The poor monk who wears books will not go to hell

He Jilin looked at the baby, and couldn't help vomiting three liters of blood in his heart, this is really a "baby"!

Lu Qiuming couldn't hold back his laughter at this time, and he stabbed He Jilin without hesitation: "It is said that monks are not stained with the world of mortals, but why does this deity feel that he has a blood relationship with the Buddha?"

He Jilin was speechless except for Amitabha.

The "baby" slowly moved from the surface of the pool to the shore, first glanced left and right, with big eyes flickering, moved to Lu Qiuming's feet, tugged at the corner of his clothes, sniffed with his small nose, then frowned, He threw it away in disgust, then ran to He Jilin's feet, smelled it, his eyes lit up instantly, two short claws hugged He Jilin's left leg, raised his head, his watery eyes straightened look at him.

"Pfft..." Lu Qiuming laughed unkindly.

He Jilin had no choice but to squat down and said, "What are you?"

"Baby" looked up with a small face no different from He Jilin's, just hugged his leg and didn't speak.Although he looks exactly the same as He Jilin, but on his forehead, there is a black sword pattern, which is extremely sharp.

Seeing that the big and the young were really interesting, Lu Qiuming couldn't help asking: "Little ghost, who is your mother?"

Hearing his voice, "Baby" lowered his head and thought for a while, then looked directly at Lu Qiuming.

There was already a spiritual connection between them, so Lu Qiuming was very clear about the meaning revealed in his eyes, and his face turned dark immediately.

Although He Jilin's expression remained unchanged, he was already laughing in his heart.

"Baby" seemed to be frightened by Lu Qiuming's black face, he quickly turned his head and hugged He Jilin's calf, and buried his head into his lapel.

He Jilin himself still likes well-behaved children, but this child's face...

He directly communicated with the child with his spiritual knowledge. The child raised his head and looked at He Jilin intently. His big eyes were full of blankness. He Jilin motioned him to look at Lu Qiuming.

The child seemed to understand, and then nodded, Lu Qiuming was still sulking, and in a blink of an eye, he saw that the child changed, and looked exactly like himself, except that there was a golden lotus flower on his forehead.

He suddenly looked at He Jilin and asked angrily, "What's going on?"

He Jilin looked indifferently, clasped his hands together, "As the saying goes, a son is like a mother, since Luqiu benefactor is his mother, he must be like the benefactor."

Monks don't tell lies, but this monk is obviously playing tricks, right?

"Change back!" Lu Qiuming stared at the child and said.

The child snorted softly and ignored him.

He Jilin praised wildly in his heart. He took the child's hand and asked, "What's your name?"

The child seemed to be unable to speak yet, and only communicated with him with his spiritual sense.

"Don't you have a name..." Looking at the little face in front of him that was exactly the same as Lu Qiuming's, he thought about it, and asked with a slight smile, "How about you joining my family? Would you like me to name you Chunwu?"

Chun Wu slightly bent his eyes, very cute, He Jilin thought: Could it be that Lu Qiu Ming was also so cute when he was young?Glancing at the other party's handsome face, which was already darkened to the extreme, he should stop his wild imagination.

Lu Qiuming had already noticed that this monk was not as desireless as he appeared on the surface, but he still didn't expect that this monk would give him a favor!

That child has been bewitched by him, and he doesn't listen to his words at all. If he is allowed to become a monk in his own face, wouldn't he, the demon master, become a joke in the world of cultivators!

He was contemplating how to solve this problem, but his spiritual sense felt a large group of people approaching not far away.

He Jilin also found out.

The two looked at each other, then looked at Chun Wu again, Chun Wu was still a little confused.

He Jilin said: "Chunwu, can you turn it into a Buddhist bead and attach it to the wrist of your teacher?"

Chun Wu bowed his head in thought, glanced at He Jilin with grievance, and then turned into a string of Buddhist beads and put them on He Jilin's wrist.

He Jilin comforted him with his hand, the Buddha beads trembled, seemed a little excited, Lu Qiuming couldn't bear to look directly at him.

He sacrificed his long sword and directly attacked He Jilin!

He Jilin couldn't use weapons, and his realm was lower than that of Lu Qiuming, so he could only dodge. The two held each other for ten breaths, and He Jilin suddenly fell to the ground, his face like gold paper.

"Big Brother!"

That group of people are right-minded people, such as Buddhist sect disciples are also among them, they saw their elder brother was injured on the ground by Lu Qiuming at a glance, and their eyes were full of anger.

"Junior brother Ji Ming." He Jilin got up and said to the most impulsive junior brother, "I'm fine, don't come here."

"Isn't that Rufozong Fozi and Lu Qiuming? They're fighting?"

"Why didn't Rufozong go to save him?"

"This Buddha's son has been with the devil all day long, like the Buddha sect also let them do this?"

"It's better to see once than to hear a hundred times. I have long heard that the Buddha's birth is peerless. Now that I see it, it is really extraordinary." This is obviously a compliment from a female cultivator. I have to say that He Jilin's skin is really outstanding.

"What's the use of looking good, it's not about losing the face of the righteous way!"

Disciples of other sects all talked about it.

When Ji Ming heard someone slandering his elder brother, he felt annoyed, hum, these vulgar people!

Lu Qiuming was shocked in his heart: He obviously never met this monk, okay?This monk is too good at pretending, right?

In fact, He Jilin has been confused until now. Is this Jilin's crossing demon Dulu Qiuming's demon or his inner demon?Or is it both?If Du Lu Qiuming, then what kind of appearance must Lu Qiuming become to be considered a success?If it is his own inner demon that is crossing, then what exactly is this inner demon?He didn't know any of this.

The Buddha in the book chose to sit down and go away early because of the demon, but the book did not mention what the Buddha really wanted to do. Could it be that his mission of He Jilin is to prevent the Buddha from becoming a demon?

He has thought a lot recently, and feels that there seems to be some loopholes in "Magic Seal", because the Buddha was robbed by Lu Qiuming to despise the righteous way through him, and then he was thrown into the "cold palace" by Lu Qiuming, the so-called Dulu Qiuming Hasn't this demon become empty talk?And later, when the human race and the monster race fought, Lu Qiuming led the human race to resist, which saved the human race from disaster and became a hero of the human race. Therefore, Lu Qiuming is not evil.

He really couldn't figure it out, so now he can only follow Lu Qiuming and observe closely.The reason why he pretended to be injured by Lu Qiuming was because he wanted Zhengdao to believe that he was controlled by Lu Qiuming instead of staying by his side voluntarily. human speech?

He Jilin admits that he is not a gentleman, in this world, he just wants to live.

"Have you taken all the treasures here?" Ren Huaying, the eldest disciple of Liujianzong, looked at Lu Qiuming and He Jilin and asked.

As long as the treasures in the secret realm can be snatched from others, they are their own. Ren Huaying's meaning is already obvious.

I heard that Lu Qiuming is a late-stage Demon Infant, and Ren Huaying himself is a mid-Yuanying, plus there are so many people in the early stage of multiple infants and Jindan stage, they may not lose to Lu Qiuming.

"Lu Qiuming, you are alone now, I'm afraid..." A Taoist priest from Tianyi Sect also began to threaten.

"Buddhas must have obtained a lot of treasures, right?" Ren Yinghua has always been displeased with He Jilin, why are they both big disciples of their respective sects?He was injured again today, which is a good opportunity!

He Jilin saw that his face was handsome, but the malice in his eyes hadn't been well hidden, which made him less domineering and awe-inspiring as a swordsman.

"Dare to ask the benefactor's name?" He Jilin asked with a straight face.

"Pfft..." Many people burst out laughing. This Ren Huaying is considered a leader among the younger generation, and he is also the chief disciple of Liujianzong. There are not many people who know him.Seeing his changing blue and red face, it was obvious that he was angry with the Buddha.

To challenge the other party, but the other party doesn't even know your name, this is a great shame to Ren Huaying.

Lu Qiuming glanced at He Jilin who looked as usual, and sighed in his heart: I really misjudged before, what kind of dull monk is this?This is clearly a black-hearted monk!

For example, all the disciples of the Buddha School recite Amitabha Buddha silently in their hearts. They are monks and cannot laugh at others.

Ren Huaying took a deep breath and said, "Ren Huaying in the lowly sword sect."

He Jilin clasped his hands together and bowed, "Amitabha, the poor monk has met Ren benefactor."

Ren Huaying's face softened, "Whoever gets the treasure will own it, what does the Buddha think?"

He Jilin replied: "What the benefactor said is very true."

Ren Huaying smiled on the skin, "If that's the case, don't blame us for being rude."

Lu Qiuming glanced at He Jilin inexplicably.

Everyone in the Rufo sect glanced at each other, and all quit the righteous faction, and seemed to want to help He Jilin.

He Jilin felt a little touched in his heart, these Rufo sect disciples are really kind and compassionate.

"Demon Lord!"

Several voices came from behind the crowd, they turned out to be Lu Qiuming's five personal guards.

They were holding weapons and staring at everyone.

Ren Huaying glanced at them with disdain, and said to Liu Jianzong's disciples, "Go."

More than a dozen disciples of the Liujian Sect rushed towards Lu Qiuming and He Jilin, like the disciples of the Buddha Sect directly blocked them for He Jilin, but there were also disciples from other sects.

He Jilin didn't have a magical weapon, so he couldn't face the crowd head-on, and Lu Qiuming didn't have the ability to separate himself. If the Buddhist sect was entangled by disciples from other sects, He Jilin could only choose to hide.

Ren Huaying saw that he couldn't get out the magic weapon, so she guessed something, excited in her heart, and slashed at He Jilin with her sword!

"Senior brother!" Ji Ming and other disciples' eyes were tearing apart.

Lu Qiuming couldn't help looking distractedly, but someone accidentally injured his left arm.

He Jilin hurriedly circulated the "Lotus Sutra" mental method, and the Buddha moved nine lotuses to sacrifice, and the huge lotus petals surrounded him tightly, but it was a bit illusory.

Ren Huaying's long sword struck the lotus petals, the lotus petals trembled and dissipated in an instant, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of He Jilin's mouth.

Ren Huaying's blood was boiling, he swung at He Jilin again!How exciting it would be for a famous Buddha to die under his own sword!

He Jilin looked at him indifferently, the long sword was approaching in front of him, he stepped back suddenly, a golden Buddhist stick appeared in his hand, he took down Ren Huaying's sword move, and then used the Buddhist stick method to give Ren Huaying a thunderous blow !

Ren Huaying flew upside down, vomited blood, and murmured: "It's a treasure!" He really got a treasure!