"Uh... what's the situation..."
Seeing that Shenxiu had fully agreed and left with him, the monks of the Pure Land Bi'an Temple were relieved, but only heard a muffled sound behind him, and then saw Fang Xing smashing Shenxiu unconscious with the huge wine jar in his arms. He was walking back with his belt in his hand, this moment directly confused the monk, he didn't expect it at all, and at the same time, no matter how quiet he was, the anger in his heart couldn't be restrained, his body stepped into the air, and he walked straight towards Fang Sweeping over, a gray robe stopped in front of Fang Xing, and shouted: "What do you mean, benefactor?"
At this time, in his mouth, he no longer called Fang Xing "Arhat", but "Sponsor".
Just such a change in title seems to indicate a change in the monk's attitude towards Fang Xing.
But Fang Xing just gave the monk a cold look, and said in a low voice, "What do you mean?"
He lifted the little monk Shenxiu up, and said coldly, "I won't change, sir!"
"you… "
The monk was dumb, and couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, but he still forcibly suppressed his anger and said in a low voice: "Benefactor, replacing people with Taoist scriptures is just a statement. It has been decided before, and now it has been nine lives, I took him away only to lead him to fulfill the promise made ten thousand years ago, why does the benefactor insist on getting involved in this karma and keep him here?"
"What promise, what cause and effect, it's none of my business..."
Fang Xing replied in a cold voice, then raised the dragon-patterned knife, pointed at the monk, and shouted in a low voice: "This little bald donkey has become the fourth master of my robbery, and he will leave as soon as he says it. Just kidding, smelly monk, get out of the way!"
"you… "
The monk snorted, and his eyes were a little cold: "Almsgiver, this matter is related to the karma of Buddhism for thousands of years, so how can you stop it with a single knife? And don't forget, the Taoist scripture is still in my hand." In the hands of the Buddha of the Bi'an Temple! The poor monk once heard the Bodhisattva of the Beiming family say that you came here for a very important woman, and you did not hesitate to exchange ten mountains for one volume of Taoism scriptures. It can be seen that this person has a high status in his heart. In order to meddle in the affairs of our Buddhist sect, you don't even want the Taoist scriptures, and you don't even want the woman?"
"Taoist scriptures..."
Fang Xing really groaned after hearing these two words.
This volume of Taoism, to him now, is not just a volume of Taoism!
If he had this volume of Taoism, he would have the possibility to take back Xiaoman!
Without this Taoist scripture, there is really not much chance of winning against that young Situ whose talent and resources are ten times better than his own.
But if you want to get this Taoist scripture, you have to trade Shenxiu
And the monk also recited a prayer to the Buddha in a low voice, and persuaded in a low voice: "I hope the almsgiver thinks twice..."
"Don't think twice, it's not fun to do things if you think too much!"
Fang Xing lowered his head to look at Shenxiu, and there was a hint of coldness on his face, and he said expressionlessly: "One is the annoying and timid little bald donkey, and the other is my beautiful and obedient little girl. , Which is more important, do you really think the young master can't tell the difference?"
The monk raised his head and looked at Fang Xing, his heart settled.
However, Fang Xing said, but suddenly smiled: "So if you have to choose one of the two, then look at the present first!"
The monk was stunned, but Fang Xing suddenly smiled. The dragon-patterned knife in his hand trembled, and the endless knife energy bloomed. Even the bright moonlight between the sky and the earth seemed to be covered with a layer of gray at this time. With a murderous aura, he turned the saber and slashed at the monk in front of him. The violent saber aura wanted to tear the monk and the void he was in to pieces...
"Monk, make way!"
Amidst the shouts of anger, people are like crazy demons, fiercely killing Buddhas!
"Evil, obsessed with obsession!"
At this moment, the monk was also furious. With a roar, he waved his sleeves, and a golden cloud suddenly appeared. His mana swelled and scattered the saber energy brought out by Fang Xing's saber, and then Stretching the skinny palm into the air, a golden light shone like a golden Buddha's palm. Endless Sanskrit characters and golden light rose up around it. It seemed that there were infinite laws penetrating and converging, like a golden dragon piercing through the sky, piercing through nothingness, holding a strand of unfathomable power. Yan Yu's astonishing power and power to control the universe directly grabbed Shenxiu who was in Fang Xing's hand.
Seeing that the monk was so compassionate and resigned at the beginning, how could this attack be so powerful? This technique alone made Fang Xing conclude that his strength was not inferior to that of his eldest cousin, and he could almost reach The realm of killing three...
"Hehe, Buddhist supernatural powers, it's the first time I've encountered it, and I've had a good time!"
Fang Xing sneered, the big wings of the sword demon behind him spread out loudly, he slapped left and right, his figure turned sharply, and the big golden hand that the monk protruded over was also blacked out by countless sword qi under his pair of black sword wings It was twisted to pieces, and the powerful force of the slap made the monk stand unsteadily, staggering and retreating, the monk's robe on his body was blown by the strong wind, and ripples kept appearing.
"It's not over yet!"
Fang Xing shook the dragon pattern sword in his hand, shaking the void, and the black light visible to the naked eye rolled towards the monk's body.
At the same time, he suddenly took three steps diagonally in the air, and his figure was strangely behind the monk, his movements were free and easy, like a fairy, and the monk was urged by his knife, so he didn't dare to take the monk head-on. With such ferocious strength, he had to roll up his sleeves, Yu Feng retreated, but Fang Xing grabbed behind him, and kicked straight towards his back, with great force and infinite ferocity.
"Presumptuous..."
The monk felt the terrifying murderous intent coming from behind, but he had no time to turn around. He was furious, his chest was concussed, and his roar was like thunder. He watched Fang Xing's foot about to step on his back. Suddenly his figure shook, his head suddenly turned straight, and then his two arms and even his legs were all twisted at this time, unexpectedly turning his back into a front chest in an extremely strange way, and then his arms interlaced, hard Shengsheng was blocked in front of his chest, his Buddhist mana soared, and an illusory Buddha appeared behind him...
"Naughty animal!"
The big Buddha suddenly opened his eyes, and two beams of real eyes fell on Fang Xing.
King Kong glared, sweeping away the world.
There was clearly no sound, but in Fang Xing's heart, there was a faint scolding.
At this moment, even his heart was almost shaken, he felt ashamed, and felt that he had touched the Buddha's power and was full of sins.
boom!
Almost driven by Qi, when Fang Xing stepped on the monk's intertwined arms, his three-headed and six-armed Dharma image suddenly appeared behind him, fierce and demonic, the two phantoms confronted each other in the air, almost It's hard to distinguish between top and bottom, but below, Fang Xing's foot stepped on the monk's arms. With a click, a tyrannical force burst out, and the monk stepped on his feet until he couldn't stand stably, and his figure was like a torn sack General flew out, and the Buddha shadow behind him also disappeared at this time, turning into invisible...
"The person who took me away in front of me, really treats me as a young master who is a vegetarian?"
Fang Xing, who was in the air, held a broadsword in his right hand and Shenxiu in his left hand, glaring at him and roaring like thunder.
"Two..."
The monk thought he had already flown out, but another green donkey flashed by on the way, its hooves clattered, but at an extremely fast speed, it flew in front of the monk like lightning, then turned around, its two hind hooves slammed together Yang kicked the monk away firmly, and it turned out to be the green donkey, looking at the monk with big eyes indignantly, and then at Shenxiu who was held in Fang Xing's hands. He shook his head a few times, and sneezed. Looking at this appearance, he also looked dissatisfied and came here specially to teach him a lesson.
"What happened?"
Within the territory of Jiedao, there are special people patrolling around. The violent noise has already alarmed the disciples of the four fields. Countless figures rushed up, holding the binding fairy rope, driving the flying sword weapon, and grouped the monk who had rolled into the valley. Surrounded up, pointing various weapons, then looked up at Fang Xing in mid-air, as if there was a disagreement, and wanted to chop this wild monk of unknown origin into meat sauce...
"Pfft..."
The monk slowly sat up cross-legged, touching the wound, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He wanted to speak, but his internal organs were wounded, his energy was disordered, his mana was like boiling water, he couldn't move his energy for a while, so he could only remain silent, the anger in his eyes had dissipated, and there was only endless disappointment and sorrow, and he remained silent. Quietly looked at Fang Xing's face.
"Go back and tell you Bi'an Temple, my young master, I don't care whether he argues or not, and I don't dare to care whether you are a catastrophe or not. As long as I don't agree, then no one can take my junior brother away!" Fang Xing waved his hand away The subordinates of Jie Dao moved away, and looked at the monk with clear and cold eyes: "You can change the Taoist scripture if you want, or you can change it as you like, as long as you remember, it belongs to the young master." Things, since you don’t want them for giving you face, don’t blame me for being cruel when I go to snatch them back with my own hands!”
In the quiet voice, there was a sense of coldness, as if everything had been suppressed, and there was no sound in the world.
And that monk sat cross-legged on the ground for a long while before finally suppressing the boiling mana in his body. He stood up slowly, but almost fell down. Xing gradually stood up straight and looked up.
Looking at Fang Xing, it seems that he is seeking to ease the emotions in Fang Xing's heart.
"Benefactor, you will not be able to intervene in this karma..."
It took a long time for the monk to open his mouth in a hoarse voice: "The ending of everything was predetermined ten thousand years ago, and Buddhahood will definitely be born in this life. Even the evil obstacle has been figured out, and I promised to go with the poor Buddha. Why do you have to stop?"
"I don't care whether he agrees or not later, I just remember that he said at the beginning that he didn't want to go..."
Fang Xing's eyes were cold, and he shouted coldly in a low voice: "As long as he doesn't want to go, no one can force him to go!"
"you… "
The monk showed bitterness on his face, but he closed his mouth after all, chanted the Buddha in a low voice, and sighed softly: "The poor monk knows!"
After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked slowly towards the gate of Jiedao Village, as if Xu Shiji had disappeared very quickly.