Looking at Xuan Ku with a compassionate look on his face, the two Demon Sect monks glanced at each other, a little speechless. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

They dressed up like this because they didn't want to attract the attention of others, but they forgot that there are still compassionate Buddhist disciples in this world.

They don't want to attract the attention of others, but if they don't accept Xuan Ku's invitation, I'm afraid they will attract more people's attention.

"So, thank you, Master. The slightly older Demon Sect monk immediately got up and saluted Xuan.

Xuan bitterly chuckled, convinced that these two were idiots enough.

"You two idiots, will the beggar talk like you?" Xuan Ku scolded in a low voice, and continued to whisper, "Come with me, don't let the monks of the Buddhist and Taoist sects see your identity." ”

Hearing Xuan Ku's words, the two Demon Gate monks trembled violently.

"Fellow travelers, don't worry, follow me. Xuan Ku whispered, turned around and left.

The two Demon Gate monks glanced at each other, and faintly felt that Xuan Ku was also a Demon Gate monk, but they were still not sure, and they were careful to sail the Ten Thousand Year Boat, and they had to be cautious and careful on the territory of the Righteous Dao Sect.

However, they still followed behind Xuan Ku, and what they could think of was that if Xuan Ku wanted to be unfavorable to him, he didn't need to be so troublesome at all, as long as he shouted, countless people would rush up and dismantle the two of them.

They also thought that since Xuan Ku could discover his identity, it must not be as simple as it seemed on the surface, and it was impossible for a person with no cultivation to find that the demon element in his body fluctuated.

Overall, Xuan Ku is not much of a threat in their eyes, at least in terms of age, this monk cannot be their opponent.

Outside Johor Bahru City, thirty miles away, Xuan Ku stopped, and the two monks of the Demon Gate followed him from beginning to end, separated by a distance of more than fifty meters.

After Xuan Ku stopped, they also quickly walked in front of Xuan Ku.

"Who is Your Excellency, and why can you find out our identity?" The slightly older Demon Sect monks asked the doubts that had been held back for a long time, they were still very confident in their ability to hide the fluctuations of the Demon Yuan, and ordinary innate monks could not feel it.

"Your methods of concealment are terrible. Xuan Ku shook his head, and said with an expression of hatred that iron is not made of steel, "Look at yourself, apart from this dress, which one looks like a beggar?"

The Demon Gate monks were stunned at the same time, they were completely unaware of what was wrong with them.

"Dare to ask the master, no, dare to ask Brother Tai, what are we not doing well?"

"The whole body is flawed. Xuan Ku said unceremoniously, "First of all, your breathing is even and long, which is clearly a habit developed by long-term practice of breathing; second, although you are huddled in the corner of the wall, pretending to be pitiful, you are always vigilant, and you are ready to do it with others at any time, is it like this for ordinary beggars? Third, look at your hands, the calluses on the tiger's mouth, which are obviously sharpened by long-term sword practice; and ......"

Xuan Ku casually walked up to the two of them, touched the clothes of the two and said: "I am wearing tattered clothes on the outside, but I am wearing gold silk soft armor inside, don't tell me, a beggar can afford to wear priceless gold silk soft armor." ”

The Demon Gate Cultivators were stunned in their hearts, if it weren't for Xuan Ku's reminder, they wouldn't have realized that they had so many flaws.

At this time, they completely let down their guard and made sure that this little monk was not a threat to them, but was really helping themselves.

But at this time, Xuan Ku put his hand on the shoulders of the two of them, as if he was touching their golden silk soft armor, and the two demon gate monks didn't realize that they had already stepped into the ghost gate.

Xuan Ku's hands suddenly burst out with a faint golden light, and he pressed down violently.

Bang!

The two Demon Sect monks didn't have time to think at all, so they knelt on the ground at the same time, and dozens of vital points burst open at the same time, and blood splattered.

Vajra Fu Demon Clutch is the most powerful exercise in Tianjing Temple, and even in the entire Longwei Kingdom, but its power can only be truly reflected when dealing with demons.

The golden light is for the monks of the Demon Gate, just as the Demon Yuan is for the monks of the Buddhist Daoist School, which is comparable to poison.

In an instant, the two Demon Gate monks collapsed to the ground like dead dogs, not to mention fighting back, it would be good to be alive.

The two Demon Gate monks looked shocked, but they were more full of doubts.

"Amitabha. When Xuan Ku squatted down, he explained with a smile, "The poor monk is a disciple of Buddhism, a real disciple of Buddhism. ”

"Why, why trick us into coming here, why don't you settle us in Johor Bahru?" one of them asked.

It was precisely because of this doubt that they dispelled their suspicions about Xuan Ku, and they even discussed that if Xuan Ku was not a Demon Sect monk, he would definitely not go to great lengths to trick the two of them out, and it was the best choice to solve himself in the city.

But the bitter approach exceeded their expectations.

"The poor monk wants to ask, are there any other Demon Sect monks around here? If you explain honestly, I can heal your injuries and let you be an ordinary person with peace of mind, if you don't say ......."

"You dream!" Before Xuan Ku's words were finished, he heard the roars of the two Demon Gate monks, "Our Demon Gate has endured for thousands of years, do you think we will only hide? Tell you, no Demon Gate disciple will reveal the secrets of the same way, hahaha, don't scare us with torture, as long as the Demon Gate disciple wants to die, no one can let us live." ”

The two Demon Gate monks, after saying these words almost in unison, tilted their heads and died.

Xuan Ku pronounced the Buddha's name, admiring their loyalty and courage in the face of death, and then began to rummage through their pockets.

But the result, obviously.

There was only a small amount of money, and a lot of useless garbage, and as for the magic stone, there was not a single one to be seen.

"Poor ghost!" Xuan snorted them and swaggered out of the woods, returning to Johor Bahru to find his next target.

When leaving, Xuan Ku paused and frowned, the Great Demon Sutra clearly mentioned that after a person dies, evil thoughts will instantly gush out and be directly absorbed by Xuan Ku, but after the death of these two people, Xuan Ku didn't feel it at all, which made Xuan Ku puzzled.

But the thought only stayed in his head for a moment, and now was not the time to think about such a small matter.

When Xuan Ku reappeared in Johor Bahru City, his identity changed, he was no longer a monk, but a beggar with a broken leg, the beggar's clothes were plucked from a corpse, and as for the hair, it was directly shaved from one of the people's hair, tied on his head, and it was messy, it was difficult to see that it was a wig.

Xuan Ku also learned from the beggars in his previous life, tied the calf of one leg to his thigh with a strip of cloth, supported a thick branch, and swayed around Johor Bahru City, holding a broken bowl in his hand, and came to the rich people from time to time, praying for their kindness.

Xuan Ku's hands, feet and face, smeared with dirty soil, carefully dressed and thin and short figure, without any mana fluctuations, even if you look closely, you can't see that he is disguised, so he doesn't have to worry about being discovered.

From now on, the mystical suffering has disappeared from this world.

"Okay, okay, poor and pathetic. Xuan Ku walked through the crowd with a broken bowl in one hand and a cane in the other, but his eyes wandered around, looking for traces of the disciples of the Demon Sect.

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