Cultivation of Immortals: I Became Indescribable!

early morning.

Bangkok.

Chinatown is already bustling with pedestrians.

All kinds of snacks exude the atmosphere of city fireworks, permeating the sky above the street.

Chen An walked in it, not only did not feel noisy, but a sense of peace emerged in his heart.

"Big Xia at this time should have noticed that I'm gone!"

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But it doesn't matter, he is not bound in Daxia, the world is so big, he can't stay in one place all the time!

Just take advantage of this opportunity to let them get used to it.

Spreading his Tao and ideas is destined to travel all over the world!

The road to Taoist ancestors cannot be accomplished by sitting down, but it is achieved step by step, with one knife and one gun!

"Grandmaster!"

Wherever he passes, the Siamese will always put their hands together to make way for him.

Because of his current attire, he was clearly a young monk in a yellow monk's robe with a bald head.

Clothes are easy to find, just find a temple, and hair is easier.

With his current ability, he can completely control the growth of hair. As long as he thinks about it, he can grow a full head of black hair in a blink of an eye.

And his temperament is destined to stand out from the crowd, so that everyone who sees it will secretly praise him from the bottom of his heart, what a "five seven seven" eminent monk!

"If you want to open up the situation as quickly as possible, you can only take some extraordinary measures!"

Chen An walked through Chinatown and continued on.

The number of monks around gradually increased, and even the surrounding buildings were full of Buddhist style.

Because in the front is Bangkok, and even the largest Buddhist temple in Siam, Fuchen!

Taken from Buddhist scriptures, Prajna means wisdom.

Of course, this is a Buddhist temple in the eyes of the Common people, but in the eyes of the Wisdom Masters, Banruo Temple has another First Stage identity, which is the headquarters of Mandala, one of the three major Wisdom Masters organizations!

Chen An doesn't plan to spend too much time in Bangkok, so if he wants to establish a foundation as quickly as possible, there is nothing better than doves occupying the magpie's nest!

Subdue Banruo Temple directly!

In this way, you have your subordinates, your territory, and your influence history!

Multi-tasking!

"As expected of me!"

He nodded secretly and walked towards Prajna Temple.

At the same time, in the Prajna Temple, in a wide room, monks gathered together at this time.

There are old and young among them, but the aura exuding from them all has the same gloomy quality, obviously they are all treacherous people!

But what is surprising is that these monks who control the ghosts are all sitting quietly at the bottom, while the one sitting on top is an ordinary old monk.

"Abbot, should we prepare to deal with this matter?"

Seeing that it was almost time for people to come, a monk stood up and asked.

"According to the police, there were more than a dozen murders in one night last night, and all the dead were Mage!"

"Death looks like a mummy, all the blood has been drained from the whole body, it is obvious that the dead king has some kind of evil method!"

"Right now there is no organization in Bangkok, all Mages are in panic, and some come to seek our asylum!"

The monk spoke eloquently.

Some monks who got up early and didn't know what happened were stunned!

"So, someone is secretly hunting Mage?"

A strong monk lost his voice in shock: "More than ten people died in one night, only with such a strong strength?!"

"Where are the ghosts imprisoned in their bodies?"

You know, the ones who died were all powerful Mage in the eyes of ordinary people, who could kill so many in one go?

"The ghosts also disappeared!"

The monk who spoke continued: "It may not be done by one person, it may be an organization, or some unknown demon!"

"How many of our Datura people died?"

A monk with white eyebrows asked.

"Three died, but they were all from the outer temple. The Mage of this city has always lived in the temple, a place where Dharma is important, and the evil spirits dare not break in!"

The monk replied immediately.

"Then it means that the dead are all from the Erawan Buddha, the Red and Yellow Society and other organizations?"

Another monk was thoughtful: "Then they should be more anxious than us. With their power, half of Bangkok is under control, and they haven't found the demon yet?"

"It's not that I can't find it, it's that I dare not find it!"

At this moment, the abbot sitting at the top finally spoke, and said plainly: "All of these people cherish their own lives very much, and now they are like frightened mice, hiding in dark corners!"

"Who dares to look for the traces of that demon?"

"In the early morning, both sides sent us news, hoping to form a Mage alliance to deal with that demon together!"

The abbot looked at everyone: "What do you think of this proposal?"

"The demon is extremely dangerous. I feel that I can't get out with my hands behind closed doors. Don't get involved!"

A monk immediately spoke.

It caused some monks to nod and say yes.

Good guy, more than a dozen people died in one fell swoop last night. The assailant's strength is so terrifying, it's unheard of!

Why bother yourself?

"But I wait behind closed doors, what about the rest of Mandala?"

"If you don't stand up for them at this time, people's hearts will be scattered, so I feel that I must participate in it!"

"The existence of this demon is a threat to everyone and must be eliminated!"

But immediately a monk retorted!

On both sides, you talk to me and start to talk.

The abbot was sitting on a high place, he was also hesitating, and it was difficult to make a choice.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the door, and it became louder and louder!

The abbot frowned and nodded to a monk next to him, who immediately walked out knowingly and asked why.

Soon, he came back in a hurry, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Abbot, there is a monk who came to the temple, claiming to have been taught by the Buddha, and he wants to subdue demons and save all living beings!"

he said.

"These crazy monks, just call them out, why make such a fuss?"

The abbot was puzzled.

Among the monks, there are many people who say such crazy words, and some even claim that they are the reincarnation of the Buddha. When encountering such a situation, Banruo Temple is usually not used to it, and directly blasts out the door, where to go !

"The key is that the monk is powerful, and the others are not his opponents together!"

"Instead, he was beaten in!"

The monks who inquired about the news also found it incredible.

"Could it be Mage?!"

The abbot immediately became alert.

You must know that Banruo Temple originated from Daxia, but they have the tradition of monks. They can't deal with them even if they make a move. They are definitely not Common people!

"Not Mage!"

The monk shook his head with certainty: "I saw with my own eyes, that monk possessed the power of a dragon and elephant with every gesture, and threw people over the wall, but no one was injured!"

The power of the treacherous master lies in the ability to control ghosts...

But it's like shooting a gun, you can only pull the trigger, but you can't control the power!

As long as it is used on people, it is either death or injury, it is impossible to say that no one is injured!

Moreover, when the master of quirks uses their abilities, there will be very obvious visions, which can be distinguished by ordinary people at a glance!

"Is there such a thing?"

The abbot suddenly became interested, and looked at the crowd who were still arguing, and suddenly coughed!

The noise suddenly disappeared.

"Someone has locked the door in the temple, follow me to have a look!

The abbot said.

However, he took the lead and left the room.

The other monks looked at each other in blank dismay, and they were beaten at the door?

Just kidding, there are so many treacherous masters here, who is so courageous?

Ask for flowers, ask for comments

the other side,

Inside the Prajna Temple, the apse.

Chen An strolls leisurely on the Qingshi alleyway, just as casually as in her own home.

If it weren't for the monks with big waists and big waists who were all around, it would be more like your own home!

"Not bad, there are monks, it seems that the tradition of the building is still maintained!"

He looked at these monks, and the more he looked, the more delighted he was.

The reason is also very simple. In Siam, what he intends to teach is the Golden Statue Technique, but this is a Cultivation Technique for body training. It is not easy to get Initiation. You have to beat and hone your own body from time to time. For Common people, short It's hard to get started in time!

But monks are different!

These people have practiced martial arts in the temple since they were young, honed their muscles and bones, ate and drank well, and all of them are as strong as cows!

He is an excellent practitioner!

It doesn't matter if you don't have qualifications, just plant Daoji!

"You monk, talk nonsense, throw him out!"

Hearing this, a monk suddenly exploded in anger and roared loudly.

This person seems to be quite prestigious among the monks, as soon as he gave an order, all the monks rushed forward from the front, back, left, and right!

Chen An's slightly thin body was immediately submerged in it!

And when the abbot of 0.2 brought people over, he happened to see this scene!

"Is this the trespasser?"

Some people can't believe it.

After all, from the outside, Chen An has a good temperament, just like coming out of a storybook, not as fierce as in the description at all!

What throws people over walls?

With those thin arms and legs, can you do it?!

boom!

Just when most people thought so, a sudden change occurred!

The monks surrounded by layers suddenly let out an exclamation, and then flew out in all directions one by one like a goddess scattering flowers!

The sound of landing is endless!

Extremely embarrassing!

And in the central area, Chen An is still smiling, and even the clothes on his body are not damaged at all!

Immediately afterwards, he looked towards the abbot and the others.

"Who are you?"

Relying on his own strength, a manipulator stepped forward and asked.

"The poor monk came from Daxia and traveled from Siam, but he saw the smoky atmosphere and evil spirits rampant here, so he planned to establish a moral line here and save all sentient beings!"

Chen An clasped his hands together, a sparkle of gold appeared in his eyes!

"When you are lucky enough to meet the poor monk, you have cultivated the fate of ten lifetimes!"

"Don't you kneel down quickly and take refuge in my Buddha?!".