A chill rose from the bottom of his heart, and Zi Chen knew it was over. He thought of the evildoers he punished and their fate at that time.
But today, he finally encountered something worse, and his life was in danger. But what made him depressed was that he actually met an evil monk. This was really unlucky luck.
Everyone knows that the monk is good, but when Zi Chen met the monk for the first time, he encountered the evil monk.
"Donor, your physique is very special, and your skills are also very strange. It's just that you are too rigid. This is not a good sign. It is very easy to break. I can help you just right." The monk was grinning, but his attacks were ruthless and expressionless.
, crushing Zi Chen’s leg bone again.
"You damn bald donkey, are you trying to save someone by breaking their bones?" Zi Chen was almost furious. He had seen shameless people, but never such a shameless one.
You are obviously doing something evil, but you are so dignified and act like I am helping you.
"Donor, you have misunderstood me. If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Just misunderstand me. As long as I know that I am saving people, the Buddha will see it." The monk's hand exuded a light golden light, and he pinched the purple arrow again.
Chen’s other leg bone.
At this point, all the bones in Zi Chen's body were broken and he was unable to move. The bursts of pain almost made him faint.
"Damn bald donkey, if there is an afterlife, I will not let you go." Zi Chen was already desperate, and there was overwhelming hatred all over his body.
"Donor, you are blessed. You will definitely be grateful to me. Unfortunately, you are destined to have no future life." The monk was still smiling, but his smile became even brighter.
After that, he stretched out his arms, took out a blue porcelain bottle, poured out a pill, and said with a smile: "Donor, this is a supreme treasure pill that can restore your body's strength and softness. From now on,
There will be no more root problems in cultivation."
With that said, the monk asked Zi Chen to swallow the pill.
Zi Chen was speechless at this moment. He seriously doubted whether the monk was mentally disturbed. He even wanted to save him after he was crippled, and even took out a supreme treasure pill.
There was a faint fragrance exuding from the treasure pill, which was a bit familiar. Zi Chen glanced at it and almost burst his lungs. What kind of treasure pill was this? It was just an ordinary Qi-reviving pill, and it was the cheapest kind.
, the existence that Zi Chen swallowed a bottle in one gulp a year ago.
In the monk's hand, the treasure pill had been swallowed by Zi Chen. After that, golden light emitted from his fingers and he pointed towards Zi Chen.
"Donor, this is the supreme secret method practiced by me. It can speed up the refining of the treasure pill and speed up your recovery."
The monk was grinning, like a Maitreya Buddha. The golden light was shining between his fingers, and he kept pointing out. Suddenly, golden energy entered his body, like running water. These golden energies kept pouring into Zi Chen's body, making him feel pain.
Reduced a lot.
"Donor, with my supreme treasure elixir, coupled with the supreme exercises, your bones will be both strong and soft, and your path of cultivation will be smooth from now on. This is a great merit." The monk's treasure-like appearance was solemn, and he was grinning.
It's joy.
"Is he really here to save me?" The pain subsided and Zi Chen's expression softened a lot. Seeing the monk's smiling face, he began to doubt himself.
"But it is indeed an ordinary Qi-Reviving Pill. It has the same color and smell, and it doesn't feel anything at all when it enters the body."
"Could it be that this is what Bao Dan looks like? I'm just blind and can't see it."
The monk was very serious and fired a golden energy at every broken bone, which made Zi Chen feel very comfortable.
Now Zi Chen once doubted himself, maybe he had misunderstood the monk.
"Things that go to extremes must be reversed, and things that are extremely strong are easily broken. Is my body really like this? Although it is strong, when it reaches an extreme, it will have the opposite effect."
Zi Chen didn't know what was going on. He was really trying to save him. He had also heard that things must turn upside down, but he just didn't understand what they meant.
But immediately after hearing the monk's words, Zi Chen's eyes burst out with fire and his body smoked.
"Donor, the supreme treasure pill plus the supreme secret method, the total is one thousand yuan stones." The monk was smiling. After saying the thousand yuan stones, his mouth was about to split. Zi Chen had already seen the other person's back molars.
"This is a fucking money grab, a thousand yuan stone!" Zi Chen was so angry that he wanted to cry, and finally understood everything.
The other party was not trying to save him. He was obviously doing business. He broke his body, swallowed a Qi Rejuvenation Pill, injected some golden energy, and asked for a thousand yuan stones.
"Robber, robber!" Zi Chen roared in his heart again, wanting to cry but without tears.
He was really unlucky to have encountered such a thing, which was more terrifying than robbers and bandits. Everyone said that robbers and bandits were terrifying, but now Zi Chen knew that evil monks were even more terrifying.
"Donor, I see something wrong with your expression. Could it be that the price you're asking for is too high? Don't worry, I'm a monk. I'm an innocent child. Last time, the young man gave me a thousand yuan of stone just like you." At last, the monk came.
He also said, "Remember, these are Yuan stones, not those broken Yuan stones."
"puff!"
Zi Chen couldn't hold back and spit out a mouthful of blood, almost spraying it on the monk's face, but the latter dodged it, which made Zi Chen very depressed.
"I don't have a Yuan Stone." Zi Chen turned his head, but felt aggrieved, "What the hell is going on? I was beaten to death, but I still want to give someone a thousand Yuan Stone. Do all the kidnappers nowadays kidnap like this?
?”
Listening to the monk's words, someone had paid Yuanshi before, and he mourned for that person in his heart.
"Isn't there a primeval stone?" The monk was stunned, and the smile on his face faded for the first time, and he said solemnly: "That's impossible. You obviously don't want people to see your true face when you use the disguise technique. There must be a reason, like
It is impossible for people like you to have Yuanshi, and everyone should be extremely rich."
The monk's serious expression almost made Zi Chen spit out a second mouthful of blood, "I don't have any Yuan Stone, not even one."
"No, I'll take a look." The monk knelt down again, took Zi Chen's baggage, and looked through it carefully.
"What kind of world is this? Monks have become robbers." Seeing the seriousness of the monk, Zi Chen wanted to cry, but he was actually robbed by a monk.
"Just a little bit!"
The monk took out dozens of yuan stones from Zi Chen's baggage, frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied, and murmured: "These yuan stones can't even buy the treasure pill. Could it be that I really made a miscalculation? Or
Destined?"
"Bullshit, you stupid bald ass, that's obviously the Qi Restoration Pill, the cheapest one. One Yuan Stone can buy ten thousand bottles." Zi Chen roared, touching the wound, and bared his teeth for a while.
"Donor, you have received a sign, but you must not be fooled by appearances. Although it appears to be a Qi-restoring pill, it actually has the effect of a treasure pill. You have to believe in it." The monk carried all Zichen's belongings in one hand and put them away in the other.
Put your hands together in front of your chest and say it seriously.
"You are just a bandit, that's all my property." Zi Chen was about to cry but couldn't hold it back and vomited blood again.
"Donor, you are wrong. I took out the treasure elixir and used the supreme secret method, which consumes a lot of money. Don't think it is just for a while. It will take at least ten years of life. I just want you to pay a mere thousand yuan."
It’s just a stone.” The monk said.
"Monk, tell me which temple you are from. I want to remember you." Zi Chen didn't even know what his expression was. The monk simply made him speechless.
"Amitabha, monk, I don't ask where I came from. I do good deeds wholeheartedly and never expect anything in return."
Talking to the monk, Zi Chen was almost furious and roared, "If you don't want to repay me, then put my Yuan Stone there and leave quickly."
The monk shook his head and said: "You can't leave. Although the monk has no intention of repaying you, the Buddha wants the sesame oil money. I have lost a treasure pill and ten years of life just for the Buddha's sesame oil money. As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, who will?
hell."
"That's enough, monk, don't mention the treasure pill to me, or else I'll get in trouble with you."
"Okay, let's talk about Yuan Stones." The monk said seriously: "The donor only has a few dozen Yuan Stones here, which is still far from a thousand. I don't know what you should do?"
"What should I do with this bullshit? Kill me if you can. I don't have the Yuan Stone anymore. All my possessions have been taken away by you, a blood-drinking monk. I really don't know which temple burned the wrong incense and pointed out someone like you."
Monk, evil monk." Zi Chen roared.
"Donor, what you said is wrong. If you don't have Yuan Stone, you can use items to pay for it. You don't have to have the elixir, you don't have to have longevity, but you can't have less money for the Buddha's sesame oil." The monk turned his eyes and saw the handle next to Zi Chen.
A long sword wrapped in long cloth.
He stretched out his hand to fish it out, and the long sword was in his hand. The long cloth fell. In an instant, the Fiery Sword appeared in front of him. Still in the scabbard, the Fiery Sword emitted a bright red light, like a burning flame.
"Yes, what a great sword!" The monk's eyes lit up. The look in his eyes was hard to describe. When approaching a client and seeing a naked beauty, he was like a beggar seeing a golden mountain.
The monk's eyes were very sharp. He could see that Zi Chen was disguised at the first sight. Now just by looking at the hilt of the sword, he knew it was a good sword.
With a "clang" sound, the Fiery Sword appeared, rendering the surrounding area red, and the red light reflected it, like burning clouds, burning most of the sky. The long sword radiated cold light, and the blade was cold, exuding a compelling aura.
"It's really a good sword!" The monk's eyes shone and he praised repeatedly.
After a while, the monk had enough admiration and turned to say: "Although this sword is of poor quality, made of poor materials, does not look good, is not sharp enough, is not long enough, is not soft enough, and is not thin enough, I reluctantly accepted it."
."
"Monk, you are so happy that you are talking to your ears. If you are not good enough, please give me the sword and I will give you a thousand yuan stone one day." Zi Chen was almost speechless. He now seriously doubted that the monk had stopped him.
The purpose is for this sword.
"Haha, the donor is laughing. I am happy because I have done another good deed. The Buddha knows that he will be happy. As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda." The monk smiled and showed two rows of back molars.
, grinning from ear to ear.
"Buddha knew that he would be angry to death. You are a scum and an evil monk. Which temple burned the wrong incense and burned the best thing like you!" Zi Chen roared.
"Hey! If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? The donor is in appearance. Don't be fooled by the appearance!" The monk sighed, but still smiled, "Donor, you and I are destined. Once today is over, our fate is over. He
See you again someday."
After taking away the Yuan Stone and holding the Fiery Sword, the monk will leave.
"Monk, do you dare to tell me your name?" Zi Chen shouted loudly while lying on the ground.
A lot of dry food was thrown on the ground nearby. This monk seemed to have no sense of public morality.
"Haha, I never ask for reward for doing good deeds. Today's fate is over, but I will see you again someday."
"What the hell, monk, where is the supreme secret book you told me?" Zi Chen cursed angrily.
"Oh, sin, sin, I almost forgot about this, here is the supreme secret book." The monk slapped his forehead and grinned, his back molars clearly exposed.
Then he took out another secret book from his arms. It was a yellowed secret book, wrinkled and looked very old.