Master Jingtian heard what I said and looked around. After a long while, he turned his head and said to me: "The donor's spirit is indomitable. If you are fighting against the poor monk and the donor is defeated, do you still have to think about making a comeback?"
Hearing the words of Master Jingtian, I nodded and said, "You are not proud to win, and you are not discouraged to lose."
"If the donor spends a few years and can't defeat the poor monk, don't you have to keep pestering the poor monk, you keep pestering the poor monk, how can I take part in the Dharma quietly?"
"The abbot can rest assured, I believe that I want to beat the abbot in a few years."
Just kidding, if I have been trapped in the Fotai Temple for a few years, then when will I be able to become a fifth-level Taoist priest? Only then can we go back to Tianmen Village and meet Ma Yuzhi.
"The donor believes in himself, and the poor monk also believes in himself. The donor feels that it will not take long to defeat me, but the poor monk also feels that the donor will not want to defeat me in a few years."
When the monk said this, he turned around and said: "Donor, if we are willing, let's make an agreement, how about?"
"What kind of agreement does Master Jingtian want to make with me?"
"The poor monk only used one spell to confront the donor, giving the donor two opportunities. If the two opportunities are exhausted, the donor still cannot defeat the poor monk, so he should leave, and don't come back to disturb me and wait for cleansing."
Hearing the words of Monk Jingtian, I was silent for a moment and asked: "I'm a little curious. I don't know what kind of spell the abbot intends to use to fight me?"
"Buddhism Magic-Moko's Fingers."
"Moke's point?" I murmured, thinking about it, and then said: "The abbot wants to get it right once and for all, but I am a little worried that the abbot will release the water and deliberately lose to me."
"How could the poor monk deliberately lose to you."
"Because the monks are compassionate, I am afraid that the abbot will feel compassionate towards me, and I don't want to see me leave the Fotai Temple lost, and then deliberately lose to my hands." Before the monk Jingtian could speak, I added: "I want to defeat the abbot dignifiedly, even if the abbot uses only one spell. If the abbot gives way, even if I win, I will also be extremely disappointed in my heart."
"The poor monk will say it again. The poor monk will not let you deliberately. The poor monk will do his best to make the donor even
Lose two games. "
"The monk is compassionate. I believe the abbot will not let me lose two games in a row."
Hearing this word of mine, Monk Jingtian smiled. After a while, Monk Jingtian asked me: "There must be some thoughts in the donor's heart, so you might as well say it and let the poor monk listen to it."
"It's not a big idea, just to prevent the abbot from deliberately releasing water to give me courtesy. I want to make a bet with the abbot."
"The monks cannot bet against people."
"Then it's an agreement." I smiled at Monk Jingtian and then said: "Two chances, if the abbot wins, I leave the Fotai Temple griefly. If I win in the end, the abbot will point Moko The secret is taught to me."
"Moke's tactics are Buddhist spells, and the benefactor is a person in the dust. I can't teach you the tactics of Moko's."
"But the abbot said that I won't have a chance to beat you. Now, why is the abbot scared?"
"The poor monk has never been afraid, but I don't want to participate in such a gambling fight."
"Abbot, I'll say it again, this is not a gambling fight, but an agreement between you and me." At this point, I paused for a moment, and then said: "If the abbot is unwilling to agree to me, then I will always pester you. So that you cannot participate in the Dharma."
"Donor, why are you doing this?"
"I'm just worried that the abbot will release the water and deliberately let me win."
"The poor monk has said that, the poor monk will not..."
Before Monk Jingtian could finish speaking, I insisted: "Please also the abbot to complete it."
"Well, the poor monk promises you that if you win the poor monk, the poor monk will teach you the practice of Moko Zhijue."
When I heard Monk Jingtian's words, my heart was slightly happy at first, but soon I followed and frowned. I have no confidence in defeating Monk Jingtian in a short time. Because Monk Jingtian is a third-level Taoist, there is a slight difference in strength between me and him.
"Donor, if there is no problem, you and I will start to discuss now, how about?"
"Okay!" I nodded solemnly, and walked with Monk Jingtian to the center of the crowd.
"Mo Ke Zhi Jue specializes in acupuncture points on the human body, the donor, but be careful."
"Specializing in human body acupoints?" I heard Monk Jingtian's words, I
My heart sank slightly. I know how important acupuncture points are to a person, so when Monk Jingtian's voice fell, my heart was overshadowed.
"Donor, the poor monk made a move." Monk Jingtian's voice fell, slowly raising his right hand.
At this time, his four fingers on his right hand were brought together, and he only stretched out his index finger towards me. There was a little golden light sprayed out of Monk Jingtian’s fingers and flew towards my thigh.
The speed of the golden light was very fast. I just realized it here. The golden light drew a circle in mid-air, then went around behind me, and finally hit the Yingu acupoint on my right leg.
Yingu point is where the arteries and veins meet, so when the golden light hits my Yingu point, I only had time to make a scream. When my right leg hurts, I knelt on the ground.
"Donor, this time, I will attack your Quchi Point."
"Quchi Point?" Hearing Monk Jingtian's words, I lowered my head and looked at my hands. At this moment, another golden light appeared in my sight. Immediately after, I felt a sharp pain in the Quchi acupoint on my right hand, and then my entire right arm lost consciousness.
"Mo Ke Zhi Jue attack is sharp, fast, and accurate. Although the power of the Zhi Jue is not great, as long as it hits the acupuncture points of the human body, it can easily subdue the opponent." Monk Jingtian smiled at me, and then again. Then he said: "Donor, I will attack your temple next, you have to be careful!"
When Monk Jingtian's voice fell, another golden light shot out from Monk Jingtian's fingers.
This time, I was prepared. As the golden light flew out, I pulled out the kitchen knife left by Chen Chusheng and used the side of the kitchen knife to protect the temple on the side of my cheek.
The golden light hit the side of the kitchen knife heavily, making a crisp sound.
Blocking the attack of Monk Jingtian, my heart felt slightly slightly. At this moment, I only felt a sharp pain coming from the location of Fengchi Acupoint.
The severe pain soon spread through my whole body along the spinal cord below my whole body. Following me, my head tilted and fell heavily to the ground.
(End of this chapter)