One after another, the monks sensed the fluctuation of mana and came towards the city one after another.

"Hey, hey, why do I feel a lot more lonely than I imagined?" Ji Gu touched his head, he only had one arm left, but his spiritual head was still very good, and as a monk who was more like a gentleman, he was very familiar with the disciples of those various sects. Kigu has very few friends, but it's convenient to make the kind of friends you know quickly.

Li Taiji, a disciple of Duobao Daoren, who also loves to make friends, came to Gongyi City with a hot heart at that time, but he also came to Gongyi City with the Yaguan monks, and the two of them knew each other, but after the Wenxian Fight, Li Qingshan thought that Tang Qian and they had done a very powerful thing, and then rushed to a kind of great monk, blushing and saying loudly, I want to see a few monks who have saved Yaguan or even half of the cultivation world.

Ji Gu laughed at the time, saying that Li Qingshan might not be very angry with Tang Qian.

I don't have any friends in Ji Gu, and my temper with Tang Qian is with me.

This was the first thing he said to Li Qingshan.

The two really became friends after coming and going, Li Qingshan's cultivation is not good, and his spells are not clever, but Ji Gu, who is the top group of monks in the entire Quartet Realm, still likes this upright stupid boy very much, and he and Li Qingshan will also say some real heartfelt words: "Your master Duobao Dao is such a waste of firewood, and the two of you walked in all directions without being killed, it is estimated that it is largely because your kid is humble and others have no bad feelings." ”

At that time, Li Qingshan dared to raise his head suddenly, and said stiffly: "You can't say that you are a master if you are a high cultivator." ”

Now Ji Gu looked at Li Qingshan, but Li Qingshan bowed his head and did not speak.

Tang Qian couldn't help but say, "It doesn't seem right." ”

Another disciple of the Great Sect suddenly said, "It's the traitor who has returned. ”

There was another person behind him who answered: "The scum of Buddhism." ”

There are actually many sects of Buddhism, but there is only one person who is the most famous among these thousand monks.

A lifelong monk.

Ji Gu's ears were sharp, his figure flashed, and he lifted the first monk up with only one arm: "I can't pretend not to hear, the master of his life is desperately coming with monsters on the battlefield of seizing the sky, what have you done?" He didn't have a second hand to lift the second person, but a long snake tail had already stretched out behind him, and he was also lifted by tying the neck of the second monk who spoke in a strange way.

"I've been in there for too long, but I haven't used a spell. The huge python, which didn't know where to hide on Kigu's body, poked its head out of his shoulder, spitting out snake letters, and looked at the two people.

It's as if you're going to attack at any moment.

"Lord Kigu. The lifelong monk smiled bitterly: "You will make the little monk more like a bad person, why don't we listen to them?"

There was a loud noise here, and the two monks who were brought up were not small, and there were already monks from the same sect who were shouting and shouting, and the words were all about the traitors of the Wuna, and they didn't let go of my senior brother.

More monks are silent.

It's just that there is some complexity in the eyes of the monk who has looked at him all his life.

"What kind of bad wind is blowing today. Hua Su asked a little strange, something seemed to have happened when they were away.

She just closed her eyes and sensed the mana in the city.

Two others did the same.

"Zen Master of the Right Path. Tang Qian said.

"Something happened to Master. The lifelong monk also bowed his head.

The name seemed to stir up a thousand waves with one stone, and the silence among the monks was completely broken by this name.

"Obviously an old thief of the righteous path! No, he doesn't even deserve the name of the righteous path!"

"The lives of my master and brother were killed by this old thief!"

"The image of this so-called monk is fake, I'm a scumbag with monsters, snakes and rats. ”

"Am I back in a bunch of monster dens, so noisy. Lu Buwei shook his head, he was miserable, he died twice, and his cultivation was even more suppressed by the Heaven Conquering Battlefield, he looked at his hand and felt something: "Strange." Then he smiled and said, "The guy who can solve the problem is here." ”

"Quiet. "One Taoist, one word.

Heaven and earth are lonely.

It's Zhong Tianshi.

At this time, only the monk who spoke was also a returning monk, and the other one who walked up to the city together was a very sloppy Taoist in dress, which was in stark contrast to Zhong Tianshi, who was neatly dressed next to him, and he even showed his chest, but his face was not very good.

Northern Underworld.

"It's rare to see the expression of the old man of the North Hell. Hua Su asked if the actual age was much older than the Northern Underworld, but she had always called the Northern Underworld a little older.

Does anyone have duplicity?

"The righteous Zen master passed away a day ago. This was the first sentence of the Northern Underworld Daoist.

The surrounding monks looked angry, as if it was because of the title of Zen Master of the Righteous Path, but none of them spoke.

"Then he left a letter, which is considered a suicide note, probably left for you, but the content of it was changed by people with a heart and circulated, so many people now think that your master is a traitor to the human race. The Northern Underworld Daoist took out a letter from his big sleeve: "The letter is in my hand, this is your master's suicide note, so we are actually not qualified to know the contents together, you have just returned from the battlefield of seizing the sky, you must be very tired, rest more, this letter, I will give it to you, when you want to see it, it's up to you." "The Northern Underworld Daoist has already handed over the letter.

The lifelong monk looked at the Northern Underworld Daoist, and everyone understood that if there was really no problem with this content, the Northern Underworld Daoist would read it aloud directly, or show the content to everyone, and the lifelong monk would definitely not stop reading it here because he was tired.

In the final analysis, it is still the people of the Northern Underworld who want to protect the monks for life.

The outstretched hand of the Northern Underworld Daoist was still in the air.

The lifelong monk shook his head: "Seniors, help read it, I want to hear it too." ”

His words actually broke Zhong Tianshi's subtle words, even if Zhong Tianshi was not a serious static word......

"I didn't expect that. Zhong Tianshi raised his eyebrows.

Then a second person said before the spell was completely over, "No."

Is it because good people have always experienced some unfair things?"

The person who spoke was Tang Qian.

Zhong Tianshi just glanced at him and nodded slightly.

He wasn't affirming what Tang Qian said.

No one noticed the movement of the two, and after the monks were able to speak, the city was noisy again.

The hand of the Northern Underworld Daoist was taken back again, and he said, "Put the letter here first, and we will ...... another day."

"I insist. But the lifelong monk said, "Please read it." ”

The people of the Northern Underworld looked at the lifelong monk, and the eyes of the lifelong monk were very clear.

The Northern Underworld Daoist sighed and said, "Okay. ”

He pulled out the letterhead, which was not a letter, but a voice.

The golden words flashed on the paper, and then the voice of the righteous Zen master came out.

"I have been a disciple all my life, but I have done something wrong for my teacher. That's the first sentence.

Hearing the voice of the deceased Zen Master, the surrounding monks fell silent.

"Hundreds of years ago, the teacher was not called a monk, but just an ordinary novice, who cleaned the mountain gate and dried the Buddhist scriptures every day in the Buddha country. There has been no progress in the practice for decades, and then for me who has been sixty and six, it is actually an extravagant hope, the limit is approaching, the so-called Buddha and Bodhisattva are already in the past, we worship the Buddha, worship the Buddha, but have never seen the Buddha, the Buddha will not bless me to live a long life, and I don't want to die. ”

This sentence is very plain, it is not a big truth, and even the voice of many monks, this is the truth of the monks' practice.

For immortality, for not dying.

"At that time, before the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha, there was an incense burner that I had never seen before, and one of the voices suddenly said, 'Do you want to practice?'"

The righteous Zen master ignored the incense burner, he thought that he was hallucinating, because there was a new novice beside him, and he was completely unaware of it, but the incense burner continued.

"You're dying, do you want me to teach you how to practice?"

The righteous path Zen master still ignored it until two days later, when he suddenly felt so tight in his chest that he couldn't breathe, and he collapsed in front of the Buddha statue while cleaning it.

And the incense burner still asked, "Do you want to practice? You can not die by cultivating, do you see that novice, that is what these old monks are going to use to replace you, if you die, you are dead, and no one will have any sentimentality." "Every word of the incense burner is a temptation to the righteous Zen master.

The righteous Zen master didn't want to die, so he said, "I'...... I want to practice. ”

The incense burner said, "My name is the Sea of Blood." ”

What a man who exists everywhere. Tang Qian thought that this kind of layout had never been seen for eternity.

"After the sea of blood passed on some mana to me, my body felt a lot better, and then I followed the way he said, every time I reached the time limit, I used his mana to break through to the next realm, but I knew that in fact, my mana came from the sea of blood, if he wanted to take it back, it was all in his thoughts, and after that, it was he who used his understanding of some Buddhism, through my so-called preaching, it will be carried

The supernatural powers and comprehensions of his magic hand were spread out so that he could use the hidden means therein, either to spy on the secrets of those monks, or to control them—"

When the voice in the letter said this, many of the monks could not help but curse.

However, the mana left by the righteous path Zen master is still at the level of a returning monk, and although the scolding of the monks around him is very loud, his voice can still easily reach the ears of all the monks.

"My whole life may have passed like this, spit lotus flowers every once in a while, preach the sky, spread the understanding of the sea of blood for cultivation, and then let him continue his terrible plan, for hundreds of years I have known that what he is best at is 'doing nothing', although the monk is under his control, he does not control it, although the monk under his control thinks he wants to do something, but this 'autonomy' is what the sea of blood wants the monk to complete, this is the most terrible thing about the sea of blood. I am leaving this letter now, thinking that it is also in the calculation of the sea of blood. ”

There was a sigh in the middle of the wooden city.

The Demon Ancestor said, "Are you sighing that you still haven't left?"

The voice of the sea of blood was in the incense burner: "I just didn't expect that the person who could understand me was a stupid person who I didn't even look at at it." ”

The narration of the righteous monk of the city of public defeat continues.

"Then I met my lifelong disciple. ”

(End of chapter)