Good news, the elder is gone

Xue Wangliu talked to Congtian, and looked at Buddhist scriptures and made guesses. His mood jumped back and forth between I am a genius and how I look like an illiterate.Even Congtian wondered whether the Sun Moon Library had done anything these years, and why Xue Wangliu, a huge re-education slip through the net, was not caught.

Two old things are engaged in culture in the Buddhist Temple, and a few children are practicing physical fitness in the Eighteen Diamond Bronze Man Formation.

With lotus lanterns above the head and glazed auspicious cloud bricks on the feet, the most secret Eighteen Vajra Bronze Figures of the Bodhi Sect are decorated in a religious style, with green in gold and red in green. Bodhisattva, like the class teacher standing by and watching the crowd.

Although it is said that it is about the Bronze Man Formation, but Xu Jiqing can guarantee it with his own head, it is definitely not a Bronze Man, it is very likely to be an Iron Man, an Ironman.

There was a slap mark of Dou Da on his face, and blood was still flowing from his left nostril. Xu Jiqing touched his nose with his hand, which made him frowned in pain, pulling the muscles of his nose, and it hurt even more in an instant.

"I said, can we not be so rash." Xu Jiqing looked at the three brazen men in front of him, "Use your clever little brains, we can't be tough."

Nian Shu paused: "But these bronze men don't have the ability to think for themselves. They only see tricks and tricks to actively attack those who approach them. They should be able to overwhelm them with force."

Liu Fengyu nodded in agreement with Nianshu's statement, touched his right eye socket which had been beaten green, and asked with a hiss: "This kind of puppet has been ordered to die, and it will not stop until it is destroyed."

With a wave of the spear in his hand, he looked at the eighteen bronze men who had already formed a formation in front of him, and said with a sneer: "Either break their formation, or smash them to pieces, there are only two ways."

"I don't know anything about the formation." Jiang Yuan held a sword flower in his hand, watching the bronze figure in front of him constantly walking and changing positions, he just felt a headache.

Liu Fengyu wondered: "Isn't Lanze Jianmen famous for its Hibiscus Sword Formation? Your head, Mrs. Xin, is also known as the double hero of the formation method with the curator of the Sun Moon Library. Don't you practice it in the sect?" Is it a formation?"

"I've also heard it from Master." Nianshu put his hands together, "Amitabha, Master said that when it comes to formations, Mrs. Xin and Young Jian each have their own advantages and disadvantages. Difficult to deal with."

Xu Jiqing scratched his head, wondering why Qing Yuanzi didn't say anything, he just told himself to run away when he saw a monk who was not easy to mess with, and the most important thing was to live.

He looked at Jiang Yuan, who was a little embarrassed standing there, and couldn't help asking: "Jiang Daoyou, didn't you use the sword array with your senior brothers and sisters before? I saw you practice."

"My master, Shi Lingzi, always thought that sword cultivation should be self-improving. No matter how powerful this sword formation is, it would be a show for the moon in the mirror. Therefore, in Furong City, it was the last time I practiced the sword formation."

Jiang Yuan was a little embarrassed: "My master often said that sword cultivators only need to have a sword, so I have never studied the art of formation mechanism, so I will only get started with the Furongchun formation that all disciples will know."

Recite Shu Amitabha: "Master has never taught me the art of formation."

"Neither do I. Huahanzong's Linglong Snow Mountain is long and long, and most people are too cold to die of cold. They wouldn't go there at all. We don't need this thing at all." Liu Fengyu shrugged and looked at Xu Jiqing who suggested outsmarting : "What about you? Does your wise head know how to untie the formation?"

Xu Jiqing: "If I have a solution, I don't need to discuss it with you here."

None of the four fighters knew how to form a formation, and one of the two methods was directly ruled out, leaving only the most straightforward and simplest method. Several people looked at each other and reached a consensus.

Needless to say, the fight is over!

The four of them took out their housekeeping skills and charged upwards, not seeking to destroy but only destroying. Anyway, as long as the bronze man can't move, it is their victory.

The glazed gun waved in the air, with a faint precious light flowing, the tip of the gun collided with the bronze man and wiped out sparks, one side of the gun shot out like a dragon, the other side descended the dragon and killed the palm.You come and I go, the outcome is hard to tell.

There was a lot of noise in the ear, and Nianshu concentrated on dancing the black jade stick in his hand vigorously. In his mind, he recalled the moves he had practiced in summer, summer and winter for the past five years. His arm muscles were tense, so that he could guarantee the stick he swung every time. , can repel the invisible enemy in front of him a little.

The copper-colored vajra crouching stick collided with the faintly translucent black jade inlaid gold stick, the same moves, the same pace.The Bronze Man of Subduing Tiger Arhat and Nianshu came and went, and for a while, nothing else could get close to them.

After a few more breaths, Nianshu's hands holding the stick were already numb, and he subconsciously took two steps back to widen the distance a little, trying to let himself breathe.

But he had just rested for two breaths when he felt someone approaching from his back.

Liu Fengyu saw that Nianshu was defeated after two hits, and immediately turned around and came to him, back to back with him, facing Luohan subduing dragon.

"Isn't it good enough at this level? I think the natural Buddha bone is nothing more than that." Liu Fengyu sneered, "I don't know what my aunt values ​​you, but she has only accepted you as a disciple for 800 years."

Recite Shu Amitabha Buddha: "Since Master accepts me as a disciple, then Master has his own reasons. If Senior Brother Liu can't figure it out, you can ask Master to clarify when you get out of here."

"Don't do this." Liu Fengyu said coldly, then suddenly turned to glance at him, and said softly: "I have not been with my aunt for a long time, but in the past 26 years, I have never seen her bend down to beg for help."

Nianshu was taken aback for a moment, and felt a pain in his shoulder instantly, and the wind gusts in his ears, his whole body flew up and hit the ground heavily, and suddenly a fishy sweetness rose in his throat.

Jiang Yuan watched Liu Fengyu knock Nianshu into the air with the palm technique of Subduing the Dragon Arhat, immediately stepped on his foot, turned over and landed beside Nianshu, just as he was about to reach out to lift him up, the tip of the glazed spear was already in front of him .

"Let him stand up by himself." Liu Fengyu said coldly.

Jiang Yuan looked at him: "Don't go too far, Xiangu is still outside."

"What am I doing too much? I'm just teaching him how to get along with us." Liu Fengyu turned to look at Nianshu, who had slowly got up from the ground, and said slowly: "It's impossible for my aunt to stay with you forever. It is also impossible to enter a secret realm with you forever, and the secret realm will never be as simple as this time."

Nian Shu said, "I know."

"What do you know? You don't know at all." Liu Fengyu looked down at him, "Cultivators will die too. If you are not careful, you will die in the secret realm."

He glanced around at the bronze men: "Look at these bronze men, if I had just pushed you again and told that Dragon Subduing Arhat's hand to move a little further to the left, what I just hit would be your chest."

Nianshu said slowly: "Life and death have their own definite number, and there will always be one death."

"Don't understate your life so lightly, especially in front of my aunt, she doesn't like other people talking like that." Liu Fengyu looked at the blind man with his face covered, and moved the glass gun in his hand forward again, sticking to him The face slides slowly, warning: "Did you hear that?"

Nian Shu frowned and wanted to ask why, but the bronze figures around them had already approached and surrounded the three of them, and only three bronze figures were separated to catch Xu Jiqing who was running around in the outfield.

"Don't talk about it now." The Huan Xing in Jiang Yuan's hand vibrated slightly, reminding his master that the danger was approaching, and he raised his posture and said softly: "If you want to fight, you should finish the current matter. Fight hard, I will never Intervene."

Liu Fengyu sneered: "I don't fight with him, it's like bullying a child."

Nianshu just clenched the black jade stick in his hand, turned his head slightly to Liu Fengyu and asked, "Why does Master dislike other people talking like that?"

"My aunt lost all her close relatives when she was young, and after many years of practicing Taoism, she experienced ups and downs, and her teachers and friends went to the immortals one after another, leaving her alone. At that time, she often said: 'The parting of life and death is unforgettable, and those who speak lightly can stand up and talk without back pain. Damn.'"

As Liu Fengyu was speaking, he suddenly tensed his arms and stabbed forward. The glazed gun head flashed and pierced through the head of a bronze Arhat man. on the ground.

"Since you are a natural Buddha bone, it's better to be useful. To save you from being useless and being killed, aunt will be sad." Liu Fengyu shook off the copper piece on the tip of the gun, looked at the bronze figure in front of him, "These bronze figures all use Buddhist kung fu, which happened to be used by you to practice."

He stretched out his hand and gave Nianshu a push, "Go ahead, your stick skills are not yet mastered, go find these arhats to practice."

"He's alone..." Jiang Yuan frowned, and before he could finish speaking, Nian Shu had already walked towards the group of bronze figures.

He pursed his lips tightly, holding the black jade stick in his hand, but he was thinking back to when he talked to the master before, did he say such words that made him hate.Have you ever done something annoying to him inadvertently?

Nianshu stood still, and heard the sound of the parts of the vajra bronze puppet constantly turning. The black jade in his hand was suddenly clenched, and a horizontal stick swept across, but was blocked by the stick in Fuhu Arhat's hand, but Arhat was also blocked by him. I took a few steps back.

Taking the opportunity to bully him, Nian Shu was about to slash a stick, but his body was out of control, and he abruptly replaced the vertical stick with a bottom-up move towards the bronze man's throat .

Although the killer move was a killer move, it stopped a dozen centimeters away from Luo Han's throat. After stopping for two seconds, he hit him hard, knocking Fu Huluo to the ground directly.

"Amitabha." There seemed to be a thousand Buddhas echoing in my ears, and the voice came again.

A Buddha's name was like a switch, Nian Shu felt his body move, but felt that as long as he exerted a little force, he could regain control of his body.

The voice said again: "Buddhist stick methods are as changeable as the world. When you see wicked people use villains, when you see dead people use good sticks, when you see unintentional people use sticks that awaken the world, and when you see who uses which sticks, if you swing the stick not for yourself, you will serve the common people. "

After a turn, the black jade stick in his hand hit another arhat. Nianshu heard the voice and kept asking if he understood.

Do you know why you swing a stick, how to swing a stick, and the result after swinging a stick?

Nianshu shuttled among the arhats, swinging the stick in his hand with the strength of his body, he only said: "I know how to swing the stick, and I'm looking for the result after swinging the stick."

"Then why are you swinging the stick?"

Nianshu heard the sound of a bronze man being smashed to pieces again, and replied softly, "For..."

Although he is familiar with the Buddhist scriptures and has a lot of Buddhist teachings in his mind, but now he has no common people in his heart, only the smiling face of the master in the sun, that face he only has a chance to look at every fifteen days.

He collected himself and said softly, "In order not to make Master feel sad."

Jiang Yuan watched as Nianshu was carrying a stick alone and dealing with the ten bronze arhats. He could switch between the stick and the palm, and the legwork was orderly, but sometimes he couldn't see it, his head couldn't be accurate, and the moves were on the side of the decoration. .

"What are we doing now?" Jiang Yuan asked.

Liu Fengyu shrugged: "You two find a few bronze figures to practice, and I will find a place to rest."

Jiang Yuan frowned: "Aren't you practicing?"

"Me?" Liu Fengyu looked at him, smiled and shook his head slowly: "Below Yuanying, I am invincible in this world, and this kind of thing is useless to me."

Jiang Yuan frowned even tighter, thinking that it would be better not to lie when he was a monk, but seeing Liu Fengyu's relaxed appearance, he simply ignored it, and rushed into the copper box with his sword and Xu Jiqing's collar in hand. among people.

With half a month left, the Tongren Hall went through a major demolition. When Cong Tian woke up Xue Wangliu, who had slept for more than ten days, and opened the door of the Tongren Hall, a puff of white lime smoke came out first. .

Xue Wangliu, who hadn't woken up yet, looked at the messy eyes inside and was instantly refreshed. He touched the saliva from the corner of his mouth, looked at Congtian whose smile had already cracked, and asked softly: "Master, do I have to pay for this? "

Cong Tian really wanted to say yes, but he held back.

"Forget it, call your children out."

Xue Wangliu hurriedly called the names of some bastards, telling them to get out and apologize.But the first one to come out was a tall, blindfolded bald head.

The bald head walked in front of Xue Wangliu, already a head and a half taller than him, before he opened his mouth to speak, the black jade stick in his hand was finally overwhelmed and shattered into powder, blown away by the wind.

"Baldhead...handsome guy, who are you?" Xue Wangliu didn't want to think about the answer.

I only heard the bald head open his mouth and say in a low and gentle voice: "Master, it's me."

Xue Wangliu's eyes darkened, help!Help!Give back my Nianshu's hair!

The author says:

Xue Wangliu contacted major hair transplant institutions overnight.

Nianshu 3.0 upgrade is complete.

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