Eternal Sacred King Chapter 608: Don’t overdo it
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It's getting late.
The red-haired ghost frowned and asked: "Why do his descendants come here?"
"Take a look at the Lotus Sutra of Wonderful Dharma." The old monk said.
The red-haired ghost sneered and said: "It turned out to be focusing on the first secret book of the alchemy, no wonder it came over all the way."
The old monk said: "It's just a scripture. If his descendants want to read it, he can read the scriptures in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion."
"You are generous."
The red-haired ghost murmured.
At this moment, Su Zimo came to the backyard, ready to go to the red-haired ghost to drink a bowl of spiritual water.
The old monk put away Linghe, expressionless, and turned away.
The red-haired ghost put Lingshui in front of him, then lay on the ground, turned sideways and turned his back to Su Zimo, silent and a little unhappy.
Su Zimo was at a loss, wondering what nerves the red-haired ghost had made.
Su Zimo didn't ask, and didn't think much about it.
In ten years, he has learned a little about red-haired ghosts.
There are some things, even if he doesn't ask, the red-haired ghost will take the initiative to say.
But there are some things, even if he asks the red-haired ghost, the latter will not say a word.
Su Zimo raised his head and drank the spiritual water, sat on the ground, and began to practice.
……
The old monk left the ancient temple, and it didn't take long before he returned.
There are two more people beside the old monk.
To be precise, it's a person and a demon!
The monk in front seems to be young, with a golden core cultivation base, wearing a purple robes, with sword eyebrows into the temples, his face is sharp with water chestnuts, his expression is indifferent, and he exudes the aura of dominating the Quartet and suppressing everything!
The purple-robed monk's eyes flickered, and the air seemed to be still wherever he went!
Just standing there will make you unable to resist!
Behind the monk in the purple robe, there was also a two-meter-high man with long hair, with an open chest, thick bones, and a scarlet light jumping in his eyes.
If you have some eyesight, you can see that although this big man has turned into a human form, he is a full-fledged monster!
The evil spirit on the man's body is extremely heavy, and the fierce light in his eyes keeps flashing, which is obviously not a good kind!
The old monk said: "There are no rules in this ancient temple. You are not allowed to set foot in the backyard. In other areas, you can walk as you please, if you want, just go and get it directly."
The purple-robed monk nodded, his eyes turned, and he fell directly on Mingzhen.
At this time, Ming Zhen closed the scriptures in his hand, just got up, and was about to bow to the monk in the purple robe, but heard the indifferent voice of the monk in the purple robe.
"Bring the scriptures in your hands, because...I want to read them."
Ming Zhen was taken aback.
In the ancient temple, it is much more difficult for a person, even if this person does not open his mouth, Mingzhen will actively want to let him go.
Now, the tone of the purple-robed monk is really disgusting.
This is more like a command.
You're welcome!
Mingzhen could feel that the purple-robed monk did not see him at all, as if he was instructing a servant.
Mingzhen looked at the old monk subconsciously.
The old monk sighed softly in his heart.
After all, this is a matter for the younger generations. Even though the attitude of the purple-robed monk is unpleasant, he is not easy to make accusations.
As long as the two sides don't fight to the point of fighting to death, the old monk does not want to intervene.
The old monk took the purple-robed monk to the ancient temple, then returned to the Daxiong Hall and closed the door tightly.
"Monk, are you deaf? Master, don't you come up quickly!" The long-haired man behind the purple-robed monk yelled.
Mingzhen frowned.
After hesitating for a while, Mingzhen passed the "Miaodharma Lotus Sutra" in his hand.
The purple-robed monk took it over, his expression as usual, without a real glance.
It all seems right.
Mingzhen didn't feel annoyed, just smiled, turned around and picked up another scripture, and began to comprehend it.
At this moment, the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was pushed open with a creak.
A small fluffy thing came out from inside, covered with fiery red hair, like a ball of flame, it was the little fox that had just woke up.
The little fox yawned again and again, raised his small paws, rubbing his sleepy eyes, and almost tripped over the threshold of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, naive.
Ming really smiled.
If the purple-robed monk didn't see it, his mind fell on the Lotus Sutra in his hands, his eyes brightened.
The big long-haired man behind him saw the little fox, his eyes straightened instantly!
The little fox awakened with a shock all over his body.
The long-haired man grinned and said: "Master, there is a Hu Meizi here, I have taken it away!"
"Hmm."
The purple-robed monk responded.
"Hahahaha!"
The long-haired man’s eyes were full of lustful light, and he forced him towards the little fox, grinning and said: "Little thing, where do you want to hide?"
Looking at the little fox with a frightened expression and receding, the long-haired man looked even more excited.
Huh!
At this moment, the long-haired man only felt that his eyes flashed, and there was one more person.
Ming Zhen put his hands together and said in a deep voice, "This donor, please stop!"
The big long-haired man is in full bloom, his evil thoughts aroused, and he was blocked by others, his face suddenly became extremely ugly, his eyes filled with fierce light, and he asked: "This Hu Meizi is your Taoist companion?"
"No." Mingzhen shook his head.
"She is your spirit beast?" the long-haired man asked again.
"No." Mingzhen shook his head.
The long-haired man is like an iron tower, looking down at Ming Zhen, domineering, grinning, and saying: "Then you won't get out of me!"
"No way."
This time, Ming Zhen didn't back away, his tone was firm, beyond doubt!
"Monk, you have some means, and you want to stop me!"
The big long-haired man stuck out his huge palm, and the fingertips of his five fingers flashed with cold light, and he grabbed Mingzhen’s head directly!
At this point, if it is done firmly, and if the Heavenly Spirit Cover is really clear, there will be five more blood holes immediately.
"Om!"
Mingzhen doesn't evade, vomiting Sanskrit.
"Roar!"
As soon as Ming Zhen uttered the Sanskrit sound, the long-haired man also uttered a roar at Ming Zhen!
In an instant, the sky and the earth shook, and the wind and clouds changed color!
This roar broke the Mingzhen Daming Curse in an instant.
The strength of the long-haired man is terribly strong!
The palm of the long-haired man descended, Ming Zhen could not retreat, the spiritual power gushing out from his fingertips, condensing a lotus flower, greeted him.
Boom!
The palm of the long-haired man bumped against the lotus.
A short pause.
The lotus smashed into pieces!
Ming Zhen snorted, and kicked back three steps.
Boom!
Without waiting for him to react, the big-haired man's fist came again, like a huge hammer, slammed down fiercely, and there was an explosion in the void!
A hesitation flashed in Ming Zhen's eyes.
Now, the best way is to release the golden core vision.
However, when the golden core vision is sacrificed, it is to divide the signal of birth and death!
These two people~IndoMTL.com~, after all, were brought to the monastery by the teacher's father himself, is he going to sacrifice the golden core vision for life and death?
With just such a hesitation, the fist of the long-haired man has come to his eyes.
Mingzhen can only resist in a hurry, bursting with blood, and the golden core is running at full capacity, with both arms up!
Boom!
Mingzhen was punched by the long-haired man and flew out, rolling on the ground several times, embarrassed.
"Hey!"
The long-haired man chased after him, with fierce light surging in his eyes, and said coldly: "With this ability, I want to block my way!"
"Don't be too much."
At this moment, another voice suddenly sounded in the courtyard, quiet and peaceful, as if there was a mysterious magic power that could let people put down their swordsmen!
(End of this chapter)