Seeing the seventeen Arhats come up and suppress this Witch of the Black Mountain, the corners of Dustless 'mouth revealed a trace of a Buddhist proclamation.
He held a Buddhist bow in his hand and chanted the name of Buddha.
"Amitabha. Greetings, Uncle-Masters. Thank you for your help.”
"Amitabha, Martial Nephew is too serious.”The Arhats also held their Buddhist gifts and nodded.
Hidden Tiger Arhat at the side did not know if he could not afford to stay too long with Dustless Master Crazy Ji's original body, Dragon Descending. At this time, he was a little out of tune.
He looked at Dustless with a smile and said.
"Good nephew, you don't have to be so polite. We're a family, and we don't need to speak like two families. Although this is the first time we've met, I've heard your master talk about it for more than ten years, and I've been longing for it for a long time.”
"Now that we're meeting for the first time, don't be too distant.”
"Amitabha, Martial Uncle is right.”When Dustless heard this, he nodded with a smile.
Then, he spread out a hand and looked at the Arhats.
Martial Nephew, why are you doing this?!" When Fu Hu saw Dustless like this, he was immediately somewhat puzzled.
Clearly, he lacked the ways of the world.
"Amitabha. Martial Uncle has already said that this is the first time we've met.”Dustless saw the confusion on Fu Hu's face and smiled, opening his mouth to explain.
"Since that's the case, why don't you all give me the gift you gave me when you first met me more than ten years ago?!”
"Presumably, all of you have remarkable abilities and must have a lot of treasures in your hands. It wouldn't be a problem to casually reward this little monk, right?!”
As he said, a trace of a narrow smile flashed across Dustless 'eyes.
He was not a very generous person.
Just now, these seventeen Arhats had made him shout for help. He still remembered the incident that had tarnished his image.
Although these 17 uncle-masters liked to play, Dustless understood too.
But he couldn't possibly do this every time in the future, right?!
If that was the case, where would his face go?
Why not take advantage of this time to let the seventeen arhats bleed? If they gained benefits, they would restrain themselves next time.
Why not?
Thinking of this, Dustless looked at Subdue Tiger Arhat with an expectant gaze.
" This…" However, Fu Hu was a little dumbfounded.
How could he not want to bestow a pile of treasures in front of his martial nephew and enjoy the admiration of his martial nephew?
But the problem was that he was poor!
Although the Eighteen Arhats were famous and sounded impressive, they were still very powerful.
But in reality, it was also a bitter life.
Usually, they would cultivate and meditate on the Spirit Mountain. When demons invaded the Three Realms, they would have to work together to eliminate the demons.
This wasn't a good job. How could he have the time to collect some treasures?
This was also the reason why Xianglong accepted the order when he heard the Buddha's order to reincarnate.
Look at Crazy Ji now. He had wine and meat to eat every day, and he even took in a talented disciple.
This made them envious.
This was also the reason why Dustless summoned the gods and the other 17 Arhats to come.
On one hand, it was to come out to take a breather. On the other hand, it was that they indeed doted on Dustless, their only descendant.
Otherwise, Crazy Ji would not have handed the Eighteen Arhats God Summoning Spell to Dustless.
But doting was doting, they really had nothing in their hands to give Dustless.
Looking at Dustless's expectant gaze, Fu Hu immediately felt a little numb.
For a moment, he felt a little uneasy.
Fortunately, he had an idea in a hurry. Fu Hu immediately glared angrily and turned his head to look at the black mountain not far away.
"Black Mountain, you've harmed the innocent. Stealing into the mortal world is already a great sin.”
"Now that you're facing me, the 17 Arhats, you still want to struggle and escape? How dare you?!”
As he spoke, he rushed towards the black mountain that was barely holding up in the Buddhist light.
？？？
At this moment, Black Mountain was dumbfounded.
F * ck, what did he do?
He didn't do anything.
This guy was slandering him! Come and take a look! This guy was slandering him!
To be honest, it wasn't just Black Mountain.
Even the other 16 Arhats could not help but shake their heads when they saw Subduing Tiger's expression.
The change of topic was too hard. It was not natural at all.
Just as he was ridiculing in his heart, he discovered that Dustless 'expectant gaze turned to look at them.
His entire body trembled.
Then, the Arhats 'expressions turned solemn as they shouted one after another.
"Fu Hu, let me congratulate you. You won't be able to control this black mountain alone.”
"That's right. We still have to capture him together.”
"Amitabha, this demon is very powerful. Good nephew, we'll talk about this topic later.”
"Black Mountain, give me your life!"
"Use less strength, don't be seen through.”
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Looking at the Eighteen Arhats 'clumsy acting skills, Dustless' face was black.
Did he think he was a fool?
Especially that Fu Hu. That black mountain only blew a mouthful of black wind, and you covered your chest and retreated with a painful expression.
What, is your Arhat Golden Body made of paper?! So brittle?
Only a fool would believe such exaggerated acting skills, right?!
It was just that what Dustless did not expect was...
There was actually a fool who believed it.
It was the Witch of the Black Mountain, who was currently confronting the seventeen Arhats.
Because Arhat Seventeen had gone easy on him, he didn't cause any damage to the black mountain.
This made Black Mountain, who was originally a little terrified, immediately straighten his back.
To put it simply, he had become arrogant.
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