Chapter 972

Xiao Yao is not a good person, but he is not a bad person who kills innocent people indiscriminately. Although he flattened the No. 3 Military Region of Yingguo before, it is also because the other party targeted himself first and put in nuclear weapons. If Xiao Yao can swallow it, he is too weak. In a word, there is a reason for it, It's definitely not killing so many people without any reason.

Master huaikong, however, is an eminent monk. No matter how cruel Xiao Yao is, he can't do anything to an eminent monk!

Little monk Xu SuGuan seemed to guess what Xiao Yao thought and said with a smile, "master Xiao Shizhu doesn't need to be careful. I have no deep hatred with master huaikong, but although he is a monk as well as the little monk, he has done a lot of angry things."

Xiao Yao couldn't believe it: "for example?"

The little monk pointed to the white Python: "at the beginning, it was he who put the dragon soul into the white python, and often brought some devout believers to the back mountain and put them into the mouth of the python, just to make it cross the robbery as soon as possible and turn into a dragon as soon as possible."

Xiao Yao was stunned.

After thinking about it for a long time, I finally couldn't help saying, "what's his picture?"

"Tu Neng flies away in a dragon, enters the immortal gate and becomes the Buddha." Speaking of these, the little monk also had a bitter smile, "thanks to the master who has read so many scriptures, he doesn't know that the road to becoming a Buddha is not in heaven, but in the Buddha's heart. Even if the Buddha's body is really cultivated without the Buddha's heart, it's just a fierce Buddha, and he still gets reincarnation."

Xiao Yao said with a smile: "since this is the case, why don't you clean up the door directly?"

The young monk put his hands together: "monks are merciful and can't kill people."

"Then go to spend him!" Xiao Yao said.

"Stubborn, unable to spend, the heart of the evil, how can others solve?" Asked the little monk.

Xiao Yao sighed and said, "so to put it bluntly, I have to do such a thing, right?"

The little monk nodded with a smile.

Xiao Yao sighed: "it seems that you still don't know me well enough!"

The little monk was slightly stunned, but the surprise on his face just flashed by. He soon recovered and asked, "what do you mean?"

Xiao Yao squinted and said, "don't you know mind reading? What do I think you don't know? "

The little monk said with a smile: "it will hurt me to spy on your heart all the time. Besides, it's hard for me to master it thoroughly, especially what you don't want me to know. It's hard for me to grasp your inner thoughts."

Xiao Yao nodded, which is that he has learned a lot. At least if he meets some experts who can understand people's hearts, he doesn't need to be too scared.

The little monk looked at Xiao Yao and continued to ask, "you haven't told me, what do you want?"

"Can you give me what I want?" Xiao Yao asked

The little monk touched his bald head and laughed awkwardly. Then he spread out his hand to tell Xiao Yao, don't talk, and see what I have first.

Xiao Yao saw the little monk from head to foot and shook his head.

He felt that the little monk really had nothing to draw for himself.

"Forget it, just think you owe me a favor." Xiao Yao sighed, "but first say well, I can't kill people directly. What if you cheat me?"

The little monk seems to be a little unhappy: "monks don't lie!"

"Isn't master huaikong also a monk?" Xiao Yao asked. The little monk scratched his head and thought about it. He thought what Xiao Yao said was quite reasonable.

"Well, let's go and have a look first, shall we?" With that, the little monk gave Xiao Yao another Bodhi and said, "don't you say I owe you a favor? When you need to use this kind of human feelings, crush the Bodhisattva and I'll show up, right? "

Xiao Yao nodded and put up the second Bodhi that he got from the young monk.

The little monk patted Xiao Yao on the shoulder, and they flew to Shanshui Temple together.

After stopping at the gate of the temple, the little monk looked at Xiao Yao and said, "why don't you let me expose his face?"

Xiao Yao was a little curious. He didn't know what kind of means the little monk would use. However, he didn't want to think much about the other side's confidence.

His task is to kill people. Kill people! What a simple thing?

Looking at Xiao Yao's indifferent appearance, the little monk suddenly said with a smile, "benefactor Xiao, have you ever thought of a question?"

Xiao Yao was a little curious. Looking at the little monk, he asked, "what's the problem?"

"Master huaikong, since he can ferry the Dragon Spirit into the body of the white python, do you think he can be an ordinary man?"

Xiao Yao suddenly wake up, stare round eyes, looking at the little monk, asked: "do you want to tell me that master huaikong, his strength is extraordinary?"

"It's true. It's probably the realm of Linghe in martial arts. Fortunately, he is the only practitioner in Shanshui temple."

Xiao Yao was relieved.

"Linghe realm is easy to deal with." Xiao Yao said.

"Only in this way, when you fight, you will certainly cause a lot of noise. At that time, you may hurt the innocent, and then I will be guilty." The little monk frowned.

"What are you afraid of? It's not for you to kill!" Xiao Yao said impatiently.

In fact, the little monk is very good everywhere, but he's a little bit coy and doesn't look like a man at all.

The little monk sighed and said, "even if I didn't kill people, if they died for me, I've been guilty." This is the reason why I don't kill Biren, but Biren died because of me.

Xiao Yao waved his hand and said, "there's not so much to do. Just kill him."

It's not that Xiao Yao is so arrogant. He is mainly a practitioner of Linghe realm. He really can't see each other.

Now Xiao Yao's Yulong Jue is already a heavenly mental skill. In addition, his cultivation has entered a half step spirit sea. If even master huaikong in the spirit River realm can't solve it, he might as well go to bed early and wash up.

The little monk saw that Xiao Yao was full of confidence, and he didn't say anything more. He just thought that the big deal was that he would take his hand to suppress the master huaikong, and then Xiao Yao would do the same.

Walking into the temple, Xiao Yao still couldn't see through the little monk's accomplishments and asked, "what's the state of your strength?"

The little monk shook his head: "I don't know."

"I don't know?" Xiao Yao was a little surprised.

The little monk glanced at Xiao Yao and said, "I really don't know what cultivation I am. I'm not a cultivator at all! I'm just a monk, a monk. "

"..." Xiao Yao said, biting his teeth, "you are not a practitioner. Can you draw out the dragon spirit before?"

"I don't know." The little monk thought about it and said, "it's from reading scriptures."

Xiao Yao is too lazy to talk to the little monk.

"In fact, it's not difficult to understand. You all enter Taoism with martial arts. I enter Taoism with Buddhism." The little monk muttered.

Xiao Yao waved his hand. Now he really can't understand what the little monk said.

Seeing Qin Rou, Xiao Yao was relieved and said, "Mom, wait for me at the foot of the mountain first."

Qin Rou was a little puzzled. She looked at the little monk who had gone back and forth, and was even more puzzled.

"Don't we have to make a wish? Master huaikong has been waiting for me for a long time. " Qin Rou said.

Xiao Yao was a little surprised and asked, "do you know Master huaikong?"

"Yes, he has been my mother's good friend for many years." Qin Rou said with a smile, "last time I came, he was also responsible for receiving us."

Xiao Yao could not help shivering.

If the master huaikong is really a devil as the little monk said, wouldn't they have been wandering around the gate of hell?

At the thought of this, he was a little nervous.

"In that case, please take me with you, madam." The little monk said with a smile.

Xiao Yao glanced at the little monk and was not happy. It was obvious that he didn't want his mother to follow him.

The little monk understood Xiao Yao's meaning and said softly, "master Xiao, don't worry. Since I'm still here, I can ensure the safety of my wife."

Xiao Yao couldn't help asking: "with your strength, how about the master huaikong?"

"..." the little monk thought for a long time and didn't speak.

Xiao Yao depressed way: "you this silent is what meaning?"

The little monk said with a bitter face: "I just can't think of a suitable adjective. If I want to kill him, it's probably not right for a moment. I don't have to do it..."

Xiao Yao

He felt that the little monk was so crazy!

In the past, Xiao Yao thought that he was the kind of crazy to heinous people, now compared with Xiaohe Shangyi, he is a fart!

"Are you sure you're not bragging?" Xiao Yao asked tentatively.

The little monk was angry: "I am a monk!"

Xiao Yao is too lazy to talk to him.

When entering the hall, a white faced monk has come to Qin rou.

"Hello, benefactor. The abbot has been waiting for you for a long time." The white faced monk asked.

Qin Rou was a little surprised and asked, "does the abbot know I'm back?"

The white faced monk nodded.

Qin Rou turned to Xiao Yao and said, "see? It's said that master huaikong has become an immortal. Sure enough, he can foretell. "

Xiao Yao gave a bitter smile and whispered to Xu SuGuan, the little monk beside him: "my mother has been standing at the gate of the temple for such a long time, and a fool knows that she's coming!"

Xu SuGuan did not comment and laughed. Everything was silent.

Chinese people have a preconceived idea since ancient times.

In Qin Rou's heart, master huaikong is already extraordinary, so she naturally prefers to believe that master huaikong has great powers.

A practitioner in the realm of Linghe can do nothing! The white faced monk looked curiously at Xu SuGuan, who was standing beside Xiao Yao. He couldn't help asking, "benefactor, who is this?"“ I came from the Jinchan temple to find master huaikong to discuss Zen Xu SuGuan put his hands together, lowered his head and said softly“ On Zen? Jinchan temple The white faced monk frowned and was not happy（ Thank you brother Yang, the fourth leader of this book, for the monthly ticket support in the next ten years, and for the monthly ticket support of one's bitter brother!)