The lone wolf, squirrel, and monkey on the ground looked at each other with envy in each other's eyes. Flying! Who doesn't want to experience it? But they still had no choice but to run back to the mountain by themselves.
"Ah!" Fang Zheng didn't expect Red Boy to fly as fast as he wanted, and fly so fast! Looking down, he saw the undulating mountains at his feet, and when he opened his mouth, his cheeks were bulging out from the strong wind, and his face was deformed. It was so refreshing.
It was fun, but flying like this was embarrassing! But after the shock just now, the rest was just fun...
"Is this what flying feels like? It really feels good!" Fang Zheng squinted his eyes and closed his mouth tightly, looking ahead, and shouted: "Disciple, fly higher!"
Hong Boy had heard Fang Zheng yelling at the top of his lungs, and he felt so happy. He had been coming to Yizhi Temple for so long, and he had finally tricked this thief. However, Fang Zheng only yelled for a while before he got used to it.
The child thought to himself: "Hey, you bald thief is so happy, but I'm not happy enough yet! Do you want to fly higher? OK, I will take you to fly high!"
Without saying anything, Red Boy raised his head and pulled Fang Zheng up into the sky with a whoosh, directly above the clouds! He thought to himself, "Is this high enough? I'm scared to death, you bald bastard!"
However, what made Honghai'er depressed was that Fang Zheng was not afraid. Instead, he looked at the sky with a look of surprise. The white clouds under his feet, the stars in the sky, and the bright moon in the distance were simply a wonderland! At that moment, Fang Zheng smiled. What if you live a lifetime?
When can we see such beautiful scenery? Even if we fly, right?
"Aren't you afraid?" Hong Hai'er raised his eyebrows and suddenly let go. Fang Zheng flew higher with the help of inertia...
However, what made Hong Boyer collapse was that Fang Zheng was still not afraid. Instead, he danced and scratched in the sky while laughing: "Haha... Is this poor monk flying by himself? What a big moon, what a beautiful starry sky, so cool.
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Hong Boy was grinding his teeth and wanted to just throw the bald thief to death, but he recognized the moon-white monk's robes on Fang Zheng's body. With this precious body protection, he wouldn't be able to fall to death. Then he would be the unlucky one!
"It's just a monk's robe that wants to stump this demon king? How ridiculous!" A fierce light flashed in Hong Hai'er's eyes, and his mouth opened, Samadhi is really hot!
boom!
Infinite flames spurted out, instantly burning the clouds red! Fang Zheng was swallowed up by the true fire of Samadhi in the blink of an eye, and he did not know whether he would live or die!
"Bald thief, let's see if you die this time!" Hong Hai'er laughed loudly and spit out the Samadhi True Fire even more fiercely. The flames directly formed a huge vortex in the air, and the temperature in the vortex rose linearly! As for how many degrees? Hong
The child has no idea at all, but in his impression, the only person in the world who can withstand such a burning is that monkey. He has never burned Guanyin Bodhisattva, so he can't say for sure. But even if he were beaten to death, he wouldn't believe it. His Samadhi
Real fire will not burn an ordinary monk to death!
However, at this moment, a Buddha's call came out from the flames: "Amitabha, Pure Heart, your flames are really beautiful, but if you want to kill me like this, you are underestimating me, right? Is there anything else?"
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"Not dead yet? Take a shot from me!" Red Boy roared, piercing the flames with a spear and going straight to Fang Zheng's head!
"Whether your head is tougher or my gun is tougher!" Red Boy yelled, and the tip of the gun pierced Fang Zheng's bald head. As a result, there was only a bang, and flames flew everywhere, but Fang Zheng was fine!
"How is it possible?" Hong Hai'er looked at Fang Zheng in disbelief. After such a long period of observation, he was basically sure that Fang Zheng was an ordinary person! How could he, the majestic demon king, not be able to kill an ordinary person? How could this be possible?
?
"Disciple, it seems that you have used up all your tricks. How about I give you a feast as well?" Fang Zheng said with a smile. Although he cannot fly and has never practiced, the system protects his body and all attacks from Red Boy are invulnerable.
He was so scared of the result! This was the reason he dared to let Hong Boy take him flying. With a thought, Hong Boy felt that the golden rings on his neck, wrists, and ankles suddenly emitted rays of Buddha light, and he couldn't help but
He sat down cross-legged in mid-air, clasped his hands together, and then thunderbolts shuttled through his body. He screamed in pain but had no choice but to shout: "Master, I was wrong! I know I was wrong, and I will never do it again."
I don’t dare anymore! Please let me go!”
On the other side, without the support of the flames, Fang Zheng fell directly. However, Fang Zheng was not surprised. Although the fall was painful, he would definitely not die, so he had nothing to be afraid of. Fang Zheng looked relaxed.
He said casually: "Disciple, you said the same thing last time. How can you ask your master to trust you?" Fang Zheng said with a smile.
"I really realized my mistake. From now on, whatever the master says will be followed. I will never dare to have evil thoughts again." Hong Hai'er screamed in pain. No matter how full of resentment he felt in his heart, he could only suppress it temporarily.
"Disciple, this poor monk has told you a long time ago that you will follow me as my master, and my master will not restrict you in any way, but killing innocent people indiscriminately is absolutely not allowed! If you want to kill your master today, won't you mean to destroy the world tomorrow?
?" Fang Zheng said.
"No, no, even if my disciple has that intention, he doesn't have the courage! Master has incredible magical powers, please, please spare me this time." Hong Hai'er told the truth this time, and he will do his best.
There is nothing that can be done to Fang Zheng. If he doesn't have a complete plan in the future, he will never dare to take action easily.
When Fang Zheng heard this, he smiled slightly and said, "In that case... why don't you help me as a teacher!"
Fang Zheng stopped chanting, and Red Boy immediately regained his freedom. Looking at Fang Zheng's sudden fall, he sighed, chased after Fang Zheng, held Fang Zheng in his arms, and asked weakly: "Master, where are we... going?"
"Go to the other wild boar groups. I won't take action this time. You should know what to do." Fang Zheng said.
How could Red Boy dare to say no? He rushed into a group of wild boars and beat and threatened them. The group of wild boars immediately surrendered and did not dare to go down the mountain to harm people.
After all the commotion, it was already midnight when Fang Zheng returned to Yizhishan. He looked at the sky and went straight back to the meditation room to sleep.
But some people couldn't sleep. Red Boy was sitting in front of the Buddhist hall, looking at the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva on the Ten Thousand Buddhas with a bitter look on his face, and said with tears in his eyes: "Bodhisattva, you can send me to a good place. This is
In the barren mountains and ridges, in a shabby place where birds don’t lay eggs, and with such a bastard monk, life is simply impossible..."
However, Red Boy just complained and complained, and the Bodhisattva didn't pay any attention to him.
There was nothing to say all night, and the next day was still peaceful.
But Fangzheng was wondering if he had gone out for a walk. However, Fangzheng soon discovered that things were a bit troublesome. As the reputation of Hanzhu spread, more and more people came to Yizhishan to dig bamboo shoots. The villagers
Although they come to burn incense, tourists who come purely for an outing will not burn incense first and then dig bamboo shoots. In their opinion, these are wild bamboo shoots. They dig them casually, not more at a time, and dig a few per person. Cold bamboos also appeared.
The phenomenon of reverse growth. Some people even cut down cold bamboos and bring them down the mountain for decoration...