It's night.

The moon hangs high.

Radiant as water.

Gentle and quiet.

The little monk in the round mirror is sitting under a pagoda in the bamboo forest, meditating with his eyes closed.

It's just that it can be seen from the frowning brow of the round mirror that his mood is not calm.

Sweat slid down his forehead.

Yuanjing opened his eyes, stood up, took two steps in anger, and kicked a stone on the ground with one kick.

"Damn...... I can't even get involved in such a big matter as the evil Buddha's incarnation! The Jishan controversy is such a big thing, and it is also said that I am not as good as that stupid goose......"

As he spoke, Yuanjing remembered the scene where he was pushed out of the distance by Han Feng with a palm under the Hongyuan Pagoda.

Thinking like this, Yuanjing became even more angry.

"Hmph! If the Future Chapter of Maitreya is handed over to me to cultivate! I must be stronger than that Han Feng! When the time comes, I will be the one who saves the Buddha Sect!"

Yuanjing was so angry as he spoke that he didn't even notice that there was a person standing behind him.

Looking back, I was taken aback.

"Uncle Zhijing, why are you here?"

Yuanjing was frightened and took a step back, and then his mind raced.

"Did you hear me......?"

Monk Zhijing did not show the slightest reproach, but gently stepped forward and touched the bald head of the round mirror:

"Yuanjing, Uncle Shi understands your feelings too well, with your talent and talent, whether it is the candidate for the Jishan Controversy or the Future Chapter of Maitreya in Bosa, it should be yours, right?"

Yuanjing is not a fool, of course, he can feel that Monk Zhijing's performance is very wrong, and he takes a step back more vigilantly, and looks at Zen Master Zhijing suspiciously:

"Uncle Shi, what do you want to say? Yuanjing was speechless for a while, and he will definitely reflect on the Little King Kong Temple, and ask Uncle Shi not to punish ......"

"Punishment? Why should I punish you? People just want to fight for something for themselves, and the things are there, and if you don't fight, others will take them. ”

The more Zen Master Zhijing's voice spoke, the more demagogic it became, making people feel as if he was giving a speech...... Or MLM......

The round mirror looked around left and right, there was a collapsed pagoda in the bamboo forest, and there was a newly built one, and the vicinity was empty, not suitable for escape.

And, what he said...... There seems to be some truth to that......

thought it made sense, but Yuanjing still refused to admit it:

"Uncle Zhijing, don't say it anymore, our Little King Kong Temple is not a place where there is no distinction between right and wrong, good and evil...... The so-called drink and peck are all cause and effect......"

In the middle of speaking, the round mirror stopped.

Because the Zen master Zhijing in front of him took out a jade box from his sleeve and opened it.

The fragrance of the leisurely elixir wafts in the bamboo forest.

Seeing that Yuanjing's gaze was attracted by the elixir in his hand, Zen Master Zhijing nodded smugly:

"This is the [Dharma Nirvana Pill], after taking it, you can awaken one of the three Dharma seals, if the little monk is interested, I will give it to you. ”

The mind of the round mirror changed with the precious light that floated away from the elixir.

"This ...... If there is no merit, how could Uncle Shi suddenly give me Baodan......"

"For no reason," Zen Master Zhijing smiled incomprehensibly, "It's just that I want Zen Master Yuanlu to rest for a few days, and I have no intention of acting for the Zen Forest, and then I will temporarily replace the Zen Forest to satisfy the wish of the poor monk." ”

The round mirror took his mind back from Bao Dan, but he sobered up a lot, took two steps back again, and smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth:

"Uncle Shi really treats me as a child, but Master Yuan Lu brought me to the Zen Forest, but he is considered an outsider, and the temporary Zen Forest is only replacing the Fazun for two days, you said it so easily, don't you want me to plot against the elders of the master's sect?"

Zen Master Zhijing was not annoyed by Yuanjing's words, but continued to bewitch in a deep voice:

"Little monk, don't think about it so much, just ask how many golden opportunities you can have in life, if you can grasp it this time, after taking Baodan, you will be able to be with Chengxin for a long time, and it is unknown to achieve the position of the lord of the Northern Buddha Gate in the future~"

Immediately afterwards, Zen Master Zhijing took out a jade plaque.

"In addition, I can also give you the secret transmission of the ancient Buddhism - "Practicing the Six Paramitas", just imagine, you who have mastered the ancient Buddhism, are not officially the all-powerful ones that my Buddhism pursues?"

"Almighty......" Zen Master Zhijing's voice has a little demagogic energy, and a few simple words make Yuanjing's consciousness a little blurred.

But...... Although his thinking has become very slow, Yuanjing still understands some simple things......

"The Six Paramitas...... It is the secret method of the ancient Buddha Sect [Altruistic Sect]! The Altruistic Sect has been destroyed by the evil Buddha! You are ......"

Zen Master Zhijing's face suddenly became weird, with a little green, and he smiled evilly.

"Well, there are some things that don't need to be too obvious. ”

"Well, think about it, you don't have to give anything, you only have to let others bear it, and you get what you didn't get before...... You can...... Use them to get back what is rightfully yours!"

Under the psychology of fear, the round mirror was said to be a little shaken......

"I ......"

Zen Master Zhijing continued to bewitch, and his face was distorted like in a ghost movie:

"And, ah, so you can get in touch with the Evil Buddha...... Think about it, all the other Buddhas have to face the pressure of that supreme being, but you don't, you can be the victor who protects the Buddhas...... You were the living Buddha at that time...... The supreme honor and all the prostrations will be yours!"

"Honor...... Living Buddha ......"

The round mirror was a little moved.

At this time, the sound of thunder and thunder sounded in the forest.

"Scum!When are you going to talk about it!?"

Zen Master Yuanlu held a Zen staff and walked out of the shadows.

A break was like a thunderbolt of Buddhism.

The monk and Zen Yun walked out without knowing the solution.

This was followed by dozens of Zen monks.

Shi Binghong and Nian Qingliang took the four first Golden Buddha Temples, and there were many warrior monks guarding the Zen Forest here.

Zen Master Yuanlu realized the hidden technique of Buddhism, and it was not until now that the technique was lifted that the figure appeared.

Zen Master Zhijing originally thought that he had been selling in private just now, but he didn't expect to be watched all the time, and his expression suddenly became hideous.

......

"Boom!!"

A violent tremor erupted in the Zen forest.

Han Feng didn't have any special reaction to this.

Zen Master Yuanlu had already informed himself during the day that the Buddhism was going to clear up the civil strife tonight, which was nothing unusual.

Not only was there nothing unusual, but Han Feng also planned to take this opportunity to leave.

What do you say waiting for the Dharma Venerable to get out...... This is also a good thing...... I don't really believe it, so it's better to withdraw first...... When the time comes, let Li Shenzhou, Wu Xingyun, and Lu Xiaofeng find a way to solve the disadvantages of demonic qi together, which may not be inferior to Buddhism.

Han Feng, who was originally sitting cross-legged in the bamboo forest north of the Compassion Zen Forest, stood up and patted the dust on his body.

But...... Right now.

An inexplicable aura appeared in the induction of "The Son of Heaven's Hope for Qi Technique".

Han Feng followed the senses and looked over, and Elder Zhifa was smiling strangely at him.

"It's so late, and Master Han hasn't slept yet. ”

The true qi in Han Feng's body moved, and the Jinghai knife appeared in his hand.

"It's nothing, I can't sleep...... Didn't the Zen master of Zhifa also sleep...... Are you thinking about how to kill me?"

However, the next scene made Han Feng a little unacceptable.

Elder Zhifa smiled treacherously at Han Feng, took out a dagger from his arms, and slashed his abdomen.

Blood splattered ......

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