He stroked his beard, looked at Monk Bupo, and said, "I wonder what the extraordinary means that the master mentioned are those?"
As he spoke, there was a trace of amusement on the Juggernaut's face.
He wanted to know what extraordinary methods Monk Fubo mentioned.
"It's nothing. It's just morning classes as punishment and confinement in the back mountain..."
Speaking of this, Monk Bupo raised his voice intentionally or unintentionally: "After all, the poor monk is also a monk. He really can't do anything that is too outrageous!"
As he spoke, a kind smile appeared on his face again.
As soon as these words came out, Wang Ye and others on the side all rolled their eyes.
The ruthlessness of the monk's previous methods was unparalleled, even Wang Ye would call him an expert after seeing it.
At this time, he took advantage of the fact that Juggernaut and Zhang Daoxuan were not familiar with him and said here that he was a monk and could not do anything too outrageous...
This damn guy is really using straw as incense to burn, fooling the devil!
Just when everyone rolled their eyes, Monk Bupo turned around and came to the Dharma Protector and Dharma King.
But he saw him take out a black pill from his arms and hand it to the protector.
At the same time, he showed a kind smile on his face and said: "Come on, eat it..."
"After eating it, you will become a member of my Hanshan Temple..."
"From now on, you and I will treat each other as brothers and sisters. We are a true family that loves each other!"
"Master..."
Seeing the kind smile on Monk Bupo's face, the protector said, "Here, what kind of elixir is this?"
"Amitabha, monks are compassionate, but will a poor monk harm you?"
Looking at the expression on the hair care face, Monk Bupo smiled and said: "This is the Shiquan Dabu Pill refined by a poor monk!"
"Eating it will heal your wounds and activate blood circulation. It will be good for your body!"
As he spoke, the smile on Monk Bupa's face became more and more friendly and strange.
"Master..."
After hearing what Monk Bupo said, the protector said: "But I'm not injured, I don't want to eat..."
"Yeah?"
Before the protector could finish speaking, Monk Bupo's eyes shone with a spark of light.
He stared at the protector in front of him and said word by word: "You really... don't want to eat?!"
At the end of the sentence, Monk Bupo almost gritted his teeth and said it.
"think!"
Upon hearing this, the protector immediately changed his tune.
At the same time, he picked up the black pill in Fuwa's hand...
Just based on the way Monk Bupo knocked down the Dharma King with a palm from behind, he knew that the monk with a weird smile in front of him was definitely not a good person...
He doesn't know if he will die if he takes this pill...
But if you don't take this pill, you will definitely die...
Thinking of this, he put the pill into his mouth and swallowed it without mercy.
I don’t know what kind of medicinal materials this pill is made from, and it melts in your mouth.
At the same time, a sharp pain suddenly penetrated into my mind.
Plop!
Soon, the protector fell to the ground and struggled violently.
The veins on his forehead popped out, and he rolled on the ground for a long time before they calmed down.
Three Corpses Brain Pill...
Seeing this protector's action, Wang Ye thought to himself.
The appearance of the protector just now was a sign that the Corpse Insect of the Three Corpse Brain God Pills had entered the body.
Damn...
We haven’t seen each other for many days. Not only has this monk’s skills become more and more sharp, but in the end, he knows how to hide his knives in his smile!
"Master!"
After the pain subsided, the protector looked at the monk Bupo in front of him and said, "What did you give me to eat?"
"nothing…"
Hearing this, Monk Bupo said: "It's just a Shiquan Dabu Pill. It was a normal phenomenon of the body being tempered by the medicine. Don't worry about it..."
At this time, the monk Bupo looked kind.
"But…"
At this time, the protector was preparing to ask questions.
But before he could finish his words, he saw Monk Bupo standing with one palm in front of his chest and softly shouting: "This is what I hear..."
As soon as he said these words, a sharp pain instantly shot from the protector's head.
At that moment, he covered his head and rolled on the ground.
"Alas, young people are impetuous..."
Looking at the protector rolling on the ground, Monk Bupo shook his head: "The medicine has not fully developed yet, so I asked in a hurry..."
"You can resist for a while first, but I'll let the Dharma King take the elixir before we talk..."
With that said, Monk Bupo came to the Dharma King.
He smiled slightly, placed the red pill in front of him, and said: "Dharma King, I see that you are destined to me..."
"This is my Hanshan Temple's secret medicine, Xue Linglong..."
"After taking it, the wounds will be healed and the power will be increased without any injuries. It is a first-class treasure!"
I believe you as a ghost!
After hearing what Monk Bupo said, Wang Ye, the others, and the two sword masters all rolled their eyes.
Does this Bupo monk really think that the Dharma King is a fool?
This protector took the elixir and is still rolling on the ground in pain while holding his head...
Only then will the ghost believe his words.
This Dharma King is obviously a normal person.
Although he couldn't understand the monk's nonsense, he was not blind...
Only a ghost would take this elixir if a protector is in agony in front of him...
Thinking of this, the Dharma King simply shut up and ignored Monk Bupo.
"Amitabha…"
Seeing the Dharma King in front of him tighten his mouth, Monk Bupo softly called out the Buddha's name: "Dharma King, just eat it!"
"This is great stuff!"
Inside and outside the words, Monk Bupo was constantly persuading.
But the Dharma King still turned his head away and paid no attention to Bupo.
"cough!"
Seeing this scene, Aji coughed: "Master, have you forgotten that this Dharma King cannot understand the Central Plains dialect..."
!!!
As soon as these words came out, Monk Bupo suddenly realized.
"Mother...Amitabha..."
At this time, he softly called the Buddha's name and said, "Look at this poor monk's mind, he has even forgotten this matter!"
As he spoke, he made a magic spell with his hand.
As soon as this spell came out, the protector who had a splitting headache on the ground stopped instantly.
"Junior brother, please convey my words to the Dharma King..."
Monk Bupo looked at the protector lying on the ground and said, "I say something, and you translate it!"
The protector suffered severe pain in his head and did not say much at this time.
But he nodded, came to the Dharma King's side, and told him what Monk Bupo said sentence by sentence.
But no matter how much monk Bupo tried to persuade him, the Dharma King kept his mouth tightly shut and ignored Bupo.
"Fuck..."
After persuading for a long time to no avail, Monk Bupo cursed angrily: "What a good person!"
"I've been trying to persuade you for so long, poor monk, but you, a foreign barbarian ghost guy, still don't even listen to me!"
"Okay, okay, if you don't listen, you won't listen!"
"Today I will let you know the depth of Zen Buddhism in Hanshan Temple, and let you know the horror of my Buddha's nameless karma fire!"
As soon as he said this, Monk Bupo turned his palm into a claw and grabbed the Dharma King directly on the chin.