Wang Yi looked around and saw the dumbfounded people, but secretly sneered in his heart, looking at the old woman standing there with an indifferent expression.
The old woman was deeply shocked by what Wang Yi had just seen. His panic expression could not be concealed. When he saw Wang Yi slowly walking towards her, he was suddenly shocked and stepped back violently. Not only that, but also
He kept shaking his head and muttering.
"How is it possible, how is it possible, that is a fourth-grade ghost spirit, and a monk like you can be so tyrannical..."
When Wang Yi, who was walking slowly, heard this, he paused slightly, his eyes wrinkled slightly, and he looked at the old woman and asked doubtfully, "What did you say? A fourth-grade ghost?"
"No, nothing, nothing, nothing..."
"snort!"
Wang Yi saw that there must be something behind this matter, but this old woman was just a chess piece. Wang Yi slowly raised his left hand, and suddenly there was an irresistible force in the void that enveloped her whole body.
For a moment, the old woman seemed to be imprisoned. No matter how hard she struggled, she could not escape Wang Yi's control!
"What is a fourth-grade ghost spirit? I'll give you three breaths to think about it!"
Wang Yi was still slowly moving towards the old woman. A cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes, which were full of murderous intent. They were like wild and ferocious beasts. Those cold and murderous eyes made people feel shocked to the bottom of their hearts.
at.
"One breath!"
The old woman had just heard Wang Yi's words and was still thinking in her mind, but she looked at the horrified people around her and smiled ferociously at Wang Yi.
"Two breaths!"
"I don't believe you dare to kill me? What you practice as a monk is the Tao. If you kill me, an unarmed old woman, how can you achieve the Tao? Hahahaha...
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"Three breaths!"
Wang Yi frowned, clenched his right hand in the air, and violently pulled it towards the sky. The next moment, he heard an explosive roar. Countless people around him had not yet come out of the shock, but at this moment they were shocked again.
They saw that there was nothing left on the old woman's exploded body except the white bones. There was no bright red blood, no flesh and blood, only broken bones scattered all over the ground!
"Tao! What is Tao? I will kill you just because you fulfilled my promise, not to mention that you are not a human being, so you have the thought of a demon! Absurd, extremely absurd!
Have you all seen it? Is this old woman a human being? Are the gods you worship and worship really incomparably sacred and pure?
You are all wrong! You have to walk the road by yourself, and you have to rely on yourself to maintain your life. External forces can only help you get through it for a while, but they cannot always help you!
Please wake up! I will give you some money, you can buy some seeds to sow and maintain your own life!"
Wang Yi looked at the people around him and shouted loudly. Then he counted the storage ring in his hand and took out some sparkling gold. Wang Yi put all the gold on the ground and turned around to leave.
The people stared blankly at the gold on the ground. When they looked at Wang Yi, whose figure was gradually disappearing, they suddenly realized that they stood up quickly, knelt on their knees, and thanked them repeatedly. However, Wang Yi did not know this scene, and he did not
Need to know.
There is a high mountain thousands of meters away. This mountain is like a knife edge, with abrupt and steep peaks. There is a monk on the top of the mountain, watching this scene with a smile and praising it repeatedly.
"Determined, cruel and caring for the people, this is the style of a tyrant. Don't you know that this person is the one I have been looking for so hard?"
Seeing the only sound disappear into the sky, the monk flicked his sleeves, flew away, and walked straight in the direction of Wang Yi.
Wang Yi was worried. Not only did he want to break through to the realm of accommodation as soon as possible, but he also wanted to find a sect to practice this magical power in the fairy world. So he seemed to find a quiet resting place as soon as possible to gather his spiritual power. He saw a thousand meters away
There was a dilapidated house outside, so I sensed the surrounding situation.
Then he flew into the house. He took a look inside the house. There was no danger or any signs of people. It was just a mess and very dirty. However, Wang Yi didn't mind it and sat down quickly.
He stood down, closed his eyes tightly, and activated all his spiritual energy.
"Boom boom boom boom boom!!!!!!"
At this moment, thunder suddenly broke out, like countless bombs exploding at the same time, exploding crazily in the air, followed by countless violent roars. The roar was deafening, and the king who was meditating was stunned.
Yi felt uncomfortable.
The next moment there were strong winds and heavy rain falling. The ground turned dry and became wet. The countless dust on the ground was mixed with the rain, making it look extremely chaotic.
Wang Yi looked at the rain splashing outside the door, confused, but slightly raised his eyebrows.
"Why did the rain come so suddenly? There was no sign, no trace!"
"Oops, it's raining so hard. The Sa family needs to rent a house to take shelter for a while!"
Just when Wang Yi was puzzled, a fat monk quietly appeared in front of Wang Yi. Wang Yi saw him walking in from outside the house. There was still no trace of his figure. He was there.
The man in the room smiled at Wang Yi, quickly took off his coat and shook off the rainwater on it.
The honest look on his face made Wang Yi feel that this person had no ill intentions, so he was not thinking about anything. He was just about to continue to gather his spiritual power, but the monk praised loudly.
"Donor, your eyebrows are thick and dark, and your expression is calm and intimidating. There is endless majesty and indifference hidden in it. This is the appearance of a tyrant! Are you willing to chat with the young monk?"
Wang Yi looked sideways and sneered secretly in his heart after hearing these words. He laughed at how glib the monk was and shook his head and ignored it.
"Okay, then I won't disturb your practice! By the way, are you hungry?"
The monk glanced at Wang Yi helplessly, and took out a pair of roast chickens and a bottle of white wine from his cassock. He looked at Wang Yi with a smile, still smiling.
"Oh? You are a monk who eats fasting and chants Buddha's name, but why do you start drinking alcohol and eating meat? Could it be that you broke the precepts and were kicked out as a monk?"
Wang Yi asked about the taste of the wine, looked sideways again, and saw a smile on the face of the monk.
"Haha, as the saying goes, after the food and wine go through the intestines, the Buddha will keep it in his heart! My practice is the same as yours, and I pay attention to doing things according to my nature!"
"Well? Same as me? Could it be that you saw the scene where I killed the old woman just now?" When Wang Yi heard this, he suppressed his smile, frowned slightly again, and looked at the monk's eyes.
There was a hint of solemnity.
Wang Yi thought about it secretly. After all, he did not see the monk when he was killing the old woman, but the monk saw his behavior, which showed that the monk's cultivation was higher than his own.
"Well, I've seen it all! You are a good person! The Sa family is willing to make friends with you!" The monk said and took out two wine glasses. He received two glasses of wine respectively, still smiling.
"Haha, that's it. If it were that old woman of yours, would you kill her?" Wang Yi smiled slightly, his expression not only did not relax, but became more rigorous.
"Kill! Why not kill?" The monk shouted loudly without hesitation. At the same time, he handed Wang Yi a glass of wine.
"Oh? Why?" Wang Yi asked solemnly again without taking the drink.
"The Sa family's practice is the same as yours. It emphasizes doing whatever you want, and you don't have to worry about anything, let alone think about the consequences! He is not a man who deserves death, but he confuses the people, deliberately obliterates the life of the monks, and even sacrifices to ghosts.
This is a serious sin!"
The monk handed the drink in his hand to Wang Yi again. Wang Yi's frowning eyebrows relaxed slightly. He looked at the monk and asked again.
"I wonder if Master knows what that ghost is?"
"That ghost spirit is an incorporeal ghost thought. This ghost spirit is divided into seven levels. The one you killed is a fourth-level ghost spirit. It is an existence that cannot be underestimated. When the ghost spirit absorbs enough nutrients, it can
Once you break through yourself and become a ghost, then it will be very difficult to kill you!
However, for Buddhist disciples like us, these ghosts are our mortal enemies! They have a special method of killing them! Do you want to learn them?"
The monk once again handed the drink in his hand to Wang Yi. Wang Yi hesitated for a moment, then accepted it calmly, clinked a glass with the monk and drank it all in one gulp.
"Okay, okay!!!"
When the monk saw Wang Yi so happy, the smile on his face was as bright as a blooming flower, and he praised him repeatedly.
Wang Yi took a sip and immediately felt that the wine in his body was burning in his belly like a blazing flame. It was extremely painful and uncomfortable, but it exuded an unimaginable power, which nourished the muscles and veins all over his body.
With flesh and blood, he felt that his body was full of power.
"Shuang Kuan, you are also a cheerful person, this good wine is really top quality! Since you want to make friends with me, then I am the same! Haha...
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Wang Yi quickly took another glass and drank it all in one gulp. He felt that the wine in his body was constantly overflowing, and his strength and blood increased significantly. Wang Yi felt the level of the level of accommodation, and his heart was extremely excited.
"Hahaha, okay! It's gratifying to have made friends with such a monk over a pot of wine. My family name is Fan! You can just call me Brother Fan. What about you?"
"Wang Yi!" Wang Yi replied without hesitation. He clinked a glass with the monk again and started drinking again. Wang Yi was not restrained and quickly tore into the roast chicken and ate it.
"Hahahaha, okay! I, Sajia, really saw the right person! He is so bold and unrestrained at all. This is the true meaning of spontaneity! Okay, eat!"
"I'm older than you, so I call you Brother Wang!"
"Well, Brother Fan!" Wang Yi nodded, with a look of joy on his face. He was still estranged in his heart, and he still maintained a cautious attitude towards the monk, but with the wine the monk brought out
, Wang Yi has already seen his character and character.
