Walking on the quiet path, Luo Jianfeng thought about his next plan as he walked, and he lost his mind a little.

Each time the old man teaches will have a different harvest, and it will also be a great inspiration for the plan he will implement.

Although this soul is not the soul of the other, he still recognizes this old man who has been fighting horses all his life very much, otherwise he would not 'waste' the demonic qi every time and 'wash the meridians' for it.

You must know that on this planet, the lack of heaven and earth aura is almost negligible, and you may be able to go to the cemetery to absorb the dead qi for your own use.

However, recently, cultivation seems to have encountered a strong bottle, not only can the cultivation not be able to make an inch, but the disappearance of Yang Meng has happened again.

Especially those dead spirits are like living beings, and they have changed positions repeatedly, but they are like mice hiding far away when they see cats.

Of course, it doesn't matter if that's all, but even if you encounter those dead qi that you can absorb, it's like a drop in the bucket, and the slow progress is slower than that of a snail.

Coming out of the manor, in order to hide people's eyes, he ran for half an hour before intercepting a taxi, and Luo Jianfeng repeatedly deliberated on the plan in his mind without listening in the car.

Ten years of sharpening a sword, one sword grinding ten years!

This cross is like a Buddhist scripture, containing a lot of wisdom crystallization, recalling the words handed down by the previous one, several times of speculation and deduction.

Luo Jianfeng is like a distressed rescuer, who seems to have grasped some hope of survival, although it is just an inconspicuous plank, it makes it like a treasure.

I couldn't help but smack my tongue and sigh secretly under the feeling, Jiang is still old and spicy, and the old man's Taoism is not ordinarily deep.

Although the water of Huaxia Kingdom was muddy, it could not disturb his vision, and some small movements, like children playing with mud, wanted to be happy for a while.

Thinking of this, Luo Jianfeng couldn't help but admire the old man more and more, although he controlled some unknown forces, he couldn't escape the old man's eyes.

This meeting was able to get the old man's approval again, and the future journey is not to say that it is a smooth progress, but at least, there are many detours.

If suddenly one day the old man breaks up, it is estimated that he will not be caught off guard by others, but can make strange moves to fight against him.

Soon, Luo Jianfeng came to QH University, and received a call that he didn't want to answer, but had to answer, and the words from the other side made him want to split his body.

"Poisonous wolf, congratulations on winning a game, but don't be too happy, this is just an appetizer, the next is the main dish, I hope you can eat happily, eat at ease, ahaha!"

At this time, Su Han came over from far and near, stroked the broken hair in front of his forehead, and said in a low voice: Childe, Tang Tian committed suicide in prison, and his family was transferred abroad, and then disappeared mysteriously.

Then, I got the news that someone in the Reincarnation Pavilion had mutinied, and the casualties were not very large, and the Seven Killings had been suppressed.

Then, the Yang family's industry was tentatively suppressed, and when it came time to fight back, the people behind it abandoned those flags and disappeared.

In addition, claiming to be a monk who wants to see you, when approaching him, I always feel that the breath in my body is a little irritable, as if I want to break free, but it gives people a sense of peace, see or not? ”

"See, how can you not see it." Luo Jianfeng glanced at the teaching building in the depths of the iron gate, turned around and walked to the parking place, came to the hotel that Su Han said, and explained some other things to the latter.

The raised right hand was about to knock on the door, but there was some vague moaning sound from inside.

For Luo Jianfeng, a veteran of the love scene, according to the voices from the two people in the room, they were nearing the end of their movements, but the duration was not more than half an hour.

"Monk?" Luo Jianfeng snorted lightly, recalling the information Su Han had reported before, and a seemingly sarcastic smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Knock knock! He knocked on the door three times.

"Who?" A quarter of an hour later, a slightly lazy cry was heard.

Creak! After a few breaths, a young girl with a flush on her cheeks came out, and if she met her on the street, no one would associate it with a 'chicken'.

There was a hint of displeasure in his lazy eyes, but the moment he saw Luo Jianfeng, his eyes suddenly lit up, but a trace of gloom flashed, and then a trace of unwillingness flashed, and he said coldly: Is there something? ”

Luo Jianfeng seemed to be accustomed to it, raised his foot and kicked open the door, walked to the room, glanced at it, and sneered at the middle-aged man who seemed to be righteous, that is, the monk: Please come and say something. ”

After speaking, the two fell into a calm confrontation.

Boom! The girl closed the door hard, and the undisguised jade body should have hurriedly burrowed into the quilt, but she took what she thought was a catwalk, threw a wink at Luo Jianfeng as if teasingly, and said angrily: Handsome guy, do you want it? ”

"Get out!" Without waiting for Luo Jianfeng to answer, the middle-aged man lying on the bed shouted angrily, and then threw out a handful of banknotes.

"Humph! Every good thing a man eats cleanly, he unloads the mill and kills the donkey, you don't care about it" The girl muttered and left the room while getting dressed, as for the latter words, it is unknown, and it must not be a good word.

The middle-aged man sat sloppily on the edge of the bed with a bath towel, snap! He lit a cigarette and took a deep puff, as if enjoying the pleasure, and after a moment of silence, he slowly spit it out.

In the scrutinizing eyes, joy, doubt, and annoyance flashed one by one, and neither of the two who were holding each other made a sound to break the silence at this time.

Just when the cigarette in the middle-aged man's hand was only a small cigarette holder, he was defeated, and said loudly: Introduce yourself, the name of the contemptible and vulgar family is Jinle, and the name of the law cannot be killed. ”

"Can't be killed, do you think I'm an ignorant child?" Luo Jianfeng glared at the man in front of him who was smiling cheaply and called himself Jin Le, and said sarcastically.

But Jin Le Fang Buddha didn't hear Luo Jianfeng's sarcasm, and folded his hands and said: Amitabha, monks don't speak, why should the donor bother with a name. ”

When Luo Jianfeng heard this, he was angry, and he carefully glanced at Jin Le, and said playfully: As far as I know, the most basic precepts of Buddhism are not to kill, not to steal, not to steal, three not to be evil, four not to be evil, five not to be two-tongued, six not to lie, seven not to gossip, eight not to be greedy, nine not to be angry, and ten not to be stupid.

And you are evil, two lies, three tongues, these are all things I have encountered, and there are some things that God knows you know I don't know, these are enough for you to go to eighteen layers of hell. ”

When Jin Le heard this, his face was slightly stunned, he tapped his lips, and when he thought of the legendary hell, the cold sweat on his forehead instantly, hmph! came out, but when I thought of the happy life of the last few years, I felt a little difficult to choose for a while.

One thought of hell, one thought of heaven!

Hovering between life or death, Jin Le, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, somehow flashed in his mind what the master said before becoming a monk, and two lines of hot tears involuntarily flowed on his cheeks.

A touch of pain flashed in his eyes, and he bowed to the void piously, and there were words for a short time, followed by a touch of excitement in his determination, and he said with a smile: The donor's words are wrong, the wine and meat have passed through the intestines, the Buddha stays in his heart, the Buddha is the Buddha in his heart, and the Buddha is the devil without the Buddha in his heart. ”

"Hmph, whether you are a demon, a Buddha, or a human, as long as you block my interests, you must die." After speaking, a solemn aura burst out from the inside out, like a galloping horse, rushing towards the golden music that was calm on the surface, but surprised in the heart.

Vajra Hood!

Jin Le shouted, but saw a layer of golden bell covering his whole body, glared at Luo Jianfeng proudly, and said arrogantly: Boy, this is the supreme martial arts of Buddhism, created by the Bodhidharma Patriarch, it is not an exaggeration to call it invincible in the world after Dacheng, swords, guns, sticks and swords are difficult to damage in the slightest, the little monk does not guess a little bit about it, is it envious and jealous and hateful? ”

"Don't be ashamed, what kind of garbage supreme martial arts, it's just a useless turtle shell, dare to take it out and offer ugliness, this kind of envy and jealousy doesn't matter, I hope you can still be so righteous later." Luo Jianfeng sneered.

Zheng! A piercing sound spread throughout the entire sky of the hotel, like a lingering music, which did not disperse for a long time.

Splashing some dazzling sparks, it seems that the stars in the night sky dot everything around.

I don't know when, Luo Jianfeng had an extra wrinkling moon scimitar in his hand that was exactly the same as in Tianji's hand, but what was surprising was that the word 'Tianji' changed to 'poisonous wolf'.

The blade is narrow, like a waning moon in the sky, and the murderous aura that bursts out is creepy like falling into an ice cellar.

How he drew the knife, from which position, and how he made the move, Jin Le could only see a vague afterimage.

Click! A crack appeared in the golden bell, and as if in response to the call, it crackled and shattered to the ground.

Jin Le stared at the scene in front of him dumbly, and there was a coaxing sound in his ears, as if he had been pricked by the tip of a needle, and his whole body was cold and numb.

The vajra cover, which has always been proud, was unexpectedly cracked by an unknown hairy boy, and in an instant, his cheeks became gray and white.

trembling lips and unable to speak for a long time, after a long while, he shook his head and said in a lost voice: This is not true, it must not be true, you are lying to me, are you lying to me, right? Until he finally shouted.

Luo Jianfeng walked to the bathroom, took a basin of cold water, lifted it to the top of Jin Le's head, and poured it down from head to toe, and then took a basin of hot water from the gourd and poured it on Jin Le's body.

Immediately I set the temperature in the room to the lowest degree Celsius, whew! The cold wind is howling, and the temperature is low.