The Emperor's Life of a Wretched Man

"Uh..." Solo stopped talking after hearing the words of not quitting, because he is not a monk, he is a counterfeit, and it seems like a waste of time to discuss this with this mad monk.

"What do you think of women? What's your attitude towards love..." Bujie asked again.

"Shooting a knife for a friend, and stabbing a friend for a woman, that's probably it..." Solo said without thinking.

"Damn... confidant! I think so too..."

Just as Bujie said this, he saw a small black spot rushing towards here like lightning in the south of the desert under the moon.

Both Solo and Bujie looked up, and at this time there was an old monk sitting cross-legged in the sky above the great lake, holding a delicate woman who passed out in his arms.

The old monk's body was shining with golden light, and the Buddha's light was ten thousand. All the monks in the ancient temples of the seven directions, including the crock pot temple in the eighth direction, stood up and bowed to the great monk who was holding a beautiful woman.

Only Solo idiotically looked at the old monk and the beautiful woman in his arms with surprise on his face.

"Amitabha, I have met the divine monk, master..." Everyone sang the Buddha's name in unison.

"Lao Na asked you, what did you see?" the crazy monk who was sitting cross-legged on the lake asked.

"Shame arises from the heart..." Almost everyone answered, but among them only Solo, Wu Qingcheng, Zhao Lao and the Four Saints from the Xiaoxing Zhonghui did not say anything.

Well, the monk nodded, and then turned his gaze to Wu Qingcheng: "Young man, why don't you answer?"

"Master, this disciple is dull..." Wu Qingcheng said.

"What about you?" Well, the monk looked at Elder Zhao and the Four Sages again.

"We don't understand Buddhism..." Mr. Zhao and the four elders replied at the same time.

"Then what about you boy?" The monk asked Solo when he was done.

"Me? I didn't think about anything. Isn't it just the monk holding a woman? What else can I think about?" Solo said.

As soon as Solo's words fell, the great monks of the other ancient temples in the six directions immediately looked at Solo with angry expressions on their faces, and shouted the Buddha's name in their mouths. It seemed that they wanted to kill Solo to solve the problem.

"Amitabha, presumptuous..."

"Bold..."

"ignorance……"

"Dogs..."

The monks cursed at Solo.

"Okay, what is born from the heart? This is a donkey friend who passed out and was rescued from the desert by Lao Na on the way here. He is almost trained to become a master. Why do he have so many demons in his heart? Is it true or false?"

"Thank you for your teaching..." The monks saluted the monk again.

"Okay, without further ado, I will divide your eight monasteries into two groups for the competition, four monasteries in one group, and the top two in each group, so that a total of four monasteries will be eligible to participate in Xanadu starting one year later.

Baima Temple, Shaolin Temple, Famen Temple, and Wacan Temple are in the first group, and Lingyin Temple, Qixia Temple, Hanshan Temple, and Tanshi Temple are in the second group.

Four monasteries in each group will be eliminated by lottery, two by two, and the winning monastery will be eligible to participate in the opening of Xanadu.

I think the lottery is also saved. I will just divide you into groups and play casually. In the first group, Baima Temple will play against Famen Temple, and Shaolin Temple will play against Crock Temple.The second group, Lingyin Temple versus Hanshan Temple, Qixia Temple versus Tanshi Temple.

The competition adopts three games and two wins, and the players are sent out at will. Because there is only one person in the crockpot temple, it is not abstinent to fight for three games alone.

Find a place to fight by yourself, there are many places in such a large desert, just compare, don’t bother me, the eliminated ones will go away immediately, and the winners can report to me, all right, the competition will start at the same time,..."

Well, the monk is really dictatorial. He can do whatever he wants, and he can do whatever he wants to save trouble. It seems that he doesn't take this competition seriously at all.

After he finished speaking, he flew to the grass on one side, put the rescued woman aside, and then began to meditate, as if nothing happened to him...

The eight ancient temples were arranged in such a haphazard manner that it seemed that each temple didn't have much of an opinion, and they were still thanking this Chinese god monk, the mad begging master at the same time.

"Damn it! The game is arranged like this? And no one dares to have an opinion?" Solo looked puzzled.

"Hush... What kind of expert is the divine monk? Can you make wild guesses? Let's go..." Chunyue immediately pulled Solo, and led everyone all the way to her opponent, Xixia Temple. past.

Therefore, the eight ancient temples were divided into four groups and headed towards the four directions of the desert. Yanjing Tanshi Temple and Qixia Temple chose to go north.

Under a huge sand dune, the two parties stopped, and a great monk headed by Qixia Temple stepped forward and folded his hands towards Chunyue:

"Amitabha, Master Chunyuejuezheng, the divine monk has already given a decree, ordering me to compete with the two temples for the qualification to participate in the opening of the Taoyuan, let's start..."

"Amitabha, just follow Master Chengguang's wishes..." Chunyue folded her hands together as a salute, and after agreeing, she turned to Solo and said, "Junior Jueluo, send someone to play..."

"it is good……"

After Solo agreed, he looked at the eight great monks at Qixia Temple again. Judging from Solo's investigation, the eight monks in Qixia Temple have similar cultivation bases, and their combat power will definitely not be inferior to their age. sky.

But Solo didn't dare to be careless, he turned his head and shouted at Long Sheng, the most powerful of the four sages: "Ada, you go..."

"it is good……"

Long Sheng Meng Guang's face was full of excitement, it was really hard to find such an existence with cultivation base like them, and there were not many such opportunities, so it was as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

Therefore, after Shengguang agreed, a terrifying aura rose from his whole body. In an instant, the wind was strong, and the sky was filled with white sand, and the sky swept across the four directions, while Meng Zhang's body soared into the air and landed on the sand dunes.

As the Dragon Sage Mengzhang flew up the sand dunes, Master Chengguang of Qixia Temple had a calm expression on his face: "It turns out that Dragon Sage Mengzhang is one of the Four Sages. I didn't expect the Four Sages to still be alive. Cheng Ming, you can go..."

"Amitabha..." Following Master Chengguang's voice, an old monk chanted the Buddha's name, jumped up like a calm breeze, and flew directly to the sand dunes.

"Hiss... This Qixia Temple is not easy! I was careless, and I sent Mr. Zhao up..." Solo regretted it in his heart, but it was not easy to send another person now.

Everyone stood under the sand dune and looked up. At this time, Longsheng Mengzhang and Chengguang of Qixia Temple had already fought together.

Neither of them held back their hands, and they did everything they could as soon as they started, but they saw the yellow sand rising into the sky, the sound of roaring continued, and the figures of the two had been covered by the sky filled with yellow sand.

The destructive power of such a duel between masters is really too great. If you don't choose to be in the desert, I'm afraid the consequences will be unimaginable.

However, with everyone's cultivation base, it is easy to see the battle clearly through the yellow sand. I saw that Long Sheng was very vigorous, flying in the air with his teeth and claws, wishing to kill the opponent in seconds.

But Cheng Ming from Qixia Temple didn't give it in vain. Although his style of play was conservative, he was strict in law.