I can see the blood bar and my purity is extremely high

Chapter 53 Sir, this way please!

Probably because that large wave of aberrations has gathered most of the surrounding aberrations.

During the three days of traveling, the group only encountered a few scattered ones, and their strength was very weak.

The old monk took out an ordinary Barrett, shot them one by one, and sent them to eternal bliss.

After the old monk shot another head, Su Qinghong couldn't help but asked: "To be honest, I have always wanted to ask, if you don't practice Buddhist skills, but instead practice spear fighting and fighting spirit, Buddha will not blame you for insulting the tranquility of Buddhism. ?"

"Amitabha, the Buddha has no appearance, so the Buddha has the appearance of living beings. The Buddha does not care whether Buddhist disciples practice Buddhist techniques."

The old monk put away Barrett and then explained with a smile in vernacular.

"When you practice Buddhism, you cultivate your true heart. Just like Buddhist precepts do not allow eating meat, but in order to save the world and save people, I still don't care about eating muscled meat."

"For example, those so-called monks in the secular world appear to be fasting and chanting Buddha's name, but in fact they are constantly conducting business operations and land acquisitions behind the scenes. So what's the use of practicing Buddhism?"

"The precepts are just a way to restrain the moral character and thoughts of monks. It is a way to quickly limit human bad habits, just like cramming education for the purpose of quick learning."

“You can’t say it’s wrong, but it’s definitely not suitable for everyone, just most people.”

"Discipline is not the key, nor is the Dharma. The heart is."

"It's so profound."

The snow-white fox ears on Su Qinghong's head drooped down, full of confusion.

"The meaning of Master Ruhuo should be almost the same as what the ancient Chinese monk said, 'Food and wine pass through the intestines, but remain in the heart of the Buddha.'"

Anthony, the fake foreign devil, understood it and suddenly realized it.

At this time, he was holding a small white saucer in his left hand and a cup of fragrant and sweet black tea in his right hand, which he was sipping happily.

It was cloudy this afternoon, and Anthony, as a vampire, said he felt very comfortable.

If you ignore the uniform of a college student, he finally looks like an authentic British aristocrat from London.

Kashan was as taciturn as ever, or maybe she was too scared to speak.

Lu Wenwu, the new concept socialist who has always been at the forefront of having fun, is equally taciturn.

This is mainly because he has been distracted playing music games on the way, obsessed with improving his strength, and has no intention of quarreling with Brother Fox from the Northeast.

In the distance, a "village" is already in sight.

There seems to have been a bloody battle here.

The dilapidated high earthen wall covered with iron sheets was crumbling, with shocking cracks all over it.

The dried blood dyed the earth brown, like the green leaves under the flowers, setting off the formidable skeleton in front of it, which was at least ten meters high.

This is the skeleton of a seventh-level aberration, killed by the first leader of the Juju Bone Collection.

This is also the origin of the name of this gathering place.

Well. At that time, this place was still called the Giant Bone Sanctuary.

Before a few people arrived at the battle-damaged gate of the gathering place, the gatekeeper already let out an unbelievable exclamation.

"Oh my God, it's Priest Gu Ying and Old John! And Takeda! It's incredible that they came back alive and brought back a few outsiders!"

"Damn it, it's true! This old boy and Takeda must have made a fortune this time!"

Both guards are only first-level (C-) evolvers, slightly stronger than ordinary people in the wasteland. But when compared with a "big boss" like Gu Ying, who has dual second-level (C) identities of priest and evolver, the gap becomes even larger.

Therefore, these two guys, who usually made a lot of money, didn't mention Gu Ying at all. They laughed and headed straight towards Old John and the two, ready to give Qiu Feng a good beating.

"Ahaha! Isn't this our great archaeologist John Hull and his follower Takeda! I congratulate you on getting rich!"

Takeda, who is thin and skinny and always likes to keep things quiet, changed from his normal behavior this time.

He stepped forward with a grin, casually pulled out a 92-gai pistol from his arms, loaded it skillfully, and pressed it against the head of the person who spoke.

"No, look at the old-era pistol in my hand. Doesn't it look like you have a life of bullying the weak and fearing the strong?"

The old monk is kind-hearted.

Takeda and Old John were each given a pistol, plus a few boxes of bullets each as a reward.

He has a lot of these things in his backpack, and they are not expensive things.

Old John also calmly took out a 92-gauge and loaded it with a click.

"Calm down, calm down man!"

The evolved person being pointed at immediately raised his hands and broke out in a cold sweat.

C-level evolvers may not necessarily be able to evolve scales and shells, and even if they evolve, they may not be able to be in key locations.

With his current physical defense, a shot to the face would only result in death from a headshot.

"I sincerely congratulate you on getting rich, really!" the evolver said with a smile on his face, "You and Old John are in great luck now. They have old-era firearms and escaped the previous scene. The tide of aberrations is so exciting."

Takeda withdrew his pistol with an expressionless face: "You are a thousand-year-old fox playing with me here, I don't know what you want to do?"

The fox ears under Su Qinghong's hat moved and asked curiously: "Do you also have Liaozhai and Fox Fairy here?"

"Sister Kehong, I don't know what a liaozhai is, and I've never seen a fox." Takeda showed an awkward smile, "I only know that this is a common saying, I don't know when I learned it."

"Oh"

The Northeastern Fox Lady instantly lost interest in this topic.

The three men in the team looked at each other and read some information from each other's eyes.

If there is a book like "Liao Zhai" here, combined with the Chinese language they speak, will this place be another Blue Star?
  A blue star where a nuclear war broke out?
  But what about those so-called gods?
  Are they real, or are they just a fantasy created by the wastelanders out of desperation?

Lu Wenwu, who felt that this place was uninteresting, was too lazy to argue with these guys who were just looking at people's orders, and immediately circulated his energy and blood to release his own power.

The strong pressure knocked the two guards and the onlookers not far away to the ground.

Even a third-order (C+ level) evolver hiding in the dark is no exception.

There was no vulgar scene where Lu Wenwu and his friends were forced to pretend to be good and get slapped in the face because they coveted beauty and got carried away by the second child.

In the wasteland of the apocalypse, strength is justice, and power brings freedom.

As long as you are strong enough, you can activate Zhao Gao's locking skill [Turning a Deer into a Horse] as many times as you like.

The frightened third-level evolver politely asked Lu Wenwu and others the reason for their visit, and respectfully led them towards the residence of the leader of the gathering place.

Fifth Brother's strong and powerful fist is more effective than any rhetoric, and is better than a thousand words.

(End of this chapter)