The young monk who suddenly appeared, he was like a backer, standing up for Luo Jiang to make the decision, and said, "You bully him again", Luo Jiang, who has always thought he was very strong, actually had a feeling of tears gushing out of his eyes at this moment, as if he had suffered so much grievances, and he had found an embankment and gushed out.

Luo Jiang, Li Mubai, Ding Che, Lan Ruoshui and others all maintained a young face in their twenties, and this young monk seemed to be in his thirties, but his actual age was not sure.

He has a temperament that makes people naturally close, and at this time, he is gentle and comforting to Luo Jiang, and he is extremely kind.

In the cultivation realm of the jungle, there is no protection from the elders, and there is no support from the sect, everything has to rely on oneself, and it is always inevitable to be bullied and discriminated against, but Luo Jiang has survived by himself. Now the sudden appearance of a person who wants to call the shots for him is not a bad feeling.

Lan Ruoshui, Li Mubai, Ding Che and others, and even the cultivators, all looked at Luo Jiang, not knowing how Luo Jiang knew a meditation cultivator, and it seemed that the relationship was not shallow. It's just that Luo Jiang himself is confused,...... He really didn't know anything! Who this man was, he hadn't even seen it!

Being so despised and ignored by the young monk, the fat monk suddenly couldn't bear it, and he couldn't help but snort coldly: "Hmph! The same cultivator of the Longevity Realm, who are you pretending to look like this? ”

"In front of me, do you dare to touch the corner of his clothes?" the young monk's eyes suddenly flashed with coldness.

The fat monk laughed angrily, "If the Buddha really wants to kill him, I'm afraid you won't be able to stop him." ”

"You're too arrogant......"

The young monk looked at the fat monk and shook his head, he suddenly held his forehead and said, "Rice ...... You see, my mind is full of Buddhist scriptures, and I can't remember what I want to say when I get to my mouth......

He turned his head again and asked Luo Jiangdao, "Have you ever read a book?"

Luo Jiang was stunned by this abrupt question, and said a little dumbfounded: "I read it before Xiuzhen, and I almost took the fame test." ”

"That's good. The young monk asked seriously, "What is a saying in the world? What kind of light does a pearl the size of a grain of rice have to be released?"

"The pearl of rice grains also shines!" Luo Jiang replied.

The young monk stroked his palm and said, "That's right, that's what it means, the pearl of rice grains also shines...... It's these eight words. True image. ”

Hearing such a conversation that ignored him, the fat monk suddenly had a gloomy face, he slowly narrowed his eyes, and said grimly: "Little monk, I admit that your cultivation is not weak. However, the possibility of bluffing is not ruled out, you say that I am talking wildly, and it is you who are really empty-eyed. ...... Am I the pearl of rice? I am a long-lived overhaul!"

The young monk shook his head, not dwelling on him on this issue, but returning to the previous question. He stretched out his hand, and suddenly ripples appeared in the space, and the fat monk felt a strong force hit his hand, and the bound golden words broke away from the control and flew towards Luo Jiang again.

These words converged on the top of Luo Jiang's head and merged with the remaining half of the golden text to form a complete golden text.

When the young monk saw this golden text, a genuine smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he immediately turned to the fat monk, and suddenly said: "You said that the glazed golden body is vulnerable? In front of me, do you dare to say it again!"

Ding Ling whispered to Shen Hu: "Brother Shen Hu, shouldn't meditation be peaceful and don't like to fight with others? ”

Shen Hu didn't understand either, so he just said, "It's our assumptions that we're wrong." ”

After listening to the young monk's words, the fat monk immediately frowned, and after a while, he was shocked: "Could it be that you are a disciple of Mingguang Temple?...... Mingguang Temple disappeared after disappearing from Zhongzhou, and no disciples have ever appeared. His eyes narrowed after a moment, "You can't be impersonating, are you?"

The young monk didn't respond, but smiled lightly at Luo Jiang: "The golden body is not so useful, you are optimistic." No one should despise Master's exercises. ”

He stretched out his hand, and the entire golden text suddenly turned into a swarm of bees and converged towards him. These words turned into bands of words and condensed into a golden body. Unlike Luo Jiang, Luo Jiang's golden body and golden characters are all on the surface, but the condensation of the young monk is both inside and outside, just like a person with skin, muscles and bones. Even the ends of the text extend one by one, and these ends are connected to each other to form a whole, and the golden text acts like a rune node.

The difference in the method of condensing the golden text alone makes the golden body countless times stronger. However, this is the operation of a young monk, and if it is replaced by Luo Jiang, it will be impossible for the golden text to extend to the end in a short period of time. What he learned was the method, but he still needed to explore the process of manipulation.

"The deep meaning, the word glass, still needs to be understood by yourself, now I only let you see the power of the golden body. ”

The young monk said to Luo Jiang, he pointed to the golden body, and suddenly the palms of the golden body were sealed on his chest, and then a palm was printed.

The fat monk didn't dare to slack off, he urged the Zen staff with all his might, and a phantom of the Zen staff that had grown two hundred times in front of him was condensed, which had reached his limit. It's just that the phantom of the Zen staff collided with the big mudra, and it was actually smashed by a palm.

"I've been bullied by you for so long, take something in return. ”

After the big mudra smashed the phantom of the Zen staff, he continued to go down, grabbed the body of the Zen staff, and then snatched it from the fat monk's hand and snatched it alive.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I take back my previous words......"

The fat monk was able to bend and stretch, and hurriedly begged for mercy. However, the large handprint continued to descend, shattering the golden shield it was holding up, and then shattering its body.

A half-foot-sized spirit baby flew out of the fat monk's body, and his face was frightened, holding a storage bag in his small hand, and he fled in a hurry. But as soon as he was grasped by the big mudra, he was caught and turned into ashes.

When the meditation started, it was so ruthless.

The fat monk of the dignified Shou Realm was killed so lightly, not even with the young monk's own exercises, let alone seeing the power of his Zen weapons.

A Zen staff and a storage bag appeared in the young monk's hand, and he stretched out his hand to wipe the Zen staff, and the prohibition was erased, and he immediately waved his hand at Luo Jiang. Zen sticks, storage bags, and a piece of gold all flew towards Luo Jiang.

In the surprised gaze of everyone, the young monk suddenly stepped to Luo Jiang's side, and then a golden light condensed around the two of them, enveloping their figures.

"You can call me Senior Brother. The young monk said.

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