Taoist chanting

Chapter 432 Watching the Lord, You Are Not Right

Numerous attacks that are no longer reserved, magic tools, talismans, spells, etc. are like bursting fireworks, seductive and deadly, swarming towards them.

There was a hint of helplessness on the young monk's simple face, and the little bull-nosed Taoist priest in the distance refused to help him, and had to force him to break the big precept... Sin, sin, the little monk committed anger and lying again.

With the wooden mallet hammer in his left hand, he tapped lightly on the ordinary wooden fish floating in front of him.

"Boom", the sound is not loud, but it is clearly audible among the many roars.

This blow seemed to hit the bottom of people's hearts, and even Zhang Wenfeng, who was turning in the air more than ten miles away, was affected. He turned his head and saw a white light blooming from the colorful mountain top, which was very dazzling.

There seems to be thunder rolling and cheering in the sky, ethereal, majestic and dull.

All the attacks were bounced back by the spreading white light, and they were doubled back to the bandits.

How ruthless the attack is, and how heavy the attack will be.

Many bandits who had been dealing with the entangled monk for more than two months, some were at a loss and stunned, some reacted very quickly, and desperately activated the magic weapon to escape down the mountain, just wanting to leave Stay away from the monk.

You can't fly into the air to escape for your life. Under such power, there will be no bones left.

Who would have expected that the monk who was beaten and fled in embarrassment by them every time was such a powerful master?
Their leader, the "Green Bamboo Mountain God" who lives in Yu'aoling, said personally that although the monk has a second-level late-stage cultivation, he is not good at fighting. Ambush the monk.

The violent wind swept across, the light splashed randomly, "bang bang bang bang", amidst the screams, each figure was swept and torn to pieces and fell in all directions, without any resistance, fragments of limbs and blood were scattered like rain.

In the blink of an eye, there was no one standing on the hill that had been besieged bustlingly just now, except for the monk whose white light faded and exposed, his bald head was shining brightly, as if adding a ray of light to the world.

"Sins, sins, this little monk had to use the magical powers of the Buddha in order to protect himself, please forgive the crime of killing...Namo Amitabha!"

The young monk looked bitter and looked at the bloody mess all over the mountain. He dropped the wooden hammer and the saber in his hand, clasped his hands together, and babbled towards the west to ask the Buddha for forgiveness.

Alas, it is so difficult to put down the butcher's knife to save the suffering!

A group of idiots spoiled his mood, his face twisted suddenly in pain, his brows twitched, and he tried his best to suppress the killing thoughts in his heart.

Years of hard work came to naught, the veins in the palms of the monk Heshi's chest exploded, and his breath fluctuated.

The trap that restrained him no longer existed, and the trees and bushes on the top of the mountain, as well as the rocks protruding from the ground, were all shattered. This was the result of the monk's control and did not explode the Buddha treasure with all his strength.

Several bandits with a second-level cultivation base who saw the opportunity early escaped with serious injuries.

They rolled down to the bottom of the mountain and lay there, not daring to move. Feeling the violent breath on the mountain, they were terrified, and each and every one of them cursed their leader from the bottom of their hearts.

Gou Ri deliberately framed them, right?

It's a miracle that such a powerful guy, they have provoked again and again, can survive till now.

Zhang Wenfeng looked coldly at the sudden change on the hilltop in the distance. He didn't have any thoughts, and he also saw the crisis facing the monk, which seemed to be on the verge of life and death.

He guessed that the monk had been holding back and hadn't killed him. Now that he caused such a large casualty, he must have broken some kind of "heart ring" and caused a backlash. He didn't intend to help, and he didn't know how to save the monk who was about to go mad.

What does other family's business have to do with him?
The life and death of the monk has nothing to do with him. Even the spy Fan Chongfeng, who was lying at the bottom of the mountain with serious injuries and blood on his face, had no intention of reaching out to rescue him.

Even, he didn't even plan to watch the excitement, and said to the donkey who was watching with relish: "Let's go!"

The donkey was very surprised, and shouted: "Monastery Lord, you...shall we kill those bandits?"

It is not a mind-cultivating school. It didn't see the crisis of the monk. It only thought that the monk was forced to kill too many people at once, and his face was distorted in guilt.

In its mind, the monk represented the righteous side, and those who besieged were naturally bad guys and bandits.

To eliminate the bandits is to act chivalrously, and the old cripple told him to eliminate all evil.

No matter how many gangsters are killed, it will not affect the donkey.

Zhang Wenfeng stood still in the air and asked calmly, "Who is the bandit and who is the good? How do you judge?"

The spy Fan Chongfeng lurks bandits in the wild, and he must have done a lot of bad things in the same gang, but can he be said to be a villain and a bandit?Isn't it for the sake of righteousness to bear the burden of humiliation?
For the Da'an Dynasty, what Fan Chongfeng did was good.

What about the evil he did?
The donkey almost scratched its head, if it had hands, why would the temple master be confused?

Isn't this obvious, with eyes, one can tell that the guys who clamored to besiege earlier are a group of gangsters, and the monk who has been ruthless is called kindness, and judgment is still required?
Even the three little spirits lying in the gaps between the leaves of the vines were dissatisfied with the priest's statement.

"Monks are good guys, those guys are bad guys!"

Lu Xin'er couldn't understand the donkey's words, but she understood the donkey's meaning. After getting along for a long time, she could communicate with the donkey through movements and eyes. She supported the donkey's opinion in a low voice.

The other two little spirits quickly nodded in agreement.

At this moment, several streaks of emerald green light protruded from the top of the mountain in four directions, piercing fiercely at the trembling monk.

Amidst the screaming sound, dust rose up, and the murderous intent was violent.

The donkey yelled: "I'll help the monk!"

It has a problem with the temple master. The temple master has been sitting on the tree and practicing for almost two months. Could it be that there is something wrong with his brain?

The problem was discovered yesterday. It took the temple master a whole night to calm down, but now his thoughts are not right.

It also understands being alone, but it goes against its principles.

Even though the distant water cannot save the nearby fire, the donkey decided to help the monk instead of standing by and watching.

It still can't sit idly by!
Zhang Wenfeng didn't care, and he didn't object. He followed the anxious donkey. He was worried about the safety of the three little spirits on the donkey's back. .

The monk was quite embarrassed, and waved his sleeves to beat the green cold light that came from him.

At this moment, his hands were empty and his whole body was weak, he quickly reached out to grab the hammer and the saber that had rolled to the ground a few feet away.

The green light flashed repeatedly, sweeping away the monk's hammer and Jiedao ahead of time.

Countless roots rushed towards the monk like a huge net from all directions, from the ground and the sky, only a small area under his feet did not have any ferocious roots like living things.

The monk's face was red like blood, and his eyeballs were also red. He stared at a place on the mountain and shouted:

"Broken bamboo head, you are courting death!"

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(End of this chapter)