Wu Chen stopped, but did not look back. He slowly moved the beads in front of his chest with his right hand and put his left hand behind his back.
"I don't know, little monk. Even the benefactor's strength cannot break it. With the strength of the little monk, how can he open the magic circle?"
"Master is too modest. Although you and I have never fought against each other, my intuition tells me that Master's real strength is no less than mine!"
"Oh? Intuition? If intuition is useful, then there won't be so many calculations and killings in this world! How about a fight between you and me?"
Wu Chen suddenly turned around. With Boshan's strength, he didn't even see how he turned around!
Although he still had no coercion like an ordinary person, Boshan clearly felt that he was different from before. His temperament was like that of a venerable person coming into the world, which made people feel an indescribable sense of worship.
The pupils in Boshan's eyes shrank slightly, and he paid more attention to the little monk in his heart.
"Master is really good at joking..."
"Do you think the young monk is joking?"
Before Bo Shan could finish his words, Wu Chen suddenly interrupted him.
Boshan was silent. Is this the real "Wuchen"? Rather than the "Wuchen" who is a little shady and uncontested?
A little strange!
It was unfamiliar to me and I took it for granted.
"Donor Boshan, now?"
"Master, why do you and I need to fight each other? Isn't it good to have a happy cooperation together?"
"Why are you cooperating with you? Donor, please give me a reason! Is it to return to Tianji Star? Do you think there is hope? Do you really think you can do it? Do you really think you can lead us? Why should we believe you?
You and I are two strangers, just because we are from the same planet, so with just a few words and a simple chat, should we trust you? Can we trust you?
Tianji Star is not a paradise, there is sin everywhere. The more first-class stars with superpowers, the more unscrupulous they are. The law? That is for the poor and low-level superpowers!
It serves the ruling class!
Except for Sister Hong, you and I are all people with the eight ancestral surnames. Why should we trust you?
There are four of you, and there are only three of us. One of us is still a weapon that cannot be transformed. No matter how we look at it, there is no chance of winning!
The young monk is a monk, but not a fool. I have seen through the heat of the world and the intrigues between people. Whether in high places or in the dust, there are rivers and lakes where there are people, and there are sins!
If you want me to win your trust and defeat me, I will surrender to you!"
The barrage of words left Boshan speechless.
Since childhood, I have been used to being undisciplined. Although I have been scorned and bullied by my family, I still retain myself in my heart and still protect my purity.
Now I understand that although I was poor at that time, even though I only had one slave and one servant, I still had food, wine, and people to serve me. I didn’t have to worry about whether I would be hungry for the next meal, and I didn’t have to participate in intrigues.
He suddenly realized that that was the best training and protection for him, right? He seemed to hate his father a little less.
It is really ridiculous that a person with a loose personality wants to lead such a group of weirdos. After thinking about it carefully under Wu Chen's words!
Two disciples of aristocratic families, with noble status, cheering in front of the family, solving everything with a finger or a look, and giving orders on Tianji Star;
An old bustard can run a well-known brothel, know everything from dignitaries to traffickers and pawns. He is simply a master of both black and white. In his eyes, you are just a rookie, right? The monk in front of him is full of mystery, and his words and deeds,
He is not a rigid disciple of Buddhism, but rather like a weird monk who is playing games. Underneath his superficial innocence, he is a soul that has returned to its original nature and has a clear insight into all things in the world.
Four people like this, and a loser like himself, a weakling who has been stepped on by others, want to lead them?
Boshan shook his head and smiled to himself.
What's wrong with you?
I have never been so anxious, panicked, and confused before!
I think about how my temperament has changed drastically in just a few days since I came to earth. I have lost the composure and wisdom of the past. The monk's words, like the roar of a Buddhist lion, woke me up!
"Thank you, Master Wuchen!"
"Amitabha, why do you want to thank me? Donors don't have to do this, please!"
Wu Chen stretched forward his right hand holding the beads, turned his wrist, and made a starting pose with his palm facing the sky.
Boshan no longer hesitates. This is a hurdle that must be overcome and he must win Wuchen's trust before he can win the trust of others.
He tightened his hands on the golden gun, and his eyes slowly regained their determination.
"Master, I'm offended!"
A white bolt attacked Wu Chen.
Wu Chen chanted the Buddha's name, but saw no movement from him. He just quickly turned the Buddha beads with his right hand and muttered something silently.
Sudden!
The cassock on his body shone with golden light! The glare made Boshan squint his eyes, and under the touch of the golden light of the cassock, his whole body became slightly stiff, and his attacking movements also slowed down.
Boshan was horrified, what kind of magical power is this?
"break!"
The skills in the body are running, the spear is pulled back, the tip of the spear is spinning like a dragon coming out of its cave, and the golden light is shattered by the sharp attack of the spear tip.
But Boshan's speed became faster and faster, and the light hole formed by the rotation of the spear tip became larger and larger. Finally, he broke through the confinement, and his whole body disappeared strangely!
"What a magical power! What a treasure!"
Bo Shan's eyes lit up and he swung his gun again, heading towards Wu Chen's face.
The book explains that Wuchen's cassock is not extraordinary, but a real Buddhist treasure. This thing was blessed by Master Xuanzang after he became a Buddha.
The higher your cultivation level, the greater the power of the cassock.
Although he was unable to use the many powers of the cassock, under the protection of the great god-level cassock, self-protection was not a problem at their level in a battle. It could be said that Wu Chen was almost invincible. Boshan wanted to
It is extremely difficult to capture him.
But the reason why it can become a unique national treasure is that Boshan's physical body is also extraordinary.
If Wuchen borrowed foreign objects, Boshan used the human body as a magic weapon to judge high and low.
After a fierce battle, Boshan's golden spear was pressed against Wuchen's throat.
Wu Chen only felt a dull pain in the skin of his throat, and his strength was almost blocked. The cassock on his body had long lost its golden light and had returned to an inconspicuous mortal.
"Master Boshan Shi has a high level of cultivation, and the young monk is willing to be inferior to him."
The monk was also upright, and he admitted defeat with just one word without changing his expression.
"Master, I'm offended. It's not that I'm stronger than Master, it's just that my body is a little advantageous."
Boshan clasped his hands into fists and smiled slightly, but he couldn't help but feel relieved in his heart.
Although the fight between the two was dangerous, they both held back a bit to avoid a fight to the death.
"Donor, please don't be humble. I know how much the monk weighs. I will follow the benefactor's instructions on what to do next."
good!
The young monk has temporarily trusted himself, but it is unclear how deep this trust will be and how long it will last.
However, the optimist Boshan is not worried. As long as he does well, he is not afraid of other people's disapproval.
"I sincerely thank you, Master, for your guidance, which has enabled me to clear the clouds and see the light of day!"
Boshan saluted the little monk. He understood the little monk's painstaking efforts and wanted to use words to persuade the Japanese. The Japanese, Fang Yi and Sister Hong, were daydreaming!
From a first-class star to a low-class star, you may not adapt, and you may want to return to Tianji Star. However, everyone in this world is a superpower and an invincible being. It is easy to let yourself go.
Difficult to control and restrain.
If you want them to be obedient, you must have hard fists and strong fists, and you must have enough strategy!
This is the basic law of the jungle, establish authority first, and then show kindness. However, in the past, out of the feelings of fellow countrymen, I blindly missed the non-existent friendship, which made me very passive.
Now it suddenly becomes clear!
"That's good, that's good. The donor has his own nature. How can a young monk give guidance? The young monk has no such leisurely mind. Okay, let's get down to business."
"This... the master has also seen it. I have tried my best and almost killed myself! If it weren't for the fact that this coffin had no vital signs, I almost thought it was a superpower! I'm at my wits end, look at the master
means."
Bo Shan spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and curled his mouth, looking helpless and rogue.
Wu Chen felt the veins on his forehead throbbing. Am I digging a hole for myself?
He almost vomited lotus flowers from his mouth and sent greetings to all eighteen generations of the Jiang family.
If you can make an "advanced monk" like me so angry, you have the guts.
"Then, little monk, come forward and take a look?"
"have a look?"
The two looked at each other and smiled.
Wu Chen, who turned around, twitched the corner of his mouth with a look of contempt.
But I saw him walking around the golden coffin again and again, holding a Buddha bead dangling in front of him with one hand, while the other hand was still behind him, and he kept pinching something with his fingertips.
Boshan was a little confused. What was going on? Isn't he a monk? Why did he pinch his fingers? Isn't this the work of a magician?
Is this damn bald thing reliable?
Boshan suddenly realized a problem.
It took half an hour, and seeing that it would be rooster crow time soon, Wu Chen walked up to Bo Shan with an indifferent expression.
"Donor Boshan, the young monk has carefully studied this magic circle, but there is no solution! At least with the current cultivation level of the young monk, he cannot solve it. I am ashamed and ashamed!"
"Master, have you seen any clues? Can you help me clarify my doubts?"
These words already have a naked meaning of "Don't fool me, I won't fall for your tricks."
Wu Chen didn't care whether the other party believed it or not when he called him Buddha. He still looked as indifferent as a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, as if it had "What can you do to me" written all over it?
"Well... I have some knowledge. This magic circle is a sealing magic circle. If the monk is right, it is usually used to seal demons and evil spirits..."
"Devil? Evil traitor? Master, are you right? This is the underground palace of Ying Zheng's mausoleum! Is there a demon sealed here, evil traitor?"
Bo Shan had a look of disbelief on his face. It wasn't that he had to doubt Wu Chen, it was just that he couldn't understand that an emperor's tomb, or possibly the tomb of an ancient god, could actually seal a demon, evil sycophant?