Unknown mountains, a monk galloping through the forest.

"Little monk, you are endless, I said that I will not become a monk!"

Mo Wudao was carrying the purple bamboo sword, and the sword step magic method was activated, and in the blink of an eye, he jumped from the tip of one tree to the tip of another, and glared at Fan Xin behind him.

After a battle with Mao Zhuang, this little monk saw Mo Wudao's outstanding qualifications, and after in-depth contact, he found that Mo Wudao was actually born with a Taoist body.

The eyes that looked at Mo Wudao instantly turned into the eyes of an old pervert when he saw a peerless beauty, and he was so frightened that Mo Wudao was a dead soul!

"Mo Daoyou go slowly, you have a fate with my Buddha! If Daoyou is willing to worship my Great Compassion Sect, and I am willing to treat him with the courtesy of my senior brother, wouldn't it be happy for you and my senior brother to find the way to become a Buddha together!"

Mo Wudao roared angrily, "Lao Tzu said that he can't leave home! Who is rare to be your senior brother, little monk, don't bother me!"

"Amitabha! Mo Daoyou, please also consider it, my Great Compassion Sect is the top sect in the cultivation world, there are countless exercises in the sect, the aura is rich, and the Dharma Sword Method created by the Bodhidharma Patriarch is a superior method, Mo Daoyou is a sword genius, and he will definitely be able to carry forward my Buddhist Sword Technique!"

"Don't think about it, don't learn, don't! Don't agree!"

Mo Wudao rolled his eyes, as far as your Buddhist swordsmanship is concerned, in the list of swordsmanship in Shushan, it can't even rank in the top hundred, and you are embarrassed to use it to tempt me!

"Mo Daoyou, please think about it seriously!" The little monk of Fanxin was still not annoyed.

Mo Wudao didn't reply, his body turned into a sword light, and flew forward, but no matter how Mo Wudao accelerated, this Brahmanic monk still followed unhurriedly, and kept chattering in his mouth, letting Mo Wudao escape into the Buddha's door.

At this moment, Mo Wudao wished that he could use the Imperial Sword Flying Technique!

Walk with the sword, in the blink of an eye!

"Little monk, don't force me, force Lao Tzu to take out the Star Mark Sword and die with you!"

Mo Wudao was secretly ruthless in his heart, but he just thought about it casually, although the two had only been together for one night, Mo Wudao knew that this little monk was not bad-hearted, and his Buddhism was profound, and he was a friend worth making.

The only downside may be: chatter!

After flying for about a hundred miles, the two stopped at a hill.

Mo Wudao sat on the ground without any image, took out the wine gourd and poured a full mouthful, only then did he suppress the slight boredom in his heart, squinted at the solemn little bald head beside him, and said with an evil smile: "Little Master Fanxin, do you want to take two sips!"

To Mo Wudao's surprise, the little monk took Mo Wudao's wine gourd without changing his face, poured a sip, and smacked his lips after drinking, "Good wine!"

Mo Wudao's eyes widened, he looked up at Fanxin's smooth head, and said with a smile: "Little monk, although I am not a member of Buddhism, I know a little about the precepts of Buddhism, this monk must abide by the five precepts and ten virtues, and one of the precepts is not to drink!

Brahma Xin raised the wine gourd again and poured a sip, and after a while, he spewed out a mouthful of wine, "The four-point law contains, this drinking has ten more than thirty-six mistakes, many sins in the world, all use wine as a medium, the wise man draws inferences from one another, and then he knows the harm of wine, and Buddhism has established this precept."

However, the little monk has a Buddha in his heart, and he knows the dangers of wine, so he will not dare to get drunk indiscriminately and make his head confused, since he will not be rude after drinking, why can't he drink this wine!"

"Haha······ The little master really sees it through, and he will definitely become a big Buddha one day!"

Mo Wudao beckoned, snatched the wine gourd back, poured it himself, and then rolled his eyes and said, "Naturally, little monk, wait a while, I'm giving you a ring." ”

After speaking, Mo Wudao disappeared in place, swept towards the bottom of the mountain, Fanxin's eyelids jumped slightly, but he did not move.

Half an hour later, Mo Wudao's figure walked out from between the woods again, but there were a few more pheasants in his hands, and his hair and liver were all cleaned.

Build a pyre on the ground, drop a fireball to ignite, and put the pheasant on it, and the smell of meat spreads in a moment.

Mo Wudao took out some spices and sprinkled them on it, and said to himself: "This mountain forest is inaccessible, the environmental protection is very good, and the grass and spices have grown a lot, but it is cheaper for me." ”

The little monk sat cross-legged across from him, looking at Mo Wudao's series of movements with an indifferent expression, and he seemed to know what Mo Wudao was going to do next.

A few pheasants quickly turned golden brown, completely ripe, exuding an attractive fragrance, Mo Wudao swallowed his saliva, tasted it first, praised it secretly, and then handed one of the roast chickens to the little monk Fanxin.

"I often hear people say that wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart! Little monk, don't waste my hard work!"

The little monk smiled, took the roast chicken, took a bite, and praised without reluctance: "Mo Daoyou, good craftsmanship! Good understanding! Sure enough, I have a fate with my Buddha!"

"Uh······ Forget it if you have a fate!"

Mo Wudao's face stiffened, he gnawed on the roast chicken in his hand, and said secretly: This little monk has violated several precepts, but his face has not changed, his mind is not confused, and he is really extraordinary.

"Hehe······" At this time, the little monk smiled knowingly, took the wine gourd from Mo Wudao's hand, and took a sip before saying: "The little monk has now violated several Buddhist rules and precepts, what do you think, Mo Daoyou?"

After a pause, he said: "If Mo Daoyou is willing to enter my Buddhism, the little monk can drink wine and eat meat with you every day, and taste the fireworks in this world." ”

Mo Wudao is now really convinced of this little monk, and he refused: "Little monk, you really have profound Buddhism, admire! ”

Then he poured a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Your little monk is quite in line with my temper, although I don't have the opportunity to become a senior brother with the monk, it's still okay to be a friend." ”

"Hey!" Fan Xin sighed, his eyes showed a hint of pity, Mo Wudao was so determined to be unwilling to enter the Buddha Gate, he felt that it was a big loss!

"Since Mo Daoyou has made up his mind, the little monk will not say much! ”

"Haha, very good, very good!" Mo Wudao laughed, and finally got rid of this annoying little monk, and kept persuading himself to escape into Buddhism along the way, almost driving him crazy.

I don't want to fight this fight, and I can't shake it off! Now it's finally a stop!

Don't worry about this 'rebel' of the Great Compassion Sect bothering you.

However, when this little monk knows his true identity, he will probably be very depressed!

One is a disciple of the Great Compassion Sect of the Great Sect of the Righteous Path, and the other is a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, the first major sect of the Demon Dao!

I don't know if this little monk will have the same righteous and demonic views as those hypocrites!

"Come on, come on······ Little Master Fanxin, there is still a lot of wine, another glass! No, another pot ······"

Suddenly, Monk Fanxin's ears moved, put down the roast chicken in his hand, and looked vigilantly at the woods below the mountain.

"Someone is coming. ”

Mo Wudao was taken aback, let go of his divine sense to investigate, but he didn't find any movement, his face changed slightly, his state of mind was cultivated to the Yuan Infant Stage, and if he could avoid his divine sense search, the cultivation of the person who came was at least in the Yuan Infant Stage.

"The little monk is the disciple of the Great Compassion Sect, and those who come are also invited to show up. ”

"Haha, Great Compassion Sect, it turns out that the disciples of the Great Compassion Sect of the Righteous Path also eat meat and drink wine, what a big joke, hahaha······"

"Boss, I suspect it's a fake monk!"

"If it's a true monk, then we'll clean up the portal for the Great Compassion Sect. ”

There was a shaking between the trees, Mo Wudao's eyes were slightly raised, and in the blink of an eye, several figures walked out of the dense forest, and the person at the head looked rude and evil, and he was not a good bird at first glance.

The monk was not annoyed or ashamed, and indifferently folded his hands and saluted: "Amitabha, the little monk eats that wine and meat, but he is arguing with Mo Daoyou about Buddhism, please don't insult my Great Compassion Sect." ”

The visitor sneered, and a young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks mocked: "Big brother, you see that this little monk is really hypocritical, it is obvious that he is greedy for the desire of the tongue, violates the rules and precepts, and also argues the Dharma, and argues the Dharma with a sword cultivator?"

"Haha······" The crowd laughed in unison.

Mo Wudao slowly stood up from the ground, put away the wine gourd, squinted his eyes and swept over everyone, there were five people coming, all of them were men, and there were two of them who made him the most vigilant.

The evil man at the head, and a young man with a cold face behind him, he couldn't see through the other party's cultivation, and from these two people, he felt a dangerous aura.

Monk Fanxin smiled faintly, although he was ridiculed by everyone, he still said calmly: "There are three thousand avenues, different paths lead to the same end, each has its own merits, why can't you sit and talk about it!"

"Hmph!" The man at the head snorted coldly and put away his laughter, "Little monk, Lao Tzu doesn't care if you talk about it or not, I just want to know if the zombie in the Yin Wind Valley to the south was removed by the two of you." ”

Mo Wudao frowned slightly, seeing that these people were not good, in line with not wanting to cause trouble, wanting to deny it, but not wanting to Fan Xin nodded with a smile, and replied: "Yes, that murderous thing mutilated innocent people and sucked people's blood, and Mo Daoyou and I fought with it for hundreds of rounds before we could be subdued." ”

Mo Wudao sighed secretly, this little monk is really old-fashioned, and he is really a monk who doesn't speak!

But Fanxin had already admitted that it was useless for him to deny it, his footsteps moved slightly, and he secretly began to gather the true yuan, planning how to deal with it when the fight broke out.

"Sure enough, you did it!"

The man's face was happy, and then he sank, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Monk Fanxin, "So, the blood beads condensed in the zombie's blood pool are also on your hands!"

The other four people also moved their steps slightly, and their breath locked tightly on Mo Wudao and Fanxin.

"I'm sorry, everyone, that blood bead essence was detonated by that murderous thing, and the two of us didn't get any benefit. The little monk said the truth, but who would believe this.

The young man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks before scolded loudly, "You monk, you are so insincere, you clearly want to swallow that treasure privately, quickly hand over the blood bead, and then leave the storage ring, I will plead with the eldest brother, maybe I can let you live." ”

As soon as these words came out, Monk Fanxin's face also changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoists, what the little monk said is true, and Mo Daoyou can testify to it!"

Mo Wudao pursed his lips, glared at Fan Xin and said, "Little monk, are you really stupid or fake, they are blocking the road and robbing, and you are still talking nonsense with them." ”

The man at the head laughed, looked at Fan Xin and Mo Wudao sarcastically, and said with a smile: "Little monk, you can see the Tao better than you, that's right, we just want to block the road and rob." ”