King An said coldly: "Master Faxiang is going to give me the heart of Asura?"

Fa Xianghe bowed, shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, the poor monk is here to persuade His Highness to give up cultivating the Asura Divine Skill. ”

"Give up, why should this king give up?" King An said coldly: "This king cultivates extremely fast and enters the realm, which is exactly the divine skill suitable for my cultivation!"

"The poor monks of the Asura Divine Skill have also practiced it, but it has been abolished. Fa Xiang said in a deep voice: "Your Highness did not accept the heart of the asura, and the pain when cultivating was unbearable, like the pain of a thousand knives, and the poor monk had also tasted it. ”

King An looked relieved.

Cultivating the Asura Divine Skill is extremely fast, but how many people know how painful it is to cultivate?

Those who know the asura divine skills often know the pain of cultivation, but this kind of pain is not something that can be experienced by saying it or imagining it, they will never know how painful it is!

Fa Xiang had practiced Asura Divine Skills, and naturally he also had a deep understanding, which gave King An a sense of intimacy.

But soon he put aside this trace of warmth and said coldly: "Why did the master abolish the Asura Divine Skill?"

Fa Xiang sighed: "This skill is a thousand miles a day, and the feeling of being fast and powerful is addictive, but it will soon reach the limit, no matter how hard you practice, it is useless, if you want to enter the realm, you can only kill people, otherwise, the martial arts will not advance but retreat!"

"Huh?" King An frowned.

Dharma tithes, sighed: "Your Highness, the poor monks and monks don't speak, and when the Asura Divine Skill reaches the later stage, there is only one thought of killing people in his mind, and he will not think about anything else. Can't help yourself!"

King An frowned and looked at him.

The Dharma Minister said in a deep voice: "The poor monks rely on the Dharma to suppress them, and they have the blessings of the predecessors in the temple. If you still can't dissolve the idea of killing, you can only abolish martial arts. Although there is a void in the prince's side, he can't suppress the killing...... Now the prince only feels anxious, wants to kill, can still restrain himself, and when his skills become deeper, the prince will become a monster who only knows how to kill,...... The prince is from a noble background and has everything, why should he pay such a price?"

King An was silent.

The minister continued to persuade: "The poor monk will say another word that violates the rules. If the prince has that position, he must not practice again,...... Alas, with the wisdom of the emperor, how could he not know the dangers of the asura divine skills, but he did not stop the prince......"

He shook his head and sighed.

King An's face was a little gloomy, and he said coldly: "The master is too much!"

"Yes, the poor monk is talking. "Dharma and tithes: "Our temple is for the common people in the world, and we can't bear to do too much killing." Therefore, I came to persuade His Highness to give up the cultivation of Asura Divine Skills, even if His Highness doesn't care about the people in the world, regardless of our temple, it is only for himself. You can't practice anymore, otherwise, all the glory and wealth you had in the past. Such as flowers, grand causes. All are like flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water. It's all in vain!"

"What if I don't give up?" said King An.

His expression was calm, as if he hadn't heard anything from Faxiang.

He glanced at Chu Li, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his heart became more and more resentful, but his original retreat became more and more resolute.

If you can't clean up Chu Li, what is the point of being a prince, kill people, kill people, at most, then abolish martial arts, as long as you can kill Chu Li!

"Alas......" Fa Xiang shook his head and sighed, took out the little black stone-like asura heart from his arms, and handed it to King An: "Your Highness should know this thing, and our temple will give it to Your Highness." ”

"What are the conditions?" said King An.

The Fa Xiang shook his head and titheed: "If Your Highness really can't let go of the Asura Divine Skill, please use this." ”

"I don't need it. King An said coldly: "I am now cultivating for a thousand miles, and I will soon be able to reach the level of the heart of an asura, so why take the risk of taking this?

Fa Xiang said: "Your Highness, rest assured, the two poor monks can help His Highness to use secret techniques and absorb the heart of the Asura safely." ”

"And such a secret technique?" King An frowned.

The law is in harmony with tithes, and there is no more to say.

King An looked at Xuan Ning.

Xu Ning said lightly: "Your Highness, there is no danger in this secret technique, because this secret technique will cultivate His Highness's body into the heart of the Asura. ”

"What do you mean?" said King An frowned.

Xu Ning said: "Your Highness's cultivation has turned into flowing water, and you have to cultivate anew, just like the Fa Xiang!"

"What?!" An Wangjun's face darkened, and his gaze swept over the law like a blade.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Dharma Xianghe pronounced a Buddha horn and sighed: "Xuan Ning, what you cultivate is his heart channel!"

"Exactly. Xu Ning said calmly: "Faxiang, I can see your set of methods clearly, the prince will not be fooled, the huge sect of the Great Leiyin Temple, but it makes such a ghost domain method, the pure land of Buddhism, really more and more unbearable!"

The Dharma Minister sighed and said: "Becoming a Buddha also needs to facilitate the Dharma, for the sake of the common people in the world, what is the use of some means!"

"It's very good!" King An said coldly: "It seems that your Da Lei Yin Temple has to abolish my cultivation before stopping!"

"Your Highness, our temple is not for yourself, but for Your Highness, and for the people of the world. ”

"Shut up!" King An shouted angrily: "Open and close your mouth is the life of the world, as if only you Da Lei Yin Temple cares about the life of the world, and the Daji court does not care about the life and death of the people!"

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Dharma Minister announced a Buddha horn and sighed: "In this way, His Highness doesn't want this Asura heart!"

"Asura Heart stays, you can go!" King An snorted.

Fa Xiang said: "We can only offend!"

He turned his head to look at Xingming.

"Amitabha, the little monk has offended!" King An of the Ming Dynasty saluted, stepped to King An's side in one step, and reached out to grab King An's wrist.

"Bang!" Xu Ning took the first step, blocked King An's side, and stretched out his palm to block it.

King An sneered: "What a big Leiyin Temple, lawless, dare to come to the palace to spread wild!"

"Your Highness, as long as the Asura Divine Skill is abolished, our temple will compensate Your Highness!" Fa Xianghe Shi said, his tone sincere.

Under King An's rage, he wouldn't believe him, his body changed instantly, he grew taller, lost a few points, was thin and long, his handsome face turned into a skeleton, his body was like electricity, and he appeared in front of Faxiang in an instant.

The Dharma minister pronounced a Buddha horn, and pushed it with both palms, which seemed to be slow and fast.

"Bang!" King An and Fa Xiang collided with each other, and King An staggered back two steps.

Fa Xiang sighed: "His Highness's Asura Divine Skill cultivation is still shallow, and it is not a pity to abolish it, so don't be obsessed with it anymore!"

"Die!" King An's eyes became cold, without a trace of human emotion, and he pounced again.

"Bang bang...... The two kept colliding with each other with their palms and fists hitting each other, as if they had completely abandoned their internal force and purely fought their bodies.

Chu Li was amazed, this law is indeed better than King An.

On the other side, the sex is also better than the void.

If Xu Ning hadn't had his mind and knew the tricks of Xingming in advance, he would have been unable to support it a long time ago.

Xing Ming looks ugly, but his movements are extremely graceful, not looking at his face, just looking at his figure, like a graceful woman dancing, the tricks are stretched and generous, soft and graceful, and there is no murderous spirit at all. (To be continued.) )