Zhuo Buyi believed that the man on the boat knew that he was standing by the river watching them, but that man had no taboos. The boat floated up and down in the middle of the river, hundreds of meters away from the shore. It is difficult for even a great practitioner to walk so far on the water, he seems to have concluded that Zhuo Buyi cannot get close.
Zhuo Buyi really had no way to rely on it. He had only seen such a thing as being able to cross the river by stepping on a willow branch, and he had only seen one person once in his life.
In Prince Yi's mansion, when Prince Yi was about to break through the siege by boat, the old man who seemed to be on the verge of dying stepped on a willow branch against the turbulent waves that had just been washed away from the river. He blocked the huge warship with one hand.
At that time, Zhuo Buyi's heart was shocked to the point where he couldn't be more shocked. He was sure that even if he practiced hard all his life, he might not be able to reach that height. When Xiao Yijiu came later, he saw that the old man didn't even dare to resist, so he retreated immediately.
At this time, standing by the river, he also had an urge to retreat.
He knew that he was no match for the man on the boat in Jiangxin. That kind of boat didn't have an anchor, so it was impossible to anchor in Jiangxin. It must rely on the strength of that man's cultivation. It is easy to say to anchor a small boat on such a big river, but how many people can do it
If Zhuo Buyi hadn't seen the monk's robe on the man and saw the man's bald head, Zhuo Buyi might have retreated now.
Zhuo Buyi thinks that he is not capable of anchoring the boat in the middle of the river, and that he can distract himself from having sex with a woman.
To go or not to go, tossing back and forth in his mind.
At this time, the two in Jiang Xin had also ended the most primitive behavior between men and women. The man put on his white monk robe slowly, carefully checking all the accessories on the clothes. The panting woman kneeling on the boat climbed to his side with difficulty and put on his boots.
The monk looked at where Zhuo Buyi was, with some puzzlement in his eyes.
He turned around, and the boat also turned and galloped towards the shore. Lu Minglan, who had completely lost her strength, was lying in the boat, so she didn't care whether others would see her naked body. She has completely sunk and lost her mind, and has become someone else's slave without knowing it.
The white-robed monk stopped the boat when he was about to reach the shore, then grabbed the rope and threw it to the shore. The rope shook into a straight line in mid-air, piercing a big tree with a bang like an iron gun. After breaking through the big tree, the rope turned around on the other side as if being controlled by two hands, and turned back to buckle. The boat was pulled by the rope to the big tree and floated a few meters away from the shore.
The white-robed monk slowly stepped out of the boat, stepped on the water with one foot, and then slowly stepped forward with the other leg. In this way, he stepped on the water and walked the last few meters to the shore. Seeing this scene, Zhuo Buyi couldn't help but twitched a few times.
Skimming across the water, he could do it.
But walking over slowly like walking on flat ground, Zhuo Buyi was sure that he couldn't do it.
"You Sui people are very strange."
The white-robed monk looked at Zhuo Buyi curiously, and asked curiously: "You are different from those before, your cultivation has reached a level that can be admired by others, I am sure that even in the arena of the Sui people like you Practitioners should be rare. If those people were ants before, you are destined to be an eagle that can fly into the sky in the future. Ants can not care about their own lives, why do you not cherish them so much?"
He asked: "You know that you are not my opponent, why do you still keep up?"
For some reason, Zhuo Buyi relaxed at this moment. The previous hesitation quickly dissipated in his mind, and what remained was a strange feeling that even he himself felt.
Take death as home
So Zhuo Buyi smiled, shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's a very troublesome thing to reason with, especially to an animal. There is a saying in the Sui Dynasty called playing the piano to the cow, which means that no matter how beautiful the sound of the piano is, talk to the cattle It’s meaningless to listen, because cows are animals and they don’t understand at all. Reasoning with you is actually the same as playing the piano with cows.”
The white-robed monk was startled, and then sighed: "Do you know how many people tried to provoke me and turned into a handful of yellow sand since I started practicing? You don't seem like a person without a brain, doing such an unwise thing I don't understand. There are laws in this world. The strong are the strong and cannot be profaned. What the weak have to do is to worship and obey unconditionally. This is such a simple truth, but you don't understand it. Understand."
Zhuo Buyi only said one word: "Bah."
The white-robed monk's eyes gradually showed murderous intent, but he still had no intention of making a move: "I made a vow in front of King Ming during this trip to the east, to accept a person from a place full of demons as a disciple. Teach him Buddhism and promote the truth. Good. I have traveled all the way through thousands of mountains and rivers, but it is difficult to find a person with good bones. When I saw you today, it made my eyes shine. I will give you a golden road... Would you like to practice with me? "
The gentle and refined Zhuo Buyi answered in six words this time: "You really look like an idiot."
The anger in the eyes of the white-robed monk turned out to be stronger, and he began to walk forward slowly: "The reason why people become the rulers of this world is not cats, dogs, or birds and beasts, do you know why?"
Without waiting for Zhuo Buyi to answer, he continued: "Because people have wisdom, even the most ordinary and lowly people have wisdom. Because of this, people can rule the world. Giving up wisdom will only make you as humble as pigs and dogs. Why would a person like you do such a self-willing and depraved thing? Kneel down now, and I am willing to lead you to practice all the wonderful methods and supernatural powers of my Buddhist sect."
Zhuo Buyi looked at him, smiling all the time: "You know it's hard to force me to swear a bad word, I always think I'm a very cultivated person. But just now I thought for a long time how to use the most suitable elegant words To deny you, unfortunately I didn’t think of it. Then I found out that the existence of foul language really makes sense, because sometimes foul language can most directly reflect a person’s mood.”
"fuck your mother!"
He said.
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"Something interesting."
The white-robed monk looked down at his feet, and then took a step forward.
"I knew from the very beginning that you are a very special practitioner. It is really interesting to use your thoughts as a means of defending yourself against enemies. But your confinement technique has reached the bottleneck, and it is difficult to go further. Of course, if someone I will guide you to break through the bottleneck, and your cultivation will take a big step forward. I like you more and more... So even if you are overreaching, I still want to ask you, would you like to practice with me?"
Zhuo Buyi's forehead was already covered with Han Shui, he tried his best to paint the ground as a prison, but it didn't help the white robe monk at all.
With just one step, the white-robed monk walked out of the prison he had set up.
This step seemed careless, seemingly simple and easy, but it broke through the heavy siege under Zhuo Buyi's cloth while walking, and within the siege, there were still countless attack methods. But with just one step, the white-robed monk broke through the iron wall and swung away all the attacks.
"This way of trapping opponents with ideas still has a lot of room for improvement, don't you want to go further?"
The white-robed monk asked gently.
Zhuo Buyi took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly widened.
At this moment, layers of heaven and earth vitality visible to the naked eye slowly formed a huge circle. And the white-robed monk was sealed inside by this circle, and feathered arrows transformed from inner strength continuously shot out from this circle, attacking the white-robed monk as densely as a torrential rain.
Appreciation flashed in the monk's eyes, and with a flick of his hands, all the arrows of internal strength that came from the monk were swung away. As the sleeves of his robe fluttered, a circle was formed on the outside of his body. In the big circle under Zhuo Buyi's cloth, there appeared a more condensed small circle.
The white-robed monk stepped forward again, drawing the ground as the offensive in the prison could not break through the circle he set up.
This time, he used three steps to get out of Zhuo Buyi's prison.
Then he waved his hand forward casually, and the little circle outside him flew towards Zhuo Buyi. Zhuo Buyi wanted to dodge, but found that his feet could not move at all as if they were nailed to the ground. With just a trance, he was sealed by that Madoka.
"This is your method."
The white-robed monk smiled and said: "I will use it on you now... I practice in Buddhism, one method is mastered and all methods are mastered. I will ask you one last time, would you like to practice with me?"
"May... your mother is a bitch!"
Zhuo Buyi cursed with a sneer, and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The monk frowned, then his eyes narrowed.
In an instant, countless arrows of inner energy shot towards Zhuo Buyi from that small circle. Those arrows were sharper, stronger, and more violent than the arrows in the prison. When the arrows of strength burst out, Zhuo Buyi also tried to build a defensive circle outside his body. But he was surprised to find that the circle laid by the monk actually imprisoned the sea of qi in his body, and not a single ounce of internal energy could be drawn out of the sea of qi.
puff!
puff!
puff!
In a short while, Zhuo Buyi's body was pierced with more than a dozen blood holes by the arrow of inner strength, and the front and back were transparent.
Zhuo Buyi's body shook a few times, and he could hardly stand upright. Blood gushed out from the wound like a stream, and soon turned his commoner clothes into a bloody robe. Perhaps the white-robed monk did it on purpose, and the arrows of inner energy avoided his vital points, so although he was seriously injured, he couldn't die for a while.
"I love talents, so don't make mistakes!"
The white-robed monk walked up to Zhuo Buyi and said, "You know, I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Buddhist Sect, and there are many disciples with good bones in the Buddhist Sect who are willing to join my sect, but I have none of them. I don't think you are The people in the place where demons and monsters infested, do not condescend to persuade you for so long, don't you really know how big an opportunity this is? You know, I came out of the Dalun Temple in Daxue Mountain, and all the things along the way Where it has passed, all the people will worship, and the royal family will kowtow... "
"As long as you kneel like them, I can not only spare you, but also pass on your cultivation."
"Kneel or not?"
he asks.
Zhuo Buyi spat bloody spittle, but he didn't have the strength to curse anymore. He is still standing, it is not easy.
The white-robed monk's eyes froze again, and Zhuo Buyi's legs were immediately pierced by two arrows of inner strength. He couldn't hold on and fell down, but he still didn't kneel.
"pity… "
The white-robed monk sighed, then slowly raised his hand to land on the circle: "Your aptitude really makes me fall in love, but I don't need to show mercy to the stubborn monster."
The moment his hand was placed on the circle, suddenly there was a roar of a beast from behind him. A wild boar so huge that it makes one's heart palpitate rushed out from the bushes, its roar filled with endless anger and determination. Although there was fear in its eyes, even though its body was trembling, it still rushed over.
The white-robed monk frowned slightly, and withdrew his finger to point at the huge wild boar.
With a bang, the wild boar's forehead was pierced by inner energy! The huge body of the wild boar fell to the ground in a forward posture, with a stream of blood overflowing from its mouth. It was still desperately struggling with its four hooves, as if it wanted to touch the circle that imprisoned Zhuo Buyi. Its four hooves quickly kicked out a dirt hole on the ground, but it couldn't move forward. It kept looking at Zhuo Buyi with reluctance and pain in its eyes.
Zhuo Buyi, who fell into the circle, looked sad, and tears dripped down his cheeks.
The white-robed monk's face became a little ugly, and he couldn't help muttering: "Why are even animals so stupid in this Sui people's land?"