I really don't want to go undercover anymore

Chapter 214 Is The Donor Satisfied?

Lu Fang saw himself walking towards another monk.

Immediately shouted in the sea of ​​consciousness: "It's already knocked four sticks, you still want to knock? Forget it! I beg you!"

"What's the point? I don't want to hit a few sticks anymore, I won't be able to get out of this bad breath!"

"How did the monk offend you?"

"I don't know. When I saw these bald donkeys, I couldn't get angry!"

"Then, let's go outside and find the little monk to knock!"

"That won't work, they are not qualified, knocking them would be a disgrace to my status! Only these two bald donkeys are enough here!"

"This monk looks less talkative than the previous monk! If he makes a move, I will die!"

"Don't worry, a dog that bites usually won't bark!"

While speaking, Lu Fang saw a monk holding an eyebrow-level stick standing up in front of him.

"Amitabha!"

With one hand holding the eyebrow-level stick horizontally, in an attacking posture, with the other hand raised upright in front of his chest, he said coldly: "I don't know why the benefactor is angry at my Buddhist sect, but..."

"But your mother's leg!"

Before he finished speaking, he was knocked down by Lu Fang with a stick!
The pupils of the people present shrank suddenly!
When Lu Fang smashed Faming before, they hadn't seen anything yet.

After all, it's possible that Faming himself felt wronged, and he didn't dodge to get hit.

The monk who stood up and held the stick was different from Fa Ming. Although he didn't finish speaking, it could be seen that he was here to stop Lu Fang. Moreover, he had already revealed his weapon before speaking!

Although he didn't use his cultivation, Lu Fang didn't use his cultivation either!

The monk was knocked down with just one blow, what does that mean?
This shows that Lu Fang's physical strength, or stick skills, is more than a star and a half stronger than this monk!
Everyone asked themselves, if this stick was thrown at them, would they be able to resist or avoid it without using their cultivation?

Of course, Shi Yuan, who was knocked to the ground, felt Lu Fang's stick most clearly!
Seeing that Lu Fang also used a stick, he wanted to punish Lu Fang with the Buddhist stick method without using his cultivation.

But he didn't expect that before he could finish his sentence, he would hit his right ear with a stick, and he would fall to the ground suddenly!
What kind of stick method is this?
In this world, is there any more subtle stick technique than my Buddhism?
What puzzled him was that when Lu let go of his hand, he could see clearly, and he also caught the trajectory of the iron rod, and he obviously responded, but why was he still knocked down by a stick?

This stick didn't hurt Shi Yuan much.

But he, Shiyuan, is the head of the Discipline Academy of Jueyuan Temple, and among all the temples of Jueyuan Temple, he is the most good at the stick method!
To put it bluntly, even in the entire western Buddhist sect, there will never be more than one hand in the palm of his hand!
But at this time, in front of so many people, he was knocked down by this unknown person!
Immediately filled with embarrassment and anger, he got up from the ground with a flushed face, and was about to use his cultivation to attack Lu Fang!
"Shi Yuan! Don't stop!"

He calmed down when he heard the stern voice of Fahua, the abbot of Jueyuan Temple, coming from the bottom of his heart.

If he uses his cultivation here and attracts ghosts, not to mention that his Buddhist sect is likely to become the target of public criticism, and it is even more likely to disrupt their Buddhist sect's plan this time!

He glanced at Lu Fang resentfully, and sat back to his original position.

"Amitabha!"

Master Fahua of Jueyuan Temple, with a flash of enlightenment in his eyes, stood up and clasped his hands together, reciting the Buddha's name.

He also calmed down from his previous rage.

He naturally saw Lu Fang's blow to Shi Yuan very clearly, and it was precisely because of this that he understood why Fa Ming would rather take a few blows than hit Lu Fang.

It's not that Fa Ming didn't want to make a move, but that he couldn't resist without using his cultivation!
No wonder the Bodhisattva issued a decree to them before entering the secret realm——

During this trip to the secret realm, their Buddhism is very likely to encounter many tribulations, and all the tribulations are tests for them. Only after they survive these tribulations can they make further progress in the Dharma!
This is not long after entering the secret realm, is the tribulation coming?

Hehe, it's just a few blows in front of everyone, so what's the point of losing face?
It's just a skin!

He, Fa Ming, could hold back, so could he not be as good as Fa Ming?
After reciting the Buddha's name, Fahua then said to Lu Fang who came to him with a smile, "What is the almsgiver's intention? But he also needs to be hit with three sticks by the poor monk? If the benefactor can be relieved, the poor monk will accept it!"

Everyone was taken aback by his words!
Are these Buddhist monks all cheap?
It doesn't count if you are beaten, but you still have to greet him with a smile?

Lu Fang was also taken aback!
Wasn't this monk quite angry just now?
Why is it like a different person now?
I heard myself say: "Three sticks are not enough! I see that you are unhappy, so I will give you at least six sticks!"

Before Fahua could speak, the other monks around him glared and shouted:
"Why is the benefactor so ignorant?"

"Bullying me is too prosperous!"

"Do you really think that Fahua Temple is afraid of you?"

"Shut up!"

Fahua glared at them, clasped his hands again, and said solemnly: "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful! If you can eliminate the resentment in the donor's heart, talk about six sticks, even sixty sticks, even a poor monk can bear it!"

"Sixty sticks? Huh!"

"Lu Fang" smiled slightly, and continued: "That's what you said! Squat down, you are so tall, I can't jump up very well!"

"As the benefactor wishes, the benefactor just does what he wants!"

As soon as Fahua finished speaking with clasped hands, he sat down on the spot.

Lu Fang, um... To be precise, Tie Bang would not be polite to him.

Picking up the stick in his hand, he smashed it at Fahua's shiny head!

The sound of bang, bang, bang sounded one after another, and everyone was terrified when they heard it!

Even those black-robed men from the cult who hadn't paid much attention to this side looked over, and one of them said with a strange expression: "It's interesting!"

And Lin Wudi at the side had been dumbfounded for a long time!

When did these monks talk so easily?
Is this the same group of monks who saw other people got something good in the secret realm before, said that it was related to my Buddha, and then shamelessly snatched it?

He also saw some tricks in Lu Fang's stick technique, and knew that it was quite unusual.

However, no matter how unusual he is, he is only at the Golden Core stage!

Yes, you can't use your cultivation base here.

But how much physical strength can he have in his golden core stage without cultivation?
You send out a few monks at random, no matter how exquisite his stick technique is, can't he be dealt with?

He couldn't understand it.

It's fine if you don't join hands to clean up Lu Fang, and you can still sit upright and let him hit you on the head with a stick!
The great monk who had been beaten four times behind him was still saying: "There are not as many poor monks as Senior Brother Fahua!"

He even looked enviously at the monk who was being beaten!

It seems that they were beaten by Lu Fang, but they took advantage of it!
Are they crazy, or am I crazy?
Is this all an illusion?
Lin Wudi couldn't help pinching his thigh!
bang, bang, bang~
Soon, the sixty clubs were finished, and I looked at the monk with a big bag in front of me.

"Huh~ Cool!"

"Lu Fang" took a deep breath, put the iron stick on the ground, and continued to absorb the spiritual source.

At the same time, he said to Lu Fang in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Return the body to you, I can be regarded as giving this tone!"

Before Lu Fang could speak in the future, he immediately felt that his body belonged to him again!
"Is the donor still satisfied?"

Fahua, who was full of hair, smiled and looked at Lu Fang and said.

"Hey, this little bald donkey is really a scumbag! Boy, try hitting him a few times. I tell you, hitting their bald heads is the most comfortable thing. This kind of bang, bang, bang sound..."

Lu Fang would not pay attention to his agitation in his sea of ​​consciousness.

I was stunned for a moment, and said, "Man...cough, cough! I am satisfied, I will spare you today!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the monk to react, he quickly turned around, walked to the side of Lin Wudi who was stunned there, and hurriedly sent a voice transmission: "Uncle Master, take me out of here quickly!"

"Uh, good! Come with me!"

Lin Wudi was taken aback when he heard Lu Fang's voice transmission, then turned and walked in one direction, with Lu Fang following behind.

"I haven't sucked enough Lingyuan! Don't you want Lingyuan? I'll give you more!"

"Shut up! No matter how many spiritual sources there are, you have to die! I don't know what these monks misunderstood, but if they realize it, ten of them are not enough for them to kill!"

After a pause, he continued: "I don't care who you are, if you occupy my body without my consent next time, I will throw the iron rod away! Who cares what you are!"

"I can find you even if I throw away my father!"

"Then I'll melt the stick!"

"Let's not talk about whether you can melt, boy, even if you really can melt, I won't be affected!"

"Then I'll find a way to seal you!"

"You can find a way to seal Lao Tzu in a place where you don't shit? Go ahead and dream!"

"Then you are relying on me?"

"I think you are quite pleasing to the eye, and before I regained my memory, I was by your side!"

Lu Fang was surprised: "Have you lost your memory?"

"I don't remember anything from the past." In the words, he suddenly became a little lonely.

Lu Fang paused for a moment, and asked, "Uh, could you, could it be that you entered the secret realm to give birth to a spiritual weapon spirit?"

"Impossible! Although I can't remember the past, I know that I have existed for many years!"

"Many years? That's true. Although I don't know what other weapon spirits are like, how can there be one just born like you?"

After Lu Fang finished speaking, he said again: "Then do you remember your own name? I will find a way to help you ask, see if anyone has heard of you, maybe it can remind you of something!"

"Name? Yes! I am so powerful, I must have a name! Then what is my name? My name..."

After pausing for a long time, he roared in Lu Fang's sea of ​​consciousness: "Fucking bastard! Why can't I even remember my own name? What is my name?"

"Uh, don't worry, just think about it slowly if you can't remember it! Well...you are in the iron rod, or, or I will call you old iron first, do you think it will work?"

"Old iron? I am an iron stick? All right! Old iron is old iron!"

"Okay, old man, think about it quietly and see if you can think of something!"

After Lu Fang finished speaking, Tie Bang, oh no, Lao Tie stopped talking.

The communication within the sea is very fast, and Lu Fang has not taken a few steps at this time.

When the others saw him dragging the iron rod, they all moved back with wary eyes.

Passing in front of Zeng Zhengyang and the others, Zeng Zhengyang also looked at him with a strange expression, opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

At this time, a figure in the distance walked over quickly.

Lin Wudi was a little happy and said to Lu Fang: "This is Aoxue's father and the suzerain of my Yuntian Sect, Chen Zhengyuan!"

Chen Zhengyuan saw Lin Wudi from a distance, and when he saw him walking towards him, he immediately shouted: "Uncle Master!"

Just as Lu Fang was about to go forward to greet the ceremony, Lin Wudi noticed him, and said to him via voice transmission: "Don't meet the ceremony first, let's go out and talk about it!"

After being stunned for a while, Lu Fang replied via voice transmission: "It's still my master and uncle who is very considerate!"

Lin Wudi walked up to Chen Zhengyuan and said, "Zhengyuan, you came just in time, let me go out first with the old man!"

"go out?"

Chen Zhengyuan was stunned, and said: "Didn't Master Uncle say that there is a spiritual source here before, and let me adjust it after I come in?"

Lin Wudi glared at him, and said, "There's so much nonsense, just leave as soon as I tell you!"

Then strode out of the square and headed out of the city!

"Uh, okay!"

Chen Zhengyuan glanced at Lu Fang and asked, "Uncle Master, who is this senior?"

Of course, he could tell at a glance that Lu Fang was a Jindanqi cultivator, but how could Jindanqi come here?
Even he put in a lot of effort to come in, otherwise, he wouldn't have arrived just now.

Seeing that Lu Fang has been following Lin Wudi with a straight face, he thought that Lu Fang was Lin Wudi's friend and his friend, so he would never be wrong to call him senior.

Lu Fang couldn't help but smiled wryly in his heart again, but he also knew that it was not appropriate to speak at this time, so he smiled and nodded to him.

Lin Wudi said without turning his head: "Don't talk nonsense, go out first and then talk! Keep up!"

Leading Lu Fang and Chen Zhengyuan to turn left and right to avoid the patrolling ghosts on the street, passed through several streets, and came to a small alley. Looking back, Lin Wudi heaved a sigh of relief and said:
"No one should follow, Zheng Yuan, you should adjust your breathing here first, and we will leave the city later!"

After finishing speaking, he said to Lu Fang with some complaints: "The old man just made a plan to expose his cultivation and attract the ghosts in the city!"

"Exposing your cultivation?"

Chen Zhengyuan stared, but he knew what would happen if he exposed his cultivation in Wushuang City.

Before entering the secret realm, Lin Wudi repeatedly emphasized to him that if you want to survive, you must not expose your cultivation in this city!
Lu Fang also knew that he was safe for the time being, so he clasped his fists at Lin Wudi and said solemnly, "Thank you, Master Uncle!"

The fact that Lin Wudi could still come behind him after he knocked down the stick earlier showed that what he said was true.

If those monks really made things difficult for him before, he might really attract the ghosts in the city!

But if he did that, he would definitely become the target of public criticism!

It's not just Buddhism, I'm afraid that when the time comes, everyone on the field will turn against him!

This is not something anyone can do!
Besides, in the final analysis, he has nothing to do with Lin Wudi.

"Master Uncle?"

Chen Zhengyuan was taken aback again!
His Yuntianzong disciples who entered the secret realm, not to mention that he knows everyone very well, but at least they will feel familiar.

As for Lu Fang, who looked so unfamiliar, he certainly knew that he was not his disciple of Yuntianzong.

(End of this chapter)