I’m Really Not A Master Cultivator

Chapter 272 Eight Commandments, Be Good!

"I really convinced you! Was your mother extremely emotionally unstable when she gave birth to you?" The old monk sitting on the wild boar rolled his eyes, looked at Huang Mao speechlessly, and said, "This senior wants to reappear. Journey to the West wanted me to learn from the scriptures, otherwise, why did I create it?"

"Let's go! Get more game for the senior!"

"Bajie, you eat! You eat again!"

Seeing that the wild boar was eating the mushrooms below, the old monk twitched his eyes and said, "What's so delicious about this! When you go to the senior's house, you will find that all the delicacies in this world are rubbish except those made by senior! "

"Bajie, be good!"

"Don't be naughty!"

"go!"

"..." The wild boar's eyes twitched. To tell the truth, if his strength is stronger than the old monk, he must be beaten up now, ah, no, it's a beating of the old monk!

I can't stand it!

"Monk Sha, I almost forgot about you! No way, the book says that your sense of existence is the worst! Talk more!"

The old monk said.

"..."

The red-haired cultivator kept twitching at the corners of his eyes, and almost took out a dagger and killed himself!

Too annoying!

This old monk is so annoying!

"Um!"

"I heard the voice, it's the voice of a wild boar! Over there! Bajie, over there! Your sense of direction is really bad!" The old monk was speechless, and patted Bajie's fart forcefully with his right hand.

"Wow!" Ba Jie screamed.

The group of people moved quickly to the west.

To kill the porcupine demon.

The porcupine demon didn't know it.

There was an excited voice from the little demon below.

"The porcupine is invincible! The porcupine is mighty!"

The sound is very loud.

However.

at this time.

A discordant voice sounded.

"Congratulations! Become a senior's belly Chinese food!"

An old monk was riding on a wild boar, walking towards this side, he looked at the piece of iron in front of him, his eyes widened: "God ice iron! This is the god ice iron!"

"Hahahahaha!"

"I understand! I understand!"

Behind.

Liu Qingfeng and Huang Mao looked at the old monk in confusion.

What does this old monk understand?

"Senior really counts everything! According to "Journey to the West", this piece of ice iron is the material for making a nine-tooth nail rake! Eight precepts! Senior, this is to make a nine-tooth nail rake for you!"

The old monk said with a smile.

"..."

The pig demon's eyes twitched.

I read less, don't lie to me!

"Who are you?" In front, the porcupine said coldly. Although the pig has a thick skin, what he cares most is his own skin!

Now, these people who don't know good or bad dare to provoke him so much.

It's really hateful!

All around, the little demons were also taken aback, with an incredible expression on their faces.

Are these people crazy?

Dare to talk to their king like this?

"It shouldn't be too late! We have to prepare more game, I will kill this porcupine!"

Liu Qingfeng said, he must take a step.

At this time.

There was a voice from the old monk, which was very sharp.

now.

He jumped off the wild boar.

Then he looked left and right.

First glanced at the wild boar, then at the porcupine.

Everyone looked dumbfounded.

What is this old monk thinking?

Did you understand what senior said again?

"Master, do you understand senior's words again?"

Huang Mao asked humbly. He found that this time he came out and helped Own a lot.

Not the help of Cultivation Base.

It's help in doing things!

Especially he is now extremely lucky to stay heaven-defying by the master!

In any case, I have to try my best to please the superior.

Isn't it easy to get a chance at that time?

"No!" The old monk said slowly, "I was just thinking, is this the eight precepts? Or is the other end the eight precepts?"

"Yes! Both are pigs. I don't know which one is Bajie? Which one is better?"

Liu Qingfeng thought for a while and asked.

"..."

The corners of the wild boar's eyes twitched, and the hair on the pig's body stood up directly.

Don't bring this to play!

Just because that porcupine found the god ice iron, do you think this pig is the Bajie?

"I am the Bajie! Monk, I am the Bajie!"

Zhu Gang's desire to survive is very strong, and he shouted: "Monk, I like listening to your songs the most!"

He doesn't want to die!

Poor, weak, and helpless.

Heard this.

The old monk's eyes lit up and said, "This porcupine is definitely not a Bajie!"

"..."

The corners of Zhu Gang's eyes twitched.

Does this work?

now.

The porcupine demon really couldn't stand it. It roared deep and said, "What place do you think I am here? Is it a vegetable market? Come here to make a lot of noise!"

at this time.

The old monk squinted his eyes, looked at the porcupine demon in front, and shouted: "Small trapping skills, how dare you make an axe!"

"Dawei Tianlong!"

"Da Luo Fa curse!"

"Prajna Buddhas!"

"Pharaoh Bamakong!"

The voice fell.

He directly raised his right hand and patted it out with a palm.

boom!

Just such a palm.

This porcupine demon died instantly!

The little monsters around were dumbfounded when they saw this scene. You know, their king Cultivation Base just broke through to the late stage of Transcends Tribulation!

However, it was slapped to death by the old monk!

Behind.

Huang Mao's eyes widened when he saw this scene, showing a very shocked expression.

The strength of this old monk is too terrifying!

...

In the other courtyard.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon.

It has been a year since Mo Fan came to this world of cultivating immortals.

During this year, he met many friendly cultivators.

It was these cultivators who told him that the world was not as terrifying and dark as imagined.

This is a friendly world!

In order to increase feelings!

Mo Fan decided to hold a banquet!

Banquet is a form of combining social and diet.

Through the banquet, not only to gain the enjoyment of food art, but also to enhance interpersonal communication.

Mo Fan felt that it was necessary to establish a relationship with these cultivators.

These days.

He is writing invitations.

He thought of many people he knew, such as Li Beilu and so on.

It is necessary to make a good relationship, if there is a time to ask for someone in the future, it will be difficult to ask.

I remember that after graduating from university, a classmate who hadn't contacted him for a long time contacted him one day, and when he contacted him, he borrowed money!

Mo Fan blocked this person without saying anything!

Keep in touch!

now.

Mo Fan was writing an invitation with a brush.

Qingqing rubbed the ink beside.

Long Er is swinging on a swing.

soon.

Mo Fan will finish writing the invitation.

but.

Who will deliver?

"Master Mo, let me deliver it! I can fly with the sword!"

Said the ancestor of sword spirit.