The whole sect is reborn

As he spoke, the lustful and evil thoughts in Qitian Sanren's eyes could not be hidden. It sent chills down people's spines just by looking at it. What's more, this man's eyes were still wandering around Laosheng's body, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

It's not a good thing anyway.

At this time, even some of the monks who were watching couldn't stand it anymore, but Qitian Sanren didn't mind. In fact, the more people like this around him, the happier he would be. Because what he likes most is to destroy other people's minds.

Especially the proud ones with outstanding talents are the most annoying to him!

It is such a refreshing thing to watch a proud man of heaven fall because of his own words...

"Pfft."

There was a faint sound of flesh being broken, and Qitian Sanren's thoughts came to an abrupt end. He lowered his head in disbelief and saw that a white hand was inserting into his chest without any resistance. Looking up from his wrist, this

The owner of this hand is surprisingly a Buddhist monk!

"Ho, ho ho..."

How can it be?!

At this moment, Liao Sheng slowly raised her head. Against the golden light, her beautiful face looked even more like a god or Buddha who had come to this world and could not be insulted. The person who had just insulted her with words and thoughts had his heart broken at this moment.

Lingering in disbelief?

"Speaking of which, I have killed not even 10,000 but 8,000 demon cultivators. You are really very similar. No wonder you are all like-minded fellow Taoists who have gone from being immortal to being a demon."

She turned her hand slightly, and the bloody "gurgling, gurgling" sound coming from Qitian Sanren's chest made her raise the corners of her lips in satisfaction. This was also the first thing she revealed after meeting Qitian Sanren.

Smile.

Then she squeezed Qitian Sanren's heart with force. At the same time, she said the second half of her sentence.

"It's all nonsense."

At this time, the golden light on Liao Sheng's body flashed slightly. The demon infant that Qitian Sanren was about to escape lost more than half of it after being captured by the golden light, and then reluctantly returned to its damaged body.

"Reborn! You actually lied to me?! It's in vain that you are still the chief disciple of Wuwu Chanyuan! It's in vain that you are cultivating Buddhism!"

The female Buddhist cultivator named Weisheng shook her head slightly, stepped forward and stepped on the corner of Qitian Sanren's clothes who was about to retreat. However, Qitian Sanren would rather have her clothes torn than face to face with Sheng!

What just happened happened in the blink of an eye, but he was lying to himself all this time! He was lying to himself from the beginning! And he was so stupid that he couldn't see it at all!

Live! Live!

"Donor, actually you have doubted whether I was just pretending, but you don't want to give up this opportunity, because it is too rare, right? You always feel that there is a trace of luck in your heart."

At this time, the distance between Liao Sheng and Qitian Sanren was very close, so close that it seemed that only Qitian Sanren could hear what Liao Sheng said. Although he was in danger at this time, Qitian Sanren still listened carefully to Sheng's words without restraint.

I saw Sheng lowering his eyes, still looking like a Buddha with a solemn appearance.

"Donor, I have to remind you that I have heard a lot of things like what you just said. What do you mean by that? If there is a next time, please learn how to do it.

Just curse."

"you you!"

Amidst the disbelieving exclamations of Qitian Sanren, Liao Sheng clasped his hands together again and recited the Buddha's name devoutly.

"Meow~"

A tall and handsome eight-tailed cat meowed softly, and then walked out from behind Zuosheng. It looked very cute while tiptoeing. However, only those who have seen it know how cruel and terrifying this civet cat is.

"What are you doing?! What are you going to do, you beast? Don't come over here -"

"Meow!"

The civet cat screamed happily, then rushed over and bit Qitian Sanren's shoulder, threw him into the air, and then happily caught him with its sharp-toothed mouth!

"Crack!"

There was a bone-chilling sound of bones and flesh shattering, and the screams that Qitian Sanren screamed at this time could no longer be called screams, he was more like wailing.

That civet illustrates a predator's attitude toward food, especially when it's not very hungry.

It even took out the half-bitten Qitian Sanren, rolled it on the ground several times, and then used its sharp claws to 'slap clean' the dust on it in disgust.

"Ahh——"

Qitian Sanren, who was already speechless in pain, managed to squeeze out a painful groan from his throat.

It hurts too much! It hurts too much! Let him die!

However, his opponent was a civet who was not very hungry but wanted to play. In short, at the end, when Qitian Sanren couldn't even hum, the civet who got tired of playing with Qitian Sanren slapped him on the head.

, opened his mouth wide.

Amidst the crunching sound of chewing, Li Sheng's eyebrows were clear, his hands were clasped together, and he looked like a very compassionate Buddha.

"Amitabha--"

"The poor monk sent the donor to his death."

"Gudong."

The civet swallowed the last mouthful of food, then walked around and tried to lick Sheng's face.

However, Liao Sheng took one look at the civet's bloody tongue and firmly refused.

The civet made a cry of grievance. Seeing that it could not be cared for by Sheng, it scratched the bluestone pavement under its feet, then walked around behind Sheng, but still poked Sheng with its paw, and then said "Meow".

, disappeared.

"Gudong!"

Zhu Fu was sure that there was more than one person who couldn't help but gulp down his saliva at this moment. Apart from him, this Taoist monk who was reborn and the first disciple of Wuwu Chanyuan was really beyond everyone's expectations!

I thought he was a kind person, but I didn't expect him to be so, so—

Unbelievable.

However, Zhu Fu felt that this Taoist monk was really, really handsome!

Yes, that’s what the Sixth Senior Sister said!

Especially the last scene where he invites Qitian Sanren to return to the west, it’s so cool!

At this time, the golden light of the formation around Liao Sheng also gradually disappeared, and the disciples from the Endless Zen Temple rushed over and looked at Liao Sheng excitedly, like a group of children waiting for rewards.

But she lived up to expectations and smiled slightly.

“The cooperation is good.”

At this time, all the Buddhist cultivators in the Endless Zen Monastery were all smiling. It turned out that even the gaffes of these people just now were intentional, just to cooperate with others.

At this time, Liao Sheng glanced at the blood stains remaining on the ground and sighed.

"Actually, if Qitian Sanren fights me, I may not win. But, which idiot would use a rotating spear to attract others to him? Are he afraid that he will not be stabbed to death by the enemy? I don't understand..."

"Ahem! Senior sister, everyone is dead, forget it? By the way, do you know where Junior Brother Wu is now?"

Only then did Liao Sheng shut up, and then slowly spit out the news he had just received from Ling Zhi.

"They were thrown into a separate courtyard by Qi Tiansan. It seems to be called 'Yanxiu Hall'..."