Fan Jingxing's voice was filled with fear, his two limbs trembled, and he almost collapsed to the ground on the spot.
What did he hear? The master seemed to have other ideas about him?
It was rumored that some eccentric senior masters had special hobbies, but I didn't expect that he would meet him today.
Why is it purple?
Fan Jingxing felt his buttocks tighten and his whole body felt cold.
"What, you're not happy?"
Ji Mo's tone suddenly turned cold.
Fan Jingxing's body trembled and he shook his head quickly, with tears of grievance shining in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and nodded sternly.
At this moment, for the first time in his life, he resented his parents: Mom and Dad, why did you have to give birth to such a handsome child? What a sin!
That's all, that's all, as long as you can survive, this little sacrifice is nothing.
With a sudden change of heart, Fan Jingxing began to undress and quickly took off his shirt.
"Taking initiative, I like it."
Ji Mo nodded and showed a satisfied smile.
Fan Jingxing closed his eyes and began to unbutton his belt. A stream of clear tears slowly flowed down from the corners of his eyes.
The innocence that I have maintained for two hundred and fifty years is gone.
Just do that in the yard?
Why don't you go back to your room? It's still daytime!
After shivering for a long time, Fan Jingxing untied his belt.
"What are you doing?"
Ji Mo's voice sounded, full of doubts.
Fan Jingxing opened his eyes and saw that Ji Mo had taken a hoe out of nowhere and stuffed it directly into his hand.
"When farming, you just need to take off your shirt. There is no need to unbutton your pants."
Ji Mo shook his head. It looked like he had never done farm work before and didn't even understand basic common sense.
Moreover, before the work was even done, tears started to appear, which was embarrassing.
Ji Mo naturally has no special hobbies, he just wants Fan Jingxing to use his labor to cultivate the land and grow vegetables as compensation, that's all.
"Farming?"
Fan Jingxing was stunned.
Don’t you want that? Why do you want to farm?
Then he turned from sadness to joy and looked at Ji Mo with eyes full of gratitude.
Great, my innocence is preserved.
Immediately afterwards, he was breathing rapidly and staring at the hoe in his hand, his eyes almost popped out.
"Legendary level!"
…
There was silence in the valley.
Xuan Ao never came back and was captured.
Fan Jingxing messed around a lot and failed.
What to do next.
"How about we all take action together?"
Someone said cautiously, but his tone was not very confident.
Hong Qiantu disagreed and said in denial: "Then Ji Mo didn't make a killing move. There should be room for maneuver in the matter. If we take action, I'm afraid it will be a fight to the death."
The main reason was that Hong Qiantu didn't dare to say anything, for fear of angering those present.
He really wanted to say that even if a few of us join forces, if something goes wrong, it will be like a meat bun beating a dog, and there will be no return.
When several people were at a loss what to do, Ma Lian Toutuo spoke.
"It seems that after all, I have to personally take action to turn the tide!"
Suddenly, the eyes of several people fell on Toutuo.
"Master Huineng, please don't get involved. You've already ruined two people, and it's all for nothing if you go."
Hong Qiantu kindly reminded.
In terms of combat strength, Huineng is similar to Xuan Ao and Fan Jingxing, so what kind of trouble can he make?
Several other people also gave good advice and bluntly said that everything must be considered in the long term and must not show the courage of an ordinary man.
"Xuan Ao is reckless, and Fan Jingxing is only heresy. If you want to achieve great things, you must rely on this..."
Hui Neng touched his bare forehead, his eyes shining with the light of wisdom.
Fighting for strength and ruthlessness is ultimately inferior; only winning with wisdom and surrendering the enemy without fighting is the best strategy.
"Could it be that Master Huineng intends to deceive... or not, to save Ji Mo?"
Several people frowned, with doubts on their faces.
Huineng possesses an extremely evil magical power. As long as he uses his magical power and shouts to someone, "Fellow Taoist, I am destined to be a Buddha," he can convert the other person into a disciple.
It was with this magical power that Huineng started from scratch, taught countless disciples, and created a powerful force.
Now, this well-known human trafficker is so bold that he wants to extend his claws to Ji Mo.
"Huineng, Ji Mo's strength is definitely better than yours and mine, can you save him?"
Hong Qiantu questioned that Huineng's magical power could only be effective on people whose level was lower than his own, and it should have no effect on Ji Mo.
Huineng smiled and said: "In the past, I was really not sure. But now, Ji Mo's child will never escape from the palm of my hand."
While speaking, he took out a diamond-shaped crystal the size of a thumb and displayed it in front of everyone.
The crystal is simple and unpretentious, and seems to be no different from ordinary crystal, but it reveals an extremely strange power.
Just when a few people wanted to take a closer look, they felt a stinging pain in their heads, and a spiritual force pulled at their souls and eroded their consciousness.
"This is the Eye of Medusa!"
Several people took a breath of air-conditioning, gathered their nerves, and quickly stepped back a distance, with deep fear on their faces.
The Eye of Medusa has the power to freeze the soul.
If Huineng had bad intentions and used the Eye of Medusa to perform the magic of salvation, they would definitely not be spared.
With this treasure around, I'm afraid even those in the Spiritual Saint Realm who are strong will fall prey to it, and even some Spiritual Emperors with weak soul power will be affected by it.
Hui Neng looked at the reactions of the people around him with satisfaction, and said with a face full of anger: "Everyone, just wait until I go to subdue the man named Ji and bring him back to kowtow to everyone to make amends."
Under the gaze of several people, he shook off his monk's robe and walked away in the air.
"Huineng is so lucky to have obtained such a treasure. We must be more careful in the future. We might be tricked by this bald donkey one day."
Hong Qiantu whispered.
Several other people said yes again and again, and you must be on guard against others, otherwise you won't know what will happen if you fall into trouble later.
Arriving outside Jimo's yard.
Huineng did not act rashly and squinted his eyes to observe the situation in the hospital.
Xuan Ao was pressed down by an iron tripod and couldn't move. His body was covered in blood and he didn't know whether he was alive or alive.
Fan Jingxing was even worse. He was hoeing in the scorching sun with his arms bare, his body covered in mud, and he was in an extremely miserable state.
Forcing a spiritual leader to farm is something human beings do?
Huineng snorted coldly and decided that after Ji Mo was converted into a slave, he would treat him as a slave and humiliate him.
"No matter how cunning a fox is, it can't defeat a good hunter. Ji Mo, let me show you what I can do."
Hui Neng's body was covered with white mist, as if he had changed into a different person, with a majestic appearance, kind eyebrows and kind eyes.
If it weren't for the fact that his horse face ruined his image, he really had the temperament of an enlightened monk.
He is neither sad nor happy, and exudes a peaceful aura, which makes people feel close to him.
If anyone familiar with Hui Neng is present, they must know that this is the prelude to Hui Neng's plans to cause trouble.
And almost all those who were targeted by him could not escape his clutches, were converted and surrendered, and became his disciples.
Immediately afterwards, Huineng took out the Eye of Medusa, held it in his hand, and pronounced the Buddha's name.
"Amitabha!"
These four words seem to have a fatal attraction, and people can't help but fall into it.
Out of nowhere, a mysterious power comes.
The Buddhist rhyme envelopes the entire courtyard.