Chapter 197: The Great Violent Person? The Great Saint?

"Hahaha!"

Jiang Yi raised his head and laughed for a while, then laughed angrily: "Little monk, according to what you said, there is no difference between the badge in your hands and mine. Everything is empty to you, how about this— —You give me all your badges, and I will go with you, how about grabbing everyone’s badges together? I want badges for fame and fortune, and you have quelled the fighting, and you have done a lot of good deeds and saved many lives. Don’t you all Is everything complete?"

"Well……"

The little monk blinked, feeling a little speechless. Jiang Yi's trick of using the spear of the son to attack the shield of the son is too poisonous. Although this young monk is profound in Buddhism, he is not deeply involved in the world.

From Jiang Yi's point of view, the Dachan Temple sent people to join the war, maybe they didn't want the reward of the national war, but they were definitely not as noble and great as this little monk said.

Profit may not be necessary, but fame must be contended for. They sent people to the battle itself to show their sense of existence, to show the world how awesome their great Zen master is, and to let more people join the great Zen master and believe in the Lord Buddha. Otherwise, if you really don't want to fight for anything, then you don't need to be born, and you have been living in seclusion in the mountains, and you can practice hard.

"Benefactor, although what you said has some truth, this badge still cannot be given to you."

The little monk paused, shook his head and said: "You are not a disciple of my Buddhist sect, of course, if you convert to my Buddha, maybe I can think about it, my Buddha is merciful, a benefactor..."

"Okay, okay!"

Jiang Yi got goosebumps when he heard it, he waved his hand, and when the fire spirit pearl lit up and the black scale sword appeared, he shouted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, if you want to grab it, just let it go and fight, the young master let the words out, If you want to kill me, Jiang Yi, half of you monks should prepare to meet the Lord Buddha."

"Benefactor, you are not our opponent!"

The little monk sighed slightly: "I advise the benefactor to take the initiative to hand over the badge to the poor monk. I will retreat immediately, otherwise the benefactor will be hurt..."

"What a breath!"

Jiang Yi sneered twice, turned his eyes, stared at the little monk suddenly and said: "How about we fight? If you can hurt me, I will give you all the badges with both hands. If I can hurt you, the badges on your body Let me retreat immediately? How about this way that the two sides will not hurt peace?"

"The benefactor is serious?" the little monk asked with his eyes brightened.

"a man of his words!"

Jiang Yi nodded heavily, and asked back: "I, Jiang Yi, a man, will keep my word, so naturally I won't go back on it, but I don't know if the monks in your Great Chan Temple will keep their promises?"

The little monk nodded and said: "The monk never tells lies! The benefactor, we will agree with one word. Please make the move first, the benefactor, and you back away."

"call out!"

This little monk seemed to have a very high status. As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding monks automatically retreated a hundred feet away, as if they were not worried at all about Jiang Yi killing this little monk.

"Little monk, be careful."

Jiang Yi was impolite, kicked his legs and shot away, the black scale sword danced in the air, and suddenly slashed forward, he shouted loudly: "Wind Shadow Sword!"

"Chi Chi!"

When Jiang Yi released the Wind Shadow Sword, the air around him flowed rapidly, coming from all directions and converging towards the tip of the Black Scale Sword. In an instant, a strong wind blew up, making the cassock of the little monk in front of him rattle.

"Amitabha!"

At some point, a bowl appeared in the little monk's hand, he waved his hand lightly, and the bowl immediately flew towards Jiang Yi, rose in the wind, and suddenly became as large as a foot in diameter, smashing towards Jiang Yi like a flying hill Come.

"Damn! Is this a heavenly artifact, or a sacred artifact?"

Jiang Yi's figure immediately stopped, and he shouted: "Silver Moon Demon Wolf!"

The Yinyue demon wolf appeared in mid-air, Jiang Yi saw that the wolf had recovered, and immediately jumped up overjoyed, controlling the wolf to avoid it.

Fortunately, although the speed of this bowl is fast and the coercion is terrifying, it has not yet reached the level of Renwangyin. It should be just a special celestial weapon. Jiang Yi narrowly escaped, just controlled the Silver Moon Demon Wolf to rush towards the little monk, the little monk clasped his hands together, and proclaimed the Buddha's name again: "Amitabha."

Jiang Yi's soul shook again, his head was a little dizzy, and the silver moon demon wolf below did not move again...

"call out!"

The alms bowl that flew out flew back again, just as Jiang Yi woke up, he saw that the sky in front of him became dark, and the alms bowl fell down like a mountain!

"Break it!"

Jiang Yi didn't dodge anymore, the black scale sword swept across the pile of sand on the ground, twisting the sand below into pieces, and his body fell into it. When he just fell down, the alms bowl above had already smashed down.

"Fire spirit stone!"

Jiang Yi let out a deep cry, and a fiery red stone flew out of the Fire Spirit Orb. Jiang Yi stretched out his hand and flicked it, and the Fire Spirit Orb flew towards the bowl immediately. When it touched the bowl, blue flames burst out instantly, and the whole bowl It also emitted a blinding white light, and began to shrink rapidly.

"call out!"

At this moment, all the monks around flew over in panic, and surrounded the young monk, their eyes were full of solemnity, and the little monk's mouth was also opened wide, his eyes full of disbelief.

"boom!"

Jiang Yi burst out from the sand, reached out to grab the small bowl, and a mouthful of blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth. Although the alms bowl didn't crush him just now, the powerful pressure still injured his internal organs.

Jiang Yi threw the bowl with a small hole in it, and said with a sneer, "What? Can't beat it and call for help?"

The little monk took the alms bowl with a distressed face, looked at it for a while, and then sighed: "Almsgiver, since you can break the alms bowl of the master uncle, my Lichen cassock will definitely not be able to stop you. The poor monk has lost this battle. Huijing gave him our badges."

A monk who looked to be in his twenties suddenly became anxious, gritted his teeth, looked at the young monk and called out, "Uncle Master."

"Give it to him!"

The little monk sighed quietly: "It is impossible for us people in the Great Chan Temple not to believe what we say. Although this benefactor did not hurt me, but you rushed over, we have violated the rules, and naturally we lost."

"All right!"

The big monk immediately took out a cloth bag from his bosom and threw it to Jiang Yi, Jiang Yi was overjoyed when he saw that there were six or seven hundred badges inside, he gave the little monk a thumbs up and said: "Young monk, you are really an honest person .”

"Benefactor, you go!"

The little monk clasped his hands together and said expressionlessly: "This time we will not embarrass the benefactor. Of course, if we encounter the benefactor next time, we will take action again."

"good!"

Jiang Yi's impression of the little monk changed greatly, he took out the silver moon wolf and galloped away, and soon disappeared into the distance with a burst of sand.

"Little Master Uncle!"

When Jiang Yi left, more than twenty monks all looked at this little monk anxiously, but they didn't know where to start when they wanted to say something.

The little monk touched the alms bowl in his hand, shook his head and sighed softly: "Master uncle said that his alms bowl is blessed with the seal of Nine Suns Buddha, if anyone can break his alms bowl, this person is either a murderous person or a People of the Great Sage! And we can’t mess with these two kinds of people, otherwise it will bring endless disasters to the Great Chan Temple, let’s go.”