"Uh... What's going on..."
Seeing that Shinsyu had completely agreed to leave with him, the monk from the Paramita Temple, who was relieved, only heard a muffled sound behind him. Then, he saw Fang Xing holding the huge wine jar and knocking Shinsyu unconscious. He was holding his belt and walking back. This time, the monk was directly stunned. He didn't expect this at all. At the same time, no matter how quiet he was, he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart. He stepped into the air and rushed straight toward Fang Xing. With a gray robe, he stood in front of Fang Xing and shouted, "What do you mean?"
At this time, he no longer called Fang Xing "Arhat", but "Almsgiver".
The change in the way he addressed Fang Xing seemed to indicate the change in the monk's attitude towards him.
Fang Xing just glanced at the monk coldly and shouted in a low voice, "What do you mean?"
He lifted the little monk Shinsyu up and said coldly, "I won't exchange!"
"You..."
The monk was at a loss for words. He couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, but he still forcefully suppressed it and said in a low voice, "Benefactor, exchanging people with Daoist scriptures is just a saying. In reality, the Pact of Debate has been set ten thousand years ago. Now, it has been nine lifetimes. I'm taking him away just to lead him to fulfill the promise from ten thousand years ago. Benefactor, why do you have to get involved in this karma and force him to stay?"
"What promise? What karma? It has nothing to do with me..."
Fang Xing replied coldly. Then, he raised the Dragon Pattern Fierce Saber, pointed it at the monk, and shouted in a low voice, "This little bald donkey became the fourth leader of my robbery. He said that he wanted to leave. Does he think that our robbery is a joke? Stinky monk, get out of my way!"
"You..."
The monk shouted in a low voice, and his eyes were a little cold. "Almsgiver, this matter is related to the karma of Buddhism for ten thousand years. How can you stop it with one strike? Don't forget that the Dao scripture is still in the hands of the Arhat of the Paramita Temple! I once heard from the Bodhisattva of the Beiming family that you came here for a very important woman and did not hesitate to exchange ten mountains for a scroll of Taoist scripture. It can be seen that this person has a high position in your heart. But now, in order to interfere in our Buddhist affairs, you don't even want the Taoist scripture, and even that woman? "
"Dao scripture …"
When Fang Xing heard these two words, he really did mutter a little.
To him, this Dao Scripture wasn't just a Dao Scripture!
If he had this Taoist scripture, he might be able to take back Xiao Man!
If he did not have this scripture, he would not have much chance of winning against Shao-situ, who was ten times more talented and had ten times more resources than him.
But if he wanted to obtain this Daoist scripture, he would have to use Shinsyu to exchange for it?
As for the monk, he softly chanted a Buddhist prayer and advised, "Benefactor, please reconsider …"
"There's no need to reconsider. If you think too much, you won't be happy!"
Fang Xing lowered his head to look at Shinsyu, and a hint of coldness appeared on his face. He said expressionlessly, "One is the annoying and timid little bald donkey, and the other is my beautiful and obedient Xiao Man. Do you really think I can't tell which is more important?"
The monk raised his head and looked at Fang Xing, his heart at ease.
However, as Fang Xing spoke, he suddenly smiled. "So if you have to choose one of the two, then you should focus on what's in front of you!"
The monk was stunned, while Fang Xing suddenly smiled. The Dragon-Patterned Ominous Saber in his hand trembled, and endless saber Qi bloomed. Even the bright moonlight in the world seemed to be attached to a layer of gray murderous aura. Then, he turned the saber and slashed at the monk in front of him. The violent saber Qi even wanted to tear the monk and the void he was in into pieces …
"Monk, make way!"
In the angry roar, he was like a mad demon, ferociously killing Buddha!
"Evil creature, you're stubborn!"
At this time, the monk was also angry. With a roar, he waved his sleeves, and a golden cloud appeared. His spiritual power surged, and the saber Qi brought by Fang Xing's saber was dispersed. Then, his skinny palm stretched out into the air, and golden light lit up, like a golden Buddha's palm. Endless Sanskrit and golden light rose around it, as if there were infinite laws converging. It was also like a golden dragon flying across the sky, piercing through the void. With an indescribable power that could shock the world and control the universe, it directly grabbed Shinsyu, who was in Fang Xing's hand.
Initially, this monk was so sorrowful and merciful, and had a submissive look on his face. Unexpectedly, the moment he made a move, it was actually so powerful. Just this technique alone allowed Fang Xing to determine that his strength was not inferior to Eldest Cousin Sister's, and had almost reached the realm of Severing Three …
"Haha, it's the first time I've seen a Buddhist magic. Let's enjoy it!"
Fang Xing sneered, and the Sword Demon Wings on his back suddenly spread out. He flapped them left and right, and his body turned sharply. The monk's big golden hand was also smashed by countless black sword Qi and black light under his pair of black sword wings. The powerful force even made the monk lose his footing and stagger back. The monk's robe was blown by the strong wind, constantly rippling.
"It's not over yet!"
Fang Xing shook the dragon-patterned saber in his hand, shaking the void, and a visible black light swept toward the monk's body.
At the same time, he suddenly took three steps in the air, and his figure strangely appeared behind the monk. He was free and easy, like an immortal. The monk was urged by his saber, and did not dare to take such a fierce force head-on. He could only roll up his sleeves and retreat with the wind. However, Fang Xing rushed behind him and kicked him in the back with great force and infinite ferocity.
"How dare you …"
The monk felt the terrifying killing intent coming from behind him, but he didn't have the time to turn around. He was so angry that his chest shook and he roared like thunder. He watched helplessly as Fang Xing's foot was about to step on his back. The monk's body suddenly trembled and his head suddenly turned around. Then, both his arms and legs twisted at this moment, and he strangely turned his back into his chest. Then, he crossed his arms and forcibly held them in front of his chest. His Buddhist Dharma surged and actually formed an illusory Buddha image behind him …
"Evil creature!"
The big Buddha suddenly opened his eyes, and two beams of seemingly solid eyes fell directly on Fang Xing.
The angry eyes of King Kong could clear the world.
There was no sound, but in the heart of Fang Xing, there was a faint rebuke.
At this moment, even his mind was almost shaken, and he felt ashamed. He felt that he had offended the power of Buddha, and he was full of sin.
Boom!
When Fang Xing's foot landed on the monk's crossed arms, his Dharma Idol with three heads and six arms shockingly appeared behind him as well. It was ferocious and possessed monstrous Devil Intent. The two Dharma Idols faced each other in midair, and it was practically impossible to determine which was the victor. However, Fang Xing's foot had landed on the monk's arms, and with a crack, a powerful force exploded out from his body, causing the monk to be unable to stand steadily. His body was sent flying like a broken sack, and the Buddha image behind him had vanished into thin air at this moment as well, transforming into nothingness …
"You took my people away in front of me. Do you really think I am a vegetarian?"
In the air, Fang Xing, with the big saber in his right hand and the Shenxiu in his left, glared at him and roared like thunder.
"Two …"
The monk had already flown out, but a green donkey flashed by on the way. Its hooves clattered, but its speed was extremely fast. It swept to the front of the monk like lightning, then turned around, raised its two hind hooves, and kicked the monk away. It was the green donkey. Its two big eyes looked at the monk indignantly, and then looked at Shinsyu, who was held in Fang Xing's hand. Its big head shook a few times and it sneezed. Looking at its appearance, it was also angry and dissatisfied. It had come specially to teach him a lesson.
"What happened?"
Within the territory of the robbery, there were specially people patrolling everywhere. Such an explosive sound had long alarmed the disciples in the surroundings. Countless figures scuttled up, holding immortal-binding ropes and flying swords in their hands. They surrounded the monk who had rolled into the valley and pointed all kinds of weapons at him. Then, they raised their heads to look at Fang Xing who was in midair. It was as if they would chop this monk of unknown origin into minced meat if they did not agree with him …
"Puff …"
The monk slowly sat up cross-legged. It affected his injuries, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
He wanted to speak, but his internal organs were injured, and his Qi was in a mess. His Dharma power was like boiling water, and he could not move his Qi for a moment. He could only remain silent, and the anger in his eyes had dissipated. There was only endless disappointment and sorrow as he quietly looked at Fang Xing's face.
"Go back and tell your Paramita Temple that I don't care if they argue or not, and I don't dare to care about your Great Tribulation. As long as I don't agree, no one can take my junior brother away!" Fang Xing waved his hand to get the robbers to move away. He looked at the monk coldly and said, "If you want to exchange that Taoist scripture, you can. If you don't want to exchange it, it's up to you. As long as you remember that it belongs to me. Since you don't want my respect, don't blame me for being ruthless when I personally snatch it back!"
There was a hint of coldness in his quiet voice, and it seemed to suppress everything. There was not a single sound in the world.
The monk sat cross-legged on the ground for a long time before he finally managed to suppress the boiling Dharma power in his body. He slowly stood up, but he almost fell. After he forced himself to stand up, he slowly exhaled and stood up straight. He raised his head and looked at Fang Xing.
His gaze met Fang Xing's, as if he was seeking to soothe Fang Xing's heart.
"Almsgiver, you won't be able to interfere with this karma after all …"
After a long time, the monk spoke in a deep and hoarse voice, "The ending of everything was decided ten thousand years ago. The Buddha will definitely be born in this life. Even that evil creature has thought it through and agreed to go with me. Why do you insist on stopping him?"
"I don't care whether he agreed or not. I only remember that he said he didn't want to go in the beginning …"
Fang Xing's eyes were cold as he shouted in a low voice, "As long as he doesn't want to go, no one can force him to go!"
"You …"
The monk looked bitter, but he still shut his mouth in the end. He chanted softly and sighed, "I understand!"
After that, he turned around and slowly walked toward the door of the village. He seemed to be in a hurry and soon disappeared.
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