"Name."

"Zhang San."

"Did you know you broke the law?"

"Clam?"

"What the hell? The national law of Zhuzi Country is not law? You have broken the law, do you know that?"

"Know, know..."

"What law was broken?"

"Zhu, the national law of Zhu Zi country?"

"The state has national laws and the family has family rules. Since I, Yan Chixia, am a worshiper of the Zhuzi Kingdom, I must have to do things. Everyone in the world knows that our Daqian Temple has always used money to do things."

"..."

The big bald man who was recovering from his injuries first heard Qin's words and thought that the benefactor Yan was quite reasonable. Although he didn't take any action, he killed the master of the Blood Sea Sect who was holding a high-grade treasure. It seemed a bit cruel, but after all, he didn't take any action.

Is it for the light of chivalry and righteousness?

But when the conversation changed, why is it "our Daqian Zen Temple"? And "doing things with money"?

"Almsgiver Yan, poor monk..."

"Shut up, these three-legged cat trash can actually hurt themselves. Little brother, your Dharma is not profound. You still need to practice."

"Donor Yan, this Dharma and injury..."

"Shut up."

"..."

The ugly monk was speechless and had no choice but to heal his wounds. What's even more subtle is that the elixir given to him by someone Qin was really powerful and easy to use.

Seeing that Donor Yan was so wealthy, the bald man immediately thought to himself: There is a quota for the elixirs in my Daqian Zen Temple. Only senior monks can get more of them. The healing elixirs that Donor Yan gave me,

It's extremely useful for warriors, and I'm afraid you have to sit in court to get the Dharma Protector Vajra.

After a slight comparison, Chou Ku actually felt that hanging around with Qin seemed to be a little more powerful than when he was at Daqian Zen Temple.

Whether it was practice, progress, knowledge, or even further elaboration of Buddhism, he felt that he had gained a new level of understanding.

After all, when you improve your realm, you cannot fake it.

It is vaguely necessary to make the skills concrete, and the acupuncture points in the body seem to have a budding feeling.

Moreover, Monk Chouku listened to Qin’s words this time and came up to fight with the people from the Blood Sea Sect. It felt so good and hearty!

This feeling is completely different from the competition between fellow disciples and even the master's nephew. It is not the same feeling at all.

He could clearly feel that even if he was injured now, the benefits he received would be much greater than competing with his peers.

A fighting spirit, an unprecedented fighting spirit, was generated in Lingtai's heart.

Slaying demons, hoeing the strong and supporting the weak, this is a different kind of fighting spirit.

Killing demons and slaying demons is also spiritual practice!

The great monk here was comprehending, but someone from Qin learned from the mouth of the Blood Sea Sect why they wanted to hunt down the Xiguan border troops of the Zhuzi Kingdom.

It turns out that in Xiguan, the Poseidon Sect seemed to be making some moves and was excavating a ruins, which could even be said to be a secret realm.

The news is so important that the Poseidon Sect must of course block the news. However, it is obviously not that simple to completely block the news. In addition, the four major sects are currently at war with each other. The people who can be pulled out will definitely not be the best among the best.

As a result, Poseidon Sect and other sects have pulled out servant sects and secular dynasties, and Zhuzi Kingdom is just one of them.

The mission assigned to the Blood Sea Sect this time is to intercept all the reinforcement teams from the Xiguan border troops of the Zhuzi Kingdom.

Without reinforcements, Xiguan is likely to be defeated.

Then the ruins and even the secret realm will fall into the hands of the Poseidon Cult.

After learning the details, Qin casually disabled the cultivation of the people from the Blood Sea Sect, and then used the "memory editor" to knock them out, called the ugly monk who had recovered, and ran all the way to Xiguan.

went.

The officers and soldiers of the Xiguan Border Army of the Zhuzi Kingdom were all confused. Is this an offering from the imperial court?

Too strong!

And I didn’t even take any action myself, yet my younger brother is so strong, which really boosts my confidence!

"Almsgiver Yan, the young monk has something unclear."

"I have no idea."

"..."

I haven’t asked yet, so you don’t know?

However, seeing that Mr. Qin obviously didn't want to talk, the ugly monk also held back. As he hurried on, he was recalling the scene during the fight with the Blood Sea Sect.

The great monk felt that what he lacked was not strength, because the people from the Blood Sea Sect were not much higher than him.

Even if the opponent has a Noble Phantasm and I am using my bare hands, who says that I can’t fight with my bare hands?

Moreover, Chou Ku now has a very good case. As soon as Donor Yan took action, he killed the strongest one with a broken sword.

He recognized that broken sword, it was just an ordinary iron weapon.

No warrior knows how to use this kind of weapon. It doesn't matter whether it is used or not. It will break when touched anyway, so it is better not to use it.

So Monk Chouku wondered, was Donor Yan trying to remind him of something?

After traveling for a day, Monk Chou Ku, who had been thinking about this problem the whole time, was passing by a hill with someone Qin. He suddenly saw the flowers, plants and trees all over the mountain, and his eyes suddenly lit up: I understand! Donor Yan is giving me some advice.

, in our practice, it doesn’t matter whether we have any treasures or not. As long as we practice deeply, we can even pluck leaves and flowers, and we can slay demons!

As soon as a thought arose, the bald man recited a poem: "The flower path has never been swept by the visitors... Now the gate is opened for you!"

With a twist of his fingers, the flowers on the roadside trembled slightly, rising up without wind, and hovered between the fingers of the ugly monk.

With another twist, the flowers flew out, and with a crisp sound, dozens of branches of the giant trees were cut off.

As soon as the move was successful, the ugly monk's true energy was suddenly released. The true energy actually showed a golden light. When it reached its peak, it suddenly became more concentrated and condensed.

Just for a moment, it was condensed to the tip of my finger. With another finger, I tapped it lightly, and the stubborn stone beside the road was pierced dozens of feet away.

I'll take your damn life!

Qin was stunned. Is this bald man sick?!

Can you level up even when you’re on the go? Your fucking leveling up is like drinking water!

"Is this another step up?"

“Thank you, Donor Yan, for your advice!”

"..."

I gave you some advice!

So angry!

With a quick glance, someone from Qin knew what had happened to the great monk. He had already crossed the threshold of being able to release his true energy at the peak of a warrior.

All the accumulation of the warrior realm and the maximum limit of the true energy release are condensed into one point.

This condensed point is an acupoint.

Normal people go to the Dantian, but this guy... goes to the fingers.

This brain circuit is so strange!

Which Buddha does this Nima believe in?

Namo Kato Taka is so fast and so cool?

The ugly monk at this moment can become profound and stable in this realm as long as he continues to "refining his acupoints".

To put it bluntly, it is not an exaggeration to say that the current ugly monk is at the level of a martial artist.

It's just that the great monk's brain circuit may have been led into a ditch by himself, and now he doesn't even need to consider the practice rules of Daqian Zen Temple.

"Okay, at least you still have some understanding, so don't waste Yan's expectations for you. In Yan's opinion, with your qualifications, you can achieve great things, you know?"

“Thank you, Donor Yan, for your advice!”

"Um."

Seeing his calm eyes, Mr. Qin thought to himself: This bald man may have believed in a certain dead principle, maybe he already has his own "Tao", or if people from Daqian Temple find me in the future, will they directly

Start scolding...

Forget it, it's none of my business. I was just passing by the Tiantian River. The great monk came to say hello on his own initiative. All the consequences were beyond his control.
Chapter completed!