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Lu Zhongming said: "Bodhisattva Wei Tuo, as far as I know, you have nothing to do with Chanjiao."

Wei Hu smiled and said: "Whether the Taoist priest or the Bodhisattva is good, he is an immortal after all. Listen to me and go back. You are the only one. The immortal power is still sealed by Amitabha's swastika. Your father sent you here." As cannon fodder?"

In the past, as long as Wei Hu uttered the word "want to go" in the first sentence, he would be slapped by Lu Zhongming and slapped to the moon to meet his Moonlight Bodhisattva. For fish and meat, Lu Zhongming had no choice but to force himself to suppress his anger, and chat with him nonsense, it was really hard to hold back.

"Stop talking nonsense." Lu Zhongming sneered: "What do you guys do to Yuanshi Tianzun? Wei Hu, you kind of bastard, I never take you seriously. Your master will come to the door in person, and I might sell him a few times. Save face."

"Hahaha——" Wei Hu laughed loudly: "What a big tone! Yuanshi Tianzun is dead, no one can protect you, just give up."

dead... dead? !How can it be? !Yuanshi Tianzun, one of the Sanqing, died? !Lu Zhongming immediately didn't know what to say next, the news was simply too shocking.

A few seconds later, Lu Zhongming said coldly: "If you die, you have to hand over the body."

Wei Hu: "..."

Wei Hu didn't expect the other party's brain circuit to be so weird at all, and immediately went crazy, and said angrily: "Didn't you understand?! He's gone! His body has assimilated with the world and disappeared forever!"

"So what?" Lu Zhongming frowned deeply.

"You have to go back." Wei Hu said: "Even if the teaching is over, the Yuqing Palace in Kunlun Mountain is closed, and the Heavenly Court is dismantled, there is nothing for you to stop the teaching. Go back and tell Master Tongtian that he will die one day. Get ready for the funeral."

Lu Zhongming laughed and said, "What if you don't get out?"

After finishing speaking, he secretly thought that it was bad, didn't this force Wei Hu to do something?what to do?Yelling and calling the brothers out on him?No, mortals are not Wei Hu's opponent at all... His sound-absorbing barrier is supposed to prevent this.

Wei Hu said: "If you don't get out, I'll beat you until you get out."

Lu Zhongming laughed and said: "I thought you had something new to say, no matter what, you are only so promising in teaching, come up and lead to death."

After that, Lu Zhongming stood still quietly, squinting his eyes, unleashing his immortal power, the swastika on his neck lighted up slightly, and silently recited one, two, three, Wei Hu, and ran as fast as he could.

Wei Hu seemed a little bit taken aback. After all, he didn't know how much of Lu Zhongming's immortal power was sealed by the Buddhist seal. If Lu Zhongming forcibly rushed away, the person who was beaten and crawled would probably become Wei Hu himself. .

After all, Wei Hu didn't dare to take any risks, so he observed Lu Zhongming's expression: "Jin Lin Daojun, you must be scolding me in your heart now, knowing that your celestial power has been sealed, you still use the subduing magic pestle to deal with you, right?"

Lu Zhongming roared in his heart: If you want to escape, run away quickly!Where does all this nonsense come from!

On the surface, Lu Zhongming sneered and said: "Yes or no, you will know if you take my trick."

Wei Hu said: "How about I make a bet with you?"

Lu Zhongming raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes looked very much like Lu Bu's, as if he was sizing up his prey, and said in a deep voice: "There is no need to gamble, this will make you..."

After finishing speaking, Lu Zhongming clasped his palms together and opened them again, Wei Hu changed his face and said, "Slow down!"

"I won't use my celestial power, so as not to destroy this place, I will only fight you with mortal martial arts." Wei Hu said: "If you lose, you will go back to Jin'ao Island and never bother about the Li family's affairs again. ?”

Lu Zhongming took advantage of the situation and took the move, his heart was very dangerous, a thought came up for a moment, and he came up with a plan, and he had an idea in his mind, and said indifferently: "Wei Hu, what if you lose?"

Wei Hu said: "I won't hinder you anymore, but I can't control Moonlight Bodhisattva."

"Come on." Lu Zhongming didn't even look at Wei Hu, and said casually, "I'll let you do three tricks, so as not to say that I bully the elders."

Wei Hu was terrified immediately, seeing Lu Zhongming's posture, it was obvious that he had a well-thought-out plan, had he been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

"Stop talking nonsense! Hit me or not!" Lu Zhongming shouted, "If you don't hit me, I will do it!"

Before Wei Hu could react, Lu Zhongming had already bullied him. He clearly said that he would make three moves, but he pretended to be angry and attacked him. Wei Hu had no time to scold him, and he didn't turn his head. Cut, raised his right hand, gestured as a Taiji wheel and flipped over beautifully. Wei Hu lowered the magic pestle in one fell swoop, and caught Lu Zhongming's arm. Fortunately, he dodged quickly, and he was about to be slapped heavily by Lu Zhongming!

As soon as the two moved their hands, they collided immediately. Lu Zhongming punched and kicked, and took the lead. Wei Hu hesitated for a moment at the beginning, but was completely suppressed and beaten by Lu Zhongming, unable to fight back, until he was forced by Lu Zhongming At the corner of the wall, Cai was furious and launched a counterattack. After sweeping the subduing magic pestle, Lu Zhongming slapped the subduing magic pestle with his palm brazenly, and the sound was heard far away in the quiet night.

That palm has always been taught by Lu Bu. Lu Zhongming learned martial arts and played a fool. He spent three days fishing and two days drying nets. Only this palm has been practiced countless times, because in the past, the peaches on the tree would only fall if he had to hit the tree trunk with one palm. Come down, the palm force must be continuous and continuous, just like the Yangtze River and the Yellow River galloping towards the sea...

After such a clap, the Jiangmo pestle buzzed and vibrated immediately, causing Wei Hu to almost drop his weapon. Wei Hu's face changed, but Lu Zhongming was crying in his heart, howling and howling, it was so painful, his hands were almost swollen.Hurry up and use Buddhist mana... If you don't use it, I will be beaten to death...

At that time, Wei Hu had seen about Lu Zhongming's background, and launched a counterattack. Lu Zhongming's face was gloomy, and he came up with strange and weird moves one after another, beating Wei Hu dazzled, sometimes kicking and sometimes clapping, until Wei Hu finally realized that this guy didn't seem to have any lethality. Only then did he rush forward with his body, swung the magic pestle, and bumped head-to-head again!

At this moment Lu Zhongming had already made up his mind, he would try his best to get hurt, and take another blow from him to lure him to use his Buddhist strength, if Wei Hu didn't use it this time, he had no choice but to turn around and run away yelling.

In a short while, Lu Zhongming was knocked out and turned over on the ground. Wei Hu caught up and pounded straight with the pestle, but Lu Zhongming caught a fence leaning against the courtyard wall. Wei Hu's Demon Subduing Pestle, trying to get injured by a blow, turned around and used Qianlong Xiaoye to roll towards Wei Hu!

Jian Li suddenly turned into three, three, three and ten to form a phantom, which is the true meaning of Taoism's "three lives and all things". Wei Hu didn't dare to take risks when he saw it. After receiving this move, Lu Zhongming slapped him in the end, causing the left half of his face to swell up.

Wei Hu was furious, and shouted: "Bastard!"

"Miscellaneous." Lu Zhongming sneered, the two rushed forward again, the fence broke, Wei Hu swept across with a pestle, Lu Zhongming stepped on the subduing magic pestle, and did a backflip, Wei Hu chased after him, but Lu Zhongming kicked the courtyard wall with both feet, Borrowing the power of the whole body to rush forward, slap it with one palm!

When Wei Hu was humiliated, he was extremely angry, and unconsciously used his true strength. Lu Zhongming was furious, and shouted: "Believe your word! Die you!" Then the seal on his neck flashed, and a dazzling light burst out. Wei Hu Shocked, it was too late to stop, the two collided in mid-air, Lu Zhongming slapped the subduing magic pestle with his palm, there was a muffled buzzing sound, his chest was throbbing, but Wei Hu was hit by the subduing magic pestle, and the Buddha's light unfolded in time Even so, he also received a suffocating blow from the descending magic pestle that flew back upside down, and hit the courtyard wall with a thud.

Lu Zhongming was hit by the magic pestle and hit the courtyard wall behind him. With a loud crash, more than half of the brick wall collapsed.Lu Zhongming fell straight into another small courtyard, his whole body convulsed, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

Wei Hu spat out a mouthful of blood, his left hand was broken, he staggered up, picked up the subduing magic pestle with his right hand, Lu Zhongming was in a panic, and coughed: "You...you said you didn't need immortal power, you bastard..."

Wei Hu said: "You...you...so you are setting up a trick to deceive me..."

Lu Zhongming's Qianlong Xiaoye earlier really wanted to irritate him and make him use his immortal power. In this way, it doesn't matter if Wei Hu lost, the real power of Buddhism penetrated Lu Zhongming's body, and the seal around his neck immediately loosened.

The swastika script gave off a faint golden light, and the remaining true power of Wei Hu's style was still circulating in Lu Zhongming's body. He hid behind the wall, condensed his true energy, and used that power to try to break through the previous Buddha's seal.Sure enough, under another rush, Foyin gradually dimmed.

Wei Hu thought about it left and right, he was very unwilling to lose, he just felt that the other party was cheating, and wanted to cross the courtyard wall to come forward, but he heard someone in the distance saying: "Who is there?!"

Someone came with a lantern, and Wei Hu turned around to run, but the man's voice was full of majesty, and he shouted: "Stop! I've seen you! If you don't want to be regarded as an assassin, please calm down!"

It was Li Shimin who came, Wei Hu just turned around and realized that Li Shimin is the emperor of the world, covered by Ziwei Xing, he dared not make any mistakes, Li Shimin was still standing behind Yu Chigong, so he couldn't escape now.

Wei Hu calmed down, the blood just now had been wiped off, his arm was glowing with gold, healed up gradually, immediately held the subduing magic pestle on his back, raised his palm, and said politely: "Your Majesty, I have offended you."

"Master Wei?" Li Shimin was a little surprised and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Wei Hu said: "Practice the stick technique at night."

Yuchi Gong said coldly: "Practice the stick technique and tear down the wall?"

When Lu Zhongming heard Yu Chigong's voice, his heart skipped a beat. He fell into a very embarrassing situation, and was afraid that Yu Chigong would fight Wei Hu directly when he saw that he was beaten.

Wei Huzhen wanted to sacrifice the magic pestle, and all the people in the palace couldn't match him.You can't make things big, otherwise it will be difficult to clean up.

Lu Zhongming hurriedly got up and scrambled to hide behind the tree, not forgetting to be careful not to make any noise. When he hid in the grass behind the tree, there was another burst of blood in his chest, and he almost vomited out all the dinner he had eaten .

Li Shimin said: "Master Wei wants to practice martial arts, he can go to the school field outside the hall."

Wei Hu didn't want to cause trouble either, and said with a smile, "I'm so sorry for your forgiveness."

Li Shimin nodded, Wei Hu turned around and left, Lu Zhongming squatted behind a tree, like a dog in a panic, his back was so painful that it was about to break off, and hot liquid dripped down from his nose, dripped to his lips, stretched out his hand With a touch, I saw blood on my hands through the faint skylight.

It should have caught the magic pestle and caused internal injuries... Lu Zhongming was in severe pain all over his body. Hiding in the grass, he heard footsteps approaching, and his heart jumped wildly again.

Don't come here...Damn it, this time I was ashamed and thrown home, Lu Zhongming secretly prayed, don't come, don't come, he really doesn't want Yu Chigong to find out how embarrassed he is like a homeless dog.Fortunately, the footsteps stopped not far away, Li Shimin said: "I don't know where those two guys came from, I'll go back first."

Yuchi Gong said: "I'll go back and get some things first, and then go to Changxiang Garden."

Li Shimin said: "Take it easy, Zhong Ming finally agreed to you, don't scare people away at the beginning."

Yuchi Gong laughed and said, "Understood."

Li Shimin walked another way, Yu Chigong whistled and left.

Both of them left, Lu Zhongming tremblingly came out from behind the tree, pressed the tree with one hand, felt pain all over his body, not just a little pain, his palms were swollen, his back was dripping wet, blood and sweat mixed together, he couldn't bear the pain .Chest tightness and vomiting, it's because of internal injury, my mind is still dizzy and buzzing.

Lu Zhongming wiped his nosebleeds, and ran home staggeringly, all the way he just wanted to hide Qin Qiong Luo Shixin, otherwise the trouble would only get bigger and bigger. After such a fight with Wei Hu, he found that his martial arts were actually quite good Well.

The little fool was a little bit proud of beating up a bodhisattva like this when he lost all his immortal power... Although he also hurt the enemy ten thousand and self-damaged eight thousand, he finally won by luck, the luck of misfortune... No A person who loses his father...

Lu Zhongming stumbled and returned to Changxiang Garden. Seeing that the lights were on and there was no one in the hall, he rushed in and went upstairs quickly to avoid being discovered by his brothers. Everyone should not want to sleep tonight.

Qin Qiong came out after hearing the voice, and asked, "Are you eating supper? Where did you go?"

Lu Zhongming climbed up the stairs desperately, and said, "Don't eat, Luo... Where's Brother Luo?"

Qin Qiong: "Drunk too much, lying down, throwing up all over the floor, I'm cleaning him up."

Lu Zhongming said: "I'm a little sleepy...go to sleep first."

Qin Qiong hummed, then looked up the stairs again, Lu Zhongming quickly closed the door, Qin Qiong asked: "What happened to Heitan?"

"No." Lu Zhongming said upstairs.

Qin Qiong only thought that Lu Zhongming was struggling with love again, so she didn't ask any more questions and went out to wash towels.

The sound of water came from the courtyard, and the servant girl whispered, "General Qin, let me come."

"I'll do it." Qin Qiong said: "General Luo, don't approach him indiscriminately while he's sleeping. His attack doesn't matter. He can only feel me and Zhong Ming. If anyone else touches him, he will kill him."

The maid's face turned blue, and she left in an instant.

Lu Zhongming leaned against the door, and sat down exhaustedly, his face was bleeding, his fingers were full of nosebleeds, he had been covering it with the front of his robe before, but he didn't expect that there would be so much bleeding, and as soon as his back leaned against the door, it hurt like a needle prick generally.

Lu Zhongming looked left and right, and suddenly thought that his blood could consecrate anything... But now he had no strength left, so he reluctantly took off his robe, knelt down, stuck his head on the ground, pouted his buttocks, and lay down for nearly a while. When the incense burned, I finally felt better, so I got up dizzy, took off my clothes, and looked at the mirror with my back.

Fortunately, there was not much bleeding, only a little skin scratches, the whole back and waist were bruised, and the palms were swollen.

Lu Zhongming wiped the nosebleed with the clothes he took off, and hid the dirty clothes under the bed. He drank some water, and his chest tightness got better. He changed into his underwear, and heard Yu Chigong's voice in the yard.

"Where's Zhong Ming?"

Lu Zhongming quickly blew out the oil lamp and said, "I'm going to sleep."

Qin Qiong asked Yu Chigong a few words in a low voice, and the two chatted for a while, then Qin Qiong said: "Let him sleep first, he is tired today."

Yu Chigong was a little disappointed, but still smiled and said, "I'll come over tomorrow morning."

Lu Zhongming walked to the window, opened the window and looked out, saw the lantern in Yu Chigong's hand glowing and fading away, so he closed the window and let out a long breath.

Half an hour later, the entire palace fell asleep, and the lights in all the rooms in Changxiang Garden were also turned off. Luo Shixin woke up from the wine, wearing only a pair of white trousers, came out to drink some water, looked up at the stairs, went up barefoot, and pushed the door Entered Lu Zhongming's room.

Lu Zhongming was sleeping on his stomach, covered with a quilt, the moonlight was shining into the room, and there was a piece of paper on the table with an unfinished letter on it, and there was only one sentence in it.

【father:

I'm homesick, today Wei Chi

Luo Shixin glanced at the letter, took a paperweight, pressed it lightly, covered Lu Zhongming with a quilt, and went downstairs.

As soon as Luo Shixin left, Lu Zhongming immediately turned over and sat up again. The action affected the injury on his back, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't live.

Lv Zhongming held his breath, adjusted his inner breath, and led Wei Hu's strong energy to hit the swastika seal on the side of his neck. After a while, he noticed the law of the Buddha power seal, and the swastika was like endless The vortex in his body kept spinning, blocking the flow of his true strength.

Wei Hu's power and the golden light power of the swastika seal are from the same source, and they are twisted together, skillfully slowing down the rotation of the vortex. Lu Zhongming then condensed his own immortal power and rushed, and it was done!

In an instant, the swastika glyphs shone brightly, and then dimmed again in just a short moment. The heat on the neck was like being scalded by fire, and the seal instantly weakened. Buddha light.

After a while, the swastika glyph no longer rotated, and was stuck by Lu Zhongming's energy. Lu Zhongming closed his eyes, adjusted his breath, wrapped the swastika glyph with Yin and Yang inner breath, like a Taiji wheel, and then sealed it back.

Great, so no one will know...

Lu Zhongming slowly opened his eyes, and the injury on his back gradually healed.

He tried to raise his hands, turned his left hand, and folded his right hand in a Tai Chi gesture. A gentle ball of light appeared in his palm, and with his immortal power, he finally broke free from the shackles of Buddhism.

That night, in an instant, a golden light rushed through the window and shot towards the sky!

Li Yuan stood with his hands behind his back on the high platform, followed by Li Jiancheng. The two of them saw the flash that pierced the night sky at the same time. There was a faint golden glow in the flash, which disappeared at the end of the mountains in the east in just a short moment.