Those Taoist priests who caught demon masters and exorcists hugged Yun Jie's thighs in an indecent manner, crying and begging for a long time.
They were all crying, and they all looked like they were greedy for life and afraid of death, and they were desperate to live up to their expectations.
Can bring all the master’s face into disrepute It is no exaggeration to say that if their ancestor was alive in heaven, he would be so angry that he would kick open the coffin board, then follow them with a machete in his hand, jealously following them, and educate them on what they should do.
Be a disciple and grandson who does not disgrace his master Even though they all shamelessly begged for this, Yun Jie looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and had nothing to do with him.
He had a calm expression on his face. , with a face that not only reveals life and death for himself but is not afraid of life and death for others, the indifferent look on his face is really a bit too dazzling, and it irritates those Taoist priests.
The monster hunter and the exorcist want to stab his monster face with the mahogany sword.
Yunjie has always insisted that he is a monk and will not have any secular thoughts.
He cares about the people in the world, but he cannot love anyone.
He stated his unshakable position righteously and without any room for negotiation.
The next moment, those Taoist priests, demon hunters and exorcists were furious.
One of them hurriedly crossed out angrily before He Tian turned his back.
He bent his waist, pointed his nose seriously and scolded Yun Jie: "There are so many monks in the world.
One more of you is not more, and one less of you is not more.
However, you are the only one who can save our lives.
In order to save our lives, you are the only one who can save our lives."
We, in order not to betray your faith, you can return to the secular world, but you should return to the secular world."
"Yes, yes, Master Yunjie, you said you have the world in mind.
Now, you can't just watch us being brutally killed.
Buddha, just keep it in your heart.
I believe he won't blame you.
Yours, please, you should return to secular life."
One person quickly agreed, with tears welling up in his eyes.
"Please, please stop being a monk and return to secular life.
Our lives are all in your hands."
Everyone was crying and their faces were so sad that they were so distorted that they were distorted.
"Since the poor monk has become a monk, he has no reason to return to secular life.
Amitabha."
Yun Jie looked pious, but everyone couldn't help but roll their eyes at him deep in their hearts.
"Monk, didn't you say that if you put down your butcher's knife, you could become a Buddha immediately?
Didn't you say that the sea of suffering is boundless and you will reach the shore when you turn back?
Why, you can't return to secular life if you become a monk?"
He Tian pulled his red lips and smiled leisurely.
“This is different” "Why is it different?"
“It’s different, it’s just different” "Monk, what are you talking about?
To put it bluntly, you are clearly deceiving me."
Hetian said angrily while condensing a black-purple flame that beat happily in his palm, "If it doesn't happen, you are not afraid."
I will directly kill them."
"If the donor wants the poor monk's heart, the poor monk can give it to you.
Why do you need to sacrifice other people's lives to make things so difficult for the poor monk?
The poor monk devotes his whole heart to the Buddha.
This heart can reflect the sun and the moon, and it will not rest until death.
Amitabha."
These words were so awe-inspiring and righteous that the group of monks couldn't help crying.
But those Taoist priests and demon hunters wanted to wipe Yun Jie's neck with a knife.
They secretly swore in their hearts that in this life, I will never associate with those sanctimonious monks with Buddha faces and animal hearts.
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Moreover, from now on, when they see a monk, they will beat one to death, and when they see two monks, they will beat both to death.
What's more, they still want to We should directly eradicate all the temples with monks on the top of the mountain.
Hetian was slightly angry: "I asked you to like me, but you really don't want to" "It's not that I don't want to, it's that it's absolutely impossible for me in this life, Amitabha."
"If Amitabha comes or Amitabha goes, I will tear your mouth open."
"Even if the donor really tears the poor monk's mouth apart, the poor monk's heart will be the same, and his ambition will not change Amitabha."
He Tian's eyes were full of murderous intent, and the hostility surrounding his body was getting stronger and stronger.
Those Taoist priests who caught demons and exorcists staggered to their knees in large groups, crying at the top of their lungs: "Master Monster, you have heard it.
This monk doesn't care about our life or death at all.
He wishes you could kill us quickly."
We are all people with families and worries, but we cannot compare to this monk.
Please just let us go.
Our ancestors will be grateful for your kindness and virtue from generation to generation.
We will also build temples for you and make offerings to you so that the incense will always flourish."
All of them had tearful eyes, looked pitiful, and lowered their postures into the dust.
They looked as if they had been greatly wronged.
"Monk, you can actually watch these people die miserably without saving anything.
If you are a monk in vain, why should you bear the name of a Buddhist believer?
This is really ridiculous."
Hetian smiled contemptuously.
"If the benefactor really wanted to kill them, why would he bother to deal with the poor monk until now?
The benefactor must be testing the poor monk's sincerity towards Buddhism.
The ancient saint monk Tang Xuanzang went through ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties before he obtained the true scriptures.
Although the poor monk did not I dare to boast about it, but the piety of the poor monk is not inferior to him at all.
The poor monk thanked the donor for all kinds of tests on the poor monk.
The poor monk has firm faith, wholeheartedly worships the Buddha, and will never change Amitabha."
This monk's brain circuit is obviously different from ordinary people.
I really don't know if the reason why he became a monk is because of his extraordinary IQ.
He is disliked by others wherever he goes.
At this time, not only the Taoist priests, demon hunters, and exorcists wanted to vomit three liters of blood while covering their chests, but Hetian, who had always been cool and self-possessed, couldn't help but want to vomit three liters of blood while covering his chest.
While trying to slap the monk to death with the sole of her shoe, she, who was noble, connotative and cultivated, couldn't help but roll her eyes wildly.
This monk, simply, should only exist in heaven.
If she didn't want to win his sincerity, He Tian had already burned him to the ground with the fire of the void, so how could he be allowed to stand here intact and speak nonsense?
"Monk, instead of taking refuge in Buddha, it is better to take refuge in me.
Whatever your Buddha can give you, I can also give you."
Hetian took deep breaths, trying hard to restrain the anger that wanted to kill the monk directly.
"No matter what the donor says or does, in the heart of this poor monk, there is only me, the Buddha, and only the people in the world."
"Okay, very good."
He Tian gritted his teeth and smiled, "Then I want to show you how evil and vulgar human nature is in the people you want to save, and how incompetent the Buddha you respect is."
After saying that, Hetian turned into a burst of black smoke and left with Juan Yunjie.
As soon as they saw that the big devil had disappeared, the Taoist priests, demon hunters, and exorcists were extremely excited.
They hugged each other, cried and jumped, as if they had narrowly escaped death, and were deeply immersed in the thought of escaping from the devil's claws.
Unable to extricate themselves from the joy, they then discarded the mahogany swords and various talismans in their hands, and fled in great embarrassment like an army that had lost a battle and was being chased by ferocious enemies
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