xin's gaze turned to the side of the monk!

Beside him, there were five piles of scriptures, no more, no less, just 10,000 sheets.

It's a pity that he doesn't have a chance, he's dead!

Even if he doesn't die, Chen Xin can imagine that the little novice who was pulled away by the old bald donkey will definitely not be good in the end.

"Rest in peace, I will avenge you!"

Chen Xin read silently, he took the monk's eight thousand scriptures, and then lifted the monk's back shirt!

A deep pain appeared in his eyes, a cold light flashed in his hand, and a large piece of human skin was taken away by him, Chen Xin used the flame of the golden crow to coagulate the blood on his back, and then silently tidied up his clothes!

He didn't want to do it, but there was no other way, he had to race against the clock!

"This skin of yours is the key to my defeat him!"

Chen Xin looked at his side, and with the five scriptures he had drawn, it had accumulated to 40,000, but unfortunately it was far from enough!

When the old bald donkey arrived, Chen Xin wrote half of the scriptures on rice paper!

He deliberately made a few blood blisters on his fingers, and his eyes turned red!

The old bald donkey didn't have the slightest suspicion, and when he pulled away the body of the monk in Tsing Yi, Chen Xin's brows didn't wrinkle!

Time passes slowly, and every minute and second here is as long as a century!

People are dying all the time, and the number of monks is getting smaller and smaller!

Chen Xin also discovered a rule, to a monk like him, who has a relatively high level of cultivation, copies several times more Buddhist scriptures than others!

"Hmph, drug people!" the old bald donkey is about to squeeze every ounce of strength out of their bodies!

After a few hours passed, the number of people was sparsely reduced by more than half!

Xiang Chen Xin, a monk who has not been shaved, is the only one left who is left, and the ones who are still alive are some monks.

And Chen Xin's scriptures have finally saved up to 100,000 sheets......

The last thousand were written by himself, and if he didn't, the old bald donkey would have seen the clues!

When the old bald donkey came back, Chen Xin looked excited and handed over his 100,000 scriptures with both hands!

At this time, his eye sockets were deep, his cheeks were bulging, and his robe was twice as loose!

"Master, please give me a higher Dharma!"

Chen Xin's face was pious, and he almost knelt on the ground!