The Monk

Chapter 181 Negotiation

The Sky Buddha had no intention of killing, but the little snake and piglet entangled fiercely. He had no choice but to pinch the seal with both hands, and a green round shield appeared in front of him. At this time, the little snake flew up, and there was a continuous popping sound. The green round shield was pierced into a sieve by more than a hundred little snakes. The Sky Buddha hurriedly clasped his palms, and behind him, the Great Light Dharma King held up the pagoda and turned in front of him to resist the attack of the little snake.

The little snake deserves to be called the Subduing God Snake. The Great Light Dharma King formed by the condensed white light showed cracks under the repeated collisions of the little snakes. Following the angry flames of the little pig, it roasted the Dharma King of Light until it turned red.

The old monk had a general understanding of the strength of the little snake and piggy. He withdrew his palms and fell to the ground with the Dharma King of Light. He shouted again with the Buddha's roar: "Stop!" At this time, when he saw the Dharma King of Light, there were cracks in his solemn treasure. , some places were burned by the red fire and were already red. Even the pagoda in hand has some damage.

The little snakes attacked with physical impact. Zhang was worried that they would be injured and wanted to hear what the old monk had to say, so he shouted: "Come back." Although the little snakes and pigs were not contracted, they listened to his orders and turned back one after another. He was crouching beside him, glaring at the old monk angrily.

The old monk fell to the ground, looking a little embarrassed. He shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "The donor is really good."

Zhang Tianfang finally waited until the old monk landed and rushed forward with the ghost sword in his hand. He wanted to avenge the Ghost Emperor. The Sky Buddhist easily dodged and raised his hand to point at the pagoda in the hand of the King of Light. The pagoda was inspired by the spell, and the bottom of the pagoda shone brightly and spewed out a cloud of white mist. When the light dissipated, nine huge black ghost heads were vaguely visible in the white mist. The old monk said calmly: "If you take one more step forward, I will destroy them."

When Zhang Tianfang saw that the Ghost Emperor was still there, he sheathed his sword and glared at the Buddhist monk in the sky, shouting: "Let them go!"

Sky Buddhists have been practicing for nearly a thousand years and have solved countless problems, but none of them have been as difficult as the one before them. They cannot kill people, and they cannot kill ghosts. If they take the Buddha away, they will kill the Buddha, and if they do not take away the Buddha, it will be against the law. Buddha said, unconsciously touching his bald head, he simply took out the futon and sat down and said: "Sit down, everyone, let's discuss it."

"It's nothing to discuss! If you don't let me go, I will kill all the monks in the world." Zhang Tianfang didn't listen to him at all.

The sky Buddhist monk said bluntly: "With your current cultivation level, you can't kill most monks." This sentence provoked Zhang Tianfang to rush forward with his sword, but was grabbed by Zhang Awei: "Listen to what he said." Chong Fang gradually With a wink, Fang Jian hurriedly went up and held Zhang Tianfang firmly.

The Sky Buddhist prayed cross-legged and meditated for a while before speaking: "The little benefactor is as quiet as a virgin and as active as a rabbit in a shed. His words are gentle and his actions are polite. He has murderous intentions but is like the reincarnation of the murderous god. He is a bit scary."

"Master, what are you talking about? You're talking up a kid." Zhang Ain thought for a long time and couldn't figure out how the old monk wanted to solve this matter.

"Monks don't tell lies. At least you know more than him. It would be great if you were a Buddha." The old monk had a headache for the impulsive, extreme and stubborn Zhang Tianda.

"Do you think I care about this useless status? Even if you kill me, you won't become a monk!" Zhang Tianfang was furious.

Sky Buddhist did not hear him and said to Zhang Ain: "Thousands of years of meditation, there is only one Buddha in each generation. The mark of Buddha is the two golden swastikas in opposite directions in the palms. Buddha is born because of Buddha." Born, he is the first Buddhist cultivator after the Buddha. After practicing Buddhist skills, few people in the world can rival him. His responsibility is to eliminate demons and demons and save the people of the world from the sea of ​​suffering. But, but..." The old monk looked at Zhang Tianfang and said, I felt my brows furrowed, feeling really embarrassed.

Zhang Tianfang didn't like the monk at all, and shouted: "I don't care about your bullshit, Buddha and common people, please let me go!"

The old monk's vulgar language made the old monk furious. Just as he was about to refute and educate him, he suddenly smiled and said something he could not have imagined: "I am making fun of you." Such people have their own destiny.

Zhang was afraid that he would be surprised when he heard this, so he thought to himself: "Isn't the old monk so angry that he was stunned?"

Sky Buddha was a little helpless: "I wanted to take him away, but he wouldn't come with me; I wanted to get rid of the demons, so he threatened me to kill all the monks in the world; if I didn't take him away, it would be difficult to explain to me the Buddha; if I didn't get rid of the demons, he would not come with me. It’s hard to explain to myself; little benefactor, tell me what to do?”

Zhang fearfully asked: "How do I know?" But he replied seriously: "Master's tongue twisters are really good."

The Buddhist monk in the sky paused when he heard the words, and said with a wry smile: "Are you kidding me too?"

Zhang Weixun said respectfully: "I don't dare, I don't dare."

Sky Buddhist did not want to pursue this issue, and watched Zhang Tianfang speak: "He tried to kill me many times, but I couldn't kill him. If I take him away by force, there is no telling what he will do. The old monk is stupid, so he asked the donor for enlightenment. "

"If I don't take him away, why don't we just treat him like you haven't been here?" Zhang Afraid blurted out.

"If you don't belong to Buddhism, how can you kill for Buddha? If you don't have enough cultivation strength, how can you kill for Buddha? If you don't write down thousands of sects and volumes of Buddhist teachings, how can you kill for Buddha? No matter what, you should take him back to the temple to see. Learn something."

Zhang Wen thought about it and replied: "That's right. The problem is that Tian Fang doesn't admit that he was killed by Buddha at all."

"You are a man, and you don't need to admit that you are a man; he is a Buddha, ordained by heaven, and he doesn't need to be acknowledged by others." After all, he is a monk, and it always makes sense for him to say lies.

Zhang Tianfang yelled: "Why don't I just give you two hands? Give them back to you! Fang Jian, take a knife and chop them for me." This guy is crazy.

Fang Jian held him down with all his strength, sweating all over his forehead from exhaustion, and he was wondering in his heart: "He is at the top level of foundation building, and I am at the middle level of elixir building. It is so difficult to control him? The name of genius is really in vain."

The old monk smiled slightly and said steadily: "You said this, but you still don't understand how powerful the Buddha's killing skills are. When you master the Buddha's skill, you can break bones and regenerate carrion to replace them with new ones, unless you cut off the head, gouge out the heart, crush the bones and raise ashes. , otherwise I won’t be able to kill you.”

After hearing this, Zhang Tianfang thought for a while and asked: "You mean that unless my head or heart are taken away and destroyed, I will not die? The identity of Buddha will always follow me?"

Sky Buddhist nodded and said: "Exactly."

Zhang Tianfang became furious and went crazy again. He jumped up and cursed: "Unfortunate old monk, could you tell me earlier? Doesn't it hurt to cut off your hand? You have to torture me twice? Fang Jian, let me go, I want to kill him." "

Fang Jian was in so much pain that he tried his best to control the lunatic. He was already too tired to talk. However, the lunatic still had the strength to jump and roar, so he simply let go and sat down to rest: "I'm exhausted. Go ahead and kill him."

Zhang Tianfang was stunned: "Aren't you going to stop me?" "Only an idiot would stop you." Fang Jian sat on the ground and gasped for air.

Zhang Tianfang picked up the ghost sword, looked at the ghost head in the white mist in the sky, and spoke to the old monk: "Let's make an agreement first, I will kill you, but you can't take away the ghost emperor."

Song Yunyi and Cheng Xi'er didn't care about Zhang Ping. At this time, Fang Jian's monsters were gone, so he rushed out of the snow house to take a look, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that none of the four people was injured. Cheng Xier was smart and knew that Zhang was afraid that the person who could not be killed by the three of them together must be a master, so it was better to make friends with him, so he made a cup of tea and gave it to the old monk: "Master, please use the tea."

The master glanced at Cheng Xi'er, took the tea cup and praised: "What an exquisite woman." He could see through Cheng Xi'er's thoughts at a glance.

Zhang Tianfang was not happy when he heard this and roared: "Linglong, you are a fart, you surrendered to the enemy and betrayed the country, and you won't give me any tea."

Fang Jiankuang wondered why this guy was so energetic and asked, "Aren't you tired?"