Chapter 139 Waiting For You

"Crack!" A stick monk raised his stick to strike, Qin Yi turned sideways slightly, and hit his knee on the stick monk's lower abdomen, the stick monk foamed at the mouth and passed out.

Another stick came from the other side, and he grasped it tightly. The stick monk wanted to pull it out, but he couldn't pull it out with all his strength, and his face was red from holding back.

Qin Yi kicked him flying, kicking him more than ten feet away, and hitting a peach tree heavily.

"It's a pity that the peach blossoms are so beautiful."

After a while, a group of practiced stick monks had passed out. Qin Yi looked around, turned to Jingze and said, "You will deal with it?"

Jingze hesitated for a moment: "Okay."

Qin Yi flew up and headed straight for Hongfa Temple.

That clear space had already run away while the stick monk was blocking Qin Yi.

Qin Yi knew that there must be some arrangements at home in the temple, but he was really fearless at this moment.

He can feel that although the clearance is also at the eighth or ninth floor of Fengchu, the realm is comparable, but the difference between the quality of mana and his own is a bit outrageous. It also belongs to the stage of the visualization of the emptiness of "Qi", if you are a solid and visible vast steam, the clearance is at most a little bit of sparse mist, and the two are not at the same level.

Fighting skills alone can probably be crushed, but Taoism is actually not my main support.

If there is such a big gap and dare not enter the temple, it is a waste of this practice.

Passing by the "Hall of Seeking Children", Qin Yi stopped for a while, and let out a flame with his fingers.

Not long after, the tourists and pilgrims inside and outside the temple saw thick smoke rising from the direction of the Qiuzi Hall, and the flames shot up into the sky. Someone shouted: "It's the water! It's the water!"

The temple was in chaos, and the ordinary monks didn't think too much about it for a while, and immediately fetched water to put out the fire. Countless pilgrims and tourists rushed in from the nearby stream, also intending to help put out the fire.

The first time they rushed into the Hall of Seeking Children, everyone was stunned.

From the thick smoke, several couples of monks and women ran out in disheveled clothes. Many people opened their mouths and dropped the barrels in their hands.

The other monks who put out the fire thumped in their hearts, and secretly called something bad: "Benefactors, this is a misunderstanding. What everyone sees is an illusion, which is the illusion set by the Buddha..."

"Fuck your mother's hallucinations!" A strong man squeezed through the crowd, grabbed the monk and beat him: "My wife entered your ruined temple, came home unhappy, and committed suicide within a few days. My wife is coming!"

There was chaos outside the courtyard, people crying, roaring, chasing and beating, playing the flute, all kinds of voices resounded through the sky, and no one even did the fire fighting.

Qin Yi quietly rescued a few women who were bewitched and lost their minds and failed to come out, and placed them in the Taolin outside the temple. Such innocent people cannot be rushed in to watch, and it is best to let them leave quietly.

After finishing all this, he turned his head to look at the Hall of Seeking Children, which was in turmoil. Qin Yi smiled slightly, and walked into the Zen courtyard behind.

As soon as I stepped in, I saw three old monks standing in a triangle, forming seals and reciting formulas silently, while there were several enchanting women who were extremely revealingly dressed dancing with ribbons.

At that moment, the scenery in the Buddhist monastery seemed to have changed.

Like in the Buddha Kingdom of Ultimate Bliss, under the bodhi tree, the Buddhas sing, the celestial maidens dance with flowers, the heavenly fragrance lingers, and the wonderland whirls. With the Buddha's light shining everywhere, it is warm and peaceful, peaceful and peaceful.

In this piece of Buddha's light and peace, a poisonous snake approached quietly from under its feet.

Qin Yi had no expression on his face. He flipped his hands, and two balls of flames ignited in his hands.

Then the flames rushed left and right, and the violent tongue of flames instantly engulfed the poisonous snake.

The screams of the monks came from the left and right, and the voices of the Buddhas chanted louder. In the illusion, nectar fell from the sky and extinguished the raging fire.

"Duh!"

The voice of Buddha's anger exploded, as if a hammer was shaking in the heart: "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately!"

Qin Yi smiled, and didn't even use the Qingxin Jue. In fact, this is only a very elementary spiritual influence, just like the mortal martial art has a similar soul-hunting technique, those who are not strong-willed can easily be hit by the mind and lose their fighting spirit.

But the impact on his practice has been negligible.

There is also a faint Sanskrit singing lingering in my ears: "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn your head and see the shore..."

Repeatedly, constantly lingering.

Qin Yi picked his ears, and suddenly said: "Stop playing with these things, I'll show you something fun."

As he spoke, he took out three small ingots of silver and threw them into the air.

Yinzi suddenly turned into three shiny bald monks, their heads bit by bit, and they were also singing: "One monk carries water to drink, two monks carry water to drink, three monks have no water to drink..."

There were women around me who couldn't help "puchi" laughter.

The majestic, benevolent, and majestic Buddha's realm was mixed with something extremely inconsistent, and the entire illusion froze for a moment, then shattered.

There was still a Buddhist monastery in front of him, and the dance of the "celestial maidens" around had stopped long ago. The corners of the three old monks' mouths were bleeding, and they stared at Qin Yi.

"The benefactor really has a profound practice and is not deluded by the mind." Jing Kong gnashed his teeth and said, "But it is too much for the benefactor to break into the courtyard alone. Finally, I would like to advise the benefactor, if you leave here, you and I will not violate the river water. Don’t blame the old man for using the Buddha’s treasure if you are obsessed with obsession! Your practice at the beginning of the Feng Dynasty is unbearable!”

Qin Yi didn't answer, as if he was preparing some big move.

Jingkong's expression turned serious, and he slowly took out a golden female statue.

This female statue is very similar to the costumes of the surrounding "celestial maidens", all of which are covered with light gauze, faintly visible. Although the colorful ribbons are fluttering, it seems to be full of fairy spirit, but just seeing it gives people a sense of extreme temptation.

A murmur-like sigh came from his ear. At the same time, the eyes of those "celestial maidens" also fell into confusion, and their dancing postures resumed, but they were no longer peaceful as before, but full of enchantment and charm. Gently crooning lingering in the ears, hooked into the heart.

The golden statue seems to have turned into a human body, with the appearance of a stunning goddess, walking gracefully...

Qin Yi seemed to have been completely confused, his eyes were full of bewilderment. In the hands that were condensing the fire, the flames had dissipated. Instead, they hugged tremblingly, as if they wanted to touch the woman who had transformed into a golden statue.

The woman smiled seductively, and the peach blossom-like cut pupils slowly turned golden.

And Qin Yi seemed to want to resist, but couldn't control himself.

Jingkong laughed loudly: "Even the one with the heart of the piano will inevitably be entangled by the demons under this Buddha treasure. The benefactor should not struggle, and be picked up by the goddess obediently, and transformed into our practice."

Qin Yi struggled with his eyes and shouted sharply.

The female statue paused, and Qin Yi also paused. There seemed to be an invisible aura lingering in the middle. It was Qin Yi's practice that was at a stalemate with this Buddha treasure.

Jingkong's expression changed, he did not expect this young man to be so determined in his practice. He winked at the two old monks on the left and right, and the three of them leaped over together, and slapped Qin Yi's Tianling with three palms from different directions.

Qin Yi yelled loudly, finally got the mace in his hand, and swept in a circle. The expressions of the three monks turned serious, they gathered Buddha's light in each hand, and patted the mace together.

Even so, the three old monks still couldn't withstand Qin Yi's outburst, and Qiqi was swept away. Jing Kong was in the air, and suddenly shouted loudly: "The benefactor has not made a move, when will he wait!"

The sound of ghost cries suddenly sounded in the air, and it seemed that thousands of ghosts with endless shadows suddenly came in from this charming and murderous aura, wrapping around Qin Yi's body.

The three old monks were surprised to see that Qin Yi's struggling eyes disappeared instantly, and there seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"boom!"

At the very center of the battle, Qin Yi suddenly disappeared, and all the thousands of devil's tears blasted on the female statue, and the goddess flew away, turning into a golden statue again.

At the same time, a snake sprang out from the ground, and after leaving the battle, it quickly changed into Qin Yi's appearance, and jumped at the wall with a stick: "Wanxiang Senluozong, I have been playing a pig for so long, I have been waiting for you!"