Chapter 909
: The Verbal Defeat
monk!
Liu Yi's expression froze, but his speed didn't decrease but increased, his direction changed, and he galloped towards the left.
Before coming to Tianjie of Zhongdao, Liu Yi had always had a good impression of Buddhist disciples. He thought that apart from a few crooked melons and jujubes, most of the remaining Buddhist monks were compassionate people who inherited the compassionate morality of the Buddha.
It's a pity that I met Buddhist monks several times in the heaven of Zhongdao, and they were all despicable people.
From the two fat and thin monks in the fishing village to the Yuanji monk in Ciyun Temple, all died at the hands of Liu Yi.
"Hold on, benefactor, the poor monk has no malicious intentions!"
The little monk chased after him quickly, came ten meters away from Liu Yi like lightning, looked at Liu Yi with wide eyes, and said: "I just want to see, the person who makes Zhong Huagai think about it day and night, wishing to die for love, How does it look, how does it look..."
Golden Phantom Phantom Power!
The golden light on the soles of Liu Yi's feet was shining, and he was driving him towards the wind and snow at high speed.
In terms of cultivation, Liu Yi only has the Realm Realm.
With such a cultivation base, he couldn't use the golden light phantom supernatural power at will, otherwise he would have exhausted his not-so-long lifespan without knowing it, and would have died without knowing it.However, Liu Yi already has the foundation of a land god, and his lifespan of 10 years is enough for him to use this kind of supernatural power that consumes life without any worries.
Liu Yi's speed suddenly increased more than ten times, the little monk was caught off guard and lost after him.
He is neither a wolf nor a dog, and he cannot smell Liu Yi in the snow.
When Liu Yi was flying, he used another method of invisibility, and with the cover of the wind and snow, no one could track where he went.
The little monk had no choice but to shout out in the wind and snow: "Fellow Taoist! This little monk is a disciple of Guangming Temple. He is a disciple of the Dharma. This is the first time I have met with fellow Taoist. There is no malice. My Buddhist sect, Guangming Temple, has always I have always had a somewhat different philosophy. Please don’t treat the little monk as a disciple of Yixiangzong, my Guangming Temple and Yixiangzong are by no means the same breed.”
The voice shook and spread out, reaching where Liu Yi was.
But Liu Yi has always been cautious, so how could he easily believe what Buddhists say?It was the first time the two met, and they met by chance. If Liu Yiruo just believed him, his IQ would be too low.
Even a three-year-old child knows that it is not easy to talk to strangers, and it is not easy to believe what strangers say.
The Buddhists stood in the air, staring into the depths of the wind and snow, but did not get an answer from Liu Yi.
"Ah... Amitabha. This man had a fight with Zhong Huagai. Not only was he able to retreat completely, but he also made Zhong Huagai's master, Linzhong Sanren, furious and yelling. Obviously Zhong Huagai must have been defeated. He was in his hand, and the injury was serious, which angered Lin Zhong Sanren."
The Buddhist shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity that although my little monk met him, I couldn't talk to him a few more words, and I couldn't talk to him. It's really regrettable. This person only sees me as a Monk, just turn around and leave without saying a word, it must be because of the grievances and grievances with those monks of the Yixiang Sect before this, so I have a preconceived attitude, thinking that the little monk is also a monk who has no mercy..."
"Pooh!"
A voice suddenly sounded beside the Buddhist disciples.
Another fat monk, wearing cassock and straw sandals, appeared next to the Buddhist disciples and said angrily, "If you continue to talk nonsense, you little monk, the poor monk will tear your mouth apart!"
Immortal energy is like a cloud, surrounding the fat monk.
This monk was also in the Seven Star City of the Seven Islands. When Zhong Huagai soared up and left the Seven Star City, the monk was meditating, chanting scriptures, drinking and eating meat. It's after the incense.The plump monk followed all the way, only wanting to compete for the rumored Three Treasures of the Void. Unexpectedly, the battle between Liu Yi and Zhong Huagai had long since ended, and Liu Yi also disappeared without a trace.
When the monk was at a loss, he heard the sound transmission of the Buddha thousands of miles away, and he was attracted here.
"I thought who it was, it turned out to be you, the defeated opponent!"
The Buddhist disciple looked indifferent, curled his lips towards the fat monk, and said: "Monk with a generous heart, don't tell me you are not afraid of God's will, and really want to do something to me?"
Monk Xinkuan's expression changed, he just waved his sleeves, and flew into the wind and snow, looking for Liu Yi's trail.
The monk's Dharma name is called Xinkuan.
Big-hearted and fat, it is generally used to describe a person with a big heart, but the monk's master intercepted the first two words and gave this fat monk a dharma name: wide-hearted.
The original intention of this dharma name is to make the monk broad-minded and not to be small.
However, the master of the monk Xinkuan has been dead for many years, and the implication of this dharma name seems to have lost its effect.This made Monk Xinkuan argue with the Buddhist disciples about the Dharma, and finally the little Buddhist monk said "None of my business" with three sentences, and he was so angry that he lost the discussion without knowing it. Bai, this monk has always been brooding.
However, due to the original bet, due to the oath made at the time in the Great Formation of God's Will, Monk Xinkuan, as the defeat of the Buddhists, must not take the initiative to do anything to the Buddhist monks in this life, otherwise the divine punishment will come , even the generation of gods, sages, and gods will be blasted to ashes in the blink of an eye.
"Amitabha! If Monk Xinkuan finds that sword cultivator, wouldn't he kill him? Once Monk Xinkuan kills Zhong Huagai's favorite person, Zhong Huagai will definitely go to Monk Xinkuan to fight for his life. Although Zhong Huagai is a genius, his cultivation level is very low. It is far inferior to the Xinkuan monk who has practiced for tens of thousands of years, and it is very likely that he will die in the hands of the Xinkuan monk. In this way, the All Living Beings Qiudao Hall will never let it go. , people are devastated... My Buddha is merciful!"
The expression of the little Buddhist monk changed drastically, cold sweat the size of beans broke out on his forehead, he thought to himself: "Saving someone's life is worse than building a seven-level pagoda, if this little monk prevents this from happening, there will definitely be Great merits and virtues! Both public and private, the little monk wanted to prevent this tragedy from happening, and Yu Gong prevented the two sides from fighting to prevent the blood of all beings from flowing into rivers; Yu privately obtained a great merit for himself. It's just that the monk's cultivation level is far inferior to that of the Kuanxin monk, although he can't fight against the monk due to his oath, but he can attack any sword master, what should the monk do?"
The Buddhist's brain was thinking rapidly, and his eyes were a little dull.
Various thoughts appeared in the hearts of Buddhists.
When this little monk was running his mind at a high speed, he was sweating non-stop, gasping for breath, his chest was unsteady, and there was an obvious bulge on his chest...
If Hu Tutu were here, he would definitely admire loudly: "This kid's chest muscles are so fucking well developed."
Maybe, I will reach out to pat and touch, and then ask, "The little monk has thin skin and tender flesh, and slender arms. How did you develop your chest muscles?"
After thinking for a while, the Buddhists couldn't come up with a perfect plan after all, so they had to fly away in the direction where Monk Xin Kuan disappeared.
But what is surprising is that the face of this little monk turned red...
Liu Yi's expression froze, but his speed didn't decrease but increased, his direction changed, and he galloped towards the left.
Before coming to Tianjie of Zhongdao, Liu Yi had always had a good impression of Buddhist disciples. He thought that apart from a few crooked melons and jujubes, most of the remaining Buddhist monks were compassionate people who inherited the compassionate morality of the Buddha.
It's a pity that I met Buddhist monks several times in the heaven of Zhongdao, and they were all despicable people.
From the two fat and thin monks in the fishing village to the Yuanji monk in Ciyun Temple, all died at the hands of Liu Yi.
"Hold on, benefactor, the poor monk has no malicious intentions!"
The little monk chased after him quickly, came ten meters away from Liu Yi like lightning, looked at Liu Yi with wide eyes, and said: "I just want to see, the person who makes Zhong Huagai think about it day and night, wishing to die for love, How does it look, how does it look..."
Golden Phantom Phantom Power!
The golden light on the soles of Liu Yi's feet was shining, and he was driving him towards the wind and snow at high speed.
In terms of cultivation, Liu Yi only has the Realm Realm.
With such a cultivation base, he couldn't use the golden light phantom supernatural power at will, otherwise he would have exhausted his not-so-long lifespan without knowing it, and would have died without knowing it.However, Liu Yi already has the foundation of a land god, and his lifespan of 10 years is enough for him to use this kind of supernatural power that consumes life without any worries.
Liu Yi's speed suddenly increased more than ten times, the little monk was caught off guard and lost after him.
He is neither a wolf nor a dog, and he cannot smell Liu Yi in the snow.
When Liu Yi was flying, he used another method of invisibility, and with the cover of the wind and snow, no one could track where he went.
The little monk had no choice but to shout out in the wind and snow: "Fellow Taoist! This little monk is a disciple of Guangming Temple. He is a disciple of the Dharma. This is the first time I have met with fellow Taoist. There is no malice. My Buddhist sect, Guangming Temple, has always I have always had a somewhat different philosophy. Please don’t treat the little monk as a disciple of Yixiangzong, my Guangming Temple and Yixiangzong are by no means the same breed.”
The voice shook and spread out, reaching where Liu Yi was.
But Liu Yi has always been cautious, so how could he easily believe what Buddhists say?It was the first time the two met, and they met by chance. If Liu Yiruo just believed him, his IQ would be too low.
Even a three-year-old child knows that it is not easy to talk to strangers, and it is not easy to believe what strangers say.
The Buddhists stood in the air, staring into the depths of the wind and snow, but did not get an answer from Liu Yi.
"Ah... Amitabha. This man had a fight with Zhong Huagai. Not only was he able to retreat completely, but he also made Zhong Huagai's master, Linzhong Sanren, furious and yelling. Obviously Zhong Huagai must have been defeated. He was in his hand, and the injury was serious, which angered Lin Zhong Sanren."
The Buddhist shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity that although my little monk met him, I couldn't talk to him a few more words, and I couldn't talk to him. It's really regrettable. This person only sees me as a Monk, just turn around and leave without saying a word, it must be because of the grievances and grievances with those monks of the Yixiang Sect before this, so I have a preconceived attitude, thinking that the little monk is also a monk who has no mercy..."
"Pooh!"
A voice suddenly sounded beside the Buddhist disciples.
Another fat monk, wearing cassock and straw sandals, appeared next to the Buddhist disciples and said angrily, "If you continue to talk nonsense, you little monk, the poor monk will tear your mouth apart!"
Immortal energy is like a cloud, surrounding the fat monk.
This monk was also in the Seven Star City of the Seven Islands. When Zhong Huagai soared up and left the Seven Star City, the monk was meditating, chanting scriptures, drinking and eating meat. It's after the incense.The plump monk followed all the way, only wanting to compete for the rumored Three Treasures of the Void. Unexpectedly, the battle between Liu Yi and Zhong Huagai had long since ended, and Liu Yi also disappeared without a trace.
When the monk was at a loss, he heard the sound transmission of the Buddha thousands of miles away, and he was attracted here.
"I thought who it was, it turned out to be you, the defeated opponent!"
The Buddhist disciple looked indifferent, curled his lips towards the fat monk, and said: "Monk with a generous heart, don't tell me you are not afraid of God's will, and really want to do something to me?"
Monk Xinkuan's expression changed, he just waved his sleeves, and flew into the wind and snow, looking for Liu Yi's trail.
The monk's Dharma name is called Xinkuan.
Big-hearted and fat, it is generally used to describe a person with a big heart, but the monk's master intercepted the first two words and gave this fat monk a dharma name: wide-hearted.
The original intention of this dharma name is to make the monk broad-minded and not to be small.
However, the master of the monk Xinkuan has been dead for many years, and the implication of this dharma name seems to have lost its effect.This made Monk Xinkuan argue with the Buddhist disciples about the Dharma, and finally the little Buddhist monk said "None of my business" with three sentences, and he was so angry that he lost the discussion without knowing it. Bai, this monk has always been brooding.
However, due to the original bet, due to the oath made at the time in the Great Formation of God's Will, Monk Xinkuan, as the defeat of the Buddhists, must not take the initiative to do anything to the Buddhist monks in this life, otherwise the divine punishment will come , even the generation of gods, sages, and gods will be blasted to ashes in the blink of an eye.
"Amitabha! If Monk Xinkuan finds that sword cultivator, wouldn't he kill him? Once Monk Xinkuan kills Zhong Huagai's favorite person, Zhong Huagai will definitely go to Monk Xinkuan to fight for his life. Although Zhong Huagai is a genius, his cultivation level is very low. It is far inferior to the Xinkuan monk who has practiced for tens of thousands of years, and it is very likely that he will die in the hands of the Xinkuan monk. In this way, the All Living Beings Qiudao Hall will never let it go. , people are devastated... My Buddha is merciful!"
The expression of the little Buddhist monk changed drastically, cold sweat the size of beans broke out on his forehead, he thought to himself: "Saving someone's life is worse than building a seven-level pagoda, if this little monk prevents this from happening, there will definitely be Great merits and virtues! Both public and private, the little monk wanted to prevent this tragedy from happening, and Yu Gong prevented the two sides from fighting to prevent the blood of all beings from flowing into rivers; Yu privately obtained a great merit for himself. It's just that the monk's cultivation level is far inferior to that of the Kuanxin monk, although he can't fight against the monk due to his oath, but he can attack any sword master, what should the monk do?"
The Buddhist's brain was thinking rapidly, and his eyes were a little dull.
Various thoughts appeared in the hearts of Buddhists.
When this little monk was running his mind at a high speed, he was sweating non-stop, gasping for breath, his chest was unsteady, and there was an obvious bulge on his chest...
If Hu Tutu were here, he would definitely admire loudly: "This kid's chest muscles are so fucking well developed."
Maybe, I will reach out to pat and touch, and then ask, "The little monk has thin skin and tender flesh, and slender arms. How did you develop your chest muscles?"
After thinking for a while, the Buddhists couldn't come up with a perfect plan after all, so they had to fly away in the direction where Monk Xin Kuan disappeared.
But what is surprising is that the face of this little monk turned red...