Chapter 1990

The other party's confession is so naked that she doesn't hide it. The self-confidence revealed in it doesn't seem to allow her to refuse, which makes Ying Yue very uncomfortable. She feels like a lamb to be slaughtered.

But also let Ying Yue believe and understand why the other party will find themselves, it turns out that he is really valuable to others.

Ying Yue bit his lip: "now you are searched everywhere. You can't protect yourself." The implication is what you can help me with.

The demon monk Nanbo turned and paced, and said slowly, "if I can support a xiahoutuo, I can support a second xiahoutuo, as long as you are willing to."

Can I be like Xia houtuo? Ying Yue's eyes twinkled and her heart was slightly moved. She never thought that a woman could become a person like Xia houtuo. But when she thought about her identity, she seemed to be a little persuasive. The sword in her hand dropped slowly, but her mouth still didn't soften. She struggled and said, "what if I don't agree?"

The demon monk Nanbo turned to face, pointed to his chest, "don't promise, just like him, you will still do it."

Ying Yue quickly horizontal sword in the neck, "dead see how you control!"

The demon monk laughed and shook his head, "death? It seems that you don't know me yet. Forget it, I don't have to threaten you If you die, it's all over, but who will avenge your Ying family? I think that you, the daughter of the Ying family, who is to be married, will not be able to obtain the complete cultivation skills of Ying Jiuguang. If you are willing to take me as a teacher, I will pass on a wonderful skill, which is stronger than the green master and the Buddha master. Do you want to have it? "

Ying Yue gritted her teeth and said it was false to say that she was not moved. However, she has heard some legends about this man. Cooperating with this man is tantamount to seeking skin with a tiger. But then again, if she can't help, she will not be able to revenge on her own ability, and even dare not to appear in public all her life.

"It is true that some of the Ying family have escaped the pursuit of heaven. I may have some influence on them, but it is definitely not as big as the elder thought. I even suspect that my parents and the Ying family's refugees have been poisoned by them. Even if I am willing to contact them, they may not listen to me, otherwise I will not stay here and dare not see people." Ying Yue says this is as if he has let go of his mouth, and the sword across his neck is slowly put down.

The demon monk nodded his head and said, "your family may have been killed. Otherwise, I will not only find you, the female doll of the Ying family."

Ying Yue said bitterly and indignantly, "master, since you know it, you should understand that they even dare to kill my family. How can they listen to me? How can I live with my enemies who killed my parents? "

The demon monk shook his head and sighed, "silly girl, what can we do if we hate again? You might as well write down the hatred, bury it for a while, as if you don't know. When you have the strength of revenge, all the gratitude and resentment will be solved easily. How about using them to strengthen yourself, and then cutting the enemy, isn't it fast? It's no use mourning. What's more, I don't know if they killed your family. As long as you are willing to learn from me, I will help you to find out exactly what happened to your parents. I can find out who killed your parents! Are you willing to live in hatred forever, or are you willing to take practical actions to revenge? I don't think it's hard to choose! "

Ying Yue lowered her head, then raised her head again and said, "if Uncle Li hadn't taken care of me these years, I'm afraid I would have fallen into the hands of heaven. Please let him go!"

The demon monk nodded: "his body is not suitable for me, I just borrowed it for a while, I promise you not to hurt him."

Ying Yue: how do I know you won't break your promise

The demon monk's instant cold eyes squint at the way: "girl, a promise of the poor monk can be more expensive than this flesh body!"

Ding! With the pestle and sword on the ground, Ying Yue kneels down and cries out two words, "master!"

Now she has no choice, if there is a way, she will not fall into such a situation, the present seems to be her only hope, before the hard mouth is just affectation.

The evil monk looked down at her. "I never promise to do what I say. Since I'm a teacher, I will teach you a cultivation method stronger than the green master and the Buddha master. The Buddha cultivates the" boundless Dharma "and the green master cultivates the" green sky and the world skill ". I've been idle and bored these years, and have spent some time to merge these two techniques into one‘ Can't you accept it? "

No phase? Ying Yue was stunned for a moment. She was surprised and pleased. She didn't know whether it was true or not. She didn't know if it was as powerful as the other party said. She took the sword, kowtowed to the ground, and said in a trill, "I'd like to receive it!" I don't know whether I'm afraid or happy.

The demon monk stepped forward slowly and stood in front of her and said calmly, "raise your head!"

Ying Yue looks up at him and doesn't know what it means.

The evil monk said again, "close your eyes, keep one mind!"

Ying Yue doesn't understand. She is a little worried about being killed. But on second thought, it seems that there is no need for people to kill themselves. She immediately closes her eyes and tries to keep her mind steady.

Seeing her eyeballs shaking under her eyelids, I knew that she was in a state of mind. The demon monk put his hands together and gently vomited Sanskrit, "Mi ma mi Ma Ha!"

Ying Yue subconsciously wants to open her eyes to see what he is doing. However, she feels sleepy. Her eyelids are so heavy that she can't open her eyes. In her mind, there seems to be a big wave in her mind. It seems that all her thoughts are taken away in an instant. Her mind is peaceful.The demon monk closed his eyes, and his lips muttered quickly. He seemed to be murmuring in secret. With his movements, he slowly stretched out an index finger. A little golden light appeared on the tip of his finger. It was on the center of Ying Yue's eyebrows, and a little golden light penetrated from his platform.

Ying Yue sees a golden dragon flying out of her open mind, flying all over the sky. Soon, it flies to her and flies around her. When she is dazzled, she suddenly sends out a cash dragon, which is composed of words. Every word that has passed is printed into her heart.

After the Golden Dragon script has gone through once, it starts from the beginning again and again, repeatedly and continuously.

Until it was deeply engraved in her mind, she felt that she could recite it like a stream. The Golden Dragon suddenly exploded and collapsed, turning into countless golden dust, and the glittering dust was gone.

This explosion, the explosion of her body trembled, startled out of cold sweat, suddenly opened her eyes, and finally woke up.

After a brief review of the words in his mind, he found that the title of the title was "Wuxiang", which seemed to be the so-called skill of the evil monk.

She was busy looking around the house, but she found that the old fisherman was no longer in the room. It seemed that it was getting dark. She pinched her fingers to calculate the time and found that she had been kneeling here for two hours unconsciously.

She quickly got up and looked around the house. She accidentally saw the old fisherman's figure through the window, standing still and upright in the bamboo forest, and occasionally some bamboo leaves floated through his figure.

Ying Yue goes out in a hurry and goes to meet the old fisherman's back. His eyes are very complicated.

She was shocked to see how she was shocked by her miraculous passing on of the Dharma.

"Master!"

Walking behind the demon monk, Ying Yue calls respectfully and cleverly.

"I haven't heard that for a long time." Nanbo, a demon monk, gently twists a bamboo leaf falling from his side. It is natural and soft, as if it just falls between his fingers. "I once received six disciples."

Six disciples? Ying Yue was stunned for a moment, "the original disciple still has six elder martial brothers."

The demon monk stopped for a moment and then said with a faint smile: "it seems that some people don't want to mention more about the past of the poor monk. My six disciples were later called the six saints!"

Ying Yue is astonished. Is the six saints the disciple of the demon monk Nanbo? She had never heard of it before.

Nanbo, a demon monk, asked, "what kind of me have you heard of? You can tell me what you hear. You can't hide the truth from me. "

Ying Yue hesitated a little, but finally she managed to say in a low voice: "master, you regard yourself as a God, treat all living beings as ants, and kill innocent people indiscriminately..." I dare not say more.

"Maybe." Nanbo, the demon monk, sighed and looked far away. He seemed to explain to her: "my background was very rough. My father was a human monk, and my mother was a demon monk. I had a good cultivation talent since I was a child. I practiced both human skills and demon cultivation skills My time was different from that of today. It was a time of confrontation between good and evil, far more than the so-called right and evil. At that time, there was a comprehensive confrontation between the good and the evil. Monks all over the world were involved in it. Either you died or he died. However, it was an era of practicing martial arts in which all kinds of flowers blossomed. We were more concerned about personal strength than relying on power. My father and my mother's Union was not allowed by the right path, nor by the evil way. Eventually, I was killed. However, I was optimistic and optimistic at that time. I didn't abandon myself. I felt that it was better to live in troubled times than anything else. In order to survive and change my fate, I would like to eat anything. I got a ghost cultivation skill, because I could hide my identity after cultivation Finally, he did not hesitate to practice ghost cultivation with Yang body, which can be described as a life of death. Later, he found that he was not strong enough to protect himself, so he hid his identity and went to learn from his teacher. The school was destroyed by the orthodox school after practicing the demon Dharma. Fortunately, the ghost cultivation skill can change the identity in time and escape a disaster. After practicing the immortal family's skill, my school was destroyed by evil ways, and I relied on the skills to avoid being robbed. There were more than one or two times that I met so many times and again. He was persecuted by his brothers in the same school because of his outstanding performance. He almost lost his life. He also suffered from jealousy and persecution from his peers because of his outstanding talent. Maybe it's related to my parents and my family background. Being in the right way, I was expelled from the school because I didn't want to kill the evil way. Because I was in the evil way, I was expelled from the school by the evil way because I didn't want to kill the right way. Later, due to the reputation of nanwumen and the belief that Buddhism is merciful, I tried my best to join nanwumen, but I wanted to live a stable life for a few years. But who thought that nanwumen was quite capable. When I tested all the disciples, I was immediately regarded as a demon. Facing many experts of nanwumen, I could not escape but kneel down to pray for mercy and swore that there was no evil intention, I wish to be reformed and worship Buddha. However, nanwumen has not let go of it. The poisoned hand has ruined my hard-earned accomplishments In a word, I don't want to be humiliated. I don't want to be humiliated. I don't want to be humiliated

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