This monk is a bit mean

In the southwest of Fulong Continent, there is a mountain range stretching for tens of thousands of miles.

Hundreds of mountain peaks are surrounded by misty clouds all year round.

A dilapidated Taoist temple is hidden here.

The Taoist temple is called Zixu Temple.

A new grave was added today in the mountain behind Zixu Temple.

There was a monk standing in front of the grave.

The monk's Buddhist name was Yunshu, and the person buried in the grave was his master.

Yunshu is twenty years old and has a handsome appearance.

He was complaining to the grave: "Old man, is this fun? Are you bored and burying yourself for fun?"

At this time, a living person's voice came out from the tomb, "I can't do anything about it. Isn't it another thousand years?"

There is a living person buried in the grave!

"Another thousand years? What does that mean? Explain it clearly!" Yun Shu asked in confusion.

"It's related to my cultivation method. I have to survive in this tomb every thousand years. If I leave, I will be struck to death by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder."

"Okay, then you can just eat dirt in there. I'm going down the mountain to return to secular life!"

After Yunshu finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

At this time, an anxious voice came from the tomb: "No, my dear disciple, what will I do if you leave? I am counting on you to rescue me."

"Busy!" Yun Shu continued to turn around.

"If you save me, I will tell you your life story!"

Yunshu didn't stop.

"When it's done, I'll let you return to secular life and find you a wife!"

Yunshu stopped, turned around and said, "Where is the hoe?"

"A hoe won't work. You need to go down the mountain and find seven things to help me set up the formation, and then you can rescue me."

"Go down the mountain?"

It has been three years since Yunshu traveled to this strange world, and his master has never let him leave the mountain.

It actually works today!

"Yes, let's go down the mountain. It can be considered as an experience."

A slow sound came from the grave.

"Where's the travel expenses?" Yun Shu said without moving, looking at the grave mound.

"Well, my dear disciple, you are a monk. When a monk goes out to gain experience, he needs to beg for alms..."

"Okay, okay, stop it. Just tell me you don't have the money, and I'll find a way to raise it myself!"

After saying this, Yunshu turned and left, heading towards Zixu Temple.

An anxious voice sounded from behind: "My dear disciple! You can't sell those fairy paintings in my room!"

……

To the northwest of Yunzhou City is the Shijue Desert.

A dark cloud in the sky pressed down towards the earth, and the entire day became as dark as night.

A sandstorm is coming in the Shijue Desert.

Ma San, Ma Si and Ma Wu, the three brothers were riding their horses at full speed in the desert.

They are the most notorious group of horse bandits in the Ten Absolute Desert.

Just closed a big deal.

Each man had a large sack placed across his horse's back.

It is impossible to tell what is inside.

"Old Four, Old Five, there is a dilapidated temple ahead. Let's go in and hide until the sandstorm passes."

The leader Ma San spoke.

"Okay, I'll listen to Third Brother."

Soon, the three of them entered the dilapidated temple that Ma San mentioned.

They threw the sack in their hands to the ground and found a place to sit down.

"Amitabha, three donors, I... bah, bah, bah, I have been waiting for you three for a long time."

A clear voice came from the shadow of the ruined temple.

"who?"

Ma San, Ma Si and Ma Wu jumped up in shock.

Swish! The three men drew their swords at the same time and looked towards the shadows.

Then, the three of them quietly stood in an arc, faintly forming a horn.

It was clear at first glance that they had extensive experience in cooperative combat.

"Da da da da." A little monk in a tattered shani robe walked out from behind the Buddha statue at the innermost part of the dilapidated temple, beating a wooden fish.

He has a handsome face, a slender figure, and a faint smile on his face.

It was none other than Yun Shu who had left Zixu Temple and gone down the mountain to gain experience.

Yunshu glanced at the sabers in the hands of the three men.

He said nothing, continued to beat the wooden fish, and slowly walked to the entrance of the dilapidated temple.

Under the watchful eyes of the three horse bandits, Yunshu slowly put down the wooden fish, closed the door of the dilapidated temple, and bolted it.

Then he turned around, put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I am sorry, sorry, three donors, you are surrounded by me."

"I'll strike!" Ma Wu, a burly and strong man with an impatient temper, raised his saber suddenly and was ready to start fighting.

Yun Shu shook his head at him and said, "You big fool, why are you so anxious... Bah, bah, bah, Amitabha, it's a sin, it's a sin, monks should not use foul language."

"Who are you?" the older Ma San asked sinisterly.

"My name is Yunshu. My three benefactors, the sea of ​​bandits is endless. It is never too late to turn back. Put down your butcher knives and surrender!"

After Yunshu answered, she continued to flirt with the silly Ma Wu in provocation.

"Go! Kill him!" Ma San didn't waste any words. He called Ma Si and Ma Wu to go forward, while he followed behind to fight.

This is the usual fighting method of the three of them. Horse Four and Horse Five are brave and take the initiative.

The vicious Ma San watched the flaws from the side and looked for the right opportunity to strike back.

Ma Si and Ma Wu attacked at the same time, heading straight for the monk's forehead.

There's nothing I can do because it's the brightest there.

"Bang, bang!" With two sounds, the sharp saber hit Yunshu's head, just like hitting an iron plate.

At the same time, a powerful rebound force was transmitted along the blade towards Ma Si and Ma Wu.

The sabers in the hands of the two men fell to the ground.

This scene stunned Ma San, who was fighting nearby.

He held the saber in his hand and asked in surprise: "The 72 Shaolin Kung Fu skills? The Golden Bell Cover? The Iron Shirt?"

"Amitabha, that's about it, why don't you come up? Come on, come up and chop me up!"

Yunshu looked at Ma San, hooked his little finger and said.

Provoked, Ma San was extremely angry and used his powerful move to chop Huashan directly on Yunshu's bright forehead.

There was also the same "bang" sound.

The scimitar in Ma San's hand fell to the ground, and the half of his body holding the knife was also numb.

He looked gloomy.

This harmless little monk in front of me is actually unfathomable.

What he is practicing is definitely not an ordinary diamond shield and iron cloth shirt.

Ma San could feel that the recoil force just now was three times more than the force of his sword.

Having a premonition that he would fail today, he quickly winked at Ma Si and Ma Wu.

The three of them gathered.

Ma San whispered: "This guy is very tough! We can't take the goods. Escaping is the most important thing. You all have to listen to me in a while. Lao Si, you do this..., Lao Wu, you do this..."

After giving the two instructions, Ma San looked up at Yun Shu and said, "Young Master, please forgive us if you can. If you let us go, all the goods on the ground will be yours!"

Yunshu looked at the three bags of goods on the ground and shook his head.

He smiled and said, "Oh, it's not about money."

"One month ago, you massacred 32 members of the Ren family in Yunzhou City. If I let you go, the Buddha will castrate me."

"Of course, I really need the 10,000 taels of silver that Yunzhou City offered for you." Yun Shu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"Go to hell!" Ma San shouted, raised his right hand, pointed his sleeve at Yun Shu's face, and hundreds of silver needles shining with green light shot out from his sleeves.

At the same time, the strong Ma Wu rolled to Yun Shu's legs and hugged his legs tightly, preventing him from moving at all.

Ma Si also reacted quickly, almost at the same time as Ma San, and opened his hand to sprinkle a handful of white unknown powder on Yun Shu's face.

Yun Shu's face changed and he shouted, "Fuck! It's poisonous!"