The name of the monk is the great monk. What he does is also what the monk should do. It is not begging for alms or saying the Dharma, but saviors.

"I don't ask him, I'm not possessed. This monk is fake at first glance. Let's leave here."

Leng Xiaobai looked at the man and didn't want to stay here anymore. Who knows what the next result would be? No way, he is the accomplice of those three people, so he definitely cannot believe it.

"Since the female donor asked, I naturally have to say something about it."

The monk rubbed the rosary in his hand, while reciting some scriptures.

"There are no demons in the world, and they all come from the heart. Just practice the Dharma in peace and practice the Dharma, cultivate one's own nature, and do not have the intention to kill again. When you can pull out this sword, your inner demons will be completely eliminated."

The monk pointed at the Zhanlu sword in Hongyun's hand.

"There are many swords in the world and many famous swords. The only sword of benevolence and righteousness is him. The person who can draw this sword must be a benevolence and righteousness."

"Thank you for your teachings."

Yan Xia gave a gift, but Leng Xiaobai couldn't stand it anymore. He had become a demon and had a very good mood. His current state was not better. When the old beggar was alive, he said that most monks in the world were cheating food and drinks, and there was no such great monk at all.

"Don't talk nonsense in the demon monk."

Leng Xiaobai had only a wooden sword left in his hand, and the Zhanlu sword could not be pulled out. When the gray wolf saw that it was taken back by Yan Xia, the only thing left was the wooden sword under his feet.

"Don't be rude."

Fan Junmo took action again. This time he was no longer just making fun of it, nor was he testing Leng Xiaobai's kung fu. Leng Xiaobai's sword pointed at the monk, which was wrong.

The five swords were all more than three inches, and they hit Leng Xiaobai respectively. The five swords did not fly in a straight line, but rotated twice in the air, hit Leng Xiaobai with the one in five directions.

"Master Fan, show mercy."

The great monk left only one sentence and walked towards the empty courtyard. When he saw the four dogs at the door, it was the barking of these four dogs that led him over. He knew that the four dogs would not bark easily, and only when he saw their master, he would bark happily.

"Hello you guys."

The monk said to the four dogs. The four dogs actually nodded, then raised their heads in the direction of Leng Xiaobai, meaning to tell him that this person could not move.

"I understand that since I want to enter the world from here and see it, I must give him some skills. I don't know anything and don't have the ability to protect myself. I can only become someone else's ghost under the sword. If Old Man Bai knew about it, he would not let me go even in the underworld."

The four dogs nodded again and lay lazily on the steps at the door. The sun in the sky was not very big. Although there was sunshine, it was not that warm. The four dogs had eight dogs but looked at the two people fighting.

There is a Breaking Ring Sword in Buddhism, also known as the Breaking Sword. Fan Junmo was once a well-known figure in the world. He also came to Heiheji and the inner demon appeared.

The monk woke him up with five magic-breaking swords on his hands, feet and forehead, and gave him five magic-breaking swords. Fan Junmo, who had been practicing boxing all his life, began to practice swords from then on, and practiced five together.

The five swords in Fan Junmo's hand were like his other five hands. Leng Xiaobai was just a sword or a wooden sword, which was equivalent to fighting with one hand and five hands, and soon he was at a disadvantage.

Perhaps this was not a situation that could be won. The competition ended with Leng Xiaobai stopping first. The various gaps on the wooden sword were left by the Demon-Breaking Sword, and there were five Demon-Breaking Swords left at the same time. Fan Junmo did not take them back in the end.

“…”

The monk had finished reading a passage of scripture. Looking at Leng Xiaobai who stopped, he knew that he had no murderous intention in his heart now, and his inner demons had been eliminated a little, but it was not a matter of a day or a night.

"If you really want his inner demon to disappear, unless you find a deep mountain forest and solve it with the method of meditation, the fastest speed is. However, after entering the world, there will be hidden dangers. If you are in the world, you will naturally be able to completely solve this problem. However, you will have much more hardships to go through, so that he can learn to be calm and not move his sword."

The rosary in the monk's hand did not stop. Leng Xiaobai came over at some point. Looking at the monk, he had thrown away the wooden sword in his hand. It was already in a mess and could not even do anything else.

"Stinky monk, I'll talk endlessly, shut up."

Leng Xiaobai's hand was as sharp as a sword, stabbing at the monk, and a few drops of blood were shed from his chest. It looked a bit scary, but it didn't seem to be very injured. The monk was still laughing.

"A man once told me a fortune-telling. I didn't believe him at that time. Everything that Buddhism talks about is caused by fate. Even if it meets it, it is destined. But I didn't expect that he would really count it."

The blood in Leng Xiaobai's eyes faded away and the Qingming Festival returned to the Qingming Festival. He heard the words of the monk and looked at his hand on the monk's chest, as if he had hurt him. At that moment, he used all his strength.

I don’t know if it was because of the monk’s words or because of the pain in my hands, Leng Xiaobai really woke up.

"I'm sorry, I can't control myself."

"It's not me who was injured. Why do you apologize? It's just that you're hurting more than mine."

The monk took Leng Xiaobai's hand out of his chest. The man who once told him that he would be killed by his sword. If he wore the armor he prepared on his body, he would be able to block this disaster. He would still be injured. He needed to rest and adjust his breath and should not meddle in other people's business.

"Hurry up and bandage him. It will take a long time to heal such a serious injury."

The monk looked at his wound, just as the person said, he was not in danger of his life, he only needed a period of recuperation, and he could not meddle in other people's business during this period.

"How can I ignore it? Old Man Bai's son, do you want me to stand by and watch?"

The monk sat down against the steps. Yan Xia and Hongyun were bandaging Leng Xiaobai's wounds. The hand had applied some medicine and wrapped it.

"master……"

Leng Xiaobai didn't know what to say, even if the mistake he made was out of control, it was still the mistake he made, and that was unshirkable.

"Everything is a cycle of cause and effect. Old Man Bai saved me more than once. It is also my duty to rescue you this time. Your sword is very sharp. If there were no reminders from that person, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the chance to meddle in other people's business now."
Chapter completed!