It's just that what the other party said made Chu Mo feel a little surprised.

The killing is too heavy, the mana is limited, what does it mean? Chu Mo thought about it, and felt that his killing was indeed quite heavy.

However, these killings were not what he wanted to create, and almost all of them were involuntary.

At this time, from inside the small temple, a young bald monk came out. This bald monk is very kind-faced, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, with a soft light in his eyes, looking at Chu Mo and clasping his hands together.

"The little monk crossed in vain and met the donor. ”

Chu Mo nodded, and said to the young monk, "Under Chu Xiaohei." ”

The young monk smiled slightly and said, "A name is just a title, it doesn't matter what it's called. As he spoke, he looked at Chu Mo with soft eyes and said, "The donor is here, but what's the matter?"

"Oh?" Chu Mo looked at the young monk, "What do you say?

"Hehe, the donor misunderstood, the little monk didn't mean that. The young monk smiled slightly, and a sharp light flashed in his soft eyes, which fell on Chu Mo: "The little monk feels that the donor seems to have something on his mind, but this is the direction of the Buddhist gate." Under normal circumstances, it is generally for the living...... No one will come to the Buddha Gate. Unless it's for the deceased relatives......"

Chu Mo listened calmly, but the more he listened, the more frightened he became. I didn't expect this young monk to be so wise. However, this gave Chu Mo a very uncomfortable feeling, no reason, it was purely an instinct.

It's like a rooster with bright coats, and I see a kind of man with the same bright coats. That kind of rejection and dislike is all from the heart.

"I heard that the disciples of Buddhism have six pure roots and are cautious in their words and deeds, how did they come to the little master, but it is a little different?" Chu Mo raised his eyebrows. Looking at this young monk, it was also the first time he had fought back against this monk.

From the moment they met, all the rhythms were in the hands of this young monk. Now Chu Mo finally couldn't help but launch a counterattack, not wanting to be led away by the other party.

Xudu was really slightly stunned, and then took a deep look at Chu Mo and said, "The donor is this a little monk who is troublesome?"

"So what?" Chu Mo said lightly: "Turbid world. Who dares to say that he has no distractions? But since the little master has escaped into the empty door, he should be more transparent than others. You first disturbed my mind with scriptures, and then you came out to disturb my thoughts, and here I want to ask you, what do you want to do?"

The young monk Xudu was stunned, and then said with a wry smile: "No wonder Master keeps saying that I can't practice at home, and I am still quite unconvinced in my heart. Now it seems that it is indeed not home. ”

said. The soft light in his eyes was gone, and in his place was a fierce look. Looking at Chu Mo, his eyes were like knives: "I heard from Master that a young saint has visited recently. The little monk is quite unconvinced, there are only big thieves in this world, how can there be a saint? Now the benefactor is killed, and he has no relationship with the saint. But according to Master. That person should be you. Therefore, the little monk was not convinced. I want to ask for advice!"

Young saints?

Chu Mo's face was strange, and he said in his heart Is this talking about himself? It's too exaggerated, isn't it? He himself doesn't have this kind of awareness. What a young saint is, just a young man whose heart is full of hesitation. So this man must not be talking about himself.

Xudu said, directly posing in a starting pose, and his momentum suddenly burst out.

A faint circle of light loomed along the back of Xudu's head.

This is the result of the addition of the fruit position!

Chu Mo was a little surprised in his heart. In order for this trip to be successful, he studied Buddhism a lot. I know that some of the eminent monks in Buddhism have aperture protectors on their bodies. The more profound the power of the Dharma, the clearer the circle of light becomes.

But usually, there is an aperture at the back of the head. It's already remarkable!

Generally, it is at least the kind of old monk who is hundreds of years old before there is such a thing as a fruit position. It is quite rare for a young monk to have a fruit position at this age.

"Let's shoot!" Xudu shouted in a deep voice.

"Why should I fight you? You are simply inexplicable!" Chu Mo frowned and looked at Xudu: "Are you so stupid that you have cultivated your brain?

"No hatred. Xudu replied.

"Do you have a grudge?" Chu Mo asked again.

"No complaints. Xudu replied.

"No grievance, no revenge, why am I fighting you?" Chu Mo rolled his eyes.

"Just because you are a murderer, but you are regarded as a young saint; I have been cultivating since I was a child, and I don't hurt mosquitoes and ants, but the master said that I will never become a saint!"

As he spoke, he directly punched Chu Mo.

The punch was so powerful that it was like a mountain crashing into it.

Chu Mo flashed, dodged Xudu's punch, and then said in a deep voice: "You recognize the wrong person, I am not a young saint." ”

"I have a discerning eye and I can't be mistaken. Don't run away, take it!" Xudu punched again, and his voice was cold.

Chu Mo dodged again: "You have a sick brain!"

"Don't shy away, take it!" Xudu let out a cold snort again.

There was a repeat and a two, and there was no repeat and a four.

Chu Mo casually struck the man of heaven, earth and man, and the fist of the three talents of the fist went back to the past.

With a bang, it collided with Xudu's punch and made a muffled sound. A huge burst of energy erupted in all directions.

Except for the small temple that seemed to have the blessing of the magic circle, several mountains in the distance were instantly flattened by this force.

Chu Mo's figure took a few steps back, while Xudu's figure took more than a dozen steps back!

Xudu's fair face was a little red, as if he was looking at Chu Mo in disbelief. In his heart, he couldn't understand why with his Mahayana cultivation would lose to a monk in the god refining stage in terms of strength.

Chu Mo looked at Xudu: "Are you still fighting?"

In fact, Chu Mo was also shocked in his heart, don't look at his punch to shake Xudu out. But Xudu didn't suffer the slightest injury, and just now, Xudu didn't use all his strength. If the other party used all his strength, he might not be able to shake Xudu out of a dozen steps.

This monk is not simple!

Xudu shook his head slowly and muttered, "Master is right, the young saint is indeed extraordinary, even I ...... None of them are opponents. ”

Chu Mo's head was full of black lines, and he said in his heart that I am not a young saint Don't say it for the time being, but you, a little monk, ...... I'm really narcissistic enough to myself.

"I'll take you to my master. Xudu hesitated, raised his head, looked at Chu Mo and said.

"Your master?" Chu Mo raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Yes, my master is the contemporary sect master of Buddhism. Didn't you come here just to see my master?" Xudu's eyes once again showed a soft color, and the whole person seemed to have completely regained his previous peace.

It wasn't until under the leadership of Xudu that he saw the old monk with kind eyebrows, Chu Mo still couldn't believe that his trip to Buddhism would be so smooth.

It even went so smoothly that it made him feel a little incredible!

"I know where you came. Can. The kind-eyed old monk looked at Chu Mo with a gentle face, and said lightly-

Ask for a recommendation ticket! (To be continued.) )