"Amitabha...... Thank you both for saving me. ”

Zen Master Bukong trembled and sat on the chair, he bowed his head to Xia Zhician and the others, and he didn't have time to wipe the blood on the corners of his mouth.

"Master, are you alright......?"

The little novice was frightened, it was the first time he saw the master who had been smiling and smiling like he was now, and he was in a hurry for a while.

"It's okay......"

Even the answer was weak, the great monk's face was pale, and his body had already been soaked with sweat.

"I'm ...... I ......"

The little novice is really at a loss, he is still a child.

"Okay, go get some hot water, scrub it for your master, and then get a clean monk's robe, a full set from the inside out."

Xia Zhician patted Xiao Shami's shoulder and said.

"Uh-huh, I'll go ...... now"

The brain of the quit color is a mess, Xia Zhiciao's instructions are a street lamp pointing the way to him, once people have something to do in their hands, the panic will be dispersed.

The little novice ran out with a stagger.

"Amitabha, I didn't expect this demon to be so ferocious, even the old monk is not his opponent......"

Zen Master Bukong wiped the blood stains on the corners of his mouth with the cuffs of his monk's robe, and then said with a sigh.

Xia Zhician didn't speak.

Jiang Qin held the hilt of the saber at his waist with one hand, and placed the other hand on top of the jade.

If it weren't for this jade magic weapon, it would have been very likely that he was forcibly left by the man in black just now, and the consequences would have been terrible.

The jade was given by Xia Zhicicada, Jiang Qin remembered that when he first saw him, this piece of jade hung on his waist, which should be his favorite thing, but he didn't expect it to be a strange magic weapon.

"From the old monk's point of view, it's better for the two of you to go back to their respective mountain gates and find some helpers, and at present, you still need two monks who have ascended to the hall realm to get rid of that monster."

Zen Master Bukong has recovered a little now, and his face is still very bad, but his breath of speech has been much more stable, unlike the high and low at the beginning.

Regarding his suggestion, Jiang Qin nodded very seriously.

The current situation is beyond the scope of what a few of them can handle, and the strength of the current catfish essence is at least at the peak of the hall, and it can't be defeated at all by virtue of the empty Zen master plus Jiang Qin and Xia Zhicicada.

"Hehe, that's not necessarily."

Xia Zhician shook his head with a smile, he turned his head and stared at the seemingly weak Zen Master Bukong with blazing eyes, and the corners of his mouth were lightly raised:

"Master, how much force did you use in the battle just now?"

"Amitabha, why did Xia Lingguan say this......"

Zen Master Bukong stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat on his face, he almost died tragically in the hands of the monster just now, if it weren't for Xia Zhician and Jiang Qin's sacrifice to save each other, he might have returned to the West by now.

"Xia Zhicicada, what do you mean by that?"

With Jiang Qin's understanding of Xia Zhicicada, the other party would never say such things for no reason, once he said it, there must be a reason.

He asked how much strength the Bukong Zen Master used, in other words, in the battle just now, the Bukong Zen Master actually did not use all his strength, but had reservations.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

"Master, monks don't speak. Do you dare to answer my question? ”

Xia Zhician didn't care how haggard Zen Master Bukong looked now, he only believed in the clues he got from the clues.

“……”

Zen Master Bukong made a difficulty, he folded his hands and wanted to say something, but found that his path had been blocked by Xia Zhicicada, not to mention that he had to answer his question now, even silence can be regarded as a kind of acquiescence.

"You may wonder how I found out you had reservations."

Xia Zhician knew that the silence of the Zen Master Bukong had already confirmed his guess just now, and also indirectly answered his question.

"Xia Zhicicada, the master has been beaten and his golden body has collapsed, do you still think he has reservations......"

Jiang Qin is simple, and he grew up on the top of Longhu Mountain like a fairyland, and he doesn't know the sinister human heart at all, nor does he have Xia Zhicida's erudition.

She was skeptical of Xia Zhiciao's words, wanting to know if she had missed something.

"It's your golden body that tells me that you have reservations."

Xia Zhician followed Jiang Qin's words to point out the matter of the Law Body, and at the same time explained how he found the flaws and how he planned to do so.

"A monk who has ascended to the hall realm, the golden body that has been cultivated should be ten zhang high...... And you, Master, only used a three-zhang tall golden body, and you didn't use the Sun Phantom that appeared with the Vajra Dharma Body. ”

Every time the Zen Master summons the Dharma Body, it is the image of King Kong holding the scorching sun with both hands, there is no reason to say that King Kong can resist and fight, and that round of scorching sun can only play a lighting role, right?

"Amitabha, Xia Lingguan seems to know the Golden Body Method very well, but this is the magic of this Buddhist Gate......"

The Zen master lowered his eyebrows to hide his surprised look. The content of the exercises of the Golden Body Method has always been a secret of Buddhism, not to mention outsiders under the mountain, even if it is the same door of Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain, if you have not practiced, you will not know such a detail.

This Xia Lingguan, although his cultivation is not high, his mind and erudition are far superior to others.

"I am trapped in Longshan, and I also have a golden body method......

Xia Zhician explained the question of the Zen Master Bukong in one sentence, and he continued:

"My second senior brother specializes in the Golden Body Method, and he has explained it to me in detail, so I will know some of it."

The second senior brother of Sleepy Dragon Mountain is the second senior brother who was misidentified by Xia Zhician when they first met, and was always called a dwarf winter melon by the third senior brother.

"Amitabha, I see. It's a coincidence. ”

"Master, can you answer my question now?"

Xia Zhician stared at the Bukong Zen Master, only to see that the latter's face had recovered from paper-like pale to ruddy little by little, the blood stains on the corners of his mouth had disappeared, and even the sweat on his body was gone.

"Amitabha, the old monk only used fifty percent of his strength to deal with that monster just now."

Zen Master Bukong has now been exposed by others, and can only honestly answer Xia Zhiciao's question.

"Master, you really hide your strength."

Even after hearing Master Bukong's own admit, Jiang Qin still felt a little incredible, she didn't understand why she did this.

"Amitabha, yes."

Master Bukong clasped his hands together and nodded.

Jiang Qin didn't know what to say for a while, and Xia Zhician was also silent.

The little novice who had just gone to bring hot water came back, and the wooden basin in his hand was steaming white mist, and after seeing the ordinary Zen master of Bukong, the little novice was so frightened that he threw the wooden basin in his hand on the ground.

Teary-eyed rushed over, and hugged the legs of the Bukong Zen Master.

"Master! Master, you can't die! Don't leave me alone, I've been with Master since I was born, I can't live without Master......"

Jiese cried and shouted at the same time, and his violent reaction made the Zen master of Bukong cry and laugh a little, and the latter couldn't help but touch the little novice's head.

"Apprentice, it's okay to be a teacher."

"No, no, no, Master, look at the way you look now......"

The Bukong Zen Master has now returned to his usual state, and he still has some losses in the fight with the catfish essence, but there are no serious injuries, at most it is just an excessive consumption of true qi.

"Master, you have returned to the light, you can't leave me!"

It turned out that Xiao Shami had misunderstood the Bukong Zen Master who had suddenly become energetic, and he thought that his own master, who was seriously injured, had returned to the light after he was dying.

Boom.

Zen Master Bukong smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand and tapped lightly on the forehead of the little novice, and then the latter raised his head.

"It's okay, the teacher won't die."

"Really? That's great! ”

Xiao Shami didn't believe it, but when he turned around to look at Xia Zhicicada, the latter nodded lightly to him, affirming the authenticity of the matter.

"Apprentice, go and prepare a meal, for the sake of hunger in the teacher's belly."

Xiao Shami agreed, and ran out happily, and before going out, he looked back several times at the Bukong Zen Master who was sitting on the chair.

"Amitabha, what is Xia Lingguan thinking?"

Xia Zhician finished asking the Zen Master of Bukong, and after receiving the answer, he began to stop talking again, lowering his head as if he was pondering something.

Hearing the question of the Zen master Bukong, he raised his head.

"The reason why the master shows weakness to the enemy is to probe the reality of that monster, and secondly, to take the opportunity to get the two of us to leave this place, right?"

Combined with the fact that Zen Master Bukong deliberately wanted Xia Zhician and the others to go back to the mountain to move the rescue soldiers, you can probably guess what the former thinks.

Jiang Qin also cast his gaze.

Zen Master Bukong could only nod, and then considered the wording before continuing:

"For that monster, the old monk asked himself that even if he exerted his strength, he might not be able to win, and the final result was likely to be a lose-lose situation......

"Although the two of them are disciples of the main gate, they can cultivate lowly, in case something happens...... It's better to let the two of them travel far away, and the old monk will try to the death himself. ”

Bukong Zen Master is not a bad person, but for the sake of Xia Zhician and Jiang Qin everywhere, he originally just planned to test the reality of the monster, and then simply pushed the boat down the river to let the two of them leave here.

Airplanes!

The sound of the sword.

Jiang Qin's hand was held on the hilt of the sword, and the majestic true qi on his body gushed out, filling the entire room with sharp and unpretentious sword qi.

"My generation of sword cultivators only knows how to move forward bravely, and I don't know how to retreat and escape."

She's definitely not going to go.

Xia Zhician smiled, walked two steps slowly to the door of the house, and opened his arms to make a big hug.

From the perspective of Zen Master Bukong and Jiang Qin, he seemed to have embraced the entire sky outside into his arms, and then heard the man's voice.

There is no sonorous power, and there is no grandiose ambition.

His tone was flat, but it seemed to be saying something that could not be changed:

"I am a spiritual official, starting from the ancestor, I don't seek immortals, I don't worship Buddha."

"Practice all the way to ......"

"Subdue demons and subdue demons!"

Click—no sound came out.

It's just that after saying this, Xia Zhician suddenly felt as if he had touched the edge of the entrance again, but this time the difference was that he didn't fall into an epiphany at all, but directly stepped over the threshold of the wooden door.

Xia Zhician smiled happily.

He knew he could get started at any time.