"Hiss......" The snake hissed, and Bai Fu bit the monk's left wrist and injected all the remaining venom into his hand.

Bai Fu bit fast, hard and accurately, biting on the Daling acupoint, that is, the pulse gate, this acupoint is an acupuncture point on the hand syncope yin pericardium, the hand syncope yin pericardium meridian is connected to the heart, and the heart beats once, it will spurt out a large amount of blood.

The monk only felt that his entire wrist had been bitten through, and when he found that the blood was ejecting, he hurriedly sealed the Neiguan acupoint, that is, the acupuncture point on the Daling acupoint of the Yin Pericardium Sutra of the Hand.

"Hmm......" The monk's throat swelled, probably about to roar, but his neck was strangled by Bai Fu, and he only made a hoarse and unknown sound, and the true qi in his neck suddenly came out of his body, and he shook repeatedly, making Bai Fu's body loosen for a while.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the monk bit the tip of his tongue violently, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and recited Sanskrit in his mouth, which sounded like a six-character mantra.

Every mantra exit turned into a golden Buddha mantra, falling on the blood mantra spewed out by the monk, and the six-character exit, with a "boom", the blood mist suspended in the air suddenly turned into a golden flame and rushed towards Bai Fu.

"This flame is so terrifying!" Before the flames entered his body, Bai Fu felt a burning sensation, this burning sensation did not come from the body, but mentally, as if the soul was exposed to the scorching sun.

Buddhism does not cultivate life, but focuses on spiritual power, cultivating the golden body of the primordial god, and the attack will naturally target the monk's divine soul or primordial spirit. Like a monkey's knife and axe that is not injured, and the harmless hybrid element of thunder and fire does not damage the golden body, it can be seen that it is still being restrained by the tight spell. The combination of these six-character mantras and the fire spell cast by the blood on the tip of the tongue is obviously mainly aimed at the divine soul.

For this strange attack, Bai Fu wanted to avoid it, but he felt that this attack seemed to lock his soul, like a homing missile, he was afraid of chasing it, gritted his teeth, and decided to fight with the monk, squeezing his body hard, death entangled, and strangled madly.

It was too late, it was too fast, and the golden flame fell on Bai Fu's body in the blink of an eye, turning into a layer of bright yellow illusory flames, sticking to Bai Fu's body like maggots attached to the bones.

The scales and flesh felt only a little warmth, but the soul burned as if it had been burned by fire, as if it was about to melt.

"Hiss......" Bai Fu roared in pain, his eyes were red and dripping blood, and he frantically contracted and tightened his clothes, strangling hard.

"Click......" Under the pain of Bai Fu, the force of winding and strangling suddenly increased, and the sound of bone cracking was very crisp and obvious. The monk's face turned red, his muscles were exposed, his eyes were white, and his head was sticking out, as if he couldn't hold out for long. However, Bai Fu was not much better, after the initial outbreak, his consciousness began to be confused, and the strangulation strength began to slowly weaken, but the flames on his body were also weakening.

Unpredictable!

After a stalemate for four or five breaths, the flames on Bai Fu's body suddenly went out, and his spirit was much lighter, and he was about to get up and strangle the monk with all his might, but the monk suddenly fell to the ground stiffly.

Bai Fu felt it, and found that the aorta on the monk's neck had stopped beating, and after sensing it, he found that the monk's vitality was dead, and he couldn't help but slowly let go of his body.

The head was a little dizzy, the spirit was very poor, and he barely raised his head, Bai Fu found that the monk's skin was light purple and swollen, black blood flowed out of the seven orifices, and his tongue was stretched out of the mouth, knowing that under his venom and strangulation, the monk was really dead.

Confirming that the monk was dead, Bai Fu felt that countless Venus stars flashed in front of him, and his body was weak, and he almost fainted.

Laboriously got up from the monk, crawled to the side of the clothes as if drunk, regained his human form, picked up the clothes and put them on.

From the outside, Bai Fu did not show any signs of being burned by the fire, but his skin was a little red, but his eyes were not bright, and his expression was a little sluggish.

Picked up the blue blood sword, retracted it into the sheath, held it in his left hand, swayed to the side of the monk's corpse, and after groping, he got a magic robe, a string of red sandalwood prayer beads, a purple gold bowl for rice, a wooden fish, five taels of purple gold, a gold pestle, a volume of "Diamond Sutra", and a number of gold and silver.

"Damn, there is not even a pill to increase cultivation! There is no Buddhist cultivation method, is it the same as "Jiuyang Zhen", the exercises are hidden in the Buddhist scriptures?" Bai Fu was a little strange, but at this time, his mind was a little dazed, and he didn't think much about it, he rolled it all up with his magic clothes, lifted the heart of the dragon scale pine tree, picked up the luggage, and staggered away.

He stumbled back into the stone cave on the cliff wall, and before he could set up an early warning mechanism, he was dizzy and passed out directly.

Bai Fu didn't fall asleep for long, he woke up after a quarter of an hour, and after hurriedly setting up an early warning mechanism at the entrance of the cave, he immediately sat in circles, meditating and pranayama, and cultivating his spirit.

After practicing for more than two hours, Bai Fu replenished his mana and recovered some of his spirit, but he was still very tired.

"Before opening the Secret Mansion and becoming a God Refining Monk, the monk could not attract spiritual energy into the Hidden Mansion to nourish the spiritual damage of the divine soul, so he could only slowly cultivate...... It looks like I'm going to be in this cave for a while. After looking blankly at the gloomy sky outside the cave, Bai Fu took out his fur fur from his own bag, threw himself on the ground, and lay down.

For three days in a row, Bai Fu was groggy, and as soon as he fell asleep, he would have nightmares of burning himself with flames, and he would often wake up - this was because he was mentally damaged, restless, and injured by fire spells.

However, after three days of recuperation, Bai Fu's spirit has recovered a lot, his drowsy brain is not as dizzy as it was at the beginning, and he no longer has nightmares.

"Whew...... It's finally better!" Bai Fu stretched himself up, got up from the fur fur that had been lying for three days, and moved his body that was about to stiffen, and the bones all over his body clicked.

After moving his body, Bai Fu took out the "Diamond Sutra" he touched from the monk and prepared to study one or two.

Turning the "Diamond Sutra" from beginning to end, Bai Fu came to a conclusion: this is an ordinary "Diamond Sutra", and there is no practice mantra on it, let alone the handwriting of the great handwriting!

"Buddhism majors in spiritual power, does not pay attention to innate qualifications, as long as you have great perseverance, you will have a chance to transcend. At the beginning of the rapid cultivation of Buddhism, I have to do the morning and evening classes of chanting sutras every day, and I have to memorize thousands of volumes of scriptures, and my spiritual power will be so strong that the bottom of the golden light is born, and the general demons dare not approach. This monk should have become a habit of chanting, and he often carries a sutra book with him...... Bai Fu thoughtfully threw this "Diamond Sutra" aside, and then began to count several other loot.

Bai Fu observed the same thing, and gave an evaluation: "A spirit-level low-grade magic robe woven by ice silk, in addition to having a certain defensive power, it also expands and expands freely, well, it is suitable for me;

A string of hundred-year-old rosewood prayer beads, blessed with the lower grade spiritual weapon of the meditation mantra, worn close to the body, has the effect of clearing the heart and calming the mind, well, it is good to pave the magic instrument;

The purple gold bowl blessed with the golden light spell, a medium-grade spiritual weapon, can be activated by mana to release the golden light to ward off evil spirits. Uh, it looks like I'm in the demon category?

This wooden fish seems to be made of Bodhi wood, without a charm, it should just be a ritual vessel used by monks to chant scriptures;

Purple gold five taels, a good refining material;

The best spiritual weapon demon subjugation vajra, the materials seem to be meteorite iron and dark iron, but the monk seems to have practiced for a long time, and often blesses it with vajra mantras, making the quality extremely close to the real weapon. ”

After counting, Bai Fu came to a conclusion: the monk is very rich, and he is very poor!

"This monk actually has three spiritual weapons on his body, I really don't know how many stuffy sticks he knocked?" Bai Fu looked at the only blue blood sword he was holding, and thought of it a little depressed, but after thinking that these things were all his, his mood immediately improved a lot.

To be an official, kill people and set fire to the edict! Kill people and set fire to the gold belt, repair bridges and repair roads, and the corpses have no bones!

Bai Fu felt that he was as poor as himself, and it seemed necessary to learn from monks. rob the rich and help the poor, and steal for the heavens......