cross the interceptor

Chapter 273
A supernatural storm of ice swords and swords swept in. Before these attacks came close, Mao Xiaofang, who had lost her mana, already felt a cold current that almost froze her in place. Just when the cold ice was about to stab the condensed sword, spear, sword and halberd in front of Mao Xiaofang, a golden brilliance shot up into the sky, but it was Mao Xiaofang who opened the Manshou Tianya in his hand between life and death, and with this The miraculous magic weapon that has been sacrificed to perfection, blocked the opponent's attacks.

Although this Manshou Tianya Umbrella has not reached the level of a magic weapon, it is still a seventh-level magic weapon. It is engraved with five magic arrays, which can restrain most magic skills and all dark energy attacks.However, these are not the most harmful parts of this magic weapon. Its greatest function is that it can store a part of the mana of its user, so that its cultivator can use this part of energy to carry out absolute magic at the most dangerous time. It is used for counterattack and escape. Today, its function finally came in handy.

"The former star of Pojun, the golden dragon of the king of gods, flows for thousands of miles, rushes straight to Jinting, combines the elements into one, shines on the supernatural powers, summons supernatural powers, refines the form of evil spirits, and punishes evil..."!
After resisting the attack of the opponent's transformed ice ability, Mao Xiaofang took advantage of this gap and moved her right hand slightly to pop up a beautifully folded pink lucky star. As soon as the lucky star was released, A series of dazzling golden lights exploded in the air, and as Mao Xiaofang chanted quickly and kneaded the spell with her hands like blooming flowers, only a dragon roar was heard, and the entire golden light formed in the air. A vivid five-clawed golden dragon with golden scales flashing all over its body came out. The golden dragon swung there slightly, and a powerful dragon roar sounded. The golden dragon directly sprayed three groups of powerful Gengjin killing blasts in the air. The powerful aura composed of qi rushed toward the three zombies below.

At the same time, the golden dragon made a sharp turn in the air, swiped its four claws in the air, and prepared to pounce downward with a fierce gesture.

"No, this Ma Xiaoling is plotting against us. She was not affected by our energy dissipation at all. We were fooled. The appearance of the dragon summoned by Ma Xiaoling has changed. I think her skill must have increased greatly. We are not her opponents, let's go..."!
After the female zombie named Biga let out a soft drink angrily, the three zombies burst open like three dreamlike soap bubbles, and then the whole Mao Xiaofang burst into flames. Then I realized that I had returned to reality again, and the two policemen who had passed out were lying beside me, and those three strange zombies with terrifying strength and elusive abilities were not knowing where they were. At that time, they had already lost their presence.

With a click, following Mao Xiaofang's coquettish call, the magic weapon in her hand fell to the ground powerlessly, and then Mao Xiaofang sat on the floor powerlessly, not wanting to move. The desperate blow just now has exhausted most of the mana stored in the umbrella, she really has no ability to summon the second dragon, not only that, but also the first dragon, which is just a They are just fake. If these zombies were not scared away by her, Mao Xiaofang should be the one who finds a way to escape next.

As time passed, Mao Xiaofang, who secretly destroyed the exercises on the ground, felt that the lost mana gradually regenerated in her purple mansion bit by bit. Worried and scared, at the same time, with a movement of her right hand, the thinnest smartphone appeared in her hand, and she dialed a very familiar number.

"Hello, Xiaogang? I'm your sister Xiaofang, come on, is your master there? I'm in big trouble here..."!
At the same time that Mao Xiaofang's call for help was made, Shaolin Temple in Songshan Mountain in southern Henan started to become lively from early this morning. Buddhist believers from all over China came from all over the country in various ways. He rushed over quickly, and the entire Shaolin Temple was surrounded by a dense crowd. There was still more than an hour left, and it was time for Master Fahai to give a lecture. At this time, the broad square of the Forest of Steles was focused. There were a total of 10,000+ people, and other believers and pilgrims who couldn't squeeze in were lined up from the temple to the bottom of the mountain. In this way, there were still countless people coming from other places, squeezing hard up the mountain, trying to see the Dharma. Master Hai’s sermons.

A tall lectern platform with a height of more than [-] meters has been set up in advance. Under this high platform, dozens of rows of extremely comfortable seats have long been arranged neatly. Rich second generations who are short on money, these seats are not for nothing. Except for the first row reserved for some leaders to watch the ceremony and listen to the scriptures, the other seats were sold in order of pros and cons. The price can be called sky-high.The abbot of the Shaolin Temple has already mastered such a business method that can make him famous and earn money. He used all kinds of promotional methods, and within a short time, he sold all these seats.

Fahai was still practicing meditation in the quiet room arranged for him in the temple, but he did not show up. The impatient monk Shi Yongxin and the presiding officer of Jinshan Temple, Shi Wuxing, who stayed here with a shameless face and refused to leave, did not show up. He had already brought his closest disciples to stand under the high platform with a smile on his face to maintain the order of the entire lecture and dharma meeting, and from time to time he answered those rich-faced and displeased people in the front row with a smile on his face. Resist the questioning of leaders at all levels who are drinking mineral water drinks.

Just half an hour before the lecture was about to start, two monks in ragged clothes and peaceful expressions were striding forward on the road leading to Shaolin Temple.The dusty monk robes on them were so torn that they could no longer be called clothes, and they were covered with old and patched patches. Perhaps the two of them would be mistaken for begging beggars. However, judging from the old cloth bags in front of them and the shiny black ceramic bowl in their hands, the two monks might have been begging all the way to the end. here.

"Namo Amituofo, two poor monks and disciples, came from far away between the white mountains and the black waters, just to see the grand occasion of Zen Buddhism goodbye, and even to communicate with Master Fahai, please give me a favor It’s convenient for us, master and disciple, to go in. Donor, please make it convenient...”!
As the start time of the Dharma Conference is getting closer, the resentment and anger in the hearts of these pilgrims and Buddhist believers who can't squeeze in front of them have also risen to the highest point at the same time. When they squeezed in to watch this puja, the dissatisfaction and anger accumulated deep in their hearts finally burst out. A dozen or so people in a row turned their heads and yelled loudly at these two poor monks who were leisurely and self-satisfied. stand up.

"Where did these two beggars come from? They dared to come here to beg for wildfire. Beggars, get away from me, don't dirty the brand-name clothes you and I put on today with great difficulty, just you guys This kind of virtue, I also want to come to listen to Master Fahai's lectures. Pooh, you don't take a piss to take a picture of yourself, you are also worthy? That bastard's crotch is not clamped, and the two of you are exposed. Hurry up Get out, don't think that you can pretend to be a master in this Buddhist sect if you shave your head bald, and don't look at the bad looks of the two of you. You have ruined your mood of listening to scriptures when you are old, get out of here, otherwise, I will beat you up..."!
"That's right, that's right, don't look at what you are, you dare to fake a high-end monk like a monk, besides, in this world, there are monks who are dressed more shabby than a beggar. Knowing Shi Yong's heart How much is the master’s cassock? Telling it scares you to death. You don’t have any professional knowledge, so you come here to eat and drink. Come here and kowtow to brother. If brother is in a good mood, I will reward you with three to five hundred , enough for you to go back to your own kennel by car..."!
Now, seeing the various behaviors of those people in front of him, the middle-aged monk standing next to the benevolent old monk suddenly became angry, his body trembled slightly, and his hands clenched, ready to give these people a painful blow Lesson, but before he could make a move, the old monk beside him patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said softly: "Wuchen, quit dryness, anger, anger, and namelessness, you Why did I forget again, we disciples of Buddhism, what we pay attention to is helping the world, saving the world, accumulating good karma, accumulating merits and virtues, being a monk with compassion, your practice seems not enough, I will punish you to recite the Great Compassion a thousand times at night Curse, purify your wisdom roots, remove your hostility, well, the time is almost up, we can only fly through the air, let's go, the Buddhism is vast, the Dharma is boundless, sooner or later we can get rid of these ordinary people who speak dirty words... ..."!
It’s good that the old monk didn’t speak, but when he spoke, he made the crowd of pilgrims and believers around him laugh. What a joke, flying over from the sky, do you think you are Master Fahai with boundless magic power?Just like the two of you master and apprentice, some people on the side of the road believe that you may starve to death at any time, fly over, you helicopter, you?

Just when these people continued to tease and ridicule the pair of master and apprentice, the middle-aged monk bowed his head and said yes, folded his hands together, and silently recited the scriptures with his head bowed, with a look of hard work. As soon as the old monk finished speaking, two groups of dazzling golden Buddha light burst out from the two people's bodies, and with a swipe, the Buddha light transformed into two groups of golden auspicious clouds in the air. Holding the two poor-looking monks, they flew slowly towards the high platform in Shaolin Temple.

(End of this chapter)