Seeing the ghostly and painful appearance, the monk said with a smile: "Those who love others will always love them, those who respect others will always respect them, those who kill people will always kill them, and those who harm others will always harm them." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info You're not wronged now. ”

The ghost used the power of nine cows and two tigers to eliminate the erosion of the Buddha qi on his right hand, and looked at the monk with resentment, and the resentment in his heart surged at the same time, and inexplicably drove his own momentum to rise wildly.

Seeing that the ghost seemed to be driven by the resentment in his heart, the monk couldn't help but smile and said: "Amitabha, the poor monk is just trying to stop you from doing evil, why should you be angry! You must know that it is not right to do evil, this is not only bad for you, but also bad for them, and even bad for the people who have a relationship with them, and even affects thousands of people in this world. ”

The more the ghost listened to the chatter of the unphased monk, the more uncomfortable he became, the more unhappy he felt in his heart, and his resentment surged, and gradually, the ghost's whole body seemed to be shrouded in an inexplicable gas.

I only heard the ghost shouting: "Stinky monk, don't talk there, I'm fed up with you." ”

The monk smiled slightly, and said cheaply: "Enough of the poor monks, that's easy to do, you beat the poor monks down, don't you have to listen to the poor monks teach you here." ”

The ghost was right when he thought about it, and said in a dark voice: "Monk, you have said so much, and finally said a human word, since you are ready to be beaten down by me, then I will send you on the road quickly." But he felt that with the surge of resentment, his own Taoism and deeds had improved, and his faith had swelled again. As a result, he was blinded by resentment, lost his intellect, and made a decision that he thought was right.

Suddenly thinking of the scene where he trampled on the soles of his feet, the ghost couldn't help but laugh, and suddenly felt that with his laughter, the resentment seemed to be a little less, and he suddenly felt that his own Taoism had changed, and the smile on his face instantly froze, and he was stunned for a moment, and shouted directly: "Stinky monk suffers death!" The voice fell, and the ghost moved his palms together, and in an instant, he hit a deep black energy towards the Wuxiang monk, but the power of this dark black energy was stronger than the power of the previous huge energy.

The Wuxiang monk smiled and said: "But I don't know where you got your confidence, do you really think that you can break the poor monk's 'Golden Bell Jar Gong', it's too naïve." Saying that, he sighed lightly, shook his head slightly, said something in his mouth, folded his hands in front of his chest, and a golden bell instantly enveloped the Wuxiang monk and protected his whole body.

With the blessing of the Wuxiang monk's luck, just listening to the sound of the bell "dong", I saw that the golden bell once again easily resisted the dark black energy struck by the ghost with extremely amazing defensive power.

Tian Ming couldn't help but gasp when he saw the terrifying defensive power displayed by the "Golden Bell Jar Gong" performed by the monk Wuxiang, only feeling that if Changqing Zhenren had such magical skills, he would not die on Qingyang Mountain, thinking of the favor that Changqing Zhenren gave him, he couldn't help but sigh and show sadness.

The monk said: "The poor monk said that you will not be able to break through my air cover, you still don't believe it, come and don't be rude, the poor monk will let you see the poor monk's means." As he spoke, he stood up in the air, his right palm slowly slapped out, and when his right arm was straightened, this charged palm suddenly burst out with a trembling momentum, and I saw a golden palm print carrying an amazing momentum to hit the ghost.

Seeing that this palm was extremely terrifying, the ghost wanted to hide in a safe position, and then waited for the opportunity to move, but found that the golden palm print seemed to have the effect of tracking, only to feel that no matter where he fled to, he could not escape this palm.

Everyone saw that this ghost didn't hide in the face of the amazing palm print made by the monk without a phase, and they couldn't help but feel that the ghost was rampant, and they couldn't help but think that this amazing palm print was also very famous.

The palm method performed by this unphased monk is the secret of the Dharma Temple, "Buddha Country Palm Method", and anyone who is against the enemy will have a feeling of being in a desperate situation and unable to escape.

The ghost knew that his background was not as good as that of the Wuxiang monk, and his strength was not as strong as the other party, so he was ready to use a number of strengths to offset the palm prints from the enemy.

With the struggling strike of one palm after another, the ghost's mind gradually regained a trace of reason, and said in his heart: "This stinky monk is very evil, the defense is harder than the turtle, and the attack is more powerful than me, let's leave this place first, can't you hide if you can't provoke it." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shout: "Stinky monk, are you okay?"

The monk Wuxiang suddenly saw the ghost say an inexplicable word, and couldn't help but be stunned, and then smiled: "What can a poor monk do? At this time, you should care more about yourself!"

The ghost sneered, "Since you're okay, I'm going to leave the land, so don't bother me." As soon as he spoke, he turned around and wanted to flee.

Everyone didn't expect this ghost to turn around and flee without hesitation, showing their astonishment.

The Wuxiang monk was surprised: "How can you say that you can run away, and you don't care about your image at all?"

The ghost said: "Now that I am dead as a ghost, what image is there there?" ”

The Wuxiang monk said: "You are talking nonsense, what's wrong with ghosts, ghosts also have good and evil, if you let go of the anger in your chest, you can become a good ghost." ”

At this time, the ghost stood on the wall of Hefu, thinking that he was extremely safe, and turned his head to the Wuxiang monk and said: "Don't fool me, now my life is about to be lost, what kind of image do you want, stinky monk, today you stopped me from committing murder, I remember, you be careful." ”

Wuxiang smiled and said: "It's a good thing that you remember, it shows that the poor monk is doing good, and he is still remembered and worshiped by the ghosts, isn't this a happy thing." ”

The ghost roared, "Who worships you!" At the same time, he secretly said in his heart: "No, I want to leave this place, and I will be easily by this bald donkey here." As soon as he turned around, he found a person standing in front of him, and he couldn't help but be startled, took a few steps back, and exclaimed, "Who are you? When were you behind me?"

The Taoist took a sip of wine and said, "You don't care when I came, you are an evil ghost, what do you have to do with me." ”

The ghost was angry and annoyed, and thought to himself: "Today is really an evil sect, anyone can meet it, first a monk, and then a Taoist, all of whom are not idle." Turning around, he wanted to bypass the Taoist, and left quickly, and just flew a foot away, he found that the Taoist was standing in front of him again to drink, and couldn't help but hurriedly say: "What do you want?"

The Taoist looked at the people in the audience and said, "Poor Dao didn't say to let you go, you just want to go?