"What do you think is meaningful? Are you the people who are storytelling in Kyoto, or the people who sing in Yangzhou, or Leng Xiaobai who is being beaten up outside the door?"

The monk said that he always looks calm, no matter what happened decades ago or what he is now.

Qian Zitong then realized that the person he challenged was Leng Xiaobai. He only knew that this person was not much different from him, but he was a very powerful person. He stopped bewitching someone and then went there.

"It is their own choice to do what they like, or to support themselves, and I want to do something that will go well."

"Isn't it your own decision to run away from home? You are also quite famous in the world now. What else do you want to do? It's better to become a monk than to run away from home."

Qian Zitong didn't understand the words of the great monk, and he was just running away from home, not becoming a monk.

"These things on your head are a little hindered. If you can shave them off, maybe your head will become more intelligent."

The monk did not know how to do martial arts. The four people who were originally taught were so amazing. Everyone in the world thought that these people were all very powerful martial arts, but they would not have thought that there was only one martial arts here.

“Did the master let me become a monk?”

Qian Zitong missed the past in the world a little. Although he was tired of living a wealthy life, it did not mean that he could accept it. He was a life of begging for alms. For him, the ascetic monk was just heard.

"It's not that I asked you to become a monk. People have three thousand worries. You can try to shave them off. Maybe you can wake up without any obstruction in front of you, and you can see things clearly."

The monk held the rosary on his wrist in his hand.

"The thing I have done most in my life is to recite the Sutra of Rebirth. Not only people, but also chicken, duck, fish and meat. My brothers always like to eat some meat, and I can't stop them, so I will recite the Sutra of Rebirth before they take action."

"Many people say I am false mercy. If I really want those who survive, there are countless ways to solve this problem. At least I have to protect those lives. My sworn brothers will not be like."

"There are also many people who say I am a fake monk, and I have never said I am a real monk. I just recited the sutras of rebirth for some lost lives. Sometimes I can do it and save a life. The Buddha said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I don't know how to build a pagoda, and I can't do anything at most. All I can do is to do."

"Many people say that I have great compassion, but I don't think so. I just did something as I can. Everyone is not easy to live. They live for tomorrow. Therefore, they are all brave people, and no one is qualified to deprive them of their lives."

When the monk said these words, the rosary in his hand kept turning.

"I heard that the master's hands were stained with blood?"

"Who hasn't had blood on his hands, butchers' hands are countless. During the Chinese New Year, who is not a person who kills pigs and chickens. People's New Year and their death day, I do have a lot of blood on my hands, mostly my own. In summer, mosquitoes are too annoying, and some are very lucky. I'm slapped to death. The blood sucked out of my body will naturally fall into my hands."

Qian Zitong thought that the monk was confusing the public, and his meaning was obviously not this.

"The Buddha said that sentient beings are equal. How many people can truly achieve equality? Is there a mosquito sucking blood unscrupulously? You have to wait until it is full before leaving? I will not make such self-sacrifice, so I feel that I can live for decades."

Qian Zitong left, maybe because he couldn't listen to the strange words of the monk, so he left. When he left, he did not forget the iron sword at the door.

"What did he do here?"

Yan Xia asked curiously, Hongyun who also came over didn't understand it. Many places in Yan Xia were inconsistent with this world. Just like the conversation between the two people just now, they had heard it, although they didn't understand what it meant, and asking it directly was always not good.

"A child who doesn't know what he wants, I'm going to let him shave his head and give him something he wants, and I want too."

After the monk finished speaking, he walked out. No one was dead outside, but bleeding was wrong. Moreover, because of so many people fighting, he had to go outside to recite some scriptures to calm down the ghosts that smelled fishy smells around him.

"Why still don't understand what this monk is going to do?"

Hongyun asked in confusion.

"In my later years, I must be in a good mood to meet someone who is suitable for being my apprentice. I can understand that I can do something unexpected."

Yan Xia went out, Leng Xiaobai had been out for a long time, and she wanted to know that Leng Xiaobai would not be exhausted by those people.

Hongyun also understood that although he did not have Yan Xia's two lives, he also knew some people's habits, especially those in the world. His favorite thing was to accept disciples in a particularly strange way.

Leng Xiaobai has no sword, and his fist is not as hard as a stone. It just hurts when he hits his body, which makes people grin. There are a few such people lying on the ground not far away.

There were several people standing in the distance. They watched what happened here. Leng Xiaobai used his sword finger to evolve the sword technique, the cave sword technique and the Ruoming sword technique to be used in a mixed manner, flexible and changeable manner.

If you don’t have a sword in your hand, you can withdraw your sword’s finger at any time and turn it into a fist, which can even catch you off guard.

"I am a martial arts genius. Being able to practice his own swordsmanship alone is definitely a martial arts genius."

Zhong Yifan was amazed.

"This means that I haven't been taught by Lu Yunqing himself, otherwise I wouldn't be like this now. Even if all these people get started, they can beat me."

Fan Junmo also admired.

If Lu Yunqing taught himself, there would be no such thing as inner demons. At least he could guide him slowly and avoid this level.

"But his last can only be lonely. Only he can understand the loneliness of a swordsman. This is a lonely road for a day, and he has to keep walking."

Ru Yunche may have wanted to say "How lonely is invincible?" He just felt it in his dreams, and never really achieved it.

Among the three, Fan Junmo has the highest martial arts skills, Zhong Yifan has the highest medical skills, and Ru Yunche's head is very useful, the key is that he has read a lot of books.

A scene appeared on the banks of the Heili River. A man was now in front of a long line, waiting for one challenge after another. From the rise of the sun to the setting of the sun, he never stopped in the middle. The sweat on his body dries and continues to flow out. All he could do was to take a sip of a bowl of salt water from the red clouds.

The great monk sat not far away, reciting the scriptures.
Chapter completed!