Chapter 11: A Thousand Lines

The Buddha's light is gentle, but it is not without power, and it is completely much more powerful than ordinary attacks.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Zhan's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed incredibly: "You are also an immortal cultivator." ”

Because only immortal cultivators have the power of this mountain and sea.

Ordinary martial artists, no matter how high the realm is, cannot have such power, this is the difference between ordinary martial artists and immortal cultivators.

This is also the reason why no matter how strong a martial artist is, he will call him an adult after seeing an immortal cultivator.

Immortal cultivators?

Maybe!

But if it is more appropriate to call him a Buddhist cultivator, firstly, he was born in a Buddhist temple, and secondly, he is currently practicing Buddhism and cultivating immortals, and his body is full of Buddha light.

"Amitabha, if the donor is afraid, it's too late to stop. ”

Xinyuan's expression is serious, and with the power of the Buddha's light, the whole person is like a monk who has attained the Tao, a serious person, just looking at it like this, there is no sense of contrivedness at all.

Xiang Zhan did have scruples in his heart, he thought that Xinyuan was just an ordinary monk, but he didn't expect that he would be an immortal cultivator.

The back of the luck really TM.

Xiang Zhan couldn't help cursing in his heart.

If it was peacetime, he would not be afraid of a battle when he encountered an immortal cultivator.

But he fought with Shi Qianrou before, and now he hasn't recovered yet, it's okay for him to kill Shi Qianrou, and it is indeed a little difficult to face an immortal cultivator who is about the same strength as himself.

Originally, he wanted to stop, but he knew that Xinyuan's words made him have to bite the bullet and say: "The turtle grandson is afraid, if you want to fight, come if you want to, of course, if you kneel down and kowtow to apologize, maybe I can give you a chance to regret it." ”

"It's you who kneel down and kowtow to apologize, and I can give you a chance to stop. ”

Xinyuan didn't plan to do it, there was no way, he didn't even have a chance to fight, and if he fell off the chain, he wouldn't have a place to cry.

It's not cost-effective to work hard for a stupid woman.

"No, it's you who knelt down and kowtowed to apologize. Xiang Zhan said again and again.

"No, it's you who knelt down and kowtowed to apologize. "Xinyuan also said.

"It's you who get down on your knees. Xiang Zhan continued.

"You're on your knees. "The heart is far away.

"You kneel. Xiang Zhan said.

"You just kneel. "The heart is far away.

"You ......"

"You ......"

Neither of the two refused to let anyone, and Shi Qianrou next to him was speechless for a while, where is this the appearance of two immortal cultivators fighting, this is simply a market scoundrel fighting.

And this fight hasn't started yet, and one by one there is a hard mouth.

In the end, Xinyuan put his hands together again and said: "Amitabha, the little monk is a disciple of Buddhism, and he should not fight and kill, this time the little monk will let you go." ”

Half an hour passed, and Xinyuan really didn't know what to do, so he finally retreated.

"That's right, this son is from a famous family and doesn't have the same knowledge as you, a waste monk. ”

Xiang Zhan also backed down.

Originally, everything was going very smoothly, and even Shi Qianrou thought that the two of them would not fight again.

Who knows, at this time, Xinyuan's forehead burst with green tendons, and before Xiang Zhan could react, his body appeared in front of him the next moment, and he was angry while chasing him and beating him violently: "You TM is a waste, your whole family is a waste." ”

Xiang Zhan was stunned by him for the first time.

Where is this?

What am I doing here?

He wanted to react and resist directly, but when he wanted to take action, he sadly found that the only trace of true yuan left in his body had disappeared.

There was no way, he could only urge the life-saving charm, the Thousand Lines Talisman, and disappear in place in an instant.

Xin Yuan, who was fighting vigorously, punched down, but he missed, and when he reacted, he found that Xiang Zhan's body had already disappeared.

He blinked his eyes, a little cloudy.

How could this man disappear for no apparent reason?

Is there a ghost?

My heart couldn't help but shudder, and I felt a kind of eerie feeling in an instant.

"No, I'm a monk, even if there are ghosts, it's only the ghosts who are afraid of me. ”

Thinking about it like this, Xinyuan thought about it, and he didn't care about whether there were ghosts anymore.

It's just that how could this person disappear for no reason?

Could it be that someone saved him?

Perhaps there is only one possibility.

"I can run the monk, but I can't run the temple, and one day I will get the account back. ”

Xinyuan thought secretly in his heart.

Others say that women are careful, but he has been obsessed with the word waste, isn't that smaller than a woman's heart?

At this time, thousands of miles away, Xiang Zhan used a thousand lines of talismans to directly teleport to a rock mine.

What infuriated him the most was that as soon as he teleported here, he was surrounded by a pile of rocks.

Touch!!

Another stone fell from the top of his head and smashed straight towards the top of Xiang Zhan's head.

If this stone really hit the top of Xiang Zhan's head like this, it could really be buried deep in it.

With no choice, Xiang Zhan raised his fist without a trace of true yuan and blasted it out hard.

Touch!!

The fist hit the stone, and blood gushed out, but instead of being injured, the stone was torn apart by his punch.

Although the torn stone did not hit his head, it buried his body even deeper.

This made the anger in Xiang Zhan's heart rise even more.

"Who?"

Xiang Zhan's punch caught the attention of the workers who were mining in the mine.

After a while, several mine workers came over and saw him buried in the rock.

"How did you end up here, leave the mine here, this place is not for ordinary people to enter. One of the mine workers kindly reminded.

Before Xiang Zhan could speak, a soldier supervising the mine workers walked over.

The soldier picked up the whip in his hand and swung it at the workers.

"If you don't go to mining, what are you doing here?"

The workers left in disgrace and did not bother with any more business.

The soldier came to Xiang Zhan and said, "I don't care how you got into the mine, since you are in, you must not leave, and let me go to the mine together." ”

When Xiang Zhan heard this, his forehead was bruised, and the anger that had been forced in his body immediately rushed out.

"Look for death. ”

Although he lost his true yuan, but the immortal cultivator is an immortal cultivator after all, how can it be compared to an ordinary soldier, leaving the rock pile, he immediately directly choked the soldier's neck.

"Bastard, dare to kill the Praetorian Guard, kill him for General Ben. ”

After a while, Xiang Zhan was surrounded by a group of soldiers.

Xiang Zhan never thought that his dignified immortal cultivator would be so embarrassed by ordinary people, and he was immediately furious.

"Since you want to die, I will fulfill you. ”

Xiang Zhan was furious, and directly killed dozens of soldiers here with thunder methods, but he also made himself embarrassed because of this.

As soon as he got out of the mine, Xiang Zhan was furious, and shouted angrily in the direction of Jiangcheng: "Dead monk, you wait, I Xiang Zhan will not kill you and swear not to be a man." ”

In the past, where did he ever have such an embarrassed appearance, and all of this was brought by Xinyuan, and at this moment, his hatred for Xinyuan has reached an extreme stage of endless death.