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Chapter 358 Karma? The Cooperation of the Old Monk

Chapter 358 Karma? The cooperation of the old monk

Author: Angry Little Heizi

Chapter 358 Karma? The cooperation of the old monk

"Sir, would you mind waiting for you?"

Hearing this, Li Xiuzhu waved his legs and said arrogantly: "Let's go to Xiangguo Temple. If we don't kill them, I will die."

"It would be better if God did not give birth to him, and humanity will last forever like a long night."

After Li Xiuzhu finished speaking, he stepped lightly on the waves and rushed towards the mountain in an instant with a series of phantoms.

The coachman was just about to say where the madman came from when he saw a scene that made him tremble with fear. His clothes were wet with cold sweat for a moment. After reacting, he hurriedly turned the carriage around and hurried out.

Something big has happened. Xiangguo Temple is asking for something big.

The Bu Nao coachman didn't plan to report to the official. How could he brag? He had to read two months of news.

He has already thought of several ways to brag.

Shocked, the old man was alone in Xiangguo Temple and died of exhaustion after fighting dozens of high legs for several hours.

Shocked, the old man was alone in Xiangguo Temple and destroyed a centuries-old Buddhist temple.

Shocked, the old man was alone in Xiangguo Temple, killed dozens of people in Xiangguo Temple and escaped.

shock……

shock……

And Li Xiuzhu didn't really face the murder in Xiangguo Temple as he said. Isn't that stupid?

A peerless high-legged person of unknown realm, plus the abbot of Kong Jian presiding over it, there are quite a lot of warrior monks.

As long as you are not stupid, you will not be tough.

Li Xiuzhu's lightness skills were unparalleled. He slipped into Xiangguo Temple, bypassed the Sutra Pavilion, and entered the abbot's house.

The abbot was not outside the room at this time, and I didn't know whether he had gone to have lunch or what he was doing.

Bu Nao didn't care, he would wait. Walking in the corner next to the door, Li Xiuzhu crossed his legs and started thinking.

The abbot cannot stay, at least he cannot let them know that he massacred Xiangguo Temple, and then the people of Xiangguo Temple will receive a one-time gift package.

As for killing people, he didn't want to kill too many. He just wanted to get rid of the second-rate high-legged ones.

The third-rate high-legs are stronger than those of the army and do not pose a threat.

I don't know how long it took, but when Li Xiuzhu was thinking wildly, his heart moved, someone came.

Moreover, the footsteps were steady and thick, and the legs were high.

The martial arts characteristics of each sect are different, and the martial arts practiced by male Buddhists are mainly heavy and heavy.

After ten years of entry, I first practiced basic skills and focused on being steady and quick.

The abbot pushed open the door and turned around to close it, but at that moment, a shadow flashed past.

The abbot had just felt a warning sign in his heart when his legs already pinched his shoulders.

Although the abbot was still frightened, and the Vajra Indestructible Magic Power was operating, but at that moment, when his external force was operating, it seemed to be uncontrollable and flowed rapidly towards the person behind him.

What, what kind of skill is that? How can it attract external forces?

That day, Zhang Fang was really shocked and his heart was in chaos.

All baked dumplings come from insufficient firepower, but their stability comes from the indestructible power of the Vajra.

If he had not been prepared to form a defense in advance, he would naturally be afraid. Even if the person behind him wanted to absorb his external force, he might not be able to do so, but now there is no time to form the indestructible power of the Vajra.

At the same time, Li Xiuzhu was also a little surprised. The old monk's external strength was unbelievable.

According to that external force, he can obtain at least 90% pure external force after refining it.

It is also difficult to recover external force like that of Bu Nao. It must be absorbed from the outside world and then refined and refined before it can become one's own external force. This is a kind of hard work.

After dozens of breaths, Li Xiuzhu let go of Kong Jian and asked calmly: "Do you have any last words?"

Kong Jian lost the external force, his eyes seemed to have lost light, and his skin, which was not rosy and lustrous, also turned gray-red.

Hearing this, he looked at Li Xiuzhu and asked in confusion: "I wonder where he offended the donor?"

No, Kong Jian was very confused about that question. He hadn't been out of Xiangguo Temple for a long time, and he rarely appeared in front of believers during the week, and he didn't even remember Li Xiuzhu.

Well, a person with Li Xiuzhu’s appearance.

Li Xiuzhu laughed when he heard this.

"When we go to kill the prince, don't we all understand the wrong leg?"

Kong Jian was startled for a moment, and then his eyes darkened.

"Am I one of the prince's people?"

"Did Master Fei Ning and Junior Brother Lao Ning fail?"

"Lao Monk said that changing one's destiny and changing one's life would be contaminated by the great cause and effect. The junior fellow apprentices all believed what the Venerable said and vowed to fight for an opportunity for him in the future..."

"I have something to ask of you."

Li Xiuzhu was startled when he heard this. That great monk was interesting. He was about to die and he begged him very much. Why?

Because of his big face? Doesn’t it mean that he wants to die?

Bu Nao Li Xiuzhu certainly gave the wrong party a chance.

"Let's talk about it, he may not agree."

Kongjian heard the words and recited a Buddha's name, and then he said in a weak voice: "He wanted to ask the donor to refrain from committing murders. None of the nine people in the temple knew about it, and they refused to allow those old antiques to make private opinions."

Li Xiuzhu frowned slightly when he heard this. After being silent for a while, he said, "If I can provide you with a second-rate high-leg, he can help me."

"The premise is that what I provided is true, otherwise...he can massacre my entire Xiangguo Temple."

Hearing this, Dong Qiang consciously wanted to refuse, but he knew that this was the bottom line Li Xiuzhu had given him.

Thinking about the transformation from the whole temple to a second-rate and high-legged one, does that count as saving hundreds of people?

"Amitabha, if the Buddha says he will not go to hell, who will go to hell?"

"Okay, I agree to the benefactor's request."

"Donor, please wait a moment. He will go to the door and ask people to come over in batches."

"What kind of high legs does the donor want to call first? In addition to his junior brother and the eighteen bronze men, Xiangguo Temple has three first-rate high legs and 78 second-rate high legs."

Hiss, there are so many, worthy of a Buddhist temple that has been around for hundreds of years. Counting three junior disciples and eighteen bronze men, a second-rate person with high legs can exceed a hundred people.

That's more than the tall legs of Mitsurumon.

It doesn't mean that the old monk doesn't know the situation of the sweeping monk. If you know, he will never ask his disciples to leave and wait for death.

When Li Xiuzhu heard this, he said, "Let's call the first-rate high-legged ones first. Just three of them together will be fine."

"Amitabha."

The old monk thought that there was no psychological burden in the calamity. He stood at the door through the open door and did not run away. Instead, he walked into the yard and shouted: "Mingkong, call the master of the Discipline Hall and the deacon Tangtang."

The master and the master of Luohan Hall are here."

Mingkong's voice immediately sounded outside the house, but Mingkong was a little strange. Master Tomorrow's voice was weak and slightly hoarse.

After hearing Mingkong's response, Kongjian went back to the house and looked at Li Xiuzhu with indifference in his eyes.

"Donor, I have asked Mingkong to call someone over. It will be later."

Li Xiuzhu nodded when he heard this, returned to the corner again, crossed his legs and walked east.

Compared to doing nothing before, Bu Nao had something to do that time.

While Li Xiuzhu was refining his external strength, he took out the wordless book and began to read the appearance inside.

That time he watched the God of War Illustrated Book.

In the late stage of the peerless world, those who cultivate can sense the connection between gods and humans. The Illustrated Book of the God of War is the best and most valuable treasure that can make people understand.

(End of chapter)


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