Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

  Chapter 51 Death penalty can be forgiven, living sin is hard to forgive

   Zhang Ming was also **** off. He is a well-rounded monk who turns his hands into clouds and covers them as rain.

   "Chan Master Huiming, if I don't agree to you, I'll be sorry for the reputation of your Xiaohanshan Temple!"

   His heart was a little cold.

   This Huiming disregarded the life and death of the people of Lingxi Town, and drove the demon wolf to create a conspiracy to harvest belief. After being exposed by himself, he turned his face and refused to recognize anyone, and slapped his apprentice to death with his own hands.

   This person is ruthless and decisive, which is terrifying.

   Zhang Ming could not find a reason to refuse.

   Chan Master Huiming smiled kindly and said: "Daoist Qinghui, the poor monk may not have made it clear. What I mean is that today is not only the difference, but also life and death!"

   His tone changed from shallow to heavy, like drums hitting Zhang Ming's heart.

   Qingquan's face changed: "Senior brother, ignore him!"

  The onlookers also noticed the solemn atmosphere at the scene, and gradually stopped talking.

   They vaguely understand that now it is not only a matter of reputation, but also... a battle between Buddhism and Taoism!

  The light-yellow Buddha light diffused out, covering the street as if it were overwhelming.

   Huiming walked forward step by step.

  The monk's shoes fell on the bluestone, making a slight "tatta" sound, and it fell in my heart, but it resounded like thunder in the dull sky, one after another, heavy and depressing.

   Zhang Ming stood in the pale yellow Buddha light, his body glowing golden light, like a candle flickering in the dark.

   Although weak, it cannot be ignored.

   "Not only is it superior, but also life and death?"

   He laughed suddenly, very brightly.

   It seems that this journey down the mountain has only begun, and it has received a malicious block from this world.

  But, so...that's wonderful!

   "Chan Master Huiming, thank you for your slap in the face. Pindao is used to living a comfortable life. Before going down the mountain, he never thought about being competitive. But now, Pindao knows how important the word 'invincible' is!"

   Zhang Ming said seriously.

   Regardless of whether he was in the middle of the scroll in the past life, or the chanting and learning of the Tao in this life, he only wanted to live a simple and stable life.

   So even if Qiongyu Sword Sect came to the door, Zhang Ming never thought about the strong eating the weak.

   But the world has never been kind!

   It was not until he came down the mountain at this moment that he realized that everything would not be as smooth as he had hoped.

  Since that's the case, then go ahead!

   The flickering candle suddenly stopped, and then it burned fiercely like an unyielding flame.

   Chan Master Huiming smiled and said at this time: "Qinghui, the poor monk has seen through you! It turns out that you are only in the early stage of the reunification realm, haha, you are really brave!"

   "Did you know that the poor monk has already reached the peak of the reunification realm and has touched the threshold of the life-shaping realm!"

   The gap between the two is like Haoyue and Firefly.

  Xugui and Xuni shouted complimentingly behind them: "Master, this person is stubborn, please ask Master to be merciful and save him with the supreme Buddha method!"

   They could not wait to give each other high fives to avenge their morning taunts.

   Chan Master Huiming heard the words, and suddenly his palms folded together, and the endless Buddha light suddenly surged like a tide, setting off a huge wave 100 meters high, pressing Zhang Ming heavily.

   "The Buddha said, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turning back is the shore!"

   He chanted softly, and the huge wave was suppressed. The crowd of onlookers suddenly fell to the ground, looking horrified.

   They were just standing on the edge of the waves far away, and they felt that their bodies were extremely heavy, as if they were about to be broken.

   So what kind of pressure should Daoist Qing Hui, standing in the center of the giant waves, be under?

They looked together and saw the light blue figure standing in the light, like a small boat facing the huge waves, smiling slightly in the ups and downs: "Hui Ming, there is only one sword in the poor road, you can take it. !"

   He pointed forward, no sword in his hand, but the heart of his finger exuded a shocking sword glow.

   Then, an illusory figure stepped out from Daoist Master Qing Hui, bathed in golden light, flying like an afterimage, and stabbing on the monstrous waves.

  The huge wave trembled suddenly and split from the middle to the left and right.

   "Huh? How... how is this possible!?"

   Zen Master Huiming was stunned for a moment, and then he desperately clenched his palms to condense the huge waves.

   However, the golden figure appeared in front of him in an instant, passing through where his palms were folded.

   His pupils shrank suddenly, and then he was a little puzzled. There doesn't seem to be any scars on his body?

   "Hehe, Qing Hui, is this your sword?"

  Hui Ming raised his head and smiled playfully, but halfway through his laugh, he felt that his energy was rapidly fading.

   "No, this is... kendo in the Yangshen realm!"

   His eyes lit up with horror, but it was too late.

  Xugui and the two of them cheered happily from behind: "Hahaha, Uncle Shi's Buddhism is boundless, like an Arhat coming into the world! Qinghui, you will be captured before you can!"

  But, the next second.

   Their voices were hoarse in their throats.

   Zen Master Huiming fell backwards and muttered unwillingly, "What's it called... What's the name?"

   Zhang Ming cupped his hands and said softly, "Sword Twenty-three."

   Plop.

  Hui Ming fell to the ground, his eyes slowly closed.

   Xugou was stunned, Uncle Huiming actually lost?

impossible!

  Uncle Huiming is a powerhouse at the peak of the reunification realm, and he is only half a step away from the life-shaping realm!

   How could he possibly lose! ?

   But, the facts are in sight.

   He only felt a chill in his heart, he suddenly knelt on the ground, kept kowtowing and shouted: "Daoist, spare your life! Daoist, spare your life!"

  Xu Ni also recovered and kowtowed together.

   Only the puffiness stood stunned and did not react.

   Zhang Ming did not look at them, but faced Huiming's corpse, shook his head and sighed: "The edict of the Supreme Being, surpassing your lonely soul. Get out of the sea of ​​misery, and stop being a human being."

   This is a Taoist rebirth mantra.

   "You... get out!"

   His eyes moved slightly, but he didn't cut the grass.

   There are too many people here to watch, and today's dispute is bound to spread, and it is not appropriate to do it.

   Besides, it doesn't make sense to kill three little minions.

  Xugou and Xuni had a happy look on their faces, then they covered it up, and thankfully called Dade: "Thank you, Daoist Master!"

   The two grabbed the puffiness and fled in panic.

   However, at this moment, Qingquan exclaimed angrily, "Want to leave? Senior brother is kind and doesn't want to be contaminated with blood, but I, Qingquan, are not so good at talking!"

   He has always respected his senior brother like a god, and regarded his life as more important than himself. How could he tolerate this group of bald donkeys from Xiaohanshan Temple to bully his senior brother again and again?

  This is... his reverse scale!

   "Flower, kill them!"

   The eye-catching white tiger jumped out at once, chasing the three of them.

   They were so frightened that they were about to urinate, and they rolled and crawled to the back of the teahouse, but they had already passed the method of cultivation, and they were comparable to the white tiger monsters in the Qi-nourishing realm.

   At a critical juncture, Xu Jiu's eyes turned, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to push towards Xu Ni and Puffy beside him.

   The two were caught off guard and fell down.

   The eye-catching white tiger approached in an instant, biting on one person's shoulder, turning his head and tearing it off, tearing off a **** arm, and then biting at another person, tearing off his arm as well.

   Xugou had already taken this opportunity to escape without a trace.

   "Cough, I... am I not dead?"

   At this time, Wang Shougui, the groom's official, woke up and interrupted Qingquan's thoughts, and he stopped immediately.

   Huahua did not continue to bite.

   "Hey, it's your fate! You can be forgiven for the death penalty, but life is hard to forgive. I hope you know how to reform!"

   Qingquan shouted coldly, then squeezed out a smile and said to Wang Shougui: "Hey, groom, do you recognize me? I saved you, I, your savior!"

  Wang Shougui looked blank: "Bai... Where's the white tiger?"

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