Li Xiaobai returned to his room and waited quietly for the ship to sail.
People are wandering around the world, so they have to use a trumpet to save their lives. The Sixth Senior Brother has the protection of a super sect, so if he uses his name to get into trouble, it will probably not be a big problem.
"Dong dong dong!"
There was a knock on the door.
"Donor Li, have you rested?"
A gentle voice came from outside the door, it was Monk Mingde.
"There is no rest. Master, please come in."
Li Xiaobai said.
"Amitabha, Almsgiver Li has really embarrassed the poor monk. The poor monk with the word "Master" will never dare to be a master. It is getting dark and the sea is cold at night, so I specially cooked a bowl of porridge for Almsgiver Li. The poor monk does not want to eat meat.
It would be better if the donor does not dislike it."
Monk Mingde brought out a bowl of white rice porridge. The bowl was a little worn and it looked like it had been used all year round. There were a few vegetable leaves floating on it, which was very light.
In fact, when they have reached their level of cultivation, they don’t need to eat at all. The true energy in the body can solve everything through daily practice. The reason why they still maintain this common eating behavior is mainly to remember that they are Buddhists.
Disciples, you need to stick to your true intentions.
But this trick didn't seem to be of any use. It could be seen from the smiling monk in front of him that Buddhism was not enough to make him correct his evil ways.
"Thank you, Master, for taking care of me."
Li Xiaobai thanked him, took the rice porridge and brought it to the tip of his nose for a sniff. There was no smell of meat, and there was no smell of oil on the old bowl. He not only nodded secretly in his heart, although this monk was not a serious monk,
But after all, there is something remarkable about it, at least he is really vegetarian.
Mingde did not leave immediately, but just stared at Li Xiaobai happily, as if he wanted to watch him eat one bite at a time to feel at ease.
Li Xiaobai understood in his heart, and without any pretense, he sucked up all the gruel in the bowl in one breath, and the attribute points on the system panel suddenly jumped.
[Attribute points + 50,000...]
[Attribute points + 50,000...]
[Attribute points + 50,000...]
The value keeps beating, which is continuous damage. Monk Mingde really has no good intentions. The porridge just now was poisonous. As for the poison, you can think of it with your toenails. It must be a poison that makes people incapacitated, but it is not good for him.
It's of no use whatsoever.
"Thank you for the hospitality, Master. This porridge tastes good. I haven't tasted porridge like this for a long time."
Li Xiaobai handed the bowl back with a smile on his face.
"Amitabha, the donor does not dislike the poor monk's humble bowl of clear soup. He is truly a man of wisdom. I believe the donor will be blessed by the Buddha on this journey."
Monk Mingde also said with a smile, and he was relieved in his heart. Before coming, he was a little worried that the other party would find out some clues, but he never thought that the young man in front of him was so unprepared, without the slightest warning.
This white rice porridge was filled with rotten bone and soft tendon powder. It was a high-end product obtained from the Five Poison Sect in the Southern Continent. It only takes a piece the size of a fingernail to make a monk in the Earthly Immortal Realm fall to the ground. Even just a small dose.
It is strong enough that even those in the Heavenly Immortal Realm will suffer from temporary symptoms of weakness after taking it. It is a very overbearing poison.
It is said that this poison is a secret recipe developed by a woman who has recently become famous in the Five Poison Sect. It has just been circulated in the world, and no one has yet studied the method to crack it. If the kid in front of him swallows it directly, he will soon lose it.
The ability to move is paralyzed into a pile of mud and becomes fish and meat on the chopping board.
"Thank you for your good words, Master."
Li Xiaobai watched Monk Mingde leave with a cold light flashing in his eyes. As expected, this monk would take action tonight.
late at night.
It was dark on the sea, with a few lights on the ship flickering, and nothing else could be heard except the sound of the waves.
Li Xiaobai was lying on the bed, thinking about the mission of this trip. He found the Dilongcao and captured Jiumozhi. He waited until they got ashore to inquire. Ming De and Ming Dao were just novices at best, and they couldn't find any useful information.
Otherwise, the monks would not be making money specifically in this area of Pudu Island.
"Squeak!"
A harsh sound broke the silence in the cabin, and the wooden door of the cabin was slowly pushed open. Then several candles in the cabin were extinguished at the same time, and a dark figure flashed in, squeezing its hands and feet, quietly
sound.
"Has Donor Li fallen asleep?"
The man asked.
Li Xiaobai was silent, he didn't even want to move, he just looked at the figure in front of him quietly in the darkness.
"Hahaha, Donor Li, you must have recognized the poor monk. The poor monk knows that you haven't slept. Doesn't he feel paralyzed and weak, and his body is abnormally weak?"
"Perhaps you don't know yet, but you have been infected by the poor monk's rotten bone and soft muscles. At this moment, every inch of flesh and blood in your body is in a state of paralysis. You can't even open your eyelids, let alone move. Yesterday in Pudu,
The poor monk noticed you when we were on the island. You have a rare treasure like Hua Zi and you are an outstanding disciple of the Sword Sect. You must have a lot of resources. Don't blame the poor monk. They are all licking blood with their swords to earn a living.
Master, when you are reincarnated in your next life, please remember to tell yourself that you will be more thoughtful if you wander around the world!"
Mingde's voice was cold, mixed with mockery and seriousness, completely different from the gentleness during the day.
"Don't expect anyone to come to rescue you. All the monks on the boat drank the white rice porridge of the poor monks, and now they can only be reduced to chopping boards and fish meat to be slaughtered."
Li Xiaobai still didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.
"With that said, you can die!"
Monk Mingde was running his technique, and the golden light on his body surged, and a golden Buddhist handprint suddenly struck Li Xiaobai.
"Boom!"
The bed was smashed to pieces and a big hole was punched in the wooden wall.
[Attribute points + 500,000...]
Li Xiaobai rolled to the ground and nodded frequently while looking at the attribute point panel in front of him. Well, he was undoubtedly a monk from the Earthly Immortal Realm.
"Hey, in the past, this kind of thing was done by my subordinates, but you are too special, and you have to be killed by the monk himself. Fortunately, I have accumulated a lot of merit during my trip to Pudu Island, so killing a monk is nothing.
It’s a big deal. At worst, you can go back and recite the six-character mantra to make money back.”
"Amitabha, Donor Li, please go in peace. The poor monk will recite a rebirth mantra for you. I wish you a good journey!"
Monk Mingde said slowly, and started to mutter something, but after a few words, he realized something was wrong. Firstly, there were no resources exploding on the ground, and secondly, the merits were not reduced. What was going on?
"You have no power to resist, but you resisted the poor monk's palm and you didn't die?"
"You are indeed a genius and a monster. You cannot judge by common sense. Let the poor monk give you another ride!"
Monk Mingde's eyes turned cold, he flipped his wrist and took out a seal, threw it into the void and faced the storm, turning it into a large golden seal and pressing it down with a bang.
"Arhat's Heaven-shaking Seal!"
[Attribute points +700,000...]
It was still just drizzle, Li Xiaobai remained motionless, and all that was left on the boat was a mess on the ground.
"How is this possible? Could it be that a poor monk can't kill you even if you lie still?"
Mingde screamed in disbelief. He had used his true ability just now. The Buddhist Arhat Seal is a magic weapon that can be practiced for a long time. The longer it is practiced with Buddhist scriptures, the more powerful it will be. This seal will become more powerful.
But after following him for more than ten years, it is not an exaggeration to say that he has special skills. Although he has not yet used his full strength, how could a useless person be able to stop him? What is going on?
Just when he was about to step forward to see what was going on, a faint voice suddenly came to mind, which made his hair stand on end in shock, and a strong trembling feeling swept through his whole body in an instant.
In the darkness, Li Xiaobai blinked: "Are you done?"