Chapter 206 Yan Wuya: Damn it, I have become a boy who gives money (updated at the end of the month, 8000)
From ancient times to the present, there are many people who are called holy monks, but they can really go deep. There is no doubt in the human heart that there is only one person who can be called a living Buddha...
That is the Taoist monk who wears shabby clothes and a shabby hat, travels around asking for alms, helping the poor, and curing diseases and saving people. His common name is: Jigong.
In addition, the subduing of dragons and tigers, Xuanzang's debate, whether he is a human being or a Buddha, gives people the feeling that they are more purposeful, far less pure, and relatively more controversial. Bigger.
Yan Wuya did not expect that Monk Kongjian would have a heart comparable to that of a saint, nor did he expect that he would have such a long-cherished wish.
However, he couldn't help but mutter in his heart:
"Is it so easy to become a living Buddha?
Even if he can save Qin Yao, who will seal him the position of living Buddha? ?
If it’s all from the heart, what’s the difference between putting money on one’s face? ”
Of course, back to the topic, now that he has something to ask for, he can’t say to his face, ‘What are you bragging about? Trapped, now I have time to see the mountain to suppress the devil and eliminate the evil calamity. Thousands of years later, everyone will praise it and will be a sage. "
Seeing that the monk was scratched, Kong smiled slightly: "It's too early to say this now. I hope that the devil in the world you talk about will not disappoint me."
Yan Wuya: "..."
I just echoed it, do you take it seriously? ? ?
Not long after.
Yan Wuya brought Kong Jian to the White Jade Tower, pointed at the pavilion that released the evil energy and said: "Master, this evil tower is Qin Yao's property."
"It's really evil!" Kong Jian said coldly and solemnly.
Yan Wuya nodded slightly: "Master, what do you think we should do with these fox spirits?"
"Fahai can bring the white snake to Leifeng Pagoda forever, and I can also bring these fox spirits with me. Return to the Zen sect and stay in the Demon Locking Tower forever," Kong Jian said.
Yan Wuya: "..."
I can't stand it anymore.
This monk is good at everything, but it is a bit offensive to talk about comparing himself to the sages.
This is not what the phrase "seeing the wise and thinking about them" means! !
"Master Dao, you are back. Is it a pedicure or a massage this time?" At this time, Supervisor Yao, who had received Yan Wuya before, saw them and took the initiative to ask.
Yan Wuya: "..."
Kong Jian: "..."
"Ahem..." Yan Wuya cleared his throat and tried to explain.
“I brought a new friend with me this time.” Manager Yao looked at the monk’s shining head and said with a smile: “My Buddha is merciful, and the monk is 20% off.”
Yan Wu Ya: "..."
Kong Jian: "..."
"Stop talking!" Seeing that the female supervisor was still planning to speak, Yan Wuya was really frightened. , shouted loudly.
If this guy talks about something that he doesn't want, how can he face Kong Jian?
Director Yao: "???"
You are so good, why did you suddenly get angry?
Are you still resenting the fact that you couldn’t get it?
"Master, the rest is up to you." Yan Wuya turned around and said.
Kong Jian nodded slightly, and with a snap of his fingers, a burst of energy flew out of the air and hit Supervisor Yao, locking him in place.
Then he took out a palm-sized Jinlan bag from his arms and strode towards the club.
"Master Tao, and this master, what are you going to do? Let me go quickly!" Manager Yao froze in place and shouted loudly.
However, the monks all ignored her and entered the club side by side.
“Who are you?”
After receiving the news, Jiale quickly rushed downstairs and asked the monk in a low voice.
“Bang.”
Kora Jian snapped his fingers and stopped him in place, then raised his pocket and pointed it at a vixen in the hall.
"Take it!"
As soon as the words fell, the pure and beautiful girl didn't even have time to scream, and instantly turned into a stream of light and was sucked into the bag.
"Take it."
"Take it."
"Take it..."
Song Jian walks in the club, and whenever he encounters a vixen, he shouts and volleys him into the air. Pocket it. As for the customers you meet in the process, as long as they smell something sweet, you will be restrained and silenced, which is really overbearing.
When he accepted the demon, he accepted it openly and without any hesitation, so the news quickly spread to Qin Yao.
Qin Yao hurried over with his legs pressed against the magic talisman. He pointed at Director Yao's shoulder, unblocked her acupuncture point, and then rushed into the hall without stopping.
“That’s him you’re talking about, right?”
At this time, in the hall, Kong Jian, who was standing in front of a huge vase, raised his head slightly.
Yan Wuya nodded silently.
"Yan Wuya, you have crossed the line." Qin Yao glanced at him and said coldly.
Yan Wuya was silent, waiting for Master Kong Jian's performance.
“Donor, you have a demonic obstacle in your heart!”
Kong Jian looked at Qin Yao with a satisfied face and said secretly: This son should be the protector of my Jing Nian Zen Sect. Just like the black bear spirit subdued by Guanyin Bodhisattva in Journey to the West.
Qin Yao heard the reputation and said: "Monk, you are mentally retarded!"
Kong Jian's smile faltered.
"No matter where you come from as a monk or what you have heard, I advise you to carefully consider whether you have the qualifications to be an enemy of Maoshan." Qin Yao said coldly, not wanting to be the kind of big scapegoat.
As long as the other party is not obsessed with ghosts, he will be a little worried when he hears Maoshan's name, right?
"Amitabha."
Kong Jian clasped his hands together and said seriously: "Donor, can you let the poor monk ask a few questions?"
Qin Yao said expressionlessly : "Master, please speak."
Kong Jian raised the pocket in his hand and said solemnly: "The first question is, are you keeping the group of foxes in the poor monk's pocket?"
"Yes."
" The second question is, I heard that you also raise ghosts and zombies?”
“That’s not the right question,” Qin Yao shook his head.
“Oh?” Kong Jian glanced at Yan Wuya, then turned around: “What’s wrong?”
"I raised the ghosts, and my master raised the little zombies." Qin Yao said.
Kong Jian: "..."
Can this be passed down? ?
“Any more questions?” Qin Yao said calmly.
Kong Jian shook his head and said: "It seems that after I transform you, it is necessary to see your master."
Qin Yao's eyes turned cold: "Are you really going to make a big grievance?"
"I don't know what you are talking about, poor monk." Kong Jian said, raised his right hand, and a golden power came with it With the palm as the center, it quickly condensed into a golden Buddha's hand and grabbed Qin Yao in the air.
"Damn, I can't even understand what I'm saying. You're really a retarded person." Qin Yao turned sideways and punched the Buddha's hand with a fist and a bad wind.
"Boom."
A bright golden light suddenly lit up at the junction of the fist and palm, and an invisible energy swept across in all directions in a wave shape.
"Kick, kick and stare."
Qin Yao felt a wild force hitting him with his fist. He took several steps back, each step leaving a deep footprint before he could resolve the force. . A look of surprise flashed across Sora Jian's face, as if he didn't expect that the opponent's physical fitness was so strong.
“Bang!”
Qin Yao kicked the ground with his right foot, rose up from the ground, and waved his arms to hit the monk. His thick arms were exposed while running. Waves of golden light erupted, like the hand of a god.
Kong Jian flipped his palm, and another golden palm print flew out and rushed into the sky.
"Drink...ha!"
"Boom."
Qin Yao punched the Buddha's hand, and as expected, it was bounced away again.
"Stop struggling, you are no match for me." Kong Jianyun said calmly.
Qin Yao's body turned several somersaults in mid-air and landed on the ground with a bang.
"The battle situation is not yet decided, so don't be so arrogant."
This is not the first time Qin Yao has encountered such a high-level opponent. His body suddenly swelled, and the spiritual patterns between his eyebrows shone brightly.
Sora Jian frowned, raised his palm high, and waved it down from top to bottom.
At the same time, a big golden hand flashed from Qin Yao's head and landed.
Qin Yao kicked the ground with his heels, and the magical talisman on his leg shone with light. In an instant, he escaped from the attack with his big hand and came to Kong Jian.
“Pfft!”
Before he raised his palm, Qin Yao hit him hard on the face with his right fist, causing his body to stagger and almost fall to the ground.
“Whoops.” Kong Jian dodged to avoid the second punch, his posture as elegant as the wind: “I was careless, I didn’t dodge, I won’t give you the chance to hit my second punch.”< br>
"Too much nonsense, you are not Ma Baoguo." Qin Yao's figure was as fast as lightning, rushing towards him, and his casserole-like iron fist brushed against the tip of Kong Jian's nose.
"Boom!"
Kong Jian slapped Qin Yao with his hand and knocked him flying again.
However, what surprised him was that even so, the opponent did not appear to be injured and was still as vigorous as a tiger.
“It turns out you are not a human being!” Monk Kongjian said with certainty.
In his understanding, given the other party's current level of cultivation, it is impossible for a human to cultivate his body to this level.
"You are not a human being." Qin Yao scolded lightly, activated the divine walking talisman, and stepped forward, his fists as sharp as the light of an axe.
Kongjian monk exhaled, clasped his hands together, and closed his eyes tightly. The Buddha's light behind him gathered together, and actually condensed into a huge angry-eyed Vajra.
King Kong leaned forward, clasped his hands together, just caught Qin Yao's body, and held him tightly in his palms.
“Qin Yao, do you want to convert or not?” Angry-eyed Vajra spoke, his voice like thunder.
"I surrender to you, uncle." Qin Yao was completely furious, the lines between his eyebrows and soul turned into flowing fire, golden light rippled on his arms, and he slowly opened his giant Vajra hands.
"Stubborn!"
The angry-eyed King Kong shook his head, bit by bit, pressing back the space that Qin Yao had opened up.
"Kneel, kick and stare."
"Ancestor, please get up!"
At the critical moment, there was a sound of kicking outside the gate, followed by a man holding a giant sword. The four-eyed giant rushed in and chopped off the head of the angry-eyed King Kong with a sword in the air.
"Poof!" The head fell, and the angry-eyed King Kong slowly dissipated. Kong saw that a ball of air seemed to have exploded in the monk's chest, and his snow-white cassock was shattered.
“If you dare to hit my eldest nephew, I will chop you to death, you bastard.”
In the original movie, Master Qing’s upper body was as if he was inflated, and he could not speak, and the air was released as soon as he spoke. , but in this world, what invites divine magic is the divine power of the ancestors, not the soul power of the ancestors. There is no such thing as being discouraged, and the ruthless Four Eyes waved the giant sword and slashed at Monk Kong Jian's head.
“Bang!” Kong Jian’s eyes were filled with fear, he clasped his hands together again, and a golden seal quickly appeared above his head.
The Fudo Ming King Seal has unparalleled defense.
"Boom!"
The giant sword infused with the ancestor's divine power struck hard on the Fudo Ming King Seal, instantly cutting it into golden light and shattering.
Then the broad blade of the sword fell down and struck the monk's bare head, cutting it into two pieces from head to tail. Blood rained down, and both body and soul were destroyed.
In the corner, Yan Wuya was trembling with fear as he watched. Without saying a word, he hit the window and fled.
Too cruel.
Too bloody.
No matter young or old, Maoshan people are perverts!
After beheading Monk Kongjian to death, he stood with his sword closed, turned to Qin Yao who was not far away and asked: "Are you okay?"
Qin Yao's eyebrows' soul marks disappeared. Uncertain, he shook his aching arm: "I'm fine, I'm just a little exhausted. Uncle Master, how did you come here by such a coincidence?"
"I..."
Simu opened his mouth, but before he could express his intention, the divine power in his body overflowed from his pores. As his body shrunk, his vision went dark and he fell to the ground.
Qin Yao: "..."
Fortunately, this is not asking who the murderer is, otherwise this kind of stuck point can make people angry to death!
"Brother, hurry up and arrange for someone to wash the floor." Qin Yao said to Jiale, walked to Simu, picked him up, and took him up to the second floor.
Jia Le endured fear and came to the two corpses. He reached out to pick up Jinlan's bag and put it into his arms. He then touched the corpse and took out a string of Buddhist beads and a yellowed book...< br>
Nothing else!
After a while, Qin Yao, who put his eyes on the massage bed in the VIP room, returned to the first floor and saw that the monk's body was gone. Jiale had a red cloth tied to his nose and was leading the whole body. Shivering technicians cleaned the blood on the ground.
Actually, they performed pretty well. There were so many technicians in the lounge that they fainted from fear.
"Junior brother, this is what I found out from that monk." Seeing him coming, Jiale immediately put the mop into the bucket, took out the Jinlan Bag, Three things: a Buddhist bead bracelet and yellowed ancient books.
Qin Yao took it over, opened the pocket and took a look, only to see darkness inside...
He remembered that the monk had said before that the vixens were all put into this pocket.
Run the inner force and pour it into the pocket. As a result, no matter how much inner force he poured into it, the pocket was like a black hole, swallowing it up.
With a thought in his mind, Qin Yao instead used magic power to refine the ownerless bag. As the golden light flashed on the bag, he actually saw a small island suspended in the darkness. Hundreds of foxes are lying in the forest of the isolated island at this moment.
“One flower, one world, one leaf, one bodhi?”
Qin Yao’s eyes widened, shocked.
It was not that he was shocked that there was such a magic weapon in the world, but that he was shocked that such a magic weapon would fall into his own hands.
"Come out."
Qin Yao gave the order mentally, and Jinlan's pocket flashed with light, and hundreds of foxes were released in an instant.
Fortunately, all the guests have been cleared now, otherwise we don’t know what news will come out after seeing this scene.
"Junior brother, is this the legendary Qiankun Bag?" Jiale's eyes grew hot when he saw it. It was no exaggeration to say that no one he knew could match this magic weapon.
Including his fussy master.
Qin Yao naturally put Jinlan's pocket into his arms, nodded and said: "That's right."
Jia Le sighed sincerely: "That monk is bad, but he is a good person. The money-giving boy..."
Qin Yao observed the string of Buddhist beads, but didn't see anything for a while, and finally focused on the ancient book with yellowed pages.
The monk's palm technique, which was similar to the "Tathagata Divine Palm", impressed him so deeply. If this ancient book was the practice secret book of that palm technique, he wouldn't mind learning another set of Buddhist magical skills!
(End of this chapter)