85. The Little Monk Nodded.

Remember it in one second↘End^ this.神^站.First release↘Mobile phone users enter the address: m.xinwanben.coΜ

Once upon a time there was a mountain.

It's called Lotus Mountain.

Once upon a time there was a temple.

It's called Lotus Temple.

There is an old monk and a young monk in the temple.

The old monk said to the young monk: "Yundan, do you like our temple?"

"I kind of like it, a little bit I don't like it."

"why?"

“I like it when I have less homework, but I don’t like it when I have a lot of homework.

"Haha, Master too."

"Master is also afraid of homework?

"Afraid. You are Master's homework."

The old monk squinted his eyes and smiled slightly: "Master likes it if you laugh, but Master doesn't like it if you cry.

The honest little monk didn't quite understand, so he just nodded.

The old monk touched his bald head and said with a smile: "You want to be the one who protects them, you know?"

The little monk nodded.

He didn't know that his master would die of illness in - years.

I don’t know how difficult it is to be the one who ‘protects them’.

But the young monk listened to the old monk's words.

He wants to climb to the top, he wants to be the one who protects them’.

He could have done it, but he was knocked down again and again.

- This time, it was the reincarnated soul boy.

Once, it was by the madman who was known as the God.

Now, it seems like it happens again.

Teacher.-I still can't do it.

Recalling the past, the flames in my heart have subsided a lot.

It was like being driven by the sound of the snow-covered copper bell in my memory. The ethereal bells among the pines seemed to ring in my ears.

When did it start?

I no longer feel like, ‘that’ is all I should protect?

I just want to live better than anyone else...

I think...

Yiyundan.

Opening his eyes and looking around, the old monk, slightly stooped and always smiling kindly, was beside him. Industry

Many times, Mi Guo thought about what he would say to herself if she saw him again. trifle

Will he be scolded severely, will he be stern with his face, will he be sad and uncontrollably sad?

But the old monk looked at him and said the same sentence he had said thousands of times.

Come together and do morning lessons.

What kind of morning lessons did I do... It’s not what it used to be anymore. You know what I did... You know...

The old monk smiled slightly and was always waiting for him.

I don’t know how long it took, but the little monk nodded.

**********

There was light on Miguo's body again.

I don't know if Zhuzhao Youying was responding to the warrior's will, but it slowly rose up and enveloped his entire body. Slowly raise the lying giant man and make him stand facing the enemy.

The muddy gold soil peels off piece by piece like mud, revealing the dazzling golden light inside. Like a statue of gold that wipes away the mud and reveals its true form. Under the blue sky, the light is bright and dazzling. As if this is what it really should look like.

After Miguo came back to his senses, he suddenly felt a heat spreading throughout his body. It is exactly the same as the route that the golden candle-lit Youying walks. It was the internal energy contained in the relics that had been absorbed, and the skill increased again.

As soon as I hold the secret fruit, I feel that the power is real. Stepping on the stone surface, I deeply feel the mystery of fate.

The burning flames of hatred and jealousy in his heart had faded a lot.

The reason is not clear even to him.

But he still remembers, as a warrior, who should challenge the opponent.

The secret fruit concentrates its energy, and the golden light blooms on its body.

“Although you are powerful, you are not invincible.

His candlelight is no longer scattered like the wind, changing all the time, but condensed into a solid-like shape.

Two huge golden palms formed in the air, hanging behind Miguo. Miguo clasped his hands together, and his two golden palms also clasped together at the same time, just like the Tathagata

"Look at this move--"

Miguo opened his eyes and was about to make a move.

The sound stopped in the summer.

The paths to divine power vary.

The masters of this realm so far have always achieved it in different ways. Enlightenment comes overnight, and also comes slowly. There is something as cunning as a secret fruit, and there is also innate intelligence.

2ySE is a small rule

Devouring one hundred and twenty years of internal energy and skyrocketing one's cultivation level is the simplest and crudest way to attain enlightenment. However, despite his ability, his character cultivation has not kept up.

Even with the bones and internal strength of a master of supernatural powers, he has speed and strength that no mortal can reach, and he can even summon Zhuzhao Youying. There is no way to use power, it is just a container.

Don't look at this difference. Even if their powers are similar, if they meet genuine masters of magical powers such as Shen Wuzheng and Zhu Xingwuchang, they will be defeated in the end.

Without it, the state of failure has not yet been reached.

A little bit of clarity before being defeated allowed Miguo to truly cross the threshold and truly become another person who has climbed to the top.

Regardless of the internal and external cultivation, everything is new at this moment, and the vision is completely different from the past.

That's why he saw it.

Because of this, he shut up.

He saw it.

That shadow covering the sky.

The demonic atmosphere surrounding the young man like a heavy mist.

That destructive, gray shadow with overwhelming majesty.

Just by being in front of this gray cloud, the giant golden palm was half as strong as a candle, swaying like a candle in the wind.

"Now that I see it, it's not bad."

The young man stared at him coldly, not taking his getting up again and his great improvement as a big deal.

"At least I have some understanding before I die. .

The gray dark light spread instantly and swept towards the secret fruit under the young man's eyes.

Miguo's vision was suddenly blocked, and he found it difficult to move again.

-How could there be such a terrifying power in the human world?

In the gloom, the young man's voice came faintly.

"This is the kind of monster you are facing."

"I told you before.

"Thank you for laughing.

Out of sight!

Miguo couldn't see Mingfei actually taking action.

The giant palm of golden light was dispersed by the shadow, and no trace of it was left. Without even making a sound, the duel had already been decided.

Miguo was lying on the ground, feeling that all the meridians in his body had been attacked. No part of his body was healthy, but he couldn't tell where or what he was hit by.

Miguo fell on the lotus platform, feeling pain all over his body.

It's not that he can't fight, as long as he wants, he can fight until the last moment of his life. This is the ability of a top warrior.

But he didn't want to fight.

Bao F SF light novel

Looking up at the sky.

He looked at the sky for a long time, but had no idea it was so blue.

The sky in the Central Plains turns out to be beautiful.

What Mi Guo was thinking about was the pine forest, the bronze bell, and the brothers practicing in the same academy.

Somehow, I'm still a little hungry.

The black steamed buns of Lianhua Temple are famous far and wide, and the taste is even more outstanding. A monk who is not a cook should be proud and dare to pat his chest and boast that there is nothing more delicious than this within a hundred miles.

If only I could take a bite now.

"Effort is useful. But don't be too impatient."

Standing next to the fallen enemy, the white-haired boy said this.

"Why. Did I just say what was on my mind?"

Big A =

"if

...These words come from you, the winner, which is really harsh.

Mi Guo was not on the verge of death, but he knew that he had no chance of winning, so he simply lay down and smiled very calmly.

"I'm convinced.

"Is it okay if you don't accept it? I'm so strong.

"Ha ha ha ha.

Although he had never won even a single move, Mi Guo showed a satisfied smile. He didn't know how long it had been since he felt as calm as he did now, not driven by extremes and anger, but filled with the desire to become stronger.

Ming Feizhen rubbed his face: "You seem to have won.

The dull monk smiled calmly.

"Whether you believe it or not, for many years I have wanted to hear a word from that man and see him again. But I knew it was impossible, so I gave up long ago.

But I heard it just now.

"Did you see a ghost?"

Miguo shook his head, thought for a while, and nodded again.

"I will die with no regrets. Just do it.

"Of course I'm not polite to you."

Ming Feizhen raised the knife in his hand, but did not take action. He waited for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and said.

"Master, what's the matter with you?"

The person in front of me is Wu Gu.

Monk Wu Guo's injuries were not serious. After waking up, he saw most of the duel scene between the two. Knowing that my junior brother's life was at stake, I came to plead for mercy.

The monk in white clothes observes his nose with his eyes, and his mind with his nose. Although he is injured and tired, he still behaves like an eminent monk.

"Ming Donor, can you spare my junior brother's life?" y

Miguo knows this senior brother's temperament, he has always been soft-hearted since childhood. This time I spoke to save you sincerely. Although my heart was as stone, I was still deeply moved: "Brother

Mingfei was really busy and told him to stop.

"Hey, master, I heard that you had a hand in today's killing spree. If he hadn't been cunning, you would have almost killed this old boy with your own hands. Why did you stop me when I wanted to kill you?'

The monk in white clasped his hands together.

"The young monk would like to guarantee that he will never do evil again in the future."

Ming Feizhen curled his lips: "I said, great monk, you...

"rest assured.

Muzan seemed to have read through his thoughts and interrupted.

"I'll put him in jail.'

Ming Feizhen: "Ah?"

One is a surprised 'ah', and the other is a real 'ah'.

"Use torture." "Huh?"

"Lock him up for thirty years.

"interesting.

"Can you please kill me!!"

His unblemished face remains unchanged, his smile is compassionate.

"There are also dedicated torturers for twelve hours every day. Donor, do you know that our Holy Lotus Sect is not inferior to China in terms of torture. There are thirty-six sets of large torture instruments - one hundred and nine sets of small torture instruments. There are even more torture experts who can't count them. There are special officials responsible for punishing the venerable ones who commit crimes in their own family.

As for my junior brother, based on the friendship between the same sect, I will naturally be gentle. I'll have his limbs tied with ropes

Attach an elephant to each end and run as hard as you can. "

Ming Feizhen hesitated after hearing this: ". Then there's no need to be like this...

"If that wasn't enough, the poor monk would hit him three hundred and thirty-three times every day with a wolverine mace and a hammer."

Miguo almost stood up: "Wuguo, you are avenging me personally, it's not good... I fell back with a loud sound, and blood spurted out from my bald forehead.

Looking at Monk Wugou again, Yun Danfengqing threw away the blood-stained bricks in his hands and confessed his guilt.

It seems cruel even if it is not true. It's so dark in the Qingqing Monk Temple, so don't go there in the future. Touch your little white hair

"The young monk will make him meditate on his own mistakes every day, and the punishment and imprisonment will never be less. Please benefactor, please spare his life."

Support (綄本神站) and share this site with those who need it! If you can’t find the book, please leave a message!