"Old Monk ......"

I woke up from a nightmare, sweating profusely.

I can't break free from this dream, and every time it is like life and death, I can wake up.

At this time, it was only a normal day, and it was still dark outside the window, and the building under the lamp made me in a trance for a while, so strange...... Yes, today is the third day that the old monk left, and I was kicked out of Tianjue Temple for three days, this is just an inn in the town, not my meditation room, and the old monk will not recite the mantra for me by my bedside to help me sleep.

At this glance, it was as if it was another world.

I took out the old monk's relic from my sleeve, and at this time at night, it was a little jade-colored luster, shining brightly, like a pearl in the night. I had never realized this before, and I couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"How can this relic be so different?" I wondered.

I've been in Tianjue Temple for a long time, and I know a little bit about the treasures of the monks. The relics are different from the relics, the relics are the general name of the corpses of the monks after they sit down, and the relics are the crystals left after cremation, but most of them are like jade and stone, and this is the first time I have seen it.

"Old monk, you see, the first relic I got was yours. I smiled at the corner of my mouth, ready to put the relics away.

But at this moment, the chest inside my robe suddenly became hot and hot, like a piece of coal. I hurriedly unwrapped my clothes, and I was stunned again.

I have always hung a "stone" on my chest that looks like iron but not iron, jade and not jade, like a finger, but it is craggy. The old monk said that this is what he has been holding in my hand when he picked me up, and even if he is as knowledgeable as he is, he can't see what it is. And this thing is very hard, the old monk couldn't get a hole in his cultivation like this, and finally had to hang it around his neck with twine, which was eighteen years.

In the past eighteen years, this thing is as dark as an ordinary stone, and there has never been the slightest surprise, if it weren't for the old monk, I would really have lost it as an ordinary stone.

Suddenly it was glowing and hot, and I was a little overwhelmed.

Perhaps the temperature was too high, and the twine spontaneously combusted after a while, and I hurriedly patted the spark, and the stone fell on the case, just as I had time to put away the relics collided together, and the next moment, my eyes burst out like lightning, and a roar was like thunder, and the entire desk was blown into slag.

I was really shocked, and I was stunned for a while.

I looked at the dripping thing in the air and couldn't speak, the old monk's relics and my broken stone combined?

While I was stunned, the inn began to stir, and I heard a lot of swearing.

"Oops!"

I snorted softly and touched some money and threw it on the table...... On the bed, grabbing the combination of relics and stones, he panicked and jumped out of the window.

The most annoying thing in my life is that this time I have quarreled with them to sleep well, so I will not argue with them.

I took advantage of the moonlight that was about to dawn, shuttled on the roof, and when the sun rose, I settled in a land temple in the suburbs, and when I looked back, I saw no one chasing me, and then I sighed.

"What am I nervous about, they are all secular people, how can they catch up with me?"

I don't have much of a spiritual practice, but I'm definitely not slow.

The old monk tried for many years to let me practice Buddhism, but when I touched the Buddha statue with my hand, the Buddha statue would collapse, the Buddhist sutra would be burned when I touched the sutra with my hand, the wooden fish would make a frog sound when I knocked it with my hand, and the vajra would bend when I held the vajra......

Ah, thinking about it this way, those monks should hate me, and if you calculate carefully, I burned down not ten meditation rooms but also eight rooms. They managed to pick up a vegetable garden that I planted on the mountain, and it would wither as soon as I passed. With such a "magic barrier" as me, it is really not easy for an old monk to support me for eighteen years.

I don't practice, but my own ability seems to be not small, for example, my strength is greater than that of three or four strong men, my speed is several times faster than ordinary people, my body is also a head taller than ordinary people, my injuries can be healed in a stick of incense, and even my blood is an excellent medicine for healing external injuries- A little monk under the old monk's door went to the forest in the early years and met a mountain tiger, was bitten off a piece of meat, almost died, it happened that I played crazy and hit the stone and left a few drops of blood, the blood dripped on the little monk's wound, and the wound gave birth to new meat, but it was just a few hours, as if there was no one.

Therefore, I can still stay in Tianjue Temple until now, otherwise with my bad deeds, the old monk as the host will not be able to protect me.

I gasped and calmed down before taking out what I was holding and looking at it.

My "stone" was all black, and the relics of the old monk were inlaid at the top, which looked a bit like a poisonous mushroom.

"Well, this is ......"

In the midst of friction, I saw that there were two more words on the black stone that had accompanied me for 18 years: non-heaven.

As I chanted these two words, I vaguely felt a little domineering, and I liked domineering names. "So your name is Feitian? If you have a name, then you are a magic weapon? I only heard the old monk say that some powerful treasures will have names, are you a very powerful magic weapon? But how do you use your appearance?"

"Huh?"

I was playing with it, and I suddenly felt a cool breeze behind me, and an inexplicable breath was approaching me, so fast that the wind was coming.

In an instant, I kicked under my feet, instantly moved a foot away, turned my head sideways in mid-air, and saw that it was him!

His grip passed me, and I looked at him in the eye, my heart beating like a beat.

With eyes and eyes, eyes and moon in them, it's him!

It's the man in black who killed the old monk!

Furious and full of hatred, I pointed my right foot on the stone steps in front of the Land Temple, forcibly reversed the momentum of my body, and formed a fist with my right hand, and hit the man in black instead.

The man in black didn't dodge either, and immediately scuffled with me.

The body of this man in black is like fine iron, no matter how strong his body is, his muscles will always be elastic, but he didn't, I smashed my own arm numbness with one punch, and I couldn't feel any physical touch.

"How could this person have such a body?"

I had doubts in my heart, but I was not slacking off in my hands, between my fists and four hands, but in a moment, I had already confronted him for several rounds, and I was obviously weaker than him, and it was only a long time before my left arm was dislocated, and my body was also hit a lot, and my whole qi and blood were surging, and I almost lost my breath.

I pinched my arm and lifted it up, straightened my bones, and was about to hit again, but the man shouted to stop.

"You can't beat me. ”

He said it so truthfully, it was infuriating, but he was telling the truth, and I really couldn't beat him. I can't kill the old monk no matter what. So I stopped.

"Why did you kill the old monk? Why did you rip out his heart? What kind of hatred do you have with him that make you so ruthless?"

This is something I can't figure out, the old monk has always been kind to others, even I can tolerate it, how can I make enemies with others?

Yuanjue is the only glass heart for thousands of years, and has cultivated the golden body of Arhat, how can I not be moved by such a treasure?"

The voice of the man in black was very calm, calm and somewhat impermanent, like impermanence coming out of the ground. But inexplicably, I feel that this voice is a little demonic, feminine but majestic, it is difficult to describe such a feeling, I only feel a chill in my back.

"So you killed him?"

"Yes!"

"Then you should accept your life!"

I'm angry, this bastard is so justified in talking about killing!

My chest ached like an explosion, like a brute awakened, and my eyes were bloody.

"Oh?"

The eyes of the man in black showed a little surprise, flickered a few times, and then chuckled: "I see!

But I couldn't hear these words, and the "non-heaven" in my hand seemed to feel my angry flame, and it ignited by the way—it was already like a fire candle, and this one burned more likely. It's just that the evil spirit is getting more and more, the black stone is cracking with a bright red magma-like color, and the inlaid relics are shining with golden light, as if suppressing the power of the stone.

I clearly feel that the two forces, one good and one evil, are entangled and restrain each other, but they are surprisingly powerful!

"Die!"

I kicked under my feet, subconsciously using Feitian as a weapon, and stabbed straight at the face of the man in black.

The man in black looked at Fei Tian in my hand tightly, and his pupils were pitch black, without any luster. "It is said that the old monk of Tianjue Temple is missing a relic of a heavenly spirit bone, but I didn't expect it to be on you. ”

I don't care if he is a heavenly spirit relic or an earth spirit relic, if he kills the old monk and doesn't know how to repent, then he will have to pay the price for his actions!

There seems to be infinite power erupting in my body, and that kind of power that swells out can only be slightly comfortable if I keep venting. And I clearly felt that in this moment, my body, my speed, my strength were all increasing with my mind. The distance of a few zhang is just in an instant-

Er, I only felt that there was a flower in front of me, and the figure of the man in black disappeared out of thin air in place, and when it reappeared, it was already a few feet away.

"Teleport!"

I was taken aback!

The old monk said that teleportation is a very powerful skill, and it must be cultivated to the Shattered Void, and the Broken Void is a little more powerful than the Arhat Golden Body.

I missed a few blows in succession, and I was already annoyed and angry, and my mind was in chaos, and there was only one thought left, which was to kill this person!

Nan Wu sassed. The three bodhisattvas.

Murmuring. Nephew him.

Hmmm. Twist the subject. Quasi-Ti Suo Po He. ”

Suddenly, my eyebrows ached, and the old monk's mantra sounded in the sea of consciousness.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and my confusion woke up at this moment, and the whole person was about to collapse.

At that moment, the figure in black flashed, and his hand crossed my fingertips.

I could see very clearly that he was about to take Feitian, but Feitian's flames suddenly exploded, burning his hand a little. At that moment, the man in black pinched the old monk's heavenly spirit relic with two fingers, twisted it slightly, and took it off.

"How dare you—"

I screamed, but I didn't have time to react, the man in black had already flown directly into the air dozens of feet high, his eyes were like mine, and I couldn't see his eyes clearly.

"The old monk Yuanjue doesn't trust his disciples, but he believes in such a thing as you. But the confidence he has from there, is he willing to trust such a heavy task to you? Hahaha! I will accept the spirit relics this day, little toad, see you in the future!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure became illusory in mid-air, like a cloud of smoke and clouds, and there was no trace of him.

And I'm ......

"Old monk—"

I couldn't do anything but the heart-rending hiss.

There is an extra hole in Feitian's head, and it looks much more desolate.

If there is nothing, why should there be a fusion? It is better to go on as usual, at least without leaving a memory.