On the boat, Xiao Qiang, a fool, was still struggling with the question of how the faceless monk ate, but Ji Luoling's face changed greatly, as if he was facing a great enemy, and exclaimed: "Let's go quickly, this person is a demon monk Wuchen!"

"The Nine Absolute Demon Monks are dustless?" Su Ying was puzzled, it was the first time he had heard this name.

Ji Luoling's face changed color and explained: "It is said that Wuchen used to be a high-ranking monk of Fahua Temple, he is not very old, less than five hundred years old, but he has already cultivated to the Great Sage. He is known as the Nine Uniques, his strength is incomparably strong, go quickly, this person is even more terrifying than the most vicious demon!"

Although the demon monk Wuchen is a master of Buddhism, he does all kinds of evil, and on the list of villains of major sects, this person almost occupies the top of the major lists, which is really notorious and intolerable!

When Su Ying heard this, he immediately summoned his mana to urge the building ship, and the building ship broke through the air with a bang, which suddenly made the speed of the building ship reach the limit!

However, the boat had just started, and suddenly only a laugh came, and he said loudly: "Two donors, you criticized the Buddha behind your back, do you want to leave?"

Su Ying looked back and saw the white-clothed monk rising into the sky and approaching the building boat at high speed. Although the speed of the building boat is amazing, after all, it is only a Dao-level magic weapon, and the demon monk Wuchen is a strong person who has entered the realm of the Great Sage, and he can't get rid of this person at all, but the distance is constantly being narrowed.

Su Ying looked at it from a distance, this demon monk Wuchen didn't look like a demon, but he had a delicate and elegant temperament, but he had no face, giving people an indescribable weird feeling!

He has no face, no ears, and the top of his head is bare, making it impossible to tell which direction is his front, and if you don't look closely, it will only make people think that he has the back of his head.

Su Ying has seen masters of Buddhism, such as the Wuxiang of the Supreme Dharma Sect, and the obscurity and Shenxiu of the Vajra Zen Sect.

But even the old bald donkey, who is full of Buddha light, does not have this weird aura at all.

Ji Luoling said with a solemn face: "Wuchen used to be a master of Fahua Temple, but later Fahua Temple was destroyed overnight, and this person lost his mind and became a monster who is half Buddha and half demon. ”

Dustless is approaching rapidly, and there is a distance of more than ten miles from the building ship in a few breaths, such a short distance, the magic power can explode almost instantly, and directly smash the building ship!

"Two donors, the world has a misunderstanding of my Buddha, thinking that the Buddha is a demonic way, but in fact, I don't know that the Buddha is compassionate. In this way, you stay, come to my door, and the Buddha will transform you. Otherwise, we will have to send you to the Western Heaven Elysium. ”

A big Buddha rose behind Wuchen, the big Buddha smiled gloomily, stretched out his big hand and grabbed the boat, laughed and said: "Don't go, the Buddha only transforms, not kills." ”

When this white-clothed monk turned thousands of ghost monks and ghosts and Buddhas, the Buddha's light shone, like a high-ranking monk, but at this moment, his temperament changed greatly and he became a demon.

Su Ying and the others were like facing a great enemy, and Ji Luoling was even more nervous, and directly sacrificed a big flag, which was hunting and hunting, and it was actually a treasure of great enlightenment.

As Ji Luoling raised the banner, he saw countless divine lights surging in the flag, turning into thousands of sword qi, and the sword qi roared angrily, deafening.

"The Xuanyuan Banner of the Ji family turned out to be the female benefactor of the Great Emperor's family, very good, very good! The female benefactor of the Great Emperor's family, if she enters my door, my Buddha will definitely increase her face!"

Wuchen laughed, the golden Buddha's big hand turned into a fist, and with a heavy blow, a punch hit the Xuanyuan Banner, and the Xuanyuan Banner suddenly lost its power, shaking Ji Luoling to vomit blood.

The Xuanyuan Banner of the Ji family is a holy soldier, an existence of the same level as the Human Emperor Sword, and the Xuanyuan Banner in Ji Luoling's hand is just an imitation, although it is the best treasure of enlightenment, but in the face of the great sage of Wuchen, it is still not enough to see.

"Dead Demon Monk, Stinky Demon Monk, if you dare to temper me, my father will definitely cut off your head!"

Ji Luoling's face was pale, not afraid at all, and he stood at the bow of the boat with his waist crossed and shouted and scolded Wuchen!

Wuchen was blocked by the Xuanyuan Banner, and his speed couldn't help but slow down, and then he quickly chased after him, laughing and said: "Your father, is it the Holy Lord Ji?" Hmph, this place is hundreds of thousands of miles away from the Ji family, not to mention that your father is not there, even if his Dharma Body comes, I am not afraid of the Buddha!"

"Brother Wuchen, where's your face?"

Xiao Qiang, the stupid thing, stood at the stern of the boat, looked curiously at the demon monk Wuchen who was chasing after him, and asked, "Also, how did you eat?"

Then, Su Ying saw Wuchen's white paper-like face as black as charcoal, this monk was the first time that he was asked such a question in person, before others met him, either shouting and shouting to kill, or running away, where would anyone ask him this kind of question.

"Stinky boy, where do you settle down?" Wuchen noticed Xiao Qiang's bald head, and instead of answering his question, he asked politely.

"I'm not a monk, I'm a Taoist. ”

Xiao Qiang touched his bare head, and said with a smile: "Big brother, you don't have ears, how can you hear me? By the way, how do you speak? Also, you don't have a mouth, how do you eat? Do you eat with your buttocks? Don't you feel nauseous? Also, you say that you are a Nine Absolute Demon Monk, what are the Nine Absolute Demon Monks?"

He asked a series of questions, and the whole head of Wuchen was black, and there was a black head on top of the snow-white monk's robe, which was very strange, and I saw the white-clothed monk shouting angrily: "Little thief, shut up!"

Xiaoqiang's dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, and said with a smile: "Although I am bald, I am not a thief." But you, who don't have a single hair on the top of your head, are the real thief bald. ”

Wuchen was furious, his facial muscles suddenly squirmed, his eyes, ears, nose and nose grew, and even his eyebrows grew, turning into a delicate monk, and said angrily: "Do you understand my Buddhist realm? Although I don't have facial features, it's not that I really don't have a face, but my Buddhism has cultivated to a high and profound realm, and there is no self and no one is like all beings, if I want to grow a face, I can have as much as I want!"

Su Ying and the others' eyes lit up, and they said in their hearts: "This demon monk is a handsome character. ”

"Leave it for me!"

Wuchen was impatient in his heart, and was completely enraged by Xiaoqiang, his big hand opened, and slapped directly on Su Ying's building boat, only to hear a boom, and the huge building boat flew out directly under his big hand like a flat boat in the sea, crashing into a mountain.

Su Ying and Ji Luoling Xiaoqiang flew up in embarrassment and landed hundreds of miles away.

Wuchen walked in stride, and it was hundreds of miles down in one step, and he came to the three of them, clasped his hands together, and said with a smile: "Three donors, you can't run away, obediently go back with the Buddha, be my disciple, and be my disciple, so that you can ascend to the Western Heaven Elysium as soon as possible." ”

"Senior Brother Su, what should I do?" Ji Luoling stood behind Su Ying with a nervous face, and said pitifully: "People don't want to be ........ by him."

Su Ying signaled her not to be nervous, then took a few steps forward, looked at Wuchen and said with a smile: "I heard that Zunjia used to be a disciple of Fahua Temple?"

Wuchen glanced at him, and said impatiently: "So what? Now I am the only one left in Fahua Temple, you follow me to get started, you are the great disciple of the sect, and the Buddha will definitely not treat you badly." ”

Su Ying shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "I heard that the twelve sects of your Buddhism, each sect classic, almost all of them are missing the last few volumes, I wonder if Master Wuchen is the same?"

"What's that, you ask?"

Wuchen sneered: "The Buddha is unparalleled in talent, even if he lacks a few volumes, he can still cultivate to become a great sage!"

"It's a pity, it's a pity......"

When Su Ying heard this, he shook his head slightly and sighed: "It's a pity........

(End of chapter)