Chapter 1526: The monk (2) Chapter 1526: The monk (2) She made up her mind that if she had the chance, she would definitely get some of the monkâs blood and let the Qing Ming token try.
The others didnât know what she was thinking. After seeing her look at the monk, the White-robed blonde beauty who had a worried expression just now reluctantly said, â
âDonât worry,â Her tone was gentle, but she seemed to be somewhat afraid of this monk.
As he spoke, he shifted his body, and his upper body subconsciously moved away from the monk.
âHaas is a monk who practices asceticism-â
âA monk who practices hard?â Song qingxiao couldnât help but interrupt her.
The gentle beauty didnât mind her attitude. Hearing her question, she nodded patiently and explained, â
âYes, I am. âThe monks within the Federation are divided into two factions. One is the servant of the Lord God, who brings the will of the Lord God to the believers of the Federation. They receive Tributes from the believers and borrow the power of the Lord God to help the believers solve their problems.â
As she said this, she couldnât help but look at the skeletal ghost-like Haas and smiled at him. She then continued,
âThe other type is the ascetics with Haas as their main force.â
When he heard her words, Haasâs expression was blank and he did not react. His dead fish-like eyes did not show any signs of tolerance because of his pain.
It was as if his consciousness had been separated from his body, and he did not care about the pain.
âAscetic monks use their bodies to bear the sins and see their filthy bodies as a form of restraint. Therefore, the thorns on Haasâs body are only a method of cultivation.â
The blonde beauty was extremely gentle and explained to song qingxiaoâs question in a gentle voice, â
their cultivation comes from pain. The more pain they feel, the stronger they become. Therefore, they donât need any treatment.
She seemed to have a good impression of song qingxiaoâs âkind and considerateâ words. She even told her about Haasâs cultivation method in detail.
The others were calm. Even Haas did not refute. Therefore, the method of Haasâs bitter cultivation should not be a big secret among this group of people.
Song qingxiaoâs seemingly random question had revealed the secret of Haasâs cultivation.
Among the twelve people on the train, Haas was an ascetic monk whose strength came from pain.As for the White-robed old man, he used the staff in his hand to cast a strange, magic-like secret technique.
In just a few minutes, song qingxiao had figured out something about the two from No. 12 middle school.
Number one and the others kept the words of the blonde beauty in mind, but they were also wary of song qingxiaoâs means.
âThe ascetic monks are led by Haas?â Song qingxiao didnât care about number one and the others âwariness. Instead, she thought about what the beauty had said and caught the key point in her words.
As soon as she said this, the beauty was stunned.
to think that there are such ignorant people in the Federation! The man in purple who was sitting by the window heard the conversation between song qingxiao and the blonde beauty. He rubbed his long and white fingers together, and his face was full of arrogance and mockery.
Song qingxiao looked at him indifferently. He squinted his eyes and did not hide his disdain. He did not feel embarrassed when he saw song qingxiaoâs gaze. Instead, he sneered coldly.
âIs there anything wrong with what I said?â Song Qing asked in a small voice.
The cold and arrogant man turned his head away, as if he was disdainful to talk to her, as if looking into her eyes was a great gift.
âHaas is indeed the leader of the will among the ascetic monks.â The woman spoke considerately and dissolved the awkwardness brought by the man in purpleâs arrogant attitude.
in the Federation, the ascetics faction has developed for more than 300 years and has become a rather large force. Harris is their God of faith.
âThree hundred years?â Song qingxiao pursed her lips when she heard the womanâs words. âWas he the one who founded the ascetic school?â
The question she asked was unbelievable to the 12 people. Everyone who heard her conversation with the woman seemed to be stunned.
The âpersonâ sitting to the left of song qingxiao did not react.âHeâ seemed to have fallen asleep. Like the black robe, he was covered in a dark blue cloak. It was impossible to tell if he was a man or a woman. There was no movement or life, as if he was dead.
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