Li Wuxiao held the sword in his arms and said lightly: "It is good that Buddhism is a pure place, but Buddhism pays attention to forgiving people and around, and Buddha pays attention to being broad-minded and repaying grievances with virtue." Before the Buddha attained enlightenment, there was a wounded eagle, hungry and dying, it was the Buddha who cut off his own flesh with a knife, and then rescued the eagle, this story is to tell people, especially Buddhist disciples to sacrifice themselves to save others. What kind of realm is this, the master won't not know, right? ”

The monk said angrily: "Go to the realm of your eldest mother!" Lao Tzu doesn't care about this, Lao Tzu only knows that you disturbed the purity of Buddhism. Now, you have to lick the clothes off your body, or you have to wait for your father to collect your body. ”

Li Wuxiao glanced at the angry monk and said, "What if you don't want to?" ”

The monk said angrily, "As long as you are willing to go to hell, you can do it."

With a "click", the monk had already smashed the table in front of him.

The bearded monk just slapped his hand lightly on the table, but his palm seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and it shattered the table in one fell swoop.

None of the pieces of wood flew out, and all of them fell to the ground.

All the people were so frightened that they wanted to run out of the inn, but all of them wanted to see if Li Wuxiao's swordsmanship was high, or the monk's martial arts were high.

Opposite the monk sat a monk with a ball of flesh on his head.

The monk still had a wine glass in his hand, and after he drank the wine in the glass, he actually put the wine glass back in its place.

There used to be a table in that place, but now it's gone.

It doesn't matter if the table is gone, the glass can still rest there as if there is a table underneath the glass.

Su Xianrong saw the wine glass. She said to Song Ruilong: "Brother Song, we have to go over and help Li Wuxiao." That monk's internal strength is extraordinary, but I'm afraid it's not easy to deal with. ”

Song Ruilong said very calmly: "Wait and talk!"

After Li Wuxiao saw the wine glass, his hands were trembling.

The monk with the beard on his face said, "If you want to help Master Ben lick his clothes clean now, there is still a chance."

Li Wu said with a smile: "The head can be broken, and the blood can flow." I want Zai Xia to do those things for you, unless you cut off Zaixia's head. ”

The bearded monk's feet were still on the table just now, as if there was a table at his feet.

The bearded monk said coldly: "You asked for it, and today Lao Tzu will abolish you."

Li Wuxiao knew that if he wanted to fight for internal strength, he would not be the opponent of the bearded monk at all, he could only win with swordsmanship, and he would also win quickly and strike first.

Li Wuxiao's sword was unsheathed.

The sword was unsheathed, as if a poisonous snake that had been suffocated for more than ten days had seen its prey. Dancing wildly in the air.

The sword was swift and swift, and it didn't give the bearded monk any room to think.

In just a split second, the sword had stabbed the bearded monk in the throat.

Everyone was stunned, and everyone pinched a cold sweat for the bearded monk.

It was only at this moment that the sword suddenly stopped.

Li Wuxiao didn't even plunge his sword into the throat of the bearded monk.

The bearded monk grabbed the middle of the sword with two fingers and said, "Your sword can only be used to play tricks for others to see, and swordsmanship like yours wants to kill." Let's practice for another eight lifetimes! ”

With a slight force of the bearded monk's two fingers, the sword was broken. At the same time as the sword broke. Li Wuxiao's chest was hit by the bearded monk's palm.

Li Wuxiao didn't have time to dodge at all, and his body flew to the counter.

The counter is upside down and broken.

The overturned counter frightened the shopkeeper like a turtle and ran away.

The bearded monk's body was like a gust of wind, and with a "whoosh" he passed by Song Ruilong and came to Li Wuxiao.

The bearded monk grabbed Li Wuxiao's neck with his hand and lifted Li Wuxiao up. said: "Lick Lao Tzu's clothes clean, otherwise, I will strangle you!"

Li Wuxiao's mouth was bleeding, and his chest seemed to be scalded with boiling water, and he wanted to faint uncomfortably.

Li Wuxiao sneered: "Soldiers can be killed, but they cannot be humiliated." If you have the ability, you will kill me. ”

"You think I wouldn't dare?" The bearded monk glared and gritted his teeth.

Many of the guests were worried about Li Wuxiao's fate, and all of them stood up and looked at Li Wuxiao in the monk's hand.

Li Wuxiao's body was slowly lifted up by the bearded monk.

The bearded monk's hand was slowly exerting force, and his body was trembling, his face was purple, and his eyes were about to bulge.

With the martial arts of that bearded monk, it was easy for him to kill Li Wuxiao, what he wanted was the kind of process that made people unable to survive and die.

Suddenly, a man said, "Wait, stinky monk, you've stepped on your foot."

When the bearded monk heard someone call him a stinky monk, he put Li Wuxiao down, looked back at the man who spoke, and said, "Another person who is not afraid of death."

All eyes were on the man.

The man sat peacefully in his chair, holding a fan in his hand and shaking it gently.

On the back of the fan is written "Leisurely", and on the front is written "Mirror hangs high".

The boy who spoke was handsome and spoke sonorously and powerfully.

The bearded monk threw Li Wuxiao to the ground, walked up to the son, and said, "You were talking just now?"

The boy with the fan in his hand said, "Great monk, your ears are not deaf, you hear very clearly." That's what I'm talking about below. ”

The bearded monk said coldly, "What did you just say? Master Ben didn't hear clearly. ”

The boy said, "It doesn't matter if you don't hear it clearly. As long as you are not deaf, you can say it again below. You've stepped on your foot below. ”

The bearded monk said angrily: "If you step on your foot, you will step on your foot, can it be that you have stepped on an ant all the time outside, and that ant will make you unable to pay for your life?" ”

The boy said: "According to the master's meaning, if someone else steps on your foot, someone else will lick your foot with their tongue, and if you step on someone else's foot, others can only consider themselves unlucky, right?" ”

The bearded monk nodded and said, "It seems that you are not stupid, and you still know this truth." But the size of your bad luck depends on how you do it. The man with the long sword in his hand just now is a person who doesn't know the times, and if he doesn't lick his grandfather's clothes clean today, his little life will stay here. You now have a chance to choose, if you say to Master Ben that you just said the wrong thing, and Master Ben didn't step on your foot, Master Ben can spare you from dying. ”

(To be continued.) )