Chapter 21: What is the purpose of cultivating immortals? It's not arrogant

Such arrogance directly stunned everyone present.

Su Xiaoluo covered his mouth and looked at the Dao Chief incredulously.

She didn't expect that the Taoist chief would dare to be polite to the senior monks of the Zen Ling Temple!

This, this, this......

That's too handsome, isn't it?

The corners of Su Xiaoluo's mouth couldn't help but smile, and he became more and more determined to worship under the door of the Taoist chief.

She liked the attitude of the Taoist chief.

Love whoever you want, don't mess with me.

Annoyed to you!

What is the purpose of cultivating immortals?

Isn't that what you want?!

At this time, Kong Wen and the others didn't expect that Lin Heng would be so arrogant!

This made the old face of Kongwen angry and turned into a pig's liver color, and his heart was extremely angry.

However, when he saw that the other party directly raised a demon killing stick, Kong Wen couldn't help but tremble and calmed down.

"It's ...... The magic weapon of the three products! ”

As an elder of Zenling Temple, his vision is much higher than that of Wang Yuan and others.

At a glance, I can see the terrifying power contained in this demon killing stick.

Although he himself also has second-grade magic weapons, but in the face of these third-grade magic weapons, he is really a little worried for a while.

"Lin Heng, you're too much!"

"How can you be rude to Elder Kongwen?"

Wang Yuan and Wang Sheng stood up and reprimanded severely.

Lin Heng's cold eyes suddenly looked at the two of them.

Just one glance.

It made the two of them tremble, and they involuntarily took a step back.

Lin Heng said in an indifferent tone: "If it weren't for the face of Master Lingfeng, from the second you came to visit in a monk's robe, Poor Dao would have let you go!" ”

"You ......"

When Wang Yuan and the others heard this, they immediately blushed with annoyance, but the momentum that Lin Heng showed at this time made the two of them can't help but be timid.

"Alright."

At this time, the empty elder on the side finally spoke, and his face was as gloomy as water:

"Since the Lord is so stubborn, there is nothing to persuade."

"I hope the Lord can be so arrogant tomorrow night!"

"Let's go!"

After speaking, Elder Kongwen brushed his sleeves away, and the apprentice and Wang Yuan hurriedly followed.

However, the apprentice is still a little unwilling.

"Master, is it just for him to be so arrogant?"

"So many people are watching, we just leave like this, I'm afraid that it will damage the face of Buddhism?"

When Wang Yuan and Wang Sheng heard this, they immediately nodded in agreement.

What Lin Heng said just now was like a needle, piercing them in the sore spots.

They are very angry in their hearts!

But Kong Wen took a deep breath, shook his head and said helplessly:

"The demon killing stick in his hand is estimated to be a three-grade magic weapon."

"If there is really a conflict, the old man is not very sure."

"What?"

As soon as these words came out, his apprentice was shocked.

"That stick, it turned out to be a three-grade magic weapon?"

As a personal legend of empty news, Juexin had already officially entered the cultivation, and naturally he could see that Lin Heng was holding a magic weapon.

But he didn't expect that thing to be in the third grade!

It must be known that even the master who is an elder of the Zen Ling Temple is just a second-grade magic weapon!

"That guy, what kind of chance did he get?" I can't figure it out.

And the empty news and the words are not shocking, and they say endlessly:

"Actually, it's not just the demon killing stick, the bundle of magic weapons in his hand is not simple!"

"This ......" Juexin was speechless when he heard this.

Wang Yuan and the others were surprised, they couldn't figure out where this ordinary junior brother Lin got so many treasures?

They were filled with jealousy.

"Well, there's no need to be envious."

"As the so-called puppet is innocent and guilty, the magic weapon in his hand seems to be a treasure, but if he doesn't have a strong strength, it's just a bunch of trouble."

Kongwen was a monk in the end, and his mentality quickly calmed down, and he glanced back lightly, and then went down the mountain with his sleeves.

Unexpectedly, he hadn't taken a few steps yet.

A group of anxious villagers appeared in front of him, and at the forefront was a dark-skinned farmer, who was carrying a little girl on his back and rushing desperately up the mountain.

When I saw Kong Wen and others who were about to go down the mountain.

In the eyes of the villagers, a strong color of hope suddenly emerged.

"I'll just say that I saw the empty news elder of the Zen Spirit Temple coming up the mountain in the morning!!"

One woman said, excited.

The rest of the people were also excited.

"Great, great."

"Iron pillar, there are high monks of Zen Ling Temple here, Er Ya will definitely be saved!"

"Absolutely!"

The one who was called the iron pillar was the swarthy farmer who carried the little girl on his back.

When he saw the empty news, he hurriedly rushed to this side.

Seeing this, Juexin and the others frowned slightly.

But in the next second, the cropper man knelt directly in front of Elder Kongwen.

"Master, help! Help!! ”

He was so anxious that tears welled up.

Elder Kongwen looked displeased: "What do you want to ask for, let's talk about it, what are you crying for?" ”

When Tie Zhu heard this, he quickly wiped away a handful of tears, hugged the girl in his arms, and said to make a long story short:

"Master, this is my daughter Erya."

"She went to the river this morning to help wash clothes, accidentally fell into the river, and after being rescued by the people on the shore, she spit out a few mouthfuls of water, thinking that she would be fine."

"But for some reason, she couldn't wake up."

"Her breathing is still there, and I also asked the old doctor in the village to see it, the choking is not very serious, and she was rescued in time, but she just can't wake up."

"The old man in the village said, it is estimated that he has suffered an evil spirit, and I didn't believe it at first, but you can see my daughter on her back."

As he spoke, Tie Zhu rolled up the clothes on the little girl's back.

There, there was a hideous face of dark blue!

"Master, was this pulled by the water ghost to be a substitute for the dead ghost?"

The villagers who came with Tie Zhu on the side asked one after another, their faces full of nervousness, but also full of curiosity.

Kongwen didn't say a word, his brows furrowed slightly, and he stretched out his hand and touched the black mark on the hideous face.

In the next second, he shrank back, and in the depths of his eyes, a touch of horror appeared, and he secretly exclaimed:

"What an eerie vibe!"

"This, this, this...... Where is this ordinary water ghost? ”

"I'm afraid this is a powerful evil!"

Kongwen was a little apprehensive.

And his expression, when Tie Zhu saw it in his eyes, instantly panicked.

"Master, what the hell is going on? You...... Can you save it? ”

"I ......"

Kongwen's face changed slightly, and he said:

"Save ...... Nature can be saved. ”

"But it must be in the Zen Ling Temple, with the help of the Buddhist Sect, so that the old man can save him."

"But looking at her like this, she shouldn't be able to go back to the temple......"

Speaking of this, Kongwen pretended to sigh regretfully, saying that he couldn't help.

When Tie Zhu heard this, he immediately panicked.

"Master, master, you can think of a way, I am just this one daughter, I can't lose her......"

"Please, as long as you can save my daughter, I promise you whatever you want me to do."

"Please save my daughter!!"

Tiezhu howled and cried, his swarthy face full of tears.

Kongwen is indifferent in his heart.

Let's not say that I can't save it, even if I can really save it, what benefits can a farmer give himself?

"I said donor, isn't there a Taoist priest on this mountain?"

"This kind of thing, look for him."

On the side, Juexin suddenly spoke, with a bit of sarcasm in his tone.