Liver Adult Martial Saint

Shuangyang Mountain.

The plaque of Juyi Hall hanging high above shone with golden light under the sunlight.

In the lobby.

There were two monks sitting.

One of the monks in white robe had a handsome face and looked about 16 or 17 years old, with a fair face, but the most eye-catching thing was the scars on his head, a total of twelve scars.

Anyone who has a certain understanding of Buddhism knows what the twelve scars represent.

The twelve scars are also called the Bodhisattva precepts.

This is a symbol of status in Buddhism.

Next to the young monk, the other one had a round face and big ears, a burly figure, and a strong back and waist.

His open collar revealed a lot of body hair.

"Brother, do you want to drink?" The burly monk asked.

"Brother, you broke the precepts!" The young monk smiled and shook his head.

"Hey! Junior brother, haven't you heard this saying? Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but the Buddha remains in the heart. If there is Buddha in the heart, there is Buddha everywhere!" After saying this, he picked up the wine jar and drank it all at once, and the wine flowed down his cheeks and fell on his open chest.

But the young white-robed monk saw this scene, but he was not angry at all, but smiled faintly.

The man in front of him was not his relative, but better than his relative.

He only had such a relative in this world.

He had already known about the behavior of the burly monk.

As early as in the Vajra Temple, when Kuiwu took care of him, he had already broken the alcohol precept.

He was even expelled from the Vajra Temple because he broke the precept of drinking and was discovered by the abbot.

"Brother, give it to me!" The young white-robed monk stretched out his right hand.

"Brother, what is this?" The burly monk looked strange.

"Didn't my senior brother say that?" The young monk in white robe smiled: "Wine and meat go through the intestines, but the Buddha remains in the heart!!"

"No, no, no!!!" The burly monk hugged the wine jar tightly and shook his head frantically. The wine on his face was immediately thrown out by him, and a few drops fell on the young monk's white robe.

He then said with a guilty conscience: "I was just joking with my junior brother, you can't learn from me! You are the hope of the Vajra Temple, and you will lead the Vajra Temple to become the number one sect in the world in the future."

"What number one sect in the world? I don't have this idea!" The young monk in white robe said indifferently.

"Junior brother, your identity means that this responsibility belongs to you!" The burly monk looked at his former junior brother with a face full of sighs.

He didn't expect that the little beggar he picked up from outside because of his soft heart was actually the so-called reincarnation of the Buddha.

Now he has received the Bodhisattva precepts and has thirteen precept scars on his head.

Whenever he thinks of it, he feels incredible.

"Junior brother, you said that you and that guy are both called the reincarnation of Buddha in the temple. Which one of you is the real one?"

"I don't know!" The young monk in white robe looked indifferent.

"Junior brother, do you say that your previous life was really the reincarnation of Buddha? Is there really a reincarnation of Buddha?" The burly monk asked again.

"If you believe it, it is true. If you don't believe it, it is not true!" The young monk in white robe smiled.

"I hate the superstition the most!" The burly monk looked depressed.

Just then.

A series of footsteps came from outside the door.

The two looked up and saw a bandit wearing cloth shoes and with a messy head, holding a golden cup and a machete and rushing over.

"What's going on? Didn't I tell you not to disturb me?" The burly monk frowned and suddenly looked like a furious Vajra.

His tall body, rough face, and big waist and round arms naturally brought a strong sense of oppression.

Seeing his own king angry, the bandit immediately cried.

"My king, a group of caravans came down from the mountain! We have been hungry for a whole winter, it's time to work!"

"Caravan?" The burly monk stood up immediately.

He stood up like a brown bear.

"Brother, how about you wait for me here? My brothers have been hungry for many days and have to go to work!"

"Wait!" The young monk in white robe stood up: "Brother, I will go with you."

"Okay!" The burly monk looked at his former brother, and then nodded heavily.

After coming out of the village.

The young monk in white robe walked barefoot in the messy thorny forest, but it was like walking on flat ground.

"Brother!" The burly monk suddenly spoke.

"What's wrong?" The young monk in white robe looked sideways.

"Brother, do you suspect that I have violated the precept of killing?"

"Just a little bit, but then it felt impossible!" The young monk in white robe smiled.

"Brother, your suspicion just now is correct!"

"Right?" The young monk in white robe was stunned and stopped immediately.

"Some people should be killed. Killing one person can save hundreds or thousands of people. Brother, do you think they should be killed?" The burly monk's expression became unusually calm.

There are many rules and regulations in the Vajra Temple, and killing is one of them.

It is also the most serious one in the Vajra Temple except for lewdness.

"Brother." The young monk in white robe looked at his brother's back as he strode away, muttering to himself.

The next moment.

He followed him again with a complicated expression.

"Brother, why did you follow me again?"

"I believe in my brother!" The young monk in white robe said calmly.

Then, he asked, "Brother, are all the people you killed guilty of death?"

"If we judge according to the laws of Daxia, many crimes are not punishable by death! But in my eyes, they are punishable by death!" The burly monk continued as he walked, "It's like a flower thief who defiled the innocence of more than 20 decent women!"

"According to the laws of Daxia, the maximum sentence is 20 years."

"But in my eyes, he killed more than 20 young women's lives."

"And those people who kidnap and traffic children, what's the difference between them and murderers?"

other side.

After the caravan rested, it entered the territory of Shuangyang Mountain.

Shuangyang Mountain is composed of two undulating peaks.

The road in the valley is the official road leading to Dongling City.

This is also the best and closest path.

If you choose another road, you can only take a detour to Shuangyang Mountain, and the road will be even more difficult to walk.

A year ago, many caravans would choose to take a detour even if that road was difficult.

Because Shuangyang Mountain a year ago was controlled by Shuangfeng Village, which collected tolls along the way.

If it were just that, the caravan would not choose to take a detour.

The main reason is that Shuangfeng Village does not follow the rules. When they see some pretty women in the caravan, they take them away by force when they become lustful.

Even if the language is not good, it will be bloody.

This also makes the caravans coming and going gradually avoid it like snakes and scorpions. Even if it is an official road, they dare not pass through Shuangyang Mountain.

But since last year, the situation has improved.

Because Shuangyang Mountain changed its owner.

An abandoned disciple from the outer sect of the Vajra Temple cleaned up the former Shuangfeng Village, took over the mountain as king, and became the mountain king of Shuangyang Mountain.

Although this outcast from the Vajra Monastery collected more tolls, he followed the rules.

As long as you pay the toll honestly, you will be let through.

This also allowed the traveling caravans to dare to take this official road.

After entering Shuangyang Mountain.

Jiang Ning came to the seat of the carriage where his eldest brother and sister-in-law were.

This place is the territory of the big bandit.

No one knows if arrows will suddenly fly from the forest.

So for the sake of safety, he first came to the driving seat of his elder brother and sister-in-law's carriage, and drove the carriage slowly forward.

Not long after entering Shuangyang Mountain, he saw several eyes in the dense forest on the slopes on both sides.

Obviously, those eyes are the bandits showing off on Shuangyang Mountain.

After taking a few glances, Jiang Ning was suddenly slightly surprised.

These thieves were different from those he had seen before.

There are traces of martial arts training all over his body.

"No wonder Shuangyang Mountain can make the caravan ahead so solemn!" Jiang Ning secretly whispered in his heart.

From the traces of martial arts training on these bandits, he knew that there was something unusual about the abandoned disciple of Vajra Temple.

Because practicing martial arts is not that simple, it is not just practicing a few tricks.

That requires condensing Qi and blood, and the body needs a lot of nourishment.

It is a problem for ordinary families to have enough food, let alone practicing martial arts.

And when it is Luocao's turn to become bandits, most of them are disaster victims, hungry people, even worse than ordinary families.

The so-called drinking heavily and eating meat is just a glorification in the book.

For ordinary thieves, having enough food and clothing is their dream life.

But on Shuangyang Mountain, there are traces of martial arts training on these ordinary people who fell into danger.

This is a very large amount of expenditure.

After a while.

Pulling-

A group of partridges suddenly flew up in the distant forest.

"Stop—"

A loud voice suddenly came from the front.

From the powerful and powerful voice, you can hear that the person making the sound is extraordinary.

Jiang Ning also knew something about this person from previous conversations with Manager Liu in the caravan.

He was a bodyguard named Jin from the Huwei Escort Bureau, a strong man with seventh-level muscle training.

He was also a strong man specially invited by the caravan to take charge.

As the golden escort spoke, the sounds of "calling" and reining in the horse were heard one after another from the caravan.

In just a moment, the entire caravan stopped.

at this time.

The golden escort in front of the caravan couldn't help but clenched his fists to relieve the tension in his heart.

Shuangyang Mountain was his first visit in recent years.

Therefore, he was not very sure whether the rumors about Shuangyang Mountain were true and whether the abandoned disciple of the Vajra Temple abided by the rules.

After all, to become an abandoned disciple, he must be a monk who violated the rules of Kongang Temple.

So he was very nervous.

Even though he already knew that the abandoned disciple of the Vajra Temple was a seventh-level martial artist like him, the tension in his heart did not diminish at all.

My family knows their own affairs.

If they are both at the seventh level, the gap in strength will be extremely huge.

Especially between a wild man like him and a monk who came from the Vajra Temple, there is a huge gap in strength between the two.

The martial arts skills learned by the outer monks also come from the Vajra Sect, plus the guidance of the monks in the temple.

His strength is not at the same level at all.

Not to mention that he is now getting older, his energy and blood are in a stage of gradual decline, and he is no longer in the same state as when he was at his peak.

Right now.

The movement on both sides of the road came from far to near, as if a tiger was descending from the mountain.

"Here we come!" Jin escort said to the escort behind him.

The escort behind him immediately stared at the hillside on the right side of Shuangyang Mountain.

The next moment.

A figure suddenly jumped out from the steep slope with a drop of ten meters in the forest.

The huge body looked like a brown bear falling from a high place in mid-air.

Boom——

When your feet hit the ground, the ground roared and dust flew.

Jin Biaotou felt the slight vibration of the ground under his feet, and his heart became more solemn.

With a body over two meters tall and a waist as thick as a bucket, this body type has a great advantage in competition at the same level.

Just by seeing the monk in front of him, he knew that he was definitely no match.

With this kind of body type, not to mention that the monk in front of him came from the Vajra Temple, even a wild man like him could almost sweep the same level just by relying on his innate physical advantages.

other side.

The appearance of this monk.

It also made Jiang Ning take a closer look.

Because this body type is rare.

At least he hasn't seen it in Luoshui County.

The height is about two meters two to two meters three.

His arms are thicker than ordinary people's thighs.

These muscular bodies are naturally suitable for martial arts training.

People of the same level are naturally stronger than ordinary warriors.

Just after the monk with two ring scars on his head appeared.

A group of figures emerged from the forest behind him, all holding Zanxin's weapons.

"Do you know the rules of Shuangyang Mountain?" the tall and burly monk asked.

"Huwei Escort Agency, Jin Mingcheng!" Jin Escort announced his home address.

"Don't follow this trick!" The burly monk waved his hands and said impatiently: "It's easy to pass from here, just pay the money to buy the way!"

Hearing these words, Jin Biaotou's face couldn't help but become a little ugly.

Even though he knew that the monk in front of him came from Vajra Temple, he felt a little unhappy in his heart.

Usually when he walks in Dongling County, no matter which hill he goes to, he will be given some thin noodles after reporting his home address.

After all, the boss of Huwei Escort Agency is a well-known strong man in Dongling County, and he has already entered the fifth rank of the strong man in his early years.

Jiang Ning stood in the driving seat of the carriage and watched the scene in front of him quietly.

Right now.

A woman's voice sounded behind Jin Biao's head.

"Toujin, I have come to Master Xu's territory. I am willing to act according to Master Xu's rules!"

The voice sounded, and everyone's eyes immediately followed the sound, and they saw a beautiful woman whose age was unknown because she was wearing a veil, walking out of the carriage.

"You little girl know me?" the burly monk asked.

"I have heard of Master Xu's heroic deeds." The woman said: "I punched Xiao Wanwan from Chenliu County to death, shot him to death in two counties in the street, and harmed countless women from good families."

"Master Xu is such a righteous man who hates evil so much that the little girl admires him endlessly!"

After hearing this, the burly monk's expression softened a bit.

"You're a very discerning little girl, but it's useless to try to trick her. You still have to pay the money you're supposed to pay!"

"Little girl, I understand! I heard that Master Xu charges tolls based on the number of people and carriages. I wonder if the total number of people and carriages behind the little girl will be enough for five hundred taels?"

"I didn't realize that a little bitch like you could be so generous!" The burly monk then nodded: "Okay, just five hundred taels!"

"Master Xu, I wonder if my little lady can ask you to join my Su family and become a worshiper of my Su family?"

"Don't have wishful thinking!" The burly monk waved his hand.

"It's the little girl who took the liberty!" The voice was full of apology. (End of chapter)