Chapter 82

"The anger of evil thoughts is the seed of hell. Li Jun, if you don't want to fall into the endless hell, quickly bow your head and accept the precept!"

"Just because you want to plug in my brain?"

"The Ape with the Heart Descends His Mind and Enters the Buddha Kingdom to Obey the Vajra Precepts. This is the only way to wash away your sins!"

"Talking on, Laozi Ge talks a lot of bullshit!"

Swearing in Shu accent is the most hearty.

If you want to fight, call what nonsense!
Li Jun rushed forward, his speed was faster than that of a horse, he stepped forward three feet in front of Mu Chi, his hands clasped together like a heavy hammer and fell down.

The wind presses down on the roof, and the monk's robes rattle.

"Stubborn."

Mu Chi squinted his eyes and sneered, and with one arm, he raised the vajra pestle that looked like a stick and knife towards the top of his head!

Boom!
When the iron and steel collided, there was a dull sound like a bell, which made the singing voice in the sky fade away.

Mu Chi's dark face suddenly turned red, and he stepped back uncontrollably, and the gold bricks under his feet were all cracked.

The tattoo of Vajra Subduing Demons covering the left chest glowed with blood, bright and dark as if it was breathing.

Looking carefully, the red lines in the tattoo pattern turned out to be metal wires.

It is engraved with Buddhist Sanskrit inscriptions with miraculous micro-carving techniques, and it is rapidly dissipating the surging force from the Vajra.

Li Jun struck out again as soon as he landed, his blood-filled pupils glowing with hearty joy.

The red blood is hot, it's time to kill the Buddha!
Squeezing into the middle door, Li Jun slapped the Buddhist pestle away with his backhand. Li Jun clasped the door of Mu Chi's face with the five fingers of his right hand, and smashed the Buddhist monk to the ground in an extremely violent way.

"With this little ability, you still want to learn how to play Duhua?"

The sneer on the corner of Li Jun's mouth didn't dissipate when there was a piercing sound from the side.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced over, and saw that the magic beast with the girl's face on its head had rushed forward.

Li Jun raised his foot and stepped down, stepped Mu Chi and the Vajra Pestle in front of him into the pit, turned his shoulders and twisted his waist, and punched the mechanical beast.

Although the body was still fighting forward, the childish face on the head of the weapon closed its eyes in horror.

"Uncle, don't hit me."

Li Jun's eyebrows were raised upright suddenly, his thin lips were pursed tightly, but the fist he swung was still involuntarily hesitated for half a minute.

Pfft!

Just at this moment of hesitation, a whip shadow struck out like lightning, and Li Jun was thrown out heavily.

Li Jun, who rolled and fell to the ground, just got up when he felt a sharp pain in his right arm. The cotton armor on his shoulder was drawn into threads, and the flesh and blood beneath it also rolled out an inch-long bloody mouth.

"I'm sorry, uncle, I'm sorry. If I don't sell flowers, he will beat me. I'm afraid, I'm afraid."

The snot and tears covered the girl's wrinkled little face because of guilt, and the fear that penetrated deep into the bone marrow was in the immature voice.

But the animal body that carried him was swinging its tail blade like a sharp knife towards Li Junyao in a mighty manner!

"Small problem, wait for uncle to help you out!"

Li Jun grinned, revealing a mouthful of blood-stained white teeth.

The Yueyuan step, which was promoted to the realm of Dzogchen, made him as fast as a ghost. With one step, his figure had already reached the body of the guardian beast.

call.
The tail whip came again, but Li Jun easily grabbed it and twisted it off with his backhand.

"what!"

The girl cried out in pain, and tears fell from her eyes.

"do not Cry!"

Li Jun snarled, turned over, whipped his legs and pulled away the sneak attacking vajra pestle, slammed his shoulders and knocked the mechanical beast to the ground, clasped his shoulders with one hand, and grabbed his neck with the other.

"Be obedient, close your eyes. Pain, and you won't have to be a beast in the future."

The animal body had already anticipated the next result, and its four sharp claws scratched deep marks on the gold brick.

"Ah."

The girl seemed to have inexplicable trust in Li Jun. Hearing this, she obediently closed her eyes, biting her lower lip with a row of tiny teeth.

Pfft!

A spine was pulled out from the chest cavity, and the pain that could not be described in words caused the girl to subconsciously bite her lips until the blood was blurred.

Without even a scream, the pupils in his eyes suddenly dilated.

"What is true and what is false? If you think she is true, can this save her?"

Mu Chi stood in the distance with a vajra in his hand, quietly watching this scene.

"Don't play tricks with me, a group of yellow rats who steal dreams, pretending to be your mother or Buddha."

Li Jun was shirtless, tied the girl's head tightly on his back with his military uniform, and stared at the monk in red with scarlet eyes.

"This is your Buddhist kingdom, and it's also my fantasy. Your Buddhist thoughts can drive her here, can't Lao Tzu's willpower keep her?!"

Believe it or not, this is the basis of belief and the underlying logic of the coming of the Buddha Kingdom.

The roar echoed in front of this holy Buddhist temple, and the voice seemed to contain some kind of magical power, and the girl's intermittent groans of pain suddenly came from the baggage behind Li Jun.

She seemed to be gritting her teeth, resisting the unimaginable pain.

Mu Chi looked indifferent, "The Buddha Kingdom never guards against sentient beings. What you said is not a secret at all. Now that you have fallen into anger, even if you save her with this little willpower, how much more can you compete with me for the authority of the Buddha Kingdom?"

"Struggle?" Li Jun laughed loudly, "I said that there is no need to be so troublesome, just smash your fucking Buddhist kingdom to pieces."

Mu Chi looked at the wound on Li Jun's shoulder, and a sneer of disdain slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Can your will support you from multiple injuries?"

"Then how many times can your Buddha's thoughts carry your reincarnation?"

Mu Chi moved his lips and was about to make a sound when a black shadow quietly occupied his sight.

The horrible demon monk instantly restrained his mind, and the vajra rod blew out a piercing scream, sweeping across in front of him.

"You are not qualified to fight me close to me!"

Li Jun's eyes were squinting, his left arm was sticking out, and his right elbow was thrust out like an iron spear, directly hitting Mu Chi's heart.

The monk's back was bent, his vest and clothes burst, and the broken mechanical bone pierced through the flesh and blood, revealing a sharp cut.

This is just the beginning.

Li Jun reached out and grabbed his neck, but Mu Chi, who had not had time to fly backward, was shackled in place again.

Step forward again, shoulders sinking into the body, the huge force of the river rushes wantonly in the square inch.

Dzogchen Eighth Rank Martial Arts, Bajiquan, Iron Mountain Relying.

The red monk's robe flew backwards, and the vajra rod dropped from his hand and fell to the ground. It hit the gold brick with a clanging sound, and fell in the distance without knowing whether he was dead or alive.

What about the body of King Kong?
Li Jun threw away a piece of bloody trachea, the muscles of his left arm tensed, and the wound left by blocking the vajra pestle stopped bleeding.

The bloody smell bubbling up in his nostrils stirs up the hostility in his heart, but the stinging pain of the wound makes the fierceness in his bones boil.

He patted the burden on his back with his backhand, and whispered softly: "Don't worry, we can leave here when uncle kills him a few more times."

".Um."

As soon as the child's voice fell, the scene in front of Li Jun suddenly changed!
The Buddha's voice is gone, the temple is hidden, and the fragrance of books and ink is lingering.

A room full of elegance appeared in front of Li Jun.

After writing the desk, Gu Yong, who was wearing a Confucian blue shirt, seemed to have taken five stone powder, his facial features twitched nervously, twisted into a crazy expression, and his eyes were bloodshot.

This is greed.

Greed enough to make one forget life and death.

"This is the brain of the number one scholar? This feeling is so wonderful. Now I am the number one scholar, and I am the real reading seed of the Gu family!"

Gu Yong stroked his face with both hands, his face was full of obsession.

"As for your knife, I was going to throw it away when I was done using it."

Gu Yong raised his eyes to look at Li Jun, smiled and said, "But I've changed my mind now, you have to die. No one will know about my taking Gu Xi's slices privately after you die."

(End of this chapter)

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