"Master once taught this little monk that those who leave the secular world must not kill. But since we martial monks cultivate the martial path, we should protect ourselves," Qin Shaofeng said.
The man was utterly confused and could not help asking, "Isn't that only natural? If you cultivate the martial path but cannot even protect yourself, then what are you cultivating for?"
Caught up in the situation, he had not sensed anything unusual.
Yet his two companions had both vaguely sensed that something was not right.
The killing intent this young monk had just released did not seem like something a man of religion should possess, did it?
Even some great devils of the Rogue Cultivator world, famed for killing without blinking, might not possess killing intent as terrifying as what he had just released.
That was genuine killing intent, the kind only gained by slaughtering countless people.
At the very least, even if the killing intent of all three of them were combined, it would absolutely not be as terrifying as the killing intent this young monk had just released.
Could he really be a monk who did not kill?
Something about that seemed rather abnormal, did it not?
What his master meant by protecting himself definitely was not what that man had just asked about.
"What you say is very true, benefactor. This monk's master also said that we martial monks should cultivate ourselves and nurture our nature. But if someone deliberately targets us, endure it if you can; if you cannot, kill his entire family, slaughter his whole clan, and kill them by the thousands and tens of thousands. Then, when others hear this monk's name in the future, they will no longer come to throw away their lives. This is called: if I do not