Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

The killing monk never thought that when he went out and came back, the apprentice he identified was abducted by others.

That kind of complicated mood is like watching the shuiling cabbage in his own field being arched back and forth by a pig.

The ignorant Zen mind that was not moving, picked up and put down, almost burst into a few cracks.

"My apprentice... such a good successor... gone."

The Slaughtering Monk looked slumped, as if he was a bit old, and the resentment in his eyes was deeper.

He silently put away the fierce aura that shook the sky and shook the ground, and glared at Jin Lanzhou.

The latter inexplicably felt a chill down his spine and his hair stood on end.

It seems that ordinary people are frightened when they encounter a big insect in the mountains.

Obviously it's Ji Jiuro's teacher, why are you mad at me?

Jin Lanzhou murmured in his heart, shrinking his neck and dodging to the corner of the flower hall.

This skinny old monk, although his appearance is not good, but he does not know the depth of his strength, he is still cautious.

All things are in order to live long.

Jinlan Zhoufeng screamed, leaving only Ji Yuan to face the killing monk.

Meeting that resentful gaze, he seemed a little embarrassed, and said with a shy smile:

"Master, listen to me...explain.

The thing is, I went to Qintian Prison yesterday, and I happened to bump into Lord Jianzheng.

He didn't know why he had to accept me as a disciple, and he refused to let me go.

In order to escape and return to the mansion, I endure the burden of humiliation!

Reluctantly, he agreed to be this named disciple... it was only named, and he never did the master-disciple ceremony of three knees and nine bows.

It doesn't count at all! "

Ji Yuan deliberately emphasized the word "name".

usually.

This is no different from the lay disciples of Buddhism.

Not qualified to inherit the mantle and take over the throne.

The status is far less important than the true inheritance and the inner door.

The corner of Jin Lanzhou's mouth twitched when he heard it, and he secretly sighed at Ji Jiulang's brazenness.

"Named disciple? Is this true?"

The murky eyes of the killing monk shone with a gleam of light.

If Ji Yuan becomes a close disciple of Jianzheng, he will inherit the way of qi training in the future, and even take over the sect pavilion.

It is absolutely impossible to re-enter Buddhism, practice Chan Wu, and become a descendant of his own lineage.

But if it was just a mere named disciple, everything could be turned around.

"I saw the master and I hit it off, living and living under the same roof,

How can their affection for each other be compared by others, and it is absolutely impossible to deceive them! "

Ji Yuan held his head high and spoke in a loud voice.

"Bah! The old monk is lying to you! Please wake up!"

Jin Lanzhou's face trembled, and his heart roared wildly.

It's a pity that he used to think that Ji Jiulang was a reckless warrior, but now it seems that he is too naive and blinded by appearances.

This sub-chengfu is so deep, no wonder he has the ability to jump three levels in a row, from Tiqi to one hundred households.

In the future, we must strive to make good friends with him, and we must not offend him.

"Haha, the old man knows that... it must be the old ghost who is in charge of forcing you!

Jiulang, this is not your fault, and the old man will not blame it either!

I only hate that the old guard is shameless and skinless, coercing and coercing a junior, it is really shameless! "

The killing monk tightened his eyebrows in a rare gaffe.

The good apprentice he chose has a pure temperament and never valued fame and fortune.

Moreover, he is full of Buddha nature, so how could he easily be thrown into the gate of Qintian prison.

It must be some insidious means used by the prisoner!

"This great monk... is now the secretary in Qin Tian prison.

Is there something wrong with you arguing about prison in front of me? "

Jin Lanzhou coughed twice and reminded carefully.

"The old man was scolding the old ghost Meng Xuanji, how are you doing?"

The killing monk's face was calm, his eyelids were drooping, and his appearance was rotten, as if he could be blown over by a gust of wind.

But his tone was outrageously loud, and he even called the prisoner by the name of Zhengzheng.

"Then please forgive me for being rude!"

Jin Lanzhou straightened his back, and a flash of determination flashed across his eyebrows.

Then he raised his hand and covered his ears.

It's not over yet, with a "shuh" sound, the corners of the clothes flipped, and the whole person turned his back completely.

"Master Monk, please do it!"

Jin Lanzhou shouted loudly.

He has always been a loser.

Even a big master face to face.

Also keep your pride!

Say the worst!

Do the worst thing ever!

As expected of you!

The corner of Ji Yuan's mouth twitched, and there was some appreciation in his eyes.

"It's about your ability to adapt to the situation and understand the current affairs, Lao Jin.

Being a secretary is really a grievance, at least it must be Lingtai. "

Ji Chengzong did not get involved in the turmoil caused by the apprentice grabbing. He got up early and walked out of the flower hall in a hurry, and took the official uniform and waist card sent by Qin Tianjian.

He stretched out his hand and carefully stroked the blue and white silk robe, with an excited look on his face.

"Kurou is so promising, he can actually become a Qi trainer of the Qin Tianjian!

Moreover, he is still a disciple of Jianzheng, who is a real land god!

Wouldn't it be possible for Kuro to enter and leave the palace in the future, and have the opportunity to meet the saint..."

Ji Chengzong couldn't help being pleasantly surprised, and immediately called out his mother-in-law with a loud voice.

Let her immediately prepare some more supplements for Ji Yuan to celebrate.

After all, when it comes to the noble status, no one in the court can compare to Qin Tianjian.

Qi trainers explore the dragon veins for the royal family and select Feng Shui.

To monitor the national fortune for the Jing Dynasty, to watch the stars and worship the sky.

Just like the people of the ancient fairy family.

Comes with a mysterious halo.

"Master Ji, although Lao Na's martial arts are not as good as Meng Xuanji's, he is also a first-class and distinguished person, and he won't be much worse than that old ghost."

When the killing monk saw Ji Chengzong who was happy, his heart was quite unpleasant.

Apart from his fame and martial arts, what else could he compare to that old ghost Meng Xuanji?

If it weren't for the fact that the master was indifferent to fame and fortune back then, would it be his turn to show off his power in the Qin Tianjian?

"Ah, Master, you are right.

What are you doing, hurry up and ask someone to buy some incense sticks and ingots.

Jiulang gave us the Ji family Guangzong Yaozu, I want to tell the big brother, if he knows about it under the spring..."

Ji Chengzong didn't take killing monks seriously at all, but kept his attitude in a good manner and didn't despise him.

The killing monk's face loosened, and he couldn't help but feel a little bit of anger, and sighed in his heart:

"I originally wanted to get along with you as an ordinary monk, but in exchange, I didn't care.

Amitabha, since this is the case, the old man will not pretend..."

The thin and shriveled old monk's turbid eyes flashed brightly, and he was about to show the Arhat Dharma body, so as to reveal his origin.

"Cough, old Jin, you should go first. Next time you are free, I will invite you to the Jinfeng Drizzle Building for a drink."

As if worried that the killing monk would be left out, Ji Yuan quickly pulled the other party away from the flower hall, and then changed the topic and said:

"Master, you just said the "Sutra of the King of Fudo Mountain",

What kind of cross-training martial arts is it?

I don't seem to have heard of it. "

The killing monk was allowed to be pulled, and suddenly the delusional thoughts stopped, and the originally floating emotions disappeared.

A monk like him shouldn't be fighting.

Anger is one of the three poisons of Buddhism.

"Its heart does not move, like a mountain king, it cannot be suppressed unless the dragon and elephant are powerful."

Holding the bowl in his right hand, he lowered his head and recited a Buddha's name, and said softly:

"That old ghost Meng Xuanji accepted you as a named disciple, and most likely won't teach you any real skills.

Good disciple, today I will let you experience the breadth and depth of Buddhist Chan Wu! "

Obviously, the killing monk intends to impress Ji Yuan with this martial art.

It made him understand that Qin Tianjian was only a false name, and could not compare with the true inheritance of his own lineage.

Can this be rolled too?

Ji Yuan was stunned for a moment.

I saw the killing monk reverse the tattered copper bowl.

It was as if the Five Fingers Mountain had fallen.

Suppressed Sun Monkey.

Can't dodge!

Can't resist!

The sound of "bang" sounded like a muffled thunder.

Ji Yuan was covered inside.

He opened his eyes again.

But I saw... a sea of ​​ghosts and flames!