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Chapter 123 My Buddha is Merciful
"May Buddha have mercy on me! I will recite the Rebirth Mantra three times for these people, hoping that they can be reborn as human beings in the next life!"

A pile of corpses were lying on the ground, and a monk wearing a bright red robe was standing on the corpses and shouting slogans.

"Master Yongxin is compassionate and sympathetic to the world. It is a blessing for our Sanlun Sect!"

A group of strong men and monks who were looting gold and silver immediately began to praise him, but it was obvious that even while they were flattering, their hands were not idle.

"Mad, why are there only junk here and not even a single valuable thing?"

Seeing the big monk chanting, two sturdy men who were rummaging through boxes one by one cursed angrily.

"That's right! If I had known earlier, I would have left the two girls behind so that the brothers could have some fun!"

The guy who was obviously smaller than the burly man and following him immediately echoed him.

"The masters are still here! Be careful or they will scold you!"

The bearded man immediately warned his younger brother.

If only the Eight Tigers of Taihang were involved in this transaction, then they could naturally do whatever they wanted. However, aren’t the masters of the Three Treatise School leading the work this time?

If you say you want to play with women in front of a bunch of monks, be careful that they will hate you!
"That's fine! If you want to practice Joy Zen, why not try Hengshan Jingyuan some other day!"

The monk who was following beside him, wearing a khaki robe, said nonchalantly.

"Hengshan Jingyuan? Could it be that all those nuns are here?"

Hearing what the big monk said, the bearded man suddenly felt trembling and excited.

"Nonsense! Otherwise, why do you think I became a monk? It's for - bah! Buddha said it cannot be said! It cannot be said!"

The monk in the khaki robe was just about to open his mouth to have a good chat with his former colleague, but he noticed that his master seemed to be glaring at him, so he quickly changed his words.

"Brother, why don't we become monks? There's no future in being a bandit these days!"

Looking at a group of monks who were staying in the village to divide the loot, the bandit's younger brother made a suggestion to the bearded bandit.

The Eight Tigers of Taihang may sound very famous, but in fact they are just a motley crowd, with only about twenty people from top to bottom, and they don't even have a stronghold!
This time, the masters of the Three Treatise School were called in because someone needed to take the blame. Otherwise, they probably wouldn't be able to take down even a mountain village like this.

After all, although this village is inconspicuous, it is a bit strange. There are even military crossbows and traps. If it weren't for the masters of the Three Treatises Sect who were so skilled in martial arts that they could just block the crossbow arrows with their robes, the Eight Tigers of Taihang would have died here today.

"Becoming a monk means you have to give up drinking, sex, and eating meat. Are you really willing to do that?"

"Brother, those monks are more ruthless than us in killing people! At least we don't kill children, but they can kill even babies with one palm strike!"

The younger brother said with some palpitations that he really couldn't tell whether he was the bandit or those monks were the bandits.

"Then let's go back and ask if we can become a monk?"

Hearing the younger brother's words, the bearded man was immediately moved.

Whoever wants to be a bandit can be one, but he doesn't want to be one anyway! The world is in chaos these days, and powerful bandits have already started to occupy the mountains and establish their own banners. Bandits like them are the targets of encirclement and suppression wherever they go.

After all, the officers and soldiers did not dare to attack those famous mountain strongholds, but they still had the courage to wipe out a few bandits and gain merit!

Moreover, they also have to worry about encountering those so-called famous and upright sects who come to enforce justice. You know, when the monks from the Three Treatise Sect found them yesterday, they were almost scared to death.

But before the bearded man could make up his mind and turn around to express his willingness to lay down his butcher knife and become a Buddha right away, he saw Master Yongxin, wearing a bright red cassock, flying towards them.

Is this? Preparing to convert us?
"You are such a bold villain, how dare you kill innocent people indiscriminately? I will kill you all today!"

What is this going to do?
The bearded man was a little confused. If he had a good brain, he wouldn't have failed so badly as a bandit.

So when he flew up, the bearded man finally understood. Did the monk intend to kill him to silence him?
Do not!
He vomited blood in mid-air, feeling very unwilling to die!
Who are you???
The bearded man felt like he was probably dead because he had started to have hallucinations!

Master Yongxin, who was killing a group of bandits, flew backwards, with a stream of blood spurting out from his chest.

The bearded man suddenly felt a sense of pride in his heart, because the blood spurting out of the other person's chest was not as big as his own!
So he died with a smile on his face. If the coroner came to perform the autopsy, he would definitely rack his brains to figure out why this guy died with a smile on his face when he was clearly killed by a palm strike that shattered his heart. It's really hard to figure out what happened.

"You bold thief! How dare you plot against our Master!"

"We are from the Three Treatises School! Aren't you afraid of the master's punishment?"

"Help! Spare my life!"

A few minutes later, Li Qingyuan looked at the corpses and broken bodies on the ground and let out a long sigh.

family!
Who knows?
He just woke up and found that he had traveled through time and space to a small mountain village in ancient times. He was preparing to use his amnesia technique to determine what world and era he had traveled to, but who would have thought that a group of bandits would come directly to the mountain village.

Originally, he thought that this mountain village was a loser. After all, those bandits all looked big and strong with ferocious looks, while the people in the mountain village were all thin, and there were old, weak, women and children among them. No matter how you looked at it, it didn't look like they had a chance of winning, right?

As a result, the mountain village's counterattack power exceeded his expectations. Not only did every household have crossbows, but even the circle of wooden fences surrounding the outside held a secret.

So I have traveled to some secluded mountain village?

But before he could be happy, he saw a monk floating towards him with a big red cassock spinning in his hands.

The crossbow arrows shot at the robes could not cause any effective damage at all, and the traps and mechanisms could not stop the monk.

The young and strong men in the village immediately stepped forward to fight the monk, but it was obvious that they were no match for the monk.

So a group of monks rushed over and slaughtered the entire village.

Li Qingyuan softened on the spot. It is true that he has always claimed that he kills without blinking an eye, but there is a difference between killing and being killed, right?
He frantically began to look for a place to hide. After all, he realized that this group of people were here to kill and silence the witnesses. It would be useless even if he pretended to have amnesia.

Originally, his hiding place was not safe. The monks began to search the entire village under the pretext of praying for the souls of the dead. He was about to be caught. But at this critical moment, his golden finger finally came into play!

Having become a ninth-rank master, he instantly started killing mode. He first used a gun to secretly attack the big monk who could fly in the air to block the crossbow arrows, and then naturally the remaining people no longer posed any threat.

(End of this chapter)