After winning the male lead [Quick Transmigration]

A monk's clothes are clean and dust-free, and six Buddhist beads have been removed from a string.

Monk Mingjin is merciful when he smiles, and cruel when he disappears.

Chi Qishu sat on the eaves with his legs bent, dragging his chin with one hand, watching Monk Mingjin in the open space redeeming the dead.

At this time, the sun was hot, and countless people hid in the cool place next to the sun. Even the disciples of Tingfeng Building couldn't bear the scorching heat, and they took sunshade things to cover their heads.

There is only Ming Jin, with six scars on his head, smooth and hairless, shiny.

Chi Qishu used to be a monk in a plane, so he understands that not every monk has ring scars.

It represents the purity of the six roots, and clears away the mundane world. From then on, the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng, who devoted himself to cultivating the Tao and asking the Buddha, only those with profound Dharma will have ring scars.

But Mingjin is respected as a master, but it is not the twelve ring scars.

The mystery of this monk is that he is proficient in Buddhism, and he is compassionate when holding a Buddhist bead. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Chi Qi would not believe that there is such an evil monk in the world.

During the period, Chi Qishu went out for a stroll to fill his stomach, and when he came back, he saw that Monk Mingjin was still offering salvation to the dead.

The disciples in Tingfenglou were very moved, perhaps because the sun had already set, so under the leadership of their elders, they all stood solemnly behind Ming Jin.

On the top of the willows on the moon, the stream gurgled past, and the old man had met, but he didn't know it.

This situation, this scene.

When Chi Qishu came to this world, he didn't know his original identity. When he suddenly met an unknown monk, he could only do his best to save his life.

Even if he knew the identity of the monk's demon head, who would believe the words of an ordinary demon repairer and doubt an eminent monk?

Lou Wanqiu, the owner of Tingfeng Tower, had no doubts about the monk, and never asked why the monk happened to be in Wanan Village. He went forward to salute, very grateful.

But Mingjin rejected all Shuxiu and only begged for a bowl of water.

When everything was quiet, Chi Qishu looked at the dilapidated village, as if he saw the rivers and lakes that were about to turmoil.

"I've been sitting on it all day, would you like to come down for a glass of water?"

After reading the scriptures for a day, the monk's voice was already hoarse, but when he heard it in his ears, he was still as tolerant and compassionate as ever.

Being a monk may be a practice for others, but what does it mean for a demon like Ming Jin?

Chi Qishu lowered his head, "Have you achieved your goal?"

Hearing this, Ming Jin clasped his hands together, his expression was pious, and the Buddhist beads hung between his hands, "Amitabha, you have achieved your goal."

Chi Qishu jumped down from the roof and took two steps in front of Ming Jin. He observed Ming Jin's expression, and let his hand linger around his waist in an agitated mood.

However, Ming Jin seemed to have expected that Chi Qishu would not do it easily.

When people talk about the death passed by the Taoist monk, they will only remember the noble and holy appearance of the holy monk. How can they remember the fear that should belong to death?

And the only one who remembers this hatred is Tingfenglou.

There is only Tingfenglou.

"If I explain the principles of Buddhism to you, you are more proficient than me. Even if I preach to you day and night, it seems that I can't refute you. Monk, is what I said correct?"

Ming Jin, "Amitabha, the poor monk was born in Buddhism, so he has a good understanding of Buddhist scriptures. As long as the poor monk knows which scriptures the donor wants to know, he will know everything."

The wind blew, and the monk's monk's robe was blown. Ming Jin was handsome and handsome, and the wind moved with his shadow. His feet were off the ground, and he landed on the eaves as light as a feather.

That's where Chi Qishu stayed for a day.

Ming Jin bowed his head, and there was no compassion, no joy, no selfishness, justice, and fraternity in his benevolent eyes.

But this kind of eyes, obviously compassionate, but upon closer inspection, they are extremely cold.

Mingjin smiled, "Almsgiver, the reincarnation of cause and effect in this world does not mean that good causes bear good results. Although the Dharma is boundless, it cannot cross the world. The poor monk advises the almsgiver not to forget the other side, otherwise this life will be too boring."

The Buddhist school pays attention to the boundless sea of ​​suffering, and you will be right when you turn your head.

Chi Qishu wanted to smoke a cigarette very much now, and wanted to be quiet.

Because he found out that after completing thousands of tasks, he didn't understand the monk's pretentious words just now!

Disrespect and disrespect.

Before the disciples of Tingfenglou arrived, Chi Qishu followed Mingjin's direction and left here. After leaving the boundary of Wanan Village, he couldn't find any trace of the monk anyway.

Instead, he ran into Peng Deli who was meeting with the disciples of Tingfenglou.

Once Lin Qingzhu signed up to be with the monks of Shaolin Temple, hoping to kill the mysterious monster together, but there was a huge rollover accident.

But when Lin Qingzhu signed up, he knew quite a few people in Tingfeng Building, and among the people staying with Peng Deli at this time, one of them knew Lin Qingzhu.

"Lin Qingzhu, you also come to join us, let's let the people of Mingyue Hall see the power of the demon healer!"

Chi Qishu wondered if the people in Mingyuetang were not demon restorers?

Besides, Chi Qishu is also a little skeptical. There are so many angry youths in Tingfeng Building. The last time I slapped the big devil Mingjin, this time the group is going to destroy Mingyuetang again. Will they be wiped out next time? .

It seemed that Peng Deli had also been infected with brain damage by the angry youths, so he was not in a hurry to start a fight with Chi Qishu.

"Lin Qingzhu, if it's men, let's go together!"

"No, no, no," Chi Qishu quickly waved his hands, "I'm still young, and I'm still a man if I don't drink meat!"

What he said made all the young people quiet for an instant, and even Peng Deli was taken aback for a moment.

"Ah, you haven't eaten meat yet?" Peng Deli asked stupidly.

Chi Qishu quickly pulled Peng Deli out, and whispered, "You just ran away, are you worthy of Master Mingjin who was abducted here by you?"

Peng Deli was surprised, "What happened, Master?!"

The disciples of Tingfenglou were waiting impatiently and were already urging, now Peng Deli was in a dilemma.

He tested Chi Qishu gratefully, "Master Mingjin is highly respected and respected, so it should be fine, right?"

Chi Qishu shook his head quickly, "The Buddha said to send the Buddha to the west, look at the small body of the master, how can you bear to eat and sleep in the open along the way?"

In this way, Peng Deli was fooled by Chi Qishu and left the team of angry youths, and followed Chi Qishu wholeheartedly to find Master Mingjin, serving tea and water along the way, doing his best.

At the same time, there were several disputes between the two gangs of Tingfenglou and Mingyuelou, and the conflict became more and more intense. Finally, the disciples in Mingyuetang were intercepted and killed on the road. The conflict between the two gangs broke out completely. Turn against each other.

The enchanters were implicated in this time-consuming war, and had no energy to hunt and kill the enchanters. More and more enchanters with advanced cultivation entered the villages and towns, brutally killing ordinary people.

Even ordinary martial arts practitioners were brutally murdered.

For a time, the wind was surging, and everyone was panicked.