Chapter 162: Who's Better?

"So, is it the Buddha's fault or my fault?"

Ye Chen asked again, the old monk knew that he was wrong, and he recited the Buddha's name in his mouth, but he did not answer positively.

"Good, good!" After a few breaths, the old monk slowly lowered his head: "The words of the holy master, there is no fault, the old man will naturally go to the heart of degree." ”

Ye Chen nodded lightly: "It's not that I'm talking like a spring, it's that the master wants to temper me, and it's not easy." ”

"Although I haven't entered the gods now, I am worthy of the power of the Buddha, the Buddha, and the Buddha." Ye Chen smiled and pointed in the direction of the thatched house and said, "Master, look! ”

When the old monk heard this, he looked towards the grass house, and saw that on the stone table not far from Ye Ling'er and the others, there were three people sitting Shi Shiran drinking tea and chatting.

As if sensing his gaze, one of the men looked at him and grinned at him.

But this seemed to release a kind smile, but in the eyes of the old monk, it was full of danger.

Facing the man's eyes, the old monk's divine seal also began to tremble, and a fear that reached the soul rose in his heart, this feeling was as if he was being targeted by the Heavenly Dao.

"Great Terror!" Frightened in his heart, the old monk didn't dare to look at it anymore, hurriedly lowered his gaze, and slowly retracted it.

"Good, good!"; The old monk recited the Buddha's name, and was glad that he was fortunate to go to the second temple of Shikong Burning Industry, if he didn't go directly, not to mention the three great horrors, even one of them could make him return to the West in an instant.

This also made him give up the last trace of wanting to kill Ye Chen, first, as Ye Chen said before, he is not reasonable, and the Buddha is not reasonable.

Second, he can't beat it, there's nothing to try, and if he can't beat it, he can't beat it.

"What does the master think?" Ye Chen chuckled and poured him hot tea, and the old monk was also calm, taking it all down, and not afraid that Ye Chen would give him another drink.

Of course, he thought that Ye Chen would not do this, and now Ye Chen was in his impression, hmm......

It seems that he understands the Buddha's principles better than his Buddha, and he has more compassion.

Understanding Buddhism, he learned in the Second Temple of Burning Industry Shikong, he did not do it as soon as he came, but the reason for the temptation was because he received the advice of Master Hanging and Master Mingkong in the Second Temple.

He discussed the Dharma with the two masters before the Buddha, and although the two masters were not as high as his cultivation, the Buddha could always suppress him.

The reason made him marvel, epiphany, and disbelief.

And when he asked where the reason came from, the two masters only told him two words: "Dust Emperor!" ”

When he asked who the Dust Emperor was, the Hanging Master said, "Who is the senior brother, who is the Dust Emperor!" ”

He suddenly realized that this Emperor of the Dust was the Holy Master, so he opened his eyes and found this place.

"Dare to ask the Holy Master, where is the true Buddha?" The old monk's question is not difficult, but really solving, because the etiquette he holds is the power of his disciples.

Seeing the confusion flashing in his eyes, Ye Chen laughed: "The master is a Buddhist monk, how can he ask a person where the real Buddha is?" ”

Ye Chen said and shook his head with a chuckle: "I don't know!" ”

The old monk did not show disappointment or joy at his answer, and then asked, "Dare to ask the Holy Master, how did you become a Buddha?" ”

The confusion in his eyes became heavier and heavier, Ye Chen squinted and smiled and slowly shook his head: "I don't know!" ”

As he spoke, he got up, patted the dirt on his buttocks, rolled up his trouser legs, pulled the hoe and walked to the place where he was ploughing, and groaned softly:

"Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where is the dust!"

The old monk was stunned, staring at Ye Chen's back, and kept muttering in his mouth, then he heard Ye Chen chuckle and said:

"Master, the disciple is in the prison of the Yu Dynasty, Master go and take a look!"

After saying that, he stopped talking, and after spitting on his hand, he dug up the ground with a sigh.

"Good, good!" The old monk saluted towards Ye Chen's back, and his figure slowly disappeared in place.

Seeing that the old monk was gone, two heads instantly came out from behind the peach tree, one big and one small, it was Wang Muning and Ye Xi'er.

Ye Xi'er pulled up her skirt and hurriedly ran to Ye Chen: "Dad, is this the master of the little bald donkey?"

"yes!" Ye Chen landed on the ground without raising his head, while Ye Xi'er blinked her big eyes, her small mouth was the same as a little cherry: "Didn't he come to kill you, why didn't he do it?" ”

Ye Chen paused, and said angrily in the next second: "You are so expecting me to be killed?" ”

He straightened up and pinched Ye Xi'er's little nose: "Your mother really beat you, you should be beaten!" ”

Ye Xi'er patted his hand a few times in pain, and when he let go of his hand, Ye Xi'er touched her nose and said, "Aren't I curious?" ”

"With your grandmother here, don't say an old monk, even ten of them can't kill your father!"

Wang Muning in the back chuckled, "But your father still has some ability, since he became a heavenly mechanic, he has a lot of skills in fooling people." ”

"Go, go, go......" Ye Chen waved his hand, "I call this a real learner, what is a fool of people, don't talk if you don't understand." ”

"You've got it!" Wang Muning was disdainful: "Didn't you just fool the old monk away, you are really talented." ”

Ye Chen shook his head and smiled: "I let him go to Yu Chao Prison, but I didn't fool him away. ”

He said and smiled at Ye Xi'er: "When you beat that little monk, did a golden light appear in the sky?" ”

Ye Xi'er's eyes widened: "Who did you help him?" ”

Ye Chen did not admit or deny it: he smiled instead: "The Buddha wants to kill me, how can I bear it?" ”

"Since the Buddha does not let me be at peace, I will let the Buddha not be at peace." Ye Chen didn't know what he thought, and an unclear smile appeared on his face:

"I want to see if you cover the sky with one hand, or if I have a better move!"

Ye Chen's appearance really made Ye Xi'er excited: "Dad, just talk to me!" ”

"Don't say it, don't say it!" Ye Chen looked in the direction of Yu Chao, his face seemed to be smiling, but it was not a smile.

Wang Muning kept shaking her head when she saw it, Ye Chen was young and frivolous, he did it when he encountered something, he was calculated and wandered around, and he was always played with in applause.

Today's Ye Chen is different, he does not move in Daochen Mountain, but he knows everything about the world.

The little chess piece who was struggling back then now also has the ability to control the chessboard, which also means that he is not far from jumping out of the chessboard.

When he becomes a chess player, the world is just a palm!

On the other side, Ye Ling'er stood beside the wooden barrel, constantly paying attention to Song Wencheng's situation.

Tang Yin added a handful of spiritual fire from time to time, staring worriedly, and Song Wencheng in the bucket had become unrepresentable.

A bucket of green liquid had turned blood-red, Song Wencheng's face was pale, he didn't know how many times he had fainted and how many times he had woken up.

For him, just a quarter of an hour is no less than a few decades.

Ye Ling'er had warned him before, and he had roughly thought about how much pain it was in his heart, but when this pain really hit, he knew that he had completely underestimated it.

The real broken bones are recast, and the meridians are directly shattered into nothingness, and the recasting is shattered, circulating all the time.

"Whoosh......" A green light struck, rushing into Song Wencheng's body, and in the next second, he heard Bai Mo laughing not far away:

"This kid is good, the mortal body suffers from the pain of broken bones and broken menstruation, but he doesn't even shout."

"If you don't die in the future, you will definitely be a party of pride."

Bai Mo's words made Ye Ling'er smile, what Yu Chao lacked now was Tianjiao.

At that time, they were already called seniors, just like Lu Zizhen and Lu Ziyu, who were already known as the two true monarchs of the Lu family, the seniors.

The current Tianjiao generation, they are no longer counted, Tang Yin, Song Wencheng, Ye Xi'er and other juniors are the main force.

"Chengzi, have you heard it, even the ancestors have praised you, you have to hold on." Tang Yin slapped him twice in the face.

Ye Ling'er's face instantly turned cold, Tang Yin scratched the back of his head and smiled: "I'll give him a refreshment!" ”

I don't know if it's the credit of Tang Yin's two slaps, or the credit of Bai Shuji's qi, Song Wencheng's face is also a lot ruddy, and the last bit of bone veins in his body was broken.

"The next step is to reforge the body!" Ye Ling'er reminded solemnly, and then took out a jade slip, and the jade slip instantly rushed into Song Wencheng's mind.

"This is a set of heaven-level cultivation exercises, which are used to forge a Dao foundation for you." Song Wencheng didn't even have the strength to say two words of thanks.

Hurriedly memorized the exercises in his mind, and in the next second, he saw a white light in the direction of the field.

"Close your eyes and concentrate on the exercises!"

Ye Chen's voice came from the direction of the field, and then several black and white lights galloped in, burrowing into Song Wencheng's limbs, internal organs, and souls.

As time passed, a barrel of red liquid began to boil, and Song Wencheng's breath became longer and longer.

Those white lights drilled into all parts of the body, casting muscles and bones for Song Wencheng and building a dantian.

In the end, these forces converged, and Ye Chen's voice sounded again: "Gather your own spiritual power and go to the divine soul." ”

Song Wencheng hurriedly did so, gathered his spiritual power, and followed behind Ye Chen's power, and several powers all attacked towards the divine soul.

And at the junction between the soul and the body, a closed portal stands quietly, which is the vein.

"If you don't rush now, when will you wait?" Ye Chen scolded, fusing the power into Song Wencheng's spiritual power.

Song Wencheng was ruthless in his heart, and he gritted his teeth and slammed all his spiritual power into the portal.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise in the body, the portal was shattered instantly, and the white light was loud, and I saw a villain standing behind the door, grinning at Song Wencheng.

This villain is naturally the soul of Song Wencheng.

As soon as the portal was broken, the aura in the body was instantly unimpeded, flowing into the soul like a galloping river.

In a weekly cycle, the spiritual energy gathered in the dantian, and a drop of spiritual water fell into the dry spiritual sea, and Song Wencheng also broke through.

"Practice Qi once!"

He slowly opened his eyes, and saw Tang Yin looking at him with a smile, a bucket of blood and liquid medicine and mixture, now also turned into clear water.

Feeling the power in his body, Song Wencheng cried with joy, tears in his eyes, jumped out of the barrel and put on his clothes, and knelt down in front of Ye Ling'er and Bai Mo without saying anything.

"The younger generations thank the emperor, and thank you to the ancestors."

As he spoke, he shouted to Wang Muning and Ye Chen, who were invisible, in the distance: "Junior, thank you two god emperors!" ”

Everyone chuckled and shook their heads, only to hear Ye Chen's voice from the other side of the field: "Okay, get out, don't come if it's okay, it's annoying to see you little things." ”

"Go back and cultivate well, in a few days it will be the day when the ruins will be opened, and you all have to go in."

"Juniors obey!" Tang Yin and Song Wencheng hurriedly surrendered their hands, and in the next second, they saw Ye Xi'er flying over in the sky, obviously thrown over by Ye Chen.

"Take her with you, and she'll have to go!"

Ye Xi'er pursed her mouth, but she didn't dare to say no, she looked at it, so she ran to Bai Mo and the others, and packed all the melon seeds and pastries on the stone table.

She will take revenge on Ye Chen, let him hoe back without food, and starve him to death!

Packed a small package, put it on his shoulder, grimaced in the direction of Ye Chen, and then secretly ran down the mountain.

Ye Ling'er couldn't laugh or cry when she saw it, but Bai Mo and the others laughed and shook their heads constantly.

After saying goodbye to Bai Mo and the others, Ye Ling'er and the others also went down the mountain.

In the next period of time, she will not be idle, she has to prepare for the ruins and select talents.