The most effective way to solve a problem was still to do what he did best!
In these few days, although he was indeed sad, Fang Xing's nature allowed him to explore the Spiritual Mountain Temple. Although there were still some forbidden areas that he could not go to, he was more or less familiar with the layout of the Spiritual Mountain Temple's formation and personnel … In the jargon, he had already found a good spot. Therefore, when he finally realized that if he wanted to live, he could only walk the path of being a monk, Fang Xing painfully made a decision and resolutely ran to the Sutra Depository to rob it …
Of course, for Fang Xing, when he made this decision, his heart was actually against it!
He just inadvertently found a good spot and happened to prepare a big bag, then he made a mistake on impulse!
Now, he madly ran towards the periphery of the Spiritual Mountain Temple.
The process was very smooth. It was not that Fang Xing really had the ability to enter and exit the Spiritual Mountain Temple as if there was no one around. The main reason was that the Spiritual Mountain Temple was so big that there were very few people. In addition, most of the people who entered the Spiritual Mountain Temple were pitiful people who had no way out in the cultivation world. Even if these people entered the Spiritual Mountain Temple, their hearts would be dead and they would cultivate in seclusion all year round. Unless there was a decree from the head of the Spiritual Mountain Temple or a strong enemy invading to destroy their last shelter, they would not care even if the sky fell and the earth split.
As for the few Arhats that were personally trained by the Spiritual Mountain Temple, most of them were now following Monk Jiu Rou to help Xiao Xue refine the demon. Although the remaining few were not weak, in front of a half-step Yuanying thief like Fang Xing who also had a brilliant Breath Concealing Technique, their defense was really not very useful. Moreover, the monks of the Spiritual Mountain Temple probably did not expect this little demon to be a thief …
Due to various factors, in addition to the Yin Yang Fiendgod Mirror, as well as the fact that he had a good foothold, he managed to avoid all the restrictions and rushed out of the temple.
The walls of the Spiritual Mountain Temple were not high. Fang Xing carefully chose a place with the weakest restrictive spells and carefully jumped onto the top of the wall. He looked back and saw that the entire Spiritual Mountain Temple was immersed in darkness and silence. It was obvious that no one had discovered that the Scripture Depository had been stolen. His heart was instantly filled with ecstasy. He shouted excitedly in his heart and directly jumped out.
This jump was really like a fish leaping in the open sea and a bird flying in the high sky!
At this moment, he felt the greatest satisfaction he had in the past ten years. The feeling of robbing Lingshan Temple was really different!
He leaped over the walls of the temple and leaped into the air, flying toward the moon that was as large as a wheel. He was so excited that he wanted to let out a long cry.
However, just as he leaped up, a surprised voice sounded behind him, "Senior Brother, where are you going?"
"F * ck …"
Fang Xing almost fell down. He looked back in panic and saw the curious face of the handsome little monk.
"Damn bald donkey, are you trying to kill me …"
Fang Xing came back to his senses and slapped him. He really wanted to beat this bald donkey to death!
I'm a thief. Damn it, such a scream will scare people to death, okay?
"Ouch, Senior Brother, don't hit me …"
The handsome little monk subconsciously hugged his head and begged for mercy.
"Damn you, aren't you going to chant scriptures? Why did you float over here like a ghost? "
Fang Xing kicked the little monk's buttocks with hatred. He was afraid that the monk would shout too loudly, so he didn't dare to hit him hard.
During this period of time, Shinsyu was used to being kicked by Fang Xing. He just thought that the two kicks were itchy. Seeing that Fang Xing had stopped hitting him, he patted his buttocks and stood up. He looked curiously at the big bag on Fang Xing's back and said doubtfully, "I was chanting scriptures just now, but I still felt that I couldn't calm down. It seemed that there was something wrong with my reason, so I wanted to talk to you, Senior Brother. As soon as I came out, I saw you running here, so I followed you to have a look … Where are you going? What's on your back? "
Fang Xing was thick-skinned. He smiled and touched Shinsyu's little bald head, saying, "I'm going out for a walk. You can go back first …"
As he spoke, he carried the bag and was about to slip away.
Shinsyu looked at him strangely and said, "Senior Brother, why do you look so sneaky, as if you're a thief …"
When he said the word "thief", Shinsyu's eyes suddenly widened. He reached out to cover his mouth and said, "Thief …"
Fang Xing's face immediately turned cold. He looked at Shinsyu maliciously and said, "If you don't want to be killed by me, shut up!"
Shinsyu was really panicked. He hurriedly said with a sad face, "Senior Brother, it's not right for you to do this. I'm going to tell the Chief …"
"You …"
Fang Xing was anxious as soon as he saw this. He knew that this little monk Shinsyu looked silly, but in fact, he could not be underestimated. He had beaten him every day and had long found that this bald monk was very powerful, but he was afraid of him and did not dare to fight with him. If they really fought, it was not certain who would clean up who. Moreover, this place was so close to Lingshan Temple. It would not be good to alarm others.
With this in mind, he sneered and said, "You go. If you go, I'll say that we did it!"
This statement stunned the little monk Shinsyu. He said with a sad face, "Senior Brother, you can't do this. The Chief won't believe you either!"
Fang Xing picked his nose impatiently and said, "Then how do you explain being here with me in the middle of the night?"
Shinsyu said, "I'm here to look for you …"
Fang Xing said, "Then why did you come to look for me?"
Shinsyu said, "I think there's something wrong with my Taoist Heart, so I came to look for you …"
Fang Xing interrupted him. "What if the Chief asks you what's wrong with your Taoist Heart?"
Shinsyu said, "When I was chanting the scriptures and meditating, I kept thinking about the fat meat, girls, and treasures that you mentioned …"
"Haha, you're a monk. How dare you think about these things in front of Buddha. You've been possessed …"
Fang Xing's words stunned Shinsyu. He said in horror, "I didn't …"
"Hahaha …"
Fang Xing looked at him with disdain.
The little monk Shinsyu couldn't lie to him. He really felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
Fang Xing looked at him with a smile. He thought that if he escaped now, the little monk would definitely not stop him. However, if he returned to Lingshan Temple in a daze, someone would definitely find out. It would be bad if the monks in Lingshan Temple chased after him. So he simply made up his mind and continued to bewitch him, "Think about it. If the Chief finds out that you have evil thoughts in your heart, what will he do?"
The little monk Shinsyu's face was full of fear. "Ten … ten thousand times of the Prajna Sutra?"
Fang Xing said disdainfully, "That's a small one. I'm afraid that you'll be possessed by the Devil. He won't let you go down the mountain again!"
The little monk Shinsyu's face was already gray.
When he had a deep conversation with Fang Xing before, he had told him about his life. He had grown up in the monk's temple, comprehended Buddhist scriptures and practiced Buddhist magic under the guidance of the eminent monks in the temple. He had never gone down the mountain. Only ten years ago, with the special permission of the Chief, did he go down the mountain and go to the Northern Region to seek an opportunity to establish Taoism in Lingshan Temple. However, that extremely difficult task for him was aborted midway because Fang Xing stole the Great Cauldron of Pilgrimage. Then, he was summoned back to Lingshan Temple by the Chief, and had never left.
After returning to Lingshan Temple, he could not stop thinking about his experiences outside the temple. Although to Fang Xing, the things that the little monk experienced, such as the sunset at the end of the field, some strange beasts that he had never seen before, the waves on the sea when he crossed the divine land, the enlightenment of a few man-eating demons, and the peasant woman who gave him a bowl of water to drink behind the woodshed, were all very ordinary things.
But for Shinsyu, these experiences had been on his mind for ten years. He had always been thinking about having a second chance to go down the mountain. Now that he was hit in the heart by Fang Xing, he was so scared that he couldn't even speak for a while.
When Fang Xing saw the time, he smiled and said, "So you only have one way now …"
The little monk Shinsyu was slightly stunned and hurriedly begged, "Senior brother, please teach me …"
Fang Xing rolled his eyes. "Come down the mountain with me. Let's go now!"
The little monk Shinsyu was shocked. "I didn't get the chief's decree!"
Fang Xing said, "Just say that I kidnapped you down the mountain. You won't be responsible for catching me!"
The little monk Shinsyu was stunned. He seemed to be quite moved, but he still hesitated and said, "No, no, the chief will curse!"
Fang Xing chuckled coldly and said, "After we descend the mountain, I will force you to eat fat and juicy meat!"
The little monk Shinsyu swallowed his saliva, but still shook his head firmly and said, "No, no, that will violate the precepts!"
Fang Xing chuckled and said, "After we go down the mountain, I will force you to snatch those shiny treasures …"
The little monk Shinsyu was completely confused. After a while, he said, "I still don't feel good …"
Fang Xing sneered disdainfully. "After we go down the mountain, I will force you to peep at women bathing …"
The little monk Shinsyu was completely uncalm. His face was full of struggle, and his expression was changing constantly, just like a battlefield. After a long time, he finally made up his mind. His expression was as solemn as Buddha, and also like a hero who had died for a righteous cause. He put his palms together and murmured Buddha in a low voice. Then he stretched out his hands in front of Fang Xing, closed his mouth tightly, and did not say a word.
Fang Xing was stunned. "What are you doing?"
The little monk Shinsyu said righteously, "Tie him up!"
"Er …"
This time it was Fang Xing's turn to be stunned. He looked at the little monk carefully and felt that he was a little strange for a moment.
The little monk Shinsyu said seriously, "Senior brother, when you force me, I will resist!"
Fang Xing said subconsciously, "Then I will beat you until you agree!"
The little monk Shinsyu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then I am relieved. Tie him up quickly!"
A simple low-level magic weapon, the Immortal-tying Rope, tied up the little monk Shinsyu, who was most likely to become the Buddha of Spiritual Mountain other than Fang Xing. He raised his hands and let Fang Xing lead him forward easily, as if he was going to die for a righteous cause. On the other hand, Fang Xing carried a big bag full of Buddhist scriptures on his back. As he walked, he muttered, "Damn, I just want to steal Buddhist scriptures and I have to tie up a bald donkey?"
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