The little monk suddenly felt very disgusted and asked, "What are you going to do?" You won't want to eat it, will you! Stain ......"

In the Seven Sins Exquisite Tower, the Dry Fish Jade Niang glared angrily at the little monk outside, and said angrily: "Phew, how can I eat this disgusting and impure blood corpse?" Please, can you have a bigger brain? I just want to refine it into a Yin Bead and then use it for cultivation. ”

Seeing that Yu Niang was not joking, Xiao Lingjue didn't say anything, and then walked directly to the blood corpse, and said in a deep voice: "Amitabha, you evil animal actually created more than a dozen sin of human life, and the poor monk can only cross you into reincarnation to relieve the suffering of the common people." ”

As soon as the Buddha's light flashed, the blood corpse was collected by the little monk into the Seven Sins Linglong Pagoda.

After a while, the little monk turned his gaze to the little Taoist priest, who saw that the little monk had already accepted the bloody corpse, and then wished for himself, slowly closed his eyes, and lay silently on the ground, waiting for death to come.

Xiao Lingjue squatted next to the little Taoist priest with a calm face, took out a pack of acupuncture as thin as a cow's hair from his body, and gently placed it on the rugged ground.

The little monk picked up the little Taoist's withered arm, and then gave him a pulse, and found that the little Taoist's body was cut off, and the essence and blood were almost nothing.

Xiao Lingjue gently pricked a few stitches on the little Taoist's body, and then dredged the blockage in the little Taoist's body, and the Buddha power in his heart was like a gossamer, slowly transmitted from the tip of the needle to the little Taoist's body.

Xiao Lingjue never dared to be careless, and at this moment, he had already concentrated on acupuncture, walking on thin ice. Because the blood veins on Ge Qing's body have been completely depleted, and the blood vessels on his body are even more fragmented, one careless will make this little Taoist explode and die.

After a long time, the little monk finally dredged the blockage in the little Taoist's body, but the little Taoist's face did not see him much better.

The system spoke loudly and said: "Little guy, you can't save him like this, with your magical medical skills, you can only save his roots at most, but after all, you still can't save his roots." ”

The little Taoist priest had already passed out and did not see any reaction, the little monk wiped the dense fine sweat on his head, and then asked in a low voice: "This guy has used forbidden arts, and now he owes the merits of the Heavenly Dao, and in a while, even if this illness does not take his life, the Heavenly Dao will kill him." ”

"It's... Why? Why is the heavens so unjust? In order to fight against the evil demons, Ge Qing Daoyou has already ended up like this, is it impossible to escape death after all? It's unfair! The little monk said unwillingly, the expression on his face showed a hint of anger.

"What is there and injustice! This is just the law of the Heavenly Dao, and the forbidden art is a spell that the Heavenly Dao spurns, but anyone who uses the forbidden art will owe the heavens a huge merit.

If the Yin Virtue accumulated in ordinary times is enough, there will be no harm, and the old Taoist monster who has practiced for hundreds of years can only use the forbidden technique at most ten times in his life, and this little Taoist priest has just come out of the mountain, how much Yin Virtue has been accumulated? Alas..."

Xiao Lingjue hurriedly said: "But didn't he cripple this bloody corpse?" Isn't the merit of defeating the bloody corpse equal? ”

The system shook his head and said: "This guy is a bad chess player after all, he didn't be able to destroy the blood corpse, he just crippled it, and in the end, you subdued the blood corpse, he only played an auxiliary role, so he only gained a small amount of merit." ”

"Heavenly rules... Hehe... If it weren't for this Senior Brother Ge Qing to cripple him, the poor monk would have asserted that it would be impossible to leave that bloody corpse, and he would dare to take credit! What is the cure for the system donor? ”

Uncle System said: "Alas, do you understand, the way of heaven only pays attention to the result, not the process!" Well, let's not talk about this, the way to save him is very simple, just transfer some of your merit directly to him! ”

Xiao Lingjue nodded, feeling that there was nothing wrong, this was the merit of this little Taoist, he would not feel at ease if he took it, the master once said, peace of mind is okay, heart chaos is stopped, not his thing, how can he force it?

Xiao Lingjue said, "Amitabha, please transfer my merits to this little master!" ”

System: "Ding, Ge Qing, a disciple of the Shangqing faction, owes 3,600 merits, is it a gift?" After choosing to transfer, 4,000 merits will be deducted from you, please consider carefully. ”

Xiao Lingjue's face was black, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he scolded: "Damn, I haven't seen such a black benefactor as you, is it really a poor monk who doesn't know how to count?" 4000 merit minus 3600 merit leaves 400 merit, isn't it? ”

Uncle System calmly explained: "Alas, why don't you understand? I need transportation costs for this, let me give you an analogy!

For example, if you want to transport a Buddha statue from the bottom of the mountain to the temple, do you want to give money to the person who is far away from the Buddha?

With the same reasoning, I will help you transfer your knowledge to this little Taoist priest, and collect 400 merit points from you, which is not a loss! ”

The little monk looked at the system speechlessly, this was definitely pitted, but there was nothing to be done, looking at the skinny little Taoist, a Buddha's heart finally softened.

Then he said to the system, "Go ahead!" ”

As soon as the little monk's voice fell, a golden light suddenly rose from his body, and then this golden light turned into a meritorious golden lotus, and slowly integrated into the little Taoist's body.

The little monk looked at the little Taoist priest in surprise, and found that his face had become a lot ruddy, and his body was a little fuller, no longer skinny and terminally ill.

"Ding, the host's small spiritual sense transfer merit is successful, 4,000 merit points will be deducted, please pay attention to check!"

Xiao Lingjue looked at the three ancient houses next to him, the three dilapidated houses looked like they were some years old, and there were already a few smells of blood coming from inside, waiting for the little monk to push open the dilapidated door and rush in.

It was found that there were more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground, and what was even more frightening was that those corpses were trembling slightly, and there were several corpses, which were already stiff and showed their eyes.

If you look closely at their sockets, you will see that they have grown sharp fangs, and their nails have become more slender and completely inky, indicating the corpse poison contained in them.

Xiao Lingjue sighed and said, "Amitabha, what joy is life? Why is it so painful to die? Let the poor monk send you a ride! ”

The little monk put more than a dozen corpses together, and then burned the two houses next to him with a fire, and in the last house, he recited the Jizo Sutra for them.

Said: "I respectfully ask for the mercy and support of the Bodhisattva of the Great Compassion of the Emperor of the Southern Infinite Land

support

Ji Shou is pure and pure, and the Buddha is full of great mercy

The southern world is full of incense clouds, fragrant rain, flower clouds and flower rain

There are countless kinds of treasure rain and clouds, which are auspicious and solemn

The celestial people asked the Buddha why, because the Buddha said that the Bodhisattva of the earth is ........."