"It's really a false argument!" The fearless monk said angrily.

No Buddhist disciple would preach such a natural law of prey on the weak, otherwise what would there be those ten thousand volumes of Buddhist scriptures? The pursuit of power regardless of everything is what the demon cultivator does.

"Senior Brother, look!" The unfury monk pointed his hand and reflected the picture on the ninth floor of the Demon Suppression Palace. Monk Yideng fell to the ground, his expression constantly changing, and the oil lamp beside him flickered, which turned light up.

"He was in a mess, and he even listened to such nonsense!" The Fearless Monk frowned.

"Even if it's nonsense, it has its own uses. This can be regarded as using poison to fight poison!" The unfury monk said with a smile.

Monk Yideng was inspiring and no one had ever said such a thing to him. He grew up in the Tianlong Zen Temple. Although there was fierce competition here, there would never be a cruel rule of the strong. Even if he entered the Demon Suppression Hall to try, he would naturally eliminate demons and defend the way. Even if he was unfortunately killed in battle, he would still be martyred and return to the Pure Land.

It is precisely because he regards compassion and saves all living beings as a lifelong pursuit that he finds that his actions have led to such terrifying consequences that he becomes more and more unbearable. Moreover, even the fearless monk who persuades him to cheer him up naturally thinks that he has a great responsibility, so no one can persuade him, and he himself cannot forgive himself.

However, Li Qingshan gave him another answer, which made him feel that he was no longer that sin that was unforgivable.

He looked at his dry hands and murmured to himself: "So I am too weak? So I am not the one who can make the decision, so the Flying Locust King even disdains to kill me. If I were as strong as the Abbot of the Fearless Abbot, I would not be exploited by him. I would not fall into such a field, and I would not have caused so many people to die!"

Suddenly, he was extremely eager to become stronger!

Almost overwhelmed by guilt, he seemed to have found a way out in the endless darkness. His regret for the past could only torture his mind. No matter how self-punished he could not change the past, but his desire for power injected a new impetus into his heart, which was the power to move forward and upward.

The lights suddenly shone brightly, dispelling the demonic energy around them.

"He saved him again!" Monk Yideng looked at Li Qingshan's back, closed his eyes and ran the "Great Light Sutra". The light shone brightly around his body, breaking the ban left by the unfury monk.

If you want to become stronger, you can only improve your cultivation and overcome three heavenly tribulations!

Gradually, his shriveled body filled with blood and his skin became bloody. However, his appearance was extremely ugly, his nose collapsed, his lips rolled up, and his ears were inspiring. It was not much better than a skeleton face. But that kind of righteous and bright aura was enough to make people ignore his appearance.

Li Qingshan glanced out of the corner of his eyes and couldn't help but smile. He didn't say these words to Monk Yideng after he was full. He still remembered the first time he met, Monk Yideng advised him not to go to the eighth floor of the Demon Suppression Palace. He did not have any selfish thoughts to consider his safety. He had amazing strength, but he did not have the arrogance of those "superior brothers" he had seen in his life.

Later, they joined forces to fight to the eighth floor, and Monk Yideng also helped him with his arm. The Demon General killed five or six, and countless demon generals and demons left a very good impression. He couldn't bear to see him die in regret.

The pain on the face of the monk Yideng calmed down and became solemn. The ragged monk robe on his body burned in the light and turned into ashes, revealing his strong body, and a halo appeared behind his head.

He was the strongest disciple of Tianlong Zen Temple decades ago. He survived the second heavenly tribulation in his forties. He had the most talent to stand out in all of Qingzhou. He was famous throughout Qingzhou and was even considered the next abbot of Tianlong Zen Temple. It was not until Xiao An came to Tianlong Zen Temple that he was overwhelmed.

In the decades from Li Qingshan to Wuzhou, he did not relax his practice for a day, and his cultivation became more and more diligent. With the strong support of the Tianlong Zen Temple, the three heavenly tribulations are definitely not out of reach, and there is greater hope of breaking through than the first of each courtyard. If he had not been trapped by the inner demons, he might have been in seclusion and ready to pass the tribulation.

The Flying Locust King did not kill him, not just to torture him, but it would be difficult for him to kill him without taking action. He would accidentally get on with the demon clone. If the Lord took action, the four great vajras in Tianlong Zen Temple were not a joke, and it was not worth taking this risk at all. Therefore, he kept inspiring each other with words to make him go astray, and for him, this was not a kind of tempering.

Outside the Demon Suppressing Palace, the Fearless Monk showed a gratifying expression, and had high hopes for the entire Tianlong Zen Temple. Even after the "Yiyan" appeared, the Fearless Monk believed that he was more suitable to succeed the abbot. He could break the demonic obstacles and cheer up again, which was really worth celebrating. He suddenly felt that Li Qingshan was much more pleasing to the eyes.

"Senior brother, I am the right disciple!" The unfury monk said with a smile.

The fearless monk nodded slightly, and could not refuse to admit this. He thought silently in his heart, "Although Li Qingshan is a lay disciple and is not very loyal to the Tianlong Zen Temple, he still respects Junior Brother Bu Nu, and it is also considered a lineage. Yideng has a great chance of experiencing three heavenly tribulations, and Yiyi's cultivation has reached no point, but it should be not far from the three heavenly tribulations, and there are successors to the Tianlong Zen Temple!"

He also said: "Since he refuses to become a monk, the Tianlong Zen Temple cannot force him. However, since he is your disciple, please speak up if you need any support. Don't make people feel that the Tianlong Zen Temple is stingy."

"Yes, senior brother of the abbot." The Buqin smiled and knew that the Fearless Monk recognized Li Qingshan. The Fearless Monk's recognition was the recognition of Tianlong Zen Temple. It would give Li Qingshan enough support to repair the cold relationship. Even if it could not reach the level of loyalty, it would at least be kind.

This recognition is not only because of Li Qingshan's help to Monk Yideng, but it is just a sign of his attitude. The key is his real strength. Even for large sects, great cultivators are very rare. They have a qualitative improvement in the strength of the sect. If they were not forced, no one would have pushed people out.

Instead, it proves that Li Qingshan’s “absurd argument” is indeed a world of difference between strength and weakness.

"Let's see how they practice." The fearless monk said expectantly.

"Okay!" The unfury monk still had a lot of worry in his heart. Qingshan, Qingshan, don't really become the devil king, otherwise I will not be able to cover it up for you as a teacher.

Li Qingshan stared at the ninth statue of the demon suppression, but found that it was different from the first eight statues of the demon suppression. It was many times taller, and its materials were very different, and it seemed even more solemn. He sat cross-legged there, his expression was peaceful and quiet, as if an old monk had entered meditation.

After observing for a while, he did not immediately obtain the inheritance of "Demonic Catalogue", so he reached out and pressed his hand on the statue, urging the demonic heart, and his mind sank into the sea of ​​consciousness.

With a loud bang, the statue of the demon came alive, standing like a mountain in the sea of ​​consciousness, dancing.

The first move, the first regret of the demon heart!

The second style is difficult to move its magic!

...

The movements were extremely coherent, and the level was improved. Until the final enlightenment, I stopped all the movements, sat cross-legged on the sea of ​​consciousness, my head was full of chaos, my hair fell, I converted to my Buddha, and became a monk.

Li Qingshan suddenly understood that the ninth statue of Demon Suppression is not only the ninth level of the "Demon Suppression Catalogue", but also the general outline of the "Demon Suppression Catalogue". Only here are many of the subtleties revealed.

He felt excited. If he could integrate it, his human cultivation would inevitably have a qualitative change. He began to concentrate on comprehending, but gradually, his brows frowned.

"Qingshan, if you walk the fork in the road, there is still a chance to correct it here!" The unfury monk said silently in his heart.

There was originally only one demon-suppressing statue in the Demon Suppressing Hall, and the eight above were all imitations of this statue. The purpose was to analyze this set of too mysterious martial arts, which made people easy to understand, but the ultimate goal was to make this last demon-suppressing statue, just like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

However, Li Qingshan did not take the fork in the road at all, but went against the rules from the beginning and cultivated to this point. It was a miracle.

When he tried to comprehend the ninth level of the "Demon-Suppressing Pictures", he found that this contradiction was so great that it could not be reconciled. Not to mention integrating the entire set of skills, even the ninth level of skills was difficult to practice. When the magic energy reached this point, it immediately disintegrated.

He tried to sit cross-legged like "The Demon Statue", but found that it was really awkward. He never thought of becoming a monk from the beginning, but this devil who had lost his way finally became a monk.

The improvement of the realm can be achieved through strength, but the practice of the exercises still requires meditation.

"Do you really need to change a set of exercises?" (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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