Supreme Soldier King City Tour

Chapter 437 Youth No.1

Although the old monk's voice was weak, it resounded like a bell, with endless Sanskrit sounds, shocking people's hearts.

Jack Luo swallowed, the old monk was too imposing, they couldn't match him.

He smiled contemptuously and said, "You Buddhists, you lied about not killing people, are you going to start killing people now?"

The old monk shook his head and said: "People who become monks are not contaminated with killing, but you have disturbed my Buddhist important place again and again, and those who are not tolerated by the Buddha can be abolished."

His eyes were flat, and the Buddha's intentions were revealed between his brows, and he said: "Now look back, the sea and the sky will be brighter."

"Old monk, countless people died at my hands, I don't believe it."

Among them was a mercenary member who was most impatient with these teaching words.

He yearns for killing by force, and he firmly believes that only brutality can rule everything.

In fact, this is the mind of all mercenaries.

They yearn for an unfettered world where no one can control them.

"If the benefactor doesn't believe it, you can take a step forward." The old monk smiled lightly.

This person was furious. Although he was beaten to the ground by the old monk before, his strength was not as good as others.

But he couldn't admit defeat with his mouth, and he finally took this step that knows no bounds.

All of a sudden, everyone felt the aura of Buddhism and Taoism enveloped them, and the solemn and dignified momentum made them unable to resist in the slightest.

Poseidon witnessed everything in astonishment, and the old monk made a move.

He took an ordinary step, but it was like a thousand years of time, and he came to the mercenary in an instant and slapped him.

There is nothing gorgeous about this palm, but it is extraordinary, containing a domineering, fierce momentum, with a little bit of Buddha's meaning.

Wu Xuan was already shocked, and there was a hint of relief in the shock.

There are too many experts in Huaxia!

The mercenary's wide eyes were bloodshot. He was shocked to see the old monk's palm on his chest, and then exploded.

A huge dent appeared in his chest instantly, his sternum was cut off, and he spit out blood, flying upside down like a kite with a broken string.

He fell heavily to the ground, his limbs were shattered into pieces, and he was as limp as mud.

Blood froth flowed from his mouth, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

The old monk's palm contracted to a certain degree, which happened to severely injure this person, but did not hurt his life.

"The monks don't tell lies, and the old monk will do what he says. Is there any benefactor who will try the old monk's Buddha palm?" The old monk smiled lightly.

He has an ordinary figure, but at this moment he gives people an extremely domineering look!

Jack Luo turned pale with horror, the old monk was completely pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

With that kind of power, even if he makes a move, he will be defeated in an instant.

He and the rest of the Black God Mercenary Corps had chills down their backs.

He dared not take the originally planned method because the old monk was really domineering.

This shot is to beat the team members into mud. Before this, they were actually hiding their strength.

If the old monk is willing, they are not opponents at all.

Seeing that the people in front of him were speechless, the old monk knew that it was a deterrent, he said: "I am a Buddhist, and I am practicing Buddhism here, so I didn't want to make a move, but if you dare to disturb my Buddhism again Land, I won’t keep my hand anymore, you can do it yourself.”

After all, under the surprised eyes of everyone, the old monk walked back to the temple with firm steps and closed the temple door gently.

The few people who were left in shock had nothing to say.

The old monk is really too powerful, Wu Xuan was stunned to see it in secret!

Wu Xuan was completely shocked, he witnessed all this clearly.

He just observed the martial arts method that the old monk used just now, it was extremely powerful.

Huaxia Martial Arts is extensive and profound, and this old monk is definitely a strong man who can be called a name.

Jie Luo's fierce eyes flickered, he was thinking about how to deal with this damned old monk.

Wu Xuan was right in front of him, but he couldn't kill him, what a torment.

As the deputy head of the Black God Mercenary Corps, Jack Luo didn't want the cooked duck to fly away, and the reward he could get for killing Wu Xuan was the temptation.

No matter which mercenary regiment it is, facing such a generous reward, they will give it a crazy try.

He made a decision in his heart and ordered: "You two, guard the temple for me, and don't let Wu Xuan leave."

He took out his mobile phone and prepared to mobilize manpower and weapons. They couldn't deal with the old monk, but what about crowd tactics and fire suppression?
Even if the old monk has three heads and six arms, he can't resist the suppression of heavy firepower, and they will be wiped out together at that time.

Suddenly, he received a mysterious call.

……

At this moment, Wu Xuan looked at the old monk in amazement, and said approvingly: "Master, good method."

The old monk smiled lightly and said, "How can I be compared with the benefactor."

In fact, with his pure cultivation of Buddha nature, he can see clearly to people outside the Buddhist sect.

If Wu Xuan had not had a heart of justice, he would not have been allowed to set foot in the pure land of Buddhism.

Wu Xuan was taken aback for a moment, but he couldn't help feeling awe in his heart.

This old monk has extraordinary Buddha eyes, and he can see his strength at a glance, which shows his profound cultivation.

The two sat cross-legged in the open hall, with the sky filled with stars above their heads, bathed in the green smoke of the incense burner, and their minds were clear.

Wu Xuan said with a faint smile: "Actually, I have also practiced martial arts for several years, but unfortunately I have offended my enemies. I have not been hunted down to this point. I have concealed something earlier, please forgive me, master.

If outsiders heard Wu Xuan's words, they would probably vomit blood.

What does it mean to have practiced martial arts for several years?

That pure brokenness is the tempering of blood!

Wu Xuan met this old monk once, although the other party had no malicious intentions.

But he has a special status, and it is not easy for Wu Xuan to tell the whole story.

After all, it is better to be cautious when you are alone.

The old monk nodded, and said softly: "It's very good for the benefactor to tell the truth. I believe the Buddha will forgive him."

Wu Xuan said: "That's good."

The two talked in the middle of the night, and the conversation was very happy, as if they had forgotten each other.

The two talked about the martial arts of Huaxia Martial Arts, which was extensive and profound.

There are people outside the world, and masters are everywhere.

Taoism's practice of mind and nature is quite similar to Buddhism, and the Buddhist way of compassion is something that old monks like to talk about.

Wu Xuan's special training for the previous nine months was of great use.

Using the knowledge taught by Mr. Qin and others, he was able to discuss with the old monk, and he was very happy.

The old monk also admired Wu Xuan very much, because there are not many young people who can have such insights.

It can be regarded as No.1 among peers!
Don't be arrogant or impetuous, and have a solid foundation!

This is the hero!

Wu Xuan is secretive about his identity, but the old monk is also clear and bright.

He knew Wu Xuan well, and he didn't pursue Wu Xuan's origin, the two of them knew it well.

There are too many monks to say, as long as Wu Xuan is a good generation.

The old monk called it great compassion and great compassion, and Wu Xuanneng had a pleasant conversation with him.

This proves that it contains Buddha nature, is loved by the Buddha, and is also highly appreciated by him.

This night, there was no more noise from the Black God Mercenary Group.

The Buddha's voice surrounds the ears, the cigarette calms the mind, and only talks about the Buddha and the Tao.

Because Wang Yilei was too tired, she fell asleep when the old monk faced the enemy.

At this time, he was sleeping soundly in the fasting room, and Wu Xuan was envious of such a good sleep.

……

Jack Luo answered the mysterious call with doubts, and the other party's voice made him instantly dignified.

This number is the phone number of the head of the Black God Mercenary Corps.

(End of this chapter)