"Interesting. You want me to forgive you?”
Xia Ping raised his eyebrows and looked down at the bandits." I want to ask you a question. When you burned, killed, plundered, slaughtered villages, and plundered treasures, you must have met some old, weak, women, and children who begged for mercy. They also knelt on the ground and begged you for mercy.!”
"This!"
Just these few words stunned the bandits. It was as if a few toads had been stuffed into their mouths. They could not say a word, and their expressions were extremely ugly.
"It looks like there isn't. They knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, but you didn't forgive them.”
Xia Ping stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes indifferent.
"Damn bald monk, you don't want face even though I gave you face, right? I knelt on the ground and begged you for a long time, but you didn't do anything.”
Hearing this, one of the bandit leaders couldn't hold it in any longer and immediately cursed,"If you want to kill me, just do it. I will take responsibility for my actions. I have done many things that involve the destruction of families and clans. These things are all voluntary. So what if you kill me? Eighteen years later, I will be a good man again and become a bandit again…"
Bang!
Before the bandit leader could finish his sentence, Xia Ping struck his head with his palm. In an instant, his entire head exploded like a watermelon, and minced meat flew everywhere.
"Ridiculous. By saying these words, you seem to be very generous. Do you want me to have compassion? I didn't feel any waves in my heart. I even wanted to laugh.”Xia Ping said lightly," Be a mountain bandit then. Don't be a prostitute." Do you think you don't have to pay me back?"
"Brothers, let's fight it out with that damned bald monk. We have the advantage in numbers. I don't believe that he can kill us all by himself.”Seeing this, the bandit leaders knew that this matter would not end peacefully.
It was obvious that this white-robed monk was not a pedantic monk. On the surface, he was a monk, but he had a demonic heart in his heart. He was cruel and merciless.
"Charge! Let's fight it out with this damned bald donkey! After we die, we'll be a good man again eighteen years later!”
"I've lived enough in this life. Even if I die, I'll drag you down with me.”
"Bald monk, go to hell."
The group of bandits were vicious and cruel. They were forced into a corner, and they revealed their true nature. They were like ferocious wolves that could no longer be concealed.
This was the true character of the White-scarved Bandits. Even if they were just ordinary villagers before, they were no longer villagers after walking the path of bandits.
"Anita Buddha."
Xia Ping put his palms together, and the Maha Kasyapa Qi Shield burst out from his body, instantly covering a radius of several hundred meters. A terrifying pressure descended from the sky, producing extremely destructive power.
At this moment, all the bandits within a hundred meters of him stopped in their tracks. Their eyes were wide open, and blood flowed out of their seven orifices. There seemed to be unwillingness and regret in the depths of their pupils.
With just one strike, these mountain bandits were all killed.
A 100-meter-deep pit was immediately formed on the ground. The traces that appeared around it formed the image of a Buddha, emitting waves of Zen.
"My God, the White-scarved Thieves are all dead?!”
Dao Baifeng couldn't even describe her feelings. This white-scarved thief who had caused trouble for many years had actually been exterminated by this white-robed monk just like that. Not a single one of them survived.
However, this white-robed monk was so handsome that any girl would fall in love with him. She did not expect him to be so ruthless.
But she also knew that these bloody bandits deserved to die.
" Huh?!"
Xia Ping's figure flashed, and he immediately appeared in front of the bandit leader, Chen Dong, who had just died. With a wave of his hand, he immediately took out a secret manual from the other party's body. It was the Thirty-Six Hand Capturing Acupoint Pressing Technique.
It was obvious that Chen Dong carried this secret manual with him at all times. This was also very consistent with Chen Dong's suspicious and distrustful personality. He liked to carry the most precious things on himself.
This way, even if something went wrong, he could take away the most precious thing at any time.
"Not bad, it seems that we have gained something this time.”
Xia Ping was instantly very satisfied. The purpose of his visit this time was to obtain the Thirty-Six Hands Capturing Acupoint Pressing Technique from Chen Dong. Now that he had finally succeeded, it could be considered complete.
However, he still searched the entire village to see if there were any other martial arts manuals.
Unfortunately, after searching all the locations, he only found a lot of gold, silver, and jewelry left behind by the bandits. He could not find any other precious martial arts manuals.
Obviously, the 36 Hand Capturing Acupoint Pressing Technique was already the most precious secret manual on Chen Dong.
"Aren't you going to take these gold, silver, and jewelry?”
Dao Baifeng exclaimed in surprise. She realized that the white-robed monk had only taken away the martial arts manual and did not touch the other treasures.
One had to know that the amount of gold and silver was enough to make an ordinary person rich overnight. Even the Baiyi Race was drooling over it, but the white-robed monk ignored it.
"Not interested. How can the so-called gold and silver treasures be more important than martial arts?”
Xia Ping said lightly.
He was the Imperial Advisor of the Tubo Empire, and his title was the Great Wheel Wisdom King. He had been rewarded by the king's daughter, so he did not lack money.
To him, as long as he had enough money, it was enough. No matter how much treasure he had on him, it was useless.
Moreover, he couldn't take away so much gold and silver, so he might as well stay here.
Upon hearing this, Dao Baifeng was impressed. Such behavior was like that of an eminent monk who treated money like dirt.
"Alright, Lady Dao, now that things have come to this, this little monk will bid you farewell.”
Xia Ping said to Dao Baifeng.
"Oh, really? Where do you plan to go?”
Dao Baifeng rolled her eyes and asked calmly.
Dali, Yunnan."
Xia Ping said lightly.
"What a coincidence. I happen to be going to Dali too. Why don't we go together?”
Dao Baifeng blurted out.
"Little girl, what are you trying to do? Don't tell me you want to snatch my man? Let me warn you in advance.”Upon hearing that, Doris immediately became vigilant.
"What are you thinking? This is a monk. How can it be possible between us?”
Dao Baifeng said insincerely.
"Hehe, he's a Tantra monk in the Western Regions. Unlike the monks in the Central Plains, he doesn't mind getting married. So what if there are rules?”
Doris chuckled. She had already made a full plan.
"I see. That's a good idea, but he's a Tantra monk from the Western Regions. No wonder his way of doing things is different from that of the Central Plains.”
Dao Baifeng nodded. She felt that she had obtained more information about the white-robed monk.
"There is indeed something wrong with you.”
Doris glared at Dao Baifeng with murderous intent.
Xia Ping ignored the dispute between the two women and left the village.
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