Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Pearl Secret Investment

Just when the old monk seemed to hold it casually, Gu Li keenly felt the abyss-like aura on his body. This kind of aura is far from being able to have in the infancy of the yuan.

This is the judgment given by Gu Li, which is a little higher than his cultivation.

Gu Li's face was cloudy, and the old monk suddenly came to the rescue, and his intention was obvious. If he deliberately blocked it, it would be quite difficult for them to kill Xuanji and thus capture the Vajra Demon Pestle and Immortal Seed.

It's just that I don't know if this old monk is also the same as Xuanji, the old time of the master!

Liu Ming was shocked when he saw that he broke his full force with a single move. But he refused to admit defeat, raised his hand and pointed at the old monk, and wanted to say something.

"Liu Ming!" Gu Li suddenly stopped his hand, and then asked forward with a hint of respect on his face:

"The master's skills are amazing, I don't know what to call the master!"

"Amitabha!" the old monk clasped his hands together and said, "The old monk is called Xuanjing!"

Xuanjing?Gu Li's heart sank when he heard this, how could this name be so similar to Xuanji. Although it is said that the old man Xuanji is now called Zhiyuan, it still makes people wonder, and I have to speculate whether the two have a lot to do with each other?

"Hey, I said could you get them away quickly?"

Xuanji, who was sitting on the ground, suddenly opened his mouth and said to Xuanjing.

Xuan Jing was stunned when he heard this, and said with a wry smile to him: "Is it necessary for you to play so big every time?"

"If you don't play big, life is so boring. ”

"Then you don't have to pull me in!"

"Did I pull you? Did I invite you?" Xuanji rolled his eyes and said, "You are here yourself, right?"

"That's right, I heard the movement. Xuan Jing frowned, and then said with a smile, "If I don't come, you'll die!

"Thanks for the fart!" Xuanji spat on the ground and sneered, "If you don't come, I'll die!

"Of course there is a difference, if I don't come ......"

"Shut up, I don't want to listen to you!"

"Uh......" Xuanjing touched his bald head and sighed, "I've convinced you, count you ruthless!"

The two talked to themselves, as if they were not seeing the person next to them.

When the five Gul heard their conversation, they looked at each other and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

What is the situation!

Is this what the Buddhist monks say?

At this moment, Xuan Jing turned sideways, faced Gu Li and his party with a kind face, and said gently:

"Ladies and gentlemen, please go back!"

The skin on Gu Li's face couldn't help twitching, which one did this old monk play, and he changed his face too quickly!

"Coulee Boss ......"

Ye Ling whispered beside him. The other three stopped talking.

Gu Li raised his hand to stop Ye Ling's words. In fact, they didn't say that he also knew, so they just left, and they were unwilling.

The five of them played against Xuanji and Guiguzi. Xuanji was seriously injured and dying, and Wang Xu's body was shattered, and the fetal breath of the Yuan Shen returned into the body.

On the surface, they looked like they were victorious. But in fact, Gu Li felt that the overall situation seemed to be under the control of Old Man Xuanji, not to mention, the soul bottle had been seriously damaged.

"We naturally have to give the master's face!" Gu Li took a step forward and said, "That's it, if the master is willing to ask Xuanji to hand over his Vajra Demon Pestle, I, Gu Li, will take them away immediately!"

"Oh, that's a good suggestion, what do you think, Xuanji?"

Xuanjing nodded, and then looked at Xuanji.

Xuanji didn't say a word, and sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes squinted and breathed.

Xuanjing was stunned when he saw this, then smiled bitterly, shook his head and said to Gu Li: "It seems that it can't!"

For Xuanji's disregard again, Gu Li was extremely angry in his heart. If he hadn't been afraid of this sudden reinforcement, I'm afraid he would have done it a long time ago.

"It can be seen that the master must be defending him!" Gu Li thought in his heart, and sneered: "So there is nothing to say......"

"Donor, you just said it was called Gu Li, why are you in a hurry!" Xuan Jing shook his head, a strange arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile, "Wait, wait, it will be yours in ten years!"

When Gu Li and the others heard him say this, they all looked strange.

"Ten years from now, why?" Ye Ling asked casually with curiosity in his heart.

"Because he has a relationship with the Buddha!" Xuanjing said.

"Uh...... I have a relationship with the Buddha?" Gul laughed, "Hahaha!"

Under the influence of their teachers, they have always disliked Buddhism and are not interested in Buddhism at all. What's more, counting from the day of his cultivation, in hundreds of years, the lives of at least a dozen Buddhist disciples have been lost in the hands of his Guli. Ye Ling and the others also knew about these things.

Will such a person still have a Buddha fate?

Therefore, hearing Xuanjing say this, Gu Li felt as if he had heard a big joke.

"Monks don't speak!Amitabha!Good!Good!" Xuanjing didn't feel strange when he saw this, he folded his hands together.

Gu Li ignored him, and then sneered: "I have a relationship with the Buddha!

Hearing this, Xuan Jing recited in a peaceful and rich voice:

"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate...... What is my Buddha?...... That is, the mind is the Buddha, that is, the Buddha is the mind, the mind knows the Buddha, the Buddha knows the mind, the centrifugal is not the Buddha, and the Buddha is not the mind......"

"Stop, stop...... Stop!"

Gu Li was chanted by him to a head and two big, and he didn't feel this way when he fought before. He wondered if the old monk had a problem with his intelligence, he couldn't understand what he meant, and he still recited the Buddha and explained the Dharma in a serious manner.

Xuanjing finally stopped chanting, still with a peaceful face: "Donor, isn't what the old man said wrong?"

Gu Li secretly cursed in his heart, you are big!

He sneered: "I said, I only need the Vajra Demon Pestle!"

Xuanjing was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "This is not good, the King Kong Demon Pestle is Master Zhiyuan's." If he doesn't agree, how can he take it casually? Didn't your mother or your master teach you before that it was wrong to take other people's things without their permission? If you want it, you can convince him, and if you convince him, you can naturally take it, and if you can't convince him, then you can't take it. Of course, if you can't convince yourself, you can ask someone else to ......"

"Chirp, that's enough!" gully exclaimed.

The old monk Xuanjing was yelled at by Gu Li, his face changed slightly, and he closed his mouth. But his cultivation is extremely high, and he is forced to smile.

Gu Li sneered in his heart, this Xuanjing was so verbose, the more he doubted whether he was deliberately pretending to be a ghost, and had any other ideas.

As soon as he thought of this, he raised his right hand, and a golden spear appeared in his hand.

Since you can't get the treasure through the old monk, it seems that there is only a robbery!

Gu Li held the spear in his hand, and an astonishing momentum suddenly emanated from his body.

"Later, I will start dragging this monk, and you will go and kill Xuanji and take his storage ring. Gu Li secretly said to Ye Ling and the others, "Remember, you must move quickly!"

For this old monk whom he preliminarily judged to be above him, Gu Li was extremely cautious, and if he wanted to fight, he had to fight with twelve points. After all, who knows what killer tricks he will have!

After the transmission, Gu Li faced Xuanjing and said:

"The master's mana is profound, I don't know if I can ask the master for advice......

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!" Xuan Jing didn't think about it, and said with a smile, "Cultivating together, normal learning is still possible." This sect of martial arts has been practiced for thousands of years and is said to have been passed down from the ancestor of Bodhidharma. When the children of Buddhism learn martial arts, they are strengthening their bodies and protecting the Dharma and subduing demons......"

Xuanjing's mouth was like a river, Gu Li frowned, and he was impatient.

He was about to do it directly, but suddenly he felt a sense and looked down the mountain.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the night, four figures swept towards the top of the mountain.

Gu Li's pupils shrank, and he was shocked: Why are there four more monks!

The leader was a thin old monk in a green robe, and his sparse long beard was already white.

He was followed by three middle-aged monks—one tall and dark-skinned, one obese and pot-bellied, and the last one was short in stature, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but the earlobes in both ears were unusually large.

If Zixuan and the others were here, they would recognize it at a glance, and among the three people who came from behind, the two people who walked in front were Huijue, the supervisor of Xiangguo Temple, the first temple in southern China, and Huiming, the deacon.

"The junior suddenly remembered that there was something important to do, so he didn't nag anymore, and asked the master for advice another day!"

Gu Li suddenly bowed to Xuanjing and apologized, and then shouted to Ye Ling and the others: "Go!"

A talisman suddenly appeared in his hand, and his right hand sleeve robe flicked. A strange spatial fluctuation spread out like ripples in an instant, enveloping the four people around him, and then disappeared.

"Hey, there's even a big shift charm!"

At this time, Xuanji, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, opened his eyes and sighed: "This son is extremely talented, fierce as a tiger, cunning as a fox, and decisive. It's a pity that the pearl is secretly cast!"