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"Amitabha, the donor's words are wrong and seem to be boasting. How could I know that the donor might have such lofty words in my place?" Monk Huan Zhen sat cross-legged and smiled calmly, not affected by Yan Ding's disparaging words at all. state of mind.

In other words, he no longer has a state of mind to influence.

Yan Ding had no intention of further discussing this topic with him. He looked around but did not see the owner of the pleasant voice on the phone, which made him feel a little strange.

You must know that she has got what she wants. That bossy tone is clearly a sign of satisfaction after getting what she wanted. However, this emotion is still radiating to him. No matter how you think about it, it can't be so quiet. Leave without saying goodbye.

At least you should show your presence in front of him.

"Where's the girl who's worried?

You, a monk, have broken all the eight precepts, but you have broken them all in a joking way. I thought that there were some dirty things between you and that girl that I couldn't express openly. I thought it was just to teach you, a great monk, to fall into the mortal world.

Now that I think about it, it shouldn't be the kind of joke that gets ruined." Yan Ding was talking to the monk, warming up the equipment on his body, and doing this in secret.

In fact, it cannot be regarded as secret, because if the monk wants to know this action, he can easily know it.

It's not that Yan Ding believes in the monk that much, it's just that this move is a bit big, and it may not be possible to hide it, so he simply doesn't cover it up.

"Amitabha, the poor monk once said that the donor was a compassionate person, but the donor was cold-faced and warm-hearted, and refused to admit it. But now he doesn't hide it anymore." The monk really noticed Yan Ding's movements, but he didn't stop him at all. mean.

"What you said is interesting. Now you, a compassionate monk, don't care about their lives at all.

There is no other meaning, I just don’t want to bear a burden that I don’t want to bear. "Although Yan Ding responded to the monk's words, he did not stop.

"Amitabha, donor, the word "carry" is a word that donors often say, and I think it must have a different meaning.

Donor, that piece of fat sausage really makes this poor monk have endless aftertaste.

Satisfying the appetite can actually taste the pain of heartbreak at the same time, which coincides with my Buddhist belief that one drink and one peck has its own destiny and the cycle of cause and effect.

The benefactor has a lot of wisdom, why not enter my Buddhism, and the ancient Buddha Qingdeng spend his whole life locking up his magical skills in that deep mountain temple?" The monk talked eloquently, and finally showed his sharpness.

Sure enough, his goal from the beginning was Yanding itself.

“So, that dish is quite troublesome to handle.

And, you choose the best materials.

The pig intestines are taken out directly from the pig's belly. At that time, the meat is the freshest and the pig suffers the most.

With just this one dish, your true nature as a monk is revealed.”

Yan Ding's eyes became colder and colder. The monk pressed forward step by step. It seemed that he could not be kind today.

Anyway, if there is no possibility of reconciliation, we really have to put up a fight.

Yan Ding won't be afraid of him either

Having the light of the soul is not invincible. Zhao Zukong, who had Cun Bu, was also tricked to death by him.

What's more, the Buddhist power of this monk is not the complete light of the soul.

A strong person like Zheng Zha's clone is already beyond the standard. Yan Ding doesn't believe that a strong person of that level can meet two people in succession.

"The pain of the pig's disembowelment was repaid by the pain of my intestines when I ate that vegetable. This principle of karma and retribution was actually taught to me by you, the donor.

Now there must be a war between you and me. This war will affect all living beings, and we cannot afford hundreds of millions. The donor does not want to bear this sin, so why not let a poor monk do the work for him?" The monk, who originally had a warm spring face, now revealed a look of perplexity. People smile.

When Yan Ding heard this, his pupils suddenly tightened

The large group of ordinary New Yorkers who were kneeling and sitting cross-legged on the street with their hands clasped together were gradually being carried away from this area by invisible forces from the moment Yan Ding first met the monk.

But suddenly, a burst of golden light passed by, and these ordinary people shouted that I was going to the Western Bliss and started tearing at each other crazily, as if they wanted to kill each other.

Originally, it was absolutely impossible for Yan Ding's spiritual power to transfer people in large quantities. If the upper limit of Yan Ding's spiritual power was converted using the data of the main god space, it would be just over ten thousand. Although this level of spiritual power is strong, But in the end it is still better to face a single player.

This kind of mechanical consumption of large-scale transfer of people is exactly the shortcomings of Yan Ding.

At this time, Yan Ding's silver personal armor with various inscriptions engraved on it began to glow brightly. Yan Ding's mental power suddenly increased dozens of times after being radiated through the armor.

Mental power dispersing metal is a specialty of the Lord God's space. It is a technological test product and can be mass-produced.

Of course Yan Ding couldn't let go of this plug-in.

Originally everything went smoothly, Yan Ding only needed to clean up the entire Manhattan Island.

As long as there is no human presence on Manhattan Island, Yan Ding can fight freely.

After all, the monk's attack method was unclear, but Yan Ding was responsible for the entire battle that almost destroyed the continent of Antarctica.

Because there are always scenes that need to increase points in the main god space, Yan Ding's methods of mass destruction are surprisingly many.

Just when Yan Ding was clearing the place and preparing to create a no-man's land to show off his skills, the monk, who had long seen through his plan, changed his laissez-faire attitude and suddenly attacked, almost catching Yan Ding off guard.

Such a sudden change in attitude is indeed a sign of falling into inner demons.

Inner demons are a twisted mental state. Once a person falls into inner demons, it is like a mental patient who suddenly becomes ill. The world is distorted in their hearts, and their thoughts are also distorted, so their originally normal views are distorted by them. When distorted thoughts are transformed, distorted practices are manifested.

You must know that no matter how the original illusion broke the precepts, the Buddhist scriptures that occupied almost his entire life have fundamentally shaped his personality, and the Buddha nature has penetrated into his bones. Even if he did some extreme things in order to break the precepts, such as Take the pig intestines raw.

But it was obvious that the monk was still struggling and entangled in his heart.

But now the monk has completely let himself go and no longer hesitates at all.

Yan Ding made a decisive decision and gave up the transfer of the people.

If he can be saved, he will be saved. If he cannot be saved, he will bear these sins.

"Amitabha, the donor is willing to take refuge and be captured without hesitation. Wouldn't it be great if he wouldn't have to bear the great sins of hundreds of millions of living beings?" The monk clasped his hands together, and the treasure was solemn, as if the shocking tragedy of living beings killing each other outside was related to him. It has nothing to do with it.

"Monk, chanting sutras makes your brain go crazy.

I will bear the blame for whoever throws it at me. The blame I carry will pile up in a mountain.

And monk, I said, I know a thousand times more about this world than you do."