Juvenile Medical God

"Follow me? I am not your Buddha. But you can be my poison slave." Qin Lang seems to be hesitating. "Actually, your consciousness is not too much to be kept. Anyway, I only need to control the locusts." You can control your body. Keep your knowledge, but it is still a time bomb. If you lose control one day, I am not in trouble?"

"Master, you can rest assured, I have no courage to violate you." The old monk's thoughts rushed for mercy, "I just want to let my mind exist, so at least there is myself. In addition, I know some secrets of the Buddha, the master later Walking the rivers and lakes, it is inevitable that I will meet the people of the Buddha, and I can work for the master."

"Oh... it sounds like you are a little useful." Qin Lang seems to be still hesitating. "Just, if the worm in your head is dead, do you want to go back to heaven? Well, this is not good, I Can't take risks..."

"Master, you can rest assured, I really have no courage!"

"Oh... well, I forgive you and don't have the guts to do it right with me." Qin Lang finally nodded.

The old monk’s **** thoughts finally let go of his heart, and my heart thought that as long as I stayed in the green hills, I wouldn’t have firewood. When I have to figure out **** this locust, I must smash your thief. segment.

Of course, the old monk will naturally not pass this idea to Qin Lang.

The Buddha's people are very forbearing. The old monk feels that as long as he keeps his own knowledge, one day the locust may die, or when his **** is so powerful that he can kill the locust, he can regain it. Ziyou, at that time he will definitely kill the "master" of Qin Lang! No, the killing is too cheap. The old monk’s heart wants to turn Qin Lang directly into a slave, if he has a day of ziyou.

However, this old and unrequited happiness is too early, because Qin Lang said a word, almost directly let the old monk's **** almost collapsed: "Although you said that you want to convert to me, but I am still not at ease. So I have a locust here, but this locust is public, and the locust in your head is the mother. Presumably, the locust in your head has been deeply lonely for many years, and must be very eager. I will be caressed. After they are happy to lay eggs, I will call out this male worm. You don’t have to worry about this locust in your brain. If it dies, there will be new worms. Hatching out. This way, everyone can rest assured."

Said, Qin Lang really took a locust from the venom of the waist, and then let the locust drilled into the nostrils of the old monk.

The old monk is about to collapse, but he has no choice but to feel that this "public" worm has entered his head. This old monk is completely "relieved" because he is desperate, and he has no intention to resist. At this moment, he only knows how much the little boy’s heart is in front of him, and how poisonous he is, just like the guy who turned him into a poisonous person!

Qin Lang is now relieved that there is such a bug in the head of the old monk "alternate", he does not have to worry that the old monk will lose control.

"To the old monk, what is your name?" Although it is a slave, it is also a good name to be called.

"The poor law is seen as one of the elders of the Buddha." The old monk said respectfully, now he has completely died, and began to gradually adapt to the corner of the slave.

"贱像?" Qin Lang said that this old monk would take this illegible law number.

The old monk probably guessed the idea of ​​Qin Lang and explained: "See the Buddha's view, the all-encompassing image."

"Oh... I know. Just, you are a Buddhism disciple, how can you hide in this place? And, look at you like this, don't know how many years have lived here." Qin Lang thought that this old monk was still What is the elder of the Buddha, it seems that the Buddha is also a person with status and status, leaving his knowledge of God, it really is useful.

"Master, I don't know how many years I lived here. My knowledge of God has just been awakened. It is also a loss of the blood of my master. I just remember... well, yes, I remember, that is At the end of the fight with Xiaodongyang, I found a child in Pingchuan Province. It is very suitable for accepting my exercises. I trained him for three years and prepared to slap him. I did not expect to encounter an enemy. ”

"Wait... you just said that you are carrying out the topping?" Qin Lang asked curiously. "Is it the direct transmission of power, so that the other side's skills are advancing?"

"Yes, probably." See the old monk.

"Hey, if you want to pass on your strength, pass on your skills to me. Isn't it possible for me to increase my skill?"

"This..." Seems like the old monk seems to hesitate, and then he said with some guilty, "In theory, it is indeed like this. Just, does the master need me to teach you skills?"

"This teaching skill is safe?" Qin Lang's interest seems to be even greater.

"There is a certain risk, but the owner's physical condition is excellent. If you follow my method for two or three years, the risk level will be greatly reduced. There should be more than 50%... Well, 70% of the grasp can accept my skill. ""

"Accept your skill, or accept your soul?" Qin Lang asked quietly, "Why, you still don't die, want to win, occupy my body?"

"Don't dare! The old servant is absolutely not afraid!" Seeing like the old monk completely died, he did not expect Qin Lang to know the true purpose of the Buddha's ancestral temple, but also see through his inner luck, seeing the old monk feels How terrible this kid is in front of me, this kid is simply an old river!

In fact, Qin Lang is not entirely sure that the top of the temple is "winning", because Qin Lang feels that the old poison has always been biased against the Buddha. However, looking at the reaction of the old monk, Qin Lang can basically confirm that the top of the pot is indeed the old poison. That's the way it is - the so-called 醍醐 顶 top is not a heritage but a win!

There is no white lunch in this world. Many martial artists think that they can take shortcuts to get the merits of the high-ranking people, but they did not expect that these high-ranking people are not living Lei Feng. They can certainly pass the merits, but they also pass the merits. Will occupy each other's body and kill each other's soul.

However, not all Buddhism masters will win the game when they drive. Qin Lang believes that there will still be some real high-ranking virtues who are willing to sacrifice themselves to become successful descendants, but Qin Lang believes that, after all, it is a minority!寥若晨星!

There is no distinction between good and evil in any practice. It is only the good and evil of the people who practice.