The monk's self-confidence was justified, especially after half an hour, when the two of them saw the scene of smoke and dust rolling four or five miles ahead, and the monk's chest was even higher.

Su Heng thought for a moment, and nodded secretly, thinking that he had learned a very practical method, directly destroying the opponent, sometimes it may not be comparable to this kind of mental torture, it seems that the one in the disarming barracks has to be used again depending on the situation.

"You see, those bandits seem to be very kind, and they have called a lot of companions, it seems that they have really been influenced by me, and they are ready to call more people to listen to me. Seeing this situation, the monk couldn't help but feel emotional, this was the first time he preached Buddhism in public, he didn't expect to have such a harvest, it seems that the name of "closed mouth meditation" in Landa Mountain can be removed.

The monk is famous for not being able to speak, and he has never won an argument with others, and in the long run, he will shut up when he meets people, and the other brothers and sisters will give him a "good name" of closed-mouth meditation.

"What a simple group of people...... "The monk himself was moved.

Su Heng, who was standing on the side, was just about to nod, but when he glanced at it, he saw the people and horses swaying behind the smoke and dust, as well as the weapons held high in their hands, he noticed that something was wrong, and he pulled the sleeve of the monk's shirt, "It seems that something is not right, why don't we avoid it first?"

This move immediately aroused a roll of the monk's eyes, and the monk at this time was immersed in the dream that he was a Buddhist master, where would he believe Su Heng's words, "Please don't insult my Buddhist skills...... In addition, I am a Buddhist master, don't pull at will, this is undignified. ”

Su Heng was almost choked by the monk's words, does this thing really have a brain? These people have a murderous face, where do you see that they are enthusiastic? What a hell!

This group of bandits came very quickly, and Su Heng couldn't pull the monk away at all, so he simply stood in place.

After a while, there were about 100 bandits, and Su Heng and the monk were all over the place, and it was difficult for the two of them to fly even if they had wings.

"You see, they've even lined up in formation! Just wait for me to start speaking!" The monk has never been so excited as he is today, the name of the previous closed-mouth meditation weighed him down like a mountain, and now he finally has the opportunity to raise his eyebrows, how can he not be excited?

Su Heng was completely moved by the monk's IQ, he pulled the monk over, stood in front of the monk himself, took three short sticks from the back of the thin horse, and quickly joined them together.

"Boom!"

The mysterious patterns that stretched out from the joints of the iron rods were connected in an instant, and the sharp spear head was finally attached. After leaving Beiji, this was the first time Su Heng used a gun.

A trace of killing intent emanated from Su Heng's body like cold ice, and the monk couldn't help but snort, "What's the matter?"

"You close your eyes later. Su Heng's voice at this moment was like his spear, full of resolute coldness.

The Xuantie Gun, pouring out the power of the entire disarmouring barracks, took five years to be cast by the old iron head, which is no less than the divine weapon that circulated on the rivers and lakes, and this is also the last thing that the old iron head gave to Su Heng. In his words, I'm going to walk the rivers and lakes anyway, I don't have any good weapons, and I'm embarrassed to greet people when the time comes.

The whole black iron gun is seven feet and two inches, almost the same as Su Heng, the whole body is silvery-white, carved with dense mysterious lines, and a trace of cold red on the head of the gun is entangled, exuding an extremely vague, but breathtakingly fierce aura.

Su Heng held a gun in one hand and looked at the bandits who were gradually surrounding him, without fear.

The bandit leader knew that the Xuantie spear in Su Heng's hand was not of exceptional quality as soon as he saw it, and he sneered, "It seems that it is still a fat sheep, brothers give it to me, and avenge the injured brothers!"

The monk finally came to his senses at this time, and these bandits really didn't come to listen to him preach the Dharma, but to find a place.

"What a sin. ”

A burst of anger swelled in the monk's heart, and the excitement at the beginning was instantly washed away, followed by anger from the depths of his spirit.

He thought it was the bandits who had deceived him.

Su Heng took the lead in moving, the Xuantie spear in his hand was like a swimming dragon, directly penetrating the throat of a person in front of him, and then the tip of the spear was like a cold star, instantly stabbed, and in the blink of an eye, eight or nine of the bandits had already fallen to the ground.

This time, Su Heng completely used the combat skills in the barracks, and combined with the nameless heart method, his moves were a little more powerful, although these bandits were sparse in combat power, but the number of them was more than a hundred, and if they were not careful, they might bury themselves here, so Su Heng was full of strength as soon as he made a move.

Such a terrifying bloody scene really frightened these bandits, they had also killed people, but they had never seen human life so worthless, and this wheat harvest was no different, right?

"Damn, the idea is quite hard, brothers, don't be afraid, so many of us can drown him by urinating, whoever takes his head, Lao Tzu will reward him with ten taels of silver!

Sure enough, there will be brave men under the heavy reward, as soon as I heard ten taels of silver plus the girl of Cuixianglou, these bandits who were only fighting for a bite to eat, all of them were like chicken blood, and they continued to rush forward without fear of death.

The monk quit killing, so he was very measured, but Su Heng was different, he was immersed in the barracks for twenty years, except for the old iron head, they trained day and night, that is, they were thrown into the desert to survive alone, and experienced countless killings. He understood deeply that to be merciful to one's enemies was to be cruel to oneself. In front of him, there is only one way to die.

Soon, dozens of corpses had fallen in front of Su Heng.

The Xuantie spear was not stained with blood, the last wisp of blood on the tip of the spear slipped down, Su Heng stepped forward, and after killing one person again, this group of bandits finally fled in all directions, in front of their lives, ten taels of silver and a night of spring supper were no longer important, no matter how much the bandit leader commanded and shouted, it was useless.

Su Heng's eyes were full of killing intent, and anyone who wanted to attack him had the consciousness of facing death.

The black iron spear pierced the throat of the bandit leader, and then stabbed at the next person.

"Enough is enough, wildling!"

The monk shook his head, wanting to step forward to stop Su Heng, there was enough killing today. But Su Heng just glanced at the monk and swept out again.

......

Half an hour later, all the bandits who came to surround him were stabbed to death by Su Heng, and even the bandits who were knocked to the ground by the monk were ruthlessly pierced through their chests.

Su Heng took out the Xuantie Spear from the eyebrows of the last bandit who had lost his breath, and shook it casually, only then did he regain his calm, as if the corpses lying on the ground were not killed by him.

"Sin, sin ......"

Although the monk was also angry, he never thought of killing all these people, he sat cross-legged on the ground, silently reciting the scriptures, hoping to surpass these dead souls.

Su Heng dismantled the Xuantie spear into three pieces and put it back on the horse's back, then sat next to the monk, listening to the monk reciting the scriptures, his heart slowly calmed down.

"Can chanting really transcend the soul?" asked Su Heng.

"Actually, no. The monk replied, and he did not continue to chant, but still sat on the ground.

"I heard that because there is no yin and yang reincarnation in heaven and earth, almost all the souls of the dead will be burned into ashes by the red dust karma in the mortal world, and only a very small part can fly out of the eastern earth, cross the endless outer and western regions, and finally reach the ghost prison and become a member of the ghost, but at this point, the memory is also lost, which is equivalent to being reincarnated as a ghost. Su Heng thought of what was said in the three books, so he said it.

The monk was silent for a long time, he heard the master also say so, there is actually no yin and yang reincarnation in the world, and there is no reincarnation, and the reincarnation of the soul in the Buddhist scriptures is also completely nonsense, but these do not become reasons for him not to chant.

"I chant not to transcend these souls, but to transcend myself. The monk said softly.

Su Heng looked up at the starry sky, and suddenly he found that hallucinations began to appear in front of him again, one after another points of light flew out from the corpses on the ground, each of them corresponded to a point of light, just more than a hundred points of light floating in front of Su Heng's eyes.

"Did you see anything?"

"What is it?" the monk was puzzled by the question, and then his voice weakened, because in his senses, something invisible and untouchable seemed to wander around him.

The monk remembered what the master had said before, he had opened the eye of heaven, but it was closed for some reason, but he could still feel another kind of existence in the underworld.

"You feel it?"

"I can't see it, but I can feel something hovering around. ”

Su Heng looked at the monk and said, "These things are actually the souls of these people, they can't get superborn, and they can't fly to the ghost prison, so they can only wait for the red dust karmic fire to completely burn them into ashes." ”

At this moment, Su Heng's words had not yet fallen, and suddenly a point of light seemed to be crazy, rushing towards Su Heng, Su Heng clearly saw that a shrunken face appeared in this point of light, it was the leader of the bandits who had just been killed by himself!

The point of light seemed to be about to die with Su Heng, Su Heng subconsciously reached out to block it, and suddenly a dark blue flame burst out from Su Heng's fingertips, directly submerging this point of light and burning it into ashes, and at the same time, an invisible force drilled into Su Heng's body along his fingertips.

Su Heng was stunned.

The monk was also stunned......