The skinny old monk, who was skinny and frail, encountered the most confusing thing in his life. He seemed to have done nothing. He just came to the central area and said two words. Before the door was fully announced, he was immediately slapped with a big ear.
.
Could it be that I am too old, or that I accidentally offended the person in front of me when I came out? Wait, I am a powerful magician, so my memory will not decline to such an extent.
While the thin old monk was thinking, He Xiaotian raised his right arm again. The sound of wind caused by that arm, which was thicker than other people's thighs, could really be called a whistling sound.
"?!" The old monk, who was sitting in mid-air, subconsciously dodged. "Hey, I didn't hit him."
The ear scraper passed along the top of his head, and the guy showed a smile, just like a naughty boy. But in the next second, his old face suddenly turned red.
Without him, he saw that when he tilted his head and dodged the big slap, He Xiaotian's right foot hit his fragile little yellow flower with a bang as fast as lightning.
“(⊙o⊙)…”
"!!"
Everyone around him looked horrified.
I'm afraid it's going to crack?
"Ouch"
With a bang, the thin old monk ran out on the spot. The pain was too much, a burning and cracking pain that instantly overwhelmed his thoughts.
Then He Xiaotian casually pulled off the cassock on Chen's body and wiped his shoes carefully. There was a bang, and there seemed to be a snort.
If the guess is correct, the frail old bald lady must have been kicked out by him. Ugh, what a guy who doesn't pay attention to hygiene!
Liao Chen looked at He Xiaotian with a look of despair as he used up his cassock to shine his shoes and then threw it over him to cover him. The scene was like a bully bullying the weak, but the weak was unable to resist.
"Why are you standing there in a daze? Wait for me to save you! Why don't you continue chanting sutras to me?" He Xiaotian roared at the stunned monks.
Under someone's Confucian (tao) elegant (tian) following (yin) and (micro), the bald ladles who were still in a daze immediately reacted and immediately started chanting sutras obediently.
At this moment, I can only use one sentence to describe that the Clay Bodhisattva cannot save himself when crossing the river.
They didn't want to follow in the footsteps of the kind-hearted monks and have a vulnerable part suddenly crack. In the future, they probably wouldn't need squatting skills to go to the latrine, and they would probably have to lie on the bed and have someone take care of them.
"Ignorant kid, you are bullying someone too much!" After all, He Xiaotian is a powerful magician. Although He Xiaotian's kick was fierce and sharp, almost knocking out his gallbladder, but the injury was nothing to the skinny old bald man.
Down.
This guy seemed to have never been beaten by society, but he floated over without leaving and glared at Mr. He Da Mang. It was as if he was saying, if you offend me, you are finished.
"Snapped"
He Xiaotian looked at the compassionate and kind-eyed old monk who suddenly came out again, and without saying anything, he slapped his ears with a big slap. Who are you with?
The angry old monk never thought that he would be slapped again. He immediately fell into doubting his life. Am I, Nojuluo, so worthless?
After all, Lao Na is also a cultivator who has achieved Arhat status, a well-known warrior among billions of stars, and a powerful man who has now converted to bliss.
In addition, in a normal way, shouldn't you ask me where I came from and what I was doing here? What the hell is it that just slaps someone when I catch them without saying anything!
Could it be that the current folk customs in the Central Region have become so strong?
"You, recite sutras with them." He Xiaotian pointed at the monks who were free of dust and said to Nuojuluo.
"?!"
Nuojuluo was shocked. He Xiaotian's power was beyond imagination. In addition, a bad feeling suddenly came out.
"Okay okay"
The old monk named Nuojuluo, for some reason, immediately agreed with a smile. He stood aside and looked at the scene of his Arhat being driven by him, which made Liao Chen feel heartbroken.
Shouldn't you make a big move with the other person immediately? If you look like you are making money by being friendly, what exactly are you making?
Mr. Luohan, you must have had your brain eaten by zombies! Oh, no. The zombies opened your brain and left disappointed. Nojuluo, you old man, you have no brain at all.
He Xiaotian didn't expect that the other party actually agreed. And he actually sat cross-legged on the ground quietly and started chanting sutras.
The message in the upper left corner of the line of sight indicates that the speed of "washing points" has suddenly increased. This guy is as good as thirteen, he is a super tool man.
But at the next moment, his confusion was solved by the powerful "newspaper friends" in the live broadcast room. I don't know which powerful figure it was, but he ruthlessly picked off Nojuluo.
It turns out that this guy was born in an army that can be said to be invincible in the stars, and Nojuro is one of the best among them. His killing skills can be said to be the best among the three armies, and he is a real card-level figure.
But later, for some unknown reason, I was deceived by a group of monks from the Bliss Star and converted to Buddhism. Later, I learned the method of meditation. I could sit still for tens of thousands of years, and my strength improved by leaps and bounds.
The only drawback may be that I have been "staying" at home for too long, which has caused my brain to be a bit exhausted. And I don't like to fight and kill. I gave up the concept of killing people when I disagreed and became a true Buddhist practitioner.
people.
Therefore, his life in the Paradise Star was slightly unsatisfactory. These days, there are no practitioners who do not take action. No matter which sect they are, they all focus on their own interests.
A powerful cultivator doesn't like to fight and kill. How do you want his boss to look at him? How do you want his younger brothers to look at him? Of course, they will look at him differently and find him displeased.
Just like a leader who needs performance, as a subordinate, not only can you not expand your business, but you are also "staying" at home every day wasting food. It is a great gift that I didn't kill you.
What's more, nowadays, there is no difference between good and evil. It's just whose propaganda is more powerful and whose public relations is more powerful. Add the two together, black can be said to be white, and white can make you black.
It is obvious that you have destroyed a whole family, but you can force countless people to applaud you. You are obviously a heinous person, but you can transform yourself into a messenger of justice with just one word of surrender to me, the Buddha. Don't you think it's ridiculous?
But He Xiaotian had a feeling that it was unreal. How could a person with a funny mind achieve the status of Arhat? You think Arhat is nothing!
There was always a sense of disobedience lingering in the heart of Demon King He. His eyes wandered around, and finally stopped on Chen's body.
"?!"
What do you want to do?
Wait, don't come over here. If you come over again, I'll call someone!
Faced with He Xiaotian's elegant (yin) and (dang) smile, a group of people panicked. So, he looked forward hopefully to the meditating Luohan Nuoju who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and chanting sutras.
Luo looked.
For the sake of my fellow disciples, how about you help me, Mr. Luohan? If I don't want to escape from the clutches of the devil, at least I won't be beaten.
It's a pity that Nojuro, who disappointed the zombies and returned, always kept his eyes closed with a benevolent expression, and had no desire to even open his eyes to take a look. He was as quiet as a mountain and had the consciousness of a tool man.
"Hey, don't be afraid." How can Chen not be afraid of such a lewd voice, a ferocious facial expression, and ill-intentions visible to the naked eye?
Seeing this, the other eleven junior brothers secretly said, "Senior brother, take care, we will avenge you one day. You, please go in peace of mind."
"Come, tell me where you got this relic?" He Xiaotian picked up the dust and asked like a weak and helpless little lamb.
Forced by someone's intimidation (yin) and Yan (wei), he had no choice but to tell the story, and by the way, he sold out all the great monks on the Paradise Star.
Mr. Arhat, if you don’t help me, then don’t blame me for betraying you. Just living, isn’t that also living?
It turns out that they were not afraid of death (pa) and came to visit them, but they were actually driven by others. Liao Chen and others possessed the blood of bliss.
Strictly speaking, he is actually a member of the Paradise Star. He is a spy left behind in the Central Realm. In modern terms, he is a descendant of spies.
The power left behind by the Emperor of Heaven is very powerful, but there is no way to sneak in. This group of people sneaked into the central area quietly just for the relics of the former Court of Ten Thousand Ancestors.
The Lord of Bliss hoped to obtain the power of the Emperor of Heaven to sweep through billions of stars, but the result was unsatisfactory, not even a hair was found. In anger, he let the spies stay in the central domain forever.
Then, generations of intermarriages gave birth to this group of people, Chen. In the early days, Bliss Star suddenly contacted them and asked them to find out how powerful the big devil was.
Then a large number of disciples were stationed through the scavenger route. Then? They risked their lives to test, and it was best to transform He Xiaotian.
In fact, from Liao Chen's point of view, the Bliss Star asked them and others to come here to die. Is there any difference between the thirteen of us who are causing trouble for the big devil and sending food?
There is also a plate of bean sprouts, which is not too vegetable.
'There's a conspiracy!'
After hearing Chen's words, He Xiaotian immediately thought of three words in his mind. The gap between himself and the thirteen great monks was not just visible to the naked eye. Even a blind man could see that this move was inappropriate.
But why did the monks of the Paradise Star act like this? As everyone knows, this was an act to scare the snake away. Even though Liao Chen and others possess the transformation technique that makes many people hate them, they will not let those aliens
Be confident.
Maybe, someone knows the answer.
Thinking of this, he looked at Nojuluo.
"?!"
The skinny Nojuro, although he looks as stable as an old dog, is actually a lot of panic on the inside. If he hadn't been clever and relied on his previous reputation to survive, he might have been beaten brutally now.
The only annoying thing is that he seemed to have caught the attention of the big devil in the end. Alas, he would have known better than to pretend to be like this. Who would have thought that a mere native of the Central Area could be so powerful that even an Arhat like himself could not compete with him?
A point where even God is helpless?
That's right, the sitting arhat present was just a ray of distraction. If the real body had come, the soul of the blood-thunder strike would have been scattered, just like the original Kuisheng. He obviously has a body that is not weaker than the ordinary Lord of Stars, but still
Turned into ashes. Who is not afraid?
"Old man, stop pretending." He Xiaotian patted Nojuluo's face, as if I had seen through your poor disguise.
"Donor?" This panicked Lord Arhat showed an expression that said, "What are you talking about? I can't understand what you're talking about."
After Nuo Juluo finished speaking, He Xiaotian raised his arm and slapped his left cheek with his right palm, his voice was loud and clear.
"Snapped"
"Keep pretending, let's see how long you can endure it." Since you want to play, I will play with you. Anyway, I am not the one who is being whipped. After all, I am not at a loss, the only pain is
The one who is forced is Nojuro.
"?!"
The sparkle in Nuojuluo's eyes flashed away, but after thinking about the gap between the two sides, he was instantly discouraged. I'm so desperate, I really can't beat him! Otherwise, do you think this Arhat likes to pretend to be a grandson?
He was in trouble and couldn't tell. He originally had a good plan, but in the end, he underestimated He Xiaotian's strength. Before he became a monk, Nuojuluo had a very magical perception.
Once someone who threatens his life appears around him, he himself will be warned. This is why, not only did he not die, he was born in the army, but he became more and more nourished as he fought, and once became a card-level figure. And when he was full of confidence, he was very confident.
After God entered the central domain, the sense of danger reminded him again. The big devil is not easy to mess with, and he can be crushed to death!
So, he had no choice but to pretend to be a grandson, planning to fool him and run away quickly. Although the distraction would not threaten his life, it would require a long period of meditation and recovery, and he would miss many important events.
But now it seems that his nature can no longer be suppressed. Nojuluo himself is even more confused, why can He Xiaotian see through his disguise at a glance?
This is not cultivation!
Think about a fool who was born in the army. Not only did he not die in the battle, but he reached a certain status. If anyone thinks that this fool is really a fool, then the person who believes it is a big fool!
In addition, the man surnamed He absolutely did not believe that a murderer in the past would really put down his butcher knife after converting to Buddhism. He humiliated the other party time and time again, kicking the little yellow flower until it split, and he was stunned.
It was half a curse word without any curse words.
unusual!
As the saying goes, when something goes wrong, there must be a monster.
More importantly, Nojuluo is an alien, and He Xiaotian has no psychological burden on him no matter how he treats him. If he tries it out, he won't lose any hair.
Yes, it's just a simple test. What if Nojuro is a real fool?
"Papa pa pa"
Continuous applause came and went.
He Xiaotian is also a talented person, and he has the momentum of a symphony.
Everyone in the live broadcast room listened to the crackling "applause", and everyone was dumbfounded. He is also a very talented musician!
Who was it that led him to this path of no return in spiritual practice?
Cao!
You are definitely misleading people.
Isn’t it okay to offer a huge reward to the devil’s former teacher so that he can study music well? He must be released to harm the starry sky and harvest our wallets.
Not to mention that in the live broadcast room, everyone who had a relationship with He Xiaotian was muttering about how to kill the teacher named He. Nuojuluo, this Arhat, couldn't bear it anymore.
It hurts, it does hurt, but it’s still bearable. After all, I was born in the army, and I’ve been stabbed with knives a lot. But if you continue to use this intensity and gradually increase the strength, He Xiaotian will have to give in to pretending to be a grandson or not.
Great Demon Lord, please remember this. One day, when this great thing is accomplished, I will be the first to come to the central area and kill you, you little brat.
I have to say that Nuojuluo is quite able to comfort himself and do as the Romans do. Some people have thought so before. But so far, no one has been able to do it.
It seems that Ah Q's fighting method is not only popular in this world, but also has many descendants among billions of stars.
"Ouch? You are really pretending." He Xiaotian stared with big eyes, looking in disbelief. I don't know if he was pretending, or he was really surprised.
"puff"
Nojuro vomited blood.
What, what did you say? What did you say when you stepped on the horse?
You idiot, you are actually not completely sure that I am pretending to be a grandson!
So with all my years of pretending to be stupid and stupid, I was accidentally hit by a real idiot and broke my golden body?