Chapter 378 Eighteen Reli

"Crazy monk, I can't forgive you." On an abandoned planet that I don't know how far away from Mercury, Deacon Wang looked extremely embarrassed, with a few weeds in his hair, a green and red face, and a strange one-eyed.

It's like a monkey playing juggling, and it's also a disabled monkey.

Huangfuxiong is not much better, but he is obviously much calmer than Deacon Wang. "Exacon Wang, that's not a crazy monk. He should be a soul saint. You should be happy to survive."

Wang Deacon woke up. He was not a fool, but he was just carried away by repeated provocations, which made Huang Fuxiong understand it a little. If it hadn't been for the cultivation of the soul saint, how could he play with the two of them in applause.

The eyes that thought were afraid before were not the same at all. Deacon Wang sweated coldly. As expected, Zhao Haoran really had a deep relationship with the Brahma sect. Even if he was not a disciple of the Brahma sect, at least he had an inseparable close relationship, otherwise there would definitely be no soul saint coming to help.

"I can't blame anyone about this matter. Deacon Wang, go ahead. I will report to you. Don't worry, I won't say a word more that I shouldn't have said." Huangfu Xiong's cultivation may not be high, but he is absolutely good at speaking and doing things. He can occupy a place in Huangfu's family, and he is not a general person.

Deacon Wang nodded and seemed to be ashamed. He flashed away instantly. Huang Fuxiong had no time to delay. This matter must be reported in person, which is not a small matter.

"Conditions?" The sloppy monk put down the broom, "If you are in Brahma, you should naturally abide by the rules of our Brahma. The first is not to kill people."

He did not go on, but waited for Zhao Haoran's reaction.

Zhao Haoran has not counted the number of killings, but it will never be less. The murderous spirit on his body must not be concealed by such a strong man.

"What if someone else uses a knife around his neck?" Zhao Haoran's smile was full of sarcasm.

The sloppy monk seemed to have not seen the same and explained patiently: "The world is good, but there are no suitable conditions. If everyone has the heart of my Brahma disciples, there will definitely be no killing on that day. No matter when, the disciples of Brahma can't kill, even if they hate you to the bone, they are always ready to assassinate you. Enemy."

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Zhao Haoran is very curious.

"Amitabha, if you can lead one person to good, it is equivalent to saving countless people. What's enough to die alone?" The sloppy monk blinked his eyes and was full of smiles.

Zhao Haoran shook his head. The disciples of this lineage are indeed worthy of respect. His ideal world will never exist. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, where there are interests, there will be conflicts. There is no killing, let alone peace.

There is no big ambition for the world. From beginning to end, Zhao Haoran thought that he was an ordinary person, a person who gained a little more power than ordinary people. In the final analysis, he was still an ordinary person.

There are only some small ideals and narrow hatred for anger.

Grow your life and death, just for the beauty.

"Senior, I'm afraid I'm going to let you down. I can't promise you."

The old monk was anxious, "This benefactor, this is a great opportunity. Master Frog has never taken the initiative to accept people as apprentices. On Mercury, there are countless people who want to worship Master Frog, even me. Unfortunately, Master Frog taught me skills but refused to accept me as an apprentice. You have to think about it carefully."

Master Frog, Zhao Haoran is the first time to hear such a funny name, but this is exactly in line with his image. Unconventional, no one can guess what he will do next.

I don't know when the frog master took the broom back in his hand, supported his chin, and narrowed his eyes. "Unexpectedly, you are predestined to my Brahma sect, but it's a pity that you are deeply involved in common things and can't get out of it. It's really a pity..."

"In this case, it's inconvenient for me to disturb you. Thank you for your help. If you have a chance in the future, I, Zhao Haoran, will definitely repay you."

"This..."

"Hence." The sloppy monk shouted at Zhao Haoran.

Every step, a bright red mark will be printed under his feet, and it has become a habit to bleed. The rage of 18 silver beads in his body can't be stopped at all. Zhao Haoran was stunned, "Is it possible that the master still wants to stay there? Even if I work hard, I won't give up.

Master Frog didn't know what to do, and Zhao Haoran fell beside him uncontrollably. "You don't need to work hard. As I said, if you are predestined with me, I will give you another big gift."

A dazzling golden light covered his sight. Zhao Haoran wanted to open his eyes, but he could never do it. In this peaceful aura, he was full of power and domineering at the same time, which was the real power of Brahma.

The wound in his body healed quickly, and Zhao Haoran was relieved. If the frog master really wanted to have other ideas, I'm afraid that with his strength, there was no room for resistance and he could only obey.

Eighteen silver beads seemed to be that the cat smelled fishy and came up one after another to compete with Zhao Haoran's body for this warm aura.

The seven-color fragrance began to bloom, and a Buddha statue suddenly appeared behind Zhao Haoran, either annoyan or crazy, or laughing or bumping, lifelike and overlapping.

flashed away, but those disciples of Brahma could not forget it for a long time and could only stand in a daze.

The visual image of Buddha statues is something that every disciple of Brahmazong will learn, but it is really unheard of to visualate so many Buddha statues. Most of them can only visualate one or two, three or four, five or six, which are not enough, but it is almost certain that ten are already the limit.

Because each Buddha statue has completely different characteristics, no matter how powerful a person is, there can't be ten completely different characteristics. No matter how strong the cultivation is, this has almost become a law, and then Zhao Haoran, who is definitely not a disciple of Brahma, counted more than ten kinds.

"18!" The old monk was surprised to grow his mouth. No wonder the frog master said that this son was predestined with Brah and could visual 18 Buddha statues, which did not prove how powerful he was, but it showed that he was absolutely superior in the cultivation of Brahma Buddhism.

Buddha is still a very mysterious thing. It is not about cultivation, but similar to the state of mind.

The great state of mind is more terrible than the greatness of cultivation. Only the spirit is the most indestructible. No matter how strong the strength is, one person is even higher than a mountain. No one dares to say that he is the first in the world.

There is no clear hierarchy of Buddhism, because there is no way to unify the standard, so the ability to visualize Buddha statues has become the most recognized standard.

On Mercury, nine out of ten souls are disciples of Brahman Sect, but there are many branches and do not agree with each other.

But there are few struggles with each other, because in general, the Sanskrit transaction is still based on peace, and more is the battle of Buddhism, that is, the number of Buddha statues, like Zhao Haoran, it is absolutely the first.

The old monk really can't think of anyone who can compete with him.

Zhao Haoran didn't know what the old monk was thinking at this time, otherwise he would have rolled his eyes and scolded, idiot!

So far, he has only imagined the supreme Buddha, and it is still incomplete. How can there be 18 at once?

Master Frog still has a light expression, as if all this has been expected for a long time, and it is not worth worrying at all. Thinking of this, the old monk sighed, which is the gap.

Even if you have another kind heart and don't have any murder, you will help you in case of impurity, but you can't eliminate that competitive heart.

The old monk always believed that the Brahma of the Frog Master was orthodox, and he always laughed it off. "When you don't ask this question, I will take you as an apprentice."

After so many years, the old monk still can't meet the requirements of the frog master, so he never dares to mention the frog master to accept apprentices.

Thinking of this, the old monk was even more ashamed. He shook his head and sighed. Instead of looking at it, he left alone and continued to step on the power of hard practice. His mind still needed to be tempered.

"How do you feel?" Looking at Zhao Haoran, who opened his eyes, Master Frog asked softly.

"Thank you very much." Zhao Haoran didn't say much. Such a great kindness can be rewarded only by words. Such a broad mind is wider than the whole sea.

18 reeds!

Only then did I understand why this silver round bead was so hard. Zhao Haoran used all his strength and used it evenly. There was nothing he could do. It turned out that it was not a magic weapon at all.

Even after hundreds of thousands of years, Huangfuxiong can't understand the mystery.

With the help of the strong men of Brahma, these relics can only be buried all the time.

Pixian Buddha, Guanshi Buddha...

There are 18 in total, and the origin of each relic is very scary. All of them are amazingly famous Buddhas in Brahma. It is already a great honor to be able to imagine one of them.

It is the lifelong willingness to see its relith.

The relith of every Buddha bead is the essence of all his cohesion.

When the disciples of the Sanskrit sect have cultivated the cultivation of the soul saint, they will form a relith, which is about the size of a pebble. The higher the cultivation, the larger the relith.

The 18 relics in Zhao Haoran's body are all the size of eggs. How can a Buddha with a famous surname in the history of Brahma be a simple figure?

Each one is a monument, a section of history.

After absorbing the aura of the frog master, the eighteen silver beads began to transform, slowly restored to the original, and then rotated around the relith of the supreme Buddha under his guidance, forming a cycle.

"Don't leave in a hurry. There are still many places worth visiting on Mercury."

Zhao Haoran's heart moved. Master Frog's words were pointed out, but he didn't explain and it was difficult to ask carefully. He bowed slightly. Zhao Haoran admired such a strong man from the bottom of his heart.