Although the old monk's voice was faint, it sounded like a bell, with endless Sanskrit sounds, which shocked people's hearts.

Jack Luo swallowed, this old monk's momentum was too strong, and they couldn't beat it.

He smiled contemptuously and said, "You Buddhists, lying that you don't kill people, are you going to kill now?" ”

The old monk shook his head and said: "Monks, don't be involved in killing, but if you disturb my Buddhism three times or twice, and the Buddha doesn't tolerate it, you can abolish it." ”

His eyes were flat, and his eyebrows revealed the meaning of the Buddha, and he said, "Now turn around, the sea and the sky are wide." ”

"Old monk, there are countless people who have died at the hands of Lao Tzu, I don't believe it."

Among them was one of the mercenaries, who was most impatient with these words.

He yearns for killing by force, and he firmly believes that only brutality can rule all.

In fact, this is on the minds of all mercenaries.

They yearn for a world where no one can take care of it.

"If the donor doesn't believe it, he can take a step forward." The old monk smiled lightly.

This person was furious, although he was beaten down by the old monk before, although his strength was not as good as that of people.

But he couldn't admit defeat on his lips, and he finally took this unbelievable step.

Suddenly, everyone felt that the aura of Buddhism was enveloping them, and the solemn and solemn momentum made them unable to resist in the slightest.

Poseidon witnessed everything in amazement, and the old monk made a move.

He took an ordinary step, but it was like a thousand times, and he came to the mercenary in an instant and slapped him.

This palm is not gorgeous at all, but it is extraordinary, containing domineering and fierce momentum, with a little Buddha meaning.

Wu Xuan was already shocked, and there was a hint of relief in the shock.

There are too many masters in Huaxia!

The mercenary's eyes were bloodshot, and he was shocked to see the old monk's palm imprint on his chest, and then exploded.

A huge depression appeared in his chest in an instant, his sternum was broken, and blood was spitting from his mouth, flying upside down like a broken kite.

He fell to the ground with a bang, his limbs shattered and paralyzed like mud.

His mouth was foaming with blood, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

The old monk's palm contracted to a certain extent, which happened to seriously injure the person, but did not hurt his life.

"The monks don't speak, the old man does what he says, and there is any other donor who wants to try the old man's Buddha palm?" The old monk smiled lightly.

His figure is ordinary, but at this moment, he gives people an extreme domineering!

Jack Rowe was horrified, this old monk was completely pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

That kind of power, even if he made a move, he would be defeated in an instant.

He and the rest of the Black God mercenary group all had a chill down their backs.

The original set means did not dare to make a move, because the old monk was really domineering.

This shot is to beat the players into mud, and before that, they were actually hiding their strength.

If the old monk was willing, they were no match at all.

The old monk saw that everyone in front of him was speechless, and he also knew that it had a deterrent effect, and he said: "Lao Qu is a person from the Buddha Gate, and he doesn't want to make a move when he meditates on the Buddha Road here, but if you dare to disturb my Buddha Gate again, the old man will not leave his hand anymore, and you will do it yourself." ”

After that, the old monk walked back to the temple with a firm step in the surprised eyes of everyone, and gently closed the temple door.

The few people who were left in shock had nothing to say.

The old monk is so powerful, Wu Xuan was stunned when he saw it in secret!

Wu Xuan was completely shocked, he clearly witnessed all this.

Just by observing the martial arts methods used by the old monk just now, it was simply extremely strong.

Huaxia martial arts is broad and profound, and this old monk is definitely a strong man who can be called famous.

Jack Rowe's eyes flickered, and he was thinking about what to do with the damn old monk.

Wu Xuan was right in front of him, but he couldn't kill him, what a torturous thing it was.

As the deputy head of the Black God Mercenary Corps, Jack Luo didn't want the boiled duck to fly away, and the bounty he could get by killing Wu Xuan was the temptation.

No matter which mercenary group it is, in the face of such a generous reward, it will try it crazy.

He made a decision in his heart, and he ordered: "You two, take care of the temple for me, and don't let Wu Xuan leave." ”

He took out his mobile phone and prepared to mobilize manpower and weapons, a few of them couldn't deal with the old monk, but what about crowd tactics and firepower suppression?

Even if the old monk has three heads and six arms, he will not be able to resist the suppression of heavy firepower, and he will be annihilated together at that time.

Suddenly, he receives a mysterious phone call.

……

At this moment, Wu Xuan looked at the old monk in amazement and said approvingly: "Presiding, good means." ”

The old monk smiled indifferently and said, "How can the old man be compared to the benefactor." ”

In fact, he cultivates with Buddha nature, and can see through people outside the Buddhist world.

If it weren't for Wu Xuan's righteous heart, he wouldn't have let him set foot in the pure land of Buddhism.

Wu Xuan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but be in awe in his heart.

This old monk has extraordinary eyes, and he can see his strength at a glance, which shows his profound cultivation.

The two of them sat cross-legged in the open hall, with the stars above their heads, bathing in the green smoke of the incense burner, and their hearts were clear.

Wu Xuan smiled lightly: "Actually, I have also practiced martial arts for a few years, but unfortunately I got into trouble with the enemy, this is not hunted down to this point, I have concealed it before, and I ask the master to forgive me."

If outsiders heard Wu Xuan's words, they would probably vomit blood.

What do you mean by practicing martial arts for a few years?

That pure crush is the tempering of blood!

Wu Xuan and this old monk have a one-sided relationship, although the other party has no malicious intentions.

But his identity is special, and Wu Xuan is not easy to tell it all.

After all, when you are alone, you should be cautious.

The old monk bowed his head and said softly: "If the donor can confide in the truth, he will be very good, and I believe that the Buddha will forgive." ”

Wu Xuan said: "That's good." ”

The two talked late at night, and the conversation was very happy, as if they had forgotten the New Year's friend.

The two talked about the martial arts of Chinese martial arts, which was broad and profound.

There are people outside the people, and there are masters everywhere.

Taoism's spiritual practice is quite similar to Buddhism, and the Buddhist avenue, compassion, is the old monk's relish.

Wu Xuan's special training in the previous nine months was of great use.

He used the knowledge taught by Qin Lao and others, and he was able to argue with the old monk, and he was happy in his heart.

The old monk also admired Wu Xuan very much, because there are really not many young people who can have such an insightful understanding.

can be regarded as the first person in his generation!

Not arrogant or impatient, with heritage!

This is a talent!

Wu Xuan is secretive about his identity, but the old monk is also six Qingming.

He knew Wu Xuan, but he didn't investigate Wu Xuan's origin, and the two knew this.

The monks are speechless too much, as long as Wu Xuan is a good person.

The old monk called it great compassion, and Wu Xuanneng talked with him very happily.

This proves that it contains Buddha nature, and he is loved by the Buddha and highly appreciated by him.

This night, there was no more noise from the Black God mercenary group.

The sound of the Buddha surrounds the ears, the cigarette smoke calms the mind, and only talks about the Buddha.

Wang Yilei, this girl, because she was too tired, fell asleep when the old monk faced the enemy.

At this time, he was sleeping sweetly in the fasting room, and such a good sleep made Wu Xuan envious.

……

Jack Rowe answered the mysterious call with confusion, and the voice of the other party made him solemn for a moment.

This number is the phone number of the leader of the Black God Mercenary Group.

(End of chapter)