The Monk

Chapter 1,367 Ke Jin

When he let go of his consciousness, Zhang Ai was right next to him, and he suddenly felt like a spring breeze, very comfortable and warm. This spiritual consciousness carries the supreme Buddha power, is generous and upright yet very powerful, and instantly covers the planet.

At this time, seeing the monk's distracted expression changing, Zhang was afraid that he had discovered something. At the same time, he admired his strength very much. He searched for it for a long time without finding anything. The great monk discovered the clues in just one look. This is the gap. . Fortunately, Zhang Weijing's cultivation level was much higher than that of the God Lord and the Heavenly Emperor. For now, it was all in vain.

The monk was distracted and found the target, but the figure disappeared. Zhang is afraid that this will make him depressed. We are together. Where are you going? Can you tell me where you are going? Fortunately, the monk's purpose of leaving this time was to catch people quickly, and he did not restrain his aura. His strong and pure Buddha's will guided Zhang Ain to chase after him.

In just the blink of an eye, a fight broke out in front of him. Zhang Wen followed and saw that Emperor Xi was really powerful. The monk in front of him, who was only one-third of his strength, had easily defeated his opponent when he was distracted. Looking at it at this time, the monk was standing tall and distracted, raising his right hand and pointing at a person in front of him. That person could not move and only looked at him angrily.

After Zhang Wen arrived, of course he had to take a closer look. First of all, he looked at the appearance. It was indeed pitch black, similar to the appearance of Hei Luo he had seen before. However, Hei Luo was wearing some clothes at least, while this guy was walking around with his buttocks bare.

Then I scanned the opponent with my spiritual consciousness, and there was a very evil aura in his body. Once my spiritual consciousness touched him, it was as if he had entered a blood pool, and the smell of blood was everywhere. It's just that these auras are very light. If you don't stand on the opposite side and scan at close range, and this guy is struggling desperately, it is really difficult to find him.

After scanning, Zhang was out of curiosity, so he scanned again carefully, and found out that this guy was injured, and seriously injured. He really didn't know who had the strength to hurt him.

At this time, the monk was distracted and asked him: "What should I do?"

"What should I do?" Zhang was afraid that the monk was distracted and asked casually: "Where is this guy's lair?" The monk was distracted and raised his other hand casually, and a golden halo appeared on the ground a hundred meters in front of him. . Zhang Ai jumped over and used earth magic to drill down. After sinking more than a hundred meters, he found a space with a length, width and height of more than 20 meters each. At this time, there were only bones and dregs in the space, broken and densely packed with most of it. Space, needless to say, is nothing more than human bones and animal bones.

It was pitch black under the roof. Zhang Wei formed a ball of light and took a closer look. The bones seemed to have been chewed. They were completely dry, leaving only a pile of dregs without any luster or a drop of blood mixed in them. superior.

Seeing this, Zhang Ai said softly, "These are all human lives!" He casually pinched a magic trick to collapse this space, treating it as the tomb of these dead people, and he used the Earth Escape Technique to return to the ground.

At this moment, he was somewhat grateful to Punishing God. Fortunately, the monk was distracted by him. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to deal with this nigger.

Returning to the ground, the monk asked him distractedly: "What should I do? What's down there?"

Looking at the black man who was still controlled by the monk's distraction, Zhang Ain sneered and said, "What should I do? Of course I'll kill him." The monk was distracted and said in embarrassment, "I can't kill."

At this time, Zhang was too lazy to argue with him about the Buddha's killing. He only said softly: "Is it possible to seal his cultivation?" The monk was distracted and replied: "This is okay, but is it okay not to seal him? Zhang Ai asked back, "What do you think?" The monk hesitated and asked, "What's down there? Are all those people dead?"

Zhang Ai sneered and said: "Not only is he dead, but even the marrow has been chopped dry, leaving only a pile of broken bones."

Hearing this answer, the monk was distracted and gritted his teeth, pinched a Buddha seal in his hand, and with a bang, the black man's body was locked with countless golden swastikas, and he could no longer move.

After sealing the black man's cultivation, the monk was distracted and said to Zhang Ain: "You will do the rest." In the monk's heart, he controlled the black man. If the black man was killed for this, he would always feel guilty. But when I heard that those ordinary people had died without even leaving their bones intact, I felt a little tempered in my heart, which prompted me to make a decision. After sealing off the black people's cultivation, they all left it to Zhang Awei to handle. This guy can do whatever he likes. , just pretend you didn’t see it.

The monk was distracted and left. The black man hurriedly said: "You can't kill me."

Zhang was afraid to laugh when he heard this, but there was no smile at all. He asked in a cold voice: "You killed many of us, what's wrong with us killing you? Why can't we kill you?"

The black man argued: "I only kill human beings who have no cultivation at all and are like trash. I have never killed a cultivator, so you can't kill me."

Hearing this, Zhang Weijing sneered again: "Cultivators? Cultivators have one life, and ordinary people also have one life. What's the difference?" The black man was able to argue, and hurriedly said: "People have one life, and pigs also have one life. Why can you kill pigs at will but not kill people at will? Is human life more valuable than pig life? "

Zhang Wen looked at him after hearing this and suddenly asked nonsense: "Why aren't you wearing clothes?"

The black man was stunned by him and thought for a while but didn't know how to answer. Zhang Ai sneered and said: "Humans wear clothes and beasts don't wear clothes. If you don't wear clothes, you are just like a beast. We should kill them at will."

The black man said angrily: "You are the beast, I am Tangtang..." He suddenly stopped talking, obviously unwilling to advance the previous days. Zhang Weijing said disdainfully: "What are you doing? You are a beast?" He angered the black man and said immediately: "You don't have to treat me like this. I have been in this starry sky for who knows how many years. Although I have always been injured, But they rarely kill cultivators, they only use ordinary people to make up the numbers, so they are seriously injured and difficult to recover from, so you take advantage of them. "

This seems to be true, but it is not. Considering that a black man is so cold-blooded and doesn't care about human life, he has been using ordinary people to recuperate his injuries and has kept a low profile and hidden from outsiders. The only reason is that he was too seriously injured and did not dare to act violently.

That's why I have been working hard to control the evil aura and not provoke cultivators, lest I be accidentally discovered and lose my life. So what he said just now is correct. He really doesn't know how long he has been here. He practices and recuperates every day. After killing some people, in order to avoid being discovered, he changes places to continue. . Anyway, there are countless planets in the starry sky, and there is always a place suitable for him to practice.

"You took advantage of me? Why didn't you tell those people you killed? It was you who took advantage of them." After saying this, he pointed his hand, and the black man's whole body tensed up, and he felt as if his throat was about to be crushed. , wanting to raise his hands to protect his throat, but all his strength was blocked by the monk's distraction, and he couldn't move. He could only stare at Zhang Afraid with his eyes that were gradually turning red.

Zhang Pingcai didn't care what he thought. He had already made up his mind to kill this kid. However, before he died, there were some questions that needed to be asked, such as who are you, where are you from, why are you here, how were you injured, etc. Wait for all kinds of questions.

So he asked: "What's your name?" With this question, he retracted his finger, and the black man returned to his previous appearance, and continued to look at him angrily. Looking at his expression, it is estimated that if he were completely free, he would jump up and fight Zhang Wei. .

Seeing that the black man was not cooperating, Zhang Weijing said lazily: "If you don't want to suffer, it's better to suffer a little and speak out as soon as possible." Then he added: "I don't have good patience."

He can make people mad when he speaks in this tone. What does it mean that I have poor patience? The black man stared at Zhang Afraid fiercely. It was already like this, so there was no need to suffer any more. He spoke word by word: "My name is Ke Jin."

The name was weird enough. Zhang Ain continued to ask: "Where did you come from? How long have you been here? What are you doing here?" Ke Jin replied with hatred: "He came from my own starry sky, come here." I have been here for about hundreds of thousands of years just to heal my wounds.”

Hundreds of thousands of years? This guy can really live. Zhang Frightened: "You haven't been able to repair the injury after hundreds of thousands of years, which shows how stupid you are."

The black man is naturally not stupid, and he said coldly: "Of course I have concerns in my heart. You don't need to say anything about whether I am stupid or not."

"I'm too lazy to worry about your question. Let's talk about your starry sky." Zhang Ai said casually.

Hearing this question, Ke Jin sneered: "Ask us about the starry sky? OK, I can tell you that it is said that there are countless starry skies in the world, and each starry sky exists simultaneously and independently, like a huge basket. There are countless chicken eggs, and each chicken egg is a starry sky. The chicken eggs are similar, and the starry sky is similar. They are all people and things that make up the world. The only difference is some small places, such as the appearance of the person. They are different. Before I came out, I didn’t know what to call it. Just like here, no one would give their home a name. Anyway, we all share the same starry sky, so there is no need to add it. Mark. But based on what I have seen and heard in your starry sky over the years, you can call that starry sky a magic sky, because there is only one kind of cultivation method there, which is magic power, just like you have everywhere. Just like a cultivator."

Hearing this, Zhang Ao retorted quietly: "It's not just cultivators. There are wanderers, alchemists, warlocks, Buddhists and other cultivators on this planet alone."

Hearing what he said, Ke Jin said disdainfully: "Aren't you making excuses? Those are just trivial skills. They are just weird techniques that many miscellaneous people have created through various methods. They are not very powerful. The most powerful and powerful people in the starry sky. The largest number of people are naturally cultivators like you, that is, monks. As for him? I don’t know where to fight the monster. "He is talking about the monk being distracted.

"Okay, I'm going to argue, you continue talking, by the way, you guys are saying the same thing as us?" Zhang Ain said.

Ke Jin shook his head and said, "Of course it's different, but I've been wandering in this starry sky for many years, so what's the difficulty in learning how you speak?" For cultivators, photographic memory is the most basic skill, and learning to speak is of course simple and easy.