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Chapter 139 I¡¯m waiting for you

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    "Bang!" A stick monk raised his stick and struck at him. Qin Yi turned slightly to the side and bumped his knee against the stick monk's abdomen. The stick monk foamed at the mouth and fainted.

    "You deserve a stick." Qin Yi complained and suddenly stretched out his hand.

    There was a stick coming from the other side, and he was holding tightly. The stick monk wanted to pull out, but he couldn't pull it out with all his strength, and his face turned red from holding back.

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

    "What a pity. What a peach blossom."

    Within a moment, a group of practicing stick monks had passed out on the floor. Qin Yi looked around, turned to Jingze and said, "You will handle it?"

    Jingze hesitated for a moment: "Okay."

    Qin Yi flew up and went straight to Hongfa Temple.

    That Jingkong had already run away while Gunseng was blocking Qin Yi.

    Qin Yi knew that there must be some arrangements for the main court in the temple, but he was really fearless at this time.

    He could feel that although Jingkong was also at the eighth or ninth level of Fengchu, he was at a similar level, but the quality of his mana was a bit far behind his own.  In the stage of visibility of "qi", which belongs to the same category of nothingness, if you are a solid and visible vast vapor, the clear space will be just a little bit of thin mist at most. The two are not at the same level at all.

    He can probably be crushed by just fighting, but Taoism is actually not his main support.

    If you dare not enter the temple despite such a huge gap, this practice will be in vain.

    Passing by the "Qiuzi Palace", Qin Yi stopped for a moment and released a flame with a snap of his fingers.

    Not long after, tourists and pilgrims inside and outside the temple saw thick smoke rising from the direction of Qiuzi Hall and flames reaching into the sky. Someone shouted: "The water is flowing! The water is flowing!"

    The temple was in chaos. The ordinary monks did not think too much and immediately fetched water to extinguish the fire. Countless pilgrims and tourists rushed in to fetch water from nearby streams and planned to help extinguish the fire.

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

    Where the thick smoke started, several pairs of monks and women ran out in disheveled clothes, and some were wrapped in sheets and rushed out Looking at the white flowers, many people opened their mouths, and the buckets in their hands were all wet.  Lost.

    The other monks who put out the fire felt something in their hearts and secretly said something bad: "Dear donors, this is a misunderstanding. What everyone sees is an illusion, an illusion set up by the Buddha"

    "Fuck your mother's hallucinations!" A strong man squeezed through the crowd, grabbed the monk and beat him: "My wife entered your ruined temple, went home depressed, and committed suicide within a few days. I still wonder what happened. I apologize.  My wife¡¯s fate is coming!¡±

    There was a chaos outside the hospital, with people crying, roaring, chasing, and playing flutes. All kinds of sounds resounded through the sky. No one even put out the fire.

    Qin Yi quietly rescued several women who were unconscious due to enchantment and could not come out, and placed them in the peach forest outside the temple.  Such innocent people cannot be rushed in and watched, so it is best to let them leave quietly.

    After finishing all this, he turned to look at the chaotic Qiuzi Hall. Qin Yi smiled slightly and walked into the Zen courtyard at the rear.

    As soon as I stepped in, I saw three old monks standing in a triangle, forming seals and silently reciting the Dharma, while there were several enchanting women dressed in extremely revealing clothes dancing with ribbons around them.

    At that moment, the scenery in the monastery seemed to have changed.

    It is like being in the paradise Buddha land, under the bodhi tree, all the Buddhas are singing, the goddesses are scattering flowers and dancing, the heavenly fragrance is lingering, and the wonderful scene is whirling.  There is Buddha light shining everywhere, warm and peaceful, peaceful and peaceful.

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    Qin Yi had no expression on his face, turned his hands over, and two balls of flames ignited in his hands.

    Then the flames rushed left and right, and the violent tongues of flames instantly engulfed the poisonous snake.

    The screams of monks came from the left and right, and the chants of the Buddhas became louder. In the illusion, nectar fell from the sky and extinguished the fire.

    "Duh!"

    The Buddha's angry voice burst out, like a hammer vibrating in his soul: "Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately!"

    Qin Yi smiled and didn't even use the Qingxin Jue.  In fact, this is only a very basic spiritual influence. Just like mortal martial arts, there are similar soul-stirring techniques. Those who are not strong-willed can easily be shocked and lose their fighting spirit.

    But the impact on his practice has been minimal.

    There is also a vague Sanskrit chant lingering in my ears: "The sea of ??suffering is boundless, but when you turn around, you will find a shore"

    Over and over again, constantly wandering around.

    Qin Yi dug his ears and suddenly said: "Stop playing with these things, I'll show you something fun."

    As he spoke, he took out three small ingots of silver.Throw it in the air.

    The silver suddenly turned into three shiny bald monks, and their heads were chanting bit by bit: "One monk carries water to drink, two monks carry water to drink, three monks have no water to drink"

    There were women around who couldn¡¯t help but laugh.

    The solemn, kind and mighty Buddha realm was mixed with something extremely inconsistent. The whole illusion got stuck and then shattered.

    There is still a Zen courtyard in front of you. The dancing of the "goddess" around has long stopped. The three old monks stared at Qin Yi with blood bleeding from the corners of their mouths.

    "As expected, the benefactor has profound spiritual practice and is not deceived by the mind." Jingkong gritted his teeth and said, "But it would be too much for the benefactor to enter the courtyard alone. Finally, I would like to advise the benefactor, if you leave like this, you and I will not offend the river.  Don¡¯t blame me for using Buddha treasures if you are obsessed with it! Your Fengchu practice can¡¯t handle it!¡±

    Qin Yi didn¡¯t answer, as if he was preparing some big move.

    Jingkong¡¯s expression turned serious and he slowly took out a golden female statue.

    This female statue is very similar to the attire of the surrounding "goddess". They are all covered by gauze, revealing large areas of pink legs and jade arms. The slender waist is exposed, and the key points are slightly covered, looming.  Although the colorful ribbons are fluttering and seem to be full of fairy spirit, just seeing it gives people an extremely tempting feeling.

    A whisper-like sigh came to his ears, and Qin Yi clearly felt desire rising all over his body.  At the same time, the eyes of those "goddess" also fell into confusion, and their dancing postures were no longer as peaceful as before, but full of enchantment and charm.  Between the opening and closing of her lips, gentle gasps and low moans lingered in her ears, drawing into her heart.

    The golden statue seems to have turned into a human body, looking like a stunning goddess, walking gracefully, its body is soft and boneless, leaning on Qin Yi, twisting gently like a snake, slowly fading away the veil.

    Qin Yi seemed to have completely fallen into the sea of ??desire, his eyes were blank at first, and then revealed clear desire.  In the hands that were condensing fire, the flames had dissipated. Instead, they hugged her tremblingly, as if they wanted to touch the woman who had transformed into a golden statue.

    The woman smiled seductively, and her peach-shaped cut pupils slowly turned golden.

    And Qin Yi's movements became more and more difficult, as if he wanted to resist, but couldn't control himself.

    Jingkong laughed loudly: "Even those with a heart of music will inevitably be burned by desire and entangled by inner demons under this Buddha treasure. It is better for the donor to stop struggling and be picked up by the goddess and transformed into our practice."

    Qin Yi struggled with his eyes and shouted sharply.

    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 in a stalemate with this Buddha.

    Jingkong¡¯s expression changed. He didn¡¯t expect this young man to be so determined in his practice.  He winked at the two old monks on the left and right, and the three of them leapt over together, hitting Qin Yi's heavenly spirit with three palms from different directions.

    Qin Yi shouted loudly, finally holding the mace in his hand and sweeping it in a circle.  The expressions of the three monks became serious, each gathered Buddha's light in their hands, and they all patted the mace.

    Even so, the three old monks were still unable to withstand Qin Yi's outburst, and they were all swept away.  Jingkong was in the air when he suddenly shouted loudly: "If the donor doesn't take action yet, how long will it take!"

    The sound of ghost cries suddenly sounded in the air, as if thousands of evil ghosts with endless shadows suddenly got into this charming and murderous aura, wrapping around Qin Yi's body.

    The three old monks were surprised to see Qin Yi's struggling eyes disappear for an instant, and there seemed to be a smile on his lips.

    "Boom!"

    In the center of the battle, Qin Yi suddenly disappeared. All the thousands of ghost cries hit the female statue. The goddess flew away and turned into a golden statue again.

    At the same time, a snake sprang out from the ground. After leaving the battle, it quickly changed into Qin Yi's appearance. It hit the wall with a leap and slashed: "Wanxiang Senluo Sect, I have been pretending to be a pig for so long, and you are the one I've been waiting for!" (  Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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