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Chapter 345: Believing in the Poor Monk

Traversing the snow-capped mountains, nervous.

The white-clothed fairy Li Qiurou stared at Ding Pengsheng who was stepping step by step, and didn't pay attention to the bright red scar on the jade wrist of his left hand.

"Fairy, the old man respects you and doesn't want to hurt you, so you'd better leave!"

Xia Chengguo's elder Ding Pengsheng was still a little hesitant, unwilling to make a move on the fairy in white, so as not to be affected by the cause and effect of disasters in the future.

"As I said, no one can touch my husband's things." Even in the face of the unfathomable peak powerhouse of the Earth Xuan Realm, Li Qiurou still had no intention of retreating. It's his sword, she's going to defend it with all her might, and then ...... Wait for him to come back.

Among the thousands of people, there were Tianjiao who came with their elders, and there were also strong people who hid their cultivation, and they all closed their lips and were silent when they looked at this scene.

If the fairy in white hadn't come today, everyone would have done their best to win the sword. However, due to the intervention of the fairy in white, many people flinched and hesitated, because they did not have the courage to anger the one who did not know life and death.

Although the world said that he had been annihilated in the Battle of the Heavenly Ruins, no one dared to bet on it. Because if you lose the bet, the consequences will be unimaginable.

After all, in the battle of Tianxu back then, the fierce figure like a Buddha and a demon, with a sword, is still vivid. The Ten Thousand Miles of Heavenly Ruins at the top of the heavenly dome still exudes an incomparably majestic forest cold momentum, which is breathtaking.

"That old man can only offend." Ding Pengsheng saw that the fairy in white was so resolute, he really had no choice, and planned to blast it away, and then take away the sword in front of him.

The beautiful eyes of the white-clothed fairy Li Qiurou showed a cold glow, and the white ribbon on the skirt rose with the sword intent in all directions, which seemed to be more sharp than the blade.

In the crowd, Gu Hengsheng, who was hidden under the mask, had an extremely gloomy face, if it weren't for the soul injury, his cultivation was scattered, and he thought about it a lot, he would definitely rush up to give Ding Pengsheng a kick and suppress him.

"Monk, stretch out your hand." Gu Hengsheng said softly and in a low voice to the fat monk of the empty ring.

"What?" The fat monk was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Gu Hengsheng's plans were, but he still handed over his right hand.

Gu Hengsheng saw that everyone around him didn't pay attention, so he quickly cut his finger and dripped a drop of blood in the palm of the fat monk's hand.

At this moment, at the same time as Gu Hengsheng's blood overflowed, the Shocking Sword inserted in the snowdrift in front of him seemed to feel Gu Hengsheng's breath, and the sword body continued to tremble, making a buzzing sword sound, as if it was about to break through the snow.

"Look! The sword seems to have moved! Someone saw a slight tremor of the Thrilling Sword and exclaimed.

"Could it be the will of the One? That one was a little angry? A strong man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked up in horror.

"Don't ...... Don't talk nonsense! Immediately, many people felt a chill behind their backs, and they looked at the trembling Shocking Sword with some trepidation.

Even Ding Pengsheng, who was at the peak of the Earth Xuan Realm, and Li Qiurou, the fairy in white, couldn't help but glance at the Shocking Sword that was moving, and they were a little unclear.

"Help her get the sword back, and escort her back safely, I owe you a favor."

Gu Hengsheng seemed to sense a slight movement of the Shocking Sword, and hurriedly covered his finger wounds under the black robe, and hid his breath, and said solemnly to the fat monk.

"Donor, you...... You're too busy! Do you want to protect her back? This is at least 10,000 miles, but the poor monk will not agree. The fat monk separated Gu Hengsheng's blood dripping on his palm with cultivation, and then turned his head and complained.

When Gu Hengsheng's aura disappeared again, the abnormal movement of the Shocking Sword slowly stopped and regained its calm. It's just that in all directions of it, there are still a lot of sword intents surrounding, and the power is heavy.

"I'll ask you, as long as I can help from now on, I will definitely repay you this favor." Gu Hengsheng didn't want Li Qiurou to be hurt at all, so he didn't hesitate to make a heavy promise.

When Li Qiurou's left jade wrist was scratched by a sword intent just now, Gu Hengsheng's heart ached as if it were torn. Thinking that Ding Pengsheng might make a move later, Li Qiurou would be even more dangerous, and Gu Hengsheng's mood sank like a rock.

"Thirty jars of first-class wine!" The fat monk looked at Gu Hengsheng's extremely solemn eyes, he finally stretched out three fingers reluctantly, and said righteously.

"Deal!" Gu Hengsheng did not hesitate at all.

Yu Huaze, who was standing beside Gu Hengsheng, didn't know what Gu Hengsheng and the fat monk were talking about, and he looked dazed.

Ahead, when the Shocking Sword returned to calm again, Ding Pengsheng continued to walk towards Li Qiurou, and every step seemed to be mixed with a trace of Dao rhyme.

The white-clothed fairy Li Qiurou had already planned to protect this sword even if she was bleeding here, and not let anyone defile this sword.

Thousands of people held their breath, looking at Ding Pengsheng, who might make a move at any time, their nerves tensed to an extreme.

If the fairy in white was killed or injured here today, would Jian Zun, as a friend of that person, make a move? Will they be implicated?

Countless people were thinking about this question in their minds, but they didn't have any courage to stop Ding Pengsheng, they could only watch.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south."

Suddenly, at this extremely tense moment, a slightly chubby monk in a yellow robe came out of the crowd and landed in the middle of the white-clothed fairy and Ding Pengsheng.

"Who is this person?" For a while, everyone present looked at each other with a puzzled look, staring at the fat monk with empty rings.

Ding Pengsheng and Li Qiurou both moved their eyes to the fat monk, cautious.

In the crowd, Gu Hengsheng was extremely calm, and he seemed to be relieved in his heart, believing that the fat monk would not let him down. Yu Huaze, on the other hand, was dumbfounded, unable to figure out what was happening.

"This benefactor, the poor monk saw that you were extremely angry, and his hands must have been stained with a lot of blood." The fat monk of the empty ring turned into a solemn monk, leaned lightly on his chest with his hands folded, and said to Ding Pengsheng in a serious manner: "The Buddha said: Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground." Donor, it is better for you to enter my Buddha Gate and let the poor monks help you eliminate your own sins. ”

What the!

The words of the fat monk of the empty ring floated around the Hengduan Snow Mountain for a long time, shocking countless people with dumbfounded hearts and trembling with fear.

This monk just said that he wants to transform Ding Lao? Do you want to let Ding Lao convert to Buddhism?

Many people looked into the eyes of the fat monk of the empty ring, revealing a strange look of disbelief.

"Stinky monk, get out of here!"

Ding Pengsheng's slightly sunken eyes burst out with a majestic momentum, shaking the people around him to retreat.

Just now, Ding Pengsheng was like a kind old man, and it was because he didn't want to offend the white-clothed fairy Li Qiurou, so he gave a serious advice. But for the fat monk, how could he have half a scruple?

is like a person like Ding Pengsheng, I don't know how many bones he has stepped on to get to where he is today, and his ruthlessness is not enough to describe.

"Donor, how can you be so angry? It's not good, it's not good for your body, so you have to smile more. ”

The fat monk of the empty ring did not seem to be moved by the explosion of Ding Pengsheng's breath, and grinned casually: "Come, believe in the poor monk." ”