"Well, why don't you fight?"
In the bookstore, Yang Xiao was stunned, "Okay, why did you stop suddenly."
The three powerful quasi-saints released their aura, but those who were not strong enough were not even qualified to feel the aura.
Projection Yang Xiao is only a scumbag in the middle stage of human immortality, and he is obviously one of these unqualified people.
"There seems to be a strong person over there."
Beside him, Sun Wukong's eyes flickered and he spoke, but he didn't feel very clearly.
Frowning his brows, Yang Xiao's projection disappeared directly. When he reappeared, he had already run to Kong Xuan's side.
Kong Xuan, who almost exploded Yang Xiao's projection with one slap, suddenly stopped his hand over Yang Xiao's headache. Only a few points away, Yang Xiao's projection worth ten thousand books was almost destroyed.
Even so, Yang Xiao was shaken by the strong wind and fell to the ground.
"I'm talking to the shop owner, can you please stop being so elusive? Besides, if you run out without saying hello, it's easy for others to discover you and think you're an intruder!"
Kong Xuan had a headache. He had never seen a shop owner do this before. He must have just learned it not long ago. He was so good at it.
"Ahem, I will adopt this suggestion, mainly because you reacted too quickly, Prince Ming."
With a slight cough, the projected Yang Xiao, whose face turned pale with fright, stood up.
But at this moment, he felt an inexplicable coldness on his head.
In the bookstore, Yang Xiao, who was looking at the water mirror, was twitching wildly at the corner of his mouth. Come on, why is his hair lost?
When his projection stood up just now, he found that the hair above his head had been blown away by a gust of wind.
The hairstyle he projected at this moment looked very much like a greasy middle-aged bald man in his forties or fifties from later generations.
When the main body saw this, the projection side naturally knew what was going on at the same time, and his face suddenly turned very dark.
The image of our shop owner as a wise and mighty man, let me go, you, Kong Xuan, the instigator, are actually snickering.
After discovering the smile that couldn't be concealed in Kong Xuan's eyes, Yang Xiao gritted his teeth and had the urge to hit him.
"This hairstyle is actually quite good. It makes the shop owner look much more mature."
Seeing Yang Xiao staring at him unkindly, Kong Xuan laughed endlessly.
The black-faced Yang Xiao said angrily: "Yes, you are a big-headed devil. Stop fooling this shop owner. Do you know how to make your hair grow?"
"Reaching the magic power to the head will stimulate the growth of hair follicles, and they will grow naturally." Kong Xuan did not blame Yang Xiao for telling him, and explained.
Yang Xiao nodded, it would be good to have magic power. It turns out that the baldness problem in future generations can be solved so easily. It would be great if those hard-working authors who spend their days and nights working hard to conceive, plot, and code words had magic power.
According to Kong Xuan's statement, Yang Xiao tried it out, but at this moment, he received a system prompt in his head.
"Warmly remind the host that the projected clone is damaged and cannot be repaired."
After hearing what the system said, Yang Xiao was stunned.
No, if it's so deceptive, doesn't it mean that the projection of my shop owner will always have a bald image?
Yang Xiao was speechless. At this time, he had the urge to abandon that projection and replace it with a new one. However, he couldn't bear to part with that 10,000 book currency!
With a book value of 10,000 yuan, that is a quasi-holy treasure!
After struggling for a long time, Yang Xiao gritted his teeth. It couldn't be repaired, right? Then the shop owner would shave it off a little more. A bald head is better than a bald one.
In Daleiyin Temple, Kong Xuan looked at Yang Xiao and wondered why his hair hadn't grown out for a long time. Was the shop owner's qualifications so poor that he didn't know how to use magic?
Just when Kong Xuan was thinking about this, Yang Xiao said: "Prince Ming, do all your hair for me and make it bald."
"I……"
Kong Xuan was stunned. What was the shop owner trying to do? Want to join Buddhism?
Seeing that Kong Xuan was stunned, Yang Xiao said with a dark face: "This shop owner's hair cannot grow, so he looks bald."
Kong Xuan suddenly laughed and followed Yang Xiao's instructions, his hand glowed with light and circled around Yang Xiao's head.
All the remaining hair was broken off one by one and floated away in the wind. The little monk who owned the store was officially born.
Looking at the bald Yang Xiao in a funny way, Kong Xuan suggested: "Would you like some scars?"
"Fuck you, this shop owner is not a real monk." Yang Xiao said with a black face.
While the two were chatting, a golden light suddenly came from not far away, and a skinny old man appeared.
Looking at the opponent's head full of bags, he is definitely a quasi-sage who is not inferior to Tathagata.
There is a saying in Buddhism that the more buns, that is, the bumps on the head, the stronger the person is. Buns are a very noble appearance and a symbol of status.
"Well, Vairocana Buddha, what's the matter?"
Kong Xuan's eyes suddenly turned and fell on the visitor.
The skinny old monk named Vairocana Buddha glanced at Yang Xiao, looking at the clothes that were completely different from those of his ordinary novice monks in Buddhism, and frowned: "This person seems unfamiliar, who is he, and why is he here?"
Vairocana Buddha?
When Vairocana Buddha was looking at him, Yang Xiao was also looking at Vairocana Buddha. After thinking for a moment, a glint suddenly appeared in his eyes.
If he remembered correctly, this seemed to be a traitor from Jie Jiao who came to Buddhism!
During the Conferred God War, Jie Cult discovered two great traitors, the Long-eared Dingguang Immortal and the Pilu Immortal.
The Long-eared Dingguang Immortal went to Buddhism and became the Dingguang Joyful Buddha, while the Vairushi Immortal became the Vairocana Buddha.
The two of them were one of the seven immortals who accompanied the saint back then.
As for Tathagata, he was actually a person who intercepted the teaching back then. He was the chief disciple of that saint, Taoist Duobao.
But he was suppressed by the saint Lao Tzu and was later thrown into Buddhism. This is not entirely a rebellion. The real rebels were Vairocana Buddha and Dingguang Huanxi Buddha in front of him.
"I have thousands of Buddhist disciples, do you know them all? King Ming likes him and has come here to give him some advice. Do you want to intervene?"
While Yang Xiao was thinking wildly, Kong Xuan looked at Vairocana Buddha coldly and his tone was very domineering.
Vairocana Buddha, who knew Kong Xuan's temper, was not angry. He smiled lightly and said, "I am doing it for the safety of my Buddhist family, and I don't want to interfere in King Ming's affairs."
"I'm just a disciple of Buddhism. It's really strange why I don't wear the uniform of my Buddhist sect."
Vairocana Buddha's eyes flickered slightly, and his gaze was like needles, as if he wanted to see through Yang Xiao.
Yang Xiao had never had a good impression of traitors, no matter which side they were from.
This Vairochana Buddha looked at the prisoner in a way that made him very unhappy.
"Ami, watermelon, hair Buddha, Buddha, how were you yesterday?"
Pretending to make a Buddhist salute gesture, Yang Xiao approached Vairocana Buddha.
Looking at Yang Xiao in confusion, Vairocana Buddha's head was full of confusion. The name of the Buddha recited by the novice was so strange. What kind of Buddha is this Amitabha Buddha with watermelon hair? What does it have to do with Amitabha Buddha?
And why did he ask me if yesterday was good? This Buddha was very good, very good. Not only was he good yesterday, he was good today, and he would be even better tomorrow. What a strange little novice monk!
