Zhenghe also felt uncomfortable. The flame lion was connected to his blood, and the fragmentation at this moment also caused a lot of trauma to him!
The blood in his chest surged violently, and finally, a mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, which was shocking.
The battle situation became slightly stalemate. No one expected that the battle so far was evenly divided!
Both of them were injured!
Wang Teng could see that both the Buddhist magical powers and the sky-shattering sword techniques had their own mysteries, and the realms of Zhenghe and Long Binghan were not much different. Unless they were in a life-and-death battle, it would be very difficult for the two of them to decide the winner.
"Little monk, have you finished or not? Do you really want to stop me and get to the end?" Long Binghan was a little angry. He stood in the void with fluttering clothes and holding a divine sword. There were dots of bright red blood on his clothes, giving off a strange feeling.
style.
"Amitabha, the benefactor has great magical skills, and the poor monk admires him very much. If the benefactor can stop the war and not trouble the benefactor Wang Teng, the poor monk will naturally want it, and he will not dare to ask for advice at all!"
Zhenghe put his hands together and saluted and said.
After a fight, both of them were afraid of each other.
Long Binghan's jade-like slender hands grasped the divine sword, and some blue veins appeared.
Zhenghe's strength was equal to hers, and if it wasn't for a bitter hatred, she would certainly not be willing to fight him to the death.
But the young monk repeatedly stopped her from settling accounts with Wang Teng. He was really stubborn!
Wang Teng spanked her brother in front of everyone. This was a shame to her and the entire Long family. If she didn't protest, wouldn't the Long family be laughed at in the future?
She is really in a dilemma right now!
"Wang Teng, are you a man after all? Why do you have the dignity to call yourself the Youth Supreme after standing behind a monk? If you have the guts, let's have an open and honest contest!"
Long Binghan made a swish sound, looked at Wang Teng with his cold eyes, and said.
She has always been very well-behaved and rarely gets angry in front of others, but today's experience made her a little unbearable.
"It's all about fighting. Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Wang Teng sneered, but he was not afraid at all and was about to fly into the sky right away.
However, Zhenghe turned into a ray of light and stood in the middle of the two of them, saying: "Amitabha, the two benefactors, it is better to stop here. One more enemy is not as good as one more friend. We might as well calm down and sit down and talk things over."
At this scene, even Wang Teng couldn't help but roll his eyes, looking extremely speechless.
This is simply trying to break up the fight, like a dog-skin plaster.
Fortunately, Wang Teng had an old relationship with Zhenghe and knew that he was doing it for his own good. Otherwise, he would have been tempted to rush forward and start a fight with Zhenghe.
"You damn bald donkey, get out of here!" Long Bing said with a livid face as his delicate body trembled with cold energy.
To be able to anger Leng Ao Sheng like this shows how abominable Zhenghe's behavior is in her eyes!
He didn't even give him any face, and directly shouted "bald donkey".
"Good, good! The female donor has lost her composure." Zhenghe looked guilty.
Long Binghan wished he could slap Zhenghe to death with such a pitiful and hateful look.
In the end, she simply turned around and sneered at Wang Teng: "I'm lucky today, so I'll spare you a break. There will be a party at Shuiyue Tower tomorrow night. If you have the guts, come over. If you don't come, you will
With the title of Young Supreme, he should simply become a young man with a shrunken head."
After saying these words, Long Binghan turned into a stream of light and flew away with the boy in white.
She knew that with this monk here today, she should not even think about settling a score with Wang Teng.
"Wang Teng, remember, I will definitely settle this debt with you in the future." Before leaving, Long Chen didn't forget to look back and cursed Wang Teng fiercely.
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A storm broke out, and Wang Teng and Zhenghe left.
That night, after putting Qiangwei to sleep, Wang Teng and Zhenghe chatted directly to Yue on the roof of the inn.
Through conversation, Wang Teng learned why Zhenghe's strength had improved so much in the past two years.
It turns out that in the ancient Longku Mountains, Buddhists returned to the southern region after obtaining the relics of the great virtuous saint monk.
Originally, this relic was to be placed respectfully by Buddhism, but as a result, during an internal Buddhist ceremony, the holy Buddha's relic actually resonated with He Zheng.
The relics left by some Buddhist masters also resonate with the younger generations. After those younger generations got the relics, they soared into the sky and finally became another giant Buddha.
From the perspective of Buddhists, such a scene is entirely due to the hidden consciousness of the owner of the relics, and he has chosen a "destined person". It is also a kind of inheritance, and he must pass on the Taoism throughout his life.
Zhenghe resonated with the relics of the great virtuous saint monk, and for a time the whole of Buddhism was shocked.
Relics have souls, and choosing to pass on the mantle to their master is a major event for Buddhism.
Finally, after discussions with many Bodhisattvas and Arhats in Buddhism, it was decided to "respectfully place" the relics of the great virtuous saint monk in Zhenghe's body.
Over the past two years, the relics have entered his body, and Hezheng has been baptized every day, so he has reached such a state in such a short period of time!
"In this case, you have received the inheritance of the great virtuous saint monk. Congratulations to Master for such an amazing opportunity." Wang Teng couldn't help but clicked his tongue when he heard this.
The great virtuous holy monk is definitely the most legendary figure on the mainland in the past few thousand years. When he was alive, everyone in the world admired him, just like the blazing sun in the sky, the Buddha's light shining all over the mountains and rivers billions of miles away.
It is truly a dream for ordinary people to have such an opportunity for Zhenghe.
"Speaking of which, I really want to thank you for your donkey... Oh, no, it should be the current Protector. Because at that time, the relics were kept in my body, which was opposed by many senior officials. After all, the relics were too precious.
Many old guys in the Buddhist sect who have no desires are jealous. It was the guardian of the religion who supported me strongly despite all the opinions. The senior officials of the Buddhist sect only agreed because of his status. Otherwise, the poor monk would not be able to practice the way he is today."
Zhenghe said very sincerely.
Part of the reason why he supported Wang Teng today was because he accepted Qing Donkey's love and met his former "master", so he naturally wanted to repay his kindness.
"Tsk, tsk, that donkey has no good intentions. There must be other reasons for it to help you like this." Wang Teng touched his chin and said with a smile.
"As expected, the benefactor is very discerning. The guardian privately asked me to secretly go down the mountain often to find some...meat for it to eat." Zhenghe nodded in embarrassment.
Wang Teng couldn't help but his face darkened. This dead donkey really didn't change its nature. In Buddhism, which has strict rules and precepts, it is a sacred beast that protects religions, but it secretly eats meat?
And the person who helped it was this disciple of Feng Yun whose status had greatly increased after receiving the inheritance from the great virtuous saint monk.
