Poor Monk! Tathagata Madman, Kill Karma and Behead Crime

　　"It's so sturdy, it's a wonderful light art, not only can it be used as a means of attack, but also as a means of attack."

　　The sweeping monk has a wide range of knowledge and can see some ways.

　　Looking at the Qinggong footwork he knew in the world, there was no one that could compare to Mahanei's Qinggong.

　　"Hey~~"

　　"Shaolin failed to leave the Mahabharata, no less than the burning of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion. The monks were short-sighted, helpless..."

　　In a breath, the sweeping monk has recovered from the injuries in his body.

　　It is very difficult to kill a peerless master. Losing a certain amount of infuriating energy can speed up the recovery of the injury.

　　In particular, the sweeping monks who practice Jiazi have extremely deep skills.

　　In the woods.

　　The blood seal with the swastika collapsed into countless small blood seals, like a space channel, manifesting the figure of Mahanai.

　　At this time, he has already withdrawn from the mad demon form.

　　"Ha~~Senior is still showing mercy to Nie's men. Otherwise, if the mad demon form dragged to Nie's will be unsustainable, you can easily win."

　　Mahanei flicked his left arm lightly, and the blood chan beads loosened and fell naturally.

　　Step in the woods.

　　Maha Nie's heart was as calm as water, recalling that when he came across, he was just a little monk in the Palace of Medicine King, trying his best to integrate into the life of Shaolin.

　　I didn't expect to leave one day.

　　"Without a system, the evil is just nirvana, like the illusory bamboo, suffering day and night in Shaolin and being oppressed by other monks.

　　This also allows the evil to see the filth of Shaolin and the depravity of human nature.

　　The Buddha has become their tool for profit, the best excuse for squeezing others, disregarding right and wrong, and focusing on their own interests. "

　　Mahanai closed his eyes.

　　Although the eyes can not see, but the footsteps are steady and powerful, every step is grounded, walking down the mountain.

　　"Nie once wanted to change, but the ignorant and vulgar opinions of the world, the moral kidnapping attached to fame, made Nie very unhappy.

　　Buddha has three things that cannot be crossed, it is not that he cannot cross it, but the method is wrong, the thinking is wrong, the practice is wrong, and there is only one word for those who cannot cross the current law...

　　cut! "

　　sonorous...

　　A cold and sharp edge was released from Maha Nie's body, and the surrounding trees and branches swayed like a gust of wind.

　　Therefore, he committed Mahatma by himself.

　　Maha is great wisdom, evil is evil karma, use great wisdom to resolve evil karma, this great wisdom is physical transformation.

　　Go to the foot of the mountain.

　　"Jianghu, evil is coming again!"

　　……

　　In the past three years, a new generation has replaced the old, and the rise of Mahayana is too fast and disappears too fast, so that it does not stay in people's memory much and has been forgotten.

　　"What a ruthless arena."

　　Maha Nie left Shaolin and went all the way to the south, not for other reasons, but only because the early spring came and the climate in the south was comfortable and pleasant.

　　In addition, there are also two large wools, Langhuan Jade Cave and Shishui Pavilion.

　　In the past, the scruples were too hot, which would make Shaolin suffer, and only took a few "adventures" that were left unattended.

　　For example, Beiming Divine Art, Lingbo Weibu, Jiuyang Divine Art, and Jiuyin Xiajuan have already been started by Maha Nie, otherwise it is delusional to try to deduce the twelve tactics of Satan with seventy-two stunts.

　　That is why the Shaolin monk, who regarded himself as extremely high, believed in the nonsense of Mahanai.

　　Walked for half a day.

　　Completely far away from the range of Shaolin, but it is also late, not suitable for rushing.

　　Mahanei found a village in the mountains to live in casually, and even lived in a well prison for three years, he didn't care about the simple accommodation.

　　The villagers saw that Mahanai was a monk, and they were happy to let him stay.

　　The people in the mountains go to bed early, eat dinner when it gets dark, and after a simple clean up, the villagers go to bed one after another.

　　On the other hand, Mahasian, who has not seen the sun all day long, has not fallen asleep in bed for a long time, and he is not used to sleeping in bed.

　　There was nothing left or right, Mahanai sat cross-legged, holding the blood Zen beads in his hands, thinking about the current situation of the forces in the world, and planning future actions.

　　It's a world where multiple worlds merge.

　　Emperor Ying Zheng, the first emperor, ruled the world and was in charge of the artifact.

　　in short.

　　That is, do not rebel, do not harm the people, pay taxes on time, obey the propaganda of the empire, and violate any one of them, the army will crush the border, and the three clans will be wiped out.

　　In the past, the small country of the Yan family, established the country with military force, declared to the outside world that it was a Jianghu force-Yandu, attacked other Jianghu sects everywhere, expanded its own sphere of influence, and finally occupied half of the southern border.

　　After occupying half of the southern border, Yandu swelled, and her mentality was floating, refusing to pay taxes and obeying the imperial propaganda.

　　Ying Zheng was furious and sent the Pingyang Heavy Armored Army to suppress Yandu. Murong Longcheng fought to the death and snatched eight sword slaves. He barely escaped with a descendant. Yandu was razed to the ground, and no one survived.

　　Seeing that Murong Longcheng is a peerless master, Ying Zhengcai was not in a hurry to cut the grass and root out.

　　With the example of Yandu, Ying Zheng adopted a method of attracting part and suppressing the other part, no longer allowing the free development of rivers and lakes, and conferring the orthodox Zen Buddhism on Buddhism.

　　Suddenly, there was a chaotic sound of hooves from far to near.

　　The villagers who had been in deep sleep couldn't hear it. They would not have thought that there would be bandits looting at night. After all, this village was too poor.

　　He was so poor that he didn't even have the oil and water between his teeth.

　　Maha Nie got up and walked out of the door, step by step, walking towards the village gate without haste or slow, as if talking to the bandits, they met at the gate of the village.

　　"Whoever descends is born, and whoever does not descend... is born!".

Chapter 13

　　bump bump!

　　The sudden burst of true qi, like a hurricane, poured cold water on the aggressive bandits, and the man in the lead quickly tightened the reins and stopped the horses.

　　The originally high emotions suddenly became hesitant.

　　Clang!

　　Mahanai's eyes are as bright as electricity, with a strong look, wrapped in a pressing power, making the wind in the spring become cold.

　　"I don't like nonsense, and I will only say it once."

　　"Master~~ The villain doesn't know that the master is here, so leave now, leave now, and never set foot in this village again in the future."

　　Going is his only thought now.

　　He knew that there was no oil or water in this village, but the girls in the village were able to grab it and give the big guy a lot of fun.

　　call out!

　　Mahaxie made the Buddha's flower with his left hand, and with a flick of his finger, a burst of true energy shot like a sharp arrow, smashing the shoulder bone of the bandit leader.

　　"what!"

　　The shoulder bone was shattered, and the bandit leader was in excruciating pain. He fell from the horse and rolled on the ground clutching his bleeding shoulder.

　　"Ah! What kind of monk are you, and you can hurt people at will. Isn't Buddhism in the heart of compassion!"

　　"what……"

　　The bandit leader screamed loudly, because of the severe pain, his eyes were bloodshot and red, like an evil ghost from hell, hideous.

　　"Nonsense!"

　　The Mahabharata flicked his fingers again, and the infuriating energy penetrated the calf of the bandit leader, and the miserable howl sounded again, which made the bandits tremble with fear.

　　"Master, we surrender!"

　　"surrender!"

　　"Put down your weapons!"

　　The bandit leader gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain from the wound. He knew very well that if he talked more, he would have another wound.

　　After listening to the boss's order, the bandits put down their weapons one by one, and looked at Mahanai with trembling bodies.

　　The bandit leader said hoarsely: "We have already surrendered. I promise that no one will come to invade this village in the future, Master, spare your life!"

　　"Are you brothers born to death?" asked Mahanai.

　　"Yes, yes." The bandit leader hesitated for a moment and answered loudly, he understood the truth of the law not blaming the crowd.

　　"Our brothers in Heifengzhai shed blood on the sky, share wealth and honor with life and death, and share blessings and misfortunes."

　　"very good."

　　Mahanai nodded.

　　"I only want to keep one person alive, who?"

　　Hearing the words of Maha Nie, the statue of the bandit head who was still begging for mercy was placed with a body-fixing spell, his eyes were dull, and his mind was confused.

　　"This monk really wants to open the killing ring? It's impossible. There are thirty brothers who came with me. I have never heard of a monk killing so many people."

　　"He must be deceiving me and playing with us!"

　　"but……"

　　Seeing the wounds on his body, Maha Nie started ruthlessly, and his behavior was contrary to ordinary monks. It was inevitable that it was not true.

　　Although it is said that everyone used to drink blood as brothers, but in the days of licking blood on the road, I have never seen any betrayal, and even my own position was obtained by the dead brother.

　　Yu Guang glanced at the accomplices around him, all eyes flickering.

　　The bandit leader's heart seemed to be grasped, and he shouted loudly: "I, of course it is me!"