It turned out that Wan Chou was not willing to release Caifeng immediately, but there was another reason. Because all the qi in his body was locked by a master hiding in the shadows, he didn't dare to take action, otherwise he would definitely attract a stormy attack from the mysterious master.

Hearing the voice of the mysterious master hiding in the shadows, Wan Chou slowly turned his body, and suddenly, Wan Chou saw an old monk with kind eyebrows, who was standing behind Wan Chou with his hands folded. This old monk was dressed in a flying and flowing moon-white robe, holding a swarthy wrought iron rod, majestic and imposing.

Seeing this old monk, a trace of a sneer immediately appeared on Wan Chou's cheeks, this sneer was extremely cold, this sneer was extremely embarrassing, and this sneer seemed to be mixed with a trace of fear and jealousy.

"Old monk, are you idle all day? Or did you break your head when you meditated in the past? There are countless wicked people in this universe, why can't you get along with me, old monk? Did I provoke you? Why can't you get along with me like this? ”

This old monk is one of the three people that Ziwei had introduced to Wang Kurong before-Master Han Candle.

Master Han Candle is a big monk with a fat head and big ears and a red face. His head is shining, his face is extraordinary, his majesty is unparalleled, and his gestures show the kind temperament of his family. It's a pity that at this moment, it is not the time for monks to preach and preach, but I saw that this cold candle master changed his previous appearance of laughing and scolding, his face was extremely cold, and the corners of his mouth seemed to contain boundless anger. The good temperament that was floating in the dust before has also changed from the past, and the whole person is like a sword out of the sheath, and the muscles all over the body are tense and showing the sharp edge.

"Amitabha, the benefactor of ten thousand sorrows! When Lao Qu practiced with his ancestors in his early years, he made a grand vow. If he can attain the status of an arhat one day, he should kill a hundred wicked people of the same rank to thank all sentient beings. If he can attain the bodhisattva status one day, he should kill 10,000 wicked people of the same rank to thank all sentient beings. If he can attain the supreme bodhi attainment one day, he should kill 100,000 wicked people of the same rank to thank all sentient beings. Amitabha! The Buddha and the ancestors are above, and the cold candle has attained the Arhat fruit position at the beginning of today, and he should fulfill his promise...... Amitabha! Donor of all sorrows, you are the first class in this universe, the great evildoer, the great asura, the great lewd and evil person, Amitabha, the reason why the old man is chasing after you is to take your life to repay my wish. Amitabha, the benefactor of ten thousand sorrows...... O should lend your life to feed all living beings today......"

Wan Chou said angrily: "Old monk, have you eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall? Or are you determined to hit the south wall? Good off the donkey! How daring! I'm fighting with you! ”

The Cold Candle Master didn't answer, he quickly folded his hands and bowed far away. Then he instantly picked up the swarthy wrought iron rod in his hand and knocked on Wan Chou's head.

Wan Chou Wei shouted: "Master? You just have to recite your scriptures, and I only have to cultivate my Tao! The world is big, why is it so painful to be entangled along the way? ”

Master Han Candle did not answer, and the wrought iron rod in his hand became more and more sharp and smooth. This wrought iron rod seemed to have turned into a spiritual snake under the urging of the Cold Candle Master.

swallow the ups and downs, spit and shake the ups and downs; Collapse the broom, point around the twister; provoke the clouds and hang the stamp, stretch and contract; a wrought iron rod, like a thousand soldiers; The momentum is closely connected, and it will be done in one go.

This overwhelming array of sticks hit, Wan Chou is that he has the power of the earth, and he suddenly can't resist it.

"Master, stop...... Master stop...... Master stop...... The master has something to say...... The master has something to say......"

In the end, Master Han Candle is a high-ranking monk, and he can't listen to people's pleas. Although the one who asks for him is a heinous and wicked villain. But in the end, the Cold Candle Master still removed the mess stick, stopped for a moment, and once again folded his hands and said:

"Donor of sorrow? What else do you have to say to the poor monks? Do you want to turn from evil to good? Amitabha, if that's the case, the donor of all sorrows can be regarded as putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot, fortunately! ”

Wan Chouzi's eyes rolled and said, "Master, if the Venerable Master changes from evil to good, then you won't kill the Venerable Master?" ”

Master Han Candle happily said again: "Amitabha, good, good." If the benefactor of all sorrows is willing to abandon the past evil and devote himself to good...... When it is my Buddha's compassion, the old man naturally does not dare to do harm. ”

Wan Chou Zi laughed and said, "Monk! Today you have attained the status of an arhat, and you have vowed to kill a hundred people of the same rank...... Old monk, let me ask you, if the people you hunt down and kill, if everyone abandons evil and turns to good like me, how can you fill your 100 places? ”

Master Han Zhu clasped his hands together again and said, "Amitabha, good, good." Good people in the world have their own good lives! The wicked in the world have their own destiny. When the mind moves, good and evil are different. A good man forsakes good and turns evil to evil, that is, he gives up the life of a good man and does the life of an evil man. When a wicked man forsake evil and turn to good, he gives up the life of an evil man to become the life of a good man. The old man who vows to cut off the lives of a hundred wicked people is nothing more than seeking between good and evil, and in the subtlety of one's heart. It doesn't have to take people's lives, Amitabha ......"

Wan Chouzi thought about it for a while, and then laughed and said, "Hahaha, then congratulations to the master, congratulations to the master." The Venerable Master has felt evil for many years, and he is really guilty in his heart. Today, even if the master does not come to advise, the master will also abandon evil and follow good. Hehe, now that the Master has made up his mind to abandon evil and follow good, the master can be regarded as having completed a precious place. Hehe, congratulations! In this way, the cause and effect between you and me, Master, is over, so please ask Master to look elsewhere for the ninety-nine places...... Congratulations, Master! Congratulations ......"

Master Han Candle originally thought that this sorrowful man would say something like a great truth, but it turned out to be such a perfunctory statement. Master Han Candle was suddenly extremely disappointed in his heart, he lowered his eyelashes, folded his hands, silently recited a Buddha name, and slowly shook his head left and right.

"Amitabha, the benefactor of ten thousand sorrows, you and I have not finished cause and effect. I also ask the donor to confer the first ......"

"Wait......"

As soon as Wan Chou saw that this old monk was about to do something without saying a word, he was so anxious that he cried on the spot!

"Hey, how many wicked people are there in the world? Why do you have to be me? Ahh How many people are full of private pockets, treacherous people with human faces and beasts? Are there not many wicked people who hurt nature and reason and destroy human nature? Shouldn't they all be killed? Woo woo, there are so many wicked people in this world, why don't you kill them? Why do you have to get along with me, an innocent dying man who has half his foot and neck in a coffin? Ahh......h

When Master Han Candle heard Wan Yao's words, he raised his head and sighed, and the master's expression suddenly seemed extremely lonely. The master took a deep breath, he stabilized his mind, and said to Wan Chou again.

"Amitabha, dare to ask the benefactor of ten thousand sorrows? Do you know that there is a thing called garbage in this world? ”

Wan Chou said angrily: "So what? ”

Master Han Candle sighed again and said, "Amitabha, dare to ask the donor of ten thousand sorrows?" Do you know that there is still a business in this world called a scavenger? ”