Chapter 1673: Bullying Goes Too Far

Chapter 1673: Bullying goes too far

In the blink of an eye, it was late at night.

Cheng Feng was replaced by Jian Qi and asked to go to bed and rest.

But after Cheng Feng was replaced, he didn't fall asleep for a while.

Instead, he held on to his sleepiness, radiated his soul, and rushed towards the star-studded sky.

He actually planned to use his soul to communicate with the stars, light up the light of the stars, and enhance the power of the fifth style of Emperor Cang Sword Technique.

Cheng Feng's actions were obviously inconsistent with the concept of ascetic cultivation.

Penance requires sealing off all cultivation and experiencing the suffering of all sentient beings as a pure ordinary person, thereby cleansing the mind and improving the state of mind.

So as soon as Cheng Feng's soul came out, the Mercy Monk stared at him.

Seeing that the person who caused the trouble was Cheng Feng, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

But in the end, the charitable monk didn't say much.

He looked away and meditated again.

But for Cheng Feng, an 'other', he quietly kept it in mind.

Cheng Feng knew that his actions had attracted the attention of the charitable monk, but he didn't take it to heart.

The divine soul tree in his mind was shaken, allowing a massive amount of divine soul power to emit and communicate with the stars in the nine heavens.

After eating the last Earth Soul Fruit, Cheng Feng's soul power surged.

After the soul was emitted, he quickly sensed the aura of a big star.

After a while, buzz~~~

A starlight was born from Cheng Feng's body.

Let the total number of starlights reach one hundred and forty-nine from the previous one hundred and forty-eight.

And not long after, another starlight was lit.

By the time it was early morning, the total number of starlights in Cheng Feng's body had reached one hundred and seventy-two.

At this time, if Cheng Feng used the fifth style of Emperor Cang Sword Technique, he might be able to kill a seventh-level expert with one strike.

In the entire Earth Dome Continent, it is enough to be ranked high!

In the early morning, a red light lit up the top of the eastern mountain.

At this time, the ascetics began to get up one after another and cook pots.

After breakfast, we rushed to Thousand Buddha Temple again under the leadership of the compassionate monk.

The rest of the road was calm.

Occasionally, if you encounter some troubles, you will get through them easily.

As it approached noon, the group arrived at the eleventh ring of the West Desert Buddhist Kingdom.

In this eleventh round, the situation has changed a lot.

Many monks appeared along the road. Each of these monks held sticks in their hands and exuded a strong aura of chilling.

Very different from ordinary monks, he is the famous war monk in the Buddhist Kingdom of the West Desert.

War monks specialize in killing Buddhists, and because monks have all four elements and are focused, each war monk has extremely strong fighting power.

Usually at the same level, a warrior monk can easily defeat a warrior of the same level.

"There are so many warrior monks."

As they walked along the broad road, Cheng Feng and others couldn't help but be looked at by the war monks passing by.

It seems that he wants to find out a certain lawless element from the crowd and drive him out of the Buddhist country.

"These war monks should serve the Dharma forum."

Wang Lei said: "The current Dharma Forum of the Western Desert Buddhist Kingdom will be held on February 18th."

"During this period, Lord Buddha certainly doesn't want anyone to cause trouble."

"We have made a Buddhist order to invite all foreigners within the ten rings of the Buddhist Kingdom out on the tenth day of the second lunar month."

"This is a huge job, and it would not be possible without the cooperation of a large number of war monks."

"Well, that's true."

Cheng Feng nodded: "I'm afraid as the tenth day of February approaches, the number of war monks will increase."

"If someone disobeys the Buddhist order and continues to stay within the tenth ring of the West Desert Buddhist Kingdom, they will even be expelled directly!"

While talking, Cheng Feng and the others arrived at an inn.

After running around all morning, Cheng Feng and the other ascetics were exhausted and hungry.

The philanthropic monk saw him and stopped outside the inn.

"Everyone, please rest here for a while."

The charitable monk clasped his hands and said, "The poor monk is going to visit an old friend in Huanshan Temple. After the poor monk returns, we will start our journey again."

After saying this, the compassionate monk silently recited a Buddha's name, turned around and drifted away.

After the charitable ascetic monk left, Cheng Feng and other ascetic monks collected materials locally.

A dozen fires were lit not far from the inn, and pots were started to cook.

The reason why they are so miserable is not that Cheng Feng and the others like to eat chaffy vegetables, but just to temper themselves and improve their mood.

However, this scene seemed a bit eye-catching in the eyes of others.

Because Cheng Feng and the others all had their cultivations sealed, they all looked quite embarrassed after being exposed to wind and sun and traveling hard.

Like a refugee fleeing a disaster.

"What's going on? Why do so many beggars suddenly appear?"

At this time, a middle-aged man walked out of the inn.

This middle-aged man had big ears and a swollen belly. When he saw Cheng Feng and others cooking pots near the inn.

Suddenly he frowned and scolded: "Hey, hey, what are you beggars doing?"

"Who told you to light a fire here?"

"If the inn is set on fire and I can't afford to pay for all of you who bought it, put out the fire as quickly as possible and then disappear!"

Listening to the obese middle-aged man's scolding, all the ascetics frowned.

The place where they lit the fire was thousands of meters away from the inn. No matter how big the fire was, it would not be able to light the inn.

The middle-aged man used this as an excuse to scold them, clearly not taking them seriously.

"Sir, we are just taking a rest here."

A middle-aged man walked out of the ascetic team.

This person's cultivation has reached the realm of heaven, but he continues to practice with the charitable ascetic monks.

He has a very high level of insight into his character and is considered to be the best among the ascetic cultivators.

He took a few steps forward, clasped his fists and said, "Besides, we are not beggars. Please forgive me, sir."

"Not a beggar? Hey~~~"

After hearing the words of the middle-aged man, the fat middle-aged man sneered: "You are so poor, what's the difference between you and a beggar?"

"Sir, we are really not beggars..."

The middle-aged man frowned and wanted to explain clearly.

However, the fat middle-aged man was too lazy to listen.

"Okay, I don't have time to listen to your nonsense."

The obese middle-aged man waved his hand and said: "Whether you are beggars or refugees, please put out the fire quickly and disappear before my eyes."

"Otherwise, I want you to look good!"

Hearing these cold and heartless words, Cheng Feng and others' faces darkened, and anger arose in their hearts.

They just made a fire to cook a meal, and they didn't bother the obese middle-aged man.

But the other party wanted to drive them away arrogantly, which was simply too overbearing.

The representative of the ascetic cultivator, the middle-aged man, also frowned. As a powerful person in the heavenly realm, how had he ever suffered from such a bird-like attitude?

But in the end, the strong man still endured his anger.

Then I discussed with other ascetic monks and planned to cook a pot after leaving the inn for a while.

However, the fat middle-aged man was very domineering.

He actually disliked the ascetic monks for being too slow, raised a hand, and boom~~~

A palm hit a large pot, breaking the disaster into pieces.

He even knocked seven or eight ascetics away and vomited blood on the spot.