Guanxi is naturally not easy to kill, but it is only because it is difficult to kill.

If Li Fuyao really made up his mind to kill someone, if this monk from the Buddha land had no help, he would probably die.

Li Fuyao was carrying a holy pill that could sustain his life. In addition, he had been studying the Sword Control Sect for a while. Although it might not be effective, at least Sword 19 could allow him to temporarily control his command for a period of time, which was a means.

Besides, Li Fuyao is on the boat and Guanxi is on the sea. As long as Li Fuyao does not allow him to board the boat, Guanxi will consume too much more than Li Fuyao. One goes up and the other goes down, and even if it is consumed, Guanxi can still consume Guanxi to death.

Guanxi felt the murderous intent emitted by Li Fuyao, and his eyes were a little afraid.

There are countless cases of monks killing each other in the mountains and rivers, whether it is to kill people and seize treasures, purely dislike people, or revenge, there are always many reasons.

But the monks kill people, unlike the ones who have to take so many twists and turns to kill people at the bottom of the mountain. In the end, they still have to distinguish between their own cultivation. However, whether it is wild cultivation or monks of the three sects, the one that is the most difficult to mess with is naturally the swordsman.

Especially the young man in front of me, he seems to have a low level. If the swords I had produced before, if I didn’t have the big red robe, I would still say whether I could go ahead.

The killing power of the swordsman is not recorded in those Buddhist scriptures, but the idle books other than these Buddhist scriptures are really solid. In addition, Chao Qingqiu had already used his sword to kill the big monster in Beihai before...

The killing power of the swordsman is obviously reflected in an intuitive way.

The swordsman has a low status in the mountains and rivers, but it is much better than Buddhism, which has no foundation in the mountains and rivers.

After a brief silence, Guanxi clasped his hands together and whispered: "I can't cross this North Sea."

This is already a sign of weakness. He had a big fish to travel with him before, so he didn't have to spend the Lingfu qi at sea. But once the big fish was gone, Guanxi would think about crossing the North Sea with the qi in the Lingfu, it would be almost impossible.

The North Sea is wide, and there is no way for monks who are not in a good state to do so.

Li Fuyao said nothing, but he still didn't want to pass this monk.

The previous incident alone made Li Fuyao feel very bad about him.

Guanxi took out a dark green demon pill from his arms and threw it to Li Fuyao from afar, "This is considered my travel expenses."

Li Fuyao took the demon pill and saw a small fish in the demon pill through the light. The small fish wandered around in the demon pill, looking extremely agile. It is obvious that ordinary demon cultivators cannot have such a level of demon pill.

This demon pill alone can reflect Guanxi's sincerity.

Li Fuyao still didn't say anything.

Guanxi's face turned a little pale, which was a sign that the energy in the Ling Mansion was about to be consumed. The big fish in the distance had not left yet. If he could not board the ship, it would be very difficult for him to have a hard time.

"Go on the boat."

Li Fuyao let go of his hand holding the hilt of the sword, which was considered to have revealed what happened before.

Guanxi clasped his hands together and whispered Amitabha

He gently tapped the sea surface with his toes, and soon it landed on the bow of the ship.

After getting on the boat, Guanxi looked at Li Fuyao and sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat, with the golden scriptures surrounding him missing.

Li Fuyao was still looking at the big fish in the distance.

The big ship was slowly sailing on the sea, from the sky to the end of nightfall, Li Fuyao kept watching the big fish.

The big fish swam a long way along with the big boat. It was obvious that they were unwilling to accept it, but they should also be because of some fear, or... gratitude.

After all, it was Li Fuyao who cut off the golden rope with one sword.

Sometimes demons know how to be grateful than people.

Li Fuyao stood at the bow of the boat, Guanxi sat cross-legged on the deck, and the two of them were speechless all night.

It was not until early the next morning that Li Fuyao confirmed that the big fish had left before returning to the wing room.

During this period, Li Fuyao did not say anything to Guanxi.

When he returned to the wing room, Feng Lu was still lying down, and I don’t know if this guy was sleeping.

Li Fuyao sat in front of the window and smiled and said, "A monk came on the boat."

It is difficult to see monks in the mountains and rivers, and the same is true for demon soil. Li Fuyao believes that Feng Lu may not have seen it before.

Sure enough, Feng Lu quickly opened his eyes wide. He looked at Li Fuyao and asked in surprise: "Where did the bald donkey come from?"

The Demon Land seems to be more indecently referring to the monks in the Buddha Land.

But you are just a donkey. You are really okay to call others like this?

Li Fuyao did not answer that question. Apart from the Buddha land, where can there be monks in this world?

It was obvious that Feng Lu did not expect to get the answer from Li Fuyao. After saying that, he stood up and wanted to go to the boat to see the monk.

Li Fuyao kindly reminded behind him: "Be careful."

Feng Lu didn't know if he didn't hear it or didn't care, so he walked out with his hooves.

Li Fuyao smiled bitterly.

Close the door and continue to study the sword-controlling method.

The evolution of the Lingfu requires complementary to the pseudo-native sword, which is almost the same as that.

Sword nineteen is crossing the knee.

Li Fuyao stroked the sword body, and suddenly felt that it was not worthy of the sword. If such a sword was chosen as the master, he might be treated carefully and regarded as a treasure. If the swordsman had a sword in his hand, he would naturally treat him well.

But following Li Fuyao, it will be different. Not to mention that Qingsi, the "main room", has studied the sword control method thoroughly, I don't know how many pseudo-native swords I have to make, but I am far less dedicated.

But since Li Fuyao decided to go on this road, he would not change what he had decided because of his occasional thoughts. After sighing, he continued to raise his sword. After a moment, he sighed again. This state is lacking, and it is really slow.

Li Fuyao thought that if he had made up his mind to return before boarding the boat and went back to Ganhe Mountain, maybe the problem had been solved now and he had to explore it alone. If this was a careless and took a detour, it would have been wasted a lot of precious time.

If there was no Miss Qinghuai and not killing the monster at Qingqiu, Li Fuyao would not have taken a detour for decades, and he would not have cared too much, but now he vaguely knows the burden on him. Although he would not think too much, he did not care about it.

But this time I chose it myself.

Thinking of this, Li Fuyao lowered his head and smiled bitterly, "Why do you think you are a fool."

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On the other side of the bow of the boat, Feng Lu, who was jogging to the bow of the boat, was able to see Guanxi wearing a big red cassock. He happened to meet Guanxi and opened his eyes. Seeing Feng Lu, Guanxi was silent for a moment, and actually said, "I am a monk who has a fate with my Buddha, why not enter my Buddhism?"

Feng Lu was covered in black lines and immediately cursed, "Go to your uncle!"
Chapter completed!