Chapter 232 One Monk, One Monk
Chapter 119 One Monk, One Monk
The girl had both hands occupied by the person. She couldn't move her hands for a moment, so she could only fly out with one foot and kick towards the lonely crutch greeted by Taoist Qingyun.
Of course Xue Ling used the magical power of indestructibility.
There was only a sound like gold and stone clashing, and the girl's right foot was hit by the crutch. Taoist Qingyun originally had a murderous look on his face, thinking that he could kill Xue Ling with the stick in front of him, but unexpectedly he felt a strong force coming from the crutch. Come on, he couldn't hold the solitary crutch. He only heard a clanking sound, and the solitary crutch came out of his hand. His hands burst open and blood flowed out.
He couldn't help but jump back, shocked: "Who are you? How can you have such hard skills and true energy?"
Xue Ling herself also felt uncomfortable. There is no basis for what you say, it all depends on what you see with your hands.
Xue Ling felt her whole body's energy and blood surge. She was so shocked that she was speechless. The opponent's skill was so profound that it was the most powerful among the enemies Xue Ling had fought so far.
Of course - everything is black.
Fortunately, the Taoist didn't use all his strength at first and took Xue Ling lightly, so he was knocked off his hands. At this time, Xue Ling took a step back and managed to stabilize his energy and blood.
At this time, the girl knew clearly that if a fight really broke out, she would not be able to do anything with Sheng Junqian and Jiang Liuer as two burdens around her, so she thought for a moment and looked at Taoist Qingyun: "You Taoist, You are so rude, why are you raising your hand to hit someone?"
Of course she knew that the other person wanted to kill her just now, but she just couldn't really break her face right now, so she gave the Taoist a step to get down and saw if the Taoist was willing to get down.
The Taoist was also in a dilemma at this time. His left leg was lame and he originally needed crutches to be able to walk freely. Now that the crutches were knocked away by the opponent, he must have lost all his dignity.
However, the fact that this seemingly young girl actually possesses such hard-working Qi made the Taoist feel a little incredible and extremely fearful.
Hearing Xue Ling's words at this time, she couldn't help laughing: "To be honest, I'm afraid that you are the helper invited by the doctor to deal with me, so I can't help but test it out and hope that the girl will be honest." The two of them stood in the Pearl like this
. Beside the pool, the trickling waterfall beside you falls leisurely from high in the sky, splashing into the pool with a tinkling sound. They are afraid of each other, so they are indifferent.
"In this case, Dao Changjie, do you mind if my daughter takes the first step?" Xue Ling said lightly, still concentrating on guarding against the other party's continued attack.
Taoist Qingyun, on the other hand, rolled his eyes in a circle, knowing that this woman should not be taken lightly, so he continued to yell: "Then I will not send you away far away, this female donor." As he said this, he
limped He jumped up and down to get his crutch that was knocked away, while Xue Ling, because she was carrying two burdens, knew it would be difficult to pursue, so she hurriedly walked out of the mountain.
This search for a doctor ended up in an unwarranted disaster. Although it proved that Fan Yixian was really very skilled in medicine. After all, he was so good at poisoning. There was no reason why he was not strong in medical skills. However, he accidentally got into trouble. If If Xue Ling had not been protected by the indestructible power of the Vajra and was invulnerable to all poisons, then he would have definitely been killed by this Taoist priest at this time.
Thinking about it this way, it is inevitable that there will be some grudge in my heart.
Fortunately, both of them have used the rat weapon, so they have tested each other's skills and know that they are not soft persimmons, so their fighting spirit has weakened. Xue Ling said goodbye to the Taoist and did not dare to return to the original road. He didn't know her true identity, but he just felt that she had the upper hand against the opponent's weapons with her body, so he was wary.
However, Xue Ling understood that the other party was really powerful. Even if Xue Ling had no burden, he might not be his opponent in a head-on battle. He was not an indestructible person, and he really had no weak points in his body, so he hurriedly walked toward him. Walk deep into the mountains.
As a result, after walking less than three or five miles, Xue Ling heard the sound of Amitabha in front of her.
Xue Ling took a closer look and saw a fat monk wearing a vermilion cassock walking towards him. He had an ugly face and a vermilion gourd hanging on his waist. At this time, he clasped his hands together and sang a Buddhist chant to Xue Ling.
At this time, Xue Ling was still in the state of having a chicken in her left hand and a duck in her right hand. Facing this monk, especially in the deep mountains and old forests, she naturally did not dare to let down her guard.
At this time, the monk's steps were like flying, and he had already arrived in front of Xue Ling: "Female donor, I see that you are destined to be my Buddha."
Xue Ling silently took a step back.
A monk is good at everything, but he is not good at this. It always means that you are destined to be a Buddha.
Your bowl of rice is destined to my Buddha, so you should give it to me to eat. Your clothes are destined to my Buddha, so you should give it to me to keep me warm. Your money is destined to my Buddha, so you should donate it. Reshape the golden body of Buddha in the temple.
Of course, this is not the scariest thing.
The most terrifying thing is that you are destined to be my Buddha.
Things outside the body are destined to have a destiny, and it is enough to spend money to eliminate disasters. But if a person is destined to my Buddha, what is the point of not donating oneself to the Buddha?
When the fat monk saw Xue Ling retreating, he couldn't help but laugh: "Sajia made a joke to the female donor. I hope the female donor doesn't mind." "
Sajia just wanted to ask the female donor a way."
Xue Ling obviously returned a chicken in her left hand. She was holding the person in her right hand, but the fat monk didn't seem to mind at all. Xue Ling didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but the mountain road was narrow and he couldn't walk through it because he was blocking the road, so she could only stop: " Dare I ask this eminent monk what road he wants to ask about?"
"I can't call you an eminent monk." The monk laughed and said, "The Sa family and a friend met on a road trip in this mountain forest. They didn't expect that the mountain road here was rugged and they couldn't tell the direction. I happened to meet the female donor, and I just wanted to ask: "Has the female donor heard of the name Fan Yixian?
Xue Ling's heart tightened when she heard the words Fan Yixian, but her expression did not change at all. She shook her head pretending to be confused: "Fan Yixian? " What kind of medical fairy?
"It turns out that the female donor didn't know. " The monk continued to smile: "Then the Sa family has another problem." "
Dare I ask if these two men on the female donor's body were thieves that the female donor stole from?" "
This sentence was nondescript and extremely ridiculous. It didn't sound like a monk speaking at all. However, Xue Ling was already wary of him and could only suppress her anger: "Senior monk, please stop talking nonsense. "
She lowered her head and said.
"What a high monk and low monk. When others see the Sa family, they just call out "Bald Donkey". The monk looked at Xue Ling and said with a smile: "The Sa family saw that the female benefactor has tender skin and tender flesh, and a delicate face. It is conceivable that she is destined to be my Buddha."
"Can I ask the female donor to go to my temple to worship Buddha for a year and a half? " "
With that said, he suddenly grabbed Xue Ling's shoulder.
Here we go again! Xue Ling sighed in her heart, feeling really miserable.
But this time, Xue Ling had already concentrated on her. Seeing him take action, she went straight to him. He bumped forward and let go of Sheng Junqian's right hand, putting him on the ground. At the same time, he punched the mountain and attacked the tiger, but instead hit the monk's heart.
(End of Chapter)