"It's a pity that Qinglian can't come, so he asked me to come!" Qi Ling said coldly: "However, I thought that the person Qinglian kept praising would be such an amazing master, but now it seems that he is nothing more than a master.
That’s all!”
"Uh..." Xiao Fan was speechless, twitching the corner of his mouth, then scratching his head and said: "Well, I'm not special anyway, why can't Brother Qinglian come?"
"I said you have so many questions!" Qi Ling waved his hand and said: "But I have no obligation to answer you one by one. You are just a protector-level ant now. When your strength recovers, let me
Let’s take a good look and see if you have the qualifications worthy of me to take seriously!”
Damn it, what an arrogant bitch!
Xiao Fan couldn't help but rolled his eyelids, feeling dissatisfied in his heart.
But it was hard for him to get angry. After all, he was really weak now. If the other party wanted to kill him, one finger would be enough.
People under low eaves have to bow their heads!
"Okay, since there is no more nonsense, let's go!" Qi Ling nodded with a cold face and raised his hand to sweep Xiao Fan away.
However, at this moment, the surrounding space suddenly fluctuated, followed by a huge palm, suddenly coming from the depths of the space in front of Qi Ling, with red light flashing on the half-inch-long fingernails, and reaching towards Qi Ling.
Comes through the throat.
Qi Ling frowned slightly, and immediately moved back three feet, just enough to prevent the other party's claws from touching her.
But the monk's robe that had been wrapping her was torn apart by the five waves of air that shot out from her nails, causing her long hair to fall apart, revealing Qi Ling's complete face.
Beautiful!
This can only be used to describe it.
Moreover, it is really unimaginable that such a beautiful woman could actually be a nun!
Why?
etc……
Xiao Fan suddenly thought about what was wrong. He did not ask about the condition of the claws that suddenly attacked. Instead, he rubbed his chin carelessly and wondered: "It's weird, isn't it a nun? Why is there still something there?"
hair?"
When Qi Ling heard this, she couldn't help but rolled her eyes at Xiao Fan: "Who told you that nuns can't have hair? Those Mingwang-level masters can grow their hair, why can't I?"
"Uh, that's right!" Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows. Indeed, Peacock King Qinglian has long flowing blue hair, and the King Kasyapa whom he met before also has short hair that looks like thorns.
"Hmph, I wonder who came to my territory. It turns out to be you!" Immediately afterwards, the space in front of Qi Ling was completely torn open, and soon a man with double horns on his head looked ferocious.
The man came out with a strange look.
"Humph, it turns out to be King Qu Zhiming. When did this place become your territory again?" Qi Ling asked leisurely with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"As long as I want to, anywhere in the entire Buddhist world can become my territory!" King Qu Zhiming said arrogantly.
Xiao Fan narrowed his eyes and kept looking at King Qu Zhiming.
Indeed, this guy was completely different from the Mingwang-level masters he had seen. Although he still had the power of Buddhism, his whole body was entangled with an evil force, which looked extremely weird.
Moreover, he had just attacked Qi Ling, and the method he used to appear here was also very pure space power, which makes people even more incredible.
Although in the Buddhist world, Mingwang-level masters can rely on the power of cause and effect to capture the power of space and use it one or two, it is logically extremely rare to be able to control the power of space so precisely.
.
Moreover, this Prince Qu Zhiming's tone was so arrogant, which surprised Xiao Fan.
"This guy is not simple...there are quite a lot of monsters in the Buddhist world!" Mal also expressed his own emotion.
After Qi Ling argued with King Qu Zhiming for a moment, he suddenly flipped up his hair and said nonchalantly: "Forget it, I'm too lazy to bother with you anymore. I'm not here specifically to find you.
Trouble, there is no point in fighting you!"
"Huh? You would actually say such a thing?" King Qu Zhiming was stunned: "This is not in line with your character. Is there something wrong with your head?"
"Go away! There is something wrong with your head... Oh, by the way, there is something wrong with your head. I have important things to do, so don't bother me, or else... I will really kill you!" Qi Ling said.
A cold light flashed in his eyes.
Suddenly the surrounding air suddenly cooled down, and everything turned white in an instant and was frozen!
When King Qu Zhiming saw this, he couldn't help but change his face, a look of fear flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared immediately, he spread his palms and said: "Well, I won't trouble you today, but...
Don’t take it lightly, the king now has greater power, and sooner or later he will be able to defeat you, and then defeat that guy Qinglian!”
"Okay, I'm looking forward to it!" Qi Ling raised her eyebrows and said coldly to Xiao Fan: "Let's go!"
As she spoke, she flicked her sleeves, wrapped Xiao Fan's figure, and disappeared under a blanket of snowflakes and frost.
"It's strange, who is the boy next to Qi Ling? He only has the strength of a protector, but Qi Ling seems to care about his appearance, and... that boy actually gives me a familiar feeling..." Looking at Qi Ling
After Ling and Xiao Fan left, King Qu Zhiming stood there and thought for a long time, then twisted his body, slipped into the space crack again and disappeared.
"Who is that King Qu Zhiming?" Xiao Fan asked in confusion as he was wrapped in Qiling's power and quickly shuttled through the sky.
"It's just a pervert, a hybrid between the Xiangang royal family and the demon clan!" Qi Ling replied expressionlessly.
"What? A mixture of the Immortal Royal Family and the Demon Clan? What's going on? Can there be a mixture between the Immortal Realm and the Buddhist Realm?" Xiao Fan was shocked again.
"There is nothing surprising. There have been countless wars between the immortal world and the Buddhist world for hundreds of millions of years. It is inevitable that people from the immortal world will be captured. And the father of King Qu Zhiming is the Immortal Gang royal family who was captured from the immortal world.
A master, by mistake, fell in love with a girl from the demon clan, and even violated the rules of immortals and Buddhas, and gave birth to a son, King Qu Zhiming!"
"It's just that this guy was born with extremely powerful power, and had a weird temperament. He was not bound by the Buddhist world. He ran around on his own, looking for masters to provoke and cause trouble. Later, he was educated by the Buddha. He restrained himself a lot, but
Her nature is still hard to change and she refuses to accept the teachings of the Dharma. She wanders here and there all day doing nothing!" Qi Ling said so many words in one breath for the first time, but judging from her tone, she didn't have any good impressions of that King Qu Zhiming.
"I see, it seems that King Qu Zhiming... is really a powerful character!" Xiao Fan said with a thought.
"Well, his strength has long surpassed many Bodhisattva-level masters. Even if I want to defeat him, it will be very difficult!" Qi Ling nodded, and as he spoke, he had already reached Fenglian City, taking Xiao with him.
Fan jumped down and came to the hidden house in the alley.
After glancing around to make sure there was nothing wrong with her surroundings, she swayed Xiao Fan again and directly entered the secret room deep underground.
"Qi Ling is back!" King Fengming and others in the secret room quickly stood up after feeling a biting cold breath.
When Qi Ling and Xiao Fan appeared in the secret room, everyone gathered around them.
"Okay, I've brought you back. I have other things to do, so I'll leave first!" Qi Ling glanced at everyone indifferently, and finally landed on Xiao Fan, whispering: "After you regain your strength,
, I will take you to see Qinglian again. After all, your current strength is not enough to get close there... Moreover, you should not reveal your identity first. Although you are Qinglian's friend, you are from the fairy world.
Many of their relatives died at the hands of masters in the immortal world. Apart from me, it is best not to let anyone else know your identity, and play your current role well!"
As he spoke, a burst of snowflakes rolled up, and Qi Ling disappeared again.
Xiao Fan was left standing there in a daze, looking at the people who came around and looked at him.
"Boy, are you one of ours? Why haven't I seen you before?" Prince Fengming, who had messy red hair, looked at Xiao Fan for a long time and then asked in confusion.
"Uh..." Xiao Fan scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "I am not a rebel, but I hope to become a rebel!"
"Oh? If you say that, we haven't saved the wrong person yet!" King Fengming narrowed his eyes and said, "Then tell me about yourself, why do you want to be a rebel?"
"Hey!" Xiao Fan rolled his eyes, then sighed, showing a look of vicissitudes of life, and a set of convincing words came out of his mouth: "I am not willing to accept it! Those people are so arrogant.
The guys look down on me at all..."
With such words, everyone could not help but be moved after hearing the words.
Indeed, in the Buddhist world, there is a completely strict hierarchical system of superiors and subordinates, and no one is allowed to cross the line in the slightest, and one must obey orders from superiors absolutely, which no one can refuse.
Under such a strict system, people can only rely on themselves!
They were assigned to various temples to collect the power of faith from mortals, but they could not get any of this power of faith. More than 50% belonged to the Buddha himself, and 20% belonged to the twelve Bodhisattva-level masters.
, one and a half percent are distributed to tens of thousands of various enlightened kings, and the last half percent are those monks at the Buddha level. As for the Dharma protector level? They can only eat some scraps, and have to work tirelessly to spread Buddhist teachings everywhere every day. It is undoubtedly
The lowest group in the Buddhist world.
As for the lower-level monks, they are almost no different from slaves.
So relatively speaking, the abbot of a small temple like Qingchen is not the worst off.
It is precisely because of the existence of this layer-by-layer exploitative and hierarchical system that controls the Buddhist world that the number of rebels has increased, truly forming an underground force that can compete with the Buddhist world.
"I see, but...in order to make us believe you, we still have to offend you and test your soul!" King Fengming nodded after hearing what Xiao Fan said, and raised his hand towards Xiao Fan's bare head.