Zhao Jing's hand knife flipped and grabbed the brick.

"Amitabha!"

The little monk walked out from the side, his hands folded, and his eyebrows were picturesque.

"Master Zhao, you have fallen into a demonic obstacle, if you don't look back, you won't have a chance!"

The little monk's words did not make Zhao Jing's eyes fluctuate in the slightest, but when he looked to the other side, there was obviously a trace of trembling.

That's Zhao Feiyan!

Zhao Feiyan appeared, just looked at him quietly, clenched her fists, she had always been strong in her heart, and when she saw Zhao Jing's cold appearance, she almost collapsed. But instead of crying and rushing to hug him, she withdrew to the side, not wanting to cause trouble for the little monk.

At this time, no one in Zhao Realm targeted him, he would only look for the existence that he judged to be heretical one by one. But whoever takes the initiative to provoke him will also be judged by him as a heretic. The little monk had already taken action against him, preventing him from sanctioning this heresy that was contrary to the norms of the heavens, and he had already judged it to be the same existence.

Although I don't know who invented it, the inventor will definitely not be a powerful doctor or scientist, and it is very likely that it is still some ancient orthodox power, otherwise the golden body would not have such a strong malice towards this pair of gay, and finally position it as a devil.

"Magic ...... Devil! ”

Sitting on the ground, man B with yellow flowing in his crotch, looking at this figure in front of him, his heart was full of fear, and he was already frightened to the point that he had no master. When he saw the little monk, he hurriedly crawled over to find the little monk, and at the same time shouted: "Master, help!" He's the devil! ”

And that man A looked at Zhao Jing's cold back blankly, his pretty face was slightly red, and he was full of spring. If normal Zhao Jing saw his reaction, then he would definitely raise his middle finger: "This is the real devil!" ”

Because the little monk only made one move, and the little monk practiced qigong on his body, showing the Buddha's breath, and the Buddha was in the same stream to a certain extent, so although Zhao Jing judged him as an enemy in his heart, he did not make a move immediately, but looked at the little monk indifferently, if the little monk made a slight move, then he would immediately take action to sanction it.

"No Zen ......" Zhao Feiyan said bitterly, but he only shouted the name of the little monk, and he didn't know what to say. What else could she do now but wait for the results.

"There is no end to the sea of suffering, and turning back is the shore. I know that this line has not escaped once, but I still hope that Zhao Shizhu will wake up immediately! ”

The little monk sighed lightly, then put his hand into the wide sleeved robe, took out a small speaker, the kind of fifty yuan for a certain treasure, and then pressed a red button under Zhao Jing's puzzled gaze. On the small blue display of the small speaker, the name of the recording is recorded.

3

The heart mantra suddenly sounded in this park, fortunately, although a certain treasure thing is a little second, the sound quality of the play is a little worse, but the voice is loud enough, and the rough sound quality spreads all over this corner of the park, not clear, but it is very strong.

Na Mo He Na Da Na Duo Na Ye Ye Na Mo

Nan Wu, drink Ratana, Doroyaya. Minami none

AO Li Ye Po Lu Jie Di Shuo Bo Na Ye

Ahh Brahmatri, Shrou Roya

The Sanskrit sound sounded, and it could be vaguely heard that this was the Buddha sound from the little monk Chrysostom, and there was a special Buddha rhyme, which made people listen to a sense of peace of mind, which was completely different from the sound that came out of the mouth of those who made money for incense, and had no effect at all.

Long before Zhao Jing was ready to cultivate, the little monk had a premonition of something, so he carefully prepared this recording.

The moment the Pure Heart Mantra just sounded, Zhao Jing didn't feel anything, but when this kind of sound filled his ears, the golden light in Zhao Jing's eyes actually flashed, and for the first time, there was an unstable situation.

"Ahh

With the Sanskrit sound in his ears, Zhao Jing covered his head, began to look hideous, fell to the ground suddenly, and began to roll.

When Zhao Feiyan saw Zhao Jing's appearance, she was a little anxious and wanted to step forward to help him up, but was stopped by the little monk.

The little monk shook his head, this is not right, last time Zhao Jing went mad, his heart purifying mantra was far less effective. This time, the fall of Zhao Jing was even deeper, how could it have such a big effect.

The little monk handed the speaker to Zhao Feiyan, jumped lightly, came to Zhao Jing's side, and was about to bend down and hold Zhao Jing.

Zhao Jing suddenly stiffened a carp, inhaled into a claw, and slammed into the face door of the little monk.

Seeing this, the little monk hurriedly blocked with his arms, and at the same time took a few steps back.

Zhao Jing bullied himself and slammed his fists, forcing the little monk to move out of order. At first, I don't know why that Pure Heart Mantra really had a little effect, but after Zhao Jing struggled a bit, there seemed to be resistance in his body, and although the influence of the Clear Heart Mantra was still there, it had been greatly reduced. If it weren't for this, it would be impossible for the little monk to resist for so long under Zhao Jing's hands in this state.

Zhao Feiyan watched the little monk constantly fall into the disadvantage, with no chance of winning, so his eyes showed a look of determination, and he rushed directly towards Zhao Jing, and hugged Zhao Jing's waist from behind while the little monk was resisting Zhao Jing.

"A-jing! Wake up! ”

Zhao Jing, who felt a familiar touch coming from behind, turned his head suddenly, and was about to slash at the back of Zhao Feiyan's neck with a hand knife, but the little monk seized the opportunity and slapped Zhao Jing's chest with a palm.

The little monk's palm, according to Zhao Jing's previous conjecture, poured the qi in the little monk's body into Zhao Jing's body.

Zhao Jing trembled, and then Zhou Tian, who was practicing qi in his body, seemed to be opened by a breath of qi, pulled, and operated sharply, and the cold breath in his mind faded like a tide.

The golden eyes went out, the hand knife hung down weakly, and Zhao Jing's mind and consciousness gradually blurred.

Some broken images flooded into my mind.

The little girl grabbed his knee and shook it vigorously.

"Dad, why don't you play with fate!"

"Dad, don't leave me, okay, I will be obedient in the future."

A beautiful woman in an apron with a gentle smile on her face.

"Ajing, it's time to eat, take your daughter to wash your hands......"

"Hurry up and get up, I have to go to my grandfather's house today."

The angry aunt pulled the little boy's ears.

"Stinky boy, you still play games, you didn't score 100 points in this exam, go to the old lady to do your homework!"

"Wait, who told you to really get out, walk well!"

A burly man dragging a crying boy.

"Son, didn't you score 100 points in the test, this time I will hide from your mother and take you to an Internet café to fight the King of Boxers......"

"Dad, you want to be the king of boxing!"

……

Gradually, the gloomy and cold atmosphere was swallowed up by the warm fragments.

The storm of the sea is finally quiet.