Mysterious World Tour

Tan Mo didn't know what his senior brother's intention was in sending him out, but when he met the young monk following Jingshan, he instantly understood his senior brother's intention.

His senior brother asked him to slap him in the face to show off...

The young monk, accompanied by three monks, blocked the path of Tan Mo who was wandering around the county town. Then he looked at Tan Mo up and down. The young monk slowly clasped his hands together, lowered his head slightly and said: " Namo Amitabha, the poor monk Dharma, has met my junior brother.”

Tan Mo did not return the greeting. He shook his head slightly and said, "Lotus Monk is Xiao Monk's senior brother. Junior Monk and your master are equals. You should call Xiao Monk uncle."

Fase's expression suddenly stiffened, and his face became a little unsightly, but he still endured it, bowed again, and said, "My nephew, Fase, I have met my uncle."

"The young monk is not old. He is only eleven years old this year. It would be inappropriate for Senior Brother Fase to call him Uncle. After all, you and I are not in the same temple. How about this? How about we go our separate ways? Your master and "Senior Brother Xiaoseng is an equal, how about I become an equal to you too?" Tan Mo said with a dull look on his face, looking very serious.

Fa Se's expression froze again, and there was a hint of anger on his face, but he did not get angry, but sneered: "Okay! Very good! As expected of Master Lotus's junior brother, you little monk really has some abilities, at least with this mouth. He deserves a beating."

"Namo Amitabha, Senior Brother Fase, the world is so beautiful, but you are so irritable, so...not good, not good. What's more, Senior Brother Fase, you are still a monk, so you need to keep the warning of anger in your heart!"

Tan Mo clasped his hands together, his face expressionless, but his tone was extremely sincere.

Fa Se's face turned green and white in turns. He understood a little bit why his master had to suppress his anger again and again when facing the Lotus Monk. This monk from the Lotus Temple had a lot to say.

"Little bald donkey!" Fase couldn't help but curse.

When Tan Mo heard this, he was startled for a moment, then looked at him strangely and said, "You are also a monk. Isn't it a bit inappropriate to scold a bald donkey in front of a monk?"

"Your senior brother can scold you, but a poor monk can't scold you?" The angry Fa Se was a bit arrogant.

"You can scold, you can scold, of course Senior Brother Fase can scold you, but it's better not to let your master, Senior Brother Jingshan, hear these words. Otherwise, I will cause you a lot of trouble, Senior Brother Fase, at least give him a meal. It's indispensable. However, if you can't survive because of this, you can come to our Lotus Temple. The young monk feels that Brother Fase is very destined to my temple." Tan Mo said with a serious tone. Speaking of words that are not too serious.

Fase instantly clenched his hands into fists, and the anger in his eyes almost burst out. However, after he stared at Tan Mo for a moment, he suddenly laughed: "Thank you, uncle, for your teaching! Fase has been taught! Uncle, Fase has been practicing recently. I've encountered a bottleneck. I wonder if my uncle can give me some advice?"

After saying that, Fase punched out with a straight punch.

He said at the same time: "Uncle Master, the magical power and incantation in our temple is combined with martial arts. The poor monk's punch contains three incantations. I would like to ask Uncle Master to taste it."

As soon as the words fell, Fase's fist had already arrived in front of Tan Mo and slammed his fist into his face.

Does this mean that if you can't defeat him, you're going to beat him?

Tan Mo rolled his eyes in his heart, and then without any hesitation, he used his magical foot power and disappeared in place.

Fa Se, whose punch failed, couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Where is this little monk? Where did it go? Why did you suddenly disappear?

At this time, the three monks who came with Fase to block Tan Mo's path shouted: "Brother Fase, he is behind you, and that little monk is behind you!"

Fa Se turned around hurriedly, and then saw Tan Mo standing a hundred steps away with his hands clasped together, looking at him expressionlessly.

Fa Se took a deep breath, and the punch failed. The three spells that inspired his spiritual power were instantly dispersed. Not only did the spiritual power in his body suffer a large loss, but it also made him understand the relationship between himself and this little bald donkey. gap.

The gap between them is huge.

He couldn't help but think of his master Jingshan's evaluation of Lotus Temple.

This is a temple with extremely evil sects. However, any practitioner who has reached a certain level of cultivation will have inexplicable palpitations once they approach the Lotus Temple, and they will not dare to approach it. And if you have to get close, your body's instinct will urge you to leave quickly, as if you will be in disaster if you don't leave.

But in this temple, there are few real practitioners.

Except for the Lotus Monk, they are either miscellaneous fish in the Nine Profound Realm, or mortals who do not even have spiritual roots and bloodline and cannot practice cultivation.

Such a temple may not have a very famous name in the spiritual world, but it is enough to be feared.

Because this is a Buddhist temple full of ominousness and weirdness.

Fa Se looked at Tan Mo, and the anger in his heart was suppressed by him. He knew that he was no match, so of course he would not think about taking action against Tan Mo again.

It's not like he's out of his mind, insisting on hitting even though he knows he can't beat him.

If he really does this, I'm afraid his master will consider changing his mantle to another successor.

"Uncle Master has great magical powers, and my nephew admires me! For my uncle's teachings today, Dharma will definitely repay you in the future. I will thank you very much!" After Dharma finished speaking, he turned around and walked away without stopping for a step.

Seeing this, Tan Mo hurriedly called him and said, "Brother Fase, you are too polite. But if I don't accept it, it seems that I look down on you. How about this, where is the valuable gift? Brother Fase, take it out, I will take it away immediately. Don't bother your temple to send the valuable gift to me tomorrow. That would be too much trouble!"

Fase: "..."

Fellow monk A who came with Fase: "..."

Fellow monk B who came with Fase: "..."

Fellow monk C who came with Fase: "..."

Turning his head and looking at the three confused brothers, Fase was also a little confused, but he reacted quickly and didn't get angry. Instead, he said calmly: "This valuable gift is with my master. I wonder if you can go with me to get it?"

Tan Mo had a wooden face, but he secretly pouted in his heart. This monk named Fase was clearly retreating to advance, and wanted to scare him away with the name of his master.

But...

Tan Mo's mind moved, and he focused his thoughts. The pattern in his vision flashed.

Following Fa Se to see Jing Shan + asking Jing Shan for a thank-you gift, the success rate of being beaten up +100%.

I knew this bald donkey had bad intentions!

Tan Mo complained in his heart, and then changed his mind.

The pattern in his vision flashed again.

Shen Zu Tong + Di Wang Vajra Dharmakaya, the success rate of teasing the monks of Jing Shan's lineage and escaping unscathed +100%.

Seeing this, Tan Mo put his hands together and said, "Good."