"I'm not afraid of you."

Qin Yao shook his head and said, "I just don't believe that pies will fall from the sky."

Tianxiu laughed in silence: "There will not be a pie in the sky, but fate often loves someone especially at a certain period of time.

People usually call the lucky ones in this period of time - the sons of destiny.

Mr. Qin, in the last period of my life, you are the son of destiny in my eyes."

Qin Yao said calmly: "Wearing a high hat has no effect on me, I have never taken this set."

Tianxiu: "It seems that I need to communicate with you well..."

Qin Yao glanced at the Onmyoji who was lying on the ground and looked back: "I'll give you a chance to convince me."

"At the beginning, you thought that helping me would be more harmful than good, and you were unwilling to suffer losses, so you were unwilling to help me transcend. Now, after I said this, you feel that helping me would be more beneficial than bad, and you were unwilling to take risks, so you still didn't want to help me transcend." Tianxiu said: "That's right, right?"

"That's right." Qin Yao admitted frankly, open and honest.

"We're talking more carefully." Tianxiu said slowly: "You think this is a dangerous thing. The root cause should be to pay less and get more, right?"

Qin Yao pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes."

"You are obsessed with the face~"

Tian Xiu smiled slightly: "How many monks do you think can do this in this world who can act according to the plan we just proposed?

You should be clear that most monks in the world are extremely ordinary and mediocre.

If someone else is changed, can he easily deal with ninety-nine evil ghosts?

If you have this relationship and have the ability to do things that others cannot do, this opportunity should be yours.

Opportunities are not reserved for those who are prepared, but for those who have resources.

The world is so realistic, what's the use of just being prepared?

If you don’t have the ability to cover it, you still can’t cover it. You can only watch the opportunity slip away from you and you can’t do anything.”

Qin Yao: “…”

Although he didn't want to admit it, he was indeed somewhat convinced by the demon monk...

Tianxiu's gentle eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the hearts. Without waiting for Qin Yao to reply, he came to Onmyoji and said sideways: "Mr. Qin, can I deal with her?"

Qin Yao pursed his lips and said, "Even if you solve this problem for me, I will not help you."

Tian Xiu smiled without saying a word, bent down, gently placed his palm on Jinsha's forehead, and a white Buddha light suddenly emerged from his palm.

The places where the Buddha's light touched turned into nothingness. In a blink of an eye, most of Jinsha's head disappeared, as if someone had erased this piece with an eraser on a static scroll.

It's so clean that it's thrilling!!!

"Bang."

Suddenly, the gossip mirror printed on Jinsha's back emitted a burst of white smoke, and a man's head drilled out of Jinsha's lower abdomen.

"Oh, you're out." Tianxiu smiled and stretched out his palm affectionately.

Under the Buddha's palm, all things are gone.

In an instant, this head was gone.

Qin Yao: “…”

It's ridiculous!!

No wonder this monk lost a base with his own strength.

Is the light in the other person's palm a Buddha's light?

"Sorry, I can only store nine hundred and ninety-nine evil spirits in my body, and I have no place for you."

Tian Xiu murmured to himself, and the Buddha's light in his palm was burning again.

Silently, there was not even a flying ashes. The Yin-Yang Corpse, second only to Nintendo's comprehensive ability, disappeared, and was completely erased from this world by a palm.

Qin Yao swallowed a mouthful of water, and the pride in his heart disappeared in an instant.

He did not think that his body was more perverted than Yin and Yang corpse, and he did not dare to pat his chest and say that he could use the magical technique of asking for help from the bottom of the box when the monk hits his palm!

In just five or six years, he had completed hundreds of years of other people's journey and achieved brilliant achievements, but can those things make up for the gap between him and the other party?

What else... are you proud of?

At this moment, Qin Yao truly settled down, his mind went further in his enlightenment, and the sharp sharpness that penetrated his body slowly dissipated...

Tian Xiu felt a sense of emotion, looked up at Qin Yao, looked at the other party's eyes that were as quiet as a deep lake, and said sincerely: "Congratulations."

Qin Yao bowed and bowed his hands. When facing him, he no longer felt alienated from thousands of miles away: "Thank you."

Tianxiu shook her head and said, "I'm just an opportunity. Even without me, you will reach this state of mind sooner or later."

Qin Yao smiled: "No one knows how long this 'sooner or later' will last, thirty years, fifty years, three hundred years, five hundred years, the later you know how to be humble, the more ruthless you will suffer in the future."

“That’s true.”

Tianxiu nodded: "The strong need to be humble, because a mountain is higher than a mountain!

In your eyes, maybe I am already strong enough, but in my eyes, I also have goals that need to be caught up.

Otherwise, why should the little monk begging for death?”

Qin Yao suddenly felt a little curious and smiled and said, "I wonder what the master's goal is?"

Tian Xiu keenly discovered the changes in his title and smiled slightly: "It is my teacher, Kōkai. His life is legendary. When he was alive, he was unparalleled."

Qin Yao remained silent.

I said earlier that I don’t know if it’s because of the preconceived reason, but when I hear the name of Kūkai, the image of the demon cat circulating Kūkai will subconsciously appear in his mind...

Tian Xiu looked at him quietly and said, "The existence meaning of the goal is to urge people to continue to surpass themselves.

My goal is my master. When my master was young, he was Master Xuanzang, and when his youth was Nalanda Temple.

I heard from my master that Nalanda Temple was the highest Buddhist institution in the world at that time. Master Xuanzang studied at Master Jiexian. In just ten years, he conquered more than 3,000 monks present through an unblocked conference and eighteen days of debate. It was so heartbreaking to think about it...

This is the role of supervising goals. Mr. Qin, who is your goal?"

Qin Yao was stunned for a moment.

He never thought about this question?

As the first person in his contemporary era, he seems to be the target others are chasing?

So, what about looking up?

Thinking of this, Qin Yao subconsciously glanced at Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu looked up at the sky.

What do I do?

If we really fight, I may not be able to beat you if we use all the means... Are you embarrassed to use me as a goal???

"Zhong Kui!"

Silently retracted his gaze, Qin Yao said in a deep voice: "If I had to have a goal, Zhong Kui would undoubtedly be the best candidate for me."

"Punish the evil corpse Zhong Kui..."

Tian Xiu murmured and laughed: "He is indeed a good candidate. His personal strength, achievements, current status, and worldly reputation. No matter which one is, he is excellent."

Qin Yao smiled and said indifferently: "I chose him not because he is excellent..."

Yao Ge'er has already unlocked the realm of eating soft rice and hard food. What he wants now is to eat all.

Standing and eating all three bowls of rice, my brother-in-law still had to serve him a bowl.

What is face?

This is what it means to save face!

...

...

Country.

Underground palace.

The head master Wata, who was sitting cross-legged on the bone mount, suddenly raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and pressed his palm tightly against his heart, and his whole body instantly sweated like slurry.

After more than half an hour of stiffness, as the heart-wrenching and severe pain gradually slowed down, Wata felt that she had come back to life, put down her arms, lowered her head, and gasped heavily.

The Yin-Yang Corpse was refined by him and was related to his body and mind. There was only one explanation for this backlash when he had this kind of backlash: the Yin-Yang Corpse completely disappeared, even if there was no residue left.

"Damn, what did those two idiots do?!"

After a long time, Wata gradually recovered a little energy, quickly left the hall, turned around and came to a secret room full of countless skulls.

"The magic mirror appears!!"

Stopped in front of a wall made of bones, he raised his right hand to a hexagonal magic mirror in the middle of the bone wall.
To be continued...