Chapter 4131 Little Monk

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"Chaos inheritance can still have such a role?"

Qin Shaofeng's eyes suddenly flickered with a bright light.

He immediately took out Luo Tian Chan Ying.

Wearing it on the hand, it will display the emptiness of life.

Unfortunately.

In his current breath, there is already a breath of emptiness in his life, even if he relies on Luo Tianchanying, he can't help it.

"Is it a ban?"

Qin Shaofeng thought again.

The direction he moved forward changed again, but at the same time, he searched for all the prohibition methods inherited from Chaos.

Sure enough, he actually found something.

That's an unknown method of prohibition.

It is possible to hide all the breath of a person into nothingness. As long as the person who uses this kind of restriction does not fight, it is impossible for the breath to leak.

No wonder Xuanwu would say that the prohibition of chaos has a way to do this.

he thought.

The movements in his hands did not stop at all, and several prohibited items had been taken out from Fatian Longcheng.

A piece of cloth, a fallen leaf, a dead branch.

He hid all the leaves and the leaves on his body, then held the dead branches with both hands and landed quickly.

Forbidden light flickered.

Even he himself felt that the aura on his body had completely disappeared, but instead the aura of Buddhism and Taoism in Luo Tianchan's shadow quickly melted into himself.

"It really works, but it's a pity that I can only walk next."

Qin Shaofeng sighed, and immediately Sa Yazi went in the direction of Tianbei City.

But in his hands, he still held the dead branch.

"Amitabha, benefactor, you will not die, you will definitely not die, I will find a master to transcend you." He continued to recite words.

The footsteps are getting faster and faster.

Time passed slowly.

In the blink of an eye, it's two days.

Just walking on foot, Qin Shaofeng only felt the terrifying aura when he changed the direction of his breath when he walked a thousand miles or so.

"The poor monk said that if you didn't die, the Buddha would not let you die. Amitabha, the Great Compassion Mantra, that mantra, the poor monk would not recite the mantra, eat grapes without spitting grape skins..."

Qin Shaofeng's murmuring was still constant, and his voice was weak and mosquito chirping, so that even people who heard him seem to be muttering would not know what he was talking about.

Of course, if someone really heard it, they would definitely burst out laughing.

What is that curse?

What is it that a poor monk can't recite mantras?

Even the jingles on the earth were read out by him.

Even he couldn't read well at all, and all kinds of weird tones appeared one after another.

But he had such a pious look on his face.

Even that anxious look, as if he was afraid that the dead branches in his hands would be cut off.

In a blink of an eye, another half a month passed.

The hundreds of people who had been ordered to come after him had completely dispersed.

In the past few days, Qin Shaofeng has clearly felt that at least a dozen times, the breath of the Void Realm passed over his head.

Obviously, because those people couldn't find him, they were already in a state of madness, and they started searching all over the world.

The murmurs in his mouth continued.

But he already had a smile in his heart.

Chaos inheritance is really powerful.

I walked right under their noses, but the group of guys searched for more than a dozen times, but they didn't give me the slightest suspicion.

I don't know if it is the legendary joy that produces sorrow.

It was when he was most excited.

I saw three figures suddenly appear in front of him.

Although he felt it, he couldn't make even the slightest pause.

He didn't even seem to feel anything.

The hurried footsteps are always constant.

But ten steps away.

"Bang!"

He rammed his head into the man standing in front of him.

The violent shaking made the dead branch in his hand almost fall.

Immediately, he was in a hurry, and then he was able to hold the dead branch in his hands again.

These strange actions made the faces of the three of them even more strange.

"Little monk, you have been running in the mountains for a few days, why are you still running around here?" a person asked.

Little monk?

Chaos inheritance is so terrifying.

My hair was so black that in the eyes of these three people, it was just a bald monk.

He seemed to finally realize that there seemed to be a human being in front of him.

Looking up at the front.

"Amitabha, the Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, the Tathagata Buddha, dare to ask who the donor is and why he is blocking the path of the poor monk. Can't the donor see that this donor is about to be enthroned?" Qin Shaofeng asked.

He doesn't know anything about Buddhism.

Anyway, what he is saying now is what the world doesn't understand, so he doesn't have to worry about being exposed as a fake monk by these people.

"This donor is sitting down?"

The person who asked the question opened his mouth in astonishment, and looked at the dead branch that Qin Shaofeng was holding in both hands, feeling dumbfounded.

"Little monk, that's just a dead branch." That

People couldn't help but laugh.

"Amitabha, the Buddha said that form is emptiness and emptiness is form, people are emptiness, trees are also emptiness, people are people, and mothers are born, trees are trees, and mothers are born. Since they are all born of mothers, why are people not trees and trees? People, people can sit on a tree but not on a tree..."

"stop!"

The man was almost shocked by Qin Shaofeng's remarks.

What is this all about?

The form in front is the emptiness and the form. We can understand it, but what is born in the back?

Even Buddha said it?

Does this actually actually appear as a Buddha?

How do you know that Buddha said such a thing?

"Little monk, don't tell me things that I don't understand. There is no Buddha in this world, so let's not talk about it. Even if there is, the Buddha is not as long-winded as you." The man couldn't bear it.

Before he finished speaking, he felt a monstrous murderous aura emanating from Qin Shaofeng.

So murderous, even he subconsciously trembled.

But in an instant, the monstrous murderous aura suddenly disappeared.

"Amitabha, Master said that you can't kill, the poor monk has almost killed this little life accidentally, and is in need of Master's treatment, but he can no longer kill."

"Amitabha, Amitabha..."

He even started to call the Buddha's name.

The questioner was originally shocked by his murderous aura.

But when he heard what he said to himself, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Your master is right, you are a monk and cannot kill, so tell me obediently, what are you doing here, and have you seen one? A drunken lunatic?"

Qin Shaofeng finally stopped talking in his mouth.

He looked up at the person in front of him.

Before the person was aware of it, he had quietly performed the Heavenly Secret Technique.

The function of the Heavenly Mystery Technique is to detect the Heavenly Mystery, and there will be no breath flow.

"The donor is the He family 18,342 miles north of Yunxian Palace. The He family has a total of 137,322 people, including 786 pregnant women. A total of..."

"Monk, what are you talking about?"

The man's scalp was numb by Qin Shaofeng's words. Even he himself did not know how many people there were in his family and the exact distance from Yunxian Temple.