God of Rebirth Denial System

The weather in Beiyuan in winter is like the weather in summer in the south. It changes at will. I don't know when the wind blew up, the temperature dropped suddenly, and snowflakes floated in the sky after a while.

The little monk Xiuzang and others have just cooked the meat. The little monk is holding a lamb chop in one hand and a wine jug with a leather bag in the other. .

Shuofeng, Daxue, Qingxiu little monk, mutton and turbid wine!The picture should be beautiful, but the reality is unbearable to look at directly. If the little monk is replaced by a rough man, it will be much more heroic, but unfortunately not.

"Summer is fine, but this long winter is really unforgiving." A few cold snowflakes got into his neck, and the little monk shrank his head and said.

He actually didn't understand what these aborigines were thinking. The winter in Beiyuan was so tough, why should they live here for generations?Now that the south is so rich, even begging in the south is better than living in the northern plains.

Even if the older generation is unwilling to leave, the younger generation must go to the south for a while, right?Always think about future generations, right?

But once people get used to a life, even if it is very hard, they don't want to move!

The great monks have exhausted their tongues, but not many people in the surrounding villages are willing to leave, only some young people are fairly enlightened, some of them came, and some of them are old people who are unwilling to make a fuss.

"Tomorrow, we will start heading south." Xiuzang finished gnawing the meat, threw the bones on the ground casually, then washed the grease off his hands with snow, looked at the south with a look of expectation and said: "Beautiful sister, poor monk It's coming soon, wait for me!"

Standing in the fierce cold wind, Xiuzang suddenly narrowed his eyes looking into the distance, his expression became strange, a man and a woman were running towards him.

The little monk greeted him and said, "Emi fucking Buddha, do the two benefactors need help?"

The two who came running were Xiao Yichen and Chai Beibei. They glanced at the little monk, and Xiao Yichen said quickly, "Young monk, hurry up, there are cultivators from other races behind."

"Aliens, the poor monk likes to fight aliens the most, so leave it to the poor monk!" The little monk said with a smile on his face.

Xiao Yichen and Xiao Yichen frowned and looked at the little monk. The other party looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was young and handsome.

"Little monk, don't seek death, the opponent is very strong." Xiao Yichen stopped and said, he couldn't bear to have an innocent boy killed.

call out!
A bright light came quickly, and the flying sword of the foreign cultivator in the God Realm attacked again, and the sword went ahead before the person arrived!
Damn it, God Realm!The little monk turned around and ran away!
"Master, help..." the little monk shouted while running.

Xiao Yichen: "..."

Chai Beibei: "..."

Both of them showed astonishment, thinking that it's a pity that such a young monk with such a good skin, his head is really not normal.

However, Fei Jian seemed to have identified the little monk, and went straight to the little monk.

Xiao Yichen and the two couldn't help shaking their heads, and they were powerless to save each other. They didn't dare to stay any longer, and continued to flee forward.

Swish!
Just when the flying sword almost stabbed the little monk, the little monk dodged at the nick of time, and then a figure not far away rolled up the snowflakes and rushed over.

when!
The flying sword that flew up again was blocked by the rushing old abbot with his Zen stick, and at this time, the cultivator of the imperial god realm from another world also rushed nearby.

This is a short, unremarkable man, only about 1.6 meters long, with a pair of mouse eyes, and a mustache. He looks a little wretched, but this is the man who killed two high-ranking warriors from the Xiao family, and chased Xiao Yichen, Chai Beibei has no way to go to heaven and no way to go down to earth.

"Amitabha! The donor is a guest from afar, so it would be wrong to kill him!" said the old abbot.

"Then what should I do?" The alien cultivator of the character mustache asked with a smile, the sword hovered above his head, exuding a sharp aura, ready to hurt people at any time.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately!" The old abbot said seriously.

"Put down the butcher knife and let you be killed by a bald donkey?" The mustache alien sneered.

"Monks don't lie!" said the old abbot.

"Okay, the old guy will do it when it's time to do it, why are you talking so much nonsense?" Xiuzang interrupted the old abbot who was still talking, "Don't you know how easy it is to die?"

"If you die, you will die as a villain. This old monk is a decent person!" said the old abbot.

"What kind of decent person are you?" the little monk Xiuzang said speechlessly.

"This old man represents the human beings from Earth Star, and the other party is a foreign race."

"That makes sense!" said the little monk.

"nature!"

"You said you were fat and you were panting, let's fight!"

"Be careful, benefactor, look at this old monk's merciful and compassionate palm!"

Xiao Yichen and Chai Beibei stopped in the distance, they didn't expect to meet such a powerful old monk to help stop the foreign cultivator of the gods.

The alien race with the horoscope was wary of the old monk's "Great Mercy and Great Compassionate Palm", but the old monk waited for him to give a sharp Zen stick.

"Great Mercy and Great Compassion!" The old monk shouted again.

"I believe you, you bastard, you are a very bad old man!" The alien cultivator of the mustache was full of disdain, but the old monk really slapped him this time.

A sharp and terrifying palm print directly knocked him into the air.

"Oh, why don't young people listen to the old man's words!" The old abbot said kindly.