It's powerful.

Coming from a place outside the world, the cultivation of the pinnacle of the world, killing people cannot persuade people to die, how can it be described by the word powerful. What is more powerful than the powerful is that knowing that such an act is absurd, many people are moved by its sincerity and add a little compassion and sadness.

As the monk said, Mr. Thirteen has participated in the creation of the Buddha, whether he "kills" him or "persuades" him to death, it will become a loss for the entire human race, and the Living Buddha is destined to bear the infamy of the whole human race.

But those who cultivate righteousness, their lives are often only secondary, and the statement is the most important thing to protect it, and it is not another kind of dedication to sacrifice one's life to do dirty things, and even be called great?

"Buddha mercy!"

The extraordinary master is no longer noisy, the ground is solemn, the expression is full of pride Well, the living Buddha is not as good as the living Buddha, the extraordinary only cares about the Buddha, but forgets that the illusion into the void is the true meaning of the Dharma, and the end falls down. Don't mention him, some people in the group of cultivators next to him sighed, their voices were lonely and admiring, and they felt worthless for the living Buddha in their hearts.

Everyone understands that if the Living Buddha kills Mr. Thirteen, it will be fine, and if he can't kill him, he will use lip and tongue kung fu instead, and the things he hopes for are destined not to happen, and most of them will end up disgraced and disgraced, and he will be in a mess in vain.

The development of things is not the same as people estimated, in the sight, Thirteen Lang sent away the hand that was clasping the living Buddha, withdrew the hand that was murderous, and then ordered the three big ashes to let go, and then sincerely hugged his fists.

"Thank you, Master, for your advice. ”

Point?

Qun Xiu was at a loss, thinking that this was acting or playing for real, could it be that Mr. Cheng had fallen into some kind of Buddhism. Really ready to die?

"Senior brother, don't listen to his nonsense!" Call it out immediately.

"Bald donkeys don't have a lot of good stuff. ”

"That is, the monk is the most pretending. The Yellow Flower Girl finally seized the opportunity to speak. Hurry up and remind.

The tone is a little too much, and what is said is also the truth. "The Fire Maiden is rarely rigorous, defending the recklessness of the donkey.

"The Buddha is true, the person is hypocritical, and if there are many words, it will be tricky. "Princess Xia has been cultivating her mind recently, and her speech is crepe-like, implying a lot of wit.

"Quack!" Chubby was speechless, and called out twice at random.

"Don't worry. It's okay. Thirteen Lang comforted gently, and at the same time expressed his gratitude to the people around him, signaling everyone to return to each other, busy with their own things, leaving only a few heavyweights to press the formation.

"But he doesn't" The cute girl glared at the monk viciously, shouting: "Uneasy and kind!"

"Buddha is compassionate. ”

The Living Buddha himself felt embarrassed, and while chanting the Buddha, he said seriously: "The world knows that Mr. Thirteen is the most unreasonable and the most reasonable person, so you don't have to worry." ”

That's right! Qun Xiu thought so in his heart.

Again, that's the same sentence. There are countless ways to kill Thirteen Lang, but it definitely doesn't include the mouth, do you expect to worry about him blindly?

With this recognition, people have less entanglement in their hearts. In fact, there is nothing good about staying here, such a big and absurd thing cannot be discussed freely, and my heart is panicked. Besides, everyone understands it. The previous words were half-concealed, and most of the later ones would involve major events in the sect and even the whole world, although everyone wanted to hear it. But that's obviously impractical, it's better to leave early.

The crowd dispersed. There are only a few bigwigs left in the field, and there are key figures from all sides, such as Huang Hua Nu and Xiao Gong Master, although the cultivation is poor, but it represents one side, and there are no more important figures in front of the event, so they have to stay full.

"Much cleaner. ”

Monks are monks in the end, the nature of monks who like to be quiet and hate trouble, and everyone is watching, the respect of the living Buddha is beaten like this, no matter how broad-minded it is, it is inevitable that it will not look good, and few people naturally feel refreshed.

With a sigh of emotion, the Living Buddha was not in a hurry to take care of the injured, and gestured to the opposite side: "Daoyou is the ancestor of the Sword Pavilion? ”

Yanshan Ancestor looked solemn and said sincerely: "Compared with the master, Yanshan is ashamed of himself. ”

"Modest, misunderstood, mistaken. ”

The monk waved his hand, and then found that this action was very difficult, so he reluctantly gave up and said: "Those three palms have a history, and in a hurry, I can't perform it a second time." ”

The ancestor of Yanshan was stunned, and only then did he understand why the monk's attack and defense were not coordinated enough, the reason was that he used "borrowed power"; as for where that power came from and where the restrictions on the monk's use were, it was not enough for outsiders.

"Although Daoist friends are powerful, they are not as skilled as divine masters. If it weren't for her, the monk wouldn't have been able to protect himself. ”

After praising Yanshan, the monk turned to the god's mother-in-law, his expression was full of admiration, more surprise and puzzlement.

"How can a cultivator be so ordinary, how can he have such great power?"

This is the truth, and it is a mystery, the god's mother-in-law practiced magic, and her true cultivation was only comparable to the early stage of the transformation of the gods, but when everyone was besieging the living Buddha, she was the absolute main force. What happened in it, only a few of the 100 people in the venue could understand, and the living Buddha suffered greatly because of his contempt, and he understood it the most.

The monk asked sincerely, but the godmaster's mother-in-law was not as buying it as Yan Shan, and responded with a cold snort.

"Time is in a hurry, and the old body is only two or three out of ten, otherwise, how can you survive. ”

"Really? That's pretty impressive. ”

Hearing the mother-in-law of the priest say this, the monk was not as surprised as he was just now, only a faint disappointment and a deep sadness.

"It's a pity that it's still too weak, so if you want to deal with Shanjun, it's like a fool's dream. ”

"Idiot, dream you big, dream!"

Without any warning, Thirteen Lang's face suddenly changed, and instead of being respectful, he also backhanded, raised, and shook his hand, and slapped the living Buddha's shiny head.

"Shameless face, I really think I'm a dish!"

Syllable!

The crisp sound echoed through the mountain gate, startling many birds who had been frightened by the previous war, flapping their wings and flying in all directions, as if they had regained their former vitality. In the field, the dignified living Buddha looked sluggish, his head was tilted to the side, and he was completely stunned.

I didn't expect it, so I didn't hide or block, I was really dumbfounded.

"You"

The monk blinked blankly, blinking. Blink, blink, can't stop.

"This"

Yanshan Ancestor is as sluggish. Twist off a few cherished beards without knowing it.

"Ahh

The little palace master finally came to his senses, and was stunned by this earth-shattering palm.

"Hey, hey"

The mother-in-law sneered repeatedly. She looks weird, like a witch who fiddles with the pins of villains.

"Well played!"

The yellow flower girl is the most unkind, if it weren't for her lack of ability, she would have wanted to do it herself.

"Huh? ”

The god donkey controlled his mind in the shortest possible time, and was stamping his feet, his expression was strict, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes.

"What a system, what a system!"

"Quack, quack!"

The Tianxin toad shouted hard and sang the loudest voice

"Murder has no guts. Speak without eyes, do things upside down and be self-conscious, you tell me how stupid you have to be!"

Facing the demented face of the living Buddha, Thirteen Lang ridiculed wantonly, and where the words he said were ugly, he couldn't listen to them at all.

"With a Buddha word on your head, it's not easy to kill me, you have to choose the most difficult, arrogant, and unlikely way to succeed, do you want to do it?"

"For you. It is not necessary to become famous, it is impossible to become a Buddha, accumulating merit is nonsense, and improving cultivation is a crazy thought. What do you want to do?"

"Even if you succeed and kill me in front of so many people, there will be no chaos in the world after that. It will also cause endless turmoil, the Taoist Academy can let you go, and the waves can let you go. What about the Outlands?"

"It is not that I boast, but if I die like this today. The Quadripartite Alliance will definitely collapse, the Six-Party Talks will completely collapse, and the world will inevitably fall apart, what do you want to do?"

"Keep saying to save the world, hide in the hole all day long, look at your virtue, you are also worthy!"

The scolding was tiring, and Thirteen Lang took a breath and continued.

"You should know that I am only a doppelganger here, and the deity is now in a place where you can never go and where you can't kill anyone, so even if you can kill me, it doesn't mean that you can stop me. ”

"Even if the whole world lets you go, what about me?"

"Do you think that if I am killed by you, I am afraid because of this, and if I stop doing it after you say a few words, I can swallow my anger and let you go, let go of your disciples?"

"In the end, don't think that wearing a mask can fool everyone, pick such a time to come to the door and kill me, you are not trying to solve the crisis at all, but to interfere with the Daoist Academy!"

With amazing words, Shisanlang poked the monk's chest with his fingers, poked and shook, poked and shaken, his demeanor was so frivolous that he couldn't be frivolous, and his expression was so fierce that he couldn't be more fierce.

"Even though the Taoist Academy is not good in a thousand ways, it is still a Taoist Academy, with a history of 10,000 years, and there has never been an example of outsiders involved in politics. ”

After enduring the anger for a long time, Shisanlang slowly regained his composure, his eyes cold.

"Being old and not dying is a thief, shaving your head is called a Buddha, you fuck, are you tired of living!"

There was a dead silence around them, and several bigwigs were all stunned, looking at the young man who was eager to jump to his feet, and they felt very uncomfortable.

Is it vulgar? Yes.

Is it excessive? Absolutely.

said something that shouldn't be said, Thirteen Lang scolded the monk clearly, but in fact, he covered all the "seniors", and there was only one reference: Don't act recklessly because of old age!

It's very simple to want to prove, if the living Buddha is still a living Buddha, just change someone else, such as extraordinary, such as someone else in the Sunset Tower, as long as he is not as old as the living Buddha, do you dare to do this like him?

Although it is only hypothetical, the answer is clear.

The scolding was unbearable, even Yan Shan and the others felt that Thirteen Lang was too hot, and the wonderful thing was that after spending a period of surprise, shame, and embarrassment, the living Buddha calmed down faster than others, and became as warm as ever, compassionate and resolute.

"What a way to be. ”

After thinking for a long time and not finding the right word, the monk said gently: "Do you think I'm stupid?"

(To be continued......)