Throne of Shadows

"Ghosts are destined to be with you."

Everyone has a weakness, and Dongchen's weakness is his feet, a pair of feet that can make any woman feel inferior.It doesn't matter if you fight, but if you caress...

It wasn't an itching, but a strange feeling. It reacted to being touched by a monk. Even though he knew it was because of his feet, Dongchen still couldn't accept it.

"You let go."

Boom!

His weak body didn't react quickly, and as the monk let go, Dongchen fell headfirst to the ground, feeling dizzy at that moment.Without energy blessing, to be honest, Dongchen's physical body is really not that good.

Putting on his socks and shoes angrily, Dongchen stared at the monk's empty blind eyes, thought for a while, but didn't dare to do anything.

Both of them were silent, Dongchen didn't know what to say, and the monk couldn't see at all.

Bored, Dong Chen began to look around. This room should be an energy center, which can be seen from the huge disc-shaped energy sum behind the monk.Seeing this, Dongchen was overjoyed on the spot.

"Exit, where is the exit?"

Looking around carefully, Dongchen found a staircase.But now Dongchen doesn't plan to leave, he hasn't recovered yet.At such a time, it is better to stay beside the blind monk.

Consciousness immersed in the sea of ​​consciousness, Dongchen felt a weight on his shoulders just as he was about to summon Can Jian: "Benefactor, you are too murderous, it's better not to act rashly."

Looking at the blind monk coldly, Dongchen snorted disdainfully: "Then I'm waiting to die? Energy doesn't distinguish between good and bad, good or evil, it just depends on what the person who uses it does."

Nangmo Safu Tanta Niedi Vishiya, "Almsgiver, you have great wisdom. The poor monk would like to lead you into my secret sect of Buddhism. Would you be willing?"

"I wish you a big head!" Dongchen gritted his teeth, stared at the blind monk, and muttered to himself, this monk must be sick, crazy.Okay, who wants to be a monk?Can not eat meat, can not marry a wife.

Thinking of this, Dongchen shook his head: "Master, I appreciate your kindness. This one? I still don't want to come out."

"Safuwei Jinnan." The monk chanted another mantra that even ghosts could not understand, and then sat cross-legged in front of Dongchen: "Almsgiver, I think you misunderstood the meaning of the poor monk. I want you to join the secret sect." Buddhism, you only need to keep the good thoughts in your heart, and you don't need to abide by any clear rules and precepts."

Don't need to obey the rules?Dong Chen's eyes lit up, is there such a monk in the world?

Aroused by curiosity, Dongchen couldn't help asking: "Can a monk of the secret sect marry a wife?"

"Yes." The blind monk replied calmly.

Dong Chen laughed: "Then, can monks of the Secret Sect eat meat?"

"Yes." The blind monk remained calm.

Dongchen rubbed his head, looked at the nine scars on the blind monk's bald head, and touched his own hair: "Well, all monks of the secret sect need to be shaved?"

"This?" The blind monk thought for a while, "It's not possible."

"What do you mean?"

"Just shave if you want to shave, and pull it down if you don't want to." The monk's face was not normal, and there was anger in his voice.

Dongchen looked at him, thought for a while, and quickly asked the last question: "Then, what are the benefits of joining the secret sect?"

Gabang!

The joints of the tightly clenched hands crackled, and Dongchen was so frightened that he moved back a lot.

"Master, don't be angry! These days, there are no good things, I think, no one will do it, you say, right?"

Standing up long, with a blue body behind him, holding a sword in his right hand and a rope in his left hand, his eyes raised and lowered, surrounded by flames, the frowning Buddha statue appeared in reality, and the blind monk made a seal with his hands: "Mo Sanmanduo binds the sun Luo Nan, Zhanna Mahalusana!"

"Almsgiver, when you enter my secret school of Buddhism, be careful with kind thoughts in your heart. The poor monk has the body of Fudoming King, and he will teach you the way of suppressing demons, so as to stop the evil in your body. The previous benefactor, the crazy demon, cannot be freed. If there is no poor monk , the benefactor has already returned. Now, the poor monk only asks the benefactor, whether to enter or not?"

"So what if you get in, so what if you don't?" Dong Chen squinted his eyes, and his bad temper came up.He hated others threatening him the most in his life.

"Maharassana!"

The blind monk chanted the ghost mantra again, with anger on his face: "Enter, the poor monk will accept you as a disciple. If you don't enter, in order to keep the world peaceful, maybe the poor monk will eradicate evil spirits for the world."

Threat, the threat of red fruit.

Dongchen leaned on his sword and stood up, setting off blood flames angrily, and the power of the soul surged out: "Then we can try, you say Lao Tzu is a devil, is he a devil? What do you think?"

"Slaying the wolf's fate, seven kills, breaking the army, the three stars of the greedy wolf appear. Benefactor, your fate is not single, but comprehensive."

"According to the old legend, the person who has the fate of killing the wolf will destroy the world. But no one has ever truly possessed all the fate of killing the wolf. I have seen this possibility in the donor. The donor, become a monk. I will wait By the side of the benefactor, lead the benefactor to the right path."

The blind monk's calm words struck Dongchen's heart like thunder.

When Lang made a soft sound, the sharp sword slipped down, Dong Chenzi sat slumped on the ground, his face changed wildly: "How do you know?"

"Touched."

Shrinking his feet unnaturally, Dongchen lowered his head: "Do you have a solution?"

"Entering my secret school of Buddhism, the poor monk has his own solution." The blind monk smiled.

"You're not lying to me?" Dong Chen raised his head.

"Monks don't tell lies."

Dongchen stared at the blind monk, then looked at the Buddha figure behind him, which looked like a monster no matter what, the corner of his mouth twitched...

"Monks don't lie to others, so why do people become monks? You say that I have the fate of killing and breaking wolves, so tell me what kind of skills I have for killing and breaking wolves? If you say yes, I will join. Otherwise, I will be with you. You work hard!"

Blood came to Dongchen's eyes: "Master, I admit that I can't beat you. But... if you really want to fight to the death, you may not be able to live well."

With the existence of the true solution of the sword, Dongchen really wants to risk his life, not to mention the ground level, even the sky level.It's just that the price of this thing is too high, and Dongchen really dare not use it unless it is absolutely necessary.But if you don't dare to use it, you don't dare to use it. It's still okay to threaten others.

This is called confidence.

The blind monk smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Seven Killers, the thief who disrupts the world;

"This kind of explanation doesn't need to be used to fool people. What I want to know is my own." Dongchen's face was dark.

"Hehe." The blind monk smiled noncommittally: "The blood flames on the benefactor's body should be seven kills, Bai Ling is a greedy wolf, and the benefactor himself ordered to break the army. He should have ruled the world, but it's a pity that he was weak when he was young. But this is fate As a result, the benefactor is a person who is destined to be calamity, and there will be many calamities."

"I don't believe in fate." Dong Chen picked up the sword and said in an extremely firm tone, "I only believe in myself."

"What's the difference between believing and not believing?" The blind monk shook his head: "Almsgiver, the poor monk will ask again, whether to enter or not."

Standing up slowly, putting the sword back into its sheath, Dongchen leaned over and bowed his head: "I am here! Not to solve the disaster, but to gain strength. What I believe in is always myself. Only myself can solve everything. But I want to solve everything. Everything needs power. I don’t care if the power is evil or righteous, Buddha or demon. I just need to know whether it is strong or not.”

"Power is everything! Destiny can never stop me, nor can it determine me. What is destiny? I am destiny."