Li Chen said nonchalantly: "Two senior brothers, I'm sorry, I don't like this."
As soon as he finished speaking, a trace of cruelty flashed in the fat monk's eyes: This boy really came to make me happy.
He punched suddenly.
This punch was urgent and hateful, without any warning.
Hit Li Chen directly in the chest.
It's the black tiger move in Arhat's boxing that digs out the heart.
The fat monk had poor qualifications in spiritual practice, but he never gave up on his physical training skills.
He has been raped for many years with this move, and he can hit Huanglong with just one punch.
Quite confident.
…
In contrast, Li Chen.
Slender fingers twisted on the rosary beads.
Looks calm.
It was as if there was no reaction.
When others saw this, they couldn't help but secretly thought: A defective product is a defective product.
I will probably stay in bed for a year and a half now.
Bang~
There was a loud noise.
All the monks couldn't help but follow the sound.
I saw a big fist as thick as a bowl pressed against Li Chen's chest.
But there was still a slight smile on his face and he didn't move an inch.
It seemed like nothing was wrong.
On the other hand, the fat monk's veins were exposed on his face and his blood was swollen.
His punch actually landed on Li Chen.
But why is it like a mud cow drowning in the sea?
Not even a shake.
"Senior brother...could it be that you didn't eat enough during your fast, so you don't have the strength?"
The fat monk trembled his lips, obviously realizing that the other party was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger.
Li Chen still looked as calm as a breeze, and just said with a smile:
"Why don't you eat some more, senior brother~"
The fat monk felt wind on his head.
A slap came on his shiny forehead.
I just felt a huge force coming from me.
The body cannot be restrained.
He fell headlong into the toilet that he hadn't even had time to clean yet.
He was so fat that he couldn't pull it out even if it was stuffed inside.
"Is it tasty?"
Li Chen smiled and said "Amitabha".
He achieved the first level of dragon-elephant prajna skill.
The power of a dragon and an elephant appeared on his body out of thin air.
This casual slap is already a big deal.
When the surrounding monks saw this, they were shocked.
The one with the brightest mind was the thin monk Liquan. Seeing that the opportunity was bad, he turned around and wanted to run away.
But Li Chen snorted coldly.
With quick eyes and quick hands, he slapped me again in the same way.
The thin monk also followed suit.
Fell upside down in the toilet.
duang duang~
Two feet.
The person and the bucket were thrown into the river together.
"Two senior brothers, your stomach is full, but you need to clean it up~"
The two monks were stirred by the river water and immediately overturned.
Especially the fat monk, the toilet was stuck on his body, and it took the two of them working together to rescue him.
Lying down in the river and vomiting.
Li Chen stood on the shore and swept the monks' faces.
I saw that they had no leader, and they were all silent.
So he smiled and said sadly:
"From the beginning to the end, if you dare to let Li Sao touch the toilet, I will let you eat shit one by one until you have a fatty liver~"
All the monks looked at each other.
I thought it was a little piece of trash.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a tricky idea.
What makes people laugh the most is the two monks, one fat and one thin, hugging each other and shivering in the water.
The look he looked at Li Chen was filled with fear and reluctance.
Li Sao was stunned on the side.
"Li Chen...you, when did you become..."
"Um?"
Li Chen gave him a dangerous look.
This look is exactly the same as that of Senior Brother Li Wei.
Li Sao had the deepest experience and understood immediately: "Master, master...brother!"
This was the first time he called him Senior Brother Lichen.
Li Chen curled his lips: Sure enough, junior brothers all need training.
When~when~when~when~when~when~
A series of rapid bells rang.
Li Chen and Li Sao don’t know why.
On the contrary, it was the thin monk in the river who said submissively: "This...is the water leaking!"
Everyone looked in the direction where the bell was ringing.
Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?!
Is the Sutra Pavilion in trouble?
Just unbelievable.
The Sutra Pavilion contains the inheritance of Shasheng Temple and has always been the most closely protected place.
There are special warning monks, patrolling monks, and sweeping monks.
Even sparks the size of sesame seeds cannot escape their eyes.
It's impossible to make such a big fuss.
Is there something weird in the Sutra Pavilion?
Li Chen gave Li Sao a look.
Turn around and leave first.
Li Sao understood and hurriedly followed.
Walking out of the starting and ending point, you can see the Sutra Pavilion from a distance.
There is a faint green light.
It doesn't look like an ordinary flame.
Sure enough, there is something weird.
The two quickened their pace.
When I came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
In front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, mourning was already everywhere.
It's strange to say.
The green flame seemed to have no temperature.
It cannot be quenched by water, nor can it be quenched by soil.
It does no harm to wood, stone, or even scriptures.
Only the disciples in the Sutra Pavilion fainted one by one.
Li Chen's heart moved, so he took a look at it with the mirror.
It is reflected in the green flame.
Five words appeared on the mirror: [I am Jade Phosphorus Fire.]
It turns out that this flame is called jade phosphorus fire.
The mirror light flashed, and "The Secret of Karma and Change of Industry" was reflected.
"The Secret of Karmic Transformation" is a high-level spiritual wisdom that understands the cause and effect of all things in the world.
Sure enough, it reflects the origin of the green phosphorus fire.
[There is a naturally strange beast called ‘Liao Earthworm’.
Snake-shaped fire temperament, likes narrow rooms, likes to hide, and is afraid of sunlight.
There is a strange fragrance wherever you pass.
It can spit green phosphorus fire and give it to others.
This fire does not burn external objects, but if anyone touches it, it will be poisoned by strange poisons.
It can be solved with the root juice of Lingxiao wood.】
It's really magical.
It turned out that the monk lying on the ground was poisoned.
But I have never heard of Lingxiao Mugen.
It's not easy to come by.
Zen Master Jinnian, the deacon of the Sutra Pavilion on the other side, was like an ant on a hot pot, scurrying around anxiously.
Next to him, Zen Master Lingyou was checking the condition of his disciple's injury.
Suddenly, Zen Master Jingyou frowned, and Jingnian quickly asked:
"Junior brother, what's going on?"
Zen Master Lingyou is good at alchemy and knows very well about flames.
He shook his head slightly: "These disciples don't have any external injuries on their bodies, ranging from splitting headaches to unconsciousness in severe cases.
There is no response no matter how you call, could it be that the soul is injured?"
"Could it be..."
"Junior brother, please stop being so secretive and tell me quickly."
Zen Master Jinnian obviously ran out of patience.
"There are not many flames in the world that only burn living things and do not touch dead things."
Zen Master Jinian was horrified and said: "You mean...ghost or will-o'-the-wisp?!"
As soon as the name came out.
The entire Sesshou Temple seemed to pause for a few seconds.
"In the past, I have seen the methods of the ghost sect. After being contaminated by the ghost fire, the soul will definitely be injured and lose consciousness immediately.
Just like these disciples."
It is different from the low-key Sesshoji Temple.
The Ghost Cult emerged three hundred years ago.
Quickly show your edge and annex other sects.
Now it is the largest religion in southern Xinjiang and is gaining momentum.
"That's too much!"
"It's simply too much!"
Zen Master Jinnian had an angry look on his face, he just wanted to kill the Ghost Sect and overthrow their mountain.
Lonely said: "The ghost fire is extremely difficult to deal with. In the entire Shasheng Temple, I am afraid that only Master Huiming can subdue it."
"Without further delay, hurry up and invite me."
When Zen Master Jinian heard this, he immediately turned around and left without hesitation.
Only outside the crowd, Li Chen's face was full of doubts: What are the ghosts and will-o'-wisps?
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