Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years Chapter 53: I have a lot of heads

Hui Shi did not want to kneel.

In fact, he wanted to leave Lotus Temple for a long time, but he had no chance before.

After seeing the strength of Cui Heng, he knew that this might be the only chance in his life, and he must follow him.

Facing the powerful pressure of Zen Master Dekong, Hui Shi's body was out of control.

Can only kneel down.

The innate great master has an absolute suppression on those who have not broken the profound entrance.

No need to do anything, just stand there, and the opponent can involuntarily give up resistance.

This is the situation that Monk Hui Shi is now facing.

However, although the body succumbed, but his mind did not.

"What's wrong with Your Excellency Xianzun?" Venerable Hui Shi looked up at Zen Master Dekong and said solemnly, "Would you please come to take his life in person?"

"Nie Barrier, now you don't even want to call a master?" Chan Master Dekong snorted, and King Kong glared angrily, "Then what kind of ecstasy soup was given to you by the magistrate Cui to make you turn your back on your master and forget about it? The nurturing grace of being a teacher?"

"The grace of nurture?" Huishi heard his face full of anger and sneered, "Does the Zen master really think that I know nothing about my background and how I worshipped the Lotus Temple?"

"So you already know it." Master Dekong smiled suddenly, "Amitabha, now that you know it, you should feel that you are deeply connected with Buddhism.

"Twenty-eight years ago, your whole family was destroyed. If the old man saw that you were still in the swaddling clothes and your bones were strong, and he showed mercy and brought you into the temple to raise and teach you, you would have already become the mouth of the beast. food.”

"Then why was my family destroyed?" Huishi's anger rose, and he stood up under the pressure of momentum, gritted his teeth and said, "My father was killed by you, and my mother did not want to be humiliated and jumped off a cliff to her death. The face says that he has compassion?"

"Amitabha!" Chan Master Dekong folded his hands and recited the Buddha's name, showing a merciful demeanor, and said lightly, "Your father Chen Peng has led the army to conquer the northern barbarians for a long time, which has shaken the country's capital, and the people of the world are suffering from misery. "

"When the Great Jin Dynasty was first established, there were thirteen prefectures in the world!" Monk Huishi asked, "But thirty years ago, there were only ten prefectures left, and the three northern prefectures all fell to the north. In the hands of the barbarians.

"If my father hadn't led the army to conquer the northern barbarians and reclaimed Qingzhou, how could there be the eleven prefectures of Dajin today, how could there be Qianfeng Mountain that could resist the northern barbarians, and how could there be Qingzhou pastures that could be used to cultivate cavalry!

"My father repelled the barbarians, restored the mountains and rivers, and made an indelible contribution to the tranquility of the northern part of the Jin Dynasty, so that the barbarians did not dare to go south to plunder, what was the sin, and what was the extreme evil?"

"Amitabha, Chen Peng has killed countless barbarians in the north, killing a lot of evil." Master Dekong did not change his face, smiled and said, "If you kill evil like this, you will fall into the endless hell.

"Twenty-eight years ago, I was grateful to my teacher for his achievements, so I led someone to save him and let him go back to atone for his sins and avoid endless misery. It was an act of kindness and kindness, and you should be grateful to my teacher.

"Those barbarians go south to loot Jin every year, killing countless men on the northern frontier, and plundering women is useless. Killing them is also a crime?" Huishi looked at Zen Master Dekong in disbelief, his whole body trembling with anger.

"My Buddha taught that all living beings are equal, and barbarians are all living beings, so killing them will naturally lead to murder." Zen Master Dekong said with a natural expression, "Chen Pengju is indeed guilty of the benefactor, disciple, don't be obsessed."

"Okay, what a guilty one!" Hui Shi's face was ashen, and he shouted sharply, "Back then my father had already hit Yunzhou, and he would be able to recover it immediately. Emperor Jianyan actually issued twelve imperial decrees to recall him. Beijing!

"On the way back to Beijing, my father and mother were intercepted and killed by you. Isn't this a guilty conscience or a deliberate murder? Ask yourself, is my father really guilty?"

"Maybe there is." Master Dekong said with a smile, "It has been twenty-eight years since things have passed, and you are still so persistent, disciple, it is really a sign."

"You, you, you!" Hui Shi was speechless and didn't know what to say.

"Disciple, if you hate Emperor Jianyan of the Great Jin Dynasty for recalling your father, you can accompany your teacher to serve His Royal Highness King Yan." Master Dekong still smiled, "I will break through the imperial city of Zhongzhou in the future and be my teacher. You can cut off the head of the emperor with your own hands.

"Now, as long as you take advantage of that Juhe county magistrate's unpreparedness, put this packet of medicinal powder into his tea, and then cut off his head, as a teacher, you can forget about the past, and you can also present it to His Royal Highness King Yan. , say you have done a great job."

"Bah!" Huishi spat directly and sneered: "Old man, stop dreaming, the county magistrate is a person among the gods, and a compassionate saint who truly wins the hearts of the people. You still have that shit, King Yan. You must die!"

"Amitabha, idiot!" Zen Master Dekong shook his head and sighed, raised his palm and patted the Tianling cover of Monk Hui Shi.

At this moment, the originally quiet night sky suddenly brightened, and an extremely bright thunder light cut through the sky.

Immediately after—

Boom!

Earth-shattering thunder exploded.

Like the wrath of the sky.

The Great Grandmaster Xiantian has communicated internally and externally, and is very sensitive to the outside world. He immediately felt the changes in the surrounding heaven and earth.

Zen Master Dekong's gray eyebrows wrinkled, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.

As a result, he acted decisively to activate the innate energy in his entire body.

In an instant, a layer of golden Buddha light enveloped him, solemn and solemn, as if a Buddha had descended into the world.

"Who?!"

Chan Master Dekong shouted sharply, feeling a little inexplicable panic in his heart.

"Meet the county honoree!"

Hui Shi looked surprised and hurriedly saluted in one direction.

"Get up." Cui Heng walked out slowly in the dark, he raised his hand to make Hui Shi stand up, looked at Zen Master Dekong again, and chuckled, "I don't know what this great monk wants my head to do. ?"

At this time, he restrained the power of the golden elixir and released only a small amount of mana, but even so, Zen Master Dekong felt unfathomable, and the fear in his heart quickly grew.

"You are the top of the interior scene?" Zen Master Dekong looked at Cui Heng with a look of fear, and said solemnly, "Since the donor is the top, you should know what will behind King Yan represents, why bother to come to this muddy water. ?"

"I'm asking you, what do you want my head for?" Cui Heng approached slowly in the dark with a strange smile on his face.

"You..." Zen Master Dekong suddenly felt a little hair in his heart, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he subconsciously took a few steps back, "If Your Excellency doesn't want to say it, Lao Na will not force it, and will leave first. "

As he said that, the golden Buddha light in his whole body soared, and he was about to jump up and perform light work to leave here.

But just as he jumped up, he found that there seemed to be an invisible giant hand in the air, and it actually pinched him in the air!

At the same time, the Buddha's light condensed by the innate zhenqi mobilizing the heaven and earth energy on his body was also crushed.

The whole person was lifted up in the air like a little chicken.

"The realm of the gods?!" Master Dekong was horrified~IndoMTL.com~ looked at Cui Heng in disbelief, "How is this possible?!"

Hui Shi, who was next to him, was stunned.

Although he has seen Cui Heng's power and has seen Cui Heng use some bizarre methods, but this method of lifting people into the air and instantly squeezing the innate Buddha's light is also unheard of, which makes him feel very Shock.

"Do you still want my head?" Cui Heng asked again, as if he had transformed into a repeater.

"No, no more!" Chan Master Dekong shouted in panic, without the appearance of a compassionate monk before.

"How can I do this? I'm ready, but you can't do it." Cui Heng smiled.

Suddenly, he raised his right hand and stroked his neck lightly. The head actually rolled down from his neck and fell into his left hand.

However, not a single drop of blood came out of either the neck or the head.

“…”

“…”

At this moment, both Hui Shi and the Zen Master Dekong who was lifted up in the air were stunned, looking at Cui Heng as if he had seen a ghost, almost thinking he had hallucinations.

"Zen master, do you want my head?"

At this moment, the head that fell into Cui Heng's hands actually opened his mouth to speak, still with that weird smile and tone, and slowly approached, "If you think it's too little, I have a lot more."

As he spoke, another head grew out of his empty neck.

In perfect condition, smiling.

"You, you, me, you?!" Master Dekong's spirit almost collapsed, and the unprecedented fear made him incoherent and shouted hysterically.

"Don't come here, don't come here! Are you a human or a ghost?!"