"The Buddha has the Bodhisattva's low eyebrows, and the Vajra's angry eyes!"
The yellow-faced Buddha is like a golden man, which is materialized directly outside the body under the surging energy. As far as the eye can see, the five-foot-four-five man instantly swells to a height of more than six feet. His arms, legs, and body are all...
The Hulk has transformed into two sizes.
"Arhat's Golden Body!"
Zhu Biao whispered, narrowing the corners of his eyes. One of Leiyin Temple's special skills, Buddhism's ultimate body-protecting magical skill. He has never been in contact with a disciple of a Buddhist holy place like Leiyin Temple, but he can do it with Arhat's Golden Body Skill.
The Dharma is also like thunder piercing the ears.
"Are you a lay disciple of Leiyin Temple?"
The yellow-faced Buddha didn't answer, but proclaimed, "Killing life also saves the world!" Then he kicked the ground with both feet, and the earth shook, and the whole crack opened, and a square foot radius was covered with cracks. The yellow-faced Buddha was like a racing car.
The heavy-duty truck on the highway rushed towards Zhu Biao.
"Haha, you're welcome!" Zhu Biao laughed and went straight to greet him.
His feet were continuously touching the ground, but his body was as graceful as a swimming dragon. His left palm was placed in front of his eyes, and his right hand held a sword. There was an afterimage in the shining brilliance, which collided with the fist of the yellow-faced Buddha.
"When~~"
The collision between the fist and the sword's edge was the sound of gold and iron clashing loudly.
Zhu Biao clearly felt a strange force transmitted to his hand through the hilt of the sword, making his entire right arm unable to help but twist, and the bones made a slight knotting sound. The face of the yellow-faced Buddha opposite also changed, Zhan Lujian
The sharp edge not only cut through his skin, but also revealed a sharp penetrating force, which reached the yin and cold levels and broke straight into the meridians! A drop of blood flowed from his fist. Ever since he completed the cultivation of Arhat's Golden Body, Huang
Faced Buddha has not shed blood for who knows how many years. "What a magic weapon!" Fortunately, the Buddhist body protection magic skill is not an ordinary thing like the golden bell. If the skin is broken, it does not mean that the skill is broken. Otherwise, the yellow-faced Buddha
That's a huge loss.
So Zhu Biao felt bad, and the yellow-faced Buddha also suffered.
The moment after the fist and sword exchanged, Zhu Biao took advantage of the situation and flew backwards. The yellow-faced Buddha was very powerful. I don't know whether it was the blessing of the Buddhist skills he had practiced, or whether his sexual function was so powerful!
When Zhu Biao reached the eighth level of the "Dragon and Elephant Prajna Magic Skill", he felt a faint sense of pressure.
Buddhist skills should not be underestimated! The Leiyin Temple in this world is more exaggerated and countless times more powerful than the Shaolin Temple in the gold martial arts.
The body flying upside down was like a sparrow, rising into the sky in a graceful arc. Standing high, and then swooping down in an instant, the Zhanlu Divine Sword carried an indomitable momentum, like a missile that was about to hit the target, and suddenly struck Huang Mian.
The head of the Buddha. At the same time, he flipped and twisted his left hand and three sword energy shot out. The target was still the head of the yellow-faced Buddha.
The yellow-faced Buddha was in a state of confusion, and his pair of huge fists were like copper hammers, striking at the incoming divine sword and the three sword energies.
"boom!"
"boom!"……,
The ground exploded and soil and sand flew.
When the fist and sword intersected and were lowered, a large pit more than ten feet deep exploded on the ground.
The yellow-faced Buddha's left fist and right fist interlocked wildly, punch after punch, so fast that people could not see clearly, and only a series of punch shadows were seen, surrounding Zhu Biao's entire body.
As fast as fire. As fast as a shooting star.
However, who in the world can strike faster than Zhu Biao? In front of him, the so-called masters of quick swords and swords in the world are just a bunch of jokes.
Zhan Lu's sword was as fast as the wind, leaving more than a dozen large and small wounds on the yellow-faced Buddha's fists. It also left a wound on the apex of the yellow-faced Buddha's chest, the lower abdomen, and the neck and throat.
"It is worthy of the Buddhist magic and powerful defense——"
At the two vital points of the heart and dantian, Zhan Lu's sword could only break through a little flesh. It could not penetrate more than half an inch. However, it was the throat. The tip of the sword pierced the flesh but was blocked by the Adam's apple. Zhu Biao was shocked.
The yellow-faced Buddha quickly used both palms to clamp the blade of his sword. Before he could exert any more force, he drew his sword and retreated.
The movement of the body moves like clouds and flowing water, retreating to a distance of one foot in front of the yellow-faced Buddha.
"This guy!" The Arhat's golden body made him feel troublesome, and he was secretly frightened.
However, in this confrontation so far, it is Zhu Biao who has taken advantage. You can tell by looking at the cautious look on the yellow-faced Buddha's face and the small but dense wounds on his fists.
The defense of the Arhat's golden body was decreasing little by little! No matter how small the wound was, it was still a wound. During the fight, the blood was surging, and drops of blood flowed out from these small wounds. The yellow-faced Buddha's face was very heavy, and he knew this.
With all the blood in his body aroused, he couldn't seal the wound.
One drop of blood doesn't count, ten drops of blood doesn't matter, but one hundred or two hundred drops of blood will cause big trouble. If you continue like this, you will be consumed little by little!
At most half an hour!
The yellow-faced Buddha's heart was heavy, but there was no hesitation in the movements of his hands. He continued to open and close, move in and out, and was as aggressive as a tiger!
Zhu Biao stepped on the "Lingbo Weibu" and there was no possibility of being hit. He was like a swimming dragon, constantly circling around the yellow-faced Buddha. The Zhanlu sword in his hand was on the chest of the yellow-faced Buddha, with three places on his arms.
Keep stabbing at the vital point. A small amount adds up to a big thing, just like a drop of water can penetrate a stone!
"Pfft." The yellow-faced Buddha couldn't help but blood escaping from the corner of his mouth, and it was frozen into ice crystals just as he said it. His eyes flashed with cold light, Zhu Biao's Nine Yin Qi, the impact on the internal organs and tendons of the yellow-faced Buddha was unparalleled.
The wounds on his body were even worse.
The masculine Qi of Buddhism is in perfect harmony with the Nine Yin Qi. However, the Yellow-faced Buddha could feel that it was his own Qi that was being restrained, not Zhu Biao's.
"What a monster. Unusually thick-skinned and thick-bodied!" Zhu Biao was shocked in his heart. If it were him, he would have finished the game long ago after suffering so many blows.
Two quarters of an hour!
In less than half an hour, the yellow-faced Buddha had already reached the point where his energy and blood were exhausted, and his oil and lamp were exhausted.
"Still not giving up?"
No longer as majestic as it was at the beginning, the current yellow-faced Buddha is just skinny and bones. There is a lot of flesh on the body, but it gives people the feeling of a skeleton, a golden skull. Yes, his golden body of Arhat is still intact.
Zhu Biao stretched out his palm to make a fist for the punch. Zhu Biao felt his palm go numb, and a strong force penetrated into his palm like a needle. His natural energy shook, and shook the yellow-faced Buddha's palm away, and then he turned and punched it.
arrive.
"Ba——"
Except for the two sentences he recited at the beginning, the yellow-faced Buddha, who had not spoken any more during the fight, suddenly burst out with a mantra.
Zhu Biao was caught off guard. He really didn't expect that the yellow-faced Buddha still had the means to escape. Venus was rising in front of his eyes. Although he immediately closed his ears, the dizziness in his mind had already occurred.
Vision, hearing, and even thinking were all slow at this moment. The yellow-faced Buddha struck with the last blow and hit Zhu Biao's chest hard. Zhu Biao's chest sank three inches out of thin air, avoiding the strongest force, but
The fist still hit his chest, and there was only a cracking sound from the bones, and his whole body vomited blood and flew away.
"Ahem." Zhu Biao fell to the ground, his face turned pale for a moment, then turned rosy again.
He looked at the yellow-faced Buddha sitting cross-legged with regretful eyes. This guy was really strong. If he didn't have the Zhanlu Divine Sword in his hand, he would not have been able to fight for five hundred rounds with his real skills. Luo Hanjin would not have killed him.
Well-deserved reputation——
From this, Zhu Biao became even more eager to practice the "Taiyi Hun Tiangang". Or the "Great Five Elements Extermination Divine Needle"! Back then, the ancestor of the Seven Evils could dominate the world and protect the Taoist sect. This hand was specially designed to destroy the protective energy.
The unique knowledge of Kung Fu can lead to outstanding achievements.
On the Yingzhou Chi Road, a group of seven people were galloping on black horses of the same color.
Suddenly, an eagle cry came from overhead.
The leader of the seven men blew a whistle in his mouth and shot down like an eagle and a sword.
The flying eagle, which was more than a foot high, rushed down rapidly. The force was so strong that an average strong man could lift it off. But the leader's body did not even move as he sat on the horse.
He took out the letter from the bamboo tube with eagle claws and just took a look at it when the leader's expression changed with horror. "Oh my God, this blessing thief is so evil!"
"Captain Chief, what's wrong?" the person on the side asked quickly.
"I wish the thief appeared in Jialuo County and killed the Yellow Faced Buddha and Blood Leaf! After mobilizing several masters to attack, he attacked Nanhong County Mansion. Not only did he kill the prefect and hundreds of convoys and sergeants, he also beheaded
Blue-eyed unicorn..."
"Master Huanglong broke two fingers and was seriously injured——"
"Then...he is... now...?" Six people held their breath at the same time. God, just two innate masters are gone, and one of them is still alive?
After a while, one of them asked.
"In addition to the county town, Zhu Biao will continue to the west. I don't know which county he will go to, but it is our place..."
"The situation is very bad. Our little Xi Ming, with his thin arms and legs, how can he be worthy of Zhu Biaosan's two attacks..."
"The prefect ordered us to integrate the detectives from all counties, conduct overt and covert inspections, and make sure to find out where Zhu Biao is... It's really fatal!"
Zhu Biao couldn't hear the words of the Ximing County police officer. He was currently having a drink in a hotel outside the city of a certain county.
Not even in disguise!
Not far away from him, a group of more than 20 people from Jianghu were also eating. The hotel was not big, and except for Zhu Biao's seat, most of the tables and chairs were occupied by these 20 people.
Originally, there were three or five other diners in the store, but when they saw a group of quacks coming in, they all hurriedly left after finishing their meals, scratching their heads and muttering.
Zhu Biao was very conspicuous among them, but the other party didn't bother him.
Only when Zhu Biao finished his meal and rode westward, did the five middle-aged and elderly people leading him narrow their eyes one by one.
"I hope it's not heading to the west!"
"Isn't it possible? Something as big as Xiyu is not something that a lone ranger can handle. How can a person be so young..."
Young! When Jianghu people are young, their first impression is that they are not very powerful.
It’s not that there aren’t masters among young people, but the masters all have big eyebrows and beards. But in general terms, internal strength means that the older you get, the better it becomes.
However, when a group of people went into the county town to buy and exchange horses after dinner, the picture of the sea fishing notice at the city gate made the group of people take a breath of cold air. God, he is Zhu Biao!
The five leading people looked at each other. "You can't judge a person by his appearance! It's indeed a wise saying in the world -" Who would have thought that the young man alone was Zhu Biao, who was famous and stirred up the world!
"You don't even hide your appearance, how arrogant you are!"
"If you were as powerful as him, you wouldn't be able to hide anything."
"That's right. The yellow-faced Buddha and the blue-eyed unicorn are all in his hands. Master Huang Long is still disabled, and half of the six innate masters are left. I'm not afraid if he wants them."
Zhu Biao is not running away. With three innate masters and the Zhanlu Divine Sword in hand, he really doesn't have to run away. As can be seen on the map, it is a straight line heading to the west.
When encountering mountains, cross mountains, when encountering water, cross rivers.
Except for the city, which has to be spared, there is no obstacle to anything else.
A few diners in a hotel outside the city might not be able to see Zhu Biao’s face clearly, so would the waiter in the hotel not be able to see clearly? The news had already been reported to the county government, but the county magistrate not only quickly informed the county seat, but also
On the one hand, he concentrated on guarding the four gates and the county government office. As for the arrest? He would not send anyone to die!
"Boom——"
Somewhere in Suzhou, an old man with white eyebrows and silver hair smashed the entire table into pieces with one palm.
"check--"
"Let's see what blind thing is eating him inside and out! Find out, I'm going to skin him--"
Zhu Biao did not arrive at the gathering place within the stipulated time. He sent someone to investigate, but something like that happened, which really made the old man’s teeth itch with hatred!
Except for the two who lost their lives, the remaining three are all suspects. Send a message back to Youzhou, and the King of Tang will quickly control the three families. To be honest, these three people do not have high positions, they are just decent lurkers.
If it were true, it wouldn't be a big deal in the short term. But this time it was such a coincidence that he was chosen among so many spies——
Now, as long as the King of Tang takes a look at the family situation, it will be clear who has the problem. The traitor will never let his family stay where they are.
"Elder. One of the three missing people is named Cao Bingkun. He is in his mid-thirties and is married but has no children——"
"Crack."
The silver-haired old man slapped the person several feet away, "You bastard, how dare you get in here with such an incompetent person? You're seeking death——"
"Elder, please calm down. It is true that Cao Bingkun has done his duty for more than ten years and has never had any record of dereliction of duty. His position has reached the bronze medal level..."
The silver-haired old man waved his hand, "You don't need to tell me this. Tell the prince—"
…
His sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, tight lips, and indifference reveal a sense of perseverance and strength.
The horse sometimes gallops and sometimes slows down to a slow gallop, its four iron hoofs tapping rhythmically on the ground. Under the infusion of Zhu Biao Zhenqi, the horse's speed and endurance are so incredible when sitting down.
One day passed slowly.
Two days, three days, four days, quietly disappeared from the journey.
Simple meals and a hasty rest. Not comfortable, let alone enjoyment, just moving forward.
He was no longer planning to go to Suzhou and walked straight to the west. I believe that when his traces appear in Western Xinjiang, the troops sent by the Tang Dynasty will definitely know about it.
Bailong Mountain! It doesn’t look like a dragon, but more like a snake. Among the dense green, a narrow and soft white stone ridge looms. The height is not very high, but the mountain cannot be called steep, and the whole mountain is densely packed.
It's a tree.
At this time, the sky was weak and gloomy, and even the last touch of sad red clouds in the western sky had disappeared without a trace. The dusk was misty and dark colors floated in the sky.
Zhu Biao sighed, he was going to camp out again tonight. He was unfamiliar with this place, so he just had no idea. Even if he wanted to find a good time, he couldn't even stay in a hotel to rest.
Continuing to walk forward, around the Bailong Mountain, the horses were panting heavily. It was time to rest.
And coincidentally, in a slightly low stone depression on the other side of the mountain, there was a lonely and broken Taoist temple standing. Although it was late, Zhu Biao could still see the moonlight. The Taoist temple was surrounded by some sparse trees.
The sunken eaves, peeling tiles, and two gray wooden doors all clearly show that the Taoist temple is in an abandoned state.
That Taoist temple is very dilapidated and small, covering an area of only a little more than five feet at most. One can't help but wonder whether, in addition to worshiping the founder of the Sanqing Dynasty when it was originally built, it could also accommodate Taoist priests who served the gods.
them?
Such a small Taoist temple is too rare and rare. Perhaps it is just to worship the mountain god!
But when I saw the plaque hanging on the door, I thought, "Damn it, such a small Taoist temple deserves to be called a 'palace'? I don't know where it came from..."
Questioning the Heart Palace! It really chills the moral palace.
While murmuring, the man did not hesitate to ride towards the broken path surrounded by a few miscellaneous trees.
The wind shook the leaves of the trees, emitting waves of low-pitched and sharp whistling, like countless ghosts howling and crying. In the middle of the mountain, the dilapidated Taoist temple, isn't this what ghost movies are like in movies? The surrounding branches and leaves are swaying.
It looked like there were hundreds of phantoms...
The gate made of thin wooden fences is now in a state of decay and decay. The wooden fences are connected to it one by one. It is impossible to tell what color it was originally painted. Anyway, it has now completely turned into gray-black.
A kind of dull gray-black, lifeless gray-black, dark and deep gray-black, and the walls have collapsed and are no longer like walls. Some of them are still there, some are half collapsed, and some are
It all collapsed. Although the bricks looked like they were high-quality wind and fire bricks, they were just a row of jagged dog teeth. The wooden gate had no interlocks and was swaying in and out due to the wind.
There was also a low crashing sound from time to time.
Zhu Biao walked into the Taoist temple and saw the altar in front at a glance. The altar was so dusty that the three statues of Sanqing gods had long lost their appearance. The cobwebs were dense and even the drooping curtains on both sides were so old.
It was dilapidated and dark, as if it had been hanging there for hundreds of years.
Inside and outside the Taoist temple, it was deathly silent and gloomy. It was in a state of decay.
Zhu Biao frowned. It wasn't because it didn't have the solemnity that a Taoist temple should have, but because he felt a chilling feeling that made his bones tremble. It was a ghostly cold feeling,
It's like stepping into a mass grave, the abyss of bones, or an ordinary person entering a cemetery at night. It's a smell that you can smell with your senses.
There was an indescribable strange smell floating in the air, like something that had been left for a long time to become moldy and fermented. The smell was very light and could not be smelled by ordinary people. Zhu Biao was thinking that the place he had found seemed very bad!
He touched his nose with his right hand and stuffed Lingyu Qiuchan into his mouth.
Fierce——
Zhu Biao thought, yes, this smell is not unfamiliar to him. Not only is it not unfamiliar, but it is also too familiar. But at this moment, he is not at his old post, but he did not expect it for a moment.
This is the most primitive kind of corpse odor!
Yes, it’s the smell of rotting corpses. And there are many corpses piled up——(To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
