Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter Eleven: The Sweeping Monk

The battle begins with a fatal killer move.

Chen Gao and Yuan Ming almost released their killer moves at the same time. As guest elders of the sect, they had many good things on them. Their corpses were also holy-level, and both of them tried to win Wulu as soon as possible, but they were destined to be disappointed.

When Wuyou took out the string of Buddhist beads in his hand, Chen Gao and Yuanming's eyes lit up immediately, and the greed in their eyes was fully visible. It was the former imperial weapon, but it was greatly reduced because it was split into two strings, but it was not comparable to that of a holy weapon. The two of them had an instant gloomy eyes in front of the Buddhist beads. The two of them, who were originally confident, were instantly hit by their own confidence, but when they thought of two fighting one, they once again aroused their confidence.

But suddenly, two people rushed into the wall of the Buddhist courtyard, one was an old man with white beards, and the other was a middle-aged man.

"Hehe, I've caught up. It seems that they haven't entered yet, so that's easy, otherwise I really wouldn't dare to enter like this." The middle-aged man said, "Hey, you guys look like evil people. If you hand over the map, you can leave. Otherwise, you can stay here." As he said that, he instantly released his momentum, half a step into the imperial level.

The old man with the beards was floating quietly on the side, looking at the evil people without saying a word.

"Two, Guigu, no one is allowed to enter. Please go back." At this time, a voice came out of the main hall, and the middle-aged man's pressure on everyone below actually dissipated.

"Who is here? Can you come out to see me?" The old man was surprised, but he was not afraid.

No one answered.

The old man seemed a little angry when he saw that no one answered him. He wanted to lift the top of the main hall of the Buddhist temple with his right hand. However, he failed, and a figure appeared on the way through which the vitality qi passed, and the vitality qi scattered invisible. It was the monk who swept the floor, "Although the Buddhist sect has declined, this top is not something you can say." There was no joy or anger on the monk swept the floor, and there were only deep wrinkles. Anyone could see that the old man had reached the end of his life.

"Who are you?" asked the old man, and he couldn't see through the person in front of him.

"It's better not to mention the name of an unknown man." The Sweeping Monk replied. If the Sweeping Monk said this when the Sweeping Monk did not block the old man's attack, perhaps someone would believe the old man without any momentum in front of him, but at this time, who would believe it? An unknown man could easily block the attack of a half-step emperor-level powerful man? Then everyone would be willing to be this unknown man.

"Since I don't want to say it, I won't ask more. I just hope you can get out of the way and not block the way. No matter who it is today, the blocker will die." The old man Xu Jibai's aura suddenly increased, and his aura was significantly higher than that of the middle-aged man who was also half-step emperor-level. However, the sweeping monk still remained calm, as if he was just an ordinary person in front of him, not a half-step emperor-level powerhouse.

When the middle-aged man saw that the old man wanted to take action, he was ready to take action. Originally, the two thought that with two and a half-step emperor level, the evil sect would obediently hand over the map, but who knew that Cheng Yaojin was out of the way, and the old man was unavoidable to offend him for no reason. However, the two were also wrong. Unexpectedly, there was such a big Buddha in Buddhism, which was really unheard of.

The sweeping monk looked down at the bottom as if he had not felt the momentum on the other side. Everything in the Buddhist sect was so beautiful to him. He had been staying in this place for 20,000 years. Since he remembered, he had been living in Buddhism. His master, Buddha Emperor, had entered his twilight years when he accepted him as his disciple. Buddhism was at its peak at that time, and Buddha Emperor lived for nearly 20,000 years due to his martial arts. Until the end, Buddha Emperor entered the Guigu and never came out again.

It is rumored that the Buddha Emperor was sitting in Buddhism, but in fact, the Buddha Emperor finally entered the Guigu Valley. The monk sweeping the floor witnessed the entire process of Buddhism from prosperity to decline, but was powerless. When he was young, he would fight everywhere for the reputation of Buddhism, and even compete on the road to becoming an emperor. However, when he was old, he followed the words of his master, and everything should be done with the flow and should not be forced.

So he returned to Buddhism and sealed his cultivation in the Buddha Emperor's Supreme Bead, so that the way of heaven could not sense his existence, thereby extending his life. He succeeded, but, along with his old friends, one by one, with friends and enemies. All the people of the same age admired his courage. This behavior was to go against the heavens and be sensed by the way of heaven, so those who waited for the sweeping monk would never be restored and fall into reincarnation forever. All the people of the Yuan Dynasty believed in rebirth. They believed that in the years after death, a new self would be born in some place in Great Six. However, the consequence of being rebirth forever was that they would never be able to be reborn again.

Every old friend will come to him when his life is about to come to him to reminisce, because there are very few of these people who can reminisce about the past until the last old friend leaves. He is the enemy, but he talks freely. He drinks tea and drinks wine. When he leaves, he feels a lot of feelings. In the end, the dust returns to dust, the earth returns to earth, and the Tao, where is the end.

They are the top masters of the Great Six in the eyes of others, and in the end, they still fell under the years. In the end, they still haven't understood it thoroughly. Why do they cultivate the Yuan for immortality? No, when no one in the world can talk to, immortality, why? For desire? No, when immortality becomes meaningless, what is the desire even more? It's not until they die that it's actually good to see through it. In fact, ordinary life is good. They have been pursuing a higher level all their lives, and this life is not worth it. If they are asked to live again, they may give up this way of living on the top of the Great Six. Many people envy others, but they don't know that others envy them.

It has been nearly 15,000 years, and the life span of the Sweeping Monk finally came to an end. He has been alone for nearly 10,000 and 5,000 years. This time, he took the initiative to untie the seal of his cultivation, for the Buddhist sect he had been in for the whole life. The blue sky above the Buddhist sect also became pitch black and thunder rolled. That was the punishment of heaven. The sweeping Monk's deception of the heavenly way attracted heavenly thunder, which was the heavenly catastrophe.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next