The fat monk clasped his hands together, narrowed his eyes slightly, chuckled, and looked at everyone, "The poor monk advises all donors not to engage in evil talk, which will only lead to the death of the body and the destruction of the soul."
"Thief Bald, how dare you kill someone here!"
"Everyone, come together and kill this fat monk!"
"Yes, there are so many of us, why do we need to be afraid of him?"
The onlookers started shouting and cursing, but they didn't see clearly how the monk was able to move his hands, and they didn't dare to move forward for a while.
"The poor monk is a cultivator in the upper realm. He just wants to rest here temporarily. Donors, don't be afraid."
The fat monk still showed that harmless smile, "What's more, the poor monk needs some servants to serve him while he is hiding. This is your great opportunity."
Someone understood it instantly and spat: "Damn it, this monk wants us to be his dogs!"
"You are a cultivator, and we are cultivators of immortality. Why should we be your slaves?"
"You damn bald donkey, why don't you become our slave!"
"..." The fat monk saw the people in front of him cursing and cursing, but no one dared to step forward to take action. He couldn't help but shook his head: "This world has really fallen. The practitioners are all like this, pathetic and pitiful."
As he spoke, he suddenly made a seal with his hands and said loudly: "In that case, why not all of you become slaves to the poor monk? If the poor monk finds that qi machine in the future, you can also have some immortality, chickens and dogs are still good.
If you can attain the Tao, how much less you."
When those people heard that the fat monk compared them to chickens and dogs, they became even more furious. Now some people really couldn't help it, they picked up their weapons and slashed at the monk.
The lights of swords and shadows intertwined, and it seemed that the monk was about to be chopped into a pile of meat.
"I hold a knife to each other and show disrespect to the Buddha. Therefore, I use means to subjugate demons and make you suffer the consequences."
The fat monk had a kind smile on his face and pushed out the handprint he held: "The true seal of the Brahma Realm, Weishan!"
Suddenly, everyone within a ten-mile radius felt a huge coercion, like Mount Tai pressing on top, and they were instantly breathless.
Soon these people could no longer resist the pressure and knelt down one after another.
As soon as I knelt down, the spiritual platform immediately became clear. All the stress and worries seemed to have disappeared. I felt extremely happy inside, as if I had arrived in the paradise world.
"Master, I understand.
From now on, I will put aside everything and practice with you."
"Master, I will be your dog from now on and will protect you for the rest of my life."
"Being the master's slave is our lifetime honor."
"It's so good. This poor monk has saved more than ten people. His merits are immeasurable."
The fat monk looked at these weeping people with satisfaction, smiled and took away his fingerprints, waving his hands and saying: "As long as you serve with all your heart, maybe one day the poor monk will take you away together to the other side of deep space."
Just when the monk was feeling satisfied, suddenly two figures came from far away and approached.
Both of them are women and extremely beautiful.
The older one looked heroic, with a rare sharpness between his eyebrows.
The little one looks cute and well-behaved, and his figure and posture all reveal a rare freshness.
The visitors were naturally Ning Ruirui and Guaibao Baobao.
Xia Tian did not catch up in time, but he will appear at any time.
As for why, of course it is convenient to show off.
"Master, can this behavior of yours be called transformation?"
Ning Ruirui glanced at the people kneeling on the ground and subconsciously felt that something was wrong with this monk.
When the fat monk saw Ning Ruirui and the good baby, his slightly squinted eyes couldn't help but light up, and he said with great joy: "In this land abandoned by immortals, there are some extremely beautiful women, which is really a blessing for this poor monk.
Already."
"Hey, monk, why are you staring at us leeringly?"
The good baby was a little unhappy when he was seen, "Don't monks want to quit sex?"
"What the two female Bodhisattvas said is true."
The fat monk clasped his hands together and said with a smile on his face: "However, the poor monk is not a monk, but a practitioner in the world of Sanskrit music, so he does not need to keep the precepts."
Ning Ruirui frowned slightly, but she was still a little confused: "What place do you think the Sanskrit World is?"
"I think the female Bodhisattva should have already established her foundation. Why do she still know nothing about the world of cultivating immortals?"
The fat monk also had some confusion on his face, but he still explained to Ning Ruirui: "The Sanskrit World is a cultivation planet under the Alliance of Immortal Cultivation, and was created by the Sanskrit Arhat three thousand years ago.
Everyone in the world must shave their heads and become a monk, but once they have formed the golden elixir, they do not need to keep the precepts."
Ning Ruirui couldn't help but asked with some caution: "So you are an immortal cultivator at the Golden Core stage?"
"Haha, the female Bodhisattva is joking."
The fat monk touched his bald head and said with a smile: "If there is only the golden elixir stage, how can a poor monk dare to walk alone in the starry sky for hundreds of years and come to this place abandoned by immortals."
The good baby yawned and said somewhat boredly: "Hey, fat monk, just tell me what realm you are in and what you are doing on earth."
"Since the little Bodhisattva has asked a question, the poor monk will tell you."
The fat monk clasped his hands together and said piously: "The poor monk is now in the stage of integration. He is only one step away from overcoming the tribulation, but he has no chance for a while.
Exactly three hundred years ago, I accidentally looked through ancient books and discovered that there was a qi machine that was brought to this star field ten thousand years ago, so I dared to cross the galaxy and pursue it here."
Ning Ruirui was shocked when she heard this. It was thousands of years ago. Could it be related to the person Zhang Lingling mentioned?
"Did the female Bodhisattva think of something?"
The fat monk keenly noticed the changes in Ning Ruirui's mind and asked, "Do you know something?"
Ning Ruirui came back to her senses and shook her head flatly: "I don't know."
"That's it."
But the fat monk laughed, with a look of astonishment on his face: "Just in time, the poor monk just noticed that there seemed to be some familiar atmosphere in the ruins here. Could it be that the poor monk's opportunity has come?"
The good boy curled his lips and said casually: "You're overthinking, or maybe you've reached your death point."
"Haha, I'm not a humble monk boasting."
The fat monk had a proud expression on his face, "This is a place abandoned by immortals. It is extremely rare to breed immortal cultivators, but most of them cannot even reach the foundation building stage. No one can be a poor monk."
The enemy of the palm."
The good boy sneered at this and retorted with a smile: "Then you are wrong. We have many powerful immortal cultivators on earth, many of whom are in the tribulation stage, and there was a pervert with us just now.
.”
"Hahahaha, the period of transcending tribulation?"
The fat monk was amused by the good baby's words and laughed for a long time: "Little Bodhisattva, you are so cute.
I might as well tell you, poor monk, that even in the world of Sanskrit music, where the aura is ten thousand times better than here, in three thousand years, there have been less than thirty cultivators in the tribulation period.
How is this possible in this abandoned land of immortality?"
"This is not an impossibility, it is a fact."
Ning Ruirui had long known from Ajiu Yi Xiaoyin's mouth that those wives in Xia Tian who went to Xianyun Continent were basically in the tribulation period.
The fat monk looked unbelieving, smiled and waved his hands: "Why do the two female Bodhisattvas say such big words? If there are people who are cultivating immortals in the tribulation period on this planet, then there must be a magic circle that covers the sky. How can a poor monk be so relaxed?
Where did the land come here?”
This question stopped Ning Ruirui. She still didn't know enough about cultivating immortals, and she didn't know why Xia Tian and his wives didn't build a defensive formation for the earth.
"Hey, Xia Tian, come out quickly and explain to this monk."
The good baby didn't know the reason, so he raised his head and shouted to all around him.
Unfortunately, no one responded to her.
"Two female Bodhisattvas, please stop bluffing. There are not even golden elixir stage immortal cultivators here."
The fat monk obviously didn't have much patience anymore, so he said straight to the point: "The poor monk only lives here temporarily and needs to repair it for a few years. During this period, if two female Bodhisattvas practice double cultivation, it will be twice the result with half the effort.
Of course, the poor monk will not treat you badly. When he leaves, he will leave enough elixir skills to help you rise to the golden elixir stage. This is a rare opportunity for you, so don’t miss it."
"Sister Ning, this monk actually wants to take advantage of us."
Not only was the good boy not angry, but he even said excitedly to Ning Ruirui: "Do you think Xia Tian will suddenly rush out and smash his dog's head?"
Ning Ruirui glanced at the good baby with a slightly speechless look, and thought to herself: This little girl just said that she didn't want to have anything to do with Xia Tian in the future, but now she subconsciously classified herself into Xia Tian's group of women.
In a daze, she also remembered herself not long ago, and her mood seemed to be similar.
"Master, if you want to practice in peace, you can stay here, as long as you don't mess around."
Ning Ruirui sighed and said to the fat monk: "But if you want to dominate here, then forget it, you will die miserably."
The fat monk was a little angry now, and said disdainfully: "Who else here can hurt the poor monk even a hair?"
"I said, fat monk, you may be crazy when you talk like this, but you are not domineering enough."
When the good boy heard this, he felt something was completely wrong and immediately started to give instructions: "You should point at Sister Ning and say that I want you to become my woman today, or that I want you to be the best in the world in cultivation or something.
Otherwise, I won’t feel it at all.”
The fat monk was amused by the good baby and laughed again. He pointed at her and said, "The poor monk really likes you. If I leave in the future, I can take you with me and let you be my personal maid."
"Then forget it."
The good baby curled his lips: "One, you are too ugly; two, you are too fat; three, there is someone who won't agree."
"You don't agree?"
asked the fat monk.
The good baby nodded: "I definitely won't agree, but I don't have the ability to refuse.
So, the person I’m talking about is not me.”
"Who is that?"
The fat monk glanced around coldly, "Here, except for these kneeling ants, no one is the opponent of the poor monk.
According to your words, on this planet, the cultivation level of this poor monk is the second in the world... ugh!"
Before he even said the word "一", he suddenly flew out.