"Oh, bold, little monk, I will read it out loud, what does it matter to you?"

The little monk of Huahai raised his eyebrows angrily, raised his hands above his head, crossed his fingers, and quickly formed a lotus handprint like a flywheel.

The three Buddha statues behind him were each three feet high, and with the seal of the little monk Huahai, a trace of terrifying power gradually emanated from the Buddha statues, which made Han Changming's eyelids jump non-stop.

At this time, the little monk's pure gold spiritual power in the middle stage of the knot pill was unreservedly emanated, and his whole body seemed to be made of gold, shining with golden light!

It turned out that this person was a single spirit root attribute of the gold system, which could be described as a gift, no wonder he could cultivate to such a realm at such a young age.

"Ha, you're just playing with your own mudras, aren't you afraid that I'll take the opportunity to sneak up on you?"

Han Changming looked puzzled, and said tentatively, he believed that the little monk would not make such a low-level mistake.

"Hey, are you teaching me to do things? The little monk has this 'Three Sages of the West' Dharma Protector behind him, you can just beat me and try it!"

"Ha, I see, then I won't attack!"

Han Changming said with a smile, decisively gave up the sneak attack, this little monk took the initiative to invite himself to beat him, although this unreasonable request should satisfy him, but Han Changming didn't want to fall for the other party's scheme.

"Shut up, who is talking to you, do you know that the style of painting has become a little strange? The little monk really didn't expect you to be so cautious, but doesn't it mean that the villains are all brainless to give away people's heads? Why do I think you are extremely cautious, it seems that I have to take the initiative myself." ”

The little monk Huahai said with some regret.

"Villain, little monk, you think you are decent, this is a crime of greed, you hate Confucianism, you are a crime of hatred, and you don't know what to do with me as a demon, this is another crime of obsession. You've collected all the three poisons of 'greed, hatred, and stupidity', are you going to collect all the 'five blessings' of a certain treasure in the next step? Are you embarrassed to say that I'm a villain? If I'm you, I'll slap myself to death with one palm, and I understand the applause!"

Han Changming said sarcastically, thinking that when he gave a lecture at the altar in Dishan, he had cultivated a good mouth, and now it came in handy.

Hearing Han Changming's words, the little monk Huahai was shocked all over, and subconsciously stretched out a palm to slap it on his forehead.

"No, I was almost demagogic by your demon, you want me to judge myself, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it!"

The little monk had a false alarm, and hurriedly withdrew his palm, at this time he stretched out an index finger and pointed behind him, pointing in the direction of the female bodhisattva in the three Buddha statues.

At this time, the little monk's face suddenly turned extremely pale, as if he had drained all the golden spiritual power from his body with just one finger.

"Nan Wu left to serve, the general trend to the Bodhisattva, supreme power, power at ease, beyond this demon!"

The little monk reluctantly chanted in his mouth.

Suddenly, I saw that the figure of the Bodhisattva of the Great Trend had condensed a lot, and the eyes of this Bodhisattva suddenly had a divine nature, and his eyes stared at Han Changming with a bright eye.

This one glance is dangerous!

But the authorities are fascinated, Han Changming not only did not feel dangerous, as if he felt very comfortable with the warmth of his whole body, this feeling made Han Changming suddenly drowsy, his eyelids became very heavy, he felt like a frozen stiff insect in winter encountered the warm sun, not only did not resist, but also took the initiative to let go of all precautions.

At this time, the 'human-faced dragon body' jade pendant that Han Changsheng hung around his neck suddenly became scorching and hot, which made Han Changsheng wake up!

"Oops!"

Han Changming secretly screamed, fortunately, Liang Chunzhen gave him this jade pendant back then, otherwise he would have died several times.

However, Han Changsheng didn't have time to think about it at this time, he suddenly turned his body to the side, and urgently avoided the heart position on his left chest, because his divine sense sensed that something was shooting towards his left chest, which was the location of his heart!

"Bang dang!"

An ancient 'prayer wheel' hit Han Changming's right chest, causing Han Changming's right chest to sink into it on the spot, and several ribs were broken in an instant.

Han Changming spurted a mouthful of blood on the spot, and the blood also contained a lot of internal organ fragments.

The power of this prayer wheel was really incomparable, and Han Changming was taken by people and knocked into a lake below, splashing monstrous waves.

"Hmph, the demon who can't measure his strength should have the consciousness of being killed!"

The little monk smiled crookedly, but his face was bloodless at the moment, and even his eyes were bloodshot.

With his cultivation in the middle stage of the Yudan, he spent eighty percent of his spiritual power to attack Han Changsheng by taking advantage of the general trend of the 'Three Sages of the West' to attack Han Changsheng, which was already a difficult move.

And just now, when Han Changsheng was trapped by the Buddha's light of the Great Trend Bodhisattva, he sacrificed the treasure of Lingtai Temple's Zhen Temple's 'Zhen Ling Prayer Wheel', and smashed all the remaining two layers of spiritual power into the prayer wheel, in an attempt to form a blow to Han Changsheng!

Now because his spiritual power is almost exhausted, the little monk of Huahai is no longer able to suspend in the void for a long time, so he landed on the shore and stood barefoot on the ground, while clasping his hands together, silently recovering his physical spiritual power, and staring at the lake that has regained calm.

After a while, the spiritual power in his body recovered slightly, but his face was full of doubt.

"Hmm, why did the corpse of the Confucian cultivator sink to the bottom of the water for so long and not come up yet?"

The little monk Huahai muttered to himself suspiciously.

So he made a Buddha seal with both hands, pointed to the surface of the lake, and recited in his mouth: "Zhenling prayer wheel, receive!"

But the lake was still calm, and he couldn't see Han Changsheng's corpse, nor could he see the treasure of Buddhism, the 'prayer wheel', which made the little monk feel a sigh in his heart and have a bad premonition.

But the prayer wheel was too important to be lost, so he moved lightly, tread the water, and walked to the lake.

He looked at the bottom of the lake through the water, but he didn't see anything, as if Han Changsheng and the prayer wheel were gone, which was really incredible.

That's it!

Suddenly there was a small paper boat under the little monk's feet, and this paper boat was just enough for the little monk to stand alone!

The paper boat that appeared out of thin air made the little monk's pale and bloodless face flash with surprise, and he was about to fly to the shore in a hurry, and then he was horrified to find that his body could not move at all, as if his feet were rooted.

At this time, a person suddenly appeared in front of the little monk, who was also standing on the water, although this person was a paper man, but his appearance was very similar to Han Changming, who was this not Han Changming?

"You...... I was hit by my soul prayer wheel, how could I still use spiritual power? It is said that villains are brainless and give people heads, I didn't expect to meet such a hot villain today!"

The little monk exclaimed.

Han Changming's paper man grabbed the struggling prayer wheel with one hand, and the other hand was casting a spell to convey the source power to the paper boat, but the paper man himself was trapped by the six-character mantra engraved on the prayer wheel's body, 'Om, Ma, Why, Horn, Mi, Moo', resulting in the inability to use spiritual power.

Fortunately, Han Changsheng's other identity is a paper pill monk, so the source power in his body is not affected by this six-character mantra.

"It's tricky, it's not spicy, I almost lost your hand at first, I Han Changsheng never owes favors, I like to exchange courtesies, you trapped me with Buddha light at first, I naturally want to treat each other with courtesy!"

Han Changming seemed to be talking to himself, as if he was chatting with the little monk about family life.

But these words fell on the ears of the little monk, but it gave birth to indescribable terror in his heart, he struggled hard, trying to fly away, but he didn't have much spiritual power in his body and couldn't move at all.

"I have a secret method, which was created by a Confucian female cultivator surnamed Xie, which I learned in the library of the academy, and now it is just right for you to increase your literary knowledge. ”

Han Changming's eyes flashed, the aura on the little monk's body was now very weak, and after summoning the Great Momentum Bodhisattva at first, the phantom behind him had been shattered, and at the same time, the little monk's cultivation had fallen to the early stage of the knot.

"I never wanted to throw away a piece of paper,

Always keep,

Stacked into one tiny boat after another,

Grandson, if you see a very small white boat in your dream,

Don't be surprised that it falls asleep for no reason.

This is your beloved grandfather with tears in his eyes, thousands of rivers and mountains,

Ask it to return with grandpa's love and sorrow. 」

"Ahh......h Shut up. ”

Under the attack of the Confucian secret method, the little monk had a splitting headache, and he actually stretched out a palm and slapped it heavily on his own head!

This palm destroyed the gold and stone, and slapped his own head melon like a broken watermelon, and the white 'melon flesh' inside flew everywhere!

even shattered his golden pill and three souls and seven spirits.

In the end, the little monk's body was shattered into blood foam, and the remains were sprinkled in the lake.

"Uh...... Why did you suddenly cut yourself? I'm just reading you a poem. ”

Han Changming said expressionlessly, it is better for the little monk to cut himself, so he has to kill him by himself.

Han Changming actually had no grievances with this little monk of Huahai, but this little monk couldn't help but say that he was dead, which made Han Changming, who admired 'courtesy and exchange', how could he bear it?

It's just that I didn't expect that the little monk would choose to cut himself off when he was at a disadvantage.

With the death of the little monk and the body, the prayer wheel in Han Changming's hand struggled more violently, trying to escape, and at the same time, there was a ticking sound from inside the prayer wheel, as if it was transmitting and sending coordinates to the distance.

"Hmph, it broke several of my ribs, and I still can't run?

Han Changming shouted, and a turtle shell suddenly flew out of the storage bag, which was the ancestral turtle shell.

There was a sound of a boy yawning in the turtle shell, and the turtle treasure woke up, it was really a thousand-year-old turtle with a thousand-year-old king, and it would take decades to sleep in one sleep.

"Turtle Bao, I'll give you a wave drum to play with!"

Han Changming looked at the turtle shell with a kind eye that cared for children, as if he could see the turtle treasure inside through the turtle shell.

"Fart, when I'm not educated? Isn't this the prayer wheel of Buddhism, and this magic weapon is not ordinary at first glance, since this is the case, then borrow me to train and train!"

Suddenly, a light came from the turtle shell, and the prayer wheel flew into the turtle shell, and then the turtle shell automatically flew back into the storage bag.

No matter how strong this prayer wheel is, it will send a message again, once it enters the turtle shell, it will be isolated from the world, and there is no need to be afraid of it revealing its whereabouts.

At this time, Han Changming stretched out his palm and grabbed it on the surface of the lake, and ingested a storage bag floating on the lake into his hand, and then Han Changming used all his strength to escape and escaped.

He killed a young genius of Buddhism and took away the prayer wheel, so the old monk of Lingtai Temple must not fight with himself?

If you don't flee with all your strength at this time, it is estimated that it will not be too late!

Just after Han Changming escaped a pillar of incense, suddenly an indescribable terrifying Yuan Infant Coercion descended here, and just the coercion caused the landslides to crack, the mountains and rocks rolled down, and the plants and trees were broken!

But this Buddha monk searched for a while on the shore, but found nothing, suddenly he seemed to feel something, and his figure flashed to the sky above the lake, he stretched out his hand, and the wreckage of the little monk Huahai who fell in the lake flew out of the water.

"What?

A look of shock flashed on the face of the Yuan Infant Buddha Xiu Gu Jing Wubo.

"Can Hua Hai's little nephew commit suicide in the head of the house "Three Holy Merits of the West", could it be that the murderer is a certain old monster in his infancy?"

The Yuan Infant Buddha was muttering to himself, and at the same time, he expanded his divine sense, trying to find the murderer, but in the end, he found nothing.

Not long after, a news that shocked the Xia Kingdom's immortal cultivation world came out: "The closed disciple of the old abbot of the Yuan Infant Stage of the Lingtai Temple in Diqiu City, the little Zen master of Huahai, fought against a certain Yuan Infant Old Monster and was invincible, in order to avoid humiliation and maintain the reputation of Buddhism, he actually chose to take the initiative to solve the army and enter the reincarnation! Anyone who can provide clues to the murderer, the Lingtai Temple will give tens of millions of spirit stones as a reward!"