The sword rises

Chapter 351 The poor monk has no time to talk to you
Chapter 350
"Senior, are you serious?"

Li Qiurou looked at the fat monk with extremely suspicious eyes, not sure what the fat monk was going to do, so she was extremely cautious.

"Of course! Why did the poor monk lie to the female benefactor." The fat monk Kongjie said bluntly: "Let's go! Let's set off quickly, don't waste time."

The fat monk just wanted to fulfill his promise to Gu Hengsheng, and after sending Li Qiurou back safely, he hurriedly asked Gu Hengsheng to honor the thirty jars of first-class wine.

"It must be the best wine, otherwise I am really sorry for the painstaking efforts of the poor monk." The fat monk said silently in his heart.Ordinary good wine is absolutely not acceptable, and it must not be perfunctory.

"This..." Li Qiurou hesitated, thinking and deliberating in her heart.

The cultivation level of the monk in front of him is so unpredictable that even Ding Pengsheng, who is at the peak of the Earth Profound Realm, was suppressed by him. If he really harbored evil intentions, he would definitely not say so much.

After all, with such a strong man, there are not many people in the entire land of a hundred kingdoms who can contend.

Thinking about it this way, did senior really want to help him get the sword, and then just want some good wine at home as a thank you?

Li Qiurou thought about it for a long time, and only came to this conclusion, that is...Senior's behavior is really very human, and he sincerely wants to help himself.

A strong man who can suppress the peak of the Earth Profound Realm, he didn't have any bad intentions to help him.Although Li Qiurou himself felt that it was a bit outrageous, but after thinking about it, there was no other explanation.

"Okay! Now that senior has spoken, follow me back, and I will entertain senior with the best wine." Even in the face of the unfathomable fat monk, the fairy in white still maintained a snow-like arrogance and coldness, slowly nodded.

"Okay, this sword will be handed over to you. Don't worry, if anyone dares to use this sword or has any wrong thoughts, the poor monk will definitely save him."

Seeing that he had succeeded, the fat monk Kongjie handed the sharp Jinghong Sword to Li Qiurou, and then cast a serious glance at the crowd, making them shudder.

Fairy in white slowly stretched out a pair of bare hands, and took the three-foot green blade from the fat monk's hand, feeling the coldness from Jinghong Sword.

She lowered her eyebrows and looked from the hilt to the tip of the Jinghong Sword. A slender figure of a man in white holding a sharp sword flashed in front of her eyes, and a ripple appeared in the depths of her eyes unconsciously.

"Thank you, senior." Li Qiurou held Jinghong Sword tightly, just like holding his warm hand back then, unwilling to let go.

Recalling the past, Li Qiurou and he walked side by side in the courtyard, warm wind blowing in, quiet and warm.

Sighing that at present, his figure is only in the memory, leaving only a scroll of paper and this Jinghong sword, and the scenes of that year can no longer be found.

Therefore, Fairy in White cherishes everything he left behind, because it carries a lot of thoughts and memories.

"Let's go!" The fat monk grinned, completely different from the terrifying appearance he had when beating Ding Pengsheng before, like an unscrupulous monk.

The fairy in white held the Jinghong sword, nodded slightly, and planned to leave with her jade feet.

Fat monk Kongjie followed closely beside Li Qiurou carelessly, no one dared to stop him wherever he passed, they stepped back a long way and bowed respectfully to see him off, respectful.

"Oops! Almost forgot."

When Chubby He hadn't walked a few steps, he patted his round bald head, and suddenly realized that he turned his head to look at Ding Pengsheng who was still half kneeling on the ground.

"What are you still kneeling on, why don't you wake up quickly!"

The fat monk's voice was mixed with a trace of Buddha's voice, and a wave of snow rolled up and hit Ding Pengsheng's ears.

At this moment, thousands of people immediately shifted their gazes to Ding Pengsheng in the distance ahead. They couldn't help but think of the scene of the fat monk showing his might just now, and they trembled a little.

hum...

When the fat monk's Buddhist voice came through the void, Ding Pengsheng's cloudy eyes instantly became clear.

"It turns out... the old man's crimes are so serious, it's too late to regret."

Suddenly, two lines of turbid tears fell from Ding Pengsheng's slightly sunken eye sockets. He sat cross-legged in the snow, slowly leaned his hands together, and murmured to himself: "Today, the old man shaved his hair and became a monk." , use the rest of my life to resolve the consequences of what I have done."

A black and white hair fell off from the top of Ding Pengsheng's head, and was blown by the cold wind towards the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, the hair on the top of Ding Pengsheng's head completely fell out, and he was as bald as an old monk. His eyes were full of clarity, as if he had seen through the world of mortals and had a great enlightenment.

"Ding... old Ding is going to... shave his hair and become a monk?" Someone's eyes widened, completely unable to comprehend the scene in front of him, and exclaimed loudly.

"No way! Elder Ding wants to convert to Buddhism? How is this possible? Could it be this senior's method?"

Thousands of people on the field couldn't believe this fact. They watched Ding Pengsheng stand up from the snow with his hands clasped together, and looked at his bald head, completely stunned.

"Senior, what... what's going on here?" The fairy in white raised her beautiful eyes slightly, she was also puzzled, and couldn't help but asked the fat monk beside her.

"The poor monk just gave him a slap to forgive his sins. Seeing that he has realized something now, it is not a waste of the poor monk's energy." The fat monk seems to have known the result a long time ago, without the slightest surprise explained.

Just now, the fat monk used the "卍" palm with the true meaning of Buddhism, and directly hit Ding Pengsheng deep in his heart, drawing out everything he had done for hundreds of years, making him fall into deep thought.

Under the palm of the fat monk, Ding Pengsheng seemed to have experienced what he had done in his life again. He saw countless corpses lying beside him, and saw the hideous and terrified appearance of those people before they died.

Ding Pengsheng acted throughout his life, killing thousands of people, countless.Among them, there are good people and bad people.

Under the palm of the fat monk, the pre-death emotions of those killed by Ding Pengsheng were magnified, and a trace of conscience deep in Ding Pengsheng's heart was drawn out.

Therefore, when the fat monk awakened Ding Pengsheng, Ding Pengsheng recognized his sins and felt the resentment and pain of those who died.In this regard, Ding Pengsheng let go of his greed, determined to convert to Buddhism, and made atonement for himself.

"Master, can I practice Buddhism by your side? I want to atone for what I have done for so many years."

Ding Pengsheng came to the side of the fat monk in the blink of an eye, his hands clasped like an old monk, making everyone present dumbfounded.

"Go away, the poor monk has no time to teach you."

The fat monk rejected Ding Pengsheng's plea with a look of disgust.

(End of this chapter)