Chapter 1625: Monk

"Huiming, Huiming, don't be rude, don't quickly retreat ……" Hui Kong monk said without haste.

"Senior brother …… this old road is too ……" Hui Ming monk pointed to that road just want to say something more, this time Hui Kong monk slanted a sidelong glance at him, Hui Ming will not dare to speak again, shrugged his head retreated behind Monk Huikong, still looking very unconvinced.

"Master Huikong ……"

A very weak voice came from far away, Huikong turned his head to look, but he saw old Liu head lying on the ground, blood gushing out of his mouth seeped his chest wet, obviously not lightly injured, but old Liu head's expression was elated, he did not expect the savior to come so quickly, they came a little later, he himself and Wu Feng were going to be killed by this masked old Taoist.

"Huicong senior brother …… also have to labor you and Zen Xin senior nephew to help up those two injured monks on the ground ……" Huikong monk said very politely to a dry and skinny monk behind him.

That dry and skinny monk's eyebrows are also white, but no beard, although thin, but a pair of eyes dark and bright, like a puddle of ghostly water, appear very wise, this big monk called Huicong only has a string of Buddha beads in his hand, nothing else, very respectfully saluted towards Master Huikong, and then brought that little monk called Zen Xin towards Old Liu Tou and Wu Feng respectively.

Just when the two of them walked to the side of Wu Feng and Old Liu Tou respectively, their hands hadn't touched the two of them yet, the masked old Taoist spoke grimly: "Wait …… These two people are the enemies of the poor Taoist, they have to be killed today, the poor Taoist doesn't care which temple's monks you are, today you If you help them, you are an enemy of the poor Tao, there is only one end, and that is death!"

"You old Tao is so crazy, do you think the poor monk will be afraid of you, you ……"

Seeing this masked old Taoist so arrogant, has been standing behind Master Huikong, glaring at the masked old Taoist Huiming monk finally did not hold back, rough voice will be with the theory, Master Huikong turned his head and looked at Huiming again, that Huiming flung his sleeve, the angry face suffocated red, will be the words behind the raw back into the stomach.

Master Huikong turned his head back, his face remained calm, and he said without haste, "This Taoist Master, I wonder what blood feud these two monks have with you, that you had to kill them?"

This word is considered to be the masked old Taoist to ask the question, he pondered for a long time, but could not say a word, and finally a fling of the Taoist robe, extremely impatient said: "This you do not care, anyway, we just have a grudge, the two of them must die today, the poor Taoist or advise you a word of advice, the things between us you'd better not care, lest it cause a bloodbath. "

"Amitabha Buddha …… " Master Huikong pronounced another Buddha's name and continued, "Heaven has the virtue of good life, the Taoist monk cultivates the Taoist, the poor monk is a Buddhist disciple, speaking of which we are both monks, monks should have been compassionate and less Killing sins, lest stained too much karma, on the Taoist minister your cultivation is also greatly unhelpful, poor monks see you and so do not have any blood feud, how about poor monks to do a peacemaker, but also please the Taoist minister to be merciful, to spare the two of them a life it ……"

"You buddhist people are grannies, the poor road is the most disgusted but, less in front of the poor road to pretend what high monk, the poor road is lazy with your group of old thieves and bald more words, these two people, the poor road today to kill for sure!" That masked old Taoist eyes glared, killing aura was born, a Taoist robe without wind from the drum, the horror of the breath toward the surroundings spread out.