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Master Xingchi sat cross-legged, folded his hands together, his face calmly, he looked as if he was home, and spoke six-character mantras.

When he felt Ling Yun stabbing him with a sword, a mysterious smile appeared on Master Xingchi's face.

But even so, it could not stop Ling Yun's murderous intention. The dragon-patterned sword in his hand still continued to cast its momentum, stabbing Master Chi's throat!

Suddenly! Without any warning, a bead as the size of a walnut shot out from Lingyun's space ring. Du Qi was extremely fast and instantly hung in the air, blocking the tip of Lingyun's sword piercing down!

The bead is flashing without light, gathering without any Buddha power. After the ring is out of the space, the color is still dark and ordinary, and there is no strange phenomenon!

But it just hung in the air, blocking the tip of Ling Yun's sword that was suddenly stabbing!

How sharp the dragon-patterned sword is, how powerful Ling Yun is, but no matter how hard Ling Yun exerts or changes direction, his dragon-patterned sword can't stab!

"u, Chuan, what--""." "Hao"mi..."Fei,m."

The six-character mantra in Master Xingchi seemed to have magnified hundreds of times in an instant. All the people in the villa felt endless compassion, and the expression on their faces became solemn!

Master Xingchi felt the endless Buddha power. He opened his eyes instantly and then saw this extremely shocking scene!

"Amitabha, this..." After Master Xingchi saw the bead as big as a walnut, his eyes showed extreme shock, and he even forgot to recite the six-character mantra.

The most shocking thing was Ling Yun! Ling Yunxin said that I had searched some of the heavenly treasures in this trip to the pit. How could they fly out of the space ring one by one?

Others don’t know, but he knows it very well that this is the bead held in the hands of the sitting Vajra Glazed Glazed Body in the small temple under the pit!

"Hmph! Isn't it just an old monk who killed you Buddhism? He even cares about this?! Chuan Lingyun was angry and stabbed nine swords in a row!

Without any suspense, they were all blocked by the mysterious bead!

Moreover, the bead began to emit a surge of Buddha power, which was gradually eliminating the powerful murderous intent in Ling Yun’s heart!

Master Xingchi didn't care about Ling Yun's sword. After a while, he was so excited that he almost became crazy. He immediately changed to kneeling, and threw himself at the bead in the air and bowed to the bead in the air!

After Master Xingchi kowtowed nine times devoutly, he lowered his head and folded his hands together, and said to Ling Yun: "Little donor, please put away the long sword. The old monk has something to say."

Ling Yun knew that he could not kill him, so he directly put the dragon-patterned sword into the space ring. The bead suddenly flew back magically and penetrated into Ling Yun's space ring again. "What a fucking evil, it's weird, Sichuan." Ling Yun was secretly in his heart, thinking that he was not going to find a place to throw away the bead.

The old monk who was sitting in the process of transformation was too powerful, and he could definitely kill the earth immortal in the Great Success Stage in seconds. Even if he practiced to the Nascent Soul Stage, he might not be able to deal with the bead he left behind. This thing must not be left by his side.

He cannot be used by Ling Yun. No matter how good the baby is, he can still give up his shoes!

"Tell me!" Ling Yun simply put away the Nether Blood Demon Sword, stood in front of Master Xingchi, who was still kneeling with his hands behind his back, and said lightly.

"The little donor is definitely not from the Demon Sect! Not only is it not, but it is also destined to be with my Buddhist sect-" Master Xingchi said this first!

Ling Yun was so scared that his heart was beating wildly. He quickly said in a deep voice: "Old monk, don't make any connections with me. I can let you go, but don't worry, even if I have a fate with someone, I will not have any relationship with Buddhism!"

Just kidding, Ling Yun has so many women who haven’t even eaten a bite. Master Xingchi said that he has a destiny to Buddhism, and even with Ling Yun’s concentration, he can’t withstand it.

Master Xingchi still smiled and said lightly: "The little donor could kill me with the magic sword just now, but you used that long sword, why?"

Ling Yun curled his lips and thought to himself that the monk is a monk, which is simply boring. Anyway, you will die and use what killing is not killing?

Seeing Ling Yun refused to answer, Master Xingchi smiled again and said, "I dare to ask the little donor, where did you get this bead?"

Ling Yun said nonsense: "I picked it up on the road and thought it was quite fun, so I took it to take a look, but now I think it's not very fun anymore, so I will throw it away tomorrow!"

Master Xingchi knew that Ling Yun was talking nonsense, but he didn't care. Instead, he immediately said: "Follow the little donor's wish, keep it if you want, and throw it away if you want. But what I want to tell the little donor is that this bead is the supreme treasure of Buddhism, Bodhizi!"

"Bodhisun?!" Ling Yun's thoughts were lit up and he tried his best to search for the memories of Bodhisun in his mind, but he wasted countless brain cells, but he still couldn't remember them.

Even in the great world of cultivation, he had never heard of such things. "There is no Bodhi tree, and the mirror is not a platform. There is nothing, where can we cause dust and rivers... Little donor, you have my Buddhist treasure Bodhis, but you have nothing to do with me. Isn't it a bit self-deception?"

Master Xingchi smiled with a compassionate smile, looked at Ling Yun, and asked with a smile, "Hmph, what about the treasure of Buddhism? I'll throw him away tomorrow!" Ling Yun said stubbornly.

Ling Yun cultivates the truth. Although he practices mainly based on Taoism and should be considered half a Taoist sect, he is not a real Taoist sect!

He practices his own way, his heart, and advocates that he has the invincible self. He blocks the gods and kills the Buddhas. Of course, he will not have any connection with any Buddhist sect.

"Oh? It seems that the little donor really wants to throw away this Bodhizi. So I ask more, will the little donor lose the Human Emperor's pen and Earth Emperor's book?" Master Xingchi asked Ling Yun with a smile on his face.

Ling Yun's head buzzed for a moment! He was stunned!

Damn, although this old monk is not very capable of fighting, it seems that he knows a lot. Now the Human Emperor pen is in his eyebrows and the Earth Emperor calligraphy is in his dantian. Only I know this, how did he know it?!

Ling Yun's eyes flashed violently, and his pupils appeared black and white again. He decided that even if Bodhizi blocked him, he would let Mr. Cui and Dugu Mo kill Master Xingchi on the spot!

The dragon pattern sword can be exposed with the Nether Blood Demon Sword, the space ring, the magic gourd, the ambergris and other things can be exposed, but the Human Emperor Pen and the Earth Emperor Book cannot!

This is too much of affinity. Everyone in the world wants to take it for themselves. Ling Yun’s current strength is too low. If the news spreads, wouldn’t he become a living target?

"I have never heard of any inexplicable things you said..." Ling Yun's murderous intent flashed away, but fortunately, Master Xingchi never looked up. He didn't see it at all.

Even if you see it, it doesn't matter.

"Since you come, you will be at ease, and you will be the boundless task of the person who is destined to be a disaster, and you will never be able to lose it anyway."

The more Master Xingchi said, the more outrageous it became. It was simply irrelevant to the point where four or six were not involved, and it was just a fighter.

If you come, you will be at ease.   The person who is destined to be in heaven will have endless important tasks and cannot lose Sichuan. Sichuan. What is this with what?

Ling Yun felt his liver trembling when he heard it. He felt that Master Xingchi's words: "Since you come, you will be at ease" were very interesting.

This earth is so mysterious that Ling Yun is full of doubts.

"Everything has a life, everything is empty." Chuan, so that's it, so that's it, haha..."

Master Xingchi's voice became lower and lower. After laughing, his body remained motionless and no longer had any sound.

"Master Xingchi!" Ling Yun was confused when he heard this, but before he could ask questions, Master Xingchi was already silent!

With a smile on his face, he died of heart veins!

"This..." Ling Yun stared at Master Xingchi's corpse, speechless for a long time. He stood there alone and pondered for a long time, and finally turned into a sigh. Since Bodhizi did not let Xingchi kill him, Ling Yun was ready to let him have a way out of life. Master Xingchi already knew everything and could say nothing. He just drifted away, but he said everything.

After Ling Yun had the intention of killing again, Master Xingchi didn't need him to do anything at all, and just made a decision!

"Thank you, Master!" After a long time, Ling Yun bowed silently to Master Xingchi's corpse, and in a flash, he came to Sun Tianbiao.

"Brother Biao, it's your turn now." Ling Yun looked at Sun Tianbiao sitting on the ground, smiled and said with a playful look on his face.

Mr. Cui and Dugu Mo formed a double-team against Sun Tianbiao one after another, and he couldn't even escape even if he wanted to.

"Lingyun, what were you and the old monk Moji just now? What was going on with that bead?" Dugu Mo couldn't help but ask in wonder when he saw Lingyun finally came.

Just now, Ling Yun and Master Xingchi used extremely profound sound transmission techniques, and both of them didn't even talk. Even the masters of the ninth level of the innate level could not hear the conversation between the two, let alone other people.

"Oh, I discussed my life ideals, Chuan." Ling Yun said nonsense.

"Ga?" Dugu Mo almost squirted out again, scratched his head and wondered: "You are discussing life ideals with Shaolin monks? Then how did you discuss them to death?"

Ling Yun didn't want to mention Master Xingchi anymore, he frowned and said, "Everyone has his own destiny, he cut off his heart. What can I do?"

Then he stopped wasting talk with Dugu Mo, and he turned his wrist and lifted the Nether Blood Demon Sword in his hand.

"Sun Tianbiao, I just said I wanted to take you out of nothing. Do you still remember it?" Ling Yun's eyes were as cold as the blade tempered by thousands of years of ice. He asked in a deep voice. Sun Tianbiao really knew that Ling Yun was a murderous devil, but his identity was still stubborn.

"Lingyun, on the night of Qingming Festival, you——, Chuan."

Sun Tianbiao knew that he would definitely die, but he still had to be a wise ghost.

Ling Yun said lightly: "Yes, I'm all killed. Your arrogant wife, your prodigal son, and those four masters, are all killed by me. In the future, if your grandson wants to take revenge, you can let the horse come over. I'll give you a chance now, and you can pass all this news back to the family."

"But, no matter what, you must die!" Ling Yun said clearly to Sun Tianbiao. It was because of Sun Tianbiao's forced that Zhuang Meifeng had no choice but to agree to be a disciple of Jingxin Temple, which had already violated Ling Yun's Negative Scale!

The dragon has reverse scales, and it will be killed if it touches it! (To be continued in advance)
Chapter completed!