Chapter 128: The Little Monk in Cloth

Dugu Xingchen's hand trembled fiercely, and he inserted the god-destroying spear into his thigh, a trace of blood seeped into the water, and the god-destroying spear did not want to be sealed again, and did not want to return to silence, so he forced his thighs and stained him with blood.

"The will of the magic spear seems to be stronger than before. ”

Dugu Xingchen's face was indifferent, and he seemed to have an understanding, the God Destroying Spear was previously suppressed on the spiritual veins by setting up a nine-fold seal, and was later obtained by Dugu Xingchen and recognized himself as the master, but Dugu Xingchen is now weak, how can the magic spear be so easy to succumb.

The magic spear wants to use him to unlock the seal, gradually restore the meaning of the demon path, and restore the will to destroy, in fact, it wants to use Dugu Xingchen to descend into the world.

Now, the first four seals of the magic spear have been unlocked, and they have begun to think about anti-guest, encroaching on Dugu Xingchen's consciousness and dominating it.

Dugu Xingchen, how could it be possible.

"Seals. ”

Dugu Xingchen roared, and the magic spear penetrated into his thigh again, and the blood kept seeping out, and the pain in his heart was so unforgettable.

The blood is constantly stimulating the seal of the divine pattern, and the seal also wants to be activated by blood, only the essence blood of the owner of the god extinguishing spear can activate the sealing divine pattern.

The magic spear is unyielding, and neither is he yielding, and if he wants to die, he will die together.

At this moment, Dugu Xingchen's obsession cannot be defeated, if he is defeated, the magic spear is the main one, and he is the gun puppet.

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"A flower is a world, a Buddha is the same. ”

"Life in the world is like being in the midst of thorns, the heart does not move, people do not move, do not move without moving, do not hurt, if the heart moves, admit that they move, hurt their body and hurt their bones, so they experience all kinds of pain in the world. ”

The esoteric scriptures echoed in a wilderness outside the city, and in the wilderness, on the path, a young man dressed in a torn cloth robe, wearing a patched robe, carried a Dharma Zen staff.

The little monk seems to have been on the road for a long time, one hand raised to brush off the sweat, one hand held a Zen staff, reciting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, although this road must be very hard, but the little monk's eyes are flashing with light, from the bottom of the heart and radiate the light of perseverance.

The scriptures recited from the mouth carry the Pudu and Po of Buddhism.

"Master, the disciple will soon be able to return to the courtyard to accompany you to meditate and chant sutras. ”

The young monk's voice was bright but clear, and he muttered to himself there, and from the voice, he could hear that it should be a disciple of which monastery came out to experience in the world.

"Master, I don't know if you miss me. ”

The little monk's eyes suddenly brightened, and his eyes were full of satisfaction, as if there was a world with the master, and he was very excited and satisfied.

"And the senior brothers and brothers, they must often make the master angry, and they will be punished for copying the scriptures of the great burial a hundred times!"

"Hey, hey!"

When the little monk was tired of chanting, he talked to himself, and he smiled and touched the top of his bare head, and a bright smile appeared on his bright face, as if the temple was his home.

The little monk touched the top of his head, felt the ring scar on it, and remembered that when he was three years old, he was carried back to the temple by the master who passed by the village on a moonlit night in the winter snow, and fed himself with a mouthful of millet porridge.

After passing through the wilderness and crossing the path, the little monk came to the stream and wanted to get some water to drink.

"Amitabha!"

The little monk looked at the corpse lying quietly on the shore washed up by the stream, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he whispered.

The little monk immediately shook his head and frowned, wanting to find a place where the stream was clear to get water.

He walked along the procession, and had just walked less than ten steps, when he suddenly saw a figure floating above the stream, flowing down with the stream, and still floating, the young monk felt slightly, as if there was a trace of life.

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

The young monk said silently, his body moved slightly, and he stepped directly into the stream, tapping the water surface with his toes, and Ling Bo stepped, which at least required the cultivation of the Xuan Ning realm to be able to do.

Soon, the little monk quickly came to the side of the figure in the stream, lifted the young man's body, and then performed his body again, and returned to the bank of the stream, his shoes were not stained with the slightest water.

"There is still a breath of air, and I hope there is salvation. ”

The little monk gently looked at the young man, only to see that the young man's body was covered with blood, and his clear face seemed to have been soaked in water for a long time, and he was a little vain and pale.

"Amitabha, the injury on the leg can be treated, but the breath in the body is disordered, but fortunately, the master has been teaching himself pharmacology. ”

The little monk put his finger on the young man's wrist, and his spiritual power gushed out, rotating around the young man's body, and then frowned.

"Ahem!"

A cough came from the young man's mouth, and blood mixed with muddy water from the stream flowed out of the young man's mouth.

"It turned out to be a disciple of the Demon Dao, if you meet someone in the Immortal Dao, then your life is over, but. ”

"Since we met, this is what the master said about 'fate', saving people's lives and winning the seventh-level floating slaughter!"

Buddhism has never participated in the dispute between immortals and demons, the little monk showed a bright smile, put down the burden and Zen staff, opened the burden, squatted down, took out a pill from the baggage, clicked on the throat of the young man, the young man's mouth actually opened by itself, and with a light finger, the elixir entered the young man's mouth.

Again, the young man's mouth was closed, and the elixir turned into a stream of pure medicinal power that was absorbed by the body.

If there are well-informed people, they will definitely recognize that this is the long-lost Dafa of acupoints, and the limbs and bones of people are all together, through the technique of acupoints, the spiritual power is sent into the other party's body, opening up the other party's meridians, dredging blockages, and treating injuries in the body.

Stripping away the tattered clothes of the young man, the index finger and middle finger of the young monk were brought together, the other three fingers were slightly curved, and a touch of golden light emerged from the two fingers, which swirled around the fingers.

His fingers clicked on the young man's acupuncture points, and golden points of light gradually poured into his body, making a sneering sound.

The young monks gathered their minds and gathered all of them on the young man's body, and continuously clicked the acupoints nine hundred and eighty-one times, so that the acupuncture points on the young man's whole body were all clicked.

The young monk knew that the young man's injury was too much in his eyes, and only by using the technique of ninety-nine points to continue the life of the young man could he have a chance to take a turn.

After the 9981 acupuncture points were pointed, the little monk sat the young man cross-legged, and his body moved slightly to sit cross-legged behind the young man, with both palms out and printed on the young man's back.

Streams of golden energy entered the young man's body with the arm through the palm, and after the golden energy entered, the young man's body seemed to be activated by something, and a stream of pure energy flowed along the eighty-one and acupuncture points, constantly running in a weekly manner, so that the young man's entire body was shrouded in a layer of Buddha light, and some blocked meridians were gradually dredged.

Where the medicinal power flowed, a trace of black black heat evaporated, and it was immediately expelled by the Buddha's light.

At the same time, there is also a stream of water vapor in the young man's body, which is also mixed with the hot gas, and is evaporated together, and these water vapors are the stream water that enters the young man's body, not from the mouth, but from the evaporation.

The young man's body became more and more red, as if it was about to burn, and the whole person was full of Buddha light.

"Ahem!"

The coughing sound came out again, and it seemed to have a bit of life, which made the little monk's tense face relax a little.

"Come back!"

The young monk's palms trembled, and the golden energy in the young man's body gradually returned along the original path and was taken back.

"Find a place to settle down first, or you should wake up soon!"

The young monk touched a handful of sweat, and using his cultivation to treat the injury in his eyes was still a big challenge, and the consumption on him was extremely great, and he almost failed.

After the young monk left with the young man who was still unconscious, two figures came, searching from the upper reaches and downstream.

"There!"

At this moment, one of them saw the corpse washed ashore on the ground, and his eyes immediately froze, and the bodies of both fell at the same time.

But when they saw only scattered corpses, it was as if they had all been killed by a single blow.

Dead, all dead.

The faces of these two people became extremely gloomy, how could this be possible, so many strong people were sent out, and there was even a strong man in the Tianxin realm, how could it be impossible to kill a young man, and what appeared in front of them now were all their people, but Dugu Xingchen's body was not found.

"Chen Yan, what do you think?"

Among the two, a middle-aged man asked a middle-aged man next to him with a calm face.

"It could have been someone else's move. Chen Yan said indifferently.

The middle-aged man nodded, there is only this possibility, if no one helps, how can Dugu Xingchen kill so many strong people.

Dugu Xingchen, but only the cultivation of the eighth order of Xuanning, no matter how powerful it is, how many strong people can fight against the Xuanning Nine Realms, even if it is so, but with dozens of such masters, as well as a strong person in the Tianxin Realm, how can they not kill Dugu Xingchen.

"Then who do you think is the most likely person to make the shot?"

The middle-aged man asked again.

Chen Yan shook his head this time and said: "I can't be sure, it may be the person who was arranged by the Dugu family to protect Dugu Xingchen, but there is only one person in the intelligence, Dugu Xingchen is the only one, and it may also be a strong person passing by, after all, there are too many strong people who are good friends with the Dugu family, and there are too many doubts." ”

After a pause, he said: "The question now is, whether Dugu Xingchen is dead, whether these people were killed after killing Dugu Xingchen, or in the process of chasing and killing Dugu Xingchen, Dugu Xingchen was rescued." ”

The middle-aged man's eyes flickered, this is indeed a problem, if Dugu Xingchen does not die, it will be a scourge for them, and the most important thing is that it is not easy for him to go back and explain.

At a young age, he stepped into the eightfold realm of Xuanning, and what is even more terrifying is that with various means, Dugu Xingchen can kill opponents who are several realms higher than himself, and he doesn't know where his limit is, in the future, if Dugu Xingchen's strength increases, he will be able to kill the powerhouses of the Tianxin realm and even the psychic realm, and in addition, he will inherit the position of the head of the Dugu family in the future, which will definitely be a disaster for the destroyer for their Innocent Villa.

They all know that the people of the Dugu family have always been people who have revenge, but his father destroyed several families in a fit of anger, not to mention that Dugu Xingchen, who was rumored to be careful, was even more ruthless than his father.

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