Just when Jiang Chen despised others for spitting out the relic, Lin Feng said that such a precious treasure should not be spit out, even if it is pulled out, it is necessary.

On the other side, one of the 48 reception halls of the Buddha Temple.

With the help of Xiaoshan's elixir, Huixing, the elder of the reception hall, has basically recovered from his injuries.

At this moment, he is in the Buddhist hall in the temple, chanting scriptures and reciting Buddha's name.

After chanting, he opened his eyes and shook his head slightly. ✾

He felt that he was a little ridiculous.

Wasn't he abused by a monk named "Zhang Hu" and a big white tiger?

The Buddhist sect emphasizes not being angry or angry. Because of this, he hated all tiger monsters and monks with "tiger" in their names, which was really inconsistent with his image as a monk.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, this should be my karma." Huixing realized.

Such cause, such result.

Now think about it, maybe he had a feud with "tiger" in his previous life? Being abused this time, it can be regarded as a cause and effect.

Huixing smiled with satisfaction, proud of his understanding.

Although there are many elders in the Buddha Temple, there are not many monks like him who can see through the illusion and get a glimpse of cause and effect in a short time.

"Elder, there is another foreign monk coming." A little monk came to inform.

Huixing nodded and got up from the cushion.

He walked out of the Buddhist hall slowly, and saw the monk who had just entered the reception hall with a sad face and a gloomy face.

"Donor, your forehead is black, I am afraid there will be a blood disaster!"

Huixing was in a good mood and planned to save this person.

Hearing this, the monk trembled immediately.

He quickly stepped forward, grabbed Huixing's back, and said: "What the monk said is very true! I have not only had a blood disaster recently, but also a blood disaster almost every day! Does the monk have a solution?"

Huixing said nothing, just pointed to the heart of the monk.

"Master, what you mean is..." After a little thought, the monk's eyes lit up: "I want to be tough, fearless, brave and forward, and never compromise?"

"No."

Hui Xing shook his head and smiled: "What I mean is that you have to follow your heart, which is cowardly."

"..."

Instantly, the monk was at a loss for words.

"Donor, this is my experience."

Hui Xing smiled faintly and said: "There are countless monks in the world. Some monks are born with strong physiques, and some monks are born with a good father. Instead of thinking about how to change fate, ordinary monks like me should follow their hearts. At least they can live happily."

After studying this sentence carefully, the monk's eyes gradually lit up.

Following your heart is not cowardly.

Following your heart, you seek to live happily.

He realized it!

He thought he was cowardly enough, but in fact, he was extremely disgusted with cowardice, so he would struggle every day.

If you accept your cowardice calmly, all the frustration will disappear!

"Master, your words have opened my eyes. Please accept my greeting!" The monk bowed deeply, quite grateful.

"Haha, I am a monk, and I never care about these empty formalities."

Huixing quickly helped the monk up.

He smiled again, still with a smile on his face, but he spread his hands in front of the monk.

Staring at the fat hand in front of him for a long time, the monk realized it again!

So the meaning of this move is that monks don't care about empty formalities, but care about real formalities?

"I was in a hurry this time, and I didn't bring any valuable items. I only have some poison pills to show my gratitude." The monk handed over a few poison pills of high grade, with a slightly embarrassed expression.

Huixing's face also darkened.

Poison pills?

Why does he, a monk, need poison pills?

Hmm? Wait!

There are actually sixth-grade poison pills? !

Pills of this level, even if they are poison pills, are worth a lot if they are sold!

"Thank you, benefactor. I am also doing this to promote Buddhism." Huixing happily put away the pills.

Adhering to the principle of giving back, he still reminded: "Donor, remember to follow your heart, otherwise you may be in danger!"

The monk nodded and kept this in mind.

"By the way, I don't know your name, and why do you come to this Buddha Temple?" Huixing asked again.

"I am Zhang Hu, a true disciple of Jiuyan Sect Jiufeng. This time I came to the Buddha Temple to find Xiaoshan, the first true disciple of Dan Guta." The monk answered honestly.

"Oh, it turns out to be Zhang... Zhang what?!" Huixing was shocked.

"Zhang Hu."

"... What tiger?"

"Zhang Hu."

"..."

After confirming that he had heard it correctly, Huixing's expression suddenly darkened.

Zhang Hu, here comes another Zhang Hu! And he claims to be from Jiuyan Sect Jiufeng?

He understood instantly that the person in front of him might be...

"Haha, I was wondering why you were so generous and gave me a sixth-grade elixir! So that's it, you are Jiang Chen!" Huixing thought he had seen through the truth.

"What? I am Jiang Chen?" Zhang Hu pointed at his nose and was stunned.

"Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen, you are really stupid! Your biggest mistake is that you said you are the true disciple of Jiuyan Sect Jiufeng! And, you didn't bring a tiger monster with you!" Huixing seemed to have a pearl of wisdom in his hand, and his expression was proud.

"What...what do you mean?" Zhang Hu was even more confused.

"The only person in Jiuyan Sect who can easily take out a sixth-grade elixir, apart from the top leaders, is you, the young master of the Jiang family! Since you pretended to be Zhang Hu, you didn't even bring a tiger, do you think I'm stupid? And, as far as I know, there is no one named Zhang Hu among the true disciples of Jiuyan Sect Jiufeng!" Huixing analyzed carefully.

"..."

Zhang Hu was completely dumbfounded.

The sixth-grade poison pill was given by Xiao Hongyi.

Worried about his low success rate of poisoning, Xiao Hongyi gave him most of the poison pills she had refined recently.

As for bringing a tiger?

Who said that if he was called Zhang Hu, he had to bring a tiger? If so, wouldn't a cultivator named Zhang Long have to bring a dragon?

As for his true identity, it was obvious that the Buddha Temple had not kept up with the news!

Or, was Xiao Hongyi too lazy to announce it?

In any case, this was a far-fetched argument!

Zhang Hu was angry and felt that Huixing was deliberately making things difficult for him.

But if he left, he would not be able to complete Xiao Hongyi's task. In order to survive, he would have to betray the sect and spend the rest of his life being hunted down.

He didn't want to bear this kind of consequence.

Because although Jiang Chen beat him and the crazy people bullied him, he always regarded Jiuyan Sect as his home!

"Master, calm down." Taking a deep breath, Zhang Hu swore directly to the sky: "God, if I were Jiang Chen, I would live like a maggot in my life, and after death, my bones would be crushed and ashes would be scattered. I would be reincarnated as livestock, and countless reincarnations would not have a good death!"

"Hiss!"

So cruel?

Huixing took a breath of cold air!

Cultivators don't swear randomly, especially this kind of oath witnessed by the heaven.

Although the heaven is not idle and will pay attention to what oath a cultivator makes, if this oath is false, it is very likely to plant a demon in your heart, thus limiting your cultivation.

"Are you really not Jiang Chen?" Huixing confirmed.

"No." Zhang Hu's expression was firm, and he said in a loud voice: "Although Jiang Chen and I are my senior brother, we are on different paths of good and evil, and we have never dealt with each other!"

"Really?" Huixing asked again.

"More true than the scriptures!"

"..."

After a short silence, Huixing suddenly laughed.

He laughed arrogantly and asked loudly: "Since you are not Jiang Chen, why do you dare to call me Zhang Hu? Do you think I am not worthy of your respect?!"

"???"

Zhang Hu was confused.

His name was given by his parents, how can it be related to Jiang Chen?

"Zhang Hu, ah Zhang Hu, do you know where you are wrong?" Huixing smiled cruelly.

"Gu."

Swallowing hard, Zhang Hu shook his head.

"First, you should not be called Zhang Hu, because I hate this name recently. Second, if you don't say that you don't get along with Jiang Chen, I really don't dare to do anything to you. After all, Jiang Chen is your senior brother. If I want to touch you, I will provoke the Jiang family. But now..."

Speaking of this, Huixing put his hands together and shouted: "Evil creature, give me your life!!"

After that, he activated the Buddhist skills in his body, and immediately turned into a golden body, and beat Zhang Hu!

Zhang Hu was defeated and his head was broken and bleeding in an instant.

He thought that his bloody disaster would happen when he poisoned Xiao Shan, but he didn't expect it to happen now!

"Bald donkey, you wait!!"

After saying this, Zhang Hu used all his strength to move his body and disappeared in a flash.

"Top-grade body?"

Hui Xing was stunned, and then sneered: "You run pretty fast! Buddha, please don't let me see you again!"