Excellent Spiritualist

Chapter 243
Immediately afterwards, a ferocious flood dragon soared out of the Soul Refining Cauldron.

Jun'er and the others were stunned.

Jiaolong hovered in mid-air non-stop.

Su Ming squinted his eyes and stared at it, "Get out of here."

Jiaolong let out a roar, and stared at Su Ming with scarlet pupils.

Su Ming released his breath, fear flashed in the eyes of the flood dragon, obediently descended from the sky, and returned to the soul refining cauldron.

Lu Guan shouted in shock, "Dragon, dragon."

Jun'er was shocked and said: "Young master, who was the one who made the soul-refining cauldron back then, the Jiaolong clan is the royal family of the monster clan."

"It's just the royal family of the monster clan, and it's not that powerful."

Su Ming said contemptuously: "I don't even pay attention to the Kunpeng Yaozun, let alone the Jiaolong family. If it is the Qinglong among the four spirits, maybe I will be afraid."

"The Soul Refining Cauldron is really a good thing, I didn't expect that there is a flood dragon soul hidden in it."

"Master, Flood Dragon Soul is a very powerful character, do you want to find a way to deal with it?"

"What are you packing up for?"

Su Ming smiled lightly, "Don't you two want to refine it to enhance your cultivation?"

"Your current realm is stable. If you have the help of the dragon soul, you should be able to break through to the realm of the demon king."

Su Ming said slowly: "However, the Soul Refining Cauldron has absorbed too many souls, and the dragon's soul is too hostile, so it must be dispelled first."

Jun'er and Yi'er looked at each other in blank dismay, they must be very lucky.

"Young master, do you really want to give up the dragon soul to our sisters?"

Jun'er was so excited that he was incoherent.

Su Ming said lightly: "The dragon soul is useless to me at all."

Su Ming put away the Soul Refining Cauldron and clapped his hands, "Although the Soul Refining Cauldron has the dragon soul, it is not integrated with the Soul Refining Cauldron, but injected into the Soul Refining Cauldron afterwards."

Jun'er and Yi'er were dumbfounded.

"Did the other party kill the members of the Jiaolong clan to frame you, young master?"

"Things will come to light very quickly."

Su Ming stretched his waist, "The Soul Refining Cauldron is in my hands, he will definitely come back to get it back."

"It doesn't matter if the people from the Jiaolong clan come, as I said, as long as they dare to provoke me, they will definitely die an ugly death."

Jun'er and Yi'er looked at each other, and smiled helplessly, "Master, after all, we are from the Flood Dragon Clan, we still have to be careful. The Flood Dragon Clan seems to be a vassal race of the Qinglong Clan..."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Su Ming looked calm.

Jun'er and the others are very helpless.

They can't change the decision Su Ming made, and Su Ming won't listen to them...

Su Ming was full of arrogance and never controlled by others.

"donor!"

At this time, little monk Mingkong came with three or four beauties.

Su Ming looked at the little monk Mingkong in surprise.

He said with an embarrassed expression: "They are tourists who came to Wutong Mountain for sightseeing. They came to Lanruo Temple because they were worried that the hotel would not be safe."

Suddenly, Su Ming joked, "Master Ming Kong, I thought you were lucky."

He scratched his head in embarrassment, "The little monk is a monk, he doesn't love the world of mortals, he doesn't love women..."

"really?"

Su Ming looked at him playfully.

Uh!
His expression froze, and he smiled resentfully.

"Master Mingkong, stop chatting, where do the four of us live?"

At this time, one of the women spoke.

"Four benefactors, please come this way with the monk."

Ming Kong led them into the largest room, and after they settled down, she walked out of the room and nodded to Su Ming.

"Master Ming Kong, if you arrange them here, you won't be afraid of us messing around?"

"Master uncle said, benefactor, you are upright."

"Can you believe your uncle's words?"

Su Ming curled his lips and said: "He is full of nonsense, unbelievable, he often drives..."

"How can Uncle Master drive without a driver's license?"

The little monk Mingkong said strangely.

Su Ming spread his hands.

After the little monk Mingkong left, the four women he brought came out of the side room.

They came over to say hello to Su Ming and the others.

The four of them all look good, but their appearance is not much different from the Internet celebrity faces on the Internet.

They are Internet celebrities.

Su Ming wondered if they were here for some kind of live broadcast.

Su Ming gave Lu Guan a look, and told him to go up and find out.

Lu Guan rolled his eyes, slightly upset.

Su Ming gave him a look, and he reluctantly moved closer.

But they didn't sell Lu Guan's account at all, and kept coming to Su Ming's side.

"Jun'er, go find Monk Kongwen for me."

"Yes!"

Jun'er left quickly, and took Monk Kongwen into the yard after a while.

Su Ming looked at him displeasedly, "Master Kongwen, what does this mean?"

He looked confused, "Little benefactor, I didn't do anything."

"Stop pretending to me."

Su Ming pointed to Lu Guan and said, "They don't want to look for the famous rich second generation in Nanjiang City, so what's the matter with me? You must know that they are Internet celebrities, and even know what they are doing in Wutong Mountain."

Monk Kongwen said aggrievedly: "Little benefactor, you really wronged the poor monk? The poor monk swears he doesn't know anything."

After hearing Su Ming's words, the four women fixed their eyes on Lu Guan.

Lu Guan stepped back in fear, "You, what do you want to do?"

They rushed to Lu Guan like hungry wolves, and held Lu Guan's hand to make a fuss.

Su Ming shuddered, it was too scary.

Lu Guan wants to cry but has no tears.

"Handsome guy, you, are you really the rich second generation?"

"I'm not a rich second generation."

"He is the rich second generation. His name is Lu Guan. You can go and inquire. Who in the whole Nanjiang City can say that he is richer than his family."

Su Ming pointed at Lu Guan, in order to keep himself clean, he had no choice but to divert the trouble to the east.

Lu Guan wailed, big brother, you are cheating little brother.

"Oh, so you are Young Master Lu, we were so blind that we didn't see you."

Balabala's wild spit made Lu Guan die.

Su Ming couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Brother, help me."

Lu Guan stretched out his hand pitifully towards him.

Su Ming shook his head, "I can't save you, you're just asking for luck."

Lu Guan shed tears of regret, he, he regretted coming here, he shouldn't have come.

"Amitabha!"

Monk Kongwen clasped his hands together and persuaded: "Four benefactors, please pay attention to your behavior in the quiet place of Buddhism."

"Master, we didn't do anything, we just chatted."

"That's right, master..."

"Grandmaster!"

They acted coquettishly at Monk Kongwen, and Monk Kongwen's face was flushed from suffocation, and he looked in a state of embarrassment.

Su Ming shivered, it was so scary.

Monk Kongwen stared blankly with his eyes wide open, is there such an operation?

Su Ming patted him on the shoulder, "Aren't you angry? You must have lured a wolf into the house."

He nodded with a wry smile.

"Come on, you're just tempering your Buddha's heart, and people from the world of mortals have come to the place of Buddhism's pure cultivation. I'll see how you explain to the Buddha."

"Amitabha."

He pretended to be calm and authentic: "The Buddha said that all living beings are equal."

"Stop pretending, okay?"

Su Ming jokingly said.

He rolled his eyes, "Little benefactor, do you have to expose me? Can't you let me put on a good show? I am a Buddhist, and the four things are empty, and everything is like a passing cloud in my eyes."

"Okay, that's what you said, I won't give you what I owe you."

Su Ming pinpointed the loophole in his words.

His eyes widened in astonishment, "You backtracked."

"You said it yourself, everything is like floating clouds in your eyes, it doesn't make any difference whether I give it to you or not."

"Then you are wrong. Tell me that you will be credited. Whether I want it or not is another matter."

He threatened Su Ming with his eyes, "Little benefactor, you must have basic integrity in life."

"Do you think I look like a trustworthy person?"

Su Ming looked at him with a smile on his face.

His expression froze, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "You are cruel."

Su Ming spread his hands disapprovingly.

Monk Kongwen turned around and was about to leave, Su Ming suddenly said: "Master Kongwen, it is difficult for you to become a Buddha if you have not broken the world of mortals. Only when you have the opportunity to break up the world of mortals can you truly realize that all things are empty."

Monk Kongwen stopped in his tracks, with a wry smile on his face, "How did the little benefactor find out?"

"You try your best to cover it up, but in the end you will only put more pressure on yourself. The pressure can only disappear when it is released. The more you suppress, the moment it explodes, you will not be able to bear it."

Hearing Su Ming's words, Monk Kongwen had mixed emotions in his heart, "The poor monk doesn't know, but the person who is depressed in the poor monk's heart has already been reincarnated."

"The world of mortals is hard to break. The poor monk is doomed to have no chance to resolve it in this life. The little benefactor should not persuade the poor monk. You have never experienced it, so you don't understand. Back then, she persuaded the little monk to stay, but the little monk resolutely turned around and left..."

(End of this chapter)