The old monk Pudu saw two people with ill intentions standing in front of him, and these two people were obviously masters of the family. However, the old monk Pudu still pretended to be polite and saluted the old man slightly.
: "Have you two fellow Taoists ever seen the reincarnation of the Wolf?"
"Did you see that? What do you want from him?" The bearded man asked first.
"Old Monk Pudu, what do you call these two fellow Taoists?" The old monk Pudu first reported his family name.
"We are all nameless little feet, so don't mention it. I said, old monk, why are you looking for the reincarnation of the Wolf?" The bearded man continued to ask under the instruction of the old man.
"I am an authentic sect of Buddhism, how can I allow him, the reincarnation of Sirius, to harm the common people?"
"Grandma, I should have known you would say that!" the bearded man cursed disdainfully.
"Fellow Taoist, why are you insulting my master? Humph, you are such a coward, you don't even dare to tell me your name!" When the young monk Jingming saw his master being scolded, he started to scold him with a look of arrogance on his face and the bearded man.
"Fellow Taoist Pudu, it is clear that I am the Holy Sect. The reincarnated person of Sirius has surrendered to my sect. Please don't embarrass him in the future!" The old man finally spoke and reported his name.
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"Fang Ming?" The old monk quickly recalled the information about Fang Ming in his mind. After thinking about it for a long time, he still didn't remember that there was a person named Fang Ming in the Holy Sect.
"Amitabha, I know a few people in the Holy Sect. How come I have never heard of Fellow Taoist Fang? Pudu looked at Fang Ming with a cold face.
"Fuck your mother's bitch, you weren't even born when the old man walked around the world!" The bearded man cursed again from the side.
"Hey, you are such a shameless beggar. Let me teach you a lesson today." Jingming rushed up to fight with the big beard without waiting for the old monk's instructions. After all, the master had been scolded twice by the big beard.
Impulsively, he was already planning to vent his anger on Master.
The old man who kept smiling did not stop the bearded man, and completely allowed the bearded man to fight with the little monk with a sinister smile.
"The reincarnation of Sirius is the cause of disaster. If we don't kill him as soon as possible, the consequences will be unimaginable. I don't care why your Holy Sect wants to protect this person, but I must kill him." After Pudu finished speaking, he said
A look, it seems that he really doesn't know the old man's identity, otherwise he would have the arrogance to fight with the old man.
"Hmph, my Holy Sect has never been afraid of anyone in thousands of years. Even if your master comes, he won't dare to be rude to me. How dare you, a little half-way monk, dare to fight with me?" The old man's arrogance
The arrogance cannot be compared to the arrogance of the young monk Jingming just now. The old man's arrogance is a kind of arrogance that emits the essence, while the young monk's arrogance is the arrogance of a fox pretending to be a tiger.
"Haha, I have been in Pudu for decades, and I have never heard of you Fang Ming. Let me learn your holy sect's clever tricks today!" In Pudu's impression, except for the contemporary sect leader Ouyang Feng and a few
Apart from the elders of the Holy Sect, who have experienced a lot of harm, the Holy Sect has no masters at all, so Pudu determined in his heart that the old man in front of him was probably at the level of an elder of the Holy Sect.
"Humph, you are not overestimating your own abilities!" the old man snorted disdainfully.
"Eat my stick!" Pudu ignored the old man's disdain, but took the Zen stick and attacked the old man with extremely fast movement.
"Are you Buddhists starting to be brave and aggressive now?" The old man dodged Pudu's blow lightly.
"Stop talking nonsense and take action!" Pudu now has no shadow of Buddha at all. He looks exactly like a bald butcher, and the powerful murderous aura emanating from his body is even worse than Qi Tian's.
"It seems that you, Pudu, are also a murderous person!" The old man sneered and took the initiative to attack Pudu. He wanted to teach Pudu a lesson. If a monk doesn't recite sutras properly, he will run out to kill people all day long?
What kind of monk is this?
"Bang, bang!" There were two muffled sounds. One was the old man hitting Pudu on the shoulder with a single palm, and the other was the young monk being thrown out by the bearded man.
"Ah, Master!" The little monk was thrown dozens of meters away by the force of the bearded man before falling to the ground. He tried his best to hold up his body, but the power of the bearded man was too great. Jingming's attack
The fall was real.
"Pfft!" Pudu vomited a large mouthful of blood, and the energy and blood in his body suddenly began to tumble wildly. At the same time, it was as if his strength had been drained away. Pudu knew that he had suffered severe internal injuries, so he raised his head and looked at it again incredulously.
For once, the old man didn't expect that the old man's movement and speed were faster than his own, and this old man was obviously much stronger than Ouyang Feng!
"You are not a member of the Holy Sect. No one in the Holy Sect can be my opponent!" Pudu calmed down the wounds in ###'s body a little, and then asked the old man questions.
"Hmph, the martial arts of the Holy Sect are profound and profound, how can you and Monk Hua understand it!"
"Haha, since you don't want to tell me the way out, don't blame me, Lord Buddha, for being rude!" After saying this, Pudu threw away the Zen staff and kept doing various mudras with both hands.
"Huh? Tantric Mahamudra?" The old man's expression suddenly solidified.
"Humph, I didn't expect you to recognize this skill!" Pudu glanced at it and continued to make his fingerprints.
Before Pudu finished a series of hand seals, the old man did not dare to neglect and formed the hand seals with his hands, and quickly arranged several barrier air walls in front of himself.
"Bao, Bao, Bao, Bao, Bao." After Pudu shouted five Bao in a row, a force that did not belong to Pudu's instinct, mixed with a ball of beam energy, roared and attacked with unparalleled power.
Got the old man.
"Puff, puff, puff." With three muffled sounds, the air wall arranged by the old man was instantly disintegrated by the energy ball. Although the air wall was blocking the energy ball attracted by Pudu, the power seemed to be used.
Not the same, after breaking through three air walls in a row, he accurately attacked the old man.
"Old man, be careful!" The bearded man not far away stared. This was the first time he saw the authentic Buddhist mudra. He had heard of this kind of mudra. It contains secret techniques and methods that can transform the natural world.
The raw power in them is connected together and launched to attack people, especially the attacks against dark energy and demons and ghosts. This kind of attack is impeccable.
"Ah, hey!~" The old man shouted, violently raising the strength of his whole body to the highest level, and then grabbed the energy ball that was about to hit himself with his defenseless hands.
"Hiss!" Old monk Pudu took a breath of air.
"Wow!" The bearded man stood not far away, his mouth wide open, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Humph, you haven't mastered it yet!" The old man kept dancing with his hands, and then the light ball quickly disappeared into ashes and disappeared without a trace.
"You...you...how did you do it?" Pudu was really surprised now. This Tantric Mahamudra is an authentic Buddhist secret technique with extremely powerful energy, but today it was used by the old man in front of him.
He caught it with both hands. One can imagine what kind of strength the old man in front of him had, so Pudu looked at the old man nervously.
"Don't worry about how I did it. From now on, you are not allowed to look for the reincarnated Sirius, otherwise don't blame me for destroying you." After the old man finished speaking, he paused and said in a gentle tone: "Today is the New Year, and I don't want to be with you.
If you are an enemy, go away!"
"Fellow Taoist is really a member of the Holy Sect?" Pudu still doesn't believe that the old man is a member of the Holy Sect.
"Monk Hua, it's okay to tell you. The old man in front of you is the great master of Ouyang Feng, the current leader of the Holy Sect. With your three-legged cat skills, go home and eat!" The bearded man boasted proudly.
"Master?" Pudu subconsciously muttered to himself, then clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, this junior Pudu has offended me, please say goodbye!" Pudu did not dare to stay longer, picked up the Zen staff, and helped the young monk up.
It quickly disappeared without a trace.
"Old man, why did you let them go? They should have been taught a lesson. Even if they didn't die, they would have been left half disabled!" The bearded man said gloomily while patting the old man on the shoulder.
"Don't move!" The old man said seriously, not letting the bearded man take pictures of himself.
"What's wrong? You're not hurt, are you?" The bearded man looked at the old man worriedly.
"Hmph, come and try being hit by an authentic Tantric Mahamudra energy ball and you will know." The old man snorted coldly.
"Are you hurt?" the bearded man asked stupidly.
"I'm not hurt, but this shock made my blood surge. It seems that I am really old!" After saying this, the old man shook his head.
"Damn, since you've been through more trouble than the old monk, why didn't you support him and let him go?" The bearded man complained to the old man.
"Haha, do you think my slap was for tickling? Let's go to Ouyang Feng's house!" The old man laughed and ran towards Ouyang Feng's villa with a big beard.
After Pudu reluctantly supported the young monk and walked for a few miles, he finally couldn't stand the turbulent airflow in his body and vomited out a large mouthful of blood again.
