When the old monk saw that the young man was reading by himself, he coughed lightly a few times.

He took out two white-flour steamed buns from his pocket and began to nibble on them.

It seemed that he was in a hurry to eat, and the old monk's coughing voice became more and more violent.

Fan Yi's brows furrowed slightly, and then he quietly took out a water bag and handed it directly to the old monk.

The old monk took the water bag and put it aside, and said something in his mouth:

"Amitabha, Xiaoyou is a kind-hearted person, and there will be no shortage of blessings."

After the old monk finished speaking, he took off the plug of the water bag and raised it high with both hands to drink a few sips.

The monk drank the water and continued:

"Where is Xiaoyou?"

Fan Yi didn't look up and continued to read, and replied:

"Rongcheng."

The old monk listened to the young man's simple and straightforward answer, and then asked:

"There are many monsters in the barren mountains and mountains here, how can Xiaoyou find here?"

This time, Fan Yi put down the book in his hand and began to look at the monk.

Looking at the monk's face, he is at least sixty years old, but when he looks at the monk's eyes, he is clear and clean, and he can't see the twilight that should be at this age.

Fan Yi replied:

"It's just a family experience, and I have no intention of coming here."

The monk laughed and said:

"Xiaoyou's aura is high, he should also be a child of the family, why don't you have a personal entourage?"

Such a question is a bit more obscure.

Fan Yi couldn't hear it, so he said softly:

"Naturally, there are followers, but they don't travel with me, so it's convenient to practice."

The monk let out an "oh".

It's just that a sneer quietly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and it disappeared in a flash.

Fan Yi put the book away directly.

Then he moved to the fire, smiled and asked:

"The old man doesn't look like a person from Qingyun Prefecture?"

The old monk replied with a smile:

"How can Xiaoyou have insight? It's true that I'm not from Qingyun Prefecture. ”

Fan Yi raised his hand and pointed to the top of his head, and replied to the old monk:

"The old man should be a master of Buddhism, otherwise he would not have so many ring scars, dare to ask where the old man came from."

The old monk showed a look of surprise on his face, but after a while, he recited "Amitabha", and then said:

"Xiaoyou is erudite, and the old monk is an ascetic, who has neither come nor go, and cannot answer Xiaoyou's questions."

Fan Yi was noncommittal, but he didn't inquire any further.

It's just that Fan Yi can faintly perceive it.

This old monk inhales and exhales, his breath is long and thick, and he should also be a great monk.

It is not known how high the old monk's cultivation realm is.

The old monk began to babble and said:

"It's a shame to say that the old monk has been practicing Buddhism for decades, traveling countless mountains, rivers and rivers, but the Buddha's nature is extremely poor, and he still has no chance to become enlightened at such an age."

"It is said that the Buddha is destined for people, so how can he live by himself."

After speaking, the old monk let out a long sigh.

Fan Yi was unmoved, he just wanted to talk to the old monk until the rain stopped and left the broken temple immediately.

He always felt that something was wrong with the old monk.

The old monk seemed to open the conversation and said endlessly:

"Since Xiaoyou knows that I am a monk, the monks should be more compassionate."

"But the world is so big, what's the use of being empty and reasonable, it's better to be at ease, wouldn't it be happy?"

Fan Yi frowned, always feeling that the old monk's words seemed to be about to go crazy.

Although Fan Yi knew about the existence of Buddhism, he did not know the main purpose of it, let alone how Buddhist disciples should behave in the world.

I had to say:

"The old man rests early, and after the rain stops, I will leave here and continue my practice."

It's okay not to say it.

Since the old monk snorted coldly, he asked:

"Is the experience that Xiaoyou said to poison the alien creatures in this mountain range? Wouldn't it be cruel to do that! ”

Fan Yi pondered for a moment and said:

"Perhaps, the human race is weak, and it is difficult and difficult to live a life just for a few decades."

"The beasts are powerful and the humans are harmed, and I have my responsibility."

The old monk somehow?

Suddenly got up and asked:

"No matter how much you say, it's just your own selfish desires."

As soon as the words fell.

Above the old monk's body, a strong cultivation momentum erupted, and his eyes were indifferent and contemptuous.

He went on to ask:

"Have you ever been to the edge of a deep pool?"

Just one sentence, Fan Yi suddenly remembered one thing.

Seven days ago, he met a water spirit slave from a deep pool, and then sensed a trace of resentment from the ghost in the wedding dress.

Only then did I remember that the female ghost mentioned a rickety old man in her resentment.

Fan Yi suddenly took a step back, his eyes looking at the old monk with alarm.

Asked:

"You were the one who trapped that woman alive in the dead water and gave birth to the water spirit slave?"

The old monk instantly showed a hideous look on his face.

Bellowed:

"It's what the old monk did, you dare to do something bad to me, today I will definitely make you a water spirit slave!"

"The old monk followed your traces all the way, but I didn't expect to meet you in this broken temple, it's really my Buddha's mercy."

Fan Yi could be sure that the monk had gone mad.

It's not an enlightened monk, but an evil monk.

In the trace of resentment of the ghost in the wedding dress, a rickety old man was mentioned.

Unexpectedly, decades later, the rickety old man is still like this.

It can only be explained that this old monk is no longer a low-level monk, but has already cultivated the Great Dao, and his enlightenment has touched the mystery of Shouyuan.

The old monk fixed his eyes firmly on Fan Yi's lower abdomen, and said:

"Xiaoyou is just a cultivator in the three realms, and he can actually break free from the shackles of the spirit slave and not die, and he must be a treasure when he thinks about it."

"How about this?"

"You give that treasure to the old monk, and the old monk can let you not suffer at all before you turn into a spirit slave."

"Xiaoyou may not know that it is not terrible to suffocate in the water, but it is terrible to suffer from the corrosion of the souls of the beasts."

"And then you will be left with resentment, and you will not be able to beg for death."

"It's a worthwhile deal!"

Fan Yi had already secretly mobilized all his strength to find the right time to get rid of this old monk.

But at this moment, the old monk shook the dry palm suddenly.

Fan Yi suddenly felt a powerful aura enveloping his whole body, and he couldn't move anymore.

Fan Yi remembers such a thing deeply.

At that time, he was in the Rongcheng City Lord's Mansion, and Ning Beimen had already let him feel it once.

This is due to the coercion of the other party's spiritual power!

The cultivation of the monk in front of him is only afraid of more than six realms, maybe already seven realms!

Fan Yi scolded:

"You evil monk keeps saying that you are compassionate, you can't imagine that your heart is so vicious, how can there be a scum like you in Buddhism?"

The old monk walked towards Fan Yi step by step.

Then he laughed and said:

"There are countless lives in a secluded world, and you won't understand the truth. But don't worry, wait for you to become an old monk and sit down as a spiritual slave. ”

"As long as the resentment does not dissipate, there will definitely be a chance to know something."

"Okay, it's useless for the old monk to talk more to you, the old monk should remember the fate of the little friend today."

Saying that, the old monk's face was ruthless, and he was about to slap Fan Yi's Heavenly Spirit Gai with a wave of his palm.

Boom!

Suddenly, Fan Yi threw a punch and slammed it on the old monk's slap.

When the old monk was shaken back, Fan Yi's body was covered with golden energy.

There is a fighting master, so he can break free from the coercion of the old monk.

The fist is invisible, but it is fierce!