Chapter Eighty-Six: Bald Heads Beat Monks

The Xuanhuang Mountain Range stretches for millions of miles, although this place is not the place with the strongest aura between heaven and earth, but it is a spiritual vein in the entire mountain range, and it is the largest spiritual vein in the world, and it is precisely because of this that the Xuanhuang Mountain Range has given birth to as many as forty percent of all kinds of demons and beasts in the whole world, as well as seventy percent of the alchemy medicinal materials, among which there are many dangerous places, and some dangerous places are even in danger of falling to the strong people of the Great Dao. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

As the saying goes, the creation of Zhong Shenxiu, and even if it has not been passed on for many generations, it is still the most famous holy place in the world, Xuanyuan Mound, is located in a dangerous place in the Xuanhuang Mountains, this place is called, Fallen Dragon Valley.

The mountain here is dangerous, and the mountain shape is strange, the three-ring mountain, a large waterfall is faced, full of spiritual flowers and grass, and the surrounding mountains are not an inch of grass, and the sky above it is hovering like the wind outside the sky, so that the inside and outside are almost completely isolated, legend has it that this place is the terrain formed by the joint arrangement of the great gods and monks in ancient times, they use this place, cut the real dragon!

"Okay, you dare to lie to me." Huang Cheng kicked Xiaochen on the calf and said fiercely.

"How dare I lie to you, Uncle Xuanling, you're joking again." Xiaochen pretended to be lame and smiled flatteringly.

"Hmph, I'm embarrassed to say no, you said you couldn't find it, and now you can suddenly find it, and you still want to quibble." Huang Cheng stared at Xiaochen, who originally pretended to be vicious, but appeared on her face and became another kind of beauty.

"Light makeup and heavy makeup are always appropriate......" Huang Cheng stared at Xiaochen, Xiaochen didn't dare to look away, he could only look at her the same, and couldn't help but praise at this time.

"Look again, look at it again, and punish you for not opening your eyes in the future." Hearing Xiaochen praise herself, Huang Cheng was a little surprised, she had been in the mortal world for so long, and she also knew that she belonged to the most perfect level in human aesthetics, but if you want to say praise, this time plus the one many years ago, Xiaochen has said it twice in total.

"Isn't it generally possible to say, 'Look at it again and gouge out your eyes'?" Punish people and don't open their eyes, this kind of punishment is the first time Xiaochen has heard of it.

"What do I want your eyes for? If you don't open it, it's okay. Huang Cheng didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong with what he said, and then suddenly thought of something, and said: "Don't want to open the topic, dare to lie to me." ā€

"Uncle Shi, I really didn't lie to you, I didn't know about it, I just had a dream, and I dreamed it." On blind nonsense with his eyes open, Xiaochen can be called an expert.

"You ......" Huang Cheng was speechless for a while, and could only snort angrily at Xiaochen.

"Take what you need, don't take what you don't need, the donor is wise, and the poor monk admires." As the two of them were fighting in the woods, a gentle voice came from a distance.

Xiaochen and Huang Cheng, who were fighting, also stopped when they heard this, and looked into the distance, Xiaochen saw that the owner of the voice was a middle-aged monk wearing a red monk's robe, and he was looking at himself and Huang Cheng with a smile at the moment.

"As the saying goes, when you meet a nun, you will lose every gamble, Uncle Xuanling, these are all bald, and you have to be unlucky to meet a monk." After the incident of the day, Xiaochen instinctively hated these monks who ate fasting and chanted scriptures, and this time he didn't go to the Xuanyuan Ancient Temple, but he met it at this time, although he said something to Huang Cheng just now, but the fool knew that it was for the great monk.

"The donor's words are wrong, aren't you also on top?" The red-clothed monk was not angry when he heard this, and saw that Xiaochen was also bareheaded, so he returned the favor.

"Haha, your great monk's cultivation is too shallow, in just a few breaths, he has committed the two precepts of Buddhism's delusion, doesn't the master feel ashamed, no, lose the Buddha?" Xiaochen knew that he was also a bald person, but he still opened his mouth as before, in order to test the monk in front of him, but at this moment, it seems that there is no Taoist person.

"Oh, then donor, tell me which two precepts the poor monk has committed?" The red-clothed monk first heard the other party say that he was unlucky, and then heard that he had broken the precepts, so he couldn't help but ask again.

"Alas, this is another precept, it seems that the master's six roots are not pure, so let's return the vulgar as soon as possible, let's go first." Xiaochen turned around and wanted to leave, but instead of answering the question, he said that the red-clothed monk had broken the precepts again.

"I can't tell, how can I let you go." When the red-clothed monk saw that Xiaochen was about to leave without saying anything, he dodged and immediately rushed to Xiaochen to stop him.

"Could it be that Master Fei still wants to be obsessed?" Xiaochen's talent skills were activated, and the ridicule was full of ridicule, as if he was afraid that this great monk would not do it.

Huang Cheng didn't understand the mystery in his words, but felt that Xiaochen was nervous, and he was uncomfortable if he didn't conflict with others.

"Do I really dare?" After saying that, the red-clothed monk let go of his hands that were folded and slapped them towards Xiaochen.

"Then the master will give you a second elder for free to educate and educate you." Xiaochen has figured out that the red-clothed monk's mental cultivation is insufficient, and the cultivation of Buddhism pays attention to cultivating Buddha first and then practicing, so Xiaochen expects that his cultivation will not be high, so he will make a move.

"The first thing you say is a lie!" Xiaochen raised his palm to the red-clothed monk and said, "My uncle's heart is like a lotus, and what he says is just natural from his heart, but you are classified as Huixin, this is a lie, and the first precept you have committed." ā€

Facing Xiaochen, the red-clothed monk only felt that he had slapped on the boulder, no, even if it was a boulder, he was confident that he could smash it, but he failed to shake Xiaochen's palm, and when he heard Xiaochen's words, his heart was also shocked, he was a disciple of Buddhism, and he suddenly woke up at this moment, looking at Xiaochen with a slightly different gaze, but now he is riding a tiger.

The red-clothed monk stood firm, folded his hands, whispered a Buddha name, and then punched Xiaochen.

Xiaochen's favorite thing is to hit hard, seeing that the other party did not cast a spell, he was also willing to carry it hard, and he also punched out.

"I am bald-headed, but you ridicule me for not being hairy, this is, hate, for your offense, the second commandment." Xiao Chen, who had just learned to have almost subtle control over his strength, naturally would not lose in the battle with the strength of the low-level monks, and this move collided, and he shook the red-clothed monk with one punch.

"This ......" is more shocked than being shocked by Xiaochen, the red-clothed monk is even more shocked in his heart, what Xiaochen said, every word is heart-wrenching, originally he thought that Xiaochen was just nonsense, but at this moment, he was hit by the Tao twice in a row, and his mind was already chaotic.

"And the crimes, do you want me to tell them all, Master?" After Xiaochen punched the red-clothed monk away, he immediately rushed to attack, and a whip leg hit the red-clothed monk's left face.

All this happened too fast, from the monk speaking, to lying on the ground at this moment, it was only a dozen breaths, but after hearing Xiaochen's words, and then looking at the red-clothed monk, Huang Cheng also understood, Xiaochen did not talk nonsense, but calculated this great monk at the beginning, and just started fighting, a few words made the other party lose his mind, and he was restrained everywhere, she may easily see that the red-clothed monk of the eighth layer of qi refining was beaten to the ground by Xiaochen before he exerted half of his strength, but why would Xiaochen calculate a Buddhist disciple who he didn't know?

"Are you of the ox? Why do you like to fight so much. Huang Cheng didn't know what Xiaochen's purpose was, but that didn't mean she didn't want to know.

"No, I'm a crab." Xiaochen is talking nonsense again.

"What crab?" Huang Cheng wondered, she didn't remember any crabs in the phase, "Why do you beat people as soon as you meet." ā€

"I don't know, but I always feel that the first strike is stronger, at most I don't kill him, I will fight down first, everything is easy to discuss, in case I am beaten down, then there is no need to discuss anything." Xiaochen stretched out his hand, shook his head, and said very casually.

It turned out that the red-clothed monk had such a catastrophe just because he met Xiaochen, and it didn't matter if he didn't talk to him or what he said.

"Can you be reasonable, I can't stand you." Huang Cheng blamed Xiaochen on his lips, but he didn't really blame, "Why are you stunned, why don't you go and see how he is." ā€

"Oh, don't worry, the person I beat, I know the strength, just this strength, a cow can't kick to death, how can it be possible to kick a cultivator to death." Xiaochen's words are very reasonable, but he doesn't know what kind of cow he is talking about.