Don't stand in my way

Chapter 122
"This Senior Brother!"

Six thousand seven hundred feet away, a warm voice sounded. Wei Changsheng, who was collecting cloud energy, turned pale and turned his head.I saw a monk in plain robes standing not far away, with a dazzling bald head, he was clearly a young monk.

Wei Changsheng gritted his teeth, "This senior brother!! Stop following me!"

The young monk in plain clothes looked compassionate and stared at Wei Changsheng. There was some compassion in his mouth, like the sound of Buddha singing, directly filling the heavenly spirit. Dharma protector Vajra, sharing the bliss of the West?!"

Not to mention it was okay, but when he mentioned the Dharma Protector Vajra, the hair on Wei Changsheng's body suddenly exploded. The dozen or so monks behind the young monk, all of them were originally fierce, but now they looked fanatical, as if they had seen the Buddha, staring at the young monk, He murmured and chanted scriptures.

If he hadn't been so powerful, he would have been bewitched by the little monk, and he would have become a monster monk.

He had just killed a monk yesterday when he bumped into this monster monk. He wanted to save him as soon as he met him. If he couldn't defeat the old monk who was guarding him not far away, he had to let the young monk see what dangers there are in the world.

"This senior brother, my younger brother has no roots of wisdom, and he can't do without wine and meat. It's true that he has nothing to do with you!" Wei Changsheng cast his eyes on the smiling old monk, and Wei Changsheng resisted the urge to shoot him with an expressionless face. , rejected for the eighth time.

The little monk showed unwillingness, and he wanted to subdue the young man in front of him. He was about to speak when he heard the old monk beside him say, "Nephew, life has eight hardships, one of which is not being able to ask for it. Since this benefactor has refused eight times, why don't you ask for it?" Don’t force it, these Dharma Protectors are enough.”

The young monk was stunned and whispered, "Eighteen Arhats, but these are only seventeen."

The old monk smiled and said nothing. After a moment, he suddenly pointed downward and laughed heartily, "No. 18, here it comes!"

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but as soon as the old monk finished speaking, a figure rushed out from the bottom of the mountain and landed in front of several people with a swish.

The little monk's eyes lit up, he was tall and tall, he looked like a good material to be a Dharma protector, he looked at the masked boy with longing eyes, he stepped a little, as if the ground had shrunk into an inch, and came to the figure that had just appeared forward.

Wang Xing appeared with murderous intent. Just as he was about to speak, he was suddenly startled when a dazzling bald head came into his eyes.

"Senior Brother, you have a murderous karma, which is very detrimental to your practice. Why don't you become a Dharma Protector Vajra under my sect and share the bliss of the West!"

"What the hell!" Wang Xing felt a demonic sound piercing his ears and had a splitting headache. It was as if tens of millions of people were whispering in his mind, asking him to surrender and surrender, and his face could not help but look extremely ferocious.Suddenly he punched the bald head in front of him.

when! ! !
A phantom of a three-foot-sized golden body appeared around the little monk, and he blocked the punch unharmed. Then, the golden body stretched out its right palm, and with a strong wind, it seemed to cover Wang Xing slowly and urgently. Next, the palm grew bigger and bigger, becoming ten feet long in the blink of an eye.

"Amitabha."

boom! !

A phantom of a big golden hand covered the mountain, in the middle of the palm, Wang Xing was sunk in it like a big character, unable to move at all.

"Senior brother's murderous nature is too great. It's better to study Buddhism with him."

After a while, seeing the figure that had just appeared, like the others, falling behind the young monk and chanting, Wei Changsheng couldn't help but feel a chill all over his body, and quickly took a few steps back.

"Let's go, nephew, if you hurry up, you will be able to cultivate supernatural powers sooner." The old monk nodded at Wei Changsheng, turned around and gave instructions to the young monk, then grabbed the young monk's collar with his big hand, and walked thousands of miles , disappeared instantly, leaving only a residual sound echoing.

"Senior brother, if you have a chance, you might as well come to the Western Desert for a visit."

"I don't know who it is, but I sent it to my door, poor guy." Wei Changsheng shook his head, but he was a little surprised in his heart.

The cultivation that the little monk showed was only the first rank of Qi Hai, which was two levels lower than him. The casual cultivator who crushed the fifth rank of Qi Refining was as easy as drinking water and eating. Da Jie, if he didn't use King Yi's bow, he would definitely be no match. Could he be a descendant of some sect's holy land?

He glanced at the sky and saw that dusk had passed. A thought occurred to him, and several huge eyeballs rose from the top of his head, searching for something rapidly within a radius of several miles.

"Found it!" Wei Changsheng flew in one direction suddenly, and landed in front of a cave after a while. The entrance of the cave was blocked by a brown stone slab. Looking at the activity marks in front of the cave, it was obvious that there were people living there.

Chi Chi!

Several sword energy flew away, the stone slab shattered, and a roar rang out, and a dark-skinned man rushed out. He had a full beard and a sharp mouth and fox cheeks. He did not look like a human being.

"You bastard, you dare to come to my village master's cave to cause trouble! Don't you want to live anymore?!" The big man cursed, and when he looked closely, he saw a man holding a sword stopping and staring at him.

"Monk monk? Village leader?" Wei Changsheng was very interested, "What kind of village leader are you?!"

The big man's eyes rolled and his beard trembled, "I am Huang Shu, the leader of Desolate Wolf Village. Who are you?"

Wei Changsheng chuckled softly, "Nobody, this village master, I have taken a fancy to your cave, and I asked the village master to make room for you."

"It's too much to bully the wolf!" The village owner was stunned for a moment, and suddenly flew into a rage. The wolf was doing it at home, and the disaster came from the sky. He took out a mace with his backhand and threw it at the masked man in front of him.

"I don't know how to live or die." Wei Changsheng shook his head, turned to one side, avoiding the mace, then quickly raised his foot, and stepped on the mace, even letting the village master use his strength was of no avail.

The leader of the village suddenly realized that he was facing a tough situation. He suddenly turned around and released a strong yellow gas full of stench. He moved and burrowed into the ground.

Huh, Wei Changsheng jumped out of the yellow air with the mask on, looked around, and the village owner had disappeared. Looking at the empty cave, he looked disgusted and thought it was a wolf, but he didn't expect it to be a weasel. After waiting, he moved and strode away.

Less than half an hour later, a foot-long weasel emerged from the spot, staggered into the appearance of the village leader, and chuckled, "I can't beat you, but my ability to escape is very good."

Early the next morning, taking advantage of the heavy fog, Wei Changsheng had just finished collecting the blue clouds, when the sky suddenly changed, and a large cloud of seven colors slowly emerged.

The next moment, a large number of monks flew out of Tianzhu Peak, and they said happily, "The auspicious clouds finally appeared again, and they were still seven colors. The last time they appeared were only five colors, it was two months ago. Hurry up, hurry up and collect the cloud energy." !!Don’t wait for them to disperse.”

Wei Changsheng was about to step forward when he suddenly caught a glimpse of many people watching in the distance. Seeing that the people who were going to collect were all in the True Qi state, he rolled his eyes and felt a little enlightened. Not only did he not retreat, but he rose into the sky. Straight into the auspicious clouds.

(End of this chapter)