The purple-shirted old man and Jikong each took a step back. Jikong frowned and looked down at his palms. A layer of black was slowly receding, and the internal energy circulated on its own to drive away the poisonous gas.

The purple-robed old man sneered and struck out with his palm again. Ji Kong stepped forward and punched to meet the attack, but missed his palm and hit the gap.

The two of them immediately got into a fight. The old man in purple shirt wanted to hit him, while Ji Kong avoided the real thing and hit the weak one, but did not want to fight him head-on. His boxing skills were exquisite and he could often hit his weak spots, which made the old man in purple shirt very breathless.

, I wish I could punch Ji Kong to death.

Later, Jikong's punches became faster and faster, and the purple-shirted old man was forced to change his moves halfway through his moves. After a dozen moves, his blood energy swayed, and he looked unstable.

Each of his moves has a way of operating his internal energy. Changing his moves midway is like changing the course of a river. It's fine once or twice, but after a dozen times, his blood energy becomes somewhat disordered.

"Bang!" Jingkong took advantage of his slow movement and suddenly punched his chest, causing the old man in purple to fly out immediately.

Ji Kong's figure was like an arrow. He followed closely behind and hit the purple-shirted old man in the air with another punch. He was knocked away again and hit the pine tree behind him heavily.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the pine needles shook down, and the old man in purple slipped slowly, closed his eyes and passed out.

Zhao Wuji shouted: "Third brother!"

He rushed towards Ji Kong, but was knocked away by Ji Kong's punch. The power of the Arhat Fist became more and more powerful. This punch was thrown at will, but it was infinitely powerful.

"Bang!" Zhao Wuji hit a pine tree and slid down the tree softly, blood spurting from his mouth and his eyes dimmed.

Jikong hummed: "Zhao Wuji, we spared your life, but instead of being grateful, you repaid us with kindness and brought him to harm us. It is really a heinous crime!"

Li Muchan said warmly: "Jikong, forget it, send him to the government."

"Yes, Master." Jingkong responded respectfully, then turned to look at the group of beasts: "Master, how should we deal with them?"

These ferocious beasts are lovable, but they are troublesome to raise. They have to eat as much meat as they want in one meal. Each of them has more food than he can eat. Six tigers, six lions, six leopards and two bears, put together, can eat a lot of meat.

You can eat yourself up in just one meal!

Li Muchan pondered for a moment and said helplessly: "Let them go back to the mountain."

"...Yes." Jikong looked at these beasts unwillingly. He liked these guys very much, but unfortunately he couldn't keep them alive, so he had to let them go.

Li Muchan saluted everyone and walked out slowly. The group of beasts got up and lazily followed behind Li Muchan, following suit.

Everyone moved away one after another to make way for the ferocious beasts, fearing that they might accidentally come to eat them. Seeing them following behind Li Muchan and slowly leaving, everyone dared to comment.

What they talked about the most was why after listening to Master Zhanran's Buddhist scriptures, these beasts were as obedient as kittens and followed him obediently.

This is the truly powerful eminent monk. It is better to meet him than to be famous. Finally, he has seen it. In this way, Buddhism has great supernatural power.

Jikong discussed a few words with Zheng Xiaosi in a low voice, then followed closely, catching up with Li Muchan, and whispered: "Master, I have already told Xiaosi to kill these two guys and leave them alive.

That’s fine.”

"Yeah." Li Muchan nodded: "This can be considered a merit."

"Master, what should we do with these guys?" Jingkong turned his head and looked at the group of beasts behind him excitedly, eager to try.

Li Muchan said: "Do you have the time to take care of them?"

Jing Kong thought about the master's two-month limit. If this progress continued, it would be hard to predict and it would be really dangerous. He could only seize the time.

"...No." He shook his head helplessly.

Li Muchan said: "Then release them into the forest and let them find food on their own."

Jikong said: "I'm afraid they will hurt people. Who can cure so many ferocious guys?"

Li Muchan nodded: "It seems that we need to get rid of their vicious nature."

Jikong said: "How to do it?"

"I will recite Buddhist scriptures for an hour every day to get rid of their hostility." Li Muchan said.

Jikong said: "Is it useful?"

Li Muchan smiled: "You will know after you try it."

They returned to Yuanxin Temple. The temple door was wide open, and the beasts also got in. They lay down on the green brick floor and looked at Li Muchan quietly.

Li Muchan sat on a futon in front of the hall and began to recite Buddhist scriptures. They listened quietly and fell asleep slowly, sleeping soundly.

Li Muchan sighed, the food for these ferocious beasts was indeed a problem. Although there was a mountain with dense forests, the situation in the mountain was already determined. Once they entered, it would definitely cause a big battle. They had to get rid of their hostility first.

Return to the forest.

They all eat meat and cannot be changed to eat grass. If they are not allowed to enter the mountains on their own, they need to provide meat.

In desperation, Li Muchan thought about it and decided that he could only lose money to avoid disaster. After finishing reciting the Buddhist scriptures, he told Jingkong to go to his meditation room to get some silver coins and go to the town to buy some cooked meat.

He needs to cultivate the habit of their mature meat in order to lose their anger. Otherwise, once they are no longer influenced by his Buddhist scriptures, they will return to their original nature.

Seeing that the beasts were sleeping soundly, Jingkong shook his head in wonder, took Li Muchan's money and went to the town, and soon returned with two carts of cooked beef with Zheng Xiaosi.

Their movements awakened the beasts. They looked curiously at the two men at work, bringing the cooked meat to their mouths, but they did not eat it. They always ate raw meat and never cooked meat.

Li Muchan let out a soft whistle, and the beasts understood what he meant, and they all tried to eat, but they spit it out after only a few mouthfuls, which was obviously not to their liking.

Li Muchan shook his head and ignored it, and continued to recite Buddhist scriptures.

Every time he recited an hour, he paused for half an hour, and then recited another hour, and then paused for half an hour, and so on until night.

They all slept soundly at night. In the early morning of the next day, Li Muchan continued to chant sutras, still chanting for an hour and then resting for half an hour, chanting sutras at one breath for seven days.

The next day, the beasts couldn't bear the hunger and began to eat cooked food. After seven days, they got used to it and no longer ate raw meat.

But just a few days after the peaceful days, another master appeared in Donglai Town. This time three masters appeared, all masters. They came to find out the details about Li Muchan.

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