Seeking the Dao in the Seemingly Mundane Mortal World Chapter 137: You are waiting for you

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"Pop!" A stick monk lifted a stick and slashed, Qin Yi slightly turned sideways, one knee hit the stick monk's abdomen, and the stick monk fainted with foam from his mouth.

"You are also worthy of sticks." Qin Yi spit out, suddenly stretched out his hand.

There was another stick knocking on the other side, and he caught it tightly. The stick monk wanted to pull it out, but he couldn't pull it out after exhausting his milk, his face flushed.

Qin Yi flew a kick, kicked him more than ten feet away, and hit him hard against a peach tree.

"It's a pity that there are so many peach blossoms."

In a moment, a group of practiced stick monks had passed out. Qin Yi looked around and turned to Jingze and said, "You will deal with it?"

Kyozawa hesitated for a moment: "Okay."

Qin Yi flew up and went straight to Hongfa Temple.

The clear space had already ran away with the stick monk blocking Qin Yi.

Qin Yi knows that there must be some arrangement for the home court in the temple, but he is really fearless at this time.

He could feel that, although the clearance is at the eighth or nineth level of Fengchu, the realm is similar, but the quality of mana is a bit outrageous. At the same stage of visualization of the "Chi", if you are a condensed and visible steam, the clearance is at most a little sparse mist. The two are not at the same level.

The fighting method alone can probably be crushed, and the Taoist method is not actually my main support.

If you don't dare to enter the monastery because of such a big gap, this practice is useless.

Passing by the vicinity of "Qiuzi Hall", Qin Yi stopped a little, and released a flame with his finger.

After a short while, the tourists and pilgrims inside and outside the temple saw thick smoke rising from the Qiuzi Hall, and the fire was blazing into the sky. Someone shouted: "The water is gone! The water is gone!"

The monastery was in turmoil. The ordinary monks didn't think much about it for a while. They fetched water to put out the fire for the first time. Numerous pilgrims and tourists rushed in from the nearby stream, also planning to help put out the fire.

The first time they rushed into the Palace of Qiuzi, everyone was stunned.

Where the heavy smoke started, several pairs of monks and women ran out in disorderly clothes, and some of them were wrapped in sheets and rushed out... Looking at a white flower, many people opened their mouths and held hands. All the barrels have fallen.

One of the other monks who extinguished the fire slammed in their hearts and whispered: "My benefactors, this is a misunderstanding. What everyone sees is an illusion. It is an illusion set by the Buddha..."

"Fuck your mother's hallucinations!" A strong man squeezed the crowd, grabbed the monk, and hit: "My lady entered your ruined temple and went home depressed. She committed suicide in a few days. How can I answer? I will pay for my wife’s life!"

The chaos outside the courtyard became a mess, crying, roaring, chasing, blowing flutes, all kinds of voices resounded through the sky, and no one was doing fire fighting.

Qin Yi quietly rescued several women who had been confused and failed to come out, and placed them in the peach forest outside the temple. Such innocent people can't be rushed in to watch, let them leave quietly.

After doing all this, he turned his head and looked at the chaotic court of Qiuzi, Qin Yi smiled slightly and walked into the rear temple.

As soon as I stepped in, I saw three old monks standing in a triangle shape, Jieyin meditating silently, and there were several enchanting women with extremely exposed dresses dancing with ribbons and fluttering around.

At that moment, the scenery inside the temple seemed to change.

It's like in the kingdom of bliss, under the Bodhi tree, the Buddhas sing, the goddess scattered flowers and dances, the fragrance of the sky lingers, and the wonderland whirling. There is Buddha's light shining, melting and warm, quiet and peaceful.

Amidst this Buddha's light and peace, a poisonous snake approached quietly from under his feet.

Qin Yi has no expression on his face, flipping his hands, two groups of flames ignite in his hands.

The flames flowed from side to side, and the violent tongue instantly engulfed the snake.

The screams of the monks came from left and right, the singing of the Buddhas became louder, and the nectar fell from the sky in the illusion, extinguishing the fire.

"Duh!"

The voice of the Buddha's anger raged, as if a hammer was shaking in the soul: "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha!"

Qin Yi smiled, not even using the Qingxin Jue. This is actually just a very basic spiritual influence, just like mortal martial arts also have similar spiritual contemplation. Those who are not determined can easily be hit and lose their fighting spirit.

But the impact on his practice has been minimal.

There is another vague Sanskrit singing in the ears: "The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, and the shore is turning back..."

Over and over again, constantly patrolling.

Qin Yi drew his ears and suddenly said: "Stop playing with these, I will show you fun."

Speaking, took out three small silver coins and threw them into the air.

Yinzi suddenly became three shiny bald monks, heads little by little, and they were singing: "One monk carries water to drink, two monks carry water to drink, three monks have no water to drink..."

There were women's unbearable "pounce" laughter coming from around.

The solemn, kind, and enraged Buddha realm was mixed with extremely contradictory things, and the whole illusion jammed for a while, and then burst into pieces.

There is still a Buddhist temple in front of me, and the dancing of the "Goddess" around has long since stopped. The three old monks have bleeding from the corners of their mouths, staring at Qin Yi.

"The donor really has a profound practice and is not fascinated by his mind." Jingkong cut his teeth and said: "But if the donor enters the hospital alone, it is too big. Finally, I would like to advise the donor. If you leave here, you and I will not be offended River, if you don’t realize it, don’t blame Lao Na using Buddha’s treasures! You can’t hold back your Fengchu practice!"

Qin Yi didn't answer, as if he was preparing some big move.

Kingkong's expression turned sharper, and slowly pulled out a golden female statue.

This female statue is very similar to the dress of the surrounding "Goddess". It is covered with light gauze. Although it is fluttering with ribbons, it looks like a fairy, but at first sight it gives people a sense of extreme temptation.

A whispered sigh came in my ears. At the same time, the eyes of those "celestial women" were also lost in the mist, and the dances resumed, but it was not the peacefulness before, but full of enchantment and charm. Between the opening and closing of the cherry lips, a gentle breath and a low groan lingered in the ears, hooking into the heart.

The golden statue seems to have turned into a human body, looking like a stunning goddess...

Qin Yi seems to have completely fallen into the sea of ​​desire, his eyes are at first blank, and then reveal a clear desire. The flames in the hands that were already igniting the flames had already dispersed, but instead tremblingly hugged them, seeming to want to touch the phantom woman.

The woman smiled seductively, and the peach-like cut pupils slowly turned golden.

Qin Yi's movements are getting harder and harder, as if he wants to resist, but he can't control himself.

Kingkong laughed: "Even the person with the heart of the piano will inevitably burn his body under this Buddha treasure, and the heart will be entangled. The donor should not struggle anymore, and be picked by the goddess and transformed into our practice. ."

Qin Yi's eyes struggled and he screamed.

The female statue paused, and Qin Yi also paused. There seemed to be an invisible aura lingering in the middle. It was Qin Yi's practice that was at a stalemate with this Buddha treasure.

Kingkong's expression changed, and I couldn't expect this young man to practice so firmly. He winked at the two old monks on the left and right, and the three of them leaped over, slapped three palms towards Qin Yi's Tianling from different directions.

Qin Yi shouted, and the mace was finally in his hand, sweeping in a circle. The expressions of the three monks turned sharper, each gathering the light of the Buddha in their hands, and they patted the mace together.

This is so, the three old monks still couldn't survive Qin Yi's outbreak, and Qi Qi was swept away. Clearance body was in the air, and suddenly shouted: "The donor is not ready to take action, when will we wait!"

The sound of ghost crying suddenly sounded in the air, and it seemed that thousands of ghosts with endless shadows suddenly got in in this charming and murderous aura and wrapped around Qin Yi's body.

The three old monks were surprised to see that Qin Yi's struggling eyes disappeared instantly, and the corners of his mouth seemed to have smiles.

"Boom!"

At the center of the battle, Qin Yi unexpectedly disappeared, and the thousands of Devil May Cry blasted on the female statue, and the celestial lady fluttered and turned into a golden statue again.

At the same time, a snake sprang out from the ground, and after leaving the battle, he quickly became like Qin Yi, leaping against the wall: "Vientiane Senluozong, I have been a pig for so long, and you are waiting. !"