At night, the monk in white robe caught a fire and sat cross-legged on the ground.

Su Wu said, "Monk, what is your magic number?"

"Congming."

The monk in white robe closed his eyes and spoke.

"Empty clear, clear and clear, since you have this magic number, you should not be a killer."

Su Wu said.

"There is actually not much difference between killing a person and killing a chicken."

Kongming said: "Don't shake the little monk's heart."

Su Wu was covered in black lines, and this was so ugly. As I was not even as good as a chicken.

Taking a deep breath, Su Wu smiled and said, "The master is practicing the best Buddhism. People in Buddhism have too much murder. The three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance will become deeper and deeper. In the future, the master's cultivation will only stop here."

"Good! I never thought that the donor also understands Buddhism."

Kongming opened his eyes and showed a hint of relief on his face.

"I understand a little bit."

Su Wu smiled and said, "Master doesn't understand Buddhism very much."

"The little monk is indeed not as good as the donor."

The emptiness and light do not fight.

"Master, are you familiar with Zhang Biao?"

Su Wu asked.

"Junior Brother Zhang Biao has been with me for ten years, and the young monk is familiar with me."

"Since you are familiar with it, do you know that he is extremely guilty of killing."

"I don't know."

"Buddhist talks about cause and effect, and the serious consequences of evil retribution is because he kills too much, so he gets this retribution. Why should the master commit more killings for him?"

Su Wu sighed lightly.

"What the donor said is very much."

Kongming nodded.

Su Wu was secretly happy.

But Kongming then clasped his hands together, "But the little monk can't listen to the donor."

Su Wu almost squirted out a mouthful of old blood.

How could you be so rogue?

Su Wu really wants to say it.

"Donor, is the person who is here now your friend?"

Kong Ming asked suddenly.

Su Wu was stunned. Who is coming now?

With a whoosh, a figure rushed over like lightning and appeared ten feet behind Kongming.

It’s not that the man didn’t want to get close, but that the man could no longer walk within ten feet of Kongming.

Ten feet outside Kongming's body are all golden silk threads formed by spiritual energy, densely packed, like spider webs.

Su Wu and Kongming were in this cage formed by golden silk threads.

"teacher."

Su Wu stood up, both surprised and happy.

The person who came was actually Xie Zhenye.

Seeing that Su Wu was fine, Xie Zhenye finally showed joy on his tired face.

Seeing this, Su Wu was deeply moved.

Xie Zhenye must have followed behind the scenes these days without stopping, and never rested for a moment.

"Why did the master arrest my Shudu Martial Arts School student?"

Xie Zhenye said in a deep voice.

Kong Ming was still sitting on the ground, with his back to Xie Zhenye, and said, "Donald Su is related to the death of the young monk's junior brother. The young monk took Duke Su away just to seek the truth."

Xie Zhenye's face was solemn. Su Wu was actually related to the death of the bald junior brother, so he was in trouble now.

He had already guessed that Kongming's identity must be a monk from Chanyue Temple.

"Su Wu is from my Shudu Martial Arts School. I want to take him away and ask the master to do some convenience. Another day, our principal will definitely visit Master Kuzhu and give Master Kuzhu an explanation personally." Xie Zhenye said seriously.

"Please go back by donor."

Kongming said.

Xie Zhenye hummed lightly and stomped his feet, and the whole mountain was shaking.

Terrifying energy fluctuations swept through like a tide.

Xie Zhenye shouted loudly, clenched his fist, punched him, and hit the dense golden energy lines in front of him.

One of the Big Five Elements Emperor Fist in Shudu Martial Arts School, the Qing Emperor Wood Emperor Fist!

This is the jungle, and this punch seems to mobilize the power of the entire jungle, and its power doubles.

The golden energy line suddenly collapsed, shattered, and dissipated...

"Amitabha……"

Kongming rose up and turned around.

His spiritual energy is actually golden.

The vast spiritual energy wrapped around the energy between heaven and earth and turned into an extremely huge arhat.

The Luohan held a giant hammer and raised it and smashed it to Xie Zhenye.

The spiritual monk at Chanyue Temple is majoring in Buddhist scriptures. When the Buddha's name is recited, it is the time when the spiritual magic is activated.

Kongming majored in the Great Arhat Sutra of Chanyue Temple.

Xie Zhenye injected wood sequence energy into his fist and produced three consecutive Green Emperor Wood Emperor Fist.

The domineering fist intention soared into the sky, as if to tear the sky apart.

The surrounding forests turned into ashes.

The Arhat condensed by the spiritual energy was immediately repelled by Xie Zhenye.

Xie Zhenye had disappeared from the spot and came to Su Wu at some time.

"Walk!"

Xie Zhenye reached out to grab Su Wu, but his hand was always grasped by a golden big hand.

The moment the Luohan took action to grab Xie Zhenye, the other hand raised the hammer and knocked it down at Xie Zhenye.

Su Wu's pupils shrank, "Teacher, be careful!"

Xie Zhenye let go of Su Wu and retreated like lightning, really like a flash of lightning.

This is the amazing speed of a warrior with four realms. In Su Wu's eyes, it was as fast as a move in an instant.

Whoosh swish swish swish...

Su Wu saw Xie Zhenye's blue figure keep approaching Kongming, but immediately retreated.

Repeat this way.

The figure of the Arhat shook again and again, and also flew around Kongming.

Every time the two figures intersect, they would make a shocking shock.

Empty and light are as bright as a mountain.

Xie Zhenye was as thunderous as thunder.

However, Xie Zhenye tried several times, but he returned in vain and could not break through the Arhat at all.

Su Wu knew Xie Zhenye’s plan. Once the spiritual warrior is approached by the powerful warrior, his strength will be greatly reduced.

Powerful warriors are best at close combat!

"Dare you ask the Master's name?"

Xie Zhenye suddenly spoke in a fierce battle.

"Congming."
To be continued...