Why do they always think that I am the hidden immortal emperor?

Some time after Ye Jiu left.

Li Er sat slumped in the chair and sighed.

Disappointed, he picked up the tray and wanted to send the sword back.

At this time, he suddenly felt his shoulder being tapped twice.

"Donor, can you show me this thing?"

Li Er was startled and didn't feel the person coming behind him at all.

At this time, there was a young and handsome monk with fair skin and a red spiritual line between his eyebrows.

Judging from his natural eyes, this monk did not have any fluctuations in spiritual power.

But the aura emanating from his body still made Li Er feel a sense of pilgrimage in his heart, and he even had the idea of ​​becoming a monk.

He quickly shook his head and swallowed, what happened today?

Why do the strong ones come one after another?Could it be that time has come? ?

"This great monk..."

"Just call me Quan Yi." Quan Yi, the ancient Buddhist immortal who woke up from Fo Zun Mountain in Zhongzhou, said with a smile.

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Ye Jiu came to the stall that usually sells vegetables. He planned to fry fried persimmons with eggs and fried bamboo shoots with meat.

The bamboo shoots in this season are very tender now. It would be a pity to wait until later if you don’t eat them.

But I don’t plan to buy bamboo shoots here.

There is a bamboo forest in Wuyoujing. If you count the days, new bamboo shoots have already grown there.

The aunt who was shopping for groceries burst into laughter when she saw Ye Jiu.

She has become somewhat familiar with Ye Jiu these few times she has been shopping for groceries.

No matter how much this aunt liked this handsome young man, she would have really wanted to give him her daughter as his wife if he hadn't had any daughters.

"Young man, you're here to buy vegetables again. These are our newly picked cucumbers. Why don't you buy some and mix them with cold dishes?"

"Is it fresh? Well, bring me two. Oh, by the way, there are also persimmons." Ye Jiu said with a smile. He didn't plan to make it into a cold dish. He went back to squeeze orange juice and drink it cold. Not bad.

The aunt's smile became even brighter. She picked out the best thing from the pile of vegetables and handed it to Ye Jiu. She was about to say something else, but suddenly she raised her head and looked behind Ye Jiu not far away and muttered:

"It's this monk again, so annoying."

Hearing what the aunt said, Ye Jiu turned around and saw a familiar fat monk walking to the middle of the vegetable market surrounded by many young monks with a smile and said:

"Dear donors, I feel that there are some vegetarian dishes here that are related to Buddhism. Please let us take them away, Amitabha~"

Chapter 132: The little monk is ridiculous

There was a lot of discussion in the vegetable market.

Regardless of what happened, these monks chanted Buddhist sutras over and over again while taking away the food from the vendors.

The vegetable sellers dare not speak out when they are angry, but these young monks are all cultivators of immortality.

Even the highest realm is only at the early stage of foundation building, which is not something ordinary mortals can resist.

The more Ye Jiu looked at that fat-headed and big-eared monk, the more familiar he looked.

After thinking about it for a moment, he finally remembered where he saw it.

Nammu Island.

After Ji Yuyou took him away from the worry-free realm, he was the first island he went to in order to get money, and he got a fruit there.

It seems that at that time, there was this monk.

He didn't pay attention to this guy's name.

I don’t know what the strength is.

But judging from the situation, even mortals have to rob fruits and vegetables.

Definitely not a good thing.

The monks plundered this place.

One of them squeezed next to Ye Jiu, clasped his hands together, and said to the vegetable seller:

"Amitabha, female donor, your carrot is destined to be my Buddha. Please let it return to the embrace of the Buddha so that it can enter reincarnation as soon as possible and escape the sea of ​​suffering."

After the monk finished speaking, he grabbed the carrot without changing his expression, regardless of whether the aunt agreed or not.

Auntie dares to be angry but dare not speak out.

The monk was about to withdraw his hand when he suddenly felt a huge force.

He screamed, and his wrists were clamped tightly.

The person who caught him was Ye Jiu.

At this moment, his eyes seemed to have a sharp cold light, and the vegetable seller couldn't help but swallow her saliva. This was the first time she saw Ye Jiu like this.

Compared with the gentle and handsome young man he usually was now, he was completely different.

"A monk who bullies people like this and teaches like this might be worse than a bandit."

The little monk was in great pain and kept howling, but soon the sound disappeared.

He fainted and fell to the ground, frothing at the mouth.

The screams attracted everyone's attention. The vendors in the vegetable market were very happy, but the great monk standing in the center was not so happy.

He walked forward angrily, clasping his hands together, and a plump Buddha statue appeared behind him.

"This benefactor, why did you hurt me, a monk from Randing Temple! I am Wukai from Randing Temple. If you have any questions, please argue with me!"

Wu Wu opened the state of Angry Buddha, and a burning Buddha statue with a frightening face appeared behind him.

The mortals were so frightened that they fled the scene.

Hide and observe secretly from a distance.

The grocery shopping aunt was worried about Ye Jiu's comfort and said in a trembling voice:

"Little brother, you'd better run away, I, we just lost a little food, it doesn't matter..."

Ye Jiu smiled and said nothing.

He walked straight towards Wu Wukai.

And Wu Wukai also gradually frowned.

He always felt that he had seen the man in front of him before.

As he kept reminiscing, he finally remembered what happened on Nanmu Island that day.

This man!Wasn't he the man who deposed the Seven Star Sect's Holy Son that day? !

Panic.

He was really panicked.

Even if some time had passed, the Saint Son of the Seven Star Sect was still stronger than him.

But even a person like that can't take care of himself after being beaten by the man in front of him. Then he can't be his opponent!

For a moment, the image of the Angry Buddha behind him suddenly changed color.

He was full of momentum, and his expression changed into the smile of Maitreya Buddha.

Wu Wukai bent down slightly and said with a smile:

"Misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding, Amitabha, donor, let's leave now."

The sudden change caught many people by surprise.

The aunt who bought vegetables opened her mouth wide. She didn't expect that the little brother who had been selling vegetables at his place could easily scare away such a terrifying monk.

"Little, little brother, you, are you also a monk?"

Ye Jiu smiled and nodded, without saying a word. Instead, he walked straight in front of Wu Wukai and stopped him who wanted to escape. He said calmly:

"Are you just planning to leave like this?"

Wu Wukai smiled awkwardly, rubbed his beads and said:

"Amitabha, is there anything else, donor?"

"Didn't you say that the food here is related to your Buddhism? Why don't you continue?" Ye Jiu raised a trace of ridicule at the corner of his mouth, without any disguise, making his disdain for Wu Kai clear.

Wu Wukai was a bit embarrassed, but knowing that he couldn't defeat this person, he narrowed his eyes and said with a smile:

"Amitabha, things that are destined will naturally come to my Buddhist door. We are just accelerating this process. Buddhist monks like us, as long as we reach the realm of golden elixir and condense the relics of the Buddha, we can stop eating. However, There are many suffering people in the world, and only those destined things that are eaten by the suffering people can escape from the sea of ​​suffering..."

He talked a lot, but Ye Jiu didn't listen to a word.

He stretched out his hand, grabbed the other person's face, and smashed it to the ground under Wu Wukai's shocked eyes.

With a bang, Wu Wukai's head was directly embedded in the ground.

Ye Jiu clapped his hands and asked the people around him for a piece of paper to wipe his hands with an indifferent expression.

This fat monk looks a little bit ineligible.

After picking up the vegetable bag from Auntie's stall, he turned around and left.

Just when everyone was stunned and the trivial monks hurriedly opened the stone to rescue Wu Wukai.

A calm and peaceful voice sounded from behind him.

"Fellow Daoist, good method."

The speaker was none other than the Buddhist Immortal Quangen who had just walked out of Li Er's Qiankun Hall.

When the monks saw him, they subconsciously knelt on the ground, clasped their hands together and began to chant Buddhist scriptures.

to be frank.

Quan Yi can really be regarded as the ancestor of Buddhism.

There were only four Buddhist immortals in ancient times, and among them was Amitabha, who is always called by Buddhist cultivators in the Eight Desolations Realm.

This shows how high the different seniority levels are.

He paid no attention to the monks.

He didn't even look at Wu Wukai who had been stepped on by him.

None of these people make sense.

At this moment, there was only Ye Jiu in his eyes.

As an ancient immortal, his warlike heart has gradually risen.

Although they have never met each other, no matter the sense of oppression that comes out inadvertently, and even if they are hidden, they can still sense the powerful power from the realm of chaos.

Quite excited.

This man is definitely an awakened ancient immortal like him!

Quan Yi must have woken up just to fight this man.

The red prayer beads in his hand broke off and floated beside him.

The powerful force caused the space near the beads to begin to twist and shatter.

Mortals can't see it, but there are a few monks in this vegetable market.

They see clearly.

There seemed to be a terrifying giant mouth beside Quan Qi, quietly waiting to devour the incoming opponent.

Ye Jiu looked at him calmly and said helplessly:

"Little monk, it seems that you are not with him. I don't want to hit you, so get out of the way."

"What if I say no?"

Quanyi was so excited that he felt every part of his body trembling.