The faces of the thirteen great monks were as black as the ashes on the bottom of the pot, which may be due to some restrictions. Even though they wanted to rush to the next life and tear He Xiaotian apart, they had to sit cross-legged and muttered strange and strange words.
Obscure scriptures.
Liao Chen's chest was rising and falling, and he was obviously very angry. Even if the big devil scolded him fiercely, or sprayed him bloody, he would not become angry.
But instead of yelling, they looked like I admire you very much. You admire me for being such a slut! I’m here to brainwash you... Ah, no. I’m here specifically to save you.
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It was as if they had not seen each other for many years. If it were not for the brothers who came together, they knew each other well. I am afraid they would have misunderstood the two of them, and they had an inexplicable "entanglement".
"If you don't recite sutras properly, why bother bothering me when you have nothing to do?" He Xiaotian's tone did not sound like a caged bird being trapped, but rather the attitude of a group of little sheep lining up to feed the big bad wolf.
The live broadcast that has not been closed yet, the entire newspaper is filled with barrage. It is full of ridicule of the thirteen brothers of Chen. Their confidence in the big devil to deal with them and others once reached the point of explosion.
There is no way, the record of the man surnamed He is fierce. Even the elites of big forces such as Daxue Mountain and Immortal Dynasty have fallen into disgrace in this world. They are just a few bald ladles who can chant sutras, and they are not easy to capture!
If He Xiaotian had the opportunity to watch his live broadcast room now, I am afraid he would roll his eyes. As expected of the people who are only responsible for eating melons, they scolded Fang Qiu one by one, no worse than the keyboard warriors in the central area.
If ordinary people are praised in this way, I guess even if it is a useless snack, they may not be able to have the illusion that there is no one else in the world.
Like an amnesiac Erha, he accidentally obtained a wolf's notebook and embarked on a road of no return full of thorns and ups and downs.
In fact, the great monks were trembling with fear as they watched. A group of them held the temple relics, and for a long time they failed to successfully transform He Xiaotian. It was really difficult to get off the tiger.
"Work harder and wash his whole body. Even if you have great skills, you can't use them." Liao Chen saw that his junior disciples' Zen minds were a little shaken and couldn't help but comfort him. He himself was actually very good.
I'm scared, but I can't show it. I can only pretend to be a very confident person, deceive my fellow students, and at the same time deceive myself.
Perhaps it was the reputation of their senior brother, or their confidence in the Transformation Technique, but these people quickly calmed down, and their eyes were filled with an emotion called determination.
If you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent person.
Everyone in the live broadcast room saw that He Xiaotian was reluctant to take action, and a group of people began to discuss what the big devil was going to do.
content?
They are not good words at all, they are so perverted. Each and every one of them described He Xiaotian as a ferocious person who could only exist one from billions of stars in tens of millions of years.
The most important thing is that the newspaper responsible for the live broadcast is hanging in front of a monk. His eyelids twitched as he looked at the strips of perverted behavior floating on the newspaper in front of him.
After reading the scriptures for so many years, this was the first time I encountered such an evil plan. Coupled with the black mist lingering on He Xiaotian's face, this guy couldn't help it. He followed the perverted words of the people who were eating melons and kept overthrowing Chen Xin.
, thoughts gradually evolved.
"hiss----"
Probably because he thought of something that was difficult for him to accept, the great monk couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. As a result, a small section of the originally good scripture was suddenly broken.
Then it led to a disconnect with the other twelve people, causing the transformation technique to go astray inexplicably. After that, two people in the field immediately became unhappy.
"?!"
One of them, of course, was Liao Chen. He glanced at his junior brother and secretly thought that you have been reciting the Sutra of Transformation for so many years. Could it be that you have recited it into the dog's belly? Otherwise, why did you make an error midway?
Do you know that this will kill the monk?
"!!!"
As for the other unhappy person, it was He Xiaotian.
I'm following the "washing point", and you don't concentrate on being your tool, but you actually slack off and strike? Is it because I can't lift the knife, or is your brother bald?
The big devil turned his head and looked straight at the big monk who was obviously out of touch with the others.
"???"
When the monk saw this, his heart suddenly sank.
Could it be that the big devil is planning to use me as a chicken and kill it to show the monkeys?
What followed was the perverted remarks in the live broadcast room, as well as the scenes that I imagined that were enough to make people collapse.
"you......"
"rub!!"
He Xiaotian raised his hand and pointed, and the word "you" just came out of his mouth. Before he could say the rest of the words, he saw the bald man running out with a loud sound, and the golden scriptures that filled the room moved out of the way in an extremely spiritual way.
Tongtian Avenue.
"boom----"
The next moment the great monk smashed the wall violently, leaving his twelve brothers alone and fled ahead of time.
Thirteen people in the room, including He Xiaotian, were all stunned, as if they had seen a ghost.
What made people feel even more fucked up was that an extremely shrill howl came from outside the human-shaped hole.
"Help!!"
"???"
I ride a horse!
He Xiaotian's nose was so angry that I didn't do anything. You are so scared. Besides, my name is not so famous.
A dignified monk with a strong cultivation base was so frightened that he ran away in a hurry. Hearing the cry for help in his ears, wasn't this guy frightened out of his wits?
As for you!
Even more angry and confused than He Xiaotian was the old monk Liao Chen, who was confused and confused. The situation was originally good, and the one who was in the best interest was their thirteen brothers.
Why did you quit so suddenly, and then run away alone, leaving twelve of us here? Besides, junior brother, you are nothing. If you left a gap for the big devil, wouldn't it make all our previous efforts completely in vain?
Liao Chen looked at He Xiaotian who had just raised his arm, and thought to himself, why didn't I prepare a coffin when I came here? Now that it's fine, I don't even have to think about being laid to rest.
With the devil's temper, if he and others came to cause trouble for no reason, his ashes would probably be raised.
"well!"
Liao Chen stopped chanting and sighed.
Finally, has it reached this point?
That's all, I knew the big devil was not easy to mess with when I came here. Who would have thought that my junior brother would be frightened out of his wits by a mere action? It would be okay to let him leave, at least he would have a reason to communicate.
If the situation is sudden, the worst thing is to suffer some hardship. If those people want to rely on them to continue to inquire about information, they and others will not be in danger.
Seeing this, the other senior brothers also stopped chanting sutras one after another. The eldest brother has given up on transforming the Great Demon King, so what's going on with the few of us who continue to chant sutras!
He Xiaotian: "..."
I won't say anything if one of you leaves, you can stay as well, it's just that the "washing up" will be a little slower.
But giving up all of them one by one is a bit too much!
"Snapped!"
Liao Chen was thinking about how to cover up the mission of himself and others so that he would suffer less.
My head hurt, and when I looked at it, I couldn't help but blurt out something.
"What the hell?!"
Why haven't you left yet?
Before he could speak, He Xiaotian angrily grabbed his cassock and lifted it up.
"Chanting sutras!!"
The remaining eleven bald men were stunned when they heard this.
This is a bitch!
We let you go and didn't run for your life. Instead, we urged us to continue brainwashing you. Bah! Can the monk's matter be called brainwashing? It should be said to be transformation.
"you you......"
Before Liao Chen could finish his sentence, He Xiaotian slapped him with a slap in the face.
"Snapped----"
The crisp sound made everyone watching feel pain on the right side of their face.
You kid, this is a deadly move, you don’t even have any energy left!
"I'll let you recite sutras."
"Shuzi is going too far!"
Liao Chen was stunned for a moment, then he immediately reacted and angrily shouted at He Xiaotian.
"Crackling!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Liao Chen immediately followed Jian Lao, Xue Beng and others' retreat.
Not only did He Xiaotian not hold back his hands, but he also didn't hold back his feelings, and his big ears were slapped with a squeegee.
If I give you face, I call you a tool. If I don’t give you face, you are just a Jβ.
How strong is he?
At least Liao Chen kept struggling when he was slapped, but he didn't break free.
The other eleven great monks were all in a daze, not knowing what to do.
After a while, their senior brother swelled up into a pig's head.
"boom!"
He Xiaotian threw the dust on the ground and continued.
"Read it to me."
Then he turned to look at the other eleven people with a fierce look on his face, "What are you doing waiting around if you don't chant sutras?"
After that, one of them immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, holding the relic in his hand and started chanting sutras.
"At that time, the saintly girl set up various methods to persuade her mother to have the right view. However, the mother-in-law did not fully believe in it. She died soon after and her soul fell into the hell of eternity. At that time, the Brahmin girl knew her mother was still alive and did not believe in cause and effect.
.....”
The golden scriptures once again filled the entire room, leaving the people watching the live broadcast speechless.
"Yes, children can be taught." He Xiaotian looked at the upper left corner of his sight, nodded and said with an old scholar's attitude.
I was beaten to death, and my heart was filled with sadness.
I provoked whomever I provoked!
Great Demon King, you forced me to do this.
Ignoring the pain on his face, Liao Chen took out a relic that shone with colorful lights from his arms. It was really beautiful.
This is a thing given to him by the person behind him. Once he encounters danger, he can use it to avert death.
I didn't want to use it originally, so I planned to keep this thing.
Now?
The big brother of Elysium who is so slapped in the face that he will make a fool of himself if he doesn’t save his face and acts as the vanguard of the army in the central region?
As soon as this object was taken out, the faint sound of chanting sutras filled the entire room, instantly suppressing the voices of the eleven great monks.
The peaceful atmosphere spreads throughout the space, as if a Buddha full of great wisdom has descended here.
But before Chen could make any move, a big hand suddenly stretched out.
It was taken away in one handful.
Take it away...
Take it away...
Take it away...
Walk...
Already...
..
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The anger in Chen's chest was extinguished by He Xiaotian with a pop. He originally planned to give the big devil a hard blow, but he was snatched away by someone halfway. Is there anyone more unlucky than him in the world?
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He always felt like God was playing tricks on him, and at this moment he was filled with an emotion called regret. If he had known this, why did he do it in the first place! When he came in, he should have taken out the relic and directly used his ultimate move to kill the opponent.
Why bother to have the life-saving trump card that you have been holding back for a long time and never revealed in front of the junior brothers, let someone take it away with one move? Now it is like a rootless duckweed, being manipulated at will.
"Snapped!"
Just when I had no love left in this world, I received another slap on the forehead.
"Recite sutras."
I miss your grandma!!
Liao Chen's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he was fighting for his life. After standing up, he stared at He Xiaotian, sitting cross-legged on the ground, and started to chant sutras in accordance with the rhythm of his juniors.
People have to bow their heads under the eaves. I will record today's events for the time being. Don't let me escape, otherwise I will pay for it a hundred times in the future.
If He Xiaotian could hear his voice, I'm afraid his wish would be granted. Great monk, you are too naive. The grass on the grave of anyone who offends me, the Great Demon King, will be at least three feet high.
Do you still want to escape?
Go to sleep, whatever you want in your dreams will be there.
"What is this thing?" He Xiaotian asked Liao Chen who was chanting sutras, but he was ignored.
"Snapped--"
"What are you going to do?"
Liao Chen glared.
"I'm asking you something!"
"This is the relic of Arhat."
I can't stand it anymore, I'm not a man of bliss anyway, I'm just a boneless scum in your hands, useless.
"Snapped----"
The great monk received another slap on the forehead, which made him extremely painful.
I saw Chen raising his head and looking at him doubtfully with his face that was swollen like a pig's head.
What are you doing riding on the horse again?
"Recite sutras!"
"puff--"
It has to be said that He Xiaotian's abilities were so strong that Liao Chen couldn't even breathe. His vision went dark and he vomited a mouthful of blood.
I have never seen anyone bullying a monk like this.
For the person named He, they are all enemies anyway, and you can slap him to death without batting an eye.
There is one sentence that he personally agrees with all the time.
Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself.
Therefore, enemy ≠ person!
Just go to death.
Everyone in the live broadcast room had their mouths twitching. If you treat someone like this, you might as well kill this bald lad with a knife.
Just when He Xiaotian was about to ask the magical crowd watching the live broadcast how many spiritual energy crystals this thing was worth, the Arhat relic in his hand suddenly opened with cracks.
"?!"
"Wow————"
Broken.
Immediately afterwards, the room was filled with fragrance, and golden flowers appeared from nothingness.
The golden scriptures in the room disappeared one by one like ice and snow melting.
Thousands of feet of golden light erupted, making people unable to open their eyes.
A person suddenly emerged from the broken Arhat relic.
No, it's a bald gourd.
This man is sitting cross-legged in mid-air. He has extremely long beard and hair, and he has kind eyebrows and kind eyes.
The only shortcoming is probably that he is a little malnourished, and his body under the cassock is as thin as a skin and bones, as if he could be blown over by any gust of wind.
"I am..."
Before the old monk who emerged from the Arhat's relics had finished speaking, He Xiaotian stepped forward, raised his arm high, and slapped him down.
"Snapped----"
The thin old monk, who was sitting upright in the air, suppressed the rest of his words and covered the right side of his face with an expression like "What are you doing?"