Quick Wear: Let go of the desire to help others and respect the burial of the insane.

The two bald donkeys, oh no, they are two masters, who are the characters who appeared in Lin Yuan’s nineteenth life.

After listening to Lin Yuan's story, the masters shook their heads.

There was only one piece of advice for her: give up killing, repay evil with kindness, influence others, and become a Buddha right away.

"When will the cycle of revenge end? The donor's murderous nature is too strong. You need to forgive others in order to save yourself from suffering."

Selectively ignore Lin Yuan’s experience.

Lin Yuan embarked on the road of revenge again. In this life, the masters became Xie Yu's protectors.

He stopped Lin Yuan's assassination along the way and sent Xie Yu, who had once again become a prince of a certain country, to the throne.

"Donor, I followed you all the way just to prevent you from making a big mistake."

Inside the prison, Lin Yuan was covered in wounds, his flesh was skinned alive, and he died in pain.

"Brother, this evil woman is stubborn and unrepentant. There is a cause for every effect. She has done evil and is reaping the consequences. There is no need to admonish her."

The two eminent monks turned and left, without a speck of dust on their golden robes.

Back to the present.

Xie Yu finally felt relieved for a moment.

It was obvious that these two masters were from famous and upright families, with great martial arts skills and upright character. They would definitely save him from the sea of ​​suffering.

Ning Jun smiled grimly, "Master, I also know a little bit about Buddhism."

She swung a sword from her sleeve.

"This is the Buddhist teaching in my heart. It shows people what it means to be like a clay Buddha crossing a river. You can't even save yourself."

The two bald men frowned. Oh no, it seems that this person is not easy to fool.

"Donor! Put down your butcher knife and turn back!" The older bald man advised. He instinctively felt that something bad was going to happen next.

Is there such an explanation in Buddhism?

But it's not over yet.

Ning Jun swung out a Gatling gun with blue flames from his sleeve.

"This is the Buddha I believe in. Namo Gatling Bodhisattva, six senses purified by depleted uranium bombs. One breath turns three thousand six hundred times, with great compassion and great mercy, saving the world."

The younger bald man instinctively felt that the black steel pipe in Ning Jun's hand was very dangerous.

Although he had never seen it before, it did not stop him from feeling terrified.

"You are all practicing Hinayana Buddhism, and I am practicing the true Mahayana Buddhism."

"Brother, why listen to the nonsense of this witch? Why don't we join forces to deal with her together!" The young bald man thought it would be better to take action first.

The old bald donkey nodded, "This witch is a bit strange, you and I should be able to deal with it together."

After saying that, one of them used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to output force, while the other chanted a mantra to control Ning Jun's mind and affect his performance.

One output and one strong control. In a 1v2 situation, as long as Bald Donkey cooperates well, Lin Yuan has a high probability of losing.

Xie Yu, who couldn't understand the duel between the masters, just thought the masters were too cool! He also wanted to become a disciple of Shaolin Temple in the future.

"Hehehe, is that all you can do?"

The weapon in her hand is enough to do 1vn.

In an instant, the blue flame turned into red flame. After all, the two masters could not withstand the power of the Gatling gun and were shot into pieces.

However, before the old bald man died, he finally used up all his internal strength to throw Xie Yu out.

"Donor, hurry up and go to Wolong Temple!" The old bald donkey exploded into pieces of meat after he said this. They did not have the good luck like Xie Yu, and their death could not be worse than death.

"Ding! 』

"You have detected a trace of spiritual energy. Do you accept it?"

"Ok?"

[I suddenly remembered this high-magic world in this small hole. How could there be no spiritual energy?]