Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

When the tiger landed, the bluestone beneath its feet cracked open with a snap, the chaotic patterns spreading more than half a zhang (approximately 3.3 meters) away.

He stood firmly on his feet, his handsome face displaying a seriousness that belied his age.

"Dear benefactors, do you know that among all sins, killing is the most serious? Among all merits, not killing is the foremost?"

Today we fight each other, committing acts of killing that will surely lead to rebirth in a lower realm. Why waste a moment of greed on endless sins?

The henchmen, who had been shaken to the point of staggering by the strong wind, finally came to their senses.

Mou Shaoyue's gaze swept back and forth between Hu Si and the old monk, her mind racing.

This little monk is only sixteen or seventeen years old. He just knocked back dozens of people with one punch, and the stone beneath his feet cracked with half a foot of random lines. This kind of divine power is definitely not something a human can have!

It must have been the old monk secretly helping, just like the "Golden Bell Shield" from before, using his hand to exert force.

Yes, that must be it.

"Brothers, this little bald monk looks powerful, but actually that old monk used some kind of magic behind the scenes!"

The old man said he wouldn't kill any living beings, so let's deal with this little one first. Without a pretext, how will he manage things?

"Second-in-command is right! No wonder this brat suddenly became so fierce! It turns out it was that old bald monk who was behind it!"

"Damn it, I only believe in quick kills and easy money. What endless sins? Let's all kill him!"

The henchmen cursed angrily, and more than a dozen steel knives slashed at the tiger-like beast.

The tiger-like beast did not dodge, but simply clasped its hands together:

"This humble monk accepts the blow from the benefactors and settles the karma of today. If I retaliate in the future, it will not be considered creating karma."

"Show-off, you son of a bitch..."

A dozen knives slashed at him simultaneously, and the henchmen were overjoyed, thinking that this would surely dismember him.

But all that could be heard was a crisp "clang," and sparks flew everywhere.

The little monk didn't even leave a white mark on his body; instead, he shocked everyone so much that their hands went numb and their swords were dulled from the blows.

Xie Xiaoyi was secretly surprised.

This is--

Peak of the Ninth Rank, Vajra Saintly Realm?

I go!

I never imagined that this little monk, who is even younger than me, would possess such cultivation.

Compared to this, my fifth-grade cultivation level is still far from sufficient!

The henchmen, who had never seen anything like it before, rushed forward with bloodshot eyes, ready to finish off the enemy.

The tiger-like beast muttered to itself, "Cause and effect are cleared! Even Buddhist disciples have moments of fierce anger!"

bang bang bang-

In the blink of an eye, the twenty or thirty henchmen who rushed at them were all sent flying into the air.

Then they crashed to the ground with a series of thuds, some with broken arms, some with broken legs, and some even coughed up blood and died on the spot.

The third leader, Zhao Gui, was green with envy. Taking advantage of Hu Si's back being turned to him, he grabbed his double-bladed axe and chopped down hard on Hu Si's back with all his might.

With a "clang," the axe blade barely touched Hu Si's monk's robe, as if it had struck a copper wall or iron barrier, causing his tiger's mouth to split open again.

Before Zhao Gui could even cry out in surprise, the little monk Hu Si suddenly turned around.

"My benefactor! The Buddha also said, 'If you don't go to hell, who will?'"

He raised his hand and punched Zhao Gui squarely in the face.

With a loud "bang," Lei Pifu's head exploded like a watermelon that had been smashed on the ground.

The leader, Han Tianlei, and the second leader, Mou Shaoyue, were so frightened that they dared not continue the fight.

Han Tianlei hoisted the subdued Lin Sanniang onto his shoulder and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Business is bad, pack up and run!"

The henchmen scrambled and stumbled after him, fleeing for their lives.

Zhao Hang and Liu Heng collapsed to the ground, trembling with anxiety, and could only watch helplessly as Lin San Niang was carried away by Han Tian Lei.

The old monk slowly walked forward, looked at the mess on the ground, sighed, and said softly to the retreating figures:

"The old monk just said that using the Great Golden Bell Shield was to save your lives, and this is true."

When my disciple gets angry, even this old monk can't stop him or help him.

At this moment, Han Tianlei carried Lin Sanniang further and further away.

The bodyguards panicked: "It's over! Bodyguard Leader Lin has been captured by the thieves! What are we going to do?"

They all sighed and looked desperate; some were injured, some were crippled, and they were powerless to catch up.

They knew in their hearts that even if they caught up, they would be no match for the other side.

If we hadn't been fortunate enough to meet these two divine monks today, we might have already perished here.

Just then, a clear voice rang out: "Don't worry, I'll go and rescue your head镖师 (bodyguard/escort).

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Xie Xiaoyi, who had been standing in the shadows, slowly walk out.

"Don't worry, I'll be right back."

Xie Xiaoyi swayed, displaying the lightness skill of Yan Fanyun, his feet seemingly treading on invisible clouds.

He transformed into a blur, and with a "whoosh," he swept off after the thief.

The bodyguards were stunned and it took them a long time to come to their senses.

"So this guy is no ordinary person either; he's a master!"

On the other side, Hu Si looked at the corpses scattered on the ground, his little face full of confusion, and raised his hand to shake off the brain matter stuck to his hand.

"Master, I've smashed someone's head again. I've killed many more lives."

Everyone thought that since Buddhism has always prohibited killing, this high monk must be furious and rebuke the young monk.

or?

Speak up for the little monk and plead for him; after all, he saved everyone.

At this moment, the old monk had walked up to the young tiger-rhinoceros monk and patted him on the head:

"It's alright. The precepts of Buddhism are against killing without cause and against having any intention to kill."

These people wielded sharp weapons and committed numerous evil deeds.

You are killing evil, not life.

This is killing one person to save a hundred; it is great compassion.

Upon hearing this, everyone was instantly stunned.

......

As dusk settled, the last rays of the setting sun disappeared into the dense forests of Wenshan.

Using his Yan Fanyun light-footed skill, Xie Xiaoyi tiptoed along the branches of the trees in the forest, silently heading towards Wenshan Village.

Before long, the firelight of a village came into view.

Xie Xiaoyi touched the "Viewing the Vast Ocean" logo on his back and thought to himself.

Although I have a fifth-grade cultivation level, judging from the size of Wenshan stronghold, there must be at least several hundred bandits.

If they really try to force their way through, even if they manage to carve out a bloody path, they will inevitably end up with both sides suffering heavy losses, not to mention the possibility of rescuing Lin San Niang.

"No rush."

Xie Xiaoyi chuckled softly, leaped onto an old tree, and looked toward the faintly visible stockade wall and torches in the distance.

He simply sat down cross-legged, took out a piece of water chestnut cake from his backpack and chewed it slowly, patiently waiting for the night to completely soak into the mountains and forests.

......

The moon is high in the sky, and the mountain breeze is getting cooler.

Xie Xiaoyi moved swiftly, like a wisp of green smoke, and silently slipped into the shadows of the Wenshan Dazhai wall.

The village was brightly lit, and the aroma of wine and meat mixed with the stench of sweat filled the air.

The sounds of drinking games, guessing games, laughter, and banter drifted from the direction of the Hall of Gathering Righteousness.

The clinking of wine bowls created a chaotic scene, clearly indicating that the bandits were enjoying their drink.