Chapter 1673

In the twinkling of an eye, it was late at night.

Cheng Feng was replaced by Jian Qi and asked him to go to bed.

But after Cheng Feng was replaced, he pondered for a moment and didn't fall asleep.

But strong support sleepiness, send out the spirit and rush to the starry sky.

It is actually intended to communicate with the stars with the spirit, light up the light of the stars, and enhance the power of the fifth move of emperor Cang's Sabre technique.

Cheng Feng's behavior is obviously inconsistent with the concept of hard practice.

Asceticism needs to seal all accomplishments and experience the suffering of all living beings as a pure ordinary person, so as to wash the mind and improve the state of mind and accomplishments.

So as soon as Cheng Feng's spirit came out, the charitable monk stared at him.

Seeing that Cheng Feng was the one who created the moth, he couldn't help frowning.

But in the end, the charitable bitter monk didn't say much.

He looked back and meditated again.

But Cheng Feng, a "different kind", has quietly kept it in mind.

Cheng Feng knew that his actions had attracted the attention of the charitable bitter monk, but he didn't take it to heart.

Shake the soul tree in your mind, let the power of a large number of spirits spread out and communicate with the nine stars.

After eating the last soul fruit, Cheng Feng's spirit power soared.

After the Spirit sent out, it soon felt the smell of a big star.

Soon, hum!

A starlight was born from Cheng Feng's body.

The total number of starlights has increased from 148 to 149.

Before long, another star was lit up.

In the early morning, the total number of stars in Cheng Feng's body reached 172.

At this time, if Cheng Feng uses the fifth move of emperor Cang's Sabre technique, I'm afraid one Sabre will be enough to cut the seventh strongest person in the sky.

In the whole earth dome continent, it is enough to rank!

Early in the morning, a heavy red light shone on the eastern mountain.

At this time, the ascetics began to get up and cook.

After breakfast, he rushed to the thousand Buddha temple again under the leadership of the charitable bitter monk.

The next road was calm.

Occasionally encountered some trouble, all relaxed.

Near noon, the party arrived at the eleventh ring road of Ximo Buddhist country.

This eleventh ring, the situation has changed a lot.

There were many monks along the road, each holding sticks and sticks, with a strong sense of slaughter all over.

It is very different from ordinary monks. It is the famous war monk in the West desert Buddhist country.

The war monk specializes in killing Buddha, and because the monks are empty and focused, each war monk has strong combat effectiveness.

Usually, when the state is the same, the war monk can easily defeat the martial artist of the same state.

"Many war monks."

Walking along the broad avenue, Cheng Feng and others were looked at by the passing war monks.

It seems that it is necessary to find out a lawless element from the crowd and expel him from the Buddhist kingdom.

"These war monks should serve the Buddhist pulpit."

Wang Lei opened his mouth and said, "the current Buddhist Forum of the West desert Buddhist kingdom will be held on February 18."

"During this period, the Buddha certainly doesn't want anyone to make trouble."

"I have made a Buddha order to invite all foreigners within the ten rings of the Buddhist kingdom out on the tenth day of February."

"This is a huge job. It won't work without the cooperation of a large number of war monks."

"Well, indeed."

Cheng Feng nodded: "I'm afraid the more to the tenth day of February, the more war monks will be."

"If someone doesn't obey the Buddha's order and continues to stay within the tenth ring road of the West desert Buddhist country, he will even directly expel him!"

While talking, Cheng Feng and his team arrived at a post station.

After a morning's running, Cheng Feng and his group have been exhausted and hungry.

The charitable monk saw him and stopped outside the post station.

"You have a rest here for a while."

The charitable poor monk folded his hands and said, "I'm going to visit an old friend in Huanshan temple. Let's go again after the poor monk returns."

Then the charitable monk recited a Buddha's name, turned and floated away.

After the charitable bitter monk left, Cheng Feng and others practiced hard and drew local materials.

He lit a dozen fires not far from the post station and began to cook.

The reason why they are so miserable is not that Cheng Feng likes to eat bran pharyngeal vegetables, but to sharpen themselves and improve their mood.

However, this scene fell into the eyes of others, but it seemed a little eye-catching.

Because Cheng Feng and his disciples all sealed their accomplishments. After the wind and the sun, they all seemed quite embarrassed.

Like fleeing victims.

"What happened? Why did so many beggars suddenly appear?"

At this time, a middle-aged man came out of the post station.

The middle-aged man had a square face, big ears and a bulging stomach. When he saw Cheng Feng cooking around the post station, they were.

He frowned and scolded, "Hey, what are you beggars doing?"

"Who asked you to make a fire here?"

"If you light the post station and can't afford to buy all of you, put out the fire and disappear!"

Listening to the scolding of fat middle-aged people, all the people studied hard and frowned.

The place where they light the fire is thousands of kilometers away from the post station. Even if the fire is big, it is impossible to light the post station.

The middle-aged man took this as an excuse to scold them wantonly, and clearly did not pay attention to them.

"Sir, we're just taking a break here."

A young man came out of the ranks of hard work.

This man's cultivation reached the heaven, but he continued to practice with the charitable bitter monk.

His mental insight is very high, which is the top-notch existence in the ascetic team.

He took the first few steps and said, "in addition, we are not beggars. Please include one or two."

"Not a beggar? Hey!"

After hearing what the adults said, the fat middle-aged man sneered: "they are so poor that what is the difference between them and beggars?"

"Sir, we are really not beggars..."

Adults frown, trying to explain.

However, the fat middle-aged man was too lazy to listen.

"OK, I don't have time to listen to your nonsense."

The fat middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "whether you are beggars or refugees, put out the fire quickly and disappear in front of me."

"Otherwise, I want you to look good!"

Hearing this cold and heartless words, Cheng Feng and others all sank in their faces and raised anger in their hearts.

They just make a fire to cook a meal, and they don't hinder the obese middle-aged people.

But the other party wants to drive them away, which is too overbearing.

That ascetic also frowns on behalf of the young man. As a strong man who ascends to heaven, has he ever suffered such bird spirit?

But in the end, the young man endured his anger.

Then he discussed with other ascetics and prepared to leave the post station for a distance before cooking.

However, the fat middle-aged man was very domineering.

It was disgusted that the ascetics were too slow. Raise one hand and boom!

A slap on a big pot tore the disaster apart.

He also shook seven or eight ascetics out and vomited blood on the spot.