Chapter 641 Monk
"How dare you to interfere in the affairs of my City Lord's Mansion!"
Before Zhou Yuanshang opened his mouth to speak, the guards of the City Lord's Mansion behind him had already shouted loudly.
The simple monk did not say a word, and still stood silently in front of everyone, but Zhou Yuanshang stared at him with a fierce look in his eyes.
"Monk, you should know that the Li family killed my son, and this hatred... must be avenged!"
If he doesn't even care about his own son being killed, will he still have prestige in the future?
He did not act rashly, but just looked at the monk in front of him coldly.
Others could not see it, but Zhou Yuanshang could see that the monk had a strong true energy in his body, and he was obviously a martial arts master.
Could it be that my son was killed by him?
Thinking of this, the coldness in Zhou Yuanshang's eyes was extremely strong.
There are also gaps between martial arts masters, just like this monk, his true energy has not been completely condensed, and it is obvious that he has become a martial arts master not long ago.
The simple monk said nothing. He just looked at Zhou Yuanshang calmly. In fact, he was not a real monk, which was why he kept his hair.
He actually wanted to join the Buddhist sect, but when he went there, the abbot said that he had unfulfilled selfish desires and could not become a monk, so he asked him to go to the world.
However, the abbot accepted him as a disciple.
From the incident of helping the Li family, it can be seen that he was indeed very selfish, without the great love of Buddhism, and did things mostly according to his own ideas.
Zhou Yuanshang took a spear from his subordinates, and his eyes were full of coldness.
"Monk, I will give you one last chance, either get out of here or die!"
The simple and kind man still stood there, his expression was extremely calm, and he had no intention of getting out of the way.
"Donor, put down the butcher knife."
"Okay, okay." Zhou Yuanshang's eyes revealed a ferocious murderous intent. He acted very quickly, picked up the spear and turned into a residual shadow to kill the monk.
The monk's face changed slightly, but then returned to normal.
His life should have been over thirteen years ago, and today the Li family will protect him no matter what he says.
The monk was gradually covered by a layer of golden light, and he was like a gilded Buddha, grabbing Zhou Yuanshang's spear with his bare hands.
"Clang!"
The sound of steel colliding rang out, and the monk retreated three steps, while Zhou Yuanshang retreated one step.
Zhou Yuanshang sneered, picked up the spear, and rushed towards the monk like a dragon, with a fast and flexible speed, and his footwork kept changing, making it difficult for people to catch him.
"Diamond Sutra, this skill has good defense, but it is just an iron shell. Watch this city lord break your defense."
The sharp and piercing collision sound kept ringing in the street, and the monk kept retreating. The Diamond Sutra was not omnipotent. Soon his body was bleeding, and his face was more painful.
Zhou Yuanshang said coldly: "Monk, if you retreat now, I can treat today's incident as if nothing happened. If you continue to stay here, I will kill you!"
He saw the monk's background, and he didn't want to be an enemy unless it was necessary.
There was a cultivator behind the monk.
The monk just said with a flat expression: "I can't let him go!"
"I know that everyone in the Li family is kind-hearted. Such people shouldn't die. It was your city lord's mansion that caused trouble from the beginning to the end. Your son Zhou Bi died. It was his own fault. No one else can be blamed."
Zhou Yuanshang's eyes were full of coldness: "Okay, it seems that you must die today."
The offensive in his hand became more and more terrifying, the spear became more and more fierce, and the harsh collision sound continued to sound. Every collision between the two was like forging iron.
At the same time, an invisible internal force would spread out, and the walls beside the street were a little shaky.
The simple monk was defeated step by step. He was not Zhou Yuanshang's opponent, but he had reasons to stop here.
At the beginning.
His family was similar to the Li family, just a very ordinary family with about fifty people. He was very young at that time, only five or six years old.
One day, a group of mountain bandits rushed into his house, burned, killed and looted, and finally left five children to kill each other.
The monk was the most timid. He was so scared that he dared not move, curled up in a ball and trembled, but he had a brother.
His brother was so angry that he killed the remaining three children.
When the monk thought he was going to be killed, his brother stabbed the dagger in his chest. He still can't forget his brother's smile before he died, and those three words.
Live!
The monk finally survived.
The living mountain bandit laughed, and his playful eyes kept falling on him. They were very conceited and thought that the monk was not a threat, so they let him go.
After that, the monk went to learn martial arts with hatred.
Only then did he realize that he was a martial arts genius, and his age was a good time to practice martial arts. In just ten years, he had mastered martial arts and was one step away from becoming a martial arts master.
So he inquired about the news and found the bandits who had destroyed his family.
The monk killed all of them.
A total of 103 people.
The monk asked those who had laughed at them to kill each other, and those people did not hesitate to swing their butcher knives at their own people.
That day.
The monk laughed crazily, and only then did he feel the taste of the arrival of the strong.
He could reap the lives of others unscrupulously.
In the end, no one survived. The monk did not fulfill his promise and killed the remaining person.
The monk's heart could not calm down. He entered the Prajna Temple to find inner sustenance, but the abbot refused, saying that he had not let go of worldly thoughts and selfish desires.
He knelt in the Prajna Temple for three days. The abbot finally accepted him as a registered disciple, taught him Buddhist skills, and asked him to practice well.
If one day he could abandon his selfish desires, it would be the time to completely escape into Buddhism.
Before he met the Li family, he had never understood what the worldly thoughts and selfish desires in his heart were.
Obviously, the great revenge was avenged, and his wish was fulfilled, so there should be nothing he wanted to do.
But when he saw the Li family, he understood.
The monk couldn't stand the law of the jungle. Why should ordinary people be exploited and trampled and laughed at by the strong?
Why?
They just wanted to survive.
The monk knew what he should do that day.
Protect the weak.
So he didn't want to see the Li family repeat the same mistakes in front of him.
This is his selfish desire, worldly thoughts!
"I'm sorry, Abbot, I can't go back to Prajna Temple."
The monk's eyes were full of determination. He rushed towards Zhou Yuanshang. His originally golden skin was gradually dyed red by blood, especially his arms, where the skin was torn and several deep wounds were visible to the bone.
"Die!"
Zhou Yuanshang became more and more powerful, and his attack became more and more fierce: "Your tortoise shell doesn't seem to be very good. You haven't practiced the Diamond Sutra of Prajna Temple to perfection, right?"
His tone was full of mockery.
If he had practiced the Diamond Sutra to perfection, he might not be able to break this defense. Unfortunately, Zhou Yuanshang obviously had not practiced for a long time and had not learned the essence of the Diamond Sutra.
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