"Amitabha! Donald Ye is safe!"

When Yang Fan's eyes could finally see things clearly from the strong light reflected by the monk's bald head, he realized that the "Tianyi Monk" in General Ye Longye's mouth turned out to be a young man about the same age as himself.

Behind the young monk, there were several older monks. These monks surrounded the young monk, like guards. It seemed that the identity of this young monk was indeed not simple. Just being so arrogant would be worthy of the title of the monk.

"Hello, monk, thank you very much for coming this time," Ye Long did not see the monk clearly because of his youth. Ye Long immediately went up to talk to him: "I am fine in my body, but monk, you also know that there are many things recently, and I can't stand it mentally."

"Well, when this incident is over, the little monk will burn incense to refresh his mind for Donor Ye."

Well, who said that the monk is transcendent to the world? Isn’t this monk trying to please Ye Long?

"Then I'll thank the monk first." Ye Long responded to the monk's ritual, and then continued: "Monster, please, please, we don't have much time, so it's best to get rid of the things in the village as soon as possible, otherwise, we don't know if that thing will undergo mutation."

"good."

The little monk walked in front of Ye Long without hesitation.

However, when he turned around and saw Yang Fan and Ziyi standing beside him, he lit up his eyes and then quickly walked to Yang Fan: "Amitabha, I see the Buddha's light on the donor's divine platform soaring into the sky. The donor has a great opportunity. Today, the little monk meets the donor here. This is completely my Buddha's arrangement. Therefore, the little monk is willing to be a guide for the donor today and wish the donor to achieve the right result of Bodhi."

Yang Fan looked at the little monk who suddenly ran to him. He looked around and pointed at himself and asked, "Little monk, are you talking to me?"

"It is the donor. My Buddha has great compassion, and the donor has great luck!"

The little monk said with a Buddhist chant.

Yang Fan smiled, "Do you want me to become a monk?"

"So, it is a matter of time before the donor achieves the right result of Bodhi with great opportunity. At that time, the donor will enjoy the Western Paradise without birth and death."

The little monk looked very serious and seduced Yang Fan.

Yang Fan smiled happily, is it neither born nor destroyed? The Western Paradise?

"Sorry, I don't have a girlfriend yet, I don't want to be a monk now."

Yang Fan didn't care, just thought this little monk was joking.

"This is no problem. The so-called wine and meat pass through the intestines and stay in the Buddha's heart. Empty means color and color means emptiness. It is not a problem to have Buddha in your heart. Besides, the donor is destined to be my Buddhist Dharma Protector Vajra, and he doesn't have much concern."

The little monk still persuaded him.

"Oh, monks who eat meat, drink, drink, and play with women? General Ye, have you ever seen such monks? Oh, I forgot, it seems that monks nowadays are like this, and I don't know if these monks have their Buddhas in their hearts."

Yang Fan laughed and asked General Ye who was a little embarrassed by his side.

"That, monk, are we?"

Ye Long didn't expect that the young monk forced Yang Fan to become a monk as soon as he arrived. Are you a little anxious?

"Junior brother, don't do this. The master said before he came, telling you not to be willful, let's not make trouble, okay?"

Several monks who followed the little monks also began to persuade their junior brother, but they knew their junior brother's character and strength. Apart from their master, they might not be able to listen to anyone else's words.

As for why the junior brother must let the young man named Yang Fan become a monk and believe in Buddhism, they are also confused. Although the junior brother is usually a little uncontrollable, it is the first time he has done this.

"Hmph, what do you know? I'm messing around? Also, don't use the master to suppress me. Master is always confused, you know a p."

The little monk did not give face to his senior brothers at all. Even his master scolded him a few words, then turned to look at Yang Fan and said, "Donor, show me your hand."

Before he finished speaking, the little monk's hand had already grabbed Yang Fan's hand.

Yang Fan was shocked. He didn't expect that the little monk's attack speed was so fast. He didn't react at all and his hand was caught. If the little monk had a murderous intention to kill him, wouldn't his arm be exhausted?

Immediately afterwards, Yang Fan's anger became burning, a little annoyed and embarrassed. Although Yang Fan did not admit it, as his strength grew, his inner pride also grew.

So when the little monk grabbed the hand, lightning suddenly lingered on Yang Fan's entire arm, and crackled and exploded.

"Moke Wuliang!"

The little monk instantly sensed the crisis, shouted in a low voice, and a yellow ancient bell composed of countless scriptures instantly protected him.

On his arm where he and Yang Fan were in contact, the clock wall composed of electric light and the scriptures collided violently. Amid the crackling sparks, the monk's hand stretched out instantly shrank back. He could feel the destructive power of the electric light. Although he had absolute confidence in his "Moke Wuliang", the other party's electric light was definitely not weak. At that time, he was worried that both sides would suffer a loss, and that would be bad.

At this time, everyone looked at Yang Fan and the little monk. Yang Fan was surrounded by lightning, like a god descending to earth. The little monk was protected by the phantom of the yellow bronze bell, and the little monk had a solemn face. He looked like a Taoist monk, and he was not easy to mess with.

"Two, two, please say something, don't have a conflict."

Ye Longtou was also big. According to his personality, he would dare to have conflicts in such military-controlled places. He would immediately teach them how to behave. It would be light to go to military courts. However, when he saw the two of them now, he thought of their identities. Although he was a general, he was really hard to give such an order, so he had to persuade him.

"Hmph, I've spoken my brain next time, are Buddhists robbers?"

Yang Fan put away his skills and turned around and left with Xiaowu and Ziyi with anxious expressions.

Yang Fan could feel the power of the little monk, and his turtle shell was worried that if he only relied on thunder and lightning, he would not be able to break it, and his fire attributes were even worse, and his defense was very high.

That's why he doesn't want to waste his energy and energy here. If he fights, he doesn't mind teaching this little monk a lesson. Damn, what is the logic of robbers? If you are destined to be a monk, do you have to become a monk? I'm still destined to be a rmb, and I don't expect that all rmbs across the country will come here.

"Junior brother, you are Meng Lang this time."

Seeing Yang Fan leaving, the monks put down their guard. Although they knew that they would probably not be enemies of others when they came up, they still had to do this attitude. After all, in name only, they were nominally the bodyguards of their junior brothers.

"Haha, you don't understand."
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