However, Chu Mo was a little surprised by the other party's words.
Too much killing? Limited spiritual power? What did that mean? Chu Mo thought about it and felt that he had indeed killed quite a lot.
However, he hadn't wanted to create these killings. It was almost involuntary.
At this moment, a young bald monk walked out of the temple. This bald monk looked very kind and had delicate features. His eyes had a gentle glow as he looked at Chu Mo and put his palms together.
"I am Xudu. Greetings, benefactor."
Chu Mo nodded and said to the young monk, "I am Chu Xiaohei."
The young monk smiled and said, "A name is just a form of address. It doesn't matter what I am called." With that, he looked at Chu Mo with a gentle gaze. "Benefactor, is there something you need from me?"
"Oh?" Chu Mo looked at the young monk. "What do you mean? I can't come here if there's nothing important? "
"Haha, benefactor, you misunderstand. I don't mean it that way." The young monk smiled faintly. A sharp glint flashed in his gentle eyes as he looked at Chu Mo. "This little monk feels that Benefactor seems to have something on your mind. However, this is the direction of the Buddhist Sect. Under normal circumstances, for the sake of living people … no one would come to the Buddhist sects. Unless it's for a deceased relative … "
Chu Mo listened calmly, but the more he listened, the more shocked he became. He hadn't expected this young monk to be so wise. However, this gave Chu Mo a very uncomfortable feeling. There was no reason for it, it was purely an instinct.
It was as if a brightly colored rooster had seen an equally brightly colored bird of the same species. That kind of rejection and dislike came from the bottom of his heart.
"I heard that Buddhist disciples are pure and prudent in their speech and actions. Why is it different when it comes to young master?" Chu Mo raised his brows and looked at the young monk. This was the first time he had retaliated against the monk.
From the moment they met, the young monk had been in control of the rhythm. Now, Chu Mo finally couldn't help but launch a counterattack. He didn't want to be led by the other party.
As expected, Xudu was slightly stunned. Then, he took a deep look at Chu Mo and said, "Benefactor, do you think I'm being a busybody?"
"So what if I am?" Chu Mo said indifferently, "In this turbid world, who dares to say that they have no distracting thoughts? However, since the Little Master had entered the Buddhist Gate, he should be more transparent than others. First, you used scriptures to disturb my mind, and then you appeared to mess with my thoughts. Here, I want to ask you, what are you trying to do? "
The young monk, Xudu, was stunned. Then, he smiled bitterly and said, "No wonder Master has always said that my cultivation is not up to par. From the looks of it now, it's indeed not good enough. "
As he spoke, the gentleness in his eyes disappeared and was replaced by a fierce look. He looked at Chu Mo with a gaze as sharp as a knife. "I heard from Master that a young Saint will be visiting recently. The little monk was not convinced. There were only bandits in this world, how could there be saints? Now that you have a body full of murderous sins, you are not fated to be a Saint. However, according to Master, that person should be you. Therefore, I am not convinced and would like to seek guidance! "
Young Saint?
Chu Mo had a strange look on his face. Were they talking about him? Wasn't that a little too exaggerated? He did not have such awareness. What young Saint? He was just a young man filled with hesitation. Therefore, this person was definitely not talking about him.
As Xudu spoke, he immediately got into a stance and his aura suddenly erupted.
A faint halo appeared indistinctly behind Xudu's head.
This was the result of being augmented by a Dao Immortal!
Chu Mo was a little surprised. In order to make this trip go smoothly, he had done a lot of research on the Buddhist Sect. He knew that some of the eminent monks and mighty figures in the Buddhist Sect had a halo protecting their bodies. The more profound the Buddhist Dharma, the clearer the halo.
However, generally speaking, it was already very impressive for a halo to appear behind one's head!
Usually, only old monks that were at least a few hundred years old would have something like a Dao Immortal. It was quite rare for a Dao Immortal to appear at this young monk's age.
"Make your move!" Xudu shouted in a low voice.
"Why should I fight you? You're ridiculous! "Chu Mo frowned and looked at Xudu." Have you cultivated so much that you've lost your mind? Do I have a grudge against you? "
"No grudge," Xudu answered.
"Do you have a grudge?" Chu Mo asked again.
"No grudge," Xudu answered.
"If there's no grudge, why should I fight you?" Chu Mo rolled his eyes.
"Just because you have a body full of murderous sins, you are treated as a young Saint. I have cultivated since I was young and do not harm insects, but Master says that I will never become a Saint!" Xudu said sternly. "I don't accept this!"
As he spoke, he threw a punch at Chu Mo.
The punch was powerful and heavy, like a mountain crashing over.
Chu Mo dodged to the side and said in a low voice, "You have the wrong person. I am not a young Saint."
"I have a pair of discerning eyes, I can't be wrong. Don't run, take this! "Xudu threw another punch, his voice cold and harsh.
Chu Mo dodged again. "There's something wrong with your head!"
"Don't run, take this!" Xudu shouted again.
There was a second time, but no third or fourth time.
Chu Mo casually countered with the Man Punch of the Three Talents Fist of Heaven, Earth, and Man.
With a bang, it clashed with Xudu's fist, giving off a muffled sound. A vast amount of energy burst out in all directions with a loud bang.
Apart from the small temple that seemed to be reinforced by a formation, the mountains in the distance were instantly flattened by the force.
Chu Mo took a few steps back, while Xudu took a dozen steps back!
Xudu's fair face was flushed as he looked at Chu Mo in disbelief. He couldn't understand why a Mahayana cultivator like him would lose to a Spirit Refinement cultivator in terms of strength.
Chu Mo looked at Xudu and asked, "Do you still want to fight?"
In fact, Chu Mo was also very shocked. Although his punch had sent Xudu flying, Xudu was not injured at all. However, Xu Du was not injured at all. Moreover, Xu Du did not use his full strength just now. If the other party had used his full strength, he might not have been able to send Xudu flying more than a dozen steps.
This monk was not simple!
Xudu shook his head slowly and murmured, "Master is right. The young Saint is indeed extraordinary. Even I … am no match for him."
Chu Mo was speechless. He thought to himself, "Let's not talk about whether I am a young Saint or not, but this little monk … is really narcissistic."
"I will take you to see my Master." Xudu hesitated for a moment, raised his head, and looked at Chu Mo.
"Your Master?" Chu Mo raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Yes, my Master is the current Sect Leader of the Buddhist sects. Didn't you come here to see my Master? " There was a gentle look in Xudu's eyes again, and he seemed to have completely restored his previous calmness.
Until he saw the kind-looking old monk under Xudu's lead, Chu Mo still couldn't believe that his trip to the Buddhist sects would be so smooth.
It was so smooth that he felt it was a little unbelievable!
"I already know the reason for thy visit." Sure. "The benevolent-looking old monk looked at Chu Mo with a gentle expression as he replied.
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