Chapter 849 I Won’t Change (Sixth Update)

"Um...what's going on..."

Seeing that Shenxiu had completely agreed and left with him, the monk from Pure Land Bigan Temple breathed a sigh of relief. However, he only heard a muffled sound behind him, and then saw Fang Xing holding the huge wine jar and knocking Shenxiu unconscious. Just as he was walking back with his belt, the monk was confused by this. He didn't expect it 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 headed straight towards Fang Xing. He rushed over, pulled out a gray robe, stopped in front of Fang Xing, and shouted: "What do you want from the donor?"

At this time, he no longer called Fang Xingxing "Arhat", but "Donor".

Just such a change in title seemed to indicate a change in the monk's attitude towards Fang Xing.

Fang Xing, on the other hand, just gave the monk a cold look and shouted, "What do you mean?"

He lifted the young monk Shenxiu up and said coldly: "Master, I won't change!"

"you……"

The monk was speechless and couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, but he still suppressed his anger and said in a low voice: "Donor, exchanging Taoist scriptures for people is just an explanation. In fact, this agreement of debate will last ten thousand years." It was decided before, and it has been nine lives now. If I take him away, I will only lead him to fulfill the promise made ten thousand years ago. Why should the donor insist on getting involved in this cause and effect and forcing him to stay?"

"Any promises or consequences are none of my business..."

Fang Xing replied coldly, then he raised the dragon-patterned fierce sword, pointed it at the monk, and shouted: "This little bald donkey has become the fourth master of my robbery. He will leave at the word, thinking that our robbery is making trouble." You’re just kidding, you stinky monk, get out of my way!”

"you……"

The monk gave a low drink, and his eyes were a little cold: "Donor, this matter is related to the cause and effect of Buddhism for thousands of years, how can you stop it with a sword? And don't forget that the Taoist scriptures are still with me. In the hands of the Buddhist disciples of Bian'an Temple! The poor monk once heard the Bodhisattva of the Beiming family say that you did not hesitate to exchange ten mountains for a volume of Taoism for a very important woman. This shows that this person has a high status in his heart, and now, you In order to interfere with our Buddhist affairs, you don’t even want Taoist scriptures, and you don’t even want to ask for that woman?”

"Tao Jing..."

Fang Xing really groaned after hearing these two words.

This Taoist scripture is more than just a Taoist scripture to him now!

If he had this Taoist scripture, he would have the possibility to take back Xiaoman!

Without this book of Taoism, there really would not be much chance of winning against that young Situ whose talent and resources were ten times better than his own.

But if you want to get this Taoist scripture, how about using Shenxiu in exchange?

The monk also recited a Buddha's greeting in a low voice and advised in a low voice: "I hope the donor will think twice..."

"Don't think twice, it will be unpleasant if you think too much!"

Fang Xing lowered his head and looked at Shenxiu, with a cold look on his face again, and said expressionlessly: "One is the annoying and timid little bald donkey, and the other is my beautiful and obedient little wild girl. , which one is lighter and which one is more serious, do you really think I can’t tell the difference?”

The monk raised his head and looked at Fang Xing, feeling calm in his heart.

However, as Fang Xing spoke, he suddenly smiled: "So if you have to choose one of the two, then look at the present first!"

The monk was stunned, and Fang Xing suddenly smiled. The fierce dragon-marked sword in his hand trembled, and the endless sword energy bloomed. Even the bright moonlight between heaven and earth seemed to be covered with a layer of gray at this time. There was a vague murderous aura, and then the sword turned and slashed straight at the monk in front of him. The violent sword aura even threatened to tear the monk and the void where he was directly into pieces...

"Monk, give way!"

Amidst the angry shouts, people are like crazy demons, killing Buddha fiercely!

"Evil obstacles, stubborn stubbornness!"

At this moment, the monk suddenly became angry. He roared and waved his sleeves, shockingly creating a golden cloud. The mana surged and dispersed the sword energy brought out by Fang Xing's sword, and then The skinny palm looked into the air, and a golden light suddenly lit up, like a golden Buddha's palm. Endless Sanskrit and golden light rose around it, as if there were infinite laws connecting and converging. It was also like a golden dragon crossing the sky, penetrating the void, carrying a wave of difficulty. The shocking power of the words and the power of controlling the universe were directed towards Shenxiu held in Fang Xing's hand.

Seeing how compassionate and resigned the monk was at the beginning, he didn't expect that this move would be so powerful. With just this technique, Fang Xing concluded that his strength was not inferior to that of his eldest cousin, and could almost reach the level. Reaching the realm of killing three...

"Haha, it's my first time encountering Buddhist magical powers. I'm having a great time!"

Fang Xing sneered, and the sword demon's wings suddenly spread out behind him. He flapped left and right and turned sharply. The golden hand that the monk reached over was also covered by countless sword energy black lights under his pair of black sword wings. It was twisted to pieces, and the powerful force of the slap made the monk unsteady and staggered backwards. The monk's robes were blown by the strong wind, causing ripples.

"It's not over yet!"

The dragon-patterned sword in Fang Xing's hand shook, shaking the void, and a black light visible to the naked eye rolled towards the monk's body.

At the same time, he suddenly took three diagonal steps in the air, and his figure unexpectedly arrived behind the monk in an extremely weird manner. His movements were free and smooth, just like the posture of an immortal. However, the monk was moved by his sword and did not dare to take this forcefully. With such ferocious strength, he had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and retreat from the wind, but Fang Xing got behind him and kicked him straight on the back, with a powerful force and infinite ferocity.

"presumptuous……"

The monk felt the terrifying murderous intention coming from behind, but he had no time to turn around. He was furious, his chest shook, and he roared like thunder. He watched helplessly as Fang Xing was about to step on his back. This monk Suddenly his body trembled, his head suddenly turned around, and then his two arms and even his legs were twisted at this moment, and his back turned into his chest in a weird way, and then his arms were intertwined, hard. Shengsheng was blocked in front of her chest, and her Buddhist magic power surged, and an illusory Buddha appeared behind her...

"Evil beast!"

The big Buddha suddenly opened its eyes, and two beams of eyes that were as if they were real fell directly on Fang Xing.

King Kong's angry eyes ripple across the world.

There was obviously no sound, but deep in Fang Xing's heart, there was a faint shout.

At this moment, even he was almost shaken and ashamed, feeling that he had touched Buddha's power and was guilty.

boom!

Almost pulled by Qi, when Fang Xing stepped on the intertwined arms of the monk, his three-headed and six-armed dharma image suddenly appeared behind him, with a ferocious look and overwhelming demonic intent. The two illusions faced each other in the air, almost It was difficult to tell the difference between up and down, but from below, Fang Xing stepped on the monk's arms. With a click, a tyrannical force burst out, trampling the monk until he could not stand steadily, and his body was like a torn sack. General flew out, and the Buddha shadow behind him also disappeared into smoke and became invisible...

"In front of me, the person who took me away really thought that I was a vegetarian?"

Fang Xing was in the air, holding a sword in his right hand and Shenxiu in his left hand, glaring angrily and roaring like thunder.

"Two..."

The monk thought he had already flown out, but another green donkey flashed past him on the way. The hoofs of the donkey were clattering, but the speed was extremely fast. It flew in front of the monk like lightning, then turned around and struck out with its two hind hooves. Yang, kicked the monk away firmly, and it was the green donkey. It looked at the monk angrily with its two big eyes, and then looked at Shenxiu, who was held in Fang Xing's hand. He shook his head a few times and sneezed. Looking at him, he looked angry and dissatisfied. He came here to teach him a lesson.

"What happened?"

Within the territory of Jie Dao, special personnel were patrolling around. Such violent noises had already alarmed the disciples in the field. Countless figures rushed up, holding immortal ropes and flying swords, and they attacked the monks who rolled down into the valley. They surrounded them with all kinds of weapons pointed at them, then looked up at Fang Xing in mid-air, as if they didn't agree with each other and wanted to chop this wild monk of unknown origin into pieces...

"puff……"

The monk slowly sat up cross-legged, touching his injury, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He wanted to speak, but his internal organs were injured, his energy was disordered, and his magic power was like boiling water. He couldn't move his energy for a moment, so he could only remain silent. The anger in his eyes had dissipated, leaving only endless disappointment and sorrow. Jing looked at Fang Xing's face.

"Go back and tell you Bianji Temple, I don't care whether he makes excuses or not, and I don't dare to care whether you think it's a disaster or not. As long as I don't agree, no one can take my junior brother away!" Fang Xing waved his hand. Those Jie Dao subordinates stepped aside and looked at the monk with clear and cold eyes: "If you want to change the Dao Sutra, you can change it. If you don't want to change it, that's up to you. As long as you remember, it belongs to me. Since I gave you face and you don’t want the thing, don’t blame me for being ruthless when I go and snatch it back with my own hands!”

There was a hint of coldness in the quiet voice, which seemed to suppress everything, and there was no sound in the world.

And the monk, after sitting cross-legged on the ground for a long time, finally managed to suppress the boiling magic power in his body, and slowly stood up, but almost fell down. After forcing himself to stand firmly, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Xing gradually stood up straight and looked up.

His eyes met Fang Xing's, seeming to seek relief from Fang Xing's heart.

"Donor, after all, you can't interfere with this cause and effect..."

After a long time, the monk spoke in a deep voice with a hoarse voice: "The outcome of everything has been determined thousands of years ago. Buddhahood will definitely be born in this life. Even the evil obstacles have been figured out and promised to follow the poor Buddha. Why do you have to stop me?"

"I don't care whether he said yes or not, I just remember that he said he didn't want to go at the beginning..."

Fang Xing's eyes were cold and he shouted coldly: "And as long as he doesn't want to go, no one can force him to go!"

"you……"

The monk showed bitterness on his face, but he finally closed his mouth, recited the name "Buddha" in a low voice, and sighed softly: "I understand, poor monk!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked slowly towards the gate of Jie Dao Village, like Xu Shiji, and soon disappeared.