Back to the early Tang Dynasty to be a fairy

Chapter 101 This meeting is not fate, the courtyard is full of wind and smoke to meet the blue sky.

In a hut in the backyard of an abandoned mansion in Dunhuafang, Chang'an, billowing colored smoke was billowing from the door at this moment. From a distance, it looked like a chemical plant caught fire 1000 years later.

A somewhat joking voice came out of the colored smoke.

"Why are you running? Master Fazheng, your good brother Wang Bo is still waiting for you!"

Although several boxes were smashed, because of the Dharma Protector Mantra, the completely uninjured Monk Fazheng climbed up from the broken boxes with a panicked face, and coughed while panicking in the thick smoke. Look around.

"You... who are you?"

"Master Fazheng, don't you recognize me? That's right...you can't see me now."

A familiar voice from Fazheng resounded in the colorful smoke.

"wind!"

As soon as the words fell, a whirlwind suddenly blew up in the room, and the colorful smoke wrapped in the room quickly rushed out towards the door and the hole in the wall.

A streak of blue colored smoke rose from the abandoned house, was swept into the sky by the whirlwind, and dissipated.

Half a minute later, the smoke that filled the room had completely disappeared. At the same time, the only candle holder that Fazheng saw when he entered the room was also extinguished.

But because of a hole in the wall, the light in the room seems to be better now than before.

Monk Fazheng looked around in confusion...

Wang Bo, who was originally standing in the innermost part of the room, has disappeared without a trace. Now in the whole room, except for the monks lying on the ground, only himself and a young boy in white standing at the door are left. Taoist priest.

Monk Fazheng looked up at the other party, his handsome face still reminded Fazheng of the other party's identity very quickly.

"You are... Qingwei, a little Taoist priest who set up a stall at the gate of our temple."

After seeing that the person who appeared was not Wang Bo, but the little Taoist priest he wanted to control before, Monk Fazheng seemed to regain some courage.

"Why are you here?"

"Why is Pindao here?"

Kong Qing replied casually as he walked forward slowly.

"Of course it can't be that Pindao and Monk Fazheng are destined for each other. In fact, Pindao came to do justice for the heavens."

"Do it for the sky?"

Fazheng felt that he didn't understand the meaning of the little Taoist in front of him at all.

"For what day? What way to do..."

"It's really hard to explain this poor man for a while, but you can show it to Monk Fazheng..."

Kong Qing calmly walked to the side of a monk who was unconscious on the ground, and flicked his fingers lightly.

"For example, this guy has 23 crime points, um, he deserves to die, oh oh oh, he is actually your cronies who rebelled against you, Master Fazheng..."

Kong Qing nodded to Monk Fazheng with a smile on his face.

"It seems that Master Fazheng, you were really well prepared for the rebellion back then. Your Fahua Sect has prepared for you."

"The poor monk can't understand what you're saying,"

Monk Fazheng clasped his hands together, intending to show the appearance of an eminent monk.

"As for what happened back then, but..."

Before he finished speaking, Kong Qing had already drawn his sword.

Swish!
Gu Chen's sword disappeared in a flash, and a red spot appeared on the throat of the monk on the ground. Then his body trembled weakly twice, his head tilted, and he remained motionless.

"Actually, you don't need to explain!"

Pulling out the sword and putting it away, Kong Qing's expression didn't change at all, and he was still smiling.

"Because it's useless for you to explain."

"You actually killed him..."

Monk Fazheng looked at Kong Qing who did not hesitate to draw his sword to kill, and was speechless.

"how dare you?"

"It's not just him..."

Kong Qing unhurriedly walked to the side of a monk, and flicked his fingers again.

"Crime is worth fifteen points. This is also the person who followed you, Master, to ravage Shandong."

Swish!
With a flash of sword light, this monk followed in the footsteps of the previous monk.

"His..."

After watching the little Taoist priest in front of him kill the two monks without changing his expression, Monk Fazheng took a breath, his face became ugly, and his voice trembled unconsciously.

"You...what are you going to do?"

"Didn't the poor say it, do justice for the sky."

Kong Qing walked slowly to the side of the third monk and flicked his finger.

"Sin is worth [-] points, and it's full of evil...Ah, what this guy has done can't be called a beast!"

The long sword swung down mercilessly, and another monk fell into a pool of blood.

"There's one thing I really don't understand,"

With a mocking smile on the corner of Kong Qing's mouth, he casually shook the long sword in his hand. "Monk Fazheng, don't you claim to be merciful? How can you do things in Shandong that only so many animals would do?"

"The poor monk didn't..."

Before Fazheng finished speaking, Kong Qing nodded with a clear face.

"Pindao understands. The so-called prerequisite for putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately is to pick up the butcher's knife and kill randomly?"

"No, it's not like that..."

Monk Fazheng watched the handsome young Taoist priest walking towards him step by step, without changing his expression, he killed those old subordinates who followed him on the ground as if killing chickens, and backed away involuntarily Two steps, a burst of fear welled up in his heart.

"I didn't pick up the butcher knife..."

"It's useless to lie, Meng Rang! Remember? Your whole life is in the eyes of the poor."

Kong Qing casually threw appraisal spells at the monks on the ground, and if they met the standards, he would kill them directly, while casually speaking to Monk Fazheng.

"It's another thief monk who didn't regret his death. What you say is mercy, but what you did, tsk tsk tsk... really makes people speechless, wait..."

Kong Qing looked at a young monk unconscious on the ground with some surprise.

"Crime is worth nine points. It's really rare that there is still one who doesn't deserve to die."

"call!"

Monk Fazheng let out a long breath.

"Since you don't deserve to die..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Kong Qing put the long sword in his backhand into the scabbard behind him, and then pulled out a burning long sword from the air like a magic trick, and swept across the young warrior. Monk's thigh root.

Noisy!
There was a sound like barbecue.

Although the young monk on the ground was in a coma, his body was still twitching in pain.

"you……"

Monk Fazheng looked at Kong Qing and stammered.

"Didn't you... say that he... shouldn't die?"

"That's right, he really doesn't deserve to die!"

Kong Qing shrugged his shoulders and smiled slightly at Monk Fazheng.

"However, his desires are too heavy, which seriously affects his path to becoming a Buddha, so the poor Taoist sent out a kind heart to help him cut off the root of right and wrong, and let his real six roots be pure, so that he can practice, don't you think? The Fa is righteous. Monk..."

Seeing the teasing gaze of the young Taoist priest across from him, Monk Fazheng felt chills all over his body.

"You... who are you? Where did Wang Bo go?"

"Poverty is Qingwei. As for Wang Bo, he is naturally where he should be..."

While slowly putting away the cloth in his hand, Kong Qing used his feet to patch the back of the monk's head, which had just removed his roots of right and wrong, so that he, who was not awake at first, fell into a deeper sleep.

"But don't worry, Pindao knows that you two brothers don't want to live together, but want to die together, so Pindao will definitely show mercy and send you to see Wang Bo."

After hearing Kong Qing's words, Monk Fazheng opened his mouth in surprise.

"Wang Bo is dead? That's impossible, what a certain family saw just now..."

"What you see with your eyes is not necessarily true..."

After dealing with the monks on the ground, Kong Qing continued to walk towards Monk Fazheng calmly.

"It's like you look like an eminent monk, but you are actually just a bandit who burns, kills, and loots, isn't it?"

"No!"

Seeing Kong Qing approaching step by step, Monk Fazheng trembled all over, and subconsciously stepped back step by step, as if he would be safe only if he was farther away from the other party.

"You can't kill me!"

"Feel sorry……"

Kong Qing raised the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly.

"I can, chop!"

A beam of sword light flew from Kong Qing's back, and crossed the neck of Monk Fazheng like a rainbow. When the sword light touched his body, a faint light appeared on a small Buddha statue on Fazheng's chest again. Light……

Click!

After a crisp sound, the small Buddha statue hanging on the chest of the monk Fazheng was cut into two pieces.

"I just said why the sad crisp breeze is of no use to you. It turns out that you still have such a life-saving thing..."

Kong Qing glanced at the broken Buddha statue.

"But it doesn't matter, if you can't kill it with a single sword, you can do it again."

"The Guardian Vajra Curse has been broken..."

Just when the Buddha statue was broken, the monk Yifan who was using the ground-shrinking method seemed to have sensed it. He raised his head and looked ahead, and said in a low voice.

"Is it too late?"

"You can't kill me, I'm the guardian of Fahuazong..."

After Kong Qing's unhesitating slash of the sword narrowly escaped death, Monk Fazheng seemed to have collapsed, he stumbled back and said repeatedly.

"...The one whose name has been on the Bayeux Jade Book, if you kill me, the Fahua Sect will definitely not let you go."

"Pindao said this to Wang Bo, and now I will say it to you too."

With a hook of Kong Qing's finger, the Guchen sword floated beside him, with a faint white light glowing on the blade. "Murderers will always be killed. Meng Rang, you should have known this day from the time you started troubles in Shandong and caused troubles for the common people."

"Do not……"

Monk Fazheng waved his hands, his body was still stumbling backwards.

"I will not die. I am the protector of Fahuazong. My name is on the Beiye Jade Book. I will enter the pure land of my sect."

"It's so sad. You, Meng Rang, were considered to be all over the world back then, so why can't you show a little heroism?"

Seeing the collapsed fat monk in front of him, Kong Qing twitched his mouth and revealed a sarcastic smile.

"Compared to Wang Bo, Meng Rang, you don't even look like a character when you die."

Putting the index finger and middle finger together, they swung down vigorously in the air, and the sword light like a dragon flashed.

"Gu Chen is selfless!"

(End of this chapter)