Chapter 712: Tantric Master (please subscribe)

After coming down from the death line, the soldiers finally ate the best food today, including meat, wild vegetables, rice, and canned fish imported from M. The only pity is that there is no wine, otherwise it would be perfect. Everyone ate a little full at this meal. Ling Xiaotian was really worried that they would be full. However, I also feel very cute when I see the nature of the soldiers coming out.

"Military commander, if only there was such a meal every day." Meng Pole said.

"Well, you're wrong. It's better than this kind of food. Your requirements are too low." Ling Xiaotian smiled.

"Military commander, is there any guarantee for our logistics?"

"Isn't this nonsense? How can a group of troops not have logistics? After today, we not only have barracks, but also delicious dishes." Ling Xiaotian smiled.

Soldiers are all overjoyed as soon as they hear it. Although they are helpless to go to the battlefield, they can't force them to eat and sleep. If they just pursue enjoyment, people will unconsciously have a kind of inertia, which is very dangerous. As a soldier, when they go to the battlefield, they will arrange the place to sleep and solve the food by themselves. The enemy will not let you do this It's not good. Of course, if these are matched, I will be very happy. After all, they are all human beings and can't be separated from the category of people.

Ling Xiaotian is actually quite heartfelt. A team that can win a hundred battles is definitely a warrior who can endure hardships. It is the main theme of the empire's military rules. Therefore, the army has always inherited a tough and tenacious fighting style, but now it is a modern war, and people are especially important. It's not good tomorrow. Many people may not see it, but letting the soldiers eat well and sleep well is what he, a soldier, must do. Their parents also hope that their children can eat and sleep enough on the battlefield. Although it is only a delusion, this step will be realized in Ling Xiaotian's army.

Just as Ling Xiaotian was immersed in the happy sea of the soldiers, a golden light came from a distance, and Ling Xiaotian's eyelids jumped and disappeared. After a while, Ling Xiaotian stopped at the end of a tree, and in front of him stood an old monk in a worn-fashioned monk's clothes.

"Amitabha!"

"Is the master coming for me?"

"Yes, I heard that you killed the people of Y country and killed them like demons. Lao Na came to cross the benefactor. If you are willing to withdraw from Y country, Lao Na will not pursue it."

"The master speaks Chinese well."

"Actually, my ancestors are also from the Chinese Empire, but I am now a native of Y. Your Chinese emperor's war has caused life loss and sin."

"The master is compassionate and respectable, but what you said seems to be wrong. What does it mean that our Chinese Empire launched a war? Obviously, you, Yue, together with three other small countries, occupied our territory and attempted to occupy our islands. How did you become the fault of our Chinese Empire?" Ling Xiaotian said.

"Needless to say, Lao Na's eyes are not blind. In short, life is not good. Does the donor accept Lao Na's proposal?"

"Does the master think it is possible?"

"So, don't blame Lao Na." After the old monk finished speaking, the Buddha's light appeared in his body, which showed that his Dharma was profound, and then his hands turned golden. This is the Buddha's magic power King Kong fingerprint, which is extremely domineering. "Donor, give you one last chance."

"Master, there is no need to say that you, a monk, should have penetrated the Dharma in the temple, and the world should also look at the image and do it according to your ability." After saying that, Ling Xiaotian pulled out the soul-eating sword. The other party was also a congenital master. He did not dare to be careless, and he personally experienced the power of Buddhism. He wanted to try the useless sword and then use the Buddhist Heart Sutra to pick up the old monk. It seemed that the six had not been exhausted.

Ling Xiaotian guessed that he was right. The old monk was invited by the government of Y to promise to go down the mountain with the promise of expanding the temple. The more important reason why he went down the mountain was that he wanted to see Ling Xiaotian's ability. I heard that the masters of the Chinese Empire are like clouds and usually can't be met in the temple. Now he happens to do it, and he can get benefits. Yi, he can also be a master. The old monk's mortal heart is still more important than mortals. How can he reach the other side of the Buddha? However, he is still a genius. He practices Buddhism to reach the innate realm. He is definitely the first person in Country Y. Thinking about it, not many people in the Chinese Empire can do it.

"If the donor insists on going his own way, there will be a business report." After saying that, the old monk raised his palm and patted Ling Xiaotian. His palm was as fast as lightning and fierce. Ling Xiaotian felt the momentum from his body before he left, which turned Buddha's power into momentum, which was indeed very powerful.

Drink---

Ling Xiaotian wanted to take the old monk's palm and try how strong he was, so he stretched out his hand and patted him.

Touch---

The palms of the two were connected in mid-air, and a powerful force collapsed from the palms. Ling Xiaotian flew five feet away. His feet paused, and the transferred energy of the tree under his feet was turned into powder. Ling Xiaotian quickly flashed to another tree.

"Okay, it's really powerful." The old monk also withdrew a few feet away and tried each other with one palm, and the cultivation of the two was half a catty and eight taels.

"The master also took me with a sword." Ling Xiaotian jumped up and stabbed him with a sword.

"Cry!"

The old monk put his hands together and put his sword in his hand. Ling Xiaotian pushed hard. The old monk blushed and fell to the ground constantly. His eyes were like electricity, and his hands were golden. He used all his strength, and Ling Xiaotian also used all his strength.

"Master, good skills." Ling Xiaotian shouted a roll of sword.

The old monk's hands were in pain and hurriedly retreated. When he retreated, he did not expect to send out a Buddha blade, and a golden blade killed Ling Xiaotian.

Ling Xiaotian raised his sword and shot out. Although the old monk's skills were a little with himself, he was not much weak. Ling Xiaotian was very interested in it. He was really surprised that the Buddhism of Country Y could be passed down and practiced to this level.

"Master, if you can't win or lose like this, why don't you give up? You are a monk. Shouldn't you ask about earthly things?" Ling Xiaotian said.

"Although I am a monk, I cherish the world and are compassionate. How can I be indifferent as a monk when I see that the people of my country are innocently flooded by artillery fire?" The old monk said.

"If it's too much, it will become false. I respect you as a master. I'm not afraid of you. I hope the master will respect himself." Ling Xiaotian said.

"Don't say, I won't give up if you don't quit."

"So, don't blame me. Originally, you were a guy and I didn't want to hurt you, but you can't forgive me for doing things in the name of Buddha." Ling Xiaotian put away the sword and began to seal his hands. The Buddha's light began to slowly flash out of his body and became brighter and brighter. Finally, Ling Xiaotian became a Buddha statue, more than ten times stronger than the previous old monk. Ling Xiaotian learned ancient Buddhist skills, which was completely incomparable. The old monk saw the Buddha seal of Ling Xiaotian's knot very mysterious. Ao's skills, and they are very profound skills. He has already felt a sense of depression of Buddha's power. Obviously, Ling Xiaotian's Buddha's skills are much better than his own. He did not dare to mention the Buddha's power with all his strength. To be honest, he was a little timid at this time.