Ma Ye's chest rose and fell, obviously not calm, and said coldly: "I cut off my arm and sent it to the Great Leiyin Temple, and returned the magical powers of the Great Leiyin Temple, why do you still want to hunt me down and let my wife be separated?

The old monk shook his head and said, "Senior brother, one arm does not represent all supernatural powers. ”

Ma Ye chuckled: "Not all of the supernatural powers on my body come from the Great Leiyin Temple, do you also want to abolish the other supernatural powers on my body?" I was born in the Great Leiyin Temple, but back then, I fought it out with my own hands, and you didn't dare to stop me at that time." When I have a wife and children, you come to the door again, and I am willing to cut off my arm for the safety of my wife and children, and return the magic power of your Da Lei Yin Temple!"

His face was gloomy: "Then what? you hunt me down, let my wife be separated, and my family will be ruined!"

The old monk's white eyebrows twitched: "Rules are rules, and if you change them, they are not rules." The red dust world, interfering with cultivation, junior brother, in fact, we are not trying to kill you, but to save you from the sea of red dust and suffering, and return to the Great Lei Yin Temple to practice, so as to achieve positive results. Back then, if you didn't move your mortal heart and played out of the Great Leiyin Temple, and now the seat of the Great Leiyin Temple is yours. If you are willing to go back to the temple with me, Lao Rulai will definitely be very pleased, and the seat of Rulai is still yours. (House pig note: The folk saying of Rulai refers to Sakyamuni, but the professional saying of Buddhism, Rulai refers to the Buddha, as long as it is a Buddha, it is all Rulai.) In the Buddhist scriptures, it is said that the truth comes, so it is said that it refers to the realm of the Buddha. ）

"Go back?"

Ma Ye Muran said: "I was killed back then, if I want to go back, I naturally have to kill back!"

The old monk's face sank and he sighed, "I will be very disappointed if I come." You taught him the Eight Forms of Thunder Yin, but you didn't teach me the mind method of the Great Thunder Yin Temple, such as the Mahayana Sutra. ”

He looked at Qin Mu, who was fighting with a young man in the ring, and said, "If the Mahayana Sutra is the method of subduing demons, if you don't practice this mental method, no matter how strong the Lei Yin Eight Style is, it will be nothing. Today I came with my disciples, Mingxin, to see Uncle Shi!"

Behind him, a tall and thin young monk stepped forward, hung Buddhist beads in his hand, and saluted: "Uncle Shi." ”

The old monk's white eyebrows fluttered and said, "Mingxin is also a martial artist in the Spirit Fetus Realm. My Zen staff is betting here, is my brother betting on it?"

Granny Si's eyebrows were raised, and she was about to speak, but Ma Ye said expressionlessly: "The rules and precepts are all bullshit." I'm betting against you, how much does my head weigh more than your Gap Luo Zen Staff?"

The old monk bowed his head and said, "The amount is almost the same. ”

The blind man, Granny Si and the pharmacist and others frowned, and were about to dissuade them, but Ma Ye said categorically: "If Mu'er loses, you take my head back to Da Lei Yin Temple to see Rulai, if Mu'er wins, the Zen staff is left, how far you can go." ”

"Good. ”

The old monk said to the little monk with a clear heart: "Today, the teacher wants to take back the great thunder sound temple magic power from the rebel, and if you win, it will be your merit." ”

Mingxin said yes and walked towards the ring.

In the ring, the young man who competed with Qin Mu was a master of swordsmanship, and he followed the path of Senior Brother Qu among the five sons of the Lijiang River, the sword was no more than three feet away from his body, unlike Senior Brother Qu, his sword was not big, more like a dagger, eight inches long, small, but more dangerous!

From time to time, this small sword would stab out from strange places, such as under his armpit and crotch, and it would also burrow into his clothes, and drill out of his sleeve when Qin Mu was fighting with him!

With Qi Imperial Sword, the sword control technique is so clever that it is not much inferior to the Lijiang disciple Qianqiu, and it is much more than Senior Brother Qu.

Moreover, this person actually has a high attainment in combat skills, his palm is very profound, the momentum is like a towering mountain, and the strength of the palm is spit out, and there are mountain patterns from the palm.

However, at this moment, the victory and defeat in the ring have been clear, Qin Muli is fierce, and his footwork is fast, the young man suffered a big loss when he fought with him for the first time, and Qin Mu's vigorous vitality directly crushed his vitality!

Qin Mu used the Nine Dragons to control the wind and thunder, although the ninefold power only broke out three times, but it had already injured his heart, although the swordsmanship was exquisite, but the defeat was decided.

Qin Mu's footsteps were chaotic and running, like thousands of chaotic snakes swimming in the grass, flickering east and west, flickering forward and backward, so that the young man could not see where his attack came from, and the next moment, his heart ached, and he was knocked away by Qin Mu's palm.

The young man landed on the ground, stunned, and bowed to Qin Mu in the ring and thanked, "Thank you little brother for your mercy." ”

Although Qin Mu's palm was imprinted on the back of his heart just now, it was very powerful, but the strength was not strong, and it did not hurt his heart and lungs, otherwise with Qin Mu's strength, he would definitely be able to smash his internal organs!

"Senior brother, do you want to rest?" Mingyue had been standing there quietly and waiting, until Qin Mu defeated the young man, and then asked.

Qin Mu's eyes fell on him, this monk was young, wearing a white robe, not stained with a trace of dust, even the shoes under his feet were white, and the person was also very white. Although he has shaved his hair, he still looks very handsome, which makes people feel good.

He was about to answer no, when suddenly Granny Si's voice came: "Rest, you must rest!"

Qin Mu didn't understand what he meant, but as Granny Si said, he sat down to rest and regulate his breath. His "Hegemony Three Dangong" is suitable for cultivation while running, although he has faced more than a dozen martial artists, but his vitality has not been consumed much, and he is still at his peak, but his body is a little tired.

Granny Si walked into the ring with a glass of water, sent it to Qin Mu's hand, and said in a low voice: "Mu'er, no matter what means you use, you must win this time, and you must not lose!

Qin Mu's heart jumped, and he hurriedly looked at Ma Ye, Ma Ye's face was indifferent, and his voice came: "Mu'er, it is impossible for the hegemonic to lose! ”

Although he said this, Qin Mu was still a little flustered, although the people in the village were all his relatives, but his closest person besides Granny Si was Ma Ye, it was Ma Ye who carried the stone statue with one arm and went out of the village with Granny Si, picked him up from the river, and saved his life!

If he loses, won't he harm Ma Ye's life?

At this time, the pharmacist also frowned, Ma Ye believed that Qin Mu was a peerless hegemon, and he had confidence in Qin Mu, but Qin Mu was not a hegemon after all.

He now regretted that he had to help the village chief hide that white lie, and if he had told them the truth earlier, Ma Ye would not have risked his life.

It was precisely because of Ma Ye's trust in Qin Mu that he gambled his life with the old monk!

Suddenly, the pharmacist's eyes showed a fierce light: "If Mu'er is defeated, then kill the old bald donkey and the little bald donkey, and don't let Ma Ye die!"

In the ring, Qin Mu desperately wanted to stabilize his mind, but it only involved the lives of his closest people, how could this heart settle down?

The dumb man gestured, ahhh I can't get by, I'm still a child. ”

After a while, Qin Mu slowly stood up, looked at the tall and thin little monk opposite, and said slowly, "Monk, do you have a Buddha in your heart?"

Mingxin clasped his hands together and said solemnly: "My Buddha is always in my heart." ”

Whew-

Qin Mu exhaled a breath of turbid qi, and the vitality in his body became domineering and intense, and there was actually a lawless aura gushing out from his small body.

"Me!"

He took a step forward, and the momentum gushing out of his small body even gave people a sense of pride and strength like a god, and his voice was deafening: "There is no god, no Buddha, and no demon in my heart! I am God, Buddha, and Devil!"

As soon as these words came out, the old monk sitting opposite Ma Ye showed a shocked face and turned his head to look at Qin Mu!