The morning dawned, everything recovered, and when there was a noise from the young people who had been forcibly requisitioned from the bottom of the mountain, in front of the temple on the top of the mountain, Shi Hou and Liu Yunqing opened their eyes at the same time.

Overnight, both of them were protecting Bo Jian's Dharma, but fortunately, no accidents happened.

"Shihou, what will happen to Bojian?" Liu Yunqing looked at Bo Jian with a little envy.

Even if you don't know what happened in Bo Jian's body, one thing can be expected, that is, Bo Jian's cultivation must be different.

"The relics are the foundation of Buddhism's cultivation, and cultivating the relics means stepping into the true meaning of Buddhism's cultivation and being extraordinary.

Shi Hou sighed, even he himself did not expect to suppress Tho Tingjialan, but he achieved Bojian.

However, Bo Jian is different from ordinary Buddhist disciples, and he is covered in black Buddha light, and he is destined to walk on the opposite side of today's Buddhism orthodoxy.

Shi Hou also didn't know what would be waiting for Bo Jian in the future.

"This is an immortal?" Liu Yunqing smacked her tongue.

"Yunqing, everyone has their own fate, you are practicing the ancient sword immortal exercises, if you can get a real fairy sword, I am afraid that you can also use the fairy sword to cultivate into an immortal, but the ancient exercises are the most particular about fire, you had better not take risks and be aggressive, otherwise the harm will outweigh the benefits, and the gains outweigh the losses." Shi Hou reminded.

In fact, Liu Yunqing's cultivation speed was not satisfied at all, it had only been a long time since she had passed on her exercises in Shuangchaling, and now she was already proficient in the sword qi of the imperial envoy against the enemy, much stronger than many immortal cultivators.

It's just that compared with Bojian, there is an obvious gap.

"I naturally understand this, I refine a breath of sword qi, and the day I achieve a sword immortal, I will be no worse than Bo Jian." Liu Yunqing was full of confidence, and that look surprised Shihou.

A confident woman is indeed the most beautiful.

Just as he was thinking about it, an angry shout suddenly sounded from the sky, "Who ate the bear's heart and leopard gall, dare to touch my magic weapon, and occupy my temple?" ”

Shi Hou raised his eyes and saw a monk with a scarred head rushing towards him in the light of the Buddha, and in a blink of an eye, he had already come to him.

"Hey, it's a black-hearted monk here? You don't distinguish between good and evil, you gather evil spirits as demons, and force the young people in the nearby villages to build temples for you, is this how your Buddha taught you to be compassionate? ”

Shi Hou got up, not taking the monk in his eyes at all.

A Buddhist disciple who has not yet cultivated a relic, even if he comes out of Lingshan, is estimated to have no qualifications, and if he is sent out to be a coolie, he will be able to shake his majesty in front of mortals.

"Who are you, you dare to speak so wildly and blaspheme my Buddha, and you should be punished."

The scar-headed monk saw at a glance that the Buddha beads on the stone lion were hanging on the wrist of Bo Jian, who was sitting cross-legged, and was squeezed by Shi Hou, and suddenly moved into a nameless anger.

He is a Buddhist disciple from Lingshan, and he was ordered to come here to spread incense, and since he came out of the mountain, he is one of those immortals who have become immortals, and he has to give him three points, when was he treated like this.

Without saying a word, the scar-headed monk raised his hand and blasted towards Shihou, still a Buddha palm illusion, but compared to listening to Jialan's Buddha palm, it was a few sizes smaller, not to mention Shihou, even Liu Yunqing didn't think it was a thing, and was about to make a move for Shi Hou, Bo Jian, who had been sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, and the black Buddha light appeared in his eyes, and he didn't want to slap it with the same palm.

The black Buddha palm and the golden Buddha palm faced each other, and the scar-headed monk's Buddha palm shattered instantly, and he was even beaten down by the Buddha's light auspicious cloud, and couldn't help but look at Bo Jian in horror, and asked in a lost voice, "Who are you, you actually know my Buddhist moves." ”

Bo Jian had just woken up from his cultivation, his whole body was filthy and solidified, and he stretched out his hand to pull it, and the dirt and toxins removed from his body were torn apart by him like tearing human skin, revealing fair skin, which was even more marked than ordinary little ladies.

"Ridiculous, just slap it casually, is it your Buddhism technique? The world is so big, is it all due to your Buddhism? "Bo Jian is honest and honest, but the so-called black who is close to ink, and he has been with Shihou for so many days, and he has also been affected.

Three or two steps to the scar-headed monk, Bo Jian shouted and asked, "Is it you, the monk, who is the neighbor in the neighborhood?" The monks who eat fast and recite the Buddha don't do it, but they want to be a rampant and domineering villain, and they will break their fast with you today. ”

"Good, good, good, the thief dares to be so arrogant, I don't know that my Buddhism has become a general trend, do the immortals retreat, dare to defile my Buddhism Pure Land, and do that demonic thing today."

The scar-headed monk was furious, not knowing that he had committed the taboo of Buddhist practice, so he took out a ring knife and slashed at Bojian.

Buddhism has the wrath of the Ming King, and there is also the method of apologetics, and what this monk cultivates is the Buddha's precept-breaking knife method.

It's just that he obviously looked away, thinking that relying on the general trend of Buddhism, no one in the Three Realms dared to open the Buddhism Gate, and he didn't want to think about how the three Shihou dared to appear here blatantly, how could they be afraid of him.

What's more, Bo Jian devoured the relics, and his cultivation was skyrocketing, and it was just when he needed to vent, when he saw him quitting the knife and slashing, he stretched out his hand and made a move, and the mountain fork inserted in the ground flew over, and he casually resisted the monk's ring knife with a fork, and turned around and stabbed.

Bojian's mountain fork has no rules, and it still uses the hunter methods that his father taught him, but at this time and then, the tricks used by mortals to hunt beasts have fallen into the hands of Bojian now, but they have shown their power.

However, in a few moves, Bo Jian defeated the scar-headed monk one after another, and under his arrogant and unreasonable play, the scar-headed monk's ring knife was already difficult to parry.

"Shihou, Bo Jian seems to be much more tyrannical than before, could it be that his mind has been affected by something?" Liu Yunqing looked at Bo Jian worriedly.

After waking up from his cultivation, there was something faintly wrong with Bo Jian.

"It's okay, I was still a little worried, but this monk appeared at the right time, and when this monk is defeated, the abuse on Bojian's body should almost be dispersed." Shi Hou observed carefully for a moment, and then he was no longer worried.

For Bojian, having an opponent at this time is a good thing.

Sure enough, as the scar-headed monk became more and more difficult to parry, Bojian's mountain fork became more and more calm, and suddenly as soon as he withdrew the strength in his hand, he actually began to practice with the scar-headed monk.

"Good guy, it's really a good seedling, this monk is pitiful." Shi Hou smiled, completely relieved.

Bo Jian, who knows how to restrain his strength, is undoubtedly sober, but he doesn't know what benefits he has gained.

The scar-headed monk is a Buddhist disciple from Lingshan, naturally he will not be useless, where can he not see Bojian's intentions, he is angry and scolds, "Boy, you dare to insult me like this, the Buddha fought with you." ”

Who knows, Bo Jian just chuckled, "Good monk, if you want to find death, the young master is willing to fulfill you." ”

Facing the scar-headed monk's ring knife, Bo Jian stabbed out three prongs fiercely, completely suppressing the power that the scar-headed monk had just raised in anger.

The scar-headed monk was so depressed that he vomited blood, and shouted, "Boy, do you know what you are doing, you have offended my Buddhism, the Three Realms are so big, there is no place for you." ”

"Joke, can you represent the Buddha Gate? If Buddhism is like you, then even if the momentum is great, it will only be a flash in the pan in the end. Bo Jian sneered, suddenly lost interest, twisted the mountain fork, twisted the scar-headed monk's ring knife away, and slapped the scar-headed monk to the ground with his backhand.

"You ......" The scar-headed monk really vomited blood this time, and his internal organs seemed to be overturned by Bo Jian, and his qi and blood were surging, and it was difficult to get up for a while.

"Hahaha, what Bo Jian said is right, you are just a Buddhist, you are not ashamed to say anything about Buddhism, there may be high monks in Buddhism, but more of them are just deception and stealing fame."

Shi Hou saw that Bo Jian had accepted the mountain fork, so he clapped his hands and walked over.

"Brother Shi, I just said it casually, but I can't take it seriously." Bo Jian, who was still very domineering just now, scratched his head, revealing an embarrassed expression.

"Bojian, casually saying it may not be the truth, tsk, you have achieved positive results overnight, you are really a blessed person, congratulations, congratulations." Shi Hou looked Bo Jian up and down, and found that the lotus petal mark on his forehead had shrunk a few points, but it looked even more strange.

"It's all thanks to Brother Shi's blessings, otherwise I'm afraid I'm dead now, Brother Shi's kindness, Bo Jian's death will be difficult to repay." Bojian said gratefully.

"This is your fate, if others want to come, Bojian, what are you going to do with this monk?" Shi Hou had the heart to ask, but this was not the right place, and instead pointed to the scar-headed monk.

"Everything that listens to Brother Shi, do whatever you say?" Bo Jian smiled.

"This is a little difficult to do, the Buddhism is very powerful in the underworld, killing him will cheapen him, but if you let him go, the trouble will not be small......" Shihou frowned.

From Sun Wukong's memory, he knows that the current underworld is still nominally the leader of the heavenly court, but it has been secretly controlled by Buddhism, and the king of the earth, the Bodhisattva, is in charge of the underworld, and it is not in vain.

"Hmph, boy, if you let me go, I can not blame the past for today's events, but if you dare to hurt my life, he will see the Bodhisattva every day, and you will be sent to the eighteenth layer of hell and never turn over." Seeing that Shihou seemed to be a little jealous, the scarhead monk suddenly gained confidence.

How do you know, how can Shihou be able to handle it, he turned his hand and beat him up, and scolded with a smile, "Okay, you are a monk who doesn't know life or death, but it is troublesome to kill you, then let me reclaim the land." ”

With a gesture of reaching out, the monk flew over without the strength to resist, was grabbed by Shi Hou with one hand, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Bo Jian and Liu Yunqing looked surprised, but they didn't ask more.

"Okay, the evil monk has been removed, we should also leave, Bojian, I have something to ask you, go." Shi Hou accepted the monk, raised his hand and slapped the newly built temple hall into ruins, and left straight away regardless of the frightened young men under the mountain.

Seeing this, Bo Jian and Liu Yunqing hurriedly led the tiger and rode the horse, following closely.