Although this great sage monk may not necessarily have the courage to resist, it is just a precaution, otherwise it will be bad if innocent people are really hurt.
Seeing the great saintly monk dumbfounded, Yang Si was not in a hurry, so he took care of himself and poured himself a glass of wine with a wine flask.
He drank by himself.
Seeing that Yang Si had already sat down to drink, the great saintly monk also came back to his senses. He smiled helplessly, then chewed the meat in his mouth vigorously with his teeth and swallowed it into his stomach.
It felt like the piece of meat in his mouth was Yang Si.
"Don't eat meat or wine. Those are just precepts made by people in the Buddhist Kingdom for self-control. In the Pure Land, meat and vegetables are not taboo."
“Many of them even have families.”
The great saintly monk angrily snatched the jug from Yang Si's hand, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it all in one gulp.
When Yang Si heard this, he was slightly speechless. The monks who came to the pure land of this world were almost the same as the monks before he traveled through time.
Driving a BMW and marrying a young model.
"By the way, how did you find me?"
The great saintly monk drank a glass of wine and stared at Yang Si with some depression.
Yang Si smiled mysteriously: "I have my own method. As long as you know it, I can find you even if you run to the end of the world."
After Yang Si finished speaking, he took back the jug and drank. He poured himself another glass of wine, but did not drink it.
Looking at the filled wine glass, the great sage monk rolled his eyes helplessly: "You are really vigilant, I will not do such little tricks."
"Who knows." Yang Si grinned.
Although the wine pot only passed the hand of the great sage monk, and Yang Si himself did not notice any small movements on his part.
But after spending some time with Liu Yun, Yang Si knew very well that the poison master's methods were just the same.
According to Liu Yun, she could add at least seven or eight colorless and odorless poisons to the wine pot.
You must not have the intention of harming others, and you must have the intention of guarding against others, and now you and the great sage monk are still enemies.
Although now my strong Qi can almost ignore most poisons, when I reach the level of a warrior at the end of the world, there are really not many poisons that can be effective.
However, there are still many poisons that can threaten him. Yang Si knew that Liu Yun had poisons in his hands that were said to be able to poison a strong man at the level of a Martial God.
Speaking of Liu Yun, I don’t know where he went. He turned around and asked Qing Yuan. When he set out for the Sea of Mist, Liu Yun was still staying at Mingjian Villa.
"Let's continue talking about the Pure Land."
Yang Si smiled and looked at the great sage monk.
"Pure land..."
Having said this, the great sage monk glanced at Yang Si: "If the Pure Land truly moves and comes out in force, no one in this world can stop it."
Hearing this, Yang Si was stunned for a moment: "Pure Land, is it very strong?"
"powerful!"
The great saintly monk nodded, took the wine bottle that Yang Si had placed on the table, and poured himself another glass of wine.
After raising his head and drinking it all, he looked at Yang Si. The great sage monk grinned: "Do you know what the requirements are for monks who enter the Pure Land from the Buddhist Kingdom?"
Yang Si shook his head.
"end!"
"If a monk wants to join the Pure Land from the Buddhist Kingdom, he first needs to reach the limit of strength."
"Only in this way can the transcendental status of the Pure Land be guaranteed. Secondly, it does not mean that once the limit is reached, one can 100% join the Pure Land. There are still many conditions."
Hearing this, Yang Si frowned: "You mean, in the Pure Land, are all warriors of the End of the Realm?"
"Yes and no..." The great sage monk shook his head: "But the core is all cessation, and there are also many true Buddhas at the cessation level."
He has reached the peak state and is known as the true Buddha in the Pure Land.
"As I said before, some saintly monks even married wives and had children, so there are many family members of each saintly monk in the camera, as well as some servants."
After saying that, the great saintly monk grabbed another piece of meat, stuffed it into his mouth and drank.
Hearing this, Yang Si nodded slightly: "If you put it this way, there shouldn't be many people in the Pure Land, right?"
After all, there are so many limits.
"You're wrong. If there weren't many people around me, I wouldn't have said what I just said."
"If we go out in full force, Pure Land will be invincible."
"If there are only a few people, how can we be called invincible?"
"But how can it be so easy for a warrior to stop?" Yang Si was a little confused.
Just look at the situation in the Chinese mainland. Except for the black organization, which pulls people from various places, other forces rarely see the warriors of the End of the World.
"Pure Land is by far one of the oldest organizations in the world."
"It has a complete inheritance and various materials."
"There are quite a lot of warriors born in the Buddhist Kingdom."
"And the reason why I came to Daxia is because that virtuous holy monk happened to submit an application to join the Pure Land."
"I disappeared in your Daxia. Secondly... forget it and don't tell me."
After saying that, the great sage monk shook his head somewhat depressedly.
"By the way, where is the virtuous saint monk?"
Thinking of this, the great saintly monk suddenly raised his head and looked at Yang Si.
"Dead, killed by Pushan Bodhisattva of Miaoshan Temple." Yang Si grinned.
"Uh uh..."
The great sage monk became even more depressed.
"You said that the Pure Land has a complete inheritance, so does the Pure Land have a God of War?" Yang Si asked curiously.
Due to various reasons, he and the Buddha Kingdom have already had a big grudge.
No matter what I say, I must visit the Buddhist Kingdom.
Since, behind the Buddhist Kingdom is the Pure Land, I must find out clearly about the situation of the Pure Land.
"God of War? Buddha?"
"People in the Pure Land think so too."
"However, since the last Buddha disappeared from the Pure Land, no Buddha has appeared again, and then the legend of the Martial Temple appeared."
"I don't quite understand the specific reason."
The great sage monk shook his head.
Is this so? Yang Si probably knew it in his heart when he heard this. Since there is no inheritance of the Martial God, it will be easier to handle.
As long as you rely on the existence of Jianghu games and systems. Showing peerless martial arts, a pure land? what?
When Yang Si thought about this, he couldn't help but smile slightly.
"but…"
At this time, the great sage monk continued to speak.
"Um?"
Yang Si frowned when he heard this: "But what? Can you speak without gasping?"
"Uh uh uh…"
The great saintly monk couldn't help but shrink his head, but he was cursing in his heart. If I couldn't beat you, I... I would...
Forget it, I can’t beat him, I’ll endure it in order to survive!
"Although there is no Buddha in the Pure Land, I have been a member of the Pure Land for more than ten years. As far as I know, there are five false Buddhas in the Pure Land."
"In the Pure Land, the state of cessation is called a holy monk, the state of cessation is called the true Buddha, and the state of the martial god is called the Buddha."
"As for the strength of this pseudo-Buddha, I don't know very well, but I have seen one, and the aura on their body is much stronger than the real Buddha at the top."
As if he thought of something, something terrible, a hint of shock flashed in the eyes of the great saintly monk.
"Fake Buddha?"
Yang Si whispered softly, but he probably knew in his heart that he was a half-step martial arts god.
It's the same as the leader of the men in black organization who was killed by him before when he borrowed 50 million points to redeem the Tiangang Divine Sword Technique.
Half step warrior.
The strength of a guy in that realm is truly terrifying.
There are actually five people in this pure land.
Suddenly, Yang Si seemed to have thought of something, and his expression was a little strange. If he didn't know that black organization, then it must have been caused by the Buddhist Pure Land.
There are so many warriors at the end of the world, plus a leader who is half a step into the realm of the Martial God.
What the hell~
The more Yang Si thought about it, the more likely it was that he could gather so many warriors of the End of the Realm. According to what the great sage monk in front of him said, this Buddhist pure land couldn't be easier.
Moreover, among the warriors of the Black Organization who he had killed in Chang'an, there were indeed monks from the Pure Land.
Depend on!
Yang Si couldn't help scolding his mother.
In the Pure Land of Buddhism, all inheritances are complete, but the inheritance of the God of War is missing. It is normal to set up such an organization and go out to find the God of War and the Key to the God of War.
Before, when he first learned about this black organization, Yang Si was puzzled.
Not everyone can pull up such an organization.
If it were the Pure Land, it would be perfectly normal.
"Okay, I have basically explained everything about the Pure Land. Can I leave?"
Finally swallowing a piece of meat, the great sage monk looked at Yang Si expectantly.
After all, I had just arrived in Daxia, and before I even started doing anything, I was surrounded by the Qilin Army.
It has to be said that this guy himself is quite unlucky.
"Walk?"
Yang Si looked at the great sage monk with a half-smile: "Are you thinking too much? I never said let you go."
"ah!"
The great sage monk's expression fell: "But I have never done anything to feel sorry for you, Daxia."
"But, you are from the Buddhist country, and you are not doing it now because you were discovered, right?" Yang Si looked at the great sage monk playfully.
"No! No! Absolutely not!"
The great saintly monk came up and denied it for three consecutive times. How could anyone in Yang Si admit such a thing? Even if he really had this idea, he couldn't admit it.
"As I said, I was just forced to come here to investigate the disappearance of the great saintly monk. So far, there is no conflict between our Pure Land and your Daxia."
The great sage monk said repeatedly.
"Even if you kill the great saintly monk, you are just a candidate for the Pure Land. You are not 100% a Pure Land person."
"But I'm different. I'm a serious Pure Land holy monk. If you kill me, the Pure Land will become angry, and you Daxia will be in trouble."
Hearing this, Yang Si suddenly smiled even weirder. He actually killed people from the Pure Land. There were only two people in Chang'an who knew their identities.
If his previous speculation was true, the black organization was really created by the Pure Land.
Then I guess I have a lot to kill in the Pure Land. After all, almost all the organized people have been killed by Yang Si.
According to the intelligence, one of the leaders, Half-step Martial God, died.
Except for Commander Dong, the four commanders of the top realm in the southeast, northwest and northwest were all dead.
There are countless other ordinary Zhimin warriors.
They all died in Yang Si's hands.
If this black-clad organization was really established by the Pure Land, then one of the five false Buddhas mentioned by the great sage monk just now is probably the leader of the black-clad organization.
But, he is dead.
"No wonder you made the Pure Land so scary. So you are waiting for me here, right?"
Yang Si looked at the great sage monk with amusement and said.
"No, no, I swear to God, everything I said is true."
"No, I swear to me, the Buddha, that if I tell lies about the Pure Land, I will not die a good death, fall into hell, and never become a Buddha forever."
The great saintly monk swore solemnly.
"Okay..." Yang Si interrupted the words of the great sage monk: "As people of the Pure Land, what is going on with this so-called Buddha? Don't you know it yourself?"
Hearing this, the great sage monk's face turned slightly red. Indeed, this so-called Buddha...
"And the so-called Pure Land thing is just your words." Combined with his understanding of the black organization, Yang Si believed 70% to 80% of what the Great Sage Monk said about the Pure Land thing. .
However, he couldn't show it in front of the great sage monk.
"This..." The great sage monk couldn't help but look depressed.
Indeed, although I have said so much, if it is true or false, this is indeed one-sided.
If Yang Si doesn't believe him, there is nothing he can do.
Involuntarily, the great sage monk's face turned bitter, his brows drooped.
"Want to live?"
Yang Si looked at the great sage monk.
"think!"
The great sage monk nodded without hesitation.
I've done so much, isn't it just to survive? And I’ve been living it up for so long.
I would certainly be happy to have the chance to live.
"Return to your original appearance first." Yang Si raised his head and glanced at the great sage monk.
"Oh, okay..."
Then, the great saintly monk picked up the wine flask, poured some into his hands, and then rubbed it on his face.
Then he wiped it clean with his cloth, and a completely different face appeared in front of Yang Si.
This is the third face of the great sage monk that Yang Si has seen, but the current face is most likely his true face.
"I really don't understand how you, a monk, can master the art of disguise?" Yang Si couldn't help but say.
Yang Si had only seen the related disguise technique in his eldest sister Yang Yiyi.
However, Yang Yiyi is the leader of an intelligence organization and has a special profession. It would not be very strange if he knew how to disguise himself.
However, how could this guy, a monk, know such a profound art of disguise?
"Hehe, isn't it, just for safety's sake." The great sage monk said a little embarrassedly.
"have to!"
This guy is really afraid of death.
"Since you want to live, and for now, you have indeed not done anything harmful to Daxia." Yang Si looked at the great sage monk.
"Yes..." The great sage monk nodded repeatedly.
Yang Si reached out and took it out from his pocket, took out a pill, and handed it to the great sage monk.
"Eat it."
"Then stay with me and serve me for ten years. I will let you go."
Yang Si grinned.
A Zhijie warrior, a Zhijie warrior who is close to the Zhijie peak, is not a cabbage.
This guy is greedy for life but also very easy to control.
"What...what is this?"
The great sage monk looked at the elixir in Yang Si's hand and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
"What do you think?"
Yang Si said meaningfully,
Hearing this, the great sage monk fell silent. Needless to say, he knew that it was definitely the kind of poison that controls life and death.
The one who has to be given antidote regularly. As long as he swallows this poison, his life or death will be completely determined by Yang Si's thoughts.
Involuntarily, the great sage monk hesitated.
For a guy like him who is greedy for life and afraid of death, if his life and death are under the control of others, it shouldn't be too uncomfortable.
Although the warriors of the End of the Realm can rely on their strong zhenqi to be immune to most poisons.
However, there are thousands of poisons in the world. Who knows if there is any poison that can control the end.
Even...the God of War!
Moreover, judging from Yang Si's vigilance just now, it is obvious that Yang Si should know the poison master very well, and it is even possible that they themselves are poison masters, otherwise they would not be so vigilant.
Moreover, who is a serious person who would always have this kind of elixir ready on him?
This guy clearly knew his own strength, and he still took out this elixir. Obviously, this elixir should be able to control the limit.
Yang Si smiled slightly, but the Nine Yang Divine Art was slowly operating. Secondly, the Blood Demon Sutra and the Xuanwei Dao Sutra were also activated as backup resources for the Nine Yang Divine Art.
Among the three martial arts techniques, the Jiuyang Divine Kung Fu is the most domineering.
The Xuanwei Taoist scriptures of Taoism are Zongzheng and peaceful.
As for the Blood Demon Sutra, it is directly an evil sect. If it breaks out, it would be a bit too scary.
Therefore, the Nine Yang Divine Art is naturally the most suitable.
A terrifying aura erupted, and the pressure of the peak realm unabashedly suppressed the great sage monk.
Although the strength of the great saint monk is stronger than the ordinary limit, it is close to the limit.
But after all, the end has not been reached. Under the pressure of Yang Si's momentum, the great sage monk's face broke out in cold sweat.
"Death now, or maybe not at all."
"Choose one yourself?"
Yang Si looked at the great sage monk and said.
"this…"
The great sage monk is struggling. He doesn't want to die, but he also doesn't want his life and death to be controlled by others.
"Um?"
Yang Si frowned, and his aura became even more terrifying.
boom! !
Fortunately, with this restaurant as the center, all the ordinary people around have evacuated.
Otherwise, the momentum alone can crush some ordinary people to death.
Even so, the people in Jiangning County looked at this from a distance, with horror on their faces.
Some ordinary people had some complaints about the Jiangning County government officials who forced them to evacuate.
Now that I feel that terrifying momentum, everything has turned into gratitude.
…
"I can assume that you refuse, then I will help you make the choice."
Yang Si grinned.
"Gudu~"
The great saintly monk swallowed, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and picked up the elixir from Yang Si's hand.
The elixir is fragrant and does not look like poison.
However, the great sage monk has never seen this elixir. Who knows whether things will turn into reverse when they are extreme?
After all, the toxicity of a pill that can control the limit must be terrifying.
