The second update!

The old monk was obviously stunned, and couldn't help but say, "You actually know the Heavenly Dragon Roar?"

Ye Chenfeng smiled: "Legend has nine layers of Heavenly Dragon Roar, I don't know how many layers the master has practiced?"

The old monk's small eyes shone with a ray of essence: "You are not simple!"

"Master, so I advise you to put away your thoughts, it is unrealistic to kill me with your strength!" Ye Chenfeng said arrogantly.

The old monk shook his head: "No, no, no, I'm not trying to kill you." How can a monk wield a butcher's knife so easily!"

"What does the master mean?" Ye Chenfeng asked suspiciously.

"I want you to stay by my side and recite the Buddha Sutra to wash away your karma and sins!" Amitabha!" the old monk said, his eyes showing an extremely firm expression.

"Haha......" Ye Chenfeng seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and actually laughed: "Master, you want to keep me by my side and wash away my sinful karma?"

The old monk twisted the Buddha beads and nodded: "Yes, from the moment you enter the cave, you are destined to not be able to leave here until you have completely washed away the sins on your body!"

Ye Chenfeng really couldn't cry or laugh, he worked hard to collect the keys, guess the words, find the map, and come here thousands of miles away, isn't it just to enter the ancient tomb and get the reincarnation mirror? The old monk wanted to leave him to eat and pray for the Buddha, what to wash away his sinful karma.

"Old monk, you seem to be a little too lenient, didn't I just come to you for a night? What? Do you still want to keep me to serve you tea and pour water? Or do you want me to be a vegetarian?" Ye Chenfeng said in an unkind tone.

"Serving tea and pouring water is Zen, and eating vegetarian is even more Zen. Donor, you should return to your true nature! Cultivate your meditation!" said the old monk.

"What is Zen or not, you will continue to be alone, I'll leave first!" Ye Chenfeng left a sentence and was about to leave.

There is such a strange old monk?

"Don't go!"

But in the next second, the old monk suddenly appeared in front of Ye Chenfeng, as if he had moved over in an instant.

Ye Chenfeng's eyes froze, and he was extremely fast.

This old monk didn't know how long he had lived an old monster, and if he wanted to escape from him, Ye Chenfeng felt that it would take a lot of strength.

"Hurry up and get out of the way!, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind!" Ye Chenfeng said coldly, and his body was even more murderous, enveloping the old monk in it.

"Amitabha, the donor is deeply sinful, you have too many innocent lives in your hands, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground!" The old monk clasped his hands together, and the sound seemed to be rumbling with the sound of the Three Thousand Great Avenues.

Ye Chenfeng sneered, and couldn't help asking, "Master, according to what you say, I have a question!"

"Donor, please speak!" the old monk's eyes lit up.

"You Buddhists don't often say that bad people can become Buddhas as long as they put down their butcher knives, but why should good people go through many calamities before they can achieve positive results?" Ye Chenfeng asked his own question.

"This ......" Ye Chenfeng's question instantly made the old monk speechless, Rao is his profound Dharma, and he didn't know how to answer Ye Chenfeng's words.

Seeing the old monk's deflated appearance, Ye Chenfeng couldn't help but say, "The old monk will wait for when you realize this sentence and then come to wash away my sinful karma!"

Ye Chenfeng took another step, but the old monk's withered hand stretched out, and suddenly a vast force actually pulled Ye Chenfeng back.

"You old bald donkey have to force Lao Tzu to do it!" Ye Chenfeng let out a furious sound, and immediately, Gang Qi came out of his body, turning into a storm and blasting away the power that the old monk was standing on him!

"Huh, Huagang Realm, you are actually a martial arts cultivator?" said the old monk in surprise.

Ye Chenfeng snorted coldly: "What's the matter, what's not it?"

The old monk shook his head: "No, there is obviously an extremely powerful force in you, and this power is completely different from the cultivators in the East. By the way, it's the power that only cultivators in the Western world have!"

Ye Chenfeng said: "You know a lot about the old bald donkey!"

The powerful power that the old monk said was the power of the divine source in his body.

The old monk explained, "I remember that thirty years ago, I met a Western cultivator, and his strength was extremely similar to yours!"

"Well, you're not human!" exclaimed the old monk again.

Ye Chenfeng was angry and scolded: "Phew, old monk, who are you talking about, you are not human!"

"Little benefactor, I have decided to take you as an apprentice! Leave you in the Zen Temple for ten years, and after ten years, no matter whether your sins have been washed away or not, I will let you go down the mountain!"

Ye Chenfeng shook his head helplessly: "It looks like I can only leave after knocking you down first!"

"Amitabha!" the old monk stood in front of Ye Chenfeng and chanted softly.

"Bang bang!"

Ye Chenfeng stomped on the ground with both feet, and pressed towards the old monk like a tiger coming out of the mountain, and his violent momentum swayed a gust of wind.

The speed, power, and angles are flawless.

"Huh?"

In the next second, Ye Chenfeng's eyes narrowed, and the old monk in front of him disappeared.

"Bang!"

In addition to being stunned, Ye Chenfeng had a feeling of being targeted by a poisonous snake, and tried his best to dodge, but after all, he was a step too slow, and a huge force hit his back, spreading throughout his body in an instant.

"Poof!"

Uncontrollable blood shot out, and Ye Chenfeng in mid-air floated like falling leaves, but his mid-empty body suddenly turned around and landed steadily.

"The old monk does have two hits!" Ye Chenfeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at the old monk coldly.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk only knew chanting.

"Come again!"

Ye Chenfeng seemed to be a little unwilling to admit defeat, his body changed again, and his body was like a ghost, leaving only afterimages.

Ye Chenfeng's speed was so fast that one by one Ye Chenfeng appeared out of thin air in front of the old monk's eyes, and he couldn't tell which one was real and which one was fake.

"It's gone again!"

However, the moment Ye Chenfeng attacked, the old monk disappeared again, so that Ye Chenfeng's speed of deceiving his eyes could not work on him.

His back was cold, and the hairs on his body stood up, but Ye Chenfeng was not prepared to dodge this time.

"Bang!"

Ye Chenfeng's back was attacked again.

"Boom!"

However, Ye Chenfeng turned around and threw his whip leg backwards.

"Smack!"

The old monk behind him didn't react this time, and was whipped by Ye Chenfeng.

When he landed, the force of the car accident caused the old monk's left shoulder to collapse, and even his left foot fell into the mud, leaving a deep footprint.

The master has made a move, the opportunity is fleeting, and the grasp is a moment.

The old monk's body is so fast that people can't imagine it, but if he can dodge it, he will definitely not be able to dodge it in the second ten thousand, not to mention that it is still Ye Chenfeng's unexpected move.

"Hmph, it's fair now" Ye Chenfeng looked at the old monk and smiled. ... Friends who read books, you can search for "", you can find this site as soon as possible.

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