I am a professional at killing time travelers

Zheng Qiu frowned and looked at the golden light screen: "Xiao Jin, is this the plot you arranged?"

"Ding! Yes!"

Zheng Qiu felt both relieved and disappointed. He had originally thought that it might be a cliché plot of killing his sister to prove his faith, or that Nan Xiang would die in humiliation and Xiao Bosheng would go on a rampage and slaughter all the bandits.

I didn't expect such a happy ending. It seems that not everyone is happy, at least the villagers of Huangjia Village are not very happy.

"I thought someone would come and abduct the girl!"

"Ding! Xiao Bosheng's calamity has already happened to Feng Na once, so there's no need for it to happen again. This time it's mainly dirty people. I've already simulated it. I hope you can accept him as your apprentice in a month!"

"Ding! Mission released: Recruiting a disciple! Mission requirements: You need to successfully recruit Xiao Bosheng as your disciple and pass on the "Sword Art of Robbery"! Mission reward: The magical power "Transferring the Six Paths"!"

Zheng Qiu was stunned: "What? Can't you let me rest for a while? I'm a little tired!"

"Ding! According to the original body, you can rest for about 500 years. And you will be extremely happy!"

Zheng Qiu laughed: "Thank you for your good words!"

Suddenly Zheng Qiu thought of the ten months of pregnancy: "You are not going to control me for five hundred years, are you?"

"Ding! Waiting for the main body's arrangement! Please rest assured, host!"

A system panel flickered in front of Zheng Qiu's eyes. Zheng Qiu saw that it was a message from Zheng Yuan: "What's wrong?"

Zheng Yuan’s face appeared above the light and shadow, and behind him there were several Buddhas chasing him.

Zheng Yuan sighed, "Boss! Come and save us! Something happened in our ancient tomb! Some bald donkeys came and said we were violating the will of heaven and wanted to kill us!"

Zheng Qiu's figure flashed, and in a breath he reached the top of the Ancient Tomb Sect. Zheng Qiu stood on the mausoleum, looking at the dozen people fighting in the sky.

"stop!"

With a roar, a dozen people who were fighting were repelled by the sound waves and all looked in the direction of Zheng Qiu.

"Amitabha! Is the donor the real body of these five Shuras?"

Zheng Qiu waved his hand and pulled the five clones behind him: "Who are you? If you can't explain why you killed my clones, I will be angry."

At this time, a great monk slowly landed on the ground, clasped his hands together in front of his chest and said, "I am a poor monk, may I ask your name?"

Zheng Qiu saw that they were asking for information, but he didn't want to have anything to do with these monks: "You don't need to ask! Just figure out what you want to do!"

Zhipin bowed slightly and said: "I came from the Buddha's country of Sakyamuni to slay the demons and monsters."

Zheng Qiu laughed and spread his hands: "Where did the monster come from? Where did the devil come from?"

Zhipin bowed again: "If you have not spread the teachings everywhere, and you practice Shura methods without the heart of a bodhisattva, you are called a demon!"

Zheng Qiu frowned: "You want to discuss the Dao?"

"Zen!"

Seeing Zhipin's indifferent reply, Zheng Qiu suddenly felt a nameless anger in his heart: "What's the difference?"

"There is a Buddhist principle in Zen. Namo Amitabha."

Zheng Qiu laughed loudly, and suddenly appeared in front of Zhipin in an instant. He waved his hand violently and slapped Zhipin away with a slap. The surrounding Buddhas did not come up to stop him, but just stood there quietly chanting scriptures.

Zhipin didn't even wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked Zheng Qiu calmly: "What do you mean, benefactor?"

Ten-colored flames appeared on Zheng Qiu's body, and he looked at Zhipin with cold eyes: "Don't you want to slay demons? Come on!"

"The donor is relying on nothing more than ten thousand years of cultivation. To discuss Zen and Taoism, one must convince others with reason!"

Zhipin continued his narration in a nonchalant tone, as if all this had nothing to do with him. Even his eyes did not change. He remained indifferent, with no sign of joy or sadness, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking at all.

"Ten thousand years of cultivation? What on earth do you want to do! Can you please just tell me? You're making me really mad!" As Zheng Qiu spoke, the flames on his body jumped higher, intimidating the group of Buddhas.

"Donor, you are pressuring me. I am unable to meditate today. Please help me, Donor! Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

All the Buddhas were trying to please Zhipin. Zheng Bing stepped forward and came behind Zheng Qiu. "Boss, why is he so unreasonable? Let's talk it out today!"

Zheng Qiu turned his head and looked at Zheng Bing: "What can I say to him? What is there to say?"

Zheng Bing was indignant: "He said we were unreasonable! We have to make him die knowingly!"

Zheng Qiu turned around and kicked Zheng Bing on the butt: "I told you to be reasonable! I'll let you die knowingly! You are not stupid!"

Zheng Bing looked aggrieved: "Boss, am I wrong?"

Zheng Qiu looked at this group of Buddhas with cold eyes and said directly: "If they can beat you, just attack them directly. If they can't beat you, they say they are meditating. Isn't this nonsense? If they can beat you, they are killing demons and monsters. If they can't beat you, they are being unreasonable? What a bullshit!"

At this time, a Buddha stepped forward and said, "I am a poor monk named Zhi Tan. May I ask what it means to slay demons and eliminate evil spirits?"

Zheng Qiu raised his head and said, "Get out of my way! You can't tell right from wrong and you're still trying to kill demons and monsters. I don't know how many people have died unjustly at your hands! If you're a demon, you're one too!"

Zhi Tan also had a neutral expression: "Buddhism has the Mercy Boat for All Salvation and the Thunder King Kong. Do you have any evidence that I killed someone by mistake?"

Zheng Qiu looked impatient: "Then how come these clones of mine are demons? Do you have any evidence?"

Zhi Tan's eyes glowed with gold as he looked at Zheng Bing and the others: "They are surrounded by evil spirits. Although they have a little bit of merit and gold, their hands are also filled with heinous crimes! Why can't I kill them!"

Zheng Qiu turned his head and looked at Zheng Bing and the others. He looked closely at their true nature, but after looking for a long time he could not detect any evil surrounding them.

At this moment, a scream was suddenly heard. Zheng Qiu quickly turned his head and saw that Zhitan's eyes exploded and blood flowed out of his eye sockets.

"How could it be! You must be the root of all evil, how could you have such a golden light of merit! No! Who are you?"

Zhi Tan kept scratching around, then collapsed to the ground with his body leaning back: "How could this happen!"

At this time, the other six Buddhas around him simultaneously turned on the golden light, and looked at Zheng Qiu with their golden eyes.

Suddenly, twelve beams of blood spurted out of the eyes of these people. Even the golden light of merit could not stop it. At this level, the body should be able to recover instantly, but when several people tried to recover, they screamed again!

The seven Buddhas hurriedly sat cross-legged in meditation, chanting the Buddha's name.

"When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva was practicing the profound Prajnaparamita..."

Zheng Qiu frowned and turned to look at Zheng Yuan: "What on earth do they want to do? Are they sick?"

Zheng Yuan was also puzzled: "It seems that they became like this after just one look at you. What on earth do you have?"

Zheng Qiu reached out and grabbed Zheng Bing who was about to come forward to watch the fun: "Why are your realms so low? Aren't you at the Fusion Stage yet?"

Zheng Bing kept struggling to break free: "Boss, let me go. I want to hear what they are talking about!"