"Master, what do I want to do when I go out?"

"You go out and save the people."

"Save the people? What do I do?"

"Well, for example, you can help farmers farm, and you can help the [widow] women pick up water..."

"Is this saving the people?"

With a crisp sound of "dong!", the master of Fayi praised the young monk and scolded: "Of course, you have to start with small things when saving the people."

Rubbing a big bag of bald head, Fayi whispered in aggrievedly: "Oh, I understand."

As he said that, he shook his head in confusion and said, "But Master, there are too many people in this world who need help, and I'm afraid I can't help."

"Dong!" It was like knocking the ripe fruits and fruits hard. The Master of Fayi praised him with another chestnut and said, "Just just help you see things."

"Oh, I understand." Rubbing the big bag on the bald head again, Fayi continued: "Master, can you not knock on a place next time you knock my head?"

"Dong" Another chestnut, still in the same position, the Dharma, whose tears were almost knocked out, said: "Master, I'll leave now, so I'll save you from beating me."

So Fayi walked out of the Futu Temple and went from Zhongzhou to Yizhou for two years. During this period, he was deceived countless times.

Being deceived is not because the seemingly stupid monk Fayi is really stupid, but in the process, he found that helping people is something that can make him happy.

This kind of happiness is unique and can only be obtained by helping people, so he enjoys it. As for saving the people of the world, he is still confused about this concept.

But although he was ignorant, he would never allow anyone to hurt the kind villagers of Lingyin County.

So on this dark and moonless night, at this brightly lit moment in Lingyin County, he came to the 200 Great Wilderness Warriors.

However, he didn't know and how to negotiate with the people of the Great Wilderness, and he didn't understand the language of the Great Wilderness. He simply turned the opening remark into the most familiar one: "Donor, just make a fame!"

However, neither the hunters in Lingyin County nor the bloodthirsty people in the Great Wilderness understood why this little monk said this.

Only Zhang Xiaodao seemed to feel that the little monk had nothing to say, so he said this, but he was not in the mood to care about this, just looking at the little monk.

The face of the monk from Mingliang Street was a little pale. His hands were tightly clasped on the rusty kitchen knife on his waist, and his trembling voice that was not natural at all showed that the Dharma was extremely scared at this time.

But why did he still appear in front of the people of the Great Wilderness?

Zhang Xiaodao shouted loudly: "The monk is back!"

But the little monk Fayi waved his hand and said seriously: "I don't know if you understand it, but I still want to say, if you are hungry, we have food, thirsty, and we have drinks, so why bother killing?"

If the apology is useful, what should I do?

If this seems extremely joking but the Dharma is very serious and useful, then why do the militia and county governments do?

So the little monk Fayi quickly got the answer, and the answer was a wide-blade long sword flying in the air.

The long sword is three feet and six inches long, with a palm and a half wide face. The blade is as thin as a cicada's wing. It flies in the air with a cold light flashing, and it comes to the little monk in an instant.

Suddenly sounds came one after another.

People with vision naturally could see that the thrown sword was filled with vitality, with a magnificent momentum, and a speed of speed was as fast as lightning!

Not to mention the little bald monk Fayi's little bald head, even if a cow is hit by this, he will definitely die.

Some people started to cover their faces, and seemed unable to bear to see the little bald man become the first dead soldier in Lingyin County. Some people shouted hard, hoping to remind the Dharma.

But more people have given up because they understand that the speed of voice transmission will definitely not be as fast as that of the wide-blade long sword!

Zhang Xiaodao was one of the people who gave up, but he just gave up and shouted. As early as when Monk Fayi appeared in this brightly lit street, he had forced the white jade bow to save his life.

However, Zhang Xiaodao, who was extremely confident that he could intercept this sword, saw a white light flashing from the bald head of the little monk Fayi.

The white light is extremely dazzling, and it is even more dazzling in this dark night than the torch that had been arranged long ago.

Just like, like…………light bulbs.

Zhang Xiaodao tried to find a more suitable vocabulary, but he felt that only the "light bulb" was the most suitable.

The worst thing is that this light suddenly appears with pure white light, which is much brighter than the torch. At this moment, Zhang Xiaodao lost the trace of the knife.

Many people's exclamations were still elongating, and no one had time to react to the extremely bright light.

Immediately afterwards, everyone heard a 'clang!'.

This sound could only come from the time of a collision between metal and iron. During this breath, everyone felt that the little monk Fayi might have had a chance. When he was in danger, he finally pulled out the rusty kitchen knife from his waist and blocked the knife.

But in fact, the picture in front of him was the little monk rubbing the big bag that appeared on his bald head at some point, while the sharp long sword was spinning in the air.

Then, the wide blade and long sword fell into the snow without giving out a trace of life, as if throwing a stone into the turbulent waves, without ripples, without traces, and nothing, as if it had not happened.

It’s just that the big bag on Fayi’s head proves that something really happened.

While everyone in Lingyin County was dumbfounded, Monk Fayi whispered: "Luckily, the master likes to knock on my head the most!" It seemed that his master's chestnut was more fierce than this wide-blade long sword.

The people of Dahuang were also unable to believe the facts in front of him. Bada, who threw this knife, grew up his wide lips. It was naturally seen from their eyes that the little monk's qi skills were of high quality, so high that they had to be discouraged.

This is an extremely embarrassing scene for the people of the Great Wilderness.

The little monk Fayi took three steps forward, picked up the wide blade long sword that was about to kill him and said, "Beg for alms, don't have a knife!"

The people of the Great Wilderness collectively took a step back, and Lingyin County burst into loud cheers at this time.

With one person's strength, he will repel two hundred brave people!

This is the waiter at the Winter Inn? This is the little monk who is following Xiaodao's butt and is desperate to eat?

Li Yizhi finally understood that the little monk said that he was from Futu Temple was definitely not a false statement. Jiang Qiu looked at Zhang Xiaodao and asked, "Is this the little monk from where?"

Zhang Xiaodao, who was frowning, said, "Futu Temple." Then he stood up straight on the eaves of the house and shouted, "Monk, fight them off, and ten bowls of pork to make braised noodles in the evening!"

The little monk's Dharma is delicious, Zhang Xiaodao puts his preferences, and the braised noodles are definitely more important than gold and silver treasures. But he forgot that the little monk was vegetarian.

The little monk Fayi turned around and showed his fair and beautiful face, and said seriously: "I'm vegetarian."

Then, Zhang Xiaodao remembered this, but raised his fist with greater confidence and said, "Then add ten green onions!"

No one can understand the meaning behind this weird conversation.

Only Zhang Xiaodao knew that the little monk Fayi was gnawing onions like a dog gnawing on bones.

So the little monk Fayi's eyes lit up and turned his head viciously, as if he was trying to fight for ten green onions. He really scared the people of Lingyin County and the people of the Great Wilderness.

It is hard for people in the Great Wilderness to imagine that such a powerful Qi Refiner would appear in the remote Lingyin County.

They would be afraid of it for granted, but the vicious monk Fayi, who was originally vicious, showed an awkward expression on his face, turned his head and looked at Zhang Xiaodao on the eaves.

Zhang Xiaodao stretched out two fingers very generously: "Twenty green onions."

The little monk Fayi puffed his cheeks, as if he was so angry that he was so angry with twenty green onions. He said seriously: "This is not a problem with a few green onions, but I don't know how to fight!"

The cheering sounds of arrogance in Lingyin County disappeared immediately.

A cold wind that seemed to freeze everyone, so everyone was embarrassed to be in place, as if they were frozen.

Zhang Xiaodao, who had a bold ambition, started to regret that the little monk Fayi would not lie, and at this time, the Dharmayi undoubtedly exposed his trump card.

People in the Great Wilderness were not only warlike but also worshipped the culture of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Most people would say a few words of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. The words of the little monk Fayi naturally came into the ears of the Great Wilderness.

In this particularly dark, cold, and equally quiet night, this sentence undoubtedly gave the people of the Great Wilderness a shot of heart-warming.

If the enemy was from the Tang Dynasty or even from the Western Regions, they would definitely have many thoughts in case this sentence was a trap made by the young monk.

But they are from the Great Wilderness, and they don’t know much about what turning means.

Bada is the most typical brave and brave man from the Great Wilderness. The young monk said that he could not fight, so he really believed it, and raised the second knife in his hand and rushed towards the Dharma.

The Dharma was gone without the arrogance just now, and the fact that he could not fight made him feel scared again, but he still raised his hand.

Bada's second knife was extremely thin and long, with some blood stains on the surface, but it was not cleaned. However, the slender blade with a sharp edge was not visible, but it emitted a cold breath.

The knife soon came to the front of the little monk. One of the monk's hands quickly had substantial contact with the blade, and it was still a metallic clash.

Bada showed fear on his face and retreated three meters away. However, the little monk who could have made a fatal blow did not attack, but looked at his hand in surprise.

At this point, Zhang Xiaodao sighed, knowing that this battle is still inevitable. The people of Lingyin County still have to stick to Lingyin County, and the people of the Great Wilderness still have to step on the city, and the damn person will naturally die!

"Kill!" From the mouth of the leader of the Great Wilderness, Bari, was extremely low and solemn.

The people of Dahuang had a tacit understanding and no longer touched the powerful monk who was entangled with Bada, but rushed into Lingyin County and raised the long sword in their hand.

At the same time, Zhou Zhongxi whispered: "Start." Then he knelt in the snow with a thunderous splash, as if praying that this battle would kill fewer people.
Chapter completed!