Junior Brother Please Don’T Cultivate

Seeing Chen Mingshen who had fought for so long, Zhou Jinguang continued to increase, and Hui Neng was completely convinced and saw Chen Ming’s horror. Such a cultivator is simply a war machine that does not need to rest. No matter which school gets it, it will be a hundred years later. Will grow stronger because of him.

So he hurried to the inner hall to meet someone.

In the hall, an old monk with white beard sat on the futon, beating the wooden fish, closing his eyes and chanting.

"Outside the door..." Before Hui Neng could speak, the old monk opened his eyes, stopped Muyu's percussion, and interrupted him.

"I've seen it all." It turned out that the old monk seemed to close his eyes and recite sutras after hearing the movement before, but in fact watched the fight between Chen Ming and others in the courtyard through Divine Sense.

"I also know what you want to say, and when he comes over, I'll talk about it in detail."

"That's the best." Huineng walked out of the back hall after saluting.

On the other side, Chen Ming suddenly burst into the air, leaping into the air with his sword in both hands, swinging and spinning, and the Sword Qi sent out was extremely cold and powerful.

Eighteen Arhats had already consumed almost the Spirit Power, but now they couldn't resist it at all.

After a while, dozens of people fell to the ground.

"Eighteen Arhats, but so!" Chen Ming stood on the spot, holding his own two swords in both hands, looking at the Arhats on the ground.

The ground was wailing, tumbling, and a mess.

"Cang Xuan, you are too horrible." Kong Hai was panting, almost unable to straighten his waist, he was also beaten, and such a long fight made him a little unable to support it.

"It's time to do it a long time ago, what's the use of you spending so much tongue!" Chen Ming said helplessly.

"I don't know Cang Xuan you are so strong!" Kong Hai panted heavily.

"Okay, let's go find your things quickly." Chen Ming let go, and the two swords disappeared instantly and entered the storage ring.

The two looked inside, and Kukai walked to the inner hall in a familiar way. The old monk inside heard the footsteps and stopped Muyu's percussion, seeming to have been waiting for the two for a long time.

"Two donors are here."

"Master...Master Huikong, I'll retrieve my things." Kong Hai almost habitually called out the word "master", but he was still a little afraid to see his previous master.

Hui Kong ignored him.

After speaking, Kukai saw no response, and ran towards the house where he had lived before. Chen Ming stayed in place and looked at the surrounding environment.

After a while, Kukai ran out with an anxious look on his face.

"Where are my things?"

"Your stuff is not here."

"There?"

"In the Great Hall, in the hands of the Buddha." Hui Kong pointed out, the direction of her finger is the Great Hall.

Looking at Hui Kong, Kukai felt a little emotional, bent over and bowed, then turned and left.

Chen Ming followed, ready to leave with him.

"Wait a minute."

Hui Kong suddenly opened his eyes.

Kukai turned around, no matter what, Huikong was also the former master of own. Even if he was no longer a Buddhist, he still had some different feelings for him. He quickly turned around thinking that Huikong was going to explain something to him.

"Aren't you going to take your things?" Hui Kong looked at Ku Hai with a look of confusion.

Kukai looked back, also confused and embarrassed.

It seems that I think too much.

"Brother...I see." Kong Hai strode out of the inner hall, preparing to go up to the Great Hall.

Since it's not called Kong Hai, it's called me. Chen Ming stopped in doubt and looked at Hui Kong with a deep face.

"Why, Master Huikong told me that there is something else?" Chen Ming's words were somewhat sarcasm. He was pretending to be deep while he was not strong enough. Chen Ming couldn't understand this kind of person.

In other words, he couldn't understand anyone who didn't have the strength of his own Great Master brother, Qingshan.

"From the perspective of the old monk, the donor is a genius once seen in a century. Just now the temple shook and the Buddha opened his eyes. It must be because of the donor."

When Chen Ming heard that, standing in place, he was so interested, that he opened the Buddha's eyes?

"Have the Buddha's eyes opened?" Chen Ming smiled with interest.

"Yes, this shows..." Seeing Chen Ming's interest, Hui Kong stood up immediately, ready to continue.

"What do you want to express, don't talk about it, just say it straight." Chen Ming didn't want to bother with it, and didn't have a good impression.

"The donor is destined to the Buddha. If the donor doesn't dislike it, join me in Buddhism, Azure Dragon Island's top cultivation resources are available."

Seeing Chen Ming stunned in place, Hui Kong thought that he had just said too much and raised him too high, and quickly wanted to say something hard to show the power of his Buddhism.

"But I, Buddhism, always don't accept maniacs. It's a pity that the benefactor has a strong desire to fight."

Hui Kong shook his head and sighed, turned around, and continued to assume a profound posture.

As everyone knows, Chen Ming is already ready to leave.

"If you want to pray for the Buddha with all your heart, there is no way. The old monk will recite the longitude for you, and you can join my Buddhist Sacred Land!"

"Cut!" Chen Ming turned and left, without the slightest intention of staying, still wanting to fool me into your broken place?

My Qingshan ancestor is hidden in the world, Sect, a small Buddhist monk wants to dig the foot of the wall, thinking too much.

"Hey, donor, don't leave first, Lao Na has something to say to you." Seeing that Chen Ming was leaving, Hui Kong didn't take his manners into consideration, and reached out to keep him.

However, Chen Ming had already left without turning his head back.

With a dazed expression on her face, Hui Kong stood still, and the mysterious and deep master's feeling that was hard to shape disappeared suddenly.

Chen Ming left the inner hall and ran towards the Great Hall outside, ready to find Kukai.

Seeing this scene, Hui Kong was a little angry, and immediately called a monk and told him something, then the monk hurriedly left.

Chen Ming saw Kong Hai looking at the Buddha in the Great Hall. There was a string of Buddhist beads hanging on the Buddha's hand.

Kukai leaped up and took off the prayer beads.

"This is what you are going to take?"

"Yes." Kukai responded to Chen Ming.

"That's right, we spent so much effort just for this small bunch of things." Chen Ming was helpless.

"This is very important to me. I can't explain it to you now. Let's leave as soon as possible." Kukai took the rosary, a golden light flashed, and then the Great Hall banged, and they all closed tightly.

As the golden light disappeared, many monks appeared around them, all sitting on the futon, knocking on the wooden fish, chanting some scriptures.

Listening to the sounds of familiar scripture chanting, Kukai only felt that these sounds became more and more ethereal, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

Slowly, his head became dizzy, remembering all the past in Buddhism.

Suddenly, Kukai remembered the content of this scripture.

Kukai opened his eyes and was shocked, all the monks from the Cultivation Base above the Gold Core in Buddhism had come over.

"Cover your ears, this is the Buddhist sutra of saving people. If the soul is not strong enough, it will be forcibly saved!"

"Duhua?" Chen Ming thought of what the so-called Master Huikong had said to himself before in the inner hall, as well as the word Duhua.

It seems that I just wanted to keep myself unsuccessful, and now I am ready to force myself.

"It doesn't feel much." Chen Ming thought.

Chen Ming's spirit is extremely powerful, he is not afraid of gods and demons, and does not believe in the Buddhas. This scripture has no effect at all for him.

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