In every battle over the past year, I tried my best to let Yu Ni and A Xue fight and hide aside to watch the show. However, this show is not leisurely because I have been secretly evaluating myself. What would happen if I had been fighting?How should I defeat the enemy?
This is my practice, and I proceed slowly and cautiously.After leaving the East China Sea, I never had the chance to fight against enemies above level 6, and I had no way to test it. I had long wanted to find an opportunity that was not in public to try my skills. However, Bi'anka is not a good test subject, because unless I am willing to kill someone to silence her, attacking her with the hell lustful god is equivalent to exposing my trump card to all enemies... Furthermore, looking at her battle with A Xue, maybe I might be killed if I was killed.
So, this ending was really good. Two strange men with wide robe suddenly appeared, blocking her way to attack me with a proud halberd.
...Berserker?
I vaguely heard Bi'anka say this, making my previous similar judgment, but I soon discovered the clues, because these two strangers in wide robe stood silently like stones, like wooden carvings, and looked like they could be slaughtered. However, the yellow robe on their bodies was automatically windless, and gold light appeared, showing that the true energy flowed all over their bodies, and the authentic Buddhist hard skills had been used throughout their bodies.
The resistance of the Golden Bell Cover is well-known all over the world. Judging from the fact that they were able to beat Bi'anka just now, they must be famous experts in Cihang Jingdian. However, with this alone, it is not enough to calm Bi'anka's hatred and anger, so another invisible pressure began to emerge.
(And there are ambushers? Eighteen Arhats in Cihang Jingtang?)
The invisible pressure comes from all directions, clearly allowing us to feel the fact that we are surrounded. A Xue and Yu Ni also returned to me respectively. The racing stadium in the distance was also disturbed by the changes here, and more and more people gathered, clearly showing that it was not suitable to continue fighting... These things accumulated, and finally made the elf girl in the silver armor temporarily detain her murderous intention.
John Farrell, don't be proud, sooner or later...
The clamor before leaving was a common habit for everyone who was unwilling to let it go, but I wouldn't give her this opportunity. Halfway through Bi'anka's speech, I compared her middle finger to her, and she was still shaking up and down arrogantly.
I think this must be very exciting to Bi'anka, because her delicate body wrapped in armor actually trembled slightly, but it's a pity that she couldn't see her anger, otherwise she would have a very vivid beauty.But she didn't say anything more, summoned the elf beast back and left on the crystal lion. Although she didn't say anything, we all know that during the racing game, we must have a chance to meet each other... Of course, this also symbolizes another battle.
(So that's it, Phoenix refers to this...)
When Bianka left, I had time to remember Phoenix's last mention.
‘Among the drivers participating this time, there is one who has a long-standing grudge with you with your handsome brother. Haha, that’s a little beauty who you personally develop. Enjoy it!’
The list of contestants participating in the car race is easy to check. Phinex is not a prophecy. However, it seems that it is really easy to enjoy this little beauty according to the current situation. The flower that Phinex threw is really full of sharpness, and it hurts no matter how hard it is to touch it.
After a wave of smooth flow and a wave of ups and downs, Bi'anka left, but the two golden muscular men in front of him came, as well as their sixteen brothers hiding in the dark.
The feeling of surround was not lifted. The Eighteen Arhat Formation of the God of Light was shaking the loess. Even if I had A Xue and Yu Ni as helpers, unless A Xue could use the Big Sun Mirror again, she would still not be able to rush out.Of course, if A Xue and Yu Ni were sacrificed here, it would be fine to break the Eighteen Arhat Formation, but this transaction is too much of a loss and will not be included in the option.
The two golden arhats chanted the Buddha's name, waved their hands politely to me, and asked me to go with them.Overall, the etiquette is quite thoughtful, and it is not cost-effective to break through. I was about to explain to Axue and Yu Ni, and followed these monks to take a look, but I didn't know that several balls suddenly rolled to their feet and burst into smoke in the sky, without seeing their five fingers.
Don’t be afraid, I’m back to save you!Come out with me quickly!
The sound of ghosts roaring was Mao Yan'an, but when will this bad middle-aged man not come back? He came back at this critical moment and threw smoke bombs. Axue and Yu Ni didn't know what I planned. As soon as they were covered by the smoke, they rushed out with Mao Yan'an. Of course, the eighteen Arhats outside had to stop them, and the group started fighting in a row.
This smoke bomb was made by me using the recipe inside the yellow crystal. It cannot be dispersed by the wind or rain. It is super effective when saving your life and escaping, so it gave Mao Yan'an a powerful tool for escape. But one troublesome disadvantage is that even I can't do anything about it when I quickly clear the clouds and see the sun.
The surroundings were fighting in a mess, and Axue and Yu Ni gathered together. If they rushed out, I would be beaten by the Eighteen Arhats alone, which would be a big problem.Forced by helplessness, I, who originally wanted to use static, was forced to break out and sneak out first.
In order to retain my strength, in the past year, the most common thing I did in battle was to escape in the chaos, so I had rich experience in using the smoke to escape, and soon left the noise behind my head and ran out without anyone spotting it... But when I discovered it, I was completely dispersed with my companions.
As I walked and thought, I wanted to leave the racing stadium through the side door. Although there was a door lock, it was not a problem that Baiguiwan could easily cut off the heavy lock with just one cut.
(What is the uncle doing? He throws smoke bombs when he sees us surrounded? He didn't do it on purpose, right? Although judging from the scene, it's reasonable...)
Looking back at the back, no companions followed. I was a little hesitant to sneak back and take a look, and help me while I was in trouble, but just as I thought about this, a Buddha's name came from the front.
Amitabha!
When I looked up, I was shocked. At some point in front of me, a bald thief with long eyebrows appeared silently three feet in front of me, and would bump into me if I accidentally did.
Donor, a person has bad fate and good fate in his life.
The thief spoke calmly, his head was very bright, but not bright, his long eyebrows drooped on the left and right, and his whole body was strange, with a thin and tall figure, which looked like he had been squeezed out of moisture all over his body, and his face looked extremely old. He was wearing a gray and old monk robe, and stood there silently, before he could speak, his face full of sorrow, just like a beggar more than a beggar, which made people unable to help throwing the change at him.
However, Buddhist strangers often have strange appearances. Last time, Master Ku was kind-hearted, and this time the beggar monk was thin and shriveled. It seems that he should be an important figure in Cihang Jing Temple, especially waiting to intercept me here.According to speculation, it may be the three great arhats of the Xin generation and the brothers of Master Ku, so I don’t know whether they are ignorant or hatred.
Whether it is a bad fate or a good fate, it is absolutely impossible to bet on alms.Hello, monk, what do you call Master Ku?What are your attempts to stay here?
I was thinking about how to deal with it, and I was thinking about how to deal with it, to see if I was to summon the god of hell, take a risky battle, kill people to silence them, or just rely on words to pass the level.Although this monk is thin, he doesn’t seem to be old. If he is only a generation of master’s disciples, and I am frightened by him like this, how can I be a human being in the future?
(Well, let’s try him with the elf. If he is killed so simply, it means he is just that. Just silence him.)
I made up my mind and was about to take action secretly, but the deafening roar from behind made me give up my plan to take action, because Bi'anka's follower made me need to transfer the target of the battle.
The great monk did not stand in front of me like the Eighteen Arhats, which means that he had no intention to stop Bi'anka's attack, or he had no ability to stop him, and might even want to use a knife to kill someone and use Bi'anka to kill me.Anyway, I have to rely on myself.
When Bi'anka rode a crystal lion, he slowly waved the Fangtian painting halberd in his hand and forced me step by step. The silver-white armor emitted a faint firefly. I was about to summon the god of hell, and suddenly had a strange premonition in my heart.
Just like the crystal lion is not the true face of this elf beast, Bi'anka's real kung fu must not be this Fangtian Painting Ji. After practicing hard for the past two years, Bi'anka is likely to develop stronger and sharper martial arts, but it is not easy to show in front of people. If I am careless, I will be sure to die after the fight.
(But...What exactly is Bi'anka's secret weapon? A hidden weapon? Or a magic?)
I dare not take this question lightly, because one negligence may kill you. It’s a pity that I didn’t have the opportunity to pursue the truth, because just as the Bi'ankaze lion approached, the beggar bald thief who couldn’t move behind me suddenly took action.
I didn't deliberately block it in front of me, just because there was no need. Although I didn't see how the monk took action, a soft but brilliant white light suddenly appeared behind me, like the great rotation of the Falun, illuminating the four directions.
(This, what I have seen in this Buddha light is...)
The soft sacred aura shines everywhere, driving away all evil and ominous auras. I have seen this scene not long ago. It was a sign of Master Ku's unique skills when he competed with Yu Ni, using Cihang Jingtan's unique skills. However, the Buddha's light at this time was ten times stronger than Master Ku's when he was cast. Wherever he sutras, it turned into colorful glass flames, and bloomed with lotus flowers, which was a sign of fierce moves.
The magical skill of the head of Cihang Jing Palace·Tagata's magical palm!
The ground burst sounded, as if dozens of huge pythons quickly drilled into the ground, and a thick bulge of half a foot in diameter exploded on the ground. Then it triggered the earth's energy and exploded the ground within a radius of five feet. The bright golden light was blooming, and the thick earth and stone storm surged wildly, but did not directly attack Bi'anka, but instead stirred up a violent earth and stone vortex. In Bi'anka's scream, she and the lion were thrown out from afar, and sent her to the ground dozens of feet away. She landed in a mess, but did not suffer any substantial damage.
I have heard from someone that this move is called Fodongshanhe. It usually uses the power of earth and rock explosion to kill enemies, not the storm of earth and rock to sweep people out. If the explosion of earth and rocks and palm power that broke out of the ground just now attacked Bi'anka, no matter how strong her armor was, she would inevitably be injured.
However, although Bi'anka was defeated in a miserable way, she was actually an excellent warrior with great strength in the sixth level. This great monk could use the Tathagata's magic palm to trick her at will, like teasing a child. His martial arts skills were already at the seventh level... No, there was even the possibility of an extremely high level of cultivation like the eighth level.
The Master’s Magical Arts also have the possibility of occasionally passing one or two gestures to the elders, but such power is combined with the Master’s Magical Arts... When that only possibility appears in my mind, I find my voice trembling and I ask politely.
That...that... dare not ask the master's name...
Amitabha Buddha, the Dharma name of the Sin Chan of the Silent Palace of Cihang, is the original abbot of the Cihang Jingdian. Admiral Farrell has made a great name in recent years. I believe he knows Lao Na's name and purpose.
There was a buzzing sound in my mind, and only the word "fuck" was heard repeatedly. I actually met the enemy leader here. I counted the powerful enemies on the table. In addition to the Black Dragon King and the Venerable of Ten Thousand Beasts, I was the strongest with the Xin Zen thief. But I actually met him when I had no helper. Now he would definitely be killed and silenced.
Judging from Xin Chan's martial arts, if I want to kill me, it will be easy. No matter how confident I am to the hell god of lust, I am not so arrogant that I can take the blow of the Tathagata's magic palm. But I can't figure out why Xin Chan has not taken action yet.With my threat to him, he couldn't not want to kill me. In fact, he might have stood by and killed someone with Bi'anka just now.
(Why doesn't he do it? What is this hypocrite scrupulous?)
The answer was soon revealed. A man turned out from the corridor behind Xin Chan, first bowed to Xin Chan and walked towards me.
John, it’s great that you are safe. I was talking about you with my mentor nearby. When I found that you had a conflict with someone, I rushed over immediately.
Fang Zai, thank you so much. I really hope you can arrive earlier, so I don’t have to worry so much.
Actually, I hope Fang Zai, you have eyes behind you, because if there is, you will see that the look of your master looking at me is really weird, so... unfriendly.
With this too upright disciple present, Monk Xinchan must maintain the image of a monk and cannot do anything to me. Fang Qingshu explained to me that the murder of Elder Zhishan is very important. In addition, the Black Dragon Society Ninja Army has sneaked into the Gorgeous Flower Federation. Xinchan is worried that as a witness, I was plotted against, so I went south with the Eighteen Arhats. On the one hand, I tracked the movements of the Black Dragon Society Ninja Army, and on the other hand, it is for my safety.
(Believe you, I will soon become a ghost. For my safety? I am afraid that the Black Dragon will endure the army’s ineffective work, so I will come down to find an opportunity to silence me, right?)
In any case, Fang Qingshu is here, Xinchan loses the opportunity to take action, and he and I can only wear a mask together and have the so-called polite conversation.
When Xin Chan asked about the murder of the elder Zhishan on Fengling Island, I completely told him that he was not aware of it. Xin Chan obviously did not believe it and persuaded him kindly. I pushed the matter to Xin Deng and Yu Hong, saying that I had promised them that without their consent, I would not say anything even if I knew it.
Later, when talking about the threat of the Black Dragon Association, Xinchan said that I had been hostile to the Black Dragon Association and knew the details of the Black Dragon Association. I wanted to ask me for a secret discussion and ask me for the situation of the Black Dragon Association. I even said that I dare not, and asked him to ask Li Huamei for advice directly. Then I also said that the Black Dragon Association ninja army came to the Golden Flower Federation, and that it would have something to do. It is very likely that I would snipe us. I hope I would move to the branch temple of Cihang Jing Temple and receive protection. If I would agree to this, I would jump into the death trap myself. God knows whether the monk in the temple would suddenly become a ninja and stab me in the back.
The donor refused, but I couldn't be strong, but the connection between Master Zhishan and Junior Brother Ku was in trouble. The people inside the Jing Palace were angry, and even Master Xinjian made an exception and asked. Maybe they would go down the mountain in person soon to sweep the Black Dragon Society Nervous Army. At that time, the donor's safety will be truly guaranteed.
The Sword God Ni is one of the five strongest people in the world and the number one master of the God of Light!
I heard that this person might have gone down the mountain in person, a hint of fear flashed through my heart, but on the surface, I was still calm and polite.
Anyway, thank you for your kindness, but before my defense lawyer... Oh, no, I can't accept anything or say more before Mr. Xindeng and Miss Yuhong come forward.
A secret talk turned into a simple verbal tug-of-war. The atmosphere would definitely not be much better, but aside from the sense of crisis I endured, this opportunity is actually very rare. I can meet the enemy leader up close and observe carefully the feeling he gave me. After all, if it was in ordinary circumstances, as I was, I would never have the opportunity to meet the leader of the thief bald group alone.
Monk Xinchan has been in charge of Cihang Jing Hall for more than ten years. Since I was a little ghost, I have been famous all over the world. But compared to his reputation, he himself looks kind and is not impatient. His squinting eyes are almost impossible to open, and he covers his two long eyebrows, like a thin old dog waiting to die, completely harmless. When he looked at it, it was much different from the image of a Taoist monk in people's mouth, especially after being mumbled for a long time, it was better to see an old beggar begging me, making people feel annoyed and want to send him out sooner...
Amitabha, donor... donor, why did you take out copper coins in your hand?Is there anything wrong?
Ah?Why did I automatically pay for it from my pocket?This... the great monk's magic trick Ah!Uh, no, it’s because the master’s personality is too strong, so I can’t help it…uh…this…
I hesitated and couldn't find the right words, but Fang Qingshu turned around and smiled. Looking at that look, I must not be the first victim of this demon monk. No wonder Cihang Jingdian flourished after taking over the leadership of Xinchan, and his wealth has not been scarce for many years.
Amitabha Buddha, donor, all good and evil are fate, and a person has good and evil fate in his life.Guli recited strangely and said in a heart-chan: Qingshu, stay outside and don’t let others come in. The teacher should talk to Farrell donor.
Farrell donor?This is really awkward title. But now it is not the time to care about the last quarter, because my biggest life-saving talisman responded and walked out without looking back, leaving me alone to face the big boss of the bald thieves.
(Fang Zai, this fool, actually left me so much that no one was seen. He only left me. This is called "Bao Fu" and shouldn't be a vengeance, right?)
I comforted myself like this, but I had no confidence at all. After all, Xin Chan just put his Tathagata palm on my forehead and killed me in an instant. Then I told you that a black dragon army suddenly emerged from the shadow. After killing people, I ran so fast that there was no one in sight. Even if Fang Qingshu suspected, he couldn't do anything.
Donor, a person has good fate and bad fate in his life...
I went back to the first sentence, but this time it was much more severe. Xinchan said that although I pushed everything completely, everyone in the world knows that I am a cadre of the Black Dragon Society. If I don’t stop, the final result will be full of evil.
Haha, the monk is good at prosecuting the crime. Do you say I am from the Black Dragon Society? Is there any evidence?It’s not that the Black Dragon King told you in person, right?Then I also said that you colluded with the Black Dragon Association, is this OK?
It would be meaningless to say too much hypocritical and polite words. I simply made it clear, so that both parties would not be able to continue to pretend like this while wearing masks, and they would still go around in circles until dark.
Bald! You don't mind that I call you that, do you? I have always spoken straightforwardly. Now you have the final say on how to assign a crime. I am a little bit less, and no one believes it even if I say it. But I would like to advise you, what kind of activities you have with the Black Dragon King, and what you want to do if you organize Jingmin Chan? In fact, I have no interest in interfering. If you are willing to spend money to bribe me, I can even think that I don’t know anything.
I said: But if you insist on forcing the tiger to jump over the wall, I will not sit still and wait for death. The evidence that you colluded with the Black Dragon, what conspiracy you have made in the Southern Barbarians and the Snake Clan, and the fact that you secretly murdered the uncle in order to maintain the position of the leader, I can not only show it, but also have evidence. Don’t underestimate the possibility of both jade and stone burning!
I couldn't tell how much effect this intimidation had. After hearing this, Xin Chan just closed his eyes and said nothing, as if he was thinking about something. His whole body looked like an old tree and dead tree, making it difficult to see his joys and anger. After a long time, he opened his eyes, as if he had not heard what I had said at all, and said lightly that as long as I promised something, I could leave freely.
What's up?Isn't it because I want to swallow my sword or put it in a pan?You are a big conspirator after all. If you kill me here, your mask will not be saved.
Amitabha Buddha, the old monk doesn’t ask for much, as long as the young donor listens to the old monk reciting a sutra, it is enough.
I have no choice but to agree to this situation. No matter how much I say, it is better to ask me to listen to him to recite a scripture than to ask me to take him into a tadagata palm. Although there are supernatural powers such as lion roar in Buddhist martial arts, this kind of martial arts that hurt people with sound waves is extremely loud and it is impossible to hide it from Fang Qingshu. I have no other way to go, so I just bet on this game.
When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practiced the deep Prajna Paramita, he saw that the five aggregates were empty and he could overcome all sufferings...
He is worthy of being the number one hypocrite on the loess land. The monk is very stunning when he recites scriptures, with his palms in his hands and kind eyes. The chanting scriptures he recites are heard in his ears, and the power of the light mantra he emits when he sings makes people feel as if he is above colorful clouds, bathing in the sunlight and fragrant wind, warm and comfortable.
Sariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form; feeling, thinking, action, and consciousness are also like this...
I was always wary of Xin Zen taking advantage of the scriptures or using some magic light to attack, but I still miscalculated it. I never thought that after a few words of scriptures, I felt like I was immersed in a bucket of warm water, and my limbs and bones could not produce any strength. What's worse, the magic power accumulated in my body gradually disappeared with the sound of chanting the scriptures.
Sariputra is the empty appearance of all dharmas, which are neither born nor destroyed, nor destroyed, nor dirt, nor increasing or decreasing; therefore, there is no color in the air, no feeling, thought, action, or consciousness, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind, no color, sound, fragrance, taste, touch, or Dharma; there is no eye world, even the realm of consciousness, no ignorance, no ignorance, no end of ignorance, no old age and death, no end of old age and death, no suffering, accumulation, extinction, path, no wisdom and no gain...
The sound of chanting the scriptures changed from slow to rapid, and every word was as quick as a woodpecker knocking on the tree. It could be heard clearly and clearly. Every time I recited a word, my magic was eliminated, which made me sweat flowing behind me. My whole body seemed to be trapped in an endless nightmare. No matter how anxious I wanted to move, I couldn't move.
Purely in theory, magic power is also a kind of energy accumulation. As long as it is energy, it can use energy resonances with opposite qualitative properties to offset each other. But this is only a purely theoretical statement. In the past, I have never heard of anyone who can use chanting scriptures to transform the magic power of a craftsman by simply chanting scriptures. If he can achieve this level, he will definitely be able to reorganize the internal energy of a craftsman by chanting scriptures. This ability is really terrifying.
(This bald method is so stingy. If he continues like this, I can't hold on for long. I need to quickly restore the control of my body, and at least block my ears with my hands...)
I thought this way, but it was not that easy to put it into practice. Monk Xinchan is the head of Cihang Jing Temple. He has experienced countless experiences in casting spells throughout his life. The depth of magic is far beyond me. I have no way to avoid this kind of positive competition of energy. His whole mind is steadily overwhelmed by him. No matter how I bit the tip of my tongue, my whole body is paralyzed and I can't move.
Because of what I have obtained, Bodhisattvas have no worries in their minds, no worries, no fear, and are far away from inverted dreams and ultimately Nirvana.All the Buddhas of the three ages have obtained Aphrata Samyaksambodhi by relying on the Prajna Paramita. Therefore, they know that Prajna Paramita is a great mantra, a great bright mantra, a supreme mantra, and a mantra without any other means, which can eliminate all sufferings, and are true and not false...
The chanting of the scriptures is about to end. Seeing that the thief's bald vicious plan is about to succeed, a commotion suddenly came from outside, as if someone was breaking out here and was in a conflict with Fang Qingshu.This change was very beneficial to me, and I was secretly happy, but the bald thief was also alert and accelerated the rhythm of chanting. At the critical moment of life and death, a voice sounded behind me.
Master!
The crisp and anxious voice told me that Ah Xue had arrived, and she felt relieved, but she heard the chanting of scriptures turning into a scream of surprise.
Ah！
The mind that was originally focused on reciting scriptures suddenly stopped reciting scriptures and looked behind me with extremely shocked and confused eyes; I was lucky enough to be free from the disaster, and suddenly felt an ominous feeling in my mind.
(Uh, is this reinforcement really coming right?)
This is my practice, and I proceed slowly and cautiously.After leaving the East China Sea, I never had the chance to fight against enemies above level 6, and I had no way to test it. I had long wanted to find an opportunity that was not in public to try my skills. However, Bi'anka is not a good test subject, because unless I am willing to kill someone to silence her, attacking her with the hell lustful god is equivalent to exposing my trump card to all enemies... Furthermore, looking at her battle with A Xue, maybe I might be killed if I was killed.
So, this ending was really good. Two strange men with wide robe suddenly appeared, blocking her way to attack me with a proud halberd.
...Berserker?
I vaguely heard Bi'anka say this, making my previous similar judgment, but I soon discovered the clues, because these two strangers in wide robe stood silently like stones, like wooden carvings, and looked like they could be slaughtered. However, the yellow robe on their bodies was automatically windless, and gold light appeared, showing that the true energy flowed all over their bodies, and the authentic Buddhist hard skills had been used throughout their bodies.
The resistance of the Golden Bell Cover is well-known all over the world. Judging from the fact that they were able to beat Bi'anka just now, they must be famous experts in Cihang Jingdian. However, with this alone, it is not enough to calm Bi'anka's hatred and anger, so another invisible pressure began to emerge.
(And there are ambushers? Eighteen Arhats in Cihang Jingtang?)
The invisible pressure comes from all directions, clearly allowing us to feel the fact that we are surrounded. A Xue and Yu Ni also returned to me respectively. The racing stadium in the distance was also disturbed by the changes here, and more and more people gathered, clearly showing that it was not suitable to continue fighting... These things accumulated, and finally made the elf girl in the silver armor temporarily detain her murderous intention.
John Farrell, don't be proud, sooner or later...
The clamor before leaving was a common habit for everyone who was unwilling to let it go, but I wouldn't give her this opportunity. Halfway through Bi'anka's speech, I compared her middle finger to her, and she was still shaking up and down arrogantly.
I think this must be very exciting to Bi'anka, because her delicate body wrapped in armor actually trembled slightly, but it's a pity that she couldn't see her anger, otherwise she would have a very vivid beauty.But she didn't say anything more, summoned the elf beast back and left on the crystal lion. Although she didn't say anything, we all know that during the racing game, we must have a chance to meet each other... Of course, this also symbolizes another battle.
(So that's it, Phoenix refers to this...)
When Bianka left, I had time to remember Phoenix's last mention.
‘Among the drivers participating this time, there is one who has a long-standing grudge with you with your handsome brother. Haha, that’s a little beauty who you personally develop. Enjoy it!’
The list of contestants participating in the car race is easy to check. Phinex is not a prophecy. However, it seems that it is really easy to enjoy this little beauty according to the current situation. The flower that Phinex threw is really full of sharpness, and it hurts no matter how hard it is to touch it.
After a wave of smooth flow and a wave of ups and downs, Bi'anka left, but the two golden muscular men in front of him came, as well as their sixteen brothers hiding in the dark.
The feeling of surround was not lifted. The Eighteen Arhat Formation of the God of Light was shaking the loess. Even if I had A Xue and Yu Ni as helpers, unless A Xue could use the Big Sun Mirror again, she would still not be able to rush out.Of course, if A Xue and Yu Ni were sacrificed here, it would be fine to break the Eighteen Arhat Formation, but this transaction is too much of a loss and will not be included in the option.
The two golden arhats chanted the Buddha's name, waved their hands politely to me, and asked me to go with them.Overall, the etiquette is quite thoughtful, and it is not cost-effective to break through. I was about to explain to Axue and Yu Ni, and followed these monks to take a look, but I didn't know that several balls suddenly rolled to their feet and burst into smoke in the sky, without seeing their five fingers.
Don’t be afraid, I’m back to save you!Come out with me quickly!
The sound of ghosts roaring was Mao Yan'an, but when will this bad middle-aged man not come back? He came back at this critical moment and threw smoke bombs. Axue and Yu Ni didn't know what I planned. As soon as they were covered by the smoke, they rushed out with Mao Yan'an. Of course, the eighteen Arhats outside had to stop them, and the group started fighting in a row.
This smoke bomb was made by me using the recipe inside the yellow crystal. It cannot be dispersed by the wind or rain. It is super effective when saving your life and escaping, so it gave Mao Yan'an a powerful tool for escape. But one troublesome disadvantage is that even I can't do anything about it when I quickly clear the clouds and see the sun.
The surroundings were fighting in a mess, and Axue and Yu Ni gathered together. If they rushed out, I would be beaten by the Eighteen Arhats alone, which would be a big problem.Forced by helplessness, I, who originally wanted to use static, was forced to break out and sneak out first.
In order to retain my strength, in the past year, the most common thing I did in battle was to escape in the chaos, so I had rich experience in using the smoke to escape, and soon left the noise behind my head and ran out without anyone spotting it... But when I discovered it, I was completely dispersed with my companions.
As I walked and thought, I wanted to leave the racing stadium through the side door. Although there was a door lock, it was not a problem that Baiguiwan could easily cut off the heavy lock with just one cut.
(What is the uncle doing? He throws smoke bombs when he sees us surrounded? He didn't do it on purpose, right? Although judging from the scene, it's reasonable...)
Looking back at the back, no companions followed. I was a little hesitant to sneak back and take a look, and help me while I was in trouble, but just as I thought about this, a Buddha's name came from the front.
Amitabha!
When I looked up, I was shocked. At some point in front of me, a bald thief with long eyebrows appeared silently three feet in front of me, and would bump into me if I accidentally did.
Donor, a person has bad fate and good fate in his life.
The thief spoke calmly, his head was very bright, but not bright, his long eyebrows drooped on the left and right, and his whole body was strange, with a thin and tall figure, which looked like he had been squeezed out of moisture all over his body, and his face looked extremely old. He was wearing a gray and old monk robe, and stood there silently, before he could speak, his face full of sorrow, just like a beggar more than a beggar, which made people unable to help throwing the change at him.
However, Buddhist strangers often have strange appearances. Last time, Master Ku was kind-hearted, and this time the beggar monk was thin and shriveled. It seems that he should be an important figure in Cihang Jing Temple, especially waiting to intercept me here.According to speculation, it may be the three great arhats of the Xin generation and the brothers of Master Ku, so I don’t know whether they are ignorant or hatred.
Whether it is a bad fate or a good fate, it is absolutely impossible to bet on alms.Hello, monk, what do you call Master Ku?What are your attempts to stay here?
I was thinking about how to deal with it, and I was thinking about how to deal with it, to see if I was to summon the god of hell, take a risky battle, kill people to silence them, or just rely on words to pass the level.Although this monk is thin, he doesn’t seem to be old. If he is only a generation of master’s disciples, and I am frightened by him like this, how can I be a human being in the future?
(Well, let’s try him with the elf. If he is killed so simply, it means he is just that. Just silence him.)
I made up my mind and was about to take action secretly, but the deafening roar from behind made me give up my plan to take action, because Bi'anka's follower made me need to transfer the target of the battle.
The great monk did not stand in front of me like the Eighteen Arhats, which means that he had no intention to stop Bi'anka's attack, or he had no ability to stop him, and might even want to use a knife to kill someone and use Bi'anka to kill me.Anyway, I have to rely on myself.
When Bi'anka rode a crystal lion, he slowly waved the Fangtian painting halberd in his hand and forced me step by step. The silver-white armor emitted a faint firefly. I was about to summon the god of hell, and suddenly had a strange premonition in my heart.
Just like the crystal lion is not the true face of this elf beast, Bi'anka's real kung fu must not be this Fangtian Painting Ji. After practicing hard for the past two years, Bi'anka is likely to develop stronger and sharper martial arts, but it is not easy to show in front of people. If I am careless, I will be sure to die after the fight.
(But...What exactly is Bi'anka's secret weapon? A hidden weapon? Or a magic?)
I dare not take this question lightly, because one negligence may kill you. It’s a pity that I didn’t have the opportunity to pursue the truth, because just as the Bi'ankaze lion approached, the beggar bald thief who couldn’t move behind me suddenly took action.
I didn't deliberately block it in front of me, just because there was no need. Although I didn't see how the monk took action, a soft but brilliant white light suddenly appeared behind me, like the great rotation of the Falun, illuminating the four directions.
(This, what I have seen in this Buddha light is...)
The soft sacred aura shines everywhere, driving away all evil and ominous auras. I have seen this scene not long ago. It was a sign of Master Ku's unique skills when he competed with Yu Ni, using Cihang Jingtan's unique skills. However, the Buddha's light at this time was ten times stronger than Master Ku's when he was cast. Wherever he sutras, it turned into colorful glass flames, and bloomed with lotus flowers, which was a sign of fierce moves.
The magical skill of the head of Cihang Jing Palace·Tagata's magical palm!
The ground burst sounded, as if dozens of huge pythons quickly drilled into the ground, and a thick bulge of half a foot in diameter exploded on the ground. Then it triggered the earth's energy and exploded the ground within a radius of five feet. The bright golden light was blooming, and the thick earth and stone storm surged wildly, but did not directly attack Bi'anka, but instead stirred up a violent earth and stone vortex. In Bi'anka's scream, she and the lion were thrown out from afar, and sent her to the ground dozens of feet away. She landed in a mess, but did not suffer any substantial damage.
I have heard from someone that this move is called Fodongshanhe. It usually uses the power of earth and rock explosion to kill enemies, not the storm of earth and rock to sweep people out. If the explosion of earth and rocks and palm power that broke out of the ground just now attacked Bi'anka, no matter how strong her armor was, she would inevitably be injured.
However, although Bi'anka was defeated in a miserable way, she was actually an excellent warrior with great strength in the sixth level. This great monk could use the Tathagata's magic palm to trick her at will, like teasing a child. His martial arts skills were already at the seventh level... No, there was even the possibility of an extremely high level of cultivation like the eighth level.
The Master’s Magical Arts also have the possibility of occasionally passing one or two gestures to the elders, but such power is combined with the Master’s Magical Arts... When that only possibility appears in my mind, I find my voice trembling and I ask politely.
That...that... dare not ask the master's name...
Amitabha Buddha, the Dharma name of the Sin Chan of the Silent Palace of Cihang, is the original abbot of the Cihang Jingdian. Admiral Farrell has made a great name in recent years. I believe he knows Lao Na's name and purpose.
There was a buzzing sound in my mind, and only the word "fuck" was heard repeatedly. I actually met the enemy leader here. I counted the powerful enemies on the table. In addition to the Black Dragon King and the Venerable of Ten Thousand Beasts, I was the strongest with the Xin Zen thief. But I actually met him when I had no helper. Now he would definitely be killed and silenced.
Judging from Xin Chan's martial arts, if I want to kill me, it will be easy. No matter how confident I am to the hell god of lust, I am not so arrogant that I can take the blow of the Tathagata's magic palm. But I can't figure out why Xin Chan has not taken action yet.With my threat to him, he couldn't not want to kill me. In fact, he might have stood by and killed someone with Bi'anka just now.
(Why doesn't he do it? What is this hypocrite scrupulous?)
The answer was soon revealed. A man turned out from the corridor behind Xin Chan, first bowed to Xin Chan and walked towards me.
John, it’s great that you are safe. I was talking about you with my mentor nearby. When I found that you had a conflict with someone, I rushed over immediately.
Fang Zai, thank you so much. I really hope you can arrive earlier, so I don’t have to worry so much.
Actually, I hope Fang Zai, you have eyes behind you, because if there is, you will see that the look of your master looking at me is really weird, so... unfriendly.
With this too upright disciple present, Monk Xinchan must maintain the image of a monk and cannot do anything to me. Fang Qingshu explained to me that the murder of Elder Zhishan is very important. In addition, the Black Dragon Society Ninja Army has sneaked into the Gorgeous Flower Federation. Xinchan is worried that as a witness, I was plotted against, so I went south with the Eighteen Arhats. On the one hand, I tracked the movements of the Black Dragon Society Ninja Army, and on the other hand, it is for my safety.
(Believe you, I will soon become a ghost. For my safety? I am afraid that the Black Dragon will endure the army’s ineffective work, so I will come down to find an opportunity to silence me, right?)
In any case, Fang Qingshu is here, Xinchan loses the opportunity to take action, and he and I can only wear a mask together and have the so-called polite conversation.
When Xin Chan asked about the murder of the elder Zhishan on Fengling Island, I completely told him that he was not aware of it. Xin Chan obviously did not believe it and persuaded him kindly. I pushed the matter to Xin Deng and Yu Hong, saying that I had promised them that without their consent, I would not say anything even if I knew it.
Later, when talking about the threat of the Black Dragon Association, Xinchan said that I had been hostile to the Black Dragon Association and knew the details of the Black Dragon Association. I wanted to ask me for a secret discussion and ask me for the situation of the Black Dragon Association. I even said that I dare not, and asked him to ask Li Huamei for advice directly. Then I also said that the Black Dragon Association ninja army came to the Golden Flower Federation, and that it would have something to do. It is very likely that I would snipe us. I hope I would move to the branch temple of Cihang Jing Temple and receive protection. If I would agree to this, I would jump into the death trap myself. God knows whether the monk in the temple would suddenly become a ninja and stab me in the back.
The donor refused, but I couldn't be strong, but the connection between Master Zhishan and Junior Brother Ku was in trouble. The people inside the Jing Palace were angry, and even Master Xinjian made an exception and asked. Maybe they would go down the mountain in person soon to sweep the Black Dragon Society Nervous Army. At that time, the donor's safety will be truly guaranteed.
The Sword God Ni is one of the five strongest people in the world and the number one master of the God of Light!
I heard that this person might have gone down the mountain in person, a hint of fear flashed through my heart, but on the surface, I was still calm and polite.
Anyway, thank you for your kindness, but before my defense lawyer... Oh, no, I can't accept anything or say more before Mr. Xindeng and Miss Yuhong come forward.
A secret talk turned into a simple verbal tug-of-war. The atmosphere would definitely not be much better, but aside from the sense of crisis I endured, this opportunity is actually very rare. I can meet the enemy leader up close and observe carefully the feeling he gave me. After all, if it was in ordinary circumstances, as I was, I would never have the opportunity to meet the leader of the thief bald group alone.
Monk Xinchan has been in charge of Cihang Jing Hall for more than ten years. Since I was a little ghost, I have been famous all over the world. But compared to his reputation, he himself looks kind and is not impatient. His squinting eyes are almost impossible to open, and he covers his two long eyebrows, like a thin old dog waiting to die, completely harmless. When he looked at it, it was much different from the image of a Taoist monk in people's mouth, especially after being mumbled for a long time, it was better to see an old beggar begging me, making people feel annoyed and want to send him out sooner...
Amitabha, donor... donor, why did you take out copper coins in your hand?Is there anything wrong?
Ah?Why did I automatically pay for it from my pocket?This... the great monk's magic trick Ah!Uh, no, it’s because the master’s personality is too strong, so I can’t help it…uh…this…
I hesitated and couldn't find the right words, but Fang Qingshu turned around and smiled. Looking at that look, I must not be the first victim of this demon monk. No wonder Cihang Jingdian flourished after taking over the leadership of Xinchan, and his wealth has not been scarce for many years.
Amitabha Buddha, donor, all good and evil are fate, and a person has good and evil fate in his life.Guli recited strangely and said in a heart-chan: Qingshu, stay outside and don’t let others come in. The teacher should talk to Farrell donor.
Farrell donor?This is really awkward title. But now it is not the time to care about the last quarter, because my biggest life-saving talisman responded and walked out without looking back, leaving me alone to face the big boss of the bald thieves.
(Fang Zai, this fool, actually left me so much that no one was seen. He only left me. This is called "Bao Fu" and shouldn't be a vengeance, right?)
I comforted myself like this, but I had no confidence at all. After all, Xin Chan just put his Tathagata palm on my forehead and killed me in an instant. Then I told you that a black dragon army suddenly emerged from the shadow. After killing people, I ran so fast that there was no one in sight. Even if Fang Qingshu suspected, he couldn't do anything.
Donor, a person has good fate and bad fate in his life...
I went back to the first sentence, but this time it was much more severe. Xinchan said that although I pushed everything completely, everyone in the world knows that I am a cadre of the Black Dragon Society. If I don’t stop, the final result will be full of evil.
Haha, the monk is good at prosecuting the crime. Do you say I am from the Black Dragon Society? Is there any evidence?It’s not that the Black Dragon King told you in person, right?Then I also said that you colluded with the Black Dragon Association, is this OK?
It would be meaningless to say too much hypocritical and polite words. I simply made it clear, so that both parties would not be able to continue to pretend like this while wearing masks, and they would still go around in circles until dark.
Bald! You don't mind that I call you that, do you? I have always spoken straightforwardly. Now you have the final say on how to assign a crime. I am a little bit less, and no one believes it even if I say it. But I would like to advise you, what kind of activities you have with the Black Dragon King, and what you want to do if you organize Jingmin Chan? In fact, I have no interest in interfering. If you are willing to spend money to bribe me, I can even think that I don’t know anything.
I said: But if you insist on forcing the tiger to jump over the wall, I will not sit still and wait for death. The evidence that you colluded with the Black Dragon, what conspiracy you have made in the Southern Barbarians and the Snake Clan, and the fact that you secretly murdered the uncle in order to maintain the position of the leader, I can not only show it, but also have evidence. Don’t underestimate the possibility of both jade and stone burning!
I couldn't tell how much effect this intimidation had. After hearing this, Xin Chan just closed his eyes and said nothing, as if he was thinking about something. His whole body looked like an old tree and dead tree, making it difficult to see his joys and anger. After a long time, he opened his eyes, as if he had not heard what I had said at all, and said lightly that as long as I promised something, I could leave freely.
What's up?Isn't it because I want to swallow my sword or put it in a pan?You are a big conspirator after all. If you kill me here, your mask will not be saved.
Amitabha Buddha, the old monk doesn’t ask for much, as long as the young donor listens to the old monk reciting a sutra, it is enough.
I have no choice but to agree to this situation. No matter how much I say, it is better to ask me to listen to him to recite a scripture than to ask me to take him into a tadagata palm. Although there are supernatural powers such as lion roar in Buddhist martial arts, this kind of martial arts that hurt people with sound waves is extremely loud and it is impossible to hide it from Fang Qingshu. I have no other way to go, so I just bet on this game.
When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practiced the deep Prajna Paramita, he saw that the five aggregates were empty and he could overcome all sufferings...
He is worthy of being the number one hypocrite on the loess land. The monk is very stunning when he recites scriptures, with his palms in his hands and kind eyes. The chanting scriptures he recites are heard in his ears, and the power of the light mantra he emits when he sings makes people feel as if he is above colorful clouds, bathing in the sunlight and fragrant wind, warm and comfortable.
Sariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form; feeling, thinking, action, and consciousness are also like this...
I was always wary of Xin Zen taking advantage of the scriptures or using some magic light to attack, but I still miscalculated it. I never thought that after a few words of scriptures, I felt like I was immersed in a bucket of warm water, and my limbs and bones could not produce any strength. What's worse, the magic power accumulated in my body gradually disappeared with the sound of chanting the scriptures.
Sariputra is the empty appearance of all dharmas, which are neither born nor destroyed, nor destroyed, nor dirt, nor increasing or decreasing; therefore, there is no color in the air, no feeling, thought, action, or consciousness, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind, no color, sound, fragrance, taste, touch, or Dharma; there is no eye world, even the realm of consciousness, no ignorance, no ignorance, no end of ignorance, no old age and death, no end of old age and death, no suffering, accumulation, extinction, path, no wisdom and no gain...
The sound of chanting the scriptures changed from slow to rapid, and every word was as quick as a woodpecker knocking on the tree. It could be heard clearly and clearly. Every time I recited a word, my magic was eliminated, which made me sweat flowing behind me. My whole body seemed to be trapped in an endless nightmare. No matter how anxious I wanted to move, I couldn't move.
Purely in theory, magic power is also a kind of energy accumulation. As long as it is energy, it can use energy resonances with opposite qualitative properties to offset each other. But this is only a purely theoretical statement. In the past, I have never heard of anyone who can use chanting scriptures to transform the magic power of a craftsman by simply chanting scriptures. If he can achieve this level, he will definitely be able to reorganize the internal energy of a craftsman by chanting scriptures. This ability is really terrifying.
(This bald method is so stingy. If he continues like this, I can't hold on for long. I need to quickly restore the control of my body, and at least block my ears with my hands...)
I thought this way, but it was not that easy to put it into practice. Monk Xinchan is the head of Cihang Jing Temple. He has experienced countless experiences in casting spells throughout his life. The depth of magic is far beyond me. I have no way to avoid this kind of positive competition of energy. His whole mind is steadily overwhelmed by him. No matter how I bit the tip of my tongue, my whole body is paralyzed and I can't move.
Because of what I have obtained, Bodhisattvas have no worries in their minds, no worries, no fear, and are far away from inverted dreams and ultimately Nirvana.All the Buddhas of the three ages have obtained Aphrata Samyaksambodhi by relying on the Prajna Paramita. Therefore, they know that Prajna Paramita is a great mantra, a great bright mantra, a supreme mantra, and a mantra without any other means, which can eliminate all sufferings, and are true and not false...
The chanting of the scriptures is about to end. Seeing that the thief's bald vicious plan is about to succeed, a commotion suddenly came from outside, as if someone was breaking out here and was in a conflict with Fang Qingshu.This change was very beneficial to me, and I was secretly happy, but the bald thief was also alert and accelerated the rhythm of chanting. At the critical moment of life and death, a voice sounded behind me.
Master!
The crisp and anxious voice told me that Ah Xue had arrived, and she felt relieved, but she heard the chanting of scriptures turning into a scream of surprise.
Ah！
The mind that was originally focused on reciting scriptures suddenly stopped reciting scriptures and looked behind me with extremely shocked and confused eyes; I was lucky enough to be free from the disaster, and suddenly felt an ominous feeling in my mind.
(Uh, is this reinforcement really coming right?)
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