As soon as the words fell, a child in a red robe with bright blood as much as blood shook his body after throwing the monster's head high.

In the next moment, he had already flashed to a warrior monk, and his five fingers were like hooks to the monk's face, this move was very fast like lightning, and by the time the warrior monk and the person behind him reacted, it was too late.

The fate that greeted that warrior monk would only be the separation of his body and head.

"Have you had enough trouble?" Xia Ze said angrily.

In the distance, the immature little hand that was about to pierce the head of the warrior monk was stunned and hovered in front of the warrior monk's forehead.

Seeing that Xia Ze was angry, the young man made a grimace, and suddenly gathered all his killing intent and yin owl, and turned back into the innocent child, with a blank face.

According to the previous agreement, Xia Ze defeated the warrior monk with his bare hands, and he could leave with everyone safe and sound.

But right now, it seems that all the warrior monks who rushed here are unwilling to let them go, and all the warrior monks are holding whistle sticks and rushing up, pressing step by step.

Ren Buti gave a thumbs up to Xia Ze, who was white in his hands, and then looked at the group of aggressive warrior monks, and in an instant, his clothes were rattling, and his sword qi was immediately like a torrent waterfall, pouring down, and hovering above their heads for dozens of zhang, just like this, it was enough to make it difficult for many ordinary people who were not cultivators to breathe.

"Although this matter is our fault first, but you monks don't tell us any reason, it's a bit deceitful, isn't it? If it is reasonable, I may not be able to talk to you tirelessly, but if it is more unreasonable, who in the world can be more unreasonable than Long Shengzhou Sword Cultivation."

A warrior monk is like a tiger out of the forest, his hands are like spinning fast windmills, with the help of Buddhist magic and temple sticks, he shoots a golden and energetic towards Ren Buti.

Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound in mid-air, and the warrior monk screamed miserably, and his body still appeared in the gravel pile ten zhang away, and he fainted.

Chen Dongyou and Chen Tanjing looked at Ren Buti at the same time, but found that he was also shocked.

It was not his turn to make a move at all, even if Xia Ze had only fought with the leading warrior monk before, but at this moment, his fist skills and fists did not show weakness at all.

There was a shock under his feet, and first the ground under his feet cracked like a porcelain crack, and the majestic fist shook like thunder, and instantly shook the twenty warrior monks who had cultivated to the Five Realms to death.

At this time, those people discovered that Xia Ze's originally *** white hands, in a few breaths, had grown flesh and blood, not only that, but in the face of those warrior monks' crazy heavy fists, he had no intention of dodging at all, and let that punch and stick bombard his body.

The boy stood tall, and the strength and intent of the next punch would only be heavier and faster than the previous punch.

And this famous chisel tooth temple, although there have been warrior monks who have cultivated martial arts for hundreds of years to go to the north of the beacon fire pass to help the big war of the demon invasion, but not always have this opportunity to fight on the battlefield with people, where have you seen such a kung fu that is not afraid of death and exchanging lives with people.

And no matter how heavy the injuries are, the injuries on the young man's body will recover as before, and as soon as the gang qi is shaken, the blood scabs all over the body will fall off on their own, which shocks the hearts of those warrior monks.

"Enough! Let them go!" At first, the warrior monk who fought against Xia Ze stood up with great difficulty and shouted.

"But Uncle Huiming! They broke into the well and killed the demon! If you let them go, lest you fail to explain to the abbot!" A warrior monk said.

"Master's side, I will explain to him, you get out of the way and let them go!"

As soon as the words came out, the two groups of people who were in the middle of the battle immediately stopped.

Xia Ze's head, except for Miya's slight injury, the rest of the people almost took advantage of a lot in the previous fight, such as Chen Tanjing, who was originally a little lacking in confidence, and never wanted to be smashed in the head by a martial artist with all his strength, and after the slightest pain, he actually used the water trick to summon a pool of clear water, and a warrior monk was inseparable.

Even so, only the two groups were wounded, and no one died.

"Amitabha." In the distance, I suddenly heard a Buddha singing.

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw an old monk wearing a monk's robe, with white eyebrows, slowly stepping into the courtyard.

There was no one else in his eyes, and as far as he could see, it was all the injured monks in the courtyard, muttering Buddhist words in their mouths, and in an instant, the golden aura wrapped in abundant spiritual energy covered the warrior monks who were not lightly injured, and in a blink of an eye, the original unclear injuries were alleviated.

When all the dust settled, the old monk folded his hands and said to Xia Ze and the others: "The words and deeds of several donors are still a little impulsive, and they have injured hundreds of my disciples in a row, and it is their duty for those disciples of mine to protect the monastery, even if they are impulsive, it is understandable."

Xia Ze, who had never spoken, hugged his fists at the old monk and said, "We were impulsive before, and I hope that the master will forgive us."

The old monk shook his head: "My disciple promised that if you can take him with your bare hands and three sticks, you will let a few of them go, and you can leave by yourself."

"Abbot! They broke into the well and killed the monster! Let them go, in case they are the female cadres sent by the demon clan, what if they are fine!" A monk asked.

"That monster, for thousands of years, there have been monks in the courtyard who have been chanting with profound Buddhism, but they have never been exceeded, how can a small child be killed, everything is vain."

With that, the monk waved the monk's robe, and the hideous bloody demon head immediately dissipated.

"Could it be that everything before was a trick on the child's side?" A monk asked.

The elder nodded, and said to the monks who had not been injured, "Help the injured disciples to rest elsewhere, and I will talk to these benefactors alone."

Those warrior monks were still a little hesitant, but when they saw the old monk's resolute attitude, they left in a huff.

The old monk glanced at Xia Ze, who was standing beside Xia Ze, swallowing the sky without saying a word, and said with his hands folded: "Donor, this journey is extremely difficult, but with this little donor, the journey may be even more dangerous."

Xia Ze's eyes changed slightly, "What is the master's opinion?"

The old monk's eyes were soft, and he said, "There is a glance that says, the donor may be able to listen to it in his heart, but he will still be vaguely unable to do it, so the old monk's words can be left."

Xia Ze then wondered a little and said, "Since Master is unwilling to speak, why did he stop us?"

The old monk laughed and said, "Lord Xia is a smart person, so he naturally knows what the old man said to his disciples before, committing the crime of not speaking to the Buddhist family, thanks to the donor's killing of that monster, this chiseled temple can be stable for two hundred years again."

Xia Ze was a little surprised, turned his head to look at Swallowing Heaven, who was also full of doubts, and asked cautiously, "Didn't Swallowing Heaven really kill that monster before?"

The monk shook his head and said with a smile: "I didn't really kill the body of that evil animal, but I invisibly swallowed the hatred and resentment that the demon had accumulated for hundreds of years.

"The master laughed, if we hadn't broken in rashly, we wouldn't have caused such an incident, but we don't understand, why would such an old well that suppresses monsters so easily let people approach, isolate it and send people to guard it, isn't it better?" Xia Ze asked.

The old monk smiled warmly: "Keeping this demon here and letting the world observe it is the meaning of the Buddhist saint thousands of years ago, as for what the intention is, only the saint knows, after today, maybe you should refer to the donor's advice."

The old monk said, took out a simple Buddhist scripture from the monk's robe, handed it to Xia Ze, and then folded his hands and said: "When this thing is given to the donor, when you are angry, resentful, lonely, and sad, you can study the Buddhist scriptures carefully, which is of great benefit to the cultivation of life."

Xia Ze did not refuse, and thanked the old monk.

The old monk glanced at Swallowing Heaven, gently pressed a hand to Swallowing Heaven's head, and then said to Xia Ze: "Don't blame the old man for being nosy, if the donor doesn't object today, then the old man will plant a ban in this doll's heart lake, so that the monster can't easily infiltrate this baby's heart, and won't cause trouble like today, how?"

Xia Ze was stunned

was stunned, looked at Swallow Tian on the side, and saw that the boy was a little stunned, but when he looked at Xia Ze, he nodded obediently.

So Xia Ze said to the old monk without hesitation, "There's no need for a big deal, it's good."

The old monk was a little surprised, and asked, "Really, no?"

"I really don't need to, if Swallowing Heaven is impregnated by that monster again, I will only make a move." The boy smiled.

Hearing this, the old monk only smiled and nodded.

The group was finally able to leave this historic chisel temple, but along the way, except for Chen Dongyou, Chen Tanjing and Ren Tireless chatting all the way.

The remaining three seem to have turned into stuffy gourds.

Mia was tempted by the fact that she almost caused trouble, and she felt guilty.

Xia Ze was a little silent because of the battle in the Chisel Tooth Temple, knowing that he was at a loss.

As for swallowing the sky, I don't know what the reason is, it seems a little depressed.

After a long time, Xia Ze suddenly slowed down and came to Swallowing Heaven, pressed his head with his hand and smiled: "Don't feel that you yearn for that big demon, you feel ashamed of me, what I said to the old monk before, I didn't have half a lie."

Swallowing Heaven was stunned, and then his eyes were slightly red, and he said, "Xia Ze, if one day, I really become that big demon, will you hate me and kill me with a sword, or even just pretend that you don't know me, and ignore me in the future......

Xia Ze slowly stopped, was silent for a long time, and watched the few people in front of him walk out of the distance, before he squatted down gently, hugged the child, and laughed softly: "From today on, you still have a different name, just call it Summer."