High-end prehistoric: Kill the time traveler at the beginning

Chapter 158: Buddhist Daluo has deep tricks

Walking out of the alley, my eyes suddenly became bright.

It's like being in two completely different worlds than before.

The sound of the bustling crowd reached my ears, and I suddenly came to the human world.

The first time she walked out, someone noticed her.

She was too dazzling, independent and independent, like a white dragon suddenly swimming into a dirty little pond.

The fish and shrimps in the pond will naturally notice it instantly.

In fact, some passers-by were stunned when they saw her.

Not just because of her appearance.

What's more, her temperament is so different from those of mortals like them.

However, there were no blind beings who came to strike up a conversation.

There was no legendary playboy coming to tease her.

On the other hand, some people were whispering and talking about "practitioners" and the like.

There are also cultivators in this world, and there are a lot of them, and their upper limit of strength is terrifying.

Many people have heard rumors even if they have never seen it.

In their opinion, Zhao Wuxia's temperament can only be possessed by legendary practitioners.

While walking out, Zhao Wuxia glanced slightly. Almost instantly, her gaze had swept to the end of the street, and almost everyone was caught in her eyes.

The city of mortals.

Lifting his eyebrows calmly, Zhao Wuxia noticed something strange.

According to her understanding of the main god, since the task required her to resist the king of the foreign land for three months, she should be directly allowed to descend to the so-called Imperial Pass.

According to the mission introduction, Diguan is the front line against the king of foreign lands. The king of foreign lands is conservatively estimated to be the Taiyi Golden Immortal. He cannot be a mortal city if he can fight against it.

Didn't you show up directly at the mission location?

She pondered slightly and walked to a stall not far away, which was a stall selling sesame cakes.

He was also the stall owner who lamented the hardships of the world.

"May I ask the store owner, how to get to Diguan?"

As if he didn't expect this fairy-like person to suddenly come to his stall to ask questions, the stall owner was a little flustered for a moment.

Zhao Wuxia didn't show any impatience and waited quietly.

The stall owner came back to his senses, pointed to one side of the street and said: "Leave here, all the way out of the city, and just walk north. I don't know how far it is."

Zhao Wuxia nodded to him and thanked him: "Thank you very much."

She was about to turn around when the stall owner thought of something and asked cautiously: "Fairy, are you going to support the practitioners of Diguan?"

Zhao Wuxia paused slightly, turned around and looked at him and said, "Why do you ask?"

The stall owner sighed and said: "I heard that the Immortal King of the foreign land has awakened and is attacking the Imperial Pass. Once he breaks through, our nine realms will be devastated.

I am just a mortal, I have no ability, and I can't help. I can only silently pray for the soldiers at the border. "

As he spoke, he skillfully packed a dozen freshly baked cakes, wrapped them in oil paper, tied them all up, and handed them over to Zhao Wuxia.

He said: "Fairy, I am running a small business and there is nothing I can do to help. Please accept these cooking cakes. It is a long journey and can be used as dry food. I just hope that you will be fine after you go and we will not have to be displaced. .”

Zhao Wuxia looked at the oil paper he handed over and reached out to take it. When she raised her hand, the Shadow Sword in her hand disappeared silently.

The stall owner was shocked, but even more so, he was happy. Secret Tao was indeed a practitioner.

After taking it, she smiled at the stall owner and said, "I'll take it, and I will guard the Imperial Pass for you."

She did not tell the stall owner that she had already been able to eat grains and did not need these as dry food.

She just accepted it with a smile and made her promise.

The stall owner didn't take her promise to heart, and waved his hands repeatedly: "No need for this, no need for this."

Without saying anything else, she nodded to the stall owner, then turned around and walked in the direction he pointed before.

After walking a few steps, he passed by an alley. In the shade of the alley, there were several beggars sitting against the wall with numb expressions.She ignored it and continued walking forward.

In front of him, a broken cattail leaf fan suddenly appeared, and then a voice came.

"Female Bodhisattva, please be alright, we haven't eaten for several times."

Zhao Wuxia frowned slightly. He didn't realize that someone was trying to stop him with a fan?
She calmly looked to the side and saw a monk with shabby clothes and ragged shoes, stopping her with a smile on his face.

Zhao Wuxia had the impression that the monk was basking in the sun just now.

She didn't reply, she just looked at the monk with doubtful eyes.

The monk smiled, took back his cattail leaf fan, pointed to a few beggars in the alley and said: "Amitabha, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. The female donor has the heart of a Bodhisattva, so she won't refuse to save people even if they die."

Zhao Wuxia actually wanted to argue, "How do you know I have the heart of a Bodhisattva?"

But when the words came to her lips, she held back.

She followed the other person's fan to the beggar in the alley, and then looked at the cake wrapped in oil paper in her hand.

He immediately became wary of the monk in front of him.

This monk wants to transform me!
For Zhao Wuxia, who has experienced countless worlds and met countless masters, she naturally knows Buddhist people.

Not only do I know them, I also know many of these people's tricks.

To sum up, Buddhist people are very dirty.

What he is best at is giving you mysterious and mysterious theories of cause and effect, and designing a real world of cause and effect cycles for you.

And he mixes his own personal things into it, and gently nudges you at critical moments, so that you will naturally develop the boundless Dharma and take refuge in the blissful heart.

When he was still weak, Zhao Wuxia saw more than one monk trying to introduce him to Buddhism in the mission world.

However, the monk in front of him could stop him calmly, so his strength was probably quite impressive.

The guarantee is also Taiyi Golden Immortal level.

The hidden master of this world?
She wasn't sure, but she walked towards the beggars in the alley.

She knows that these Buddhist masters like to play tricks on themselves, but correspondingly, they also have their own bottom line.

They pay attention to a predestined relationship and hope that the other party will convert naturally. Under normal circumstances, they will not forcefully take action.

Therefore, as long as you keep your true intentions and don't be swayed by their tricks, you'll be fine.

As she walked into the alley, several beggars with numb expressions looked up at her, expressionless, like zombies.

Zhao Wuxia was keenly aware that they were all injured, and a strange darkness lurked in their bodies.

This darkness was so deep that even Zhao Wuxia could only detect a hint of it.

She thought for a while, then put down the oil paper in her hand and opened it. The cakes were still steaming, and the aroma of the dough was wafting up.

The five beggars with numb expressions were shocked. They all looked at the oil paper bag and swallowed subconsciously.

Because of the food, there was also a glint in their eyes.

An unkempt beggar whispered: "Good... sweetheart..."

His voice was too low and hoarse for ordinary people to hear.

Zhao Wuxia directly handed over the oil paper bag in his hand, "You two should divide it first."

Then, she walked over to the two beggars lying down. They were already dying, one big and one small. They looked like a mother and son.

Flies kept buzzing around.

They also smell bad.

Zhao Wuxia didn't care and noticed that the two people frowned slightly. The darkness had corroded the two people. Their bodies were alienating and they were quickly turning into monsters of darkness.

Several beggars on the side devoured themselves. Each of them ate a pancake and regained some strength.

One of them came over with two cooking cakes and wanted to squat down to help the mother and son, as if he wanted them to eat something.

A long sword with a scabbard stopped in front of him.

Then I heard Zhao Wuxia's calm voice: "We can't save him anymore, kill him!"

(End of this chapter)