Junior sister, she is fierce and beautiful

Chapter 157 Ji Bumeng This Person

"Buddhist of Sanqing Temple?!" Seeing Ji Zhi coming, Hong Zhinu's complexion became extremely ugly. Now that she is seriously injured, she can't even defeat a mere sword cultivator in the late Jindan stage. How could she be the opponent of Buddha.

"No dream, let's go!" Hong Zhinu rolled Ji Bumeng, trying to hide in the picture scroll world in a panic, but as soon as she turned around, a Buddha's light fell in front of her, blocking her way.

"Amitabha, Moxiu Red Weaver Girl, you can leave that benefactor and leave, the poor monk will not arrest you." Ji Zhi raised his hand and flashed a few golden rays of light in the air, and all the red silk threads were broken in an instant clean.

Ji Bumeng was freed by the red weaver girl's silk thread, and he immediately turned around and fled in the direction of Fu Ling and the others.

But before he took a few steps, the red weaver girl who had lost her silk thread flew towards him and threw herself on him.

"Bumeng, don't go with them, you will die..." Hong Zhinv hugged Ji Bumeng, and the two fell to the ground.

Ji Bumeng couldn't break free from Hongzhinv's hand at all, so she could only let her hold her, and said with a livid face, "Let go, I want to go out!"

"Fozi, Red Weaver Girl is a demon cultivator, don't you want to catch her?" Mo Ran thought that he could see Fozi perform a live performance of subduing demons, but it turned out that Fozi didn't seem to have any intention of dealing with Red Weaver Girl at all.

"The poor monk came here at Fuling's call to seal the spiritual power in the donor. It is not the poor monk's duty to capture the red weaver girl." Ji Zhi replied.

"However, Red Weaver Girl is a well-known demon cultivator. Shouldn't Buddhist cultivators eliminate harm for the world when they see a demon cultivator like Red Weaver Girl? What's more, you are still a Buddhist disciple respected by all people in the world." Mo Ran listened to Ji Zhi's answer I don't even understand, this is completely different from the Buddhist cultivator she imagined, who is compassionate and takes killing demons as her mission.

It is not like the same person as the Buddha who spoke the Buddhist principles that can convince everyone.How can a Buddha who speaks such indifferent words be worthy of the admiration of the world?

"If the poor monk can see, all those who have done evil must be eliminated. The poor monk is not a Buddhist cultivator, but a murderer. Donor, the poor monk only does what he should do, and the demon cultivator is also good. No matter what, the dispute between the two does not need the poor monk to intervene."

Facing Mo Ran's questioning, Ji Zhi was neither angry nor annoyed, and only answered her calmly.

Faced with such a calm and gentle Ji Zhi, Mo Ran was dumbfounded, she did speak a little rushed just now, Ji Zhi's answer and his calm attitude made her a little ashamed.

The Buddha is still the Buddha, even the Buddha who came here as Fu Ling's friend is still a sage with a clear mind, her own thoughts are too much.

"Senior Sister Mo Ran, leave it to Ji Zhi. With him here, you don't have to worry about anything." Fu Ling tugged Mo Ran's sleeve lightly, and smiled at her.

Mo Ran nodded and said no more.

Junior Sister Fu Ling is far more calm and calm than her, and she can always make the right decisions. She has to trust Fu Ling.

Ji Zhi waved his hand and put down a spiritual shield beside Fu Ling and Mo Ran to prevent Hong Zhinu from bypassing him and attacking them, and then he walked towards Hong Zhinu and Ji Bumeng.

"Buddha, as long as you let me go and Bu Meng, I am willing to abolish my cultivation, leave the Nether Forbidden Land, and stay in the picture scroll forever as a mortal!" Seeing Ji Zhi approaching, Hong Zhinu gave up her resistance and begged .

Ji Zhi ignored it, bent down and pulled Ji Bumeng out of Hongzhinv's arms.

"Thank you, master. Is the master a friend of Miss Fuling?" Ji Bumeng was rescued, straightened her skirt, and after she recovered her tidy body, she asked Ji Zhi.

"The poor monk and Fu Ling are close friends, but the benefactor was voluntarily sealed with spiritual power?" Ji Zhi asked.

"Yes, please seal it, Master." Ji Bumeng nodded.

Ji Zhi raised his hand, and golden Buddha light rose from Ji Bumeng's body, enveloped him in it, and poured into his meridians.

The Buddha's light was warm at first, and Ji Bumeng didn't feel the slightest discomfort, but after a while, he suddenly turned pale from the pain and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Master Ji, are you okay?" Mo Ran could see from a distance that Ji Bumeng was not feeling well, but she supported Fuling and had no time to go over to see Ji Bumeng's condition.

And Ji Zhi, who was doing the sealing, frowned slightly, and Fu Ling, who caught a glimpse of Ji Zhi's subtle movements, said in a low voice: "It seems that something is not good."

"It's not good?" Mo Ran was surprised when he heard Fuling's voice, "What's not good? Do I want to stop Buddha Zi from sealing Ji Bumeng?"

"No, Ji Zhi has his own measure. If he can't seal it, he will naturally stop."

Fu Ling had a vague guess in her heart, and when she saw the change in Ji Zhi's expression, this guess was almost inseparable.

According to rumors, Ji Bumeng was born with powerful spiritual power and could use powerful spells.But is this really the case?

A natural Dao physique requires a clear mind before one can improve one's cultivation. A physique like Ji Bumeng's is a little more terrifying than a natural Dao physique. It shouldn't be unknown, and the great power in the Transcendence Tribulation Period wouldn't just seal him , if he is really a young man who knows nothing, he can bring him back to the sect and make plans.

But if Ji Bumeng's spiritual power and spells were not innate, and he just hid in the small town that the great power passed by during the tribulation period, deliberately not letting others know his true identity, everything would be different.

After all, there are only two possible sources of spiritual power in Ji Bumeng, one is born with it, and the other is acquired.It was portrayed as the first type in the rumors, and the Red Weaver Girl was also misled by the rumors as the first type.

Fuling also hopes that it is the first type, if it is the second type, Ji Bumeng is this person...

The seal of Jizhi continued, and Ji Bumeng's face became more and more ugly, and finally he couldn't bear the pain in his meridians, and fell to the ground and curled up.

"No dream, don't continue anymore, stay in the picture scroll world, I can always be with you in the picture scroll world..." Seeing Ji Bumeng like this, Hong Zhinu felt very distressed, she wanted to climb to Ji Bumeng's side Go, but the spiritual power of the Buddha trapped her so tightly that she couldn't move.

"Aren't you giving up? Do you think Ji Bumeng has looked at you from beginning to end? He only thinks you are annoying, and that you stop him from going out." Lin Zhixing poked the spirit around Hongzhinu with his sword. Force wall, said sideways.

This wall of spiritual power seemed to be just a thin layer, and it didn't have much power, but not only Hong Zhinu couldn't break free, but his sword couldn't pierce it either.This young Buddha doesn't know how far he has cultivated.

"And what do you know? You took him out to kill him. Who can guarantee that Bumeng's lifespan will be more than a thousand years, and he will die if he goes out!" Hong Zhinu said angrily when she heard Lin Zhixing's understatement.

Lin Zhixing felt it was really harsh to hear Hong Zhinu say these stupid things. How could a majestic big demon cultivator just say something without thinking.

"Buddha, can you take back this spiritual power?" Lin Zhixing turned his head and motioned for Ji Zhi to take back the spiritual power wall that trapped Hong Zhinu.

(End of this chapter)