As soon as I walked away with my front legs, I saw the figure of the host appearing at the stairway of the fifth floor.
Looking at the destroyed defensive formation and the remaining spiritual power fluctuations, a faint mockery flashed across his eyes.
It is a sneer of disdain and a calm indifference.
But more importantly, it was the fear that he didn't want others to see.
The other party's cultivation level was higher than his. If he hadn't held the trump card of Buddhist heritage, he would not have been able to remain as calm as before.
"Whoosh."
A small black cat ran out of Kong Jian's spacious sleeve robe and quickly ran to the sixth floor.
His gloomy and cold breath gradually calmed down, and his voice was gentle: "It's not dinner time yet, why are you in a hurry."
The black cat looked back, its eyes were two-color, one black and one red, which was particularly eerie.
Kong Jian followed closely behind, lightly shaking his right arm and saying: "This will be very dangerous, someone wants to catch you. Staying in my sleeve is the safest place for you."
"Be good and be obedient. Can I give you extra food tonight?"
The black cat raised its long tail, bared its teeth, and showed its fierce look.
Kong Jian was unmoved, he leaned over and raised his hand and said, "I'm doing it for your own good, come in quickly."
"When that person leaves and Buddhism returns to peace, I don't care where you want to go."
"The only thing is, you can't go down the mountain privately."
"I will provide you three meals a day with human blood as food. This is what I promised you personally three years ago."
"I can do it and act as agreed, and you can't go back on it."
The black cat is very understanding of human nature, and seems to have understood Kong Jian's "chattering" advice, and immediately restrained its ferocious attitude and got into his sleeve.
The old monk said with satisfaction: "When Buddhism is at stake, we must trust each other and cooperate candidly."
"You want to be free and at ease, I want to protect the mountain gate."
"You can keep the green hills without worrying about having firewood. You can't be like Taoism and Xuanmen. If the foundation is destroyed, how can you still talk about destiny?"
"Wouldn't that make you laugh?"
"Wow."
The baby's cry came from the black cat's mouth, and it curled up as if in response.
Kong Jian comforted him and said, "Okay, I know you've been aggrieved these past two days."
"I can't help it. That person's cultivation level is above the sixteenth level of martial arts."
"A master from the semi-immortal realm, with demon accomplices."
"How do you ask me to resist?"
"If he endures it for a few more days, or at most half a month, I don't believe he will cling to Buddhism."
Returning to the sixth floor, Kong Jian was sitting on a futon, meditating and regulating his breath.
After less than five minutes, he stood up, lit yellow incense, and inserted one hand into the incense burner to offer it.
"Buzz."
The few green smoke were absorbed by the small statue of Sakyamuni Buddha.
The next moment, the yellow light suddenly brightened, forming a "long water pattern" of rippling circles on the top of the Buddha statue.
Kong Jian pointed a finger with his backhand, and his spiritual power was released.
The water pattern instantly became as smooth as a mirror, and the figure of "Suning" appeared within it.
The young monk named Jingquan came to the sixth floor. His every move was reflected in the water like a movie playback.
Kong Jian sneered again and again and said angrily: "See, he is another shameless villain who hides his head and shrinks his tail."
"You only have half-fairyland cultivation, hiding in the dark and sneaking around."
"If I were him, I wouldn't have the shame to come to Buddhism to commit murder."
"It's purely embarrassing."
The black cat poked his head out of his sleeves, his eyes rolling up and down.
Kong Jian continued to watch and said: "Let him hide. As long as you don't show up, he won't even think that the Buddhist earth soul would have "mutated" three years ago and turned into you, a little kitten who loves to drink human blood.
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"He couldn't even imagine..."
Midway through his words, Kong Jian's proud expression suddenly froze.
