I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 206 Yan Wuya: It's broken, I'm a boy who gives away money (updated at the end of the month, 8000)
From ancient times to the present, there have been many people who have been called holy monks, but they can truly be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. There is no dispute that there is only one living Buddha...

That is the Daoji monk who is dressed in rags and hats, wandering around for alms, helping the poor, curing diseases and saving people, common name: Jigong.

In addition, subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger, Xuanzang's debate, whether it is a man or a Buddha, give people the feeling that they are more purposeful, far less pure, and relatively more controversial.

Yan Wuya didn't expect Monk Kongjian to have a heart comparable to that of a sage, let alone such a long-cherished wish.

However, he couldn't help but mutter in his heart:
"Can a Living Buddha achieve this easily?

Even if he can convert Qin Yao, who will confer him the title of Living Buddha?
If it's just evidence from the heart, what's the difference from putting gold on your face? "

Of course, let’s get down to business, now he has something to ask for, so he can’t say to his face, ‘What are you bragging about? If you have time to see the mountain to suppress the demons and eliminate the calamity of the demons, after thousands of years, everyone will sing the praises and you will be a sage."

Seeing that the monk was scratched, Kong smiled slightly: "It's too early to say that, I hope the devil king you mentioned won't disappoint me."

Yan Wuya: "..."

I'm just echoing it, are you serious? ? ?
Shortly after.

Yan Wuya came to the White Jade Tower with Kong Jian, pointed to the pavilion that released the demonic aura and said, "Master, this demon building is the property of Qin Yao."

"It's really demonic!" Kong Jian said coldly.

Yan Wuya nodded slightly: "Master, how do you think these vixens should be dealt with?"

"Fa Hai can keep the White Snake forever in Leifeng Pagoda, and I can also bring these fox monsters back to the Jingnian Zen School, and keep the Demon Locking Tower forever." Kong Jian said.

Yan Wuya: "..."

I can't take it anymore.

This monk is good at everything, but it is a bit offensive to talk about self-comparison with the sages.

This is not the meaning expressed by the words "Jianxiansiqiyan"! !

"Master Dao, you are back. Is this a pedicure or a massage?" At this time, Director Yao, who had received Yan Wuya, saw them and came out to ask.

Yan Wuya: "..."

Empty view: "..."

"Ahem..." Yan Wuya cleared his throat, trying to explain.

"I brought a new friend this time." Director Yao looked at the monk's gleaming head and said with a smile, "My Buddha is merciful, and monks get [-]% off."

Yan Wuya: "..."

Empty view: "..."

"You don't want to talk anymore!" Seeing that the female executive was about to speak, Yan Wuya was really frightened, and shouted.

In case this guy baldly said something that he couldn't get out of whore, how would he face the blank view?

Director Yao: "???"

All right, why are you suddenly angry?
Are you still grieving about not being able to prostitute?
"Master, I will leave it to you." Yan Wuya turned around and said.

Kongjian nodded slightly, and with a flick of his fingers, a vigorous volley flew out, hitting Supervisor Yao and fixing him in place.

Then he took out a palm-sized Jinlan pocket from his bosom, and strode towards the clubhouse.

"Master Dao, and this master, what are you doing, let me go!" Director Yao froze in place and shouted loudly.

However, all the monks ignored her and stepped into the hall side by side.

"Who are you?"

After receiving the news, Jia Le quickly rushed downstairs and asked the monk in a low voice.

"Boom."

Kong Jian flicked his fingers and fixed him in the same place, then raised the pocket in his hand and aimed at a vixen in the hall.

"receive!"

As soon as the words fell, the pure and beautiful girl turned into a stream of light and was sucked into the bag before she even had time to let out a miserable howl.

"receive."

"receive."

"receive……"

Kong Jian walks in the clubhouse, but whenever he encounters a vixen, he shouts and puts him in his pocket.As for the customers encountered in the process, as long as the other party speaks fragrant, they will be banned and silenced, which is really domineering.

He accepted the monsters openly and honestly, without any shyness, so the news quickly spread to Qin Yao.

Qin Yao rushed over with his legs pressed against the amulet. He pointed at Supervisor Yao's shoulder and released her Dingshen acupuncture point. Then he rushed into the hall without stopping.

"You mean him, right?"

At this moment, Sora, who was standing in front of a huge vase in the hall, raised his head slightly.

Yan Wuya silently nodded.

"Yan Wuya, you have crossed the line." Qin Yao glanced at him and said coldly.

Yan Wuya was silent, waiting for Kong to see Grandmaster's performance.

"Benefactor, you have a demon in your heart!"

Kong Jian looked at Qin Yao with satisfaction, and said to himself: This son should be my envoy to protect the mountain of Jing Nian Zen.Just like in Journey to the West, the black bear spirit subdued by Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva.

Qin Yao heard the reputation and looked over: "Monk, you are mentally retarded!"

Kong Jian's smile faltered.

"No matter where you come from as a monk, or what kind of bewitching you have heard, I advise you to carefully consider whether you have the qualifications to be an enemy of Maoshan." Qin Yao said coldly, unwilling to be that kind of big-hearted injustice.

But as long as the other party is not obsessed with ghosts, he will be somewhat concerned when he hears Maoshan's name, right?
"Amitabha."

Kong Jian put his palms together and said earnestly: "Benefactor, can I ask the poor monk to ask a few questions?"

Qin Yao said blankly, "Master, please tell me."

Kong Jian held up the pocket in his hand, and said solemnly: "The first question, are the group of foxes in the poor monk's pocket taken in by you?"

"Yes."

"Second question, I heard that you still raise ghosts and zombies?"

"This question is wrong." Qin Yao shook his head and said.

"Oh?" Kong Jian glanced at Yan Wuya, then turned his head: "What's wrong?"

"I raised the ghost, and my master raised the little zombie." Qin Yao said.

Empty view: "..."

Can this be inherited? ?
"Are there any questions?" Qin Yao said kindly.

Kong Jian shook his head and said: "It seems that after I have converted you, it is necessary to meet your master."

Qin Yao's eyes turned cold: "Are you really going to be a big injustice?"

"The poor monk doesn't know what you're talking about." As Kong Jian said, he raised his right hand, and a golden force centered on his palm quickly condensed into a golden bergamot hand, grabbing Qin Yao in the air.

"Damn it, I can't even understand the words. You really are mentally retarded." Qin Yao swung his fist sideways, and hit the Buddha's hand hard with his fist and evil wind.

"boom."

A bright golden light suddenly lit up at the junction of the fist and palm, and an invisible force swept across in all directions in a wave shape.

"Deng Deng stare."

Qin Yao felt a wild force hit him along with his fists, and he backed up several steps in a row, stepping on a deep footprint with each step, only then did he dissipate the force.

A look of surprise flashed across Kong Jian's face, as if he didn't expect the other party's physical fitness to be so strong.

"Oh!"

Qin Yao stepped on the ground with his right foot, his body rose from the ground, and he swung his arm to hit the monk. During the running, golden light burst out from his thick arm, like the hand of a god.

Kong Jian flipped his palm, and another golden palm print flew out, rushing towards the sky.

"Drink... ha!"

"boom."

Qin Yao punched Buddha's hand, and without any accident, he was bounced away again.

"Don't struggle, you are not my opponent." Kong Jianyun said lightly.

Qin Yao's body turned a few somersaults in mid-air, and landed on the ground with a bang.

"The battle situation is undecided, don't be so arrogant."

It was not the first time for Qin Yao to meet such a high-level opponent. He didn't look flustered at all. He fully circulated the Dahuangting Zhenqi in his body, and his body suddenly swelled up, and the spirit pattern between his eyebrows shone brightly.

Kong Jian frowned, raised his palm high, and swung it down from top to bottom.

At the same time, a big golden hand flashed from above Qin Yao's head and landed.

Qin Yao stepped on the ground with his heels, and the magic amulet on his leg shone brightly. He escaped from the big hand attack in an instant and came to the sky.

"Ah!"

Before he raised his palm, Qin Yao hit him hard in the face with his right fist, causing his body to stagger and almost fell to the ground.

"Shua." Kong Jian dodged to avoid the second punch, and his figure was as elegant as the wind: "I was careless. If I didn't dodge, I wouldn't give you a chance to hit my second punch."

"Too much nonsense, and you are not Ma Baoguo." Qin Yao's figure was as fast as lightning, rushing towards him, and his casserole-like iron fist brushed against Kong Jian's nose.

"boom!"

Kong Jian slapped Qin Yao with his palm in the middle of his hand and knocked him into the air again.

However, to his surprise, even so, the other party didn't look injured, and he was still fierce.

"So you are not human!" Monk Kongjian said with certainty.

In his cognition, considering the other party's current cultivation level, it is impossible for a human being to cultivate his body to this level.

"You are not human." Qin Yao scolded softly, activated the magic amulet, and bullied him, his fists were as sharp as the light of an axe.

Seeing that the monk let out a breath, put his palms together, and closed his eyes tightly, the Buddha's light gathered behind him, turning into a huge angry-eyed Vajra.

King Kong leaned over and clasped his hands, just in time to catch Qin Yao's body, and pressed him tightly in his palms.

"Qin Yao, do you take refuge or not?" Angry King Kong said, his voice was like thunder.

"I surrender to you, sir." Qin Yao was completely furious, the lines on his brows turned into flowing fire, his arms were rippling with golden light, and he slowly opened his giant Vajra hands.

"Stubborn!"

Angry King Kong shook his head, and bit by bit pushed back the space that Qin Yao had opened up.

"Deng Deng stare."

"Ancestor, please go up!"

In the nick of time, there was a sudden kicking sound outside the gate, and then a four-eyed giant with a giant sword rushed in, and chopped off the head of Angry King Kong with a volley of sword.

"Pfft!" The head fell, and the angry eyes of Vajra slowly dissipated, and it was as if a cloud of air exploded in the monk's chest, and the snow-white cassock shattered.

"If you dare to hit my eldest nephew, I'll kill you bastard."

In the original movie, inviting the ancestors is like inflating the upper body. You can’t speak, and the breath is released when you speak. But in this world, the spirit of inviting the ancestors is the divine power of the ancestors, not the soul power of the ancestors. There is no such thing as discouragement. Heart-haired four eyes waved the giant sword and chopped off the head of Monk Kongjian.

"Crack!" Kong Jian's eyes were full of panic, he clasped his hands together again, and a golden seal quickly appeared above his head.

Unable to immobilize Ming Wang Yin, defense is unparalleled.

"boom!"

The giant sword infused with the divine power of the ancestor slashed heavily on the seal of King Fudo Ming, cutting it into golden light and shattering in an instant.

Immediately, the broad sword fell down and struck the monk's bald head, cutting it into two sections from head to tail.

In the corner, Yan Wuya looked at him tremblingly, without saying a word, he crashed into the window and fled.

So brutal.

It's too bloody.

Regardless of age, Maoshan people are perverts!
After beheading Monk Kongjian to death, he stood with his sword closed, turned his head to Qin Yao who was not far away and asked, "Are you alright?"

Qin Yao's eyebrows were flickering, and he shook his sore arms: "I'm fine, I'm just a little out of strength. Uncle, how did you come here by such a coincidence?"

"I……"

His four eyes opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, the divine power in his body overflowed from the pores, and as his body shrunk, his eyes darkened, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

Qin Yao: "..."

Fortunately, this is not asking who the murderer is, otherwise this kind of stuck point can piss people off!

"Brother, hurry up and arrange for someone to wash the floor." Qin Yao said to Jiale, walked up to Simu, picked him up, and led him up to the second floor.

Enduring the horror, Jiale came to the two corpses, reached out to pick up Jinlan's pocket, put it in his arms, and then touched the corpse to find a string of Buddhist beads and a yellowed book...

Other than that, nothing else!
After a while, Qin Yao, who put his eyes on the massage bed in the VIP room, returned to the first floor, only to see that the monk's body had disappeared, and Jiale, with a red cloth tied to his nose, was leading the trembling technicians to clean up the ground. blood on.

In fact, they performed pretty well, and there were so many technicians in the waiting room who fainted from shock.

"Junior brother, this is something I felt from that monk." Seeing him coming, Jiale immediately put the mop into the bucket, and took out the Jinlan pocket, Buddhist bead bracelet, and yellowed ancient books from his arms and pockets respectively three things.

Qin Yao took it over, opened his pocket and took a look, only to see that it was pitch black...

He remembered that the monk had said before that the vixens were all put into this bag.

He circulated the internal force and poured it into the pocket. As a result, no matter how much internal force he poured in, the pocket was like a black hole, swallowing it up.

With a thought, Qin Yao instead used magic power to refine the ownerless pocket. As the golden light flashed on the pocket, he actually saw a small isolated island suspended in the darkness. Hundreds of foxes were lying on the ground at this moment. In the forest on an isolated island.

"One flower, one world, one leaf, one bodhi?"

Qin Yao's eyes widened in shock.

It's not that I am shocked that there is such a magic weapon in this world, but that I am shocked that this magic weapon will fall into my hands.

"come out."

Qin Yao issued an order with spirit, and Jin Lan's pocket flashed with light, releasing hundreds of foxes in an instant.

Fortunately, all the guests have been cleared now, otherwise I don't know what news will come out after seeing this scene.

"Junior brother, is this the legendary Qiankun bag?" Jia Le stared at it, saying without exaggeration that among the people he knew, no one could match this magic weapon.

Including his so-so-so-so master.

Qin Yao naturally put Jinlan's pocket into his bosom, nodded and said, "That's right."

Jia Le sighed sincerely: "The monk is bad, but he is a boy who gives away money..."

Qin Yao observed the string of Buddhist beads, but couldn't see anything for a while, and finally turned his attention to the ancient books with yellowed pages.

The monk's palm technique similar to the "God's Palm of the Tathagata" impressed him too much. If this ancient book is the practice secret book of that palm technique, he wouldn't mind learning another set of Buddhist magic skills!
(End of this chapter)