This young monk has sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes, fair skin, looks very handsome, wearing an ordinary moon-white monk's robe, his bald head is shaved with oil and water, and there are eight eye-catching ring scars on it.

At this time, he received three ghost Taoist priests, and when he looked at it, his body exuded a quiet and far-reaching temperament that saw through the red dust, and this temperament stood casually, which was very unique.

Zhou Fengchen was also looking at him, and suddenly thought of Zhou Linglong, and he found that Zhou Linglong's expressions and movements were somewhat similar to this monk.

At this time, the monk Yuanzhi ran over with a lack of breath and panting, and when he saw the monk, he was stunned and whispered, "Do you have a companion?" Depend on! This monk is awesome! ”

Zhou Fengchen asked, "What do you say?"

Monk Yuanzhi said: "With an eight-point ring scar on his head, he is one of the highest-level true monks currently in Buddhism."

Zhou Fengchen smiled, and in a flash, his figure flashed in front of the monk and slapped it with one palm.

The monk was not in a hurry and raised his arms to greet him, just resisting, not attacking.

"Smack!"

Zhou Fengchen took three steps back, and the monk did not move.

"Holy!"

Monk Yuanzhi was taken aback, this was the first time he saw Zhou Fengchen deflated.

Zhou Fengchen was also shocked in his heart, he had just used his sixfold strength, just to test this monk, but he didn't expect that he hadn't beaten him, and the other party didn't seem to use all his strength, which was too bad.

He took a deep breath, his heart and the sea of qi were fully opened, and he was about to fight again, when the monk suddenly put his palms together and recited the Buddha's name, "Amitabha!" There is no need for Mr. Zhou to be tempted, the little monk admits defeat! ”

Zhou Fengchen was stunned, this monk actually knew that his surname was Zhou? Asked, "Do you know me?" Who are you? ”

The monk lowered his eyebrows slightly: "The little monk doesn't know Mr. Zhou, and it doesn't matter who the little monk is, the important thing is that the little monk is entrusted to say a few words to Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Fengchen waved his fist, "Don't be so godly, let's tell the winner first!" ”

The monk smiled slightly, "The little monk admits defeat!" ”

Zhou Fengchen said: "We haven't decided the winner yet, right?" What does it mean to throw in the towel? ”

"Buddhist disciples don't compete with others to win or lose." The monk said: "If you really want to talk about it, Mr. Zhou is not as good as me in terms of realm, I am not as good as Mr. Zhou in terms of fist and foot kung fu, and I must die in the end, so the little monk admits defeat!"

Zhou Fengchen was deflated and asked, "Who are you entrusted with?" What are the meanings of mystery? And robbed my business! ”

The monk smiled and waved his hand, "Let's find a shelter from the wind, and the little monk will leave after a few words." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and walked into the bungalow next to him.

Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi looked at each other, both a little confused, and followed in.

The bungalow was very empty, with a table, a stove, and three bunks.

The monk stood in front of the door and waved, "Please be seated!" ”

Waiting for Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi to sit on the bunk, the monk closed the door, carried the teapot on the stove, sat on another bunk, and poured three cups of tea, "Please use tea!" ”

Zhou Fengchen shook his head, "Don't be thirsty, if you have anything to say, just say it." ”

The monk smiled slightly and said: "Zhou Fengchen, the contemporary head of the Great Yan Sect, born in 1990, is 22 years old this year, and has practiced the Great Yan Dao Boy Sancai Guiyuan Gong for eighteen years and three months, the realm of Qi Huajin, one step away from Waidan, a fifth-rate metaphysical master!"

Zhou Fengchen's eyes widened.

Monk Yuanzhi was also surprised, "Only fifth, fifth-rate? ”

The monk said to himself: "Because the three talents return to the Yuan Gong belongs to the top Taoist qigong, and he also cultivates dozens of tricks of Xuan and martial arts, plus the top ten Taoist forbidden spells, the actual mana is Taoist, and he is superior to most of the Outer Dan masters, second only to the Inner Dan masters, and barely enters the third rate."

Zhou Fengchen was silent, and the Yuan Zhi monk scratched his scalp.

The monk continued: "I went down the mountain in July last year, went to Donghai City to recognize my relatives, and slowly came into contact with the outside world, the taboo is to break before the age of twenty-five, and the character is soft and not hard......"

Zhou Fengchen couldn't help it, and raised his hand to interrupt, "It's almost, what do you want to express?" ”

The monk smiled and said, "I don't know, I'm just entrusted by someone!"

Zhou Fengchen thought for a while, "Then you can go on!" ”

The monk nodded and said: "There is a realm in the practice of Buddhism, through the heart fasting, sitting and forgetting, Yuandu, spitting, listening, heeling, keeping quiet, contemplating, keeping one, taking food, practicing Qi, fetal breath, until the Qi Huajin, the outer Dan, the inner Dan, the real person, the earth immortal, among which the strange arts, Taoism, Buddhism, and Qimen Dunjia are varied, and many means cannot be generalized, so ...... There are many people who can kill you. ”

Zhou Fengchen nodded, "Hmm! ”

The monk said: "Dayan Dao is an evil way in the eyes of many people, and the people of Dayan Dao in the past generations will only appear in the realm of real people, you appeared too early, too suddenly, and you haven't waited for your fellow disciples to respond, so now...... The more nosy you do, the greater your fame, and the better your chances of dying! ”

Zhou Fengchen breathed heavily.

The monk continued: "What happened to the Great Yan Sect last year, you must also know that those things will inevitably kill you to vent your anger when they recover their vitality!"

Zhou Fengchen sighed and calmed down.

The monk said, "I want to live...... Now there's only one way! ”

Zhou Fengchen subconsciously asked, "What?"

The monk's face was sad, "Your fellow disciple will help you carry everything, you immediately find a woman to marry, do your work, and be an ordinary person!" ”

Zhou Fengchen glanced at him, "This method of survival is also what the person asked you to tell me?" ”

The monk shook his head, "This is what the little monk came up with himself!" The little monk is gone! ”

As he spoke, he stood up and turned to leave.

Zhou Fengchen looked at his back and sneered, "Hard-working monk, you and Zhou Linglong are too boring!" Suddenly make this one to scare me? Should you play martial arts movies? ”

The monk's body froze, shook his head, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Only then did the Yuan Zhi monk react, drank the tea, and wiped his mouth, "What do you mean?" ”

Zhou Fengchen took a deep breath, "This person is a hard-working monk who is the chief disciple of the Hanging Temple, and he has a good relationship with my sister Zhou Linglong, so he came to persuade me to come." ”

The Yuan Zhi monk asked, "And then?"

Zhou Fengchen thought for a while, "Then the gods are mysterious, and I can't understand what they say." ”

Monk Yuanzhi said: "I sound quite mysterious, what are you going to do?"

Zhou Fengchen pondered for a long time, "Open a small restaurant, and then wait until you are twenty-five years old to find a woman to marry, in fact, ...... I don't want to do anything, I'm just an ordinary person, I can't fight with them about these things, they all come to the door by themselves, I don't care about any more things! ”

The Yuan Zhi monk said, "Listening to your tone, you're a little scared?"

"I'm scared of a fart! Get back! Zhou Fengchen took a sip, turned around and walked out.

After all, on the way back to the funeral home, he kept his head down and looked at his toes.

When I arrived in the courtyard of the funeral parlor, I found Jiang Hao squatting at the door, looking at the room with a frightened face.

Monk Yuanzhi hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Hao pointed to the house, "The old lady's son woke up and spat at me." ”

(End of chapter)