Chapter 700 Comfortable (22)

Chapter 700 Comfortable (2/2)

Sitting in the carriage in silence, Xuan Kong pondered the crux of the matter, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

With the help of the game, he seemed to have glimpsed the dark side of the Buddhist kingdom, which made him feel that he could not delve deeper.

But at the same time, he also understood that if some problems were not carefully dug out, they would definitely fester in the flesh in the future, and eventually amputation would be the least serious, and death would be the most serious.

"Black Buddhist Kingdom Xuan Kong" brings together absurdities and various bad tastes, but it is also extended on the basis of facts, making Xuan Kong feel that Bai Long is indeed a talent, and he broke his defense several times so quickly.

Not long after, the white dragon horse suddenly stopped.

Staring at the ever-bright lamp hanging in front of him, he immediately said: "Little sister Ding, Xuan Kong, enter the illusion."

Ding Jie, who had just started snoring, jumped up, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and immediately looked at the ever-bright lamp on the head of the white dragon horse, and then found that the color on it had indeed turned gray.

Xuan Kong also woke up from his contemplation and asked curiously, "What happened?"

"I fell into an illusion. There are many places in the Buddhist kingdom that have Xumi worlds, which are often transformed by some unknown things. The things inside are self-contained and will continue to circulate. Although it is a bit troublesome to get stuck in it, you can leave as long as you find the exit. More importantly, these illusions can be entered and exited repeatedly, so you can improve your cultivation in them, and even see if you can find some useful magic tools to bring out."

Looking at the words in the ever-bright lamp again, Ding Jie said, "This is a D-level illusion. The evil demons you encounter after entering are almost the same as the demons of yesterday, so you can enter with confidence. Xuan Kong, you can go in and explore the way. If there are medicinal herbs, find some medicinal herbs and bring them back so that I can make some pills."

Xuan Kong nodded, and then jumped off the carriage.

Just as he was about to enter, he heard a voice of "Next."

Subconsciously reaching out his hand, Xuan Kong grabbed a stick that fell from the sky.

This stick is not a magic weapon, but the materials used are very exquisite.

The black iron stick weighs 110 jin in total, and the weight in the hand is just right, which makes Xuan Kong feel very familiar.

As a Buddhist monk, Xuan Kong often practices with a gun and a stick, and stick techniques are as natural to him as breathing.

Not to mention that after holding the stick, a lot of stick techniques came to his mind, letting him know that this is the special effect of this game.

Even if a person who knows nothing about sticks can know some preliminary uses of sticks after coming in. Although he may not become a stick master after playing for a long time, he will not be completely ignorant.

After feeling this, Xuan Kong looked at the stick in his hand and his mood became more complicated.

Are all the monks in Jiuzhou playing this level of things?

You can learn something while playing. There is such a wonderful thing in the world?

I don’t know how many similar games there are in Jiuzhou, let alone how many students it has educated and how many skills they have mastered.

With a long sigh, Xuan Kong found that the "Zhengxin Jue" promoted by the Buddhist country seemed to have really gone wrong.

"Zhengxin Jue" can only make practitioners forget pain and enjoy happiness. But games can make people gain happiness and enlightenment from them, and enhance the depth of life.

You can tell which is better and which is worse at a glance.

After sighing, Xuankong chuckled again, secretly thinking that Bailong was still a little smart.

Such a useful thing was actually shown to him openly. Aren't you afraid that he, Xuankong, will learn these things and integrate them into Buddhism?

His wisdom is strong, and he can use this method to make a "Game Sutra", so that people can swim in the game world constructed by the Buddhist scriptures while silently reciting the Buddhist scriptures, so as to gain more knowledge.

Thinking of this, Xuankong smiled again and then escaped into the illusion.

I saw fog in front of me, and when I opened my eyes again, I came to a dilapidated Zen temple.

As soon as he landed, he felt that he was stared at by some invisible thing, and the cold eyes looked at him coldly, making him feel that he couldn't breathe.

Before he could figure out what was going on, a hideous and ugly thing pounced on him.

For a moment, the air was filled with the stench and blood of wild beasts. The unknown beast aimed at Xuan Kong's throat and bit it hard.

However, the other party did not bite. At the moment when it pounced, Xuan Kong had already stepped back, and then the long-accumulated stick smashed the beast's head, directly knocking the other party's brain to pieces, and it couldn't be deader.

Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Xuan Kong looked at his stick with some surprise on his face.

He knows his own body best.

Yesterday, he just climbed up from the bottom of the mountain, and his mana was almost exhausted, and his physical body almost fell to the bottom.

But today, he felt that his physical strength had recovered a lot, and his own reaction and strength had improved a lot, which made him feel a long-lost joy of growth.

After thinking carefully, he nodded and said, "Little Golden Flower? I didn't expect the feedback of this game to be so real. It really makes me feel improved."

Please...collect 6...books...!

Not only that, he also found that something came out of the beast that was knocked to death, and then returned to his body.

When the golden light fell into his body, he immediately felt a warm current coming, making him feel a heat wave rushing into his exhausted dantian, and the mana that had been dissipated actually recovered a little.

"This is... Buddha nature. A monster actually has Buddha nature, this place is not ordinary."

Looking around, Xuankong felt the Buddha nature enter his body. After his mana was restored, his senses were also restored.

Although it was dark all around, he could feel that there were still a lot of wild beasts lurking in the dark, looking at him hungrily.

The other party coveted his flesh and blood, and he also coveted the Buddha nature in the other party.

Holding the black iron stick tightly in his hand, Xuankong's excitement from yesterday surged again, making him feel his body began to swell and his blood began to boil.

After dancing a stick flower, he stabbed out with his long stick, and a wild beast lurking in the dark was picked out by him, and then he smashed it with another stick, smashing the other party's skin and flesh.

Then, the long stick swept across, and a wild beast that pounced in the air was hit by him in the waist, and the sound of the spine breaking sounded immediately, like the sound of nature.

Because it was a wild beast, there was no sense of guilt at all.

Because it was an illusion, it would not trigger the precepts of this place.

But the touch was real, and the condensation of Buddha nature was also real. The multiple sensory stimulations completely exposed Xuan Kong's hidden madness, allowing him to recklessly harvest the beasts here and constantly seize the Buddha nature in their bodies.

It took an unknown amount of time for Xuan Kong to wake up from his agitated emotions.

Beside him, the corpses of beasts piled up like a mountain, and his body was full of Buddha nature, which made him sigh with satisfaction.

"Comfortable."