The Most Powerful Young Man

Xiao Yao is not a good person, but he is not the kind of bad guy who kills innocent people indiscriminately. Although the Eagle Nation’s No. 3 Military Region was levelled before, it was because the other party first targeted himself and also launched nuclear weapons. If Xiao Yao could swallow this breath, he would be too weak. In short, there was a reason for the matter, and it was definitely not annoying to destroy so many people for no reason.

And that Grand Master Huaikong is an eminent monk who has attained Taoism, Xiao Yao is so cruel, he can't deal with a high monk!

The little monk Xu Suguan seemed to have guessed what Xiao Yao was thinking, and said with a smile: "Don’t worry about it, don’t worry about it. I don’t have any deep hatred with that Master Huaikong, but even though he is a monk like the little monk, he did a lot Things that are angry and complain."

Xiao Yao couldn't believe it, "For example?"

The little monk stretched out his finger and pointed at the white python: "At the beginning, he put the dragon soul into the white python, and he often took some devout believers to the back mountain and sent it into the python's mouth, just to make it as soon as possible. Cross the catastrophe and transform the dragon as soon as possible."

Xiao Yao was a little dumbfounded.

After thinking about it for a long time, he finally couldn't help but said: "What is he doing?"

"To be able to fly with the dragon, enter the immortal gate, and become Buddha." Speaking of this, the little monk also smiled bitterly. In the mind of the Buddha, even if the Buddha body is really cultivated without the mind, it is just a fierce Buddha and still has to go into reincarnation."

Xiao Yao smiled and said, "Since this is the case, why don't you just clean up the door?"

The little monk folded his hands together: "The monk is compassionate and must not be murderous."

"Then save him!" Xiao Yao said.

"It's stubborn, it can't be saved, and the devil in my heart, how can others solve it?" the little monk asked.

Xiao Yao sighed and said, "So to put it bluntly, I have to do something like this, right?"

The little monk nodded with a smile.

Xiao Yao sighed, "It seems that you still don't know me enough!"

The little monk was taken aback for a moment, but the surprise on his face only flashed, and he quickly recovered to the original state, and asked, "Then what do you mean?"

Xiao Yao squinted his eyes and said, "Don't you know how to read mind? You don't know what is in my heart?"

The little monk said with a smile: "Always prying into your heart will hurt me to a certain extent. Besides, the human heart is separated from the belly. It is really difficult to master it thoroughly, especially if you don’t want me to know. It’s hard to grab your inner thoughts."

Xiao Yao nodded. This is because he has learned a lot. At the very least, if he meets some masters who can understand people's hearts in the future, he doesn't need to be too panic.

The little monk glanced at Xiao Yao and continued to ask: "You haven't told me yet, what do you want?"

Xiao Yao asked, "Can you give me what I want?"

The little monk touched his bald head, smiled awkwardly, then spread his hands very rascal, telling Xiao Yao, don't talk first, and see what I have first.

Xiao Yao shook his head after seeing the little monk's feet from the head.

He felt that there was really nothing in the little monk that he could do.

"Forget it, just treat it as if you owe me a favor." Xiao Yao sighed, "But let me say it first, I can't kill people directly, what if you lie to me?"

The little monk seemed to be a little upset: "The monks don't speak any words!"

"Then Master Huaikong is also a monk?" Xiao Yao asked.

The little monk scratched his head for a moment, and felt that what Xiao Yao said was quite reasonable.

"Well, let's go and take a look first, how about it?" The little monk finished speaking, and gave Xiao Yao a bodhi seed, and said, "Didn't you say that I owe you a favor? Wait someday you need to use this If you have a favor, just smash the bodhi, and I will appear, right?"

Xiao Yao nodded and installed the second Bodhi Zi he got from the young monk.

The little monk patted Xiao Yao on the shoulder, and the two flew towards Shanshui Temple together.

After stopping at the gate of the temple, the little monk glanced at Xiao Yao and said, "Why don't you let me expose his positive eyes?"

Xiao Yao was a little curious in his heart. He didn't know what kind of methods the little monk would use, but he was too lazy to think about the other side's confident appearance.

His mission is just to kill people, kill people! How simple is it?

Seeing Xiao Yao's indifferent appearance, the little monk suddenly smiled and said, "Donor Xiao, have you ever thought about a problem?"

Xiao Yao was a little curious, looked at the little monk, and asked, "What's the problem?"

"Master Huaikong, since he can transfer the dragon soul into the body of the white python, do you think he can be an ordinary person?"

Xiao Yao suddenly woke up, stared at the little monk with his eyes rounded, and asked, "Don't you want to tell me that the master of emptiness is extraordinary, right?"

"It's true, it's probably the Linghe realm in martial arts. Fortunately, he is the only cultivator in the entire Shanshui Temple."

Xiao Yao just breathed a sigh of relief.

"Linghe realm is very easy to deal with." Xiao Yao said.

"It's just that, when you fight, it will inevitably cause a lot of turmoil. Then, maybe it will hurt the innocent. Then my sin will be serious." The little monk frowned.

"What are you afraid of? It's not about letting you kill!" Xiao Yao said impatiently.

This little monk is actually pretty good everywhere, just a little bit boring, he doesn't look like a man at all.

The little monk sighed and said, "Even if I didn't kill anyone, if they died because of me, I would be guilty." This is the reason why I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me.

Xiao Yao waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter so much, just one move will kill you."

It wasn't that Xiao Yao was so arrogant, he was mainly a cultivator of Linghe realm, and he really couldn't put the opponent in his eyes.

Now Xiao Yao, Yulong Art is already a heavenly mind, and his own cultivation has already entered the half-step Linghai. If even the Huaikong master of the Linghe realm can’t solve it, it’s better to go to bed early and wash. go to bed.

The little monk looked at Xiao Yao with a confident face, no longer said anything, just thinking in his heart, the big deal will be when he takes the initiative to suppress the master of Huaikong, and then Xiao Yao will do it, it is the same.

Walking into the temple, Xiao Yao still couldn't see through the cultivation of the little monk, and asked, "What state of your strength has you reached?"

The little monk shook his head: "I don't know."

"I don't know?" Xiao Yao was a little surprised.

The little monk glanced at Xiao Yao, spread his hands and said, "I really don't know what cultivation level I am. I am not a cultivator! I am just a monk and a monk."

"..." Xiao Yao gritted his teeth and said, "You are not a cultivator. Can you draw out the dragon soul before?"

"I don't know this either." The little monk thought for a while, and said, "I read it out of the book."

Xiao Yao was too lazy to talk to the little monk.

"Actually, it's not difficult to understand. You are all approaching Taoism with martial arts, and I approach Taoism with Buddha." The little monk muttered.

Xiao Yao waved his hand, and now he really couldn't understand what the little monk said.

Seeing Qin Rou, Xiao Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Mom, you should go to the mountain and wait for me first."

Qin Rou was a little puzzled, but she was even more puzzled when she glanced at the little monk who had returned.

"Aren't we still going to pay back? The Master Huaikong has been waiting for me for a long time." Qin Rou said.

Xiao Yao was a little surprised, and asked, "Do you know Master Huaikong?"

"Yes, he has been a good friend of my mother for many years." Qin Rou said with a smile, "the last time he came, he was responsible for receiving us."

Xiao Yao couldn't help but shudder.

If Master Huaikong is really a big demon as the little monk said, wouldn't his mother and the others wander around the ghost gate?

When he thinks of this, he has some lingering fears.

"In that case, Mrs. Labor takes me along." The little monk said with a smile.

Xiao Yao glanced at the little monk, a little displeased, obviously he didn't want his mother to follow him in danger.

The little monk understood Xiao Yao's meaning and said softly: "Don't worry, Donor Xiao, since I'm still here, I can guarantee the safety of my wife."

Xiao Yao couldn't help asking: "With your strength, how about that Master Huaikong?"

"..." The little monk thought for a long time without speaking.

Xiao Yao said depressed: "What do you mean by not saying anything?"

The little monk said with a bitter face: "I just can't think of a suitable adjective. If I want to kill him, it will be a momentary, not right. I shouldn't even use my hands..."

Xiao Yao: "..."

He felt that this little monk was really crazy!

In the past, Xiao Yao thought he was the kind of horrible person. Now, when compared with the little monk, he is a fart!

"Are you sure you didn't brag?" Xiao Yao asked tentatively.

The little monk was a little angry: "I am a monk!"

Xiao Yao didn't bother to talk to him.

When he entered the hall, a white-faced monk had already walked up to Qin Rou's.

"Dear donor, hello, the abbot has been waiting for a long time." The white-faced monk asked.

Qin Rou was a little surprised, and asked, "The abbot knows that I'm back?"

The white face monk nodded.

Qin Rou turned her face to Xiao Yao and said, "Have you seen it? It is said that Master Huaikong has become an immortal. As expected, she can be a prophet."

Xiao Yao smiled bitterly, and whispered to the little monk Xu Suguan beside him: "My mother stood at the gate of the temple for so long before, and the idiot knew she was here too!"

Xu Suguan smiled non-committal, everything is said without saying.

Huaxia people have had a preconceived notion since ancient times.

In Qin Rou's heart, Master Huaikong was already extraordinary, so she was naturally more willing to believe that Master Huaikong had vast magical powers.

A cultivator in the realm of Linghe, can you know what a fart!

The white-faced monk glanced curiously at Xu Suguan who was standing next to Xiao Yao, and couldn't help asking, "Pro donor, who is this?"

"The little monk came from Jinchan Temple, looking for Master Huaikong to discuss Zen." Xu Suguan said softly, putting his hands together and lowering his head.

"On Zen? Jin Chan Temple?" The white-faced monk frowned, rather unhappy.

(Thanks to Brother Yang, the fourth leader of the book, thanks to the monthly pass support for the next ten years, and thanks to one person for the monthly pass support of the bitter brother!)