Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

Find a few young ladies who don't have furnaces, and practice yin and yang together?
Wei Canglan could only think about this kind of words in his heart, and would not really say it to Wang Xiaoran.

after all.

It is rumored that the sisters of the Meihu Sect are like tigers and wolves.

What's more, those girls who have only practiced the Hexiu mental method but have never actually practiced it. Just imagine, they have only seen pigs run, but they have never seen pork. They must be looking forward to practicing with real swords and guns.

And Wei Canglan, in their eyes, is an excellent furnace, impeccable, so it's okay to catch him?

Guess it won't last seven days and seven nights?
Although Wei Canglan is very confident in his own body, which man can stand this kind of torment, and he is not facing a sister.

Even with eight kidneys, he couldn't stand the torture.

Therefore, if you are looking for a young lady to discuss the art of joint cultivation, you still have to let it go.

Right now, we must focus on dealing with the Sand Bone Tribe under the city.

After a few polite words with Wang Xiaoran, Wei Canglan walked to the edge of the city wall and looked down at the loose Shabone head below.

These barbarians, like galloping wild beasts, rushed toward the city gate wave after wave without knowing what to do.

However, once they entered the bombing range of the cannon, what awaited them was hot shells.

boom--

The twenty cannons fired again, and twenty shells containing demonic energy and rune power shot out in salvo, bursting with flames and blood among the crowd of the Sandbone Tribe below.

Numerous severed limbs and blood flew in mid-air, and howls and roars resounded throughout the world.

Looking at this scene, Wei Canglan felt that it was unreal.

Are you sure I'm traveling to the realm of cultivating immortals, not a certain battlefield in Lia?

What's the matter with this continuous artillery fire?

Oh sorry, the culprit is myself.

Ha ha.

Although looking at those severed limbs, Wei Canglan felt a little disgusted, but in his heart he would not have the slightest bit of pity for the Sandbone Tribe.

When those beasts killed our people in Dayu and the disciples of the Meihu Sect, did they ever have any regrets in their hearts?
of course not.

They are like machines without emotions, like beasts that have not evolved fully, without any sense of good, evil or shame.

To deal with such a race, there is no need for any conscience.

Wei Canglan told himself this in his heart, then walked to a cannon and took a deep breath.

The young lady in charge of the fort took a deep look at him, fascinated by his appearance and temperament, but she still moved away obediently.

Wei Canglan lowered his head and looked at his masterpiece. The cannon barrel, which became hot due to the continuous firing of shells, was shining with a faint golden light at the moment.

Ah, what a wonderful weapon.

For Dayu, who was still in the age of the monarch and whose technology was not very advanced, this enhanced artillery was simply a dimensionality reduction blow.

It's a pity that the young ladies and sisters use magic energy to control the cannon after all, and the cannon has been integrated into the runes by aura, so they can't exert the full effect of the cannon.

Let me personally show it to you.

Look at it, technology is so used!

Thinking about it, Wei Canglan's eyes froze suddenly, and a coercion unconsciously descended from the surroundings.

The moment the other Meihu Sect disciples sensed the coercion, they all felt dizzy and tight in their chests, and all looked at Wei Canglan in unison, with puzzled expressions on their faces.

But Wei Canglan, at the moment, is enjoying the attention of everyone.

Which man does not want to attract the attention of the opposite sex.

Besides, he is a pure LSP.

Wei Canglan squinted his eyes, looked down at the Sandbone Tribe below the city, and suddenly cheered up.

In this situation, he couldn't restrain the urge to pretend, and opened his mouth to chant a poem:
"Namo Gatling Bodhisattva, six clean depleted uranium bombs."

"Three thousand six hundred turns in one breath, great mercy and compassion to cross the world!"

Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
After the words fell, Wei Canglan mobilized his spiritual energy and injected it into the twenty cannons on the top of the city.

Under the urging of spiritual energy, the projectiles in the artillery came out smoothly, with bursts of fire, as if they were about to cut a hole in the night sky, shot in mid-air, fell, and finally hit the ground, ruining countless sands. Bone Race barbarians.

The firing of the artillery this time is completely different from the previous ones.

Everyone could clearly see that the bombardment power and range of the artillery completely exceeded the previous ones.

Even the aftermath of the shell explosion wiped out the surrounding Sand Bone Race in a sea of ​​flames.

Even a piece of shrapnel flying out can accurately wipe off the neck of a Sandbone Tribe, leaving a neat and smooth wound.

It turns out that this is the real power of artillery!

Li Jin's eyes lit up, and she really wanted to go up and operate it.

It's just that she is also aware of her own strength. Compared with her master, she is still far behind, and she can't exert the power of the artillery to the extreme.

The other disciples of the Meihu Sect were also extremely shocked.

They were excited about the bombing just now, and when they saw that the artillery was effective, they focused on venting their anger. How could they have thought that the power of the artillery had not been fully released by them at all.

Looking at Wei Canglan's operation now, only one person can operate twenty forts at the same time, and the power is even several times stronger than theirs.

The disciples only feel ashamed.

Moreover, they also silently recalled in their hearts the poem that Wei Canglan sang just now.

They couldn't understand the first half, they just felt that it was related to Buddhism.

But the last half of the sentence, they heard it clearly.

"Great mercy saves the world."

Cang Lan, the second seat, even when he carried out vendetta against the Shabone Tribe, did he still have a heart of compassion?

But his hands were clearly stained with countless lives and blood.

This is contrary to Buddhism.

Then why did he recite poems like this?

Perhaps this is the state of mind of a true master.

He killed the Shabone Tribe for the common people, that is, for the world.

He believes in Buddhism, which is cultivation and practice.

Body and mind are not contradictory.

That's how it should be.

Even Wang Xiaoran, after hearing the phrase "Great Mercy and Great Compassion saves the world", speculated like this, and couldn't help but open his mouth to praise:
"The state of mind of Cang Lan's second seat, I really can't wait, alas."

But soon, she frowned again and shook her head frantically:
"What am I thinking? Heh, he's my enemy. One size fits all. Just because he came to help the Meihu Sect, we can't erase our personal grievances. After this incident, we must make a break. The revenge of the tail must be avenged."

How could Wei Canglan know what the girls were thinking at this moment, he was driving the artillery to carry out the next round of bombing.

As for the verses he chanted just now, he just thought it was fun.

Originally, this poem was also funny.

I remember that it was a picture on the Internet before, a small statue of a Bodhisattva, holding a Gatling, with a strong sense of disobedience, and extraordinarily handsome. At the same time, there is this poem below, implying that the Bodhisattva crosses people and does not need any mercy. Means, Gatling will send you to the west.

How could Wei Canglan know, because the poem he chanted made him a master of Buddhism who kills and benevolent in the hearts of the disciples of the Meihu Sect.