my past life simulator

Chapter 509 508 [After all, Mahayana Buddha carried everything alone]

There is no reason, just when the Mahayana Buddha was full of sorrow and felt that the fate in the dark was playing with him.Suddenly, Fu Ling's heart came to him, and a thing similar to the method of disintegrating the demons in martial arts novels was instilled in his mind.

Therefore, he chose to activate without hesitation, even if his vitality was seriously injured, he didn't care.Directly engulfing Hu Ling and Possessing Gui, the two loyal subordinates escaped with an unstoppable posture.

It doesn't matter who helps.The important thing is to survive and not fall into the hands of the iron rod monk, let alone be handed over to Rinpoche.

"Wait, wait for me. I will definitely come back. When the time comes, I will die."

When the golden meteor disappeared into the skyline, a resentful resentment was heard and heard by everyone.

He Zhao looked up at this scene, and for some reason, a wolf that could be called a universe-level inventor but couldn't catch any sheep appeared in his mind.

At this time, there are only three humans left in the field, and the two thoughts of good and evil that were differentiated when the legendary ancestor macaque on the plateau passed away.

The white Ye Di looked at the black-haired savage, his eyes gradually became unkind, ready to move.

As long as the latter can defeat the former, they will definitely not sneak around and sabotage all the time, and choose to be tough from the front.

In the next second, before the savage escaped, Yedi jumped on him, jumped on his deadly opponent, rode on the opponent's body, raised his huge fist, and rained down on Evil Nian.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Every punch was made with all the strength, and the ground under his feet was pounded with a rumbling sound, and there were violent shocks from time to time.

Seeing the two fighting, the two monks did not move forward to stop or help either party.

Instead, he gently inserted the iron rod into the ground, stretched out his hand and lifted the hem of the monk's robe, knelt down, and respectfully kowtowed a few times.Obviously, the two knew the legend of the macaque and agreed with it from the bottom of their hearts, otherwise how could they not help each other.

"Benefactor, do you want to go back to the temple with us and have a good check on the injury?"

Ruthless Zhao rolled his eyes at the monk's question.

Brother, when you are talking, can you put down the big iron stick for a while.I suspect that if you threaten me, if you say no, you will be slapped in the face?

"Ok."

Monk Tie Bang's question was exactly what he wanted.

What is the reason for working so hard to travel back to 300 years ago?

Is it just pure revenge on the Mahayana Buddha?

That's right, his desire for revenge is indeed strong, and his heart is small, but it is not so strong or small.

The real purpose is to target the Bufa Temple.

With the idea of ​​finding a way to get in, learn some real things.In other words, I learned something that a five-year advanced student would not be able to learn.

No one thinks that the Bufa Temple will pass on branches to all the masters, and it will not hide any secrets, right?
Just kidding, the status of the same sect is high and low, and the skills learned are very different.

What's more, just a stinky foreigner who came here to study and play autumn wind!

He, the Wang family branch in Shangyang City, is a stinky beggar to others.After all, according to what Zhang Yue said, he would at least be a mage after five years of return. During this period, he would have the opportunity to obtain the so-called inheritance-level tricks, which would have a direct conflict of interest with the people inside the temple.

And once he becomes an insider of Bufa Temple, if he shows a little bit of talent, he will not be able to cultivate him vigorously.Suddenly, it is not impossible to learn any mudra if you want to learn any mudra, and even get a higher, stronger, and more ferocious trick.

"Let's go." The two monks carried the iron rod on their shoulders and patted him on the shoulder.Prepare to go on the road, return to Bufa Temple as soon as possible, and report to the Rinpoche of the temple about the son of the witch.

Then, it is estimated that the monks and monks on the entire plateau will take action to carry out an unprecedented large-scale siege.Anyway, before the Mahayana Buddha is fully recovered, the mouse must be samadhi.

"What about the two of them?"

He Zhao pointed to the two thoughts of good and evil who were unilaterally beating and being beaten.

"It's nothing, Ernian has been fighting for thousands of years, and neither of them can kill the other. Otherwise, how could their legends have been passed down for thousands of years?"

Good guy, co-author Yedi and wildlings are unkillable existences.

"It's not that there were no reckless monks who killed them before, but they would reappear after a while. In addition, it was our ancestors' good and evil thoughts, so we simply ignored them."

The ruthless Zhao rolled his eyes again, these words were purely to put gold on his face.Don't you want to control it, obviously you can't control it, your mouth is really hard.

The two monks ignored his gaze, turned around and walked in the direction they came from.

"?"

No, the two of you can fly, so why go to Bufa Temple on your legs.

As if it had been expected, one of the monks spoke without looking back.

"Our monk's robe is a magic weapon, which can help people fly for a short time, but it needs a buffer time. Frequent use will greatly shorten the life of the monk's robe.

Moreover, the materials used for each monk robe are extremely expensive.Only use it unless absolutely necessary.Otherwise, when patrolling the plateau, under normal circumstances, all rely on the legs to walk.

Most importantly, in case of damage.We can only wait for the next year to receive new monk robes and magical artifacts from the elders.the rest of the time."

I didn't go on to say the rest of the words, but I can figure out what to say next with my toes.

For the rest of the time, I can only stand aside and watch other monks pretend to be aggressive!

Oh no.

It should be called - Appearing in front of people.

Seeing other people show their holiness is the same pain as seeing others make money. Can you save as much as possible?

"."

So, are the Buddha's light all over the sky and the sound of chanting sutras coming from the monk's robe?
Niu wow, you really don't let go of any opportunity for someone to appear in front of you.

It comes with special effects, BGM, and a flying magic weapon. If the cost is too cheap, I'm afraid it won't be flying around with special effects and BGM every day.

Expenditure alone is the biggest problem.

The Bufa Temple has made the cost so high and restricted the monks to one routine per year.

"Boy, be prepared to suffer. According to the position at this time, with the strength of the two of us, it will take at least three days to walk. But don't let it go, and you will be tired halfway."

"?"

The famous ruthless man looked at their muscular bodies and walking speed.I dare not say that I can walk a thousand miles in one day, but I can walk five hundred miles.

Three days, fifteen hundred miles!
It is too difficult to be a reconciliation for patrolling the plateau every day without even a tent.

In the blink of an eye, a day has passed.

At night, the bonfire was blazing, and a protected animal that had been placed for hundreds of years was being scorched by the flames.

Not to mention anything else, after being released for more than 300 years, at least ten years of imprisonment will not escape, and it can be called a beast in prison.

Unfortunately, more than 300 years ago, there was no concept of animal protection.

As long as you can beat it, you can eat whatever you want.

"Eat."

A monk with an iron rod tore off a leg of lamb and handed it to He Zhao, who took it with his hand and opened his mouth to bite.

How to say, the taste is so-so, a bit salty at best, but the taste is quite good.What's more, it is already a good thing to be able to eat a hot meal in the wilderness, don't expect anything else.

"Have a good night's sleep after eating, and the two of us will take turns keeping vigil at night."

A meal is spent in silence.

Around midnight, the two monks exchanged vigil.

On the other side, the famous ruthless man lying on his back pricked up his ears.

There is an old saying again?

Harmfulness is not allowed, and defensiveness is indispensable.

Monk Tie Bang's duties belonged to his duties, but he was too friendly and harmonious to a stranger like him.

Is there a possibility that the monks on the plateau are indeed eminent monks?
Don't make trouble, more than 300 years ago, the status of monks could not be said to be supreme, but they could ride on the heads of nobles and leaders.Especially monks who can be called monks, they are guests everywhere, and no one disrespects them.

Such a person, why should he be warm-hearted to a foreigner?
Unless there is a conspiracy, or just find a crowd gathering place, just throw people away and it will be over.

No need, take it away with great effort, and have to take care of it along the way.

"@#￥%...&*@#￥!%"

".&...%*￥%#%#￥@#￥@"

The two communicated in plateau language for about ten minutes before returning to silence.Basically, Ruthless Zhao can probably be sure that the two iron monks have other plans for him.

It is no problem for them to communicate in plateau language, because they are originally monks on the plateau.Before, speaking the Central Plains Mandarin with him was only because he didn't understand the local language.

But the problem is that during the exchange, no less than a dozen times they looked at him, which proved that the two were talking about him.In the gaze that I felt, although there was no fierce malice, there was an unstoppable heat.

A man looked at another man with burning eyes.

In addition to greedy people's bodies, the plot may be even bigger.

Obviously, the one surnamed He is not so narcissistic that his face can capture the "heart" of a man.

'In three days, there are two more days to run around at any time, don't panic. '

The next day, the sun rose and the three of them set out on the road together.

At noon, we passed a small town.

The two monks took him in to replenish some daily necessities such as salt.

Of course, the two of them are not completely human beings, but their living habits all the year round lead them to live like normal people most of the time, and they will never violate it.

During the period, while someone was waiting, he used the head of the Mahayana Buddha to drive a bloody shadow to possess a local.

"@!#@￥#%￥...&...*"

The man was chatting with his companion, and the two seemed to be arguing about something.

After a while, his spirit returned to his body.

Some basic plateau language, almost figured out.

Drive the possessed trick a few times, and you must be able to thoroughly learn this language.

After half an hour, the two monks returned to the stall.

Seeing this, everyone around hurriedly stood up and saluted.

The status of a monk is as big as the sky here.

The next day, in the wee hours of the morning.

The two iron monks held a handover vigil again.

"Brother, is he really as amazing as you said? I always feel a bit far-fetched. The two of us have been touring the plateau for ten years. We haven't seen any strange things, but isn't immortality a bit exaggerated?"

"You, you, ignorant and incompetent, are tailor-made for you. Do you remember, when the two of us rushed to the scene, a large piece of ground under that kid was completely stained red with blood?

Judging from the scope and color, there are at least five or six people bleeding.However, this person could not die and was still alive and kicking.In addition, the pile of strange tools was covered with minced flesh, bone, and blood.

Look at the witch's son, before being attacked by our two brothers, his whole body was intact.Therefore, the only explanation is that the Central Plains man has a special physique.

If I can hand him over to Rinpoche or Bechava, maybe I can research something, which will be of great help to my Bufa Monastery.Even if you can't research it, it doesn't matter, anyway, it's a matter of hand. "

"Why can't you accept him as a disciple? Didn't you say that he has a special physique?"

Before finishing speaking, the second child was interrupted by the eldest brother.

"Is it necessary? How many people break their heads every year and want to join the monks of my Bufa Temple? We can't persuade them to quit, and he is a boy with a special physique.

What's more, he is an adult and has his own thoughts. Who can guarantee that one day he will not be sentenced to a temple.Unless it is a baby, the elders in the temple will never consider entering the gate wall. "

After saying that, the second child's voice sounded again.

"Don't we accept a batch of family branches who come to study every five years?"

"You don't really think that it's all good stuff to pass on to the people in the family branch, do you? Patroling the plateau has broken your mind.

fart!It's all superficial, it seems to be high-tech, but in fact it's something that has come to an end, or has entered a dead end.To go further, it is more difficult than completely eradicating the witch.

Remember, the disciples we choose are all infants.You are, I am, Masters are, Elders are, never ever never change. "

Hearing these words, Ruthless Zhao's heart was cold. The Bufa Temple was similar to what he had guessed, and the things they brought out were all fooling people.Of course, even things that fool people are still countless times better than things that are handed down from the family branch.

'Ugh! '

With a sigh in my heart, let's slip away first.

Then, consider how to steal the teacher.

"Chucky-"

In an instant, he fled into the ground suddenly.

"???"

"!!!"

The two brothers who were chatting felt his actions and couldn't help being surprised.

"not good."

The eldest brother monk picked up the iron stick inserted next to him, aimed at the sleeping position surnamed He just now, and slammed it down hard.

"boom--"

A rock-shattering explosion exploded, and the earth collapsed inch by inch in an instant.

At the same time, an extremely scorching breath penetrated deep into the ground.

The famous ruthless man who was walking in hiding and wanted to escape was naturally prepared.

Almost at the moment when he got into the ground, a layer of emerald green cassock covered his whole body.

"Crack-"

In less than a second, the majestic heat bombarded and shattered the disaster relief seal on the spot.

But his movements didn't stop at all.

With a chirp, he fled into the distance.

"Huh? Strange!"

The two monks looked at the crater on the ground, their brows clustered involuntarily.

A stick didn't beat the person to lie down, and the person slipped away in the end.

On the other side, in a hidden place, a golden skeleton trembled violently, the bones on the back were shattered, and dense cracks appeared.

"what--"

(End of this chapter)