"A thought of flowers blooming, a thought of flowers falling, all dust, all vicissitudes of life, all beings are like dogs, all things are like fences, when I become a Buddha in the future, I sit on the north mountain and look at the dry bones"

The white-clothed old monk recited the words of the Buddha with a charitable smile on his face, spotless on his body, the Buddha light of wisdom in his eyes, holy and noble, and only a ring scar on his head, representing his heart to become a Buddha.

He stopped suddenly, then looked sadly at the dead body on the ground, let out a sigh, and then overtook the ant that had been trampled to death, and buried it by the side of the road.

He has always thought that he is the kindest monk in the world, so even if it is just an ant, he does not want it to be dead on the street, in his eyes, there is no difference between an ant and a person.

"Knock Knock"

He came to the Qingsang small building and knocked on the door gently.

"Squeak!" The door was opened, Guo Yi walked out, and actually saw an old monk in white standing in front of him, and was immediately startled, and then thought of the old poor ghost's words just now, Guo Yi's heart trembled, so quickly found the door, the old poor ghost's money is really hot.

This monk is very charitable, the smile on his face is as holy as a flower, and at first glance, he is a monk who has attained the Tao.

Seeing his such a charitable smile, Guo Yi immediately breathed a sigh of relief, such a charitable monk should not be able to kill, let alone kill.

"What does the master have to do?" Guo Yi said.

The white-clothed old monk bowed and smiled: "The old monk is here to turn into a fate!"

As he spoke, he took out an iron bowl from his bosom and stretched out his hand, which was not only charitable, but also humble, with a smile on his face all the time.

Guo Yi's heart was even more relaxed and smiled: "I don't know if the master wants to fasting or money?"

The white-clothed old monk shook his head and said with a smile: "The old monk doesn't turn fasting, food, money, and food, but only two bowls of blood, and a copy of "The Emperor's Secret".

The smile on Guo Yi's face suddenly froze, it turned out that he was really here to find fault!

The smile on the old monk's face is still the same!

"The old bald donkey wants to find fault, you don't want to see what kind of place this is, this is the territory of this young master......"

Before Guo Yi's words were finished, he felt that his whole body could not move, as if he was petrified.

"Master Guo, the old monk has offended," the white-clothed old monk walked past Guo Yi with an iron bowl, and then stepped into the gate and walked inside.

"How does this old bald donkey know that my surname is Guo?" Guo Yi was shocked.

Guo Yi dared to promise that he would never know this monk, but why did the other party know him?

As soon as the white-clothed old monk stepped into the gate, there was a long roar of Ji Youran's body, like a phantom, the Zhantian Sword in his hand was majestic and majestic, and a sword slashed at the white-clothed old monk's body.

The Zhantian Sword was so powerful, it could kill the Dao Lord with a single sword at will, but the white-clothed old monk was motionless, with a smile on his face.

"Boom!"

Zhan Tianjian slashed at the body of the white-clothed old monk, directly shook the old monk out of the gate and flew out again, but the Buddhist clothes on the old monk's body were not damaged at all, and they were still spotless, he fell gently in the middle of the ancient street like a fallen leaf in autumn.

This scene is really terrifying, Ji Youran's combat power is so terrifying, the sharpness of the Heavenly Sword is no longer buried under the Heavenly Sword, even if the Taoist weapon can be cut with one sword, but it can't cut the monk's Buddha clothes.

This old monk is really not an ordinary pervert.

Guo Yi was still motionless, standing in front of the gate like a stone sculpture.

In addition to Ji Youran, Bai Xi'er, the old poor ghost, Sisi and others also walked out of it, and the movement here also alarmed the army guarding the cyan Xiaozhu, and tens of thousands of star lord-level ironclad sergeants surrounded the old monk.

Sisi touched Guo Yi's body for a while, patted his face, and hit his head with a stick for a while, but Guo Yi was motionless, Bai Xi'er also saw Guo Yi's strange appearance, so she walked over and slapped Guo Yi's shoulder lightly, and a soft white light hit Guo Yi's body.

Guo Yi suddenly felt that his whole body was relieved, and after discovering that he could move, he immediately summoned the Burial Heaven Sword out, and he was going to dismantle the old monk who had killed a thousand swords.

But before Guo Yi could rush up, he was stopped by Bai Xi'er and shook his head at him gently.

Guo Yi said fiercely: "Old cub bald donkey, what kind of ability do you have to hurt people with secret arrows, you have the ability, you and ...... My eldest sister fought three hundred rounds"

Although he was surrounded by everyone, the old monk in white smiled calmly and said, "Master Ji, we meet again."

Ji Youran said: "Master Shan, trapped in the Forbidden Tower, for endless years, even the Yuan Spirit will be shattered, I didn't expect it to come out for a few years, and the cultivation has actually recovered to such a realm, and Youran is far from being the master's opponent."

This white-clothed old monk has only one word "good", so the world calls him a good monk.

A few years ago, in order to go to the abandoned land, the bone saint let Guo Yi break the forbidden tower and release the good monk, at that time, the cultivation of the good monk was still in the middle of Ji Youran, and several years have passed, Ji Youran is now unable to cut his Buddha clothes with a sword, this is definitely an extremely terrifying figure, imprisoned for endless years, and now the cultivation is recovering rapidly, I don't know what state it has reached.

Although his law name is "good", but if he can scare the old poor ghost into running for his life, it can be seen that he is definitely not a good stubble.

The good monk pinched his beard and smiled: "Master Ji is a shocking genius who meets the dragon and phoenix once in billions of years, if it weren't for the old blind man's robbery, the poor monk would also want to accept you as an apprentice."

"The master's mind can only be understood, but the master came today I'm afraid it's not as simple as eating fasting and reciting Buddha," Ji Youran said.

The good monk has a lot of Buddha light on his body, his heart is clear, his face is smiling, his eyes look at Bai Xi'er and the old poor ghost, and he says: "The poor monk was just ordered to get something and solve a feud many years ago by the way."

"Tea is naturally good, tea is just ......," the good monk said halfway through his words, and then fell directly to the ground, his head and his feet lying under the table.

Sisi's stick didn't knock him out, but the tea in the cup poisoned him.

Guo Yi said with a smile: "Qingniu, that bastard didn't brag this time, the world is invincible, domineering, poisonous tea, sure enough, even the gods can put down this cow to refine poison, but there are two brushes."

When Bai Xi'er, the old poor ghost, and Ji Youran rushed in, Guo Yi had already tied up the good monk Wuhuanda with a red dragon tendon and threw it to Sisidao: "Lock this old guy in the firewood room."

"The old bald donkey's cultivation is too high, and the general rope can't tie him."

The old poor ghost was quite shocked, Guo Yi actually tied up the good monks, and threatened to lock him up in the firewood room.

If this matter spreads, it will definitely scare a large number of big people to death.

"It doesn't matter, the rope that binds him is the dragon tendon of the divine dragon, and even if he cultivates to reach the realm of the Great Emperor, he can't escape."

That's right, what was tied to the good monk was the dragon tendon of the red dragon, Guo Yi got the inheritance of the red dragon, and also got the treasure of the divine dragon.

The good monk has been imprisoned in the firewood room by Sisi.

But Guo Yi sighed at this time, he was holding a colored paper envelope in his hand, which was taken out of the arms of a good monk, and he was silent after seeing this letter.

Guo Yi didn't expect that the good monk would actually help her bring a letter!

He wondered if he was going to open the letter.

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