My life is super hard, nothing is taboo/Ghost Shelter

"defeat?"

The old monk smiled lightly, but he didn't know how to answer.

Mr. Zixiao suddenly felt that he was captured by another world.

numb all over.

The arms were numb, the soles of the feet were numb, the neck was numb, and the body was numb too. I couldn't feel the existence of the limbs and five body all at once.

But quickly recovered.

The old monk finally appeared in front of him.

"Any last words?"

His eyes were pitiful, but Mr. Zixiao thought that Shura's attitude was a provocation.

"Vald donkey, die!"

When Zi Xiaojun roared, Qin Kun suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Fighting in the mirage world...

"Wait, stop!"

As Qin Kun said, he took a step forward, but the old monk took a step ahead of him. With two fingers together, he touched the center of Zixiao-jun's eyebrows.

"Amitabha, benefactor, it's late."

At this moment, Mr. Zixiao felt the ethereal spirit of heaven and earth.

All is lost.

Confucianism sticks to the middle, Taoism keeps the middle, and Buddhism keeps the emptiness.

Mr. Zixiao is a guarding Taoist priest, but he feels that everything is gone.

Qin Kun quietly watched the mirage world shatter.

The old monk smiled slightly: "Amitabha, the poor monk has won."

The scenery returned to its original state and became the Ten Mile Pavilion outside the city.

Qin Kun looked at Mr. Zixiao beside him, but he could no longer feel his spiritual power, nor could he feel his vitality, but he couldn't even feel that he was dead.

Very strange state!

"You won, and I will let you out of here as you said. Let him recover now." Qin Kun said.

The old monk suddenly burst into wild laughter: "Don't you understand? How could someone who came to the Six Paths Mystery Room to get his physique get out alive? He is my chosen scapegoat! Hehe, this is the method I know!"

Qin Kun suddenly opened his eyes wide.

The old monk smiled very compassionately: "What do you think the three thousand evil worlds are? That is the six-rooted Buddha created by the poor monk! Now the poor monk pours his eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, mind, six senses and six senses into his body. , he and all the distracting thoughts of the poor monk have merged into one, so to some extent...he is the poor monk!"

At the end of the old monk's speech, he whispered to his ears, but became even more arrogant.

Qin Kun suddenly reached out and grabbed the old monk's neck, but the old monk's body slowly turned into a feather.

He smiled and watched Qin Kun's hand pass through his neck: "There will be no future, benefactor."

Outside the Ten Mile Pavilion, there is a gentle breeze.

Qin Kun felt cold all over.

There were four attendants lying on the ground, and a Taoist priest who had disappeared sat next to him.

Qin Kun was suddenly furious. For some reason, his right arm instantly turned into countless crystal threads and was caught in the void.

His expression was extremely evil, as if he lost control after being provoked.

This is not looking for a scapegoat at all, but plotting against oneself!

The old monk's move must have an opponent who can withstand the three thousand evil worlds, so the target was placed on Zi Xiaojun from the beginning, so it was calculated from the beginning to the end!His purpose was to prevent Qin Kun from making a move.I have really followed his way!

Qin Kun pulled out his arm from the void, embedded his five fingers in the back of an old monk's head, and pulled it directly to his face.

Qin Kun and the old monk pointed nose to nose, stared at each other with blood-red eyes, and shouted loudly: "Now restore him to his original state, otherwise, you can also bury him with him!"

The air wave hit the old monk's face, and the old monk's face was ashes.

He didn't know...how did he get caught? !

Chapter 1468 Becoming a Buddha is Waking Up

How happy the old monk was when he left, how frustrated he is now.

I have calculated thousands of times, but I didn't calculate that Qin Kun would... catch him back from the causal line!

Almost face to face, the old monk's throat moved and his throat became dry, because he saw that the anger in the eyes of the young man in front of him was on the verge of extreme.

The action just now... seems to be playing tricks on the other party...

"Ami……"

The old monk lowered his head, adjusted his expression and spoke. Qin Kun grabbed his head and lifted his face up halfway through the recitation of the Buddha's name.

"Didn't you hear what I just said? Then let me repeat, my friend... can he recover?"

"Donor, this..."

"Can it be recovered!!!"

The old monk's scalp was numb, and his eardrums suddenly hurt. He felt itchy in his earholes, and blood was slowly flowing out.

The old monk breathed nervously: "Yes!"

Qin Kun let go of the opponent: "I'll give you 30 breaths."

The old monk stared wide-eyed: "Thirty breaths? Even if the Bodhisattva comes..."

"29, 28, 27..."

Qin Kun's eyes grew colder, and the old monk stood there like a bachelor: "There is no sorrow in life, and there is no pain in death. If the poor monk can't do it, he will kill if he wants to kill."

As he said that, his chest suddenly collapsed!

A sudden kick kicked him to the ground. Qin Kun looked at Mr. Zi Xiao who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with a peaceful face, and suddenly reached out and grabbed his head tightly!

The old monk was spitting blood, and at this moment, he realized that Qin Kun's actions did not care about his injuries, and his eyes widened.

wrong……

It's not that the five fingers grabbed the opponent's head, but...

a line?

Those five fingers turned into crystal clear silk threads, grabbed into the head of the bull-nosed man, and then pulled it out violently!

A phantom with the appearance of an old monk was pulled out!

The old monk sat on the ground, moved back a few times, his face was terrified, and he lost his voice: "How is it possible! How could the six buddhas I planted be pulled out..."

Those are my six senses, my past, my shackles, and a part of me.

But in the end, it's just a piece of will... the will that can influence others, exists, but can't be peeped into concretely!

When the old monk looked at Qin Kun again, he was as solemn as if he saw a god, and Qin Kun finally felt that Zi Xiaojun was breathing normally, and he was relieved.

Turning his head again, Qin Kun raised the concrete "will" and smiled at the old monk.

"Would you like me to make it up for you?"

Qin Kun stood in front of the old monk, and the old monk shook his head like a rattle.

This will was originally 'given' to Mr. Zixiao, and let him be his scapegoat. How could he want to be sent back by Qin Kun?

"Amitabha, the benefactor is an expert in the world! The poor monk offended him before, but now he is willing to use the three secret methods in exchange for a way out!"

The old monk could feel that without the 'six-rooted Buddha', he could leave at any time, but he was afraid that Qin Kun would catch him back, so he immediately offered a high price!

He said before that he would lose to himself and was willing to use one secret method, but now it has become three. Qin Kun is not polite: "Let's listen to it."

"One is to store the essence, the other is to lock the qi, and the third is to peel the spirit!"

Qin Kun narrowed his eyes: "This is a Taoist method! Don't try to fool me!"

The old monk hurriedly said not to dare: "The benefactor is too worried, the spirit is the universal way, and it has already been verified with the secret art of Buddhism, and they are interlinked!"

"Why are these three methods called secret techniques?"

"Have you ever heard of the five powers?"

"Never."

"The so-called five powers are the power of faith, mindfulness, concentration, drive, and wisdom. They are the foundation of practice. This practice and practice are discussed separately."

Qin Kun said: "It's too obscure, I don't understand."

The old monk noticed that Qin Kun was a little impatient, and quickly said: "Actually, cultivating the five powers is also a practice, but it is a Buddhist practice, while Taoism is about energy, energy, and divine power. You must have heard of this, right?"

Qin Kun nodded.

When I learned about sex work and life work before, I learned about spirit, energy and spirit.

Minggong is to cultivate the "essence, qi and spirit". It is a set of practice process to cultivate form and essence, refine essence to transform qi, refine qi to transform spirit, and refine spirit to return to emptiness. Combining exercises, making the qi fall into the cultivation stage of the gods, and then adjusting the distribution and operation of the inner qi with consciousness can increase the strength.

And the innate energy, energy and spirit of the human body, in the state of extreme tranquility, the three are combined into a great medicine, which is the practice of Taoist golden elixir.

But it is a bit strange for a monk to teach him the Taoist method.

Qin Kun asked back: "Buddhism also cultivates this?"

The old monk didn’t know whether to laugh or cry: “No, no, the reason why I say this is that I’m afraid you may hear it obscurely, because it’s the same essence as the five powers, so poor monks know how to practice, but no matter whether it’s the five powers or the cultivation of the spirit, energy and spirit. Life skills are all stepping stones, and they have another form..."

"Karma!" The old monk became serious.

Qin Kun was taken aback.

The old monk said: "Beyond the five powers and life skills, there is also karma. You can think that this is the power to spy on the laws of heaven and earth!"

Taking advantage of Qin Kun's dizziness, the old monk hurriedly explained the methods of storing essence, locking qi, and stripping spirits, and then told Qin Kun that when all three secret arts are successful, karma will be generated on its own, and jump out five elements.

There was a breeze outside the Ten Mile Pavilion, and the old monk disappeared at some point.

When Qin Kun came back to his senses, he found that the six buddhas in his hand had also disappeared, as if they were taking the place of a dead ghost... and dissipated into black smoke.

"What did I learn?"

Qin Kun blinked his eyes, as if he had learned some profound skills, but also as if he hadn't learned anything.

He used the method given by the old monk, and suddenly his energy and spirit shook.

It's as if... they are independent!

Qin Kun was taken aback.

At this moment, even the system was gone in my mind, and I became an ordinary person.

Without spiritual power, even the tyrannical strength of the past is gone.

Suddenly possessing an ordinary body feels very novel. With a thought, the energy and spirit are restored and integrated into the body, and he has become the fierce master Qin again.

what……

very strange.

It seemed to him that he had put on the clothes of an extraordinary person, and after taking them off, he returned to the mundane world.

But Qin Kun didn't know what was the use of this state.

"What about the karma he said?"

In Qin Kun's mind, the system showed that his karma was full, which was accumulated before Seizing the Karma Knife. If he didn't use the Karma Fire God Gang, it wouldn't be wasted.

After thinking about it, the yang fires on both shoulders suddenly intertwined into a long robe and draped around his body. The karma was being consumed, but the self-generation of karma that the old monk said did not appear.

Is it because you can’t practice at home?

The karma in his mind is just a number, Qin Kun has never felt its existence, and this time he didn't feel the new karma growing, so Qin Kun can only temporarily put away the karma god.

Generally speaking... these three secret arts are somewhat useful, but they didn't find anything particularly useful, so Qin Kun could only reluctantly accept them.

Next to him, Zi Xiaojun suddenly took a deep breath and opened his eyes dimly.

He looked around blankly, and when he found Qin Kun, his eyes slowly recovered.